Eight hundred and eleventh chapter Phoenix inheritor
Hearing Su Hui say that there were words in the book, Jiang Han immediately flipped through the book from beginning to end, but he still didn't see a single word, and he couldn't help but frown and be filled with doubts.
"Let me have a look." A person next to him reached out and took the scroll from Jiang Han's hand. He held it in his hand and flipped through it. Then he frowned and said, "There are indeed no words."
He cast a questioning look at Su Hui, as if to ask again: "Are you kidding us?"
"There are really words." Su Hui insisted that there were words in the book.
But both Jiang Han and the man said that there were no words in the book, which made him doubt himself, so he reached out and took the scroll from the man's hand and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.
puff!
After just one glance, Su Hui's energy and blood surged, and he vomited blood.
Wow——
The book fell to the ground.
Except for Su Hui, the dozen or so people around him all looked at the scroll curiously, only to see that the yellowed paper was completely empty, with no words anywhere.
"Weird! Weird!" One person stroked his goatee and shouted, "Is it possible that only the prince can read the words in this book?"
"I don't dare to read it anymore." Su Hui waved his hands in fear, "If I read it again, I will become the first prince in history to read a book and be killed by a book."
He said this, but in his heart he wanted to put the book in his pocket, because he felt that the book was definitely extraordinary, so he winked at Jiang Han.
Jiang Han received the instruction and was about to step forward to pick up the book. Zhou Jianlai suddenly stepped forward, bowed and picked up the book from the ground, and said, "Let me take a look."
He didn't mean to grab the book from Su Hui, it was just a coincidence.
Zhou Jianlai couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed after picking up the book, because he suddenly found that he only had one hand and it was difficult to read it.
It's not that he is too big-hearted to remember that he only has one arm, but because he has barely read a book since losing his arm, so this is the first time he encounters this embarrassing problem.
After being awkwardly stunned for a moment while holding the book, his eyes fell on the futon, so he stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the futon, then put the book on his lap and freed his hands to read.
After turning only one page, Zhou Jianlai's eyes fell into the yellowed pages.
He saw that there were indeed words in the book.
It was a type of character that he had never seen before. At first glance, he didn't recognize any of the characters, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to recognize one or two of the characters. However, he couldn't pronounce it when he asked what the character was.
It was half-recognized, half-understood, half-understood, which made him feel obscure and profound, but he couldn't extricate himself from it, because he saw the way of swordsmanship in the words that he could both understand and not understand.
As for the mighty power that Su Hui mentioned, he didn't feel it at all. Instead, he felt that the sword energy was powerful and domineering.
Seeing Zhou Jianlai's expression, people around him knew that he had seen the words in the book without asking. Not only did he see it, but he also gained a lot.
They suddenly realized it at the same time and thought to themselves: "It turns out that the secret of making the words appear on the book lies on the futon."
At this thought, many of them couldn't help but sigh in annoyance, feeling that they were too stupid and had missed a big opportunity.
"Let's find a place to practice." Su Hui said to Jiang Han.
The scroll has fallen into Zhou Jianlai's hands. It's hard for him to ask for it, so he can only give it up.
After a while, the entire hall became quiet, and everyone entered a state of selfless cultivation.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of their cemetery, other cemeteries were as peaceful as ever, with nothing weird happening.
Qi Yoyo looked at her tombstone and became worried again, because more than half of the third character had been engraved on it, so she could tell that it was the character "兵".
She couldn't tell the difference between Zhang Xiaozu and Zhang Xiaobing, and she wasn't sure whether Zhang Xiaozu deliberately carved the last word into the word "bing".
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"I don't know where the pawn went?" Niu Dawa looked at the name carved by Zhang Xiaopeng on the ground, frowned and said worriedly.
They woke up early in the morning and did not see Zhang Xiaozu's figure, but the name Zhang Xiaozu had carved on the ground at night was still there. This made them feel as if Zhang Xiaozu had disappeared out of thin air, and they had a bad feeling.
"Isn't he going to find Shen Weiran?" Zhang Xiaobing worriedly asked, "He was afraid that we would be worried, so he left secretly without telling us."
"Probably not." Niu Dawa shook his head and said, "If he goes to find Shen Weiran, he will definitely tell me in advance and leave without saying a word. This is not a pawn's style."
"No need to worry, he has superb fighting strength and will not be in danger." Butcher Zhang waved his hand and said.
After he finished speaking, his face suddenly turned pale, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?" Niu Dawa was startled and asked eagerly.
"I -" Butcher Zhang opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly he vomited blood, held his head and screamed, then closed his eyes and passed out.
The change happened so fast that Niu Dawa, Jin Zhihui and Zhang Xiaobing had no time to react.
"Old man!" Niu Dawa exclaimed and flew towards Butcher Zhang, hurriedly checking his physical condition.
When he discovered that Zhang Butcher's Qi Hai had not opened up, he was instantly shocked and asked Jin Zhihui and Zhang Xiaobing: "Have you seen how many of the old man's names have been engraved in the past few mornings?"
When the two girls heard this, they both looked startled. Then they realized that they had not seen the name engraved by the old man for several days. When they woke up every day, the old man was already awake and had already erased the name on the ground.
"I haven't seen the name engraved by the old man for several days."
"Me too."
The two women answered one after another.
Niu Dawa looked bitter and said: "The old man may have been lying to us. His Qi Sea has not been opened yet, and his cultivation should have been stuck in the Zhanmen realm.
With such a low level of cultivation, his old man's name is probably almost finished, or has already been carved."
"What...what can we do about this?!" After listening to Niu Dawa's story, the two girls were frightened and anxious, and they were confused for a moment.
Niu Dawa thought of the scene where Butcher Zhang held his head and screamed, and felt that there was something wrong with his soul, so he sneaked a ray of green divine power into Butcher Zhang's brows, and after checking it, he broke into a cold sweat.
He found that Butcher Zhang's soul seemed to have suffered some terrible attack and was broken into several pieces.
Niu Dawa stood up suddenly and looked around sharply, wondering if it was someone hiding nearby who secretly killed Butcher Zhang, but he looked around and found no suspicious person.
In the end, I can only suspect that it has something to do with the tombstone.
"Let's wait until the pawn comes back." Niu Dawa said, suppressing the grief in her heart.
In his opinion, with Butcher Zhang's soul shattered like that, it was already very dangerous.
"Pray to God for blessings, so that the old man can turn his adversity into good fortune." Jin Zhihui prayed with her hands clasped together.
Niu Dawa fed Butcher Zhang a mouthful of fresh flaming heart fruit, temporarily holding his breath away.
Then he set his sights on the small red earth island at the bottom of the valley, knowing that there was only one way to save Butcher Zhang, which was to board the island to look for Wutong Tears.
But he couldn't do it by himself. Someone had to cooperate with him and help him attract the attention of the dragon in the magma, so he could only wait for Zhang Xiaopou to come back.
However, the three of them guarded Butcher Zhang and waited for more than two hours, but Zhang Xiaopeng still did not come back.
At noon, there was a sudden noise in the distance. Niu Dawa heard the sound and looked around, and saw a large group of people, as many as seven or eight hundred, coming from the top of the mountain in the distance.
Niu Dawa was startled, thinking that the people who came to tell the world were coming to kill again, but from a distance he saw that there was no fight, and the group of people who came up the mountain were dressed in messy clothes, so he knew that those who came were not the people from the world, so he started
Not in the mood to continue paying attention.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Niu——"
After about a cup of tea, Zhou Dashan ran over quickly. From his anxious and solemn look, it was clear that something bad must have happened.
"What's wrong?" Niu Dawa stood up and took a few steps forward.
"A group of casual cultivators came up over there, and there was a powerful inheritor among them. According to him, he inherited the power of the Phoenix, and it was the Phoenix that summoned him to our valley." Zhou Dashan responded.
Niu Dawa's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he frowned and asked, "What unreasonable conditions did he put forward? Does he want to drive us out of the valley?"
"That's not true." Zhou Dashan shook his head.
"Then why do you look like something bad is happening?" Niu Dawa asked in confusion.
Zhou Dashan scratched his head and said: "I am worried for you two young masters, because I am afraid that the inheritor will compete with you for the Phoenix Demon Pill and Wutong Tears. He has inherited the power of the Phoenix, and he will have an innate advantage in fighting for it."
As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked: "Do you want to organize people to drive them down the mountain?"
"I'm afraid this is not good, right? After all, we are all casual cultivators, so we should help each other." Niu Dawa looked embarrassed.
But just by saying these words, it already indicated that he had the idea of driving the other party away. The implication was to ask Zhou Dashan to find a reasonable reason for him.
Wutong Tears and the others are determined to win. One more inheritor in the valley means one more competitor and one more uncertainty. Therefore, it would be best if they could drive away the inheritor who came.
"We have defended this valley, why should we let them enjoy the benefits? As long as you nod your head, I will take care of the rest," Zhou Dashan said.
"Keep your balance and don't do anything if you can." Niu Dawa nodded.
"Don't worry, there are only more than 700 of them, they will definitely not dare to fight us. If they dare to fight, we will destroy them.
Isn’t he the inheritor? We have two young masters like you, so why are we afraid that he will fail?” Zhou Dashan sneered.
As he said that, he looked behind Niu Dawa and asked, "Where is Mr. Zhang? Isn't he here?"
"My brother came down the mountain for something," Niu Dawa said.
"What's wrong with Mr. Zhang? Are you sick?" Zhou Dashan saw Butcher Zhang lying on the ground and immediately asked with concern.
"I'm getting older and a little tired." Niu Dawa didn't want to discuss this issue further, so he changed the subject and asked casually: "Where is that inheritor from?"
"It seems that he is from Qingzhou, too." Zhou Dashan replied.
"Oh? What's your name?" Niu Dawa asked curiously when she heard that the other party was also from Qingzhou.
"I heard him mention it, and it seemed like he was called Yuwen or something... Then I remembered, his name was Yuwenrui."
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