Sorcerer

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"Yu Xiangjing's heart is like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, never ending."

This sentence once appeared in the preface of "The Art of Kyushu". According to later generations' research, this is the emperor Jian Shuangcheng answering Shi Qinglan's question. It is very likely that it is Shi Qinglan. []

Yaoyao!

What an intimate title, these two people...

Wu Maxi's gossip heart actually started to move around.

The relationship between Jian Shi and Jian Shuangcheng has always been close. It's no secret that Shi Qinglan can often be seen in Jian Shuangcheng's writings, but Shi Qinglan is nearly 30 years older than Jian Shuangcheng after all, except for some third-rate legendary novels. In addition to drawing the red line for them, the mainstream view in the cultivation world believes that they are both teachers and friends.

<Beautiful, just like Qinglian du li in the picture, if you don't know her age, it is easy to mistake her for a young lady.

"Look... did you find it?" Huo Qilang's question pulled Wu Maxi out of the quagmire of gossip.

Wu Maxi didn't look back, but just let out a cold snort.

Looking at his back, Huo Qilang spoke up again, hesitated for a long time, sighed, and honestly retreated to Ling Shile's side.

Attention was once again poured into the moon bracelet.

On the left side of Zihaojie is a quaint bookshelf made of jade cypress, with two seal characters engraved on the top: Tiangui.There is another line of small characters below: 360 volumes of "Jiuzhou Artistic Conception Canon".

"Jiuzhou Artistic Conception Canon", the most famous set of artistic conception classics in the history of artistic conception.

The great emperor Jian Shuangcheng has spent decades of hard work, gathering the essence of the world's artistic conception, and after more than ten years of painstakingly sorting out and revising, he finally completed this code. It can be said to be vast and extensive. Essence".According to unofficial history records, when this code was first completed, thunderbolts rang out over Zihao City, like the roar of dragons and beasts, from October to March of the following year.

"Jiuzhou Yijing Dadian" has 27 volumes and 980 million volumes. The scale is extremely large. In order to store it, Jian Shuangcheng specially built a building called Jingyuan.

Less than 20 years after the completion of this code, Jian Shuangcheng died in chaos.As soon as the news reached Zihao City, those heirs to the throne with red eyes immediately ran away. They fought and fought continuously in Zihao City for nearly a month. Jingyuan also encountered the first fire since Chenglou. In the fire, the newly compiled "Jiuzhou Artistic Conception Canon" was burned to the ground.

In the following millennium, Jingyuan encountered swords and fires several times during the strife of imperial power in the Great Xia, and the damage was extremely serious. 300 years ago, when the great general Duanmu Liancheng usurped Xia Lizhou, Jingyuan was set on fire again and completely burned up, and there was no news about "Jiuzhou Artistic Conception Ceremony" since then.

The reason why Jiuzhou Jingyuan took the word "Yuan" was to suppress the fire, but in the end it was still inevitably destroyed by the fire.

Artistic conception historian Tu Han clapped his hands and stomped his feet every time when he mentioned this grand ceremony, and scolded the Jian family as sinners in the realm of realm cultivation. Burned clean.

I thought this set of "Jiuzhou Artistic Conception Canon" had completely become the dust of history, but I didn't expect to find its remains by accident.

Wu Maxi looked at the bookshelf in front of her. Years had made the color of the jade cypress wood thicker, but the smoky and ugly traces all over the cabinet showed its embarrassment for nearly a thousand years.

There were only 26 ancient books left on the shelf, and several of them still had obvious signs of fire, but Wu Maxi knew the value of these things with his knees, and each one was a priceless treasure.Looking at these classics, he couldn't help jumping for joy, almost singing.

"Big... big brother..." Huo Qilang's voice was always inappropriate.

"Shut up." Wu Maxi turned her head and glared at him, then turned her consciousness to Xiang Jie again, shook her head slightly, put away her nostalgia for "Nine Provinces Artistic Conception Fragments", and started her search again.

Next to the bookshelf are four brocade boxes of different lengths, made of wood of unknown material, with various beautiful patterns carved on them.

Wu Maxi took out these brocade boxes one by one to observe. The first brocade box was flat, with a gorgeous peach forest engraved on it, carved and polished in March to visit the peach forest.

But as soon as her eyes touched the seal characters inscribed next to the peach grove, Wu Maxi's nerves tensed immediately. Even though the words were written peacefully, Wu Maxi still felt her heartstrings being stretched.

Eighteen Hells - Gouze.

A thousand-year-old work of evisceration, a master of the artistic conception of torture.

Such a beautiful brocade box contains such a set of artistic concepts?

But when I opened the brocade box, I found that this set of eighteen hells was not complete, there were only six, and one of them was the iron tree hell that Wu Maxi had learned, but this is already very rare, even a power like the Cha family, The eighteen hells obtained are only four or five.

The second brocade box is the longest of the four brocade boxes, with a length of three feet. The sun, moon, and stars are painted on the box, and five large characters are engraved on the top: Tianshu Overview Map.After opening it, I found that it was a very detailed map of Tianshu Continent, and based on what Wu Maxi knew about the topography of the southwest region, this map was very accurate.

There is no engraving on the third brocade box, but the strange wood is allowed to glow with original color, which looks low-key and quiet.

After opening, there is a volume of six views inside.

The sixteen meaning branches extend from the bottom of the picture, and through various entanglement, interweaving, combination and nesting, a enchanting and swaying beauty bottle model is constructed.The whole structure is slender and flexible, no matter from the trend of the lines or the overall outline, it is as graceful as a work of art.

In addition to the beauty of the pen, the scale of this artistic conception is extremely large, and the structure is ingenious, and the style of writing is vivid. Especially at the end of the weaving, the sixteen branches of meaning spread into the void at the same time with an amorphous trajectory, adding countless to this artistic conception. The changes and controllability can be called a stroke of genius.

There is no doubt that this is the work of a master.

Right above the six views, there are four beautiful seal characters: Qingqiu Fox Shadow.

Whether it is from the handwriting or the content of the text, it is easy to draw a conclusion: the author of this artistic conception is likely to be a woman.

There are many women in the artistic conception of women in history, and the one who can be related to this moon bracelet, the first thing Wu Maxi thought of was Shi Qinglan.

In history, Shi Qinglan left many legends, but not many real objects, which made future generations always have a feeling of emptiness when they study this senior realm cultivator.In unofficial history, she is often regarded as a fairy to legend.

"Brother, Lele...she's really dying." Huo Qilang's voice resented again.

Wu Maxi turned her head back, stared at him fiercely, and said coldly: "Not dead yet?"

"She's almost out of breath!" Huo Qilang erupted suddenly, stood up with red eyes, and roared at Wumaxi at the top of his voice.

Wu Maxi listened to the crying in his voice, snorted coldly, and said lightly: "I can't die." After saying that, she turned her head away and continued to tinker with the moon bracelet.

After removing the sealing environment, there are sporadic spiritual energy flowing and nourishing, and the survivability of the environment cultivation is extremely amazing. In addition, the kapok woven by Wumaxi has superior fragrance transmission performance. Within a day and a half, Ling Shile can't die .

This outbreak exhausted Huo Qilang's accumulated courage, and he sat down next to Ling Shile, sobbing and crying.

Wu Maxi didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued to search.

The fourth brocade box contains an artistic conception called "The Hangover".Due to Huo Qilang's urging, Wu Maxi just glanced at it and then ignored it.

In the next area, there are seven furnace tripods, the color is purple, and the shape is either clever, or simple, or dignified, or complicated, with different styles but each has its own uniqueness.

There is a jade tablet hanging on the ears of these furnaces. When Wu Maxi looked carefully, it was an explanation of the contents of the furnace. They were respectively written: Shuang Drinking, Shepherd's Rein, Attracting Bees and Butterflies, and Realm Zu Enci, Moon Mirror, Ghost Lock, Call of Souls.

Among them, in the three furnaces, the Rein of the Shepherd, the Moon Mirror, and the Song of the Soul, faint fluctuations were still wafting out, like wisps of light smoke, while the other four furnaces were like a stagnant water, without any movement.

The soul-calling song, is this what Ling Shile is counting on to save his life?

Wu Maxi took out the cauldron of Song of Calling Souls and observed it carefully.

Is this medicine?

Wu Maxi was a little puzzled, he had never heard of the names of these kinds of elixirs, and, from time to time, there were artistic fluctuations coming out of the furnace, which didn't seem to be the characteristics that elixirs should have.

Opening the furnace cover, I saw a group of pale blue light and shadow floating out from the furnace, hovering around the furnace mouth like a butterfly, sending out warm and soft fluctuations.

This seems to be a mood.

Although the composition of this thing is very strange, and it is quite different from the usual artistic conception, but Wu Maxi has such a feeling.

He stretched out his mind branch and lightly touched the light and shadow, only to see the light and shadow swimming slowly under the drive of the mind branch.

"Is this? Is this that thing?" Huo Qilang was overjoyed, kowtowing awkwardly to Wumaxi.

With a thought in Wu Maxi's mind, the light and shadow landed on top of Ling Shile's head, slowly entered from the center of her slightly frowning brows, and disappeared after a while.Ling Shile's pale face seemed to have a layer of luster, and the slightly frowned brows gradually eased.

"Lele, Lele..." Huo Qilang knelt in front of Ling Shile, murmuring helplessly.

Wu Maxi stared at Ling Shile's face, that face was gradually turning red at a slow but clearly perceptible speed.

What is this miraculous thing?

Wu Maxi stretched her tired body and let out a long breath.

The sun finally jumped out of the horizon, and the whole sky and the earth were glowing red. At a glance, it looked like it was on fire.

Ling Shile fell asleep in the early morning picture, as quiet as a virgin.When the first ray of sunlight shone across the broken wall on her face in the morning, her beautiful eyelashes moved slightly, and then opened a thin slit.

Huo Qilang wept with joy, big teardrops overflowed his eyes.

Ling Shile's confused eyes quickly became clear, and then sharpened. Where the poisonous needle-like gaze fell, Huo Qilang's teardrops falling in the air suddenly condensed and turned into sharp ice edges.Under the sunlight, the colorful light of the ice edge was fleeting, and when Wu Maxi turned around, the ice edge had pierced Huo Qilang's eyeballs and shot into the depths of his mind.