The woman's eyes were on me, and it seemed that no one else did. Even if I asked this, her reaction did not seem to have understood something. Instead, she said something that I couldn't understand.
This made me unable to help but calm down. If it was a low-level language, I could instantly pass through my head, convert my native language, and then speak the language that the other party could understand, but obviously I couldn't understand the woman's words at all.
This high-level language should come from ancient times or higher levels, so it is difficult to understand the meaning. After saying a few words, the woman looked confused and didn't respond. She smiled faintly, then waved her sleeves and turned around and disappeared.
Everyone watched all this, and they looked at it with a look of at a loss.
"This... what she said just now? Why can't I understand at all...Yingwei, can you understand?" Gu Fei said in surprise.
Jing Wei also shook her head and said, "This...maybe it's an ancient saying..."
I actually already know that what she said came from the era of Tianjian Seal. At least she had a close relationship with the one in the portrait, so she suddenly smiled and turned away, probably waiting for my deity to come out.
As everyone could not find the woman, the disciples soon gathered around me again, and I also felt that it was time for the concubine to bid farewell to this world, so I quickly lay down in this deep pit and re-projected it into this world in the image of the deity.
Of course, this is still a very complicated process. After all, if I want to control the storage bag, control Zhenjie Ding and Li Zixin in a projected posture, I need a medium carrier, and this new array placed underground in my body is actually the carrier of my current phantom.
Everyone piled up sand on Yan Mu, and Yan Mu's body quickly crystallized, and ice crystals sealed people, like a crystal statue. I seemed to see the death I had previewed, because a group of friends couldn't help crying again, whether or not I was here.
In fact, two people with different meanings. Even if the souls inside are the same, they will also make everyone think they are different people. Even if they think that Xiangmu is me, subconsciously, Xiangmu is indeed dead.
But isn’t this another way to make Yan Mu live in people’s hearts? Perhaps Yan Mu himself would be happy, even if he is there or not, these are no longer important.
After seeing such things for too many times, I did not show too much sorrow, because the deceased are often relaxed, and the living are actually sad. What I sympathize with is not the death of Xiangmu, but the fact that so many people may be worried about it for the rest of their lives is really sad.
While everyone was feeling uncomfortable and hugging each other to keep warm by Yan Mu, I also projected it with my own deity and quietly sneaked into the wind and sand. After a while, a figure quickly followed me. The woman's temperament was indeed unforgettable.
"Then...the sword...the sheath..." She described it in a very slow and awkward tone. It seemed very difficult, and so the words were stuck between the two words very quickly, which made me vaguely understand the meaning.
"I'm giving it away." I stopped, and she quickly landed beside me.
"Don't give it to anyone... If you appear here, fate has been restarted... The scabbard will greatly help you..." the woman said calmly.
"What kind of help? That sword is even more helping? After all, it's the same as the sword in Tianjian Mountain." I said in thought.
"What Tianjian Mountain... that sword... works less... it's imitated to make a scabbard... all the answers are on the scabbard..." The woman's tone of speaking was still not very natural, but the upper language was transformed into lower language. For us, she was equivalent to using a lot of words to explain the meaning of a word. This complicated speaking style certainly made her feel uncomfortable.
But she seemed very patient, and every ups and downs of every sentence remained, but she was slowly getting used to the tone of our speaking.
"Imitation...what?" I asked curiously.
"Imitate the Heavenly Sword you mentioned... Seal this sword..." the woman repeated.
"Sword, sharp weapon, sheath, hidden weapon." My face changed suddenly. This is indeed very reasonable. Although the pronunciation is the same, sharpness and seal are different. In a sense, the scabbard is indeed an object that seals the sword! So I asked quickly: "Are you saying that the scabbard hides the secret of the sealing Heavenly Sword!?"
"That's right." The woman finally showed a gratified smile.
"Who are you? Why did you appear here? Who am I? What does this reboot of fate mean? Are you waiting for me?" I asked in surprise.
"I... am not waiting for you, but I am unwilling to leave here, so I... sleep here, and when this world is in full swing, I wake me up from my dream..." The woman's ability to adapt to language in this world was amazing, and she quickly spoke very smoothly, and expressed her meaning that she wanted to express.
I thought of the grass that grew before, but I didn't expect it to cause this change.
"So that's it. But the space here is closed. If I had not broken the boundary and entered, I'm afraid that countless generations would have passed, or the sword of heaven raged the world, no one would have found this place..." I smiled bitterly.
"You don't have to worry about this... If it's a link of fate, there will be an opportunity to be linked.... If no one... finds this, it can only be said that it's not time to answer..." The woman said slowly.
I didn't even have room to refute this. After all, according to her statement, it could explain everything that was natural or anything that could not be answered!
"Since it is a link of fate, who am I?" I asked.
"You are neither him nor anyone, you are you, who can you be?" the woman asked.
I looked at her in shock. It was indeed very difficult to talk to ancient people. However, after she said this, I liked it very much, at least it was not a man who had to copy my fate, so I asked, "Then what should I do?"
"Seal the Heavenly Sword you mentioned." The woman said without hesitation.
I nodded. This is reasonable. Even if she doesn't say it, I will do it, but it's okay to ask some things now: "Senior, who is your master?"
"My master? I don't have a master...Who is your master?" The woman asked me curiously. When this question asked, I probably felt that my era might be a slave society.
I smiled awkwardly, pointed to the ground and said, "Who is the owner here?"
"Haha, what are you trying to ask?" The woman looked surprised, probably already feeling that I was a little rude.
"It's the owner of this tripod." I thought about it and quickly took out the boundary tripod. At first glance, this thing really has the prototype of the Qingtian tripod, but the ancient characters and logo patterns are obviously different.
The woman had such an expression on her face, but she quickly said, "I can't say... you don't have to know who he is. What you have to do... is to take me back the scabbard and seal the heavenly sword you mentioned...that's all..."
I thought to myself that this girl was straightforward, but she kept looking at me, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.
It seemed that I knew I noticed this, so she disappeared soon. I quickly turned around and searched, and called 'Miss' a few times, but the other party refused at all.
I thought it was too obvious that it was not her but me who looked at the other party, so she left shyly. I could only stop looking for her for the time being and looked at Jean Wei. Everyone had finished commemorating them, and I also took away all the storage bags and other things on Jean Mu's body.
Of course, the friends will not come out of the space for the time being. At least I have to ask about the situation outside Xijun. When I learned that I was fighting in Tianjian City, of course I did not let everyone out, but rushed out first, at least when there was nothing outside, I would let everyone out!
Chapter completed!