It has to be said that although Tiannu still needs to work hard on her painting skills and can barely say that she has a promising future, her cooking skills are quite exquisite, and it seems to contain some special materials, even if it requires a lot of energy at the moment.
Wei Yuan, you can feel your body satisfied after eating.
The black cats only dared to vent their anger at Wei Yuan behind Jue's back.
When the girl turns her head, she will look cute and harmless.
Once Jue looked away, he would glare at Wei Yuan who was enjoying the meal, and the hair on his back would explode.
In the end, Jue took her paintings with her and said goodbye with satisfaction.
The black cat was so angry that it itched its teeth, but was persuaded by Wei Yuan with the fish meat from the Huai River of the Gods, so it had no choice but to lie angrily on the high wooden frame with its tail hanging down. Wei Yuan exhaled and motioned for Su Yu'er and him to enter the quiet room and closed the door.
After closing it, Wei Yuan took out the bronze tripod with complicated patterns from his sleeve.
Place gently on the table.
Su Yu'er's eyes became complicated the moment she noticed the bronze tripod.
Wei Yuan looked at Su Yu'er's expression and didn't say much. He just briefly explained what he had experienced before. He explained that the soul of a sorcerer from the Shang Dynasty was sealed in the bronze tripod. It was this soul that deliberately guided and created the tragedy of Zhou Zichang.
, and then let him attack people with the blood of the Witch Clan.
After a pause in his voice, Wei Yuan said, "I heard that blood sacrifices were still practiced during the Shang Dynasty."
"I'm afraid it was Shang King Di Xin who used the soul sacrificial vessel of the sorcerer from the Wuxian Kingdom to trap his true spirit in this bronze tripod for two to three thousand years."
"Do you want to meet Wu Xuan?"
Su Yuer nodded with a complicated expression.
Wei Yuan raised his hand, dispelling the ghost exorcism and letting Wu Xuan's soul reappear.
This descendant of the Wu Xian Kingdom appeared in the museum. He was at a loss at first, and then his soul and body were tense. There was fear, anger, and unwillingness. He looked around and saw Wei Yuan. He subconsciously took half a step back, and immediately saw a man in a simple dress.
Su Yu'er, who was wearing clothes but still couldn't hide her appearance, couldn't help but froze when she saw the nine-tailed shadow faintly behind her.
Wu Xuan almost instinctively knelt down and kowtowed: "I have seen the princess..."
"I wonder where the king is?"
After a slight pause in his voice, Wu Xuan remembered that this was no longer the world of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. The Zhou Dynasty had been destroyed for more than two thousand years, let alone the Shang Dynasty. His expression changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head as if he had seen a ghost, and looked at the
Su Yu'er, who was exactly the same in her distant memory, looked at Wei Yuan next to her, as if she were in a dream, she was at a loss for a long time, and said in disbelief:
"You guys, how is that possible?"
"Who the hell are you?!"
"Is this still Chaoge? Is everything just a dream?"
A civil servant at the end of the Five Emperors period, and a princess at the end of the Yin and Shang Dynasties.
The appearance of such characters in this era, and their gathering together, had a huge impact on Wu Xuan, who had managed to survive in this era. Seeing that Wu Xuan was a little distracted because of seeing Su Yu'er, Wei Yuan reached out and planned to capture him again.
Xuan suddenly shrank and planned to take the opportunity to escape.
But he just ran out and passed through the door with the help of his soul body. He saw the soul of the Qi family soldier sharpening his knife outside the door, the water ghost lying there sucking Coke, the strange red shoes dancing, and so on.
To the exotic beasts of the mountains and seas lazily licking their claws.
Wu Xuan couldn't help but pause in his steps.
A group of guys turned their heads and looked at Wu Xuan.
The soldiers of the Qi family raised their swords.
The black cat-like expression was not good at raising its white right paw, its flesh pads opened, and five sharp claws with barbs popped out.
The water ghost opened his mouth and let out a cola-flavored burp.
Wu Xuan's thoughts were stagnant. What kind of ghost place is this place? How come all the creatures, ghosts, ghosts with a hint of incense and sacrificial atmosphere, and humans are all here?! He only felt that his scalp was numb, and then his scalp was really numb.
Feeling numb, a hand stretched out from behind the open door, clasped Wu Xuan's head, dragged him back, and closed the door smoothly.
Wei Yuan grabbed Wu Xuan directly, squeezed the ball of soul into a ball with the accumulated force in his palm, stuffed it directly into the bottle, and sealed it with a talisman. He exhaled and planned to leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to go to Qingqiu in person.
The country, send the soul of Wu Xuan to Nvjiao.
After completing all this, Wei Yuan saw that Su Yu'er's face looked slightly strange and he was stunned.
He didn't say anything more, just thought about it, and went out to get the Shang Wang Bronze Lord. When this ancient artifact saw the Danniao Bronze Cauldron, he was startled spiritually, and couldn't help but lost his voice: "This, this is
, the bronze vessel that contained Wu Xian’s medicine?”
"Where did you get it?"
Wei Yuan replied seriously:
"I met an old friend. He was very enthusiastic and happy to see me. He gave me something."
King Bronze Lord of Shang: “…………”
Wei Yuan joked and put the Shang Wang Bronze Lord and the Danniao Bronze Cauldron together. Sure enough, the two bronzes began to heat up, but there were no map patterns on the back of the bronzes like the last time. Wei Yuan pondered.
He got down, looked at Su Yuer, and said:
"Miss Su, can you lend me your bronze sword?"
Su Yuer came back to her senses, was silent for a moment, and took off the bronze dagger from her waist.
The sword body is simple, with exquisite lines and a pattern of flapping black birds.
She handed the sword to Wei Yuan, who thanked him and placed the sword in the middle of the three bronze swords. When the sword was put down, the Bronze Lord and Bronze Tripod of King Shang, who were still in a calm state, both slowly
The streamer lights up, and then the three-sword bronze vessel floats directly in the air, its lines glowing, as if the lines on it are coming to life.
With the final resonance, the lines of the Three Swords bronzeware separated from themselves.
The light overflows and flows continuously, illuminating the room brightly.
Finally, these lines were combined in the void and turned into a incomplete map. In the center of the map was a magnificent city with the words "Chao Ge" on it, but at least half of it was incomplete, making this map completely unusable.
.
Sure enough, it was a map of Chaoge City, or in other words, the real location of Chaoge.
Wei Yuan looked at the bronze dagger, thoughtfully.
It seems that the map is hidden in the bronzes, but only enough bronzes were collected. Without the Shang Dynasty dagger that Su Yuer carried close to her body, the bronzes could not resonate and reveal the map.
It can even be guessed that even if the map is obtained through other means, as long as this sword is missing, it will still be blocked.
Then contact Su Yuer, who has exactly the same appearance as the legendary Daji.
What lurks behind it is probably something as heavy as immortality...
Wei Yuan's five fingers stretched out slightly, the flowing wind overflowed, and the three bronze vessels fell separately. The map that was previously composed purely of flowing light also dissipated. The Shang King's Bronze Jue Zhenling seemed to have drunk too much. He was so dizzy that he could not speak.
Su Yu'er, on the other hand, was uneasy.
Wei Yuan picked up the dagger and handed it over.
Su Yu'er didn't answer.
She looked at Wei Yuan and said, "Master Wei, do you understand the Taoist altar?"
Wei Yuan looked at her, slightly surprised, nodded and replied:
"I know a little."
Su Yu'er bit her lip lightly with her teeth and said: "So... Master Wei, can you try using these bronze vessels to cast a spell? Take a look at where these three artifacts and the map will eventually lead...
"
"I really want to know."
Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and saw Su Yu'er's expression. Taking into account the relationship between Nvjiao and being a little curious, he nodded and agreed. He checked the information on the way back to Quan City and excavated from ancient times.
Judging from the records on the bronze inscriptions, King Wu's battle to defeat Zhou only took one day.
What made Wei Yuan's heart sink a little was that that year was also the Year of Jiazi.
King Wu was recruiting merchants, but only Jiazi Dynasty, Sui Ding, and Kehun Su had merchants.
If you are in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous.
Will there be any contact?
With the doubts in his heart, Wei Yuan quickly made preparations in advance. In order to maximize the effectiveness of the altar, this time he tried his best to restore everything needed for the altar, and finally laid out the right plan to summon gods and ghosts.
A Dharma altar is supported by a talisman, stepping on Yu steps, holding Zhang Daoling's Dharma sword, and opening the altar.
As the spell was cast, the red jar on the back of the hand lit up, and the three bronze vessels glowed.
Obviously the altar has shown its effect.
But that was all, and it failed to produce any further effects. Wei Yuan held the magical sword, but relying on the "power of heaven" that overcame China, he faintly felt a distant and ethereal feeling, but he was extremely weak and unable to
Grasp, elusive.
At this moment, Su Yu'er pursed her lips, took a step forward, and walked into the altar.
Then he grabbed the bronze sword and flicked it on his finger.
A drop of blood fell into the altar.
The wind on the ground seemed to have fulfilled the last part of the demand, and the magic power on the altar suddenly fluctuated violently. That is, Wei Yuan was able to suppress it with the Red Jug of Destiny on the back of his hand, preventing the altar from shattering on the spot. Then, Wei Yuan grasped the
The place of induction.
The magic sword in his hand waved and pointed at the bowl of water above the altar.
There were waves on the water.
Immediately, Wei Yuan saw a blurry picture appearing on the water. In the picture presented by the water, there were towering altars, layers of steps, and illusory people wearing simple clothes kneeling down to pray.
Singing songs flowed out, which was definitely not a modern language.
Wei Yuan could barely decipher some of the characters because of the Bronze Lord of Shang King.
"Worship the Lord above and below."
In the Zhou Dynasty, when worshiping God Haotian, Heaven was the god; but in the Shang Dynasty, this was not the case.
Yuan's thoughts turned and he recognized the true appearance of these people.
This is the remnant soul. It is the remnant soul of the Shang Dynasty people in Chaoge.
But when his eyes moved, he saw that among the illusory figures, there were sometimes real people mixed in.
Men or women, old or young, are all following these souls and worshiping the existence in the middle.
It's vast, majestic yet desolate.
When one of the young men bowed down, he seemed to see Wei Yuan and Su Yu'er through what they were praying for. His movements froze for a moment, his eyes shone with light, and he immediately bowed down with unprecedented sincerity and piety, shouting loudly
Sing.
Worship to God...
All hope for mercy!
Worship to God...
Have mercy on my people.
At this time, the Red Urn of Destiny on the back of Wei Yuan's hand was almost burning. Wei Yuan groaned and could no longer hold the magic sword in his hand. The long sword from the Ancestral Master flew out directly and was stuck upside down in the wall.
On the altar, there was a tremor and a buzzing sound. The water bowl on the altar shattered and turned into mist. The table that served as the altar was broken in half and fell to the ground with a crash.
Wei Yuan held his palm, while Su Yu'er was stunned and fell into silence.
That was Chaoge City, and the sacrificial altar was no stranger to it. Wei Yuan had seen it before in the painting of the Danniao Bronze Cauldron.
It's just that in the scene glimpsed from the bronze tripod, all the people prostrating themselves are people.
Now it has become a mixture of remnant soul and human being.
During the Age of Gods, the Chinese race has been passed down from generation to generation?
Wei Yuan felt absurd and unbelievable in his heart.
What did Di Xin do in the end?
PS: Today’s second update...the moderation chapter, 3,400 words, thank you for the stinky reward of being smoked to death, thank you very much~
It can be regarded as a success in maintaining a regular schedule...