Author: Furenjiu

Jing Yuanzhou looked at the words on it, his fingers pressing against the ancient scroll turned white because of the force. Before Qingwu came over to look at it, he turned the ancient scroll pages without hesitation.

"The ancient book you have in your hand is for pharmaceutical use, and there are some secret techniques in it, which should be helpful to you." Qing Wu glanced at the long and complicated list of prescriptions on it and retracted his gaze.

"Yeah." Jing Yuanzhou responded and closed the ancient book, "Can you lend me this for the time being?"

"What do you want that to do?" Qing Wu was a little confused.

"I'm a little curious and want to take it back for research." Jing Yuanzhou lied, his eyes darkened.

Qingwu glanced at the incomplete ancient books and looked disgusted, "Okay."

She didn't want to keep this torn ancient book.

"I'll give it back to me later, I'll copy it again." Qing Wu didn't raise his head, sat upright on the chair, reading the long scroll.

After reading it bored for a long time, Qingwu didn't see what he was looking for. Jing Yuanzhou walked out of the door with the ancient books.

The old man looked at the things in Jing Yuanzhou's hand and looked shaking when he thought of the rumors that the young ruler in power came from the Jing family.

"How many people have seen it?" Jing Yuanzhou did not beat around the bush and presented the broken pages to the old man.

This old man must have seen something here, but he was afraid of Qingwu's identity and did not dare to act. He was nearly 80 years old and even ordinary people could not bear the temptation of longevity, let alone Mr. Jiang, who has always been greedy for life.

Feeling the horrifying anger under Jing Yuanzhou's appearance of restraint, the old man couldn't understand his thoughts for a while. He answered carefully, "No one else has seen it except our Jiang family."

Does Jing Yuanzhou want Qingwu to be... a medicine guide?

If it were compared to the power, the Jiang family was no match for him at all. Almost no one could stop the Jing family from wanting.

The medicine above is recorded for half a page. Many medicines are unheard of in Jingyuan.

Jing Yuanzhou can confirm that in the field of modern science, there is absolutely no medicine that can make people lose their memory instantly if they take it. However, many records are recorded in ancient books.

For example, above the Longevity Pill, the prescription of the Wangyou Pill is recorded.

Jing Yuanzhou didn't say anything, but burned the broken ancient books in front of the old man.

Only the saying "There is a spirit in Wushan, and it can give birth to nine tails."

"You!" Mr. Jiang looked at the burned ancient books with distress. What did you do if you burn them well? It's still such a precious prescription!

Jing Yuanzhou's voice was cold, "I don't want this prescription to spread in any form."

"Don't you need it?" The old man was surprised to see Jing Yuanzhou burning the most important page on the ancient book without hesitation. Even when he served the gods for many years, he saw the prescription on it at first sight,

I was thinking.

Who doesn’t want to live forever?

But Mr. Jiang was unwilling to take that risk. With the inheritance of the Jiang family, he did not dare to do anything special to respect the gods of Wushan.

Jing Yuanzhou's eyes were taken back from the ancient books. His indifferent face was a little pale, and he could not see any reluctance or heartache, "No need."

No matter where fate points, he will not do anything to hurt Qingwu against his will.

"Since the Jiang family destroyed ancient books once before, let's destroy them again." Jing Yuanzhou smiled and put the ancient books on the table.

Old man: You want us to take the blame for your work! Is this human word?

"I heard that you are talking about cooperation with the Zhou family recently. Instead of considering the Zhou family, it is better to come to Yuncheng." Before Jing Yuanzhou could speak all his words, Mr. Jiang immediately showed an excited expression.

The only representative one in Yuncheng is the Jing family.

"You..." The old man refused and could not say anything anymore. He immediately smiled, "Jiang Sinian was ignorant and broke ancient books. I believe his ancestors would not blame him."

"Yes." Jing Yuanzhou put down the ancient books and turned around calmly.

The old man stood there and called Jiang Sinian, who was sitting below and opening a small trumpet and yelling at the Internet black fans.

...

Qingwu saw Jing Yuanzhou coming up empty-handedly, and his eyes showed confusion.

What about ancient books?

"Sorry, I accidentally forgot to go outside." Jing Yuanzhou lowered his head, and with a little sickness on his body, he looked strange... pitiful.

Looking at Jing Yuanzhou's pale face, Qing Wu felt embarrassed to blame him for this little thing, "It's okay, just go and get it later. I've seen something about you here."

"There is a forbidden technique here, which may explain why my tail appears on you." Qing Wu said this, with guilt in his eyes.

Forbidden technique?

This sounds like this is not a good word. Jing Yuanzhou walked to Qingwu and his eyes were slightly stagnant after seeing the complicated magic circle patterns painted on ancient books.

This magic circle was exactly what he saw in his dream.

"If the Nine-tailed God has a dead tail, it means that the gods die. From one tail to eight tails, our spiritual power will be stronger for every extra tail."

"Generally speaking, the Wushan Spirit Clan, who have achieved qualifications, can cultivate to the seventh tail when they are adults. Only the nine tails, and only one in a thousand years is one. It is a symbol of the clergy." Qingwu looked at the next to him

The Nine-tailed Cat Picture, "In ancient books, it is recorded that the spiritual race that fell after being promoted to the throne of God has been cut off every ten years, and at most it can not live for a hundred years. After a hundred years, the soul is destroyed and there is no reincarnation."

Jing Yuanzhou watched Qingwu say the cruelest ending with calm words, and his heart suddenly thrust.

"However, if the gods themselves have high blessings and merits, and if they have gathered great fortunes, they feed the gods with their bodies and use their fortunes to provide the veins of the gods, they can save the gods."

The ninth tail contains the most powerful power and emotional memory in the gods.

"You may be his descendant."

Qingwu didn't notice that after saying this, Jing Yuanzhou's face changed slightly.

She thought about it herself, and there was no reincarnation after the sacrificer's luck was exhausted. There would be no trace of him in the world.

Qingwu can see from the fate line of Jingyuanzhou that he was a lucky person in his past and present lives.

In every three hundred years, every life, the relatives who sacrificed for her must have great luck in order to be able to reincarnate and live to meet Qingwu.

In every life, the destiny of the sacrificer will last for fifty years and will gradually decrease.

In Wushan history, there has never been an example of a sacrificer who survived.

So she guessed that Jing Yuanzhou was a descendant left by his relatives a hundred years ago, which was correct.

After hearing Qing Wu's words, Jing Yuanzhou's throat was dry.

Qingwu looked at Jing Yuanzhou's pale face and thought he was worried about death. "Don't worry, you won't die. As long as I work harder and make up for my luck, my tail will return to my body. The rest

The death disaster must be solved.”

Qingwu was thinking about how he should use the fastest time to improve his spiritual power in less than a year. If he was making a movie, the cycle would be too long.

"Will you remember him?" Jing Yuanzhou looked at Qingwu, and his dark pupils were fixedly looking at her.

"Of course I will remember that he is a very important person to me." Qing Wu said this, his tone was rare and gentle.

"Yeah." Jing Yuanzhou responded without saltiness and lightness, and his hands that fell beside him tightly clasped, and his knuckles turned white.

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