N-M Chapter 3222
Chapter 3222
Chapter 3222
The Maoshan disciples below all stared at Tang Sanzang angrily, thinking that Tang Sanzang killed their master.
A direct descendant of the sixth ancestor yelled in grief, "You thief monk, you don't eat fast and chant Buddha in the monastery, but you come here to kill my ancestors, I will fight you!"
He wrapped a sword with a talisman, and stabbed Tang Sanzang with a swipe in the air.
Tang Sanzang turned his wrist and raised his hand to pat the front.
With a bang, a huge gust of air shook the disciple to retreat backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
Tang Sanzang put his hands together and preached, "The five declines of heaven and man, even immortals will perish. The primordial spirit in your ancestor's body has long been impure, and it is already in the late stage of five declines of heaven and man. It is not my fault that it just disappeared naturally. "
"You're still quibbling!"
"It's obviously you!"
"You monk is too deceitful!"
"My family's ancestor is obviously in his prime, why did the five declines?"
"..."
A group of Mao family disciples would not listen to what they said, they all cursed, but they didn't dare to go forward to fight again.
Tang Sanzang stopped explaining to them, turned the prayer beads in his hands, closed his eyes and meditated.
Song Yuchan and several others signaled, and entered from the roof of the attic.
It took a lot of time to come here, so how can I return something if I don’t go along with it.
She asked Yan Qing, "When the ancestor died just now, are you sure that Na Jie entered here?"
Yan Qing nodded. After listening to Song Yuchan's explanation just now, several people's eyes were fixed on Na Jie.
He was sure that the ring had entered the tower, so he went down to look for it together.
The top floor of the Treasure Pavilion is full of stone inscriptions, which are placed in different areas.
The characters on the inscription are not ordinary characters, but inscriptions used by Taoists.
This is not like an inscription, but more like a spell carved in stone.
She and Yan Qing wondered, "Why are these spells engraved on stones?"
Yan Qing touched the stele, and analyzed with her, "These stones are probably not the current things, nor are they owned by a sect, but they were smashed out from various caves."
The edges of these steles are not smooth, as if they were carved out of stone walls.
Song Yuchan stared at the runes and said in amazement, "So, these runes are all left when the spell masters comprehended the way of runes?"
"Most likely!"
Yan Qing looked at these inscriptions, as if he had never seen the words before, and it seemed that they had been around for a long time.
Some are hieroglyphs, more like the early human writing.
Song Yuchan raised her hand and put all these inscriptions into her ring.
Yan Qing was speechless and said, "What do you want this for? You don't know spells."
Song Yuchan pursed her lips and said, "It's a pity to put such a good thing here. This girl will help me put it away, take it back and study it carefully."
Their Liangshan Island has a special school of talismans and seals.
The elder in the door is good at runes, and she wants to take them back to study with everyone, maybe she can find some ancient runes.
Talismans are a kind of secret text for practitioners to explore the way of heaven. The runes hide the laws of the way of heaven and can even arouse the power of the way of heaven.
Although Song Yuchan is not very proficient in spells, she also knows the power of this thing.
She went around the top floor and put all the hundreds of steles collected here into the ring.
Wang Chengzhi secretly admired him from behind, and finally knew why the leader favored this little uncle.
This virtue is almost in line with the leader.
After they went down with Song Yuchan, all the collections on this floor were papers.
Papers of various colors and materials are hung on this floor.
Song Yuchan touched it, and some of the paper was very rough, as if it was made of cotton and linen.
Some are smooth and feel like satin.
Some are thin like cicada wings, and some are like quilts.
There are written introductions on the front of these papers, all of which are about the production methods of these papers.
Yan Qing looked at it for a while, and introduced to Song Yuchan, "All the talisman papers here are researched by the Mao family. The materials are different and the production methods are also different. According to the category, there are hundreds of kinds here."
Song Yuchan asked him, "Are these considered treasures?"
Yan Qing thought for a while and said, "That's right! Although folk papermaking is very developed, it is different from talisman paper. This kind of talisman paper that can carry spiritual power is made of special materials."
Holding a talisman paper made of golden yellow fabric, he introduced it to Song Yuchan, "Look at this, this one is made of soft golden thread. The texture is tough and soft, and it won't break if you tear it by hand."
Song Yuchan is not interested in these, as long as it is a baby.
She took them all away as usual, as if bandits entered the village and left nothing behind.
Together, they went down to look for the ancestor's ring, and the lower floors were full of magic weapons and ancient books collected by the Mao family.
Song Yuchan also accepted these things correctly.
In her eyes, no matter how broken things are taken out, they can be exchanged for a few spirit stones, which is full of the face of a profiteer.
Even if Wang Chengzhi was helping to pack these things, he felt ashamed of this little uncle's actions.
You said you moved the books as soon as you moved them, but she even moved the bookshelves of other people's books.
He also said that it was neatly placed in the ring and not messy.
Next to an inkstone on the desk on the first floor, they finally found the ring that the ancestor of the Mao family had lost just now.
Na Jie stopped beside him, as if he was purposely leading them over.
Song Yuchan stared at the inkstone and sized it up first, then probed it with her spiritual sense, but found nothing special.
She raised her hand to pick up Najie, and asked Najie, "You brought us here because you want us to take this inkstone away?"
Wang Chengzhi covered his face and thought to himself, my uncle, can we have some face?
They flew over and just wanted to leave it for their children and grandchildren, who told you to take it away?
Yan Qing put her finger into the inkstone, touched the ink inside, immediately raised her finger and said, "This inkstone is not simple."
This is the middle of the main hall on the first floor. The inkstone is placed on the desk, and there are some brushes hanging beside it. There are unfinished spells on the table, which seem to be frequently used things.
Song Yuchan asked curiously, "Why isn't it simple?"
Yan Qing signaled, "You can touch the ink with your hands, the ink is full of yang energy, as hot as coals."
"is it?"
Song Yuchan stretched out her hand and touched it, a hot feeling spread to her finger, she immediately raised her finger in surprise, fiddled with the black oil that hadn't dried up and said curiously, "It's strange, how does this thing look like it's been heated ?”
Yan Qing held the inkstone and took a closer look, observing the material of the inkstone and said, "I read a book on refining equipment in our library before, which contains a special introduction to refining materials. Among them, there is a kind of stone called The Divine Stone of Taihua has extremely strong yang energy on it, which can be used to deter evil things. The yang energy on this inkstone is full of yang energy, could it be this kind of divine stone?"
"That must be a baby too?"
Song Yuchan was pleasantly surprised, "No wonder this Najie ran here. It may be that the fragments of the old man's consciousness did not want to let go of the inkstone, so in the end he let this Najie stay next to the inkstone!"
"That's it!"
"possible!"
"..."
Everyone agreed and agreed with Song Yuchan's guess.
Everyone has their own hobbies, and so do immortals.
If you liked something during your lifetime, you will find a way to accompany this thing after your death.
(End of this chapter)