Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1148 Repairing the Grand Formation Jiumo Clan

"Don't worry, I will continue to check the sect-protecting formation. However, because it is a formation that seals the magic roots, it may be a little difficult to repair it."

Zhang Yan consoled him.

"It's easy to say, I won't force it. As long as Brother Zhang can help with all his heart, I accept this favor! Besides, Brother Zhang helped us eliminate a serious problem in Maple Leaf Villa today. It's not too late for us to be happy!"

The owner of the village had a look of reverence on his face and said respectfully.

"Well, it's easy to say that our universe and the world are all in the same spirit and support each other. It's understandable."

Zhang Yan looked at the sky and said immediately, "Time is running out. I have to rush back to the great world. That is the battlefield we should really be wary of. After all, the invasion of the dark world is definitely not a good thing."

"Pity those disciples of mine who died miserably in the cave, oh, this damn monster!"

After the village owner escaped and ascended to heaven, he looked sad.

"The deceased is gone, we must cheer up!" Zhang Yan reminded.

"Well, let's go. I don't know what's going on with the formation now. If it's as Bai Qiuchi said, it exists only to seal the magic roots, then maybe we can find something during the repair process. A trace of the demon root escaping."

Zhang Yan nodded and immediately ran inside.

When they were young, the three of them stood in the depths of the straight cave. The huge stone pillars were like relics from eternity.

The totems and talismans drawn on it look extremely clumsy.

The carved beams and painted buildings were like flying dragons in the sky, and sometimes they were as gentle as misty clouds. Some talismans were connected to other talismans in a vine-like cluster, which made Zhang Yan a little confused.

"I have to say that compared with the current ones, these ancient talismans look extremely strange and even difficult to identify." Zhang Yan frowned slightly.

The owner of the village almost clung to several huge stone pillars and watched carefully.

"These texts are indeed too difficult and obscure. I can only understand a very small part of them. Some of them have even been lost, and we have no trace of them at all."

"What is the general meaning? Can it be translated?" Zhang Yan scratched his head and asked.

The village owner nodded, "Part of the meaning is still clear, but the writing written by our ancestors looks extremely sloppy. Even if it is read, it will be extremely difficult. Moreover, the meaning of some words is different from today's."

How could Zhang Yan not understand that there were not many documents to consult about ancient texts.

"We actually printed these documents a long time ago. Unfortunately, after all this time, no one can tell the reason."

The village owner's voice became extremely erratic.

"The topmost part of these stone pillars records the origin of our Maple Leaf Villa. This part is relatively easy to understand, but the second half is not entirely the writing of our ancestors. We have checked it before, and it is currently in our Pagoda. There is no existing writing in the world that has any of them.”

Having said this, the village owner shook his head helplessly.

Zhang Yan slowly stepped forward to get a closer look.

I saw that the way these words were written was extremely wild!
  This actually reminded Zhang Yan of a race that had long been extinct in their vast world!
  "Jiumo clan?"

As soon as Zhang Yan said this, the two people immediately frowned.

(End of this chapter)