genius divination

Chapter 1110 The Grave Digger

Zhao Pingyuan frowned and said, "Is there anything special about this... this tripod?"

"Special?" Fan Jiannan looked at him as if he was looking at an alien, and finally shook his head, "You have been outside for too long, and you can't even imagine the symbolic meaning this bronze tripod represents. There are a total of such tripods. Nine, each represents a state in ancient times, which is why China is called Kyushu. In the long history, the meaning of the tripod has surpassed the tripod itself, and it refers to the country. .”

"That's right, if this is really the legendary Kyushu Ding, then its value cannot be estimated at all." Feng Yuan murmured.

Zhao Pingyuan was obviously not too interested in the Jiuzhou Ding, he still wanted to find the tombs of the two fraternity leaders.So he shook his head and said, "I don't see anything special about this bronze vessel. Besides, we are not here for this, but for those two badges. I think we should look for other places, maybe we can find The tomb of the two masters."

Fan Jiannan shook his head and said, "You don't understand at all, this thing is far more important than your so-called badge. There must be a reason for it to be placed here. Otherwise, Brotherhood of the Holy Chapter would not be able to spend a lot of trouble. This hall was specially built in the catacombs to house this cauldron. This must involve some secret past of the Brotherhood of the Holy Chapter, maybe we can find out something from this cauldron."

After Fan Jiannan finished speaking, he put his hands on the ears of the big bronze tripod, and gently closed his eyes. His magical power made his perception completely open.He fully integrated into this ancient heavy weapon.Because he knew that most of the ancient artifacts related to magicians would leave traces of magic power in a special form.This kind of fragmentary mana trace cannot be discerned by the naked eye, but it can be sensed by mana.

Fan Jiannan felt a slight tremor in the palms of his hands, like some kind of pulsation from ancient times.And this kind of tremor was spreading from his fingertips to his palm at an extremely fast speed, and rushed to his brain.A large amount of complex and grand information quickly impacted Fan Jiannan's perception, which made Fan Jiannan grunt, and took several steps back one after another.

He only felt that his head was about to explode, but his chest seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, and he couldn't breathe.

"Jiannan, how are you?" Feng Yuan quickly supported him.

Fan Jiannan's body was still in a slightly strange tremor, he took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing, the energy contained in this tripod is too great. It almost surpassed the limit of my perception. Just a moment ago, I Seems like I saw a lot."

"What is it?" Feng Yuan asked hastily.

"The majestic capital city, the ancient battlefield with corpses everywhere. Some ancient people took this giant tripod all the way west." Fan Jiannan was silent for a while and said, "I think it is those magicians who entered Europe from the west in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty. It seems to be looking for something. I walked through the long desert, all the way to the west."

"Can you see some kind of illusion from this tripod?" Zhao Pingyuan said in surprise.

"It should not be an illusion, but everything that happened in reality. Everything related to the magician may become the carrier of some kind of magic power. It's like some data information, which is stored in the storage medium. If the perception is enough Powerful, it can be interpreted with one's own power." Fan Jiannan explained, "Just like when we use software to watch some video files, it is actually a process of decoding and restoring."

Zhao Pingyuan was silent for a while and said, "You said, you saw some magicians going west?"

"Yes, there are a lot of them, even women." Fan Jiannan frowned, "It seems that many of them are dressed as Taoists. Could it be that the westward advancers were not all witches, and there were also Taoists involved?"

Zhao Pingyuan nodded, "For a long time, there have been many legends about the Westward Sorcerers. Some people say that they are some witches, and some say that they are some Taoists. However, some research from the Brotherhood shows that it should be Most of them are Taoist priests. It’s just that I don’t know anything about this big tripod. There are no related legends in the Brotherhood.”

Feng Yuan nodded and said, "During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, Taoism arose. According to the legend, Lao Tzu, the ancestor of Taoism, rode an ox to the west and disappeared. So with the prosperity of Taoism, it seems to be a common trend for Taoists to go west. .Changchunzi Qiu Chuji traveled westward with Genghis Khan.”

Fan Jiannan pondered silently, "Perhaps these things are related to each other. Taoism is based on Huang and Lao Taoism as its theoretical basis, and inherited the immortal alchemy since the Warring States Period. The pursuit of longevity is their highest ideal. Maybe they Traveling westward with the tripod is to follow in the footsteps of the sages and sages and seek the way of longevity. And your prophet obviously thinks that some people have already done it."

"In other words, this tripod may be related to longevity?" Feng Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't this too bizarre?" Linghu Yun couldn't help but said, "Do you want to believe that people can really live forever?"

"Don't you believe it too? Longevity may be a theoretical possibility, but immortality is absurd." Feng Yuan shook his head.

"Theoretical possibility?" Fan Jiannan frowned.

Feng Yuan sighed, "I have read some related reports, saying that genetic technology is used to delay aging, but these are just theoretical empty talk. At present, it is not even possible to talk about practice. Besides, these things involve very High-end medical and technological knowledge. It is completely different from what we imagined."

Zhao Pingyuan nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then in my opinion, we should find the remains of the two principals."

Fan Jiannan nodded, but his eyes never left the bronze tripod for a moment.He even stuck his head to the bottom of the bronze tripod to read the inscriptions below, until he memorized all the shapes, specifications and patterns of the bronze tripod by heart.Cai, Zhao Pingyuan and others left the stone palace.Because he had a premonition in his heart that this big bronze cauldron might be the key to revealing all the secrets.

Walking out of the stone hall, Fan Jiannan said to Zhao Pingyuan, "Mr. Zhao, we have reached the center of the catacombs according to the prophet's plan, but we found nothing except this stone hall and the bronze cauldron inside. I don't know what your next plan is." .”

Zhao Pingyuan also seemed to be a little bit lost. He sighed and said, "I don't know why this is the case. But as far as I know, the prophet's words are almost never missed. If he let us come here, he will definitely find something. Not as good as us Look around the stone hall carefully, if it really doesn't work, we can go back first."

While they were talking quietly, Linghu Yun behind him suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, Fan Jiannan's face changed, thinking that something happened, he immediately took a step forward, pulling Feng Yuan and Linghu Yun behind him, He whispered, "What happened just now? Could it be that you found something?"

"It seems... It seems that a mouse ran over." Linghu Yun said with some embarrassment.

"Old...mouse?" Fan Jiannan was almost laughed angrily by her, and couldn't help but said, "You said that a girl like you is still afraid of mice?"

"Besides the mouse, there seems to be something over there..." Linghu Yun pointed to the distance, her voice trembling. "The mouse should have been frightened before running here."

"What!" Fan Jiannan suddenly turned his head, and the flashlight in his hand shone into the darkness, where a figure stood there.

In an instant, even Fan Jiannan felt his scalp go numb.Because this person stood there silently, wearing a robe similar to that of a medieval monk.And his standing posture is also a bit weird, like bowing his head very religiously, hiding his entire face in a wide hood.

"Who are you?" Fan Jiannan snapped.

The man didn't speak, but stood there calmly.In this eerie catacombs, the man appears mysteriously like a wandering ghost.No one can tell exactly when he started standing there.

Fan Jiannan frowned slightly, and secretly became alert.Although this person did not identify himself, he also showed no obvious hostility.Instead, it seemed to show a kind of indifference to the extreme.This kind of disregard and indifference is chilling.It seemed that this person did not come from the human world, and his whole body lacked the warmth of being a human being.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Fan Jiannan asked again.

Only then did the person seem to respond, and slowly raised a hand.This move of his made Linghu Yun, Feng Yuan and others sweat for Fan Jiannan.However, this man did not make any other hostile moves, he just raised his arms gently so that they could see his hands clearly.

This hand was pale and thin, and on his middle finger was a ring, a rose Taiji ring.

Zhao Pingyuan seemed to have remembered something, and quickly whispered to Fan Jiannan, "Don't do it, I know who he is."

He immediately walked up, and in the same gesture, raised his hand to let the other party see the ring on his hand.At this time, the man spoke slowly, "I haven't spoken Chinese for a long time, and I almost forgot how to say hello." His voice was a little hoarse, which made people uncomfortable.I don't know if it's because he seldom speaks, but his voice is not only hoarse and a bit jerky, but his pronunciation is very precise.Not at all like a foreigner.

Fan Jiannan frowned at Zhao Pingyuan, "Mr. Zhao, who is this?"

"He is from the Brotherhood." Zhao Pingyuan whispered. "Speaking of which, he is the person in charge of this cemetery."

"The person in charge of the cemetery?" Fan Jiannan frowned, "Didn't you say that the Holy Chapter Brotherhood has no guards in this Rebek cemetery?"

Zhao Pingyuan nodded and said in a low voice, "He's not a guard, he's a gravedigger in the cemetery."

(End of this chapter)