After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 294 The source of the secret medicine

  The invisible undercurrent pushes it, slowly drifting out.

  The lake became a frozen river in the distance.

  Sun Fuling grabbed him and ran up to the nearest high bridge, and there were many people standing on the bridge.

  From here overlooking the dimly lit lake, only the crystal clear lotus petals of small lamps reflect the candlelight, shining warmly.

  People who see this lamp by the lake will also stop silently and pray softly.

  He Lingchuan turned around and saw three or four lotus lanterns floating on the river, all of which were enshrined in the thoughts of living people.

  Sun Fuling also clasped his hands together, prayed softly, and was as devout as the others.

  These lotus lanterns can only be burned until they flow out of Panlong City, and after that, they will be handed over to the thousands of mountains and rivers on the Chipa Plateau.

   people are the same.

   "After the lights are turned on, let's put this matter aside." Sun Fuling's words are very solid, "The dead are dead, and the living have to work hard."

  In the future, there will be no less chances for them to come here to put lights on.

   Look away earlier, less hurt.

  After the lotus lantern drifted away, He Lingchuan whispered to Sun Fuling again: "Let's go back."

"Um."

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  After opening his eyes, He Lingchuan stared blankly at the ceiling for a while.

   This time he stayed in the dream for a longer time, a full seven days. He even fell asleep twice in the middle, thinking that he would wake up in reality, but he didn't.

  These seven days have been comfortable and fulfilling. Apart from pondering the secret scrolls of the golden-armored bronze figure, practicing **** archery, and chatting with Sun Fuling.

  After getting acquainted with her better, this girl didn't bother to leave the door any more, she often lay down on the wall to talk to him, and when she came to take care of Sparrowhawk, she also jumped over the low wall with a single hand, and her skills were quite neat.

   But eating has become a big problem. Sun Fuling keeps his words and deeds, and if he says he can't cook, he really can't. Both of them are masters who open their mouths when they come to eat, so they had to go out to look for food together.

   It sounds like the relationship between ears and temples is changing rapidly, but He Lingchuan can't feel this kind of happiness, because Sun Fuling doesn't care that he is on winter vacation, and often grabs him to do something that both humans and gods hate:

   Make up lessons!

  His progress in learning the ancient Immortal language was too slow, Master Sun expressed his dissatisfaction, and even arranged a quiz for him.

   It was detected that those words all became tadpoles, swimming around in his mind.

   His dislike of reading is engraved in his subconscious mind, and it will not change just because he has changed his body or changed his world.

   So much so that when Liu Tong came to inform him of his mission, He Lingchuan seemed to be pardoned.

  After opening his eyes, He Lingchuan couldn't distinguish between dream and reality for a while, but the voice of people outside Ma Ming came to his ears, reminding him that he was in the military camp at the moment.

  Why the time in the dream is getting longer and longer, is it because the Floating Knife has been repaired?

  He Lingchuan sat up and rubbed his face, when the guard came to report:

   "Elder Liang is here."

  He Lingchuan Daqi, Elder Liang of Chuanyun Pavilion has always been polite and indifferent to him. In addition, this person himself practiced a shut-up spell. He doesn't like to talk when he is killed. He can only stare when he sees people. What do you want to do now?

  He had just finished packing when Elder Liang entered the tent.

   After the two parties met, the apprentice of Elder Liang spoke on behalf of the teacher:

   "Master He, my master wants to discuss something with you."

  The guards ran to boil the water, He Lingchuan looked sleepy, nodded and said: "Please tell me."

  Unexpectedly, Elder Liang's apprentice took out a folded letterhead and handed it out with both hands: "I can't explain clearly in a few words. My teacher wrote it in writing. Please read it."

Oh? Or a tirade?

  He Lingchuan took the letter paper and unfolded it, and after a few glances, he was engrossed.

  Elder Liang went to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, and today he came here just for the strange red medicine in He Lingchuan's hands. Yesterday, the medicine ape Lingguang only tested a drop of the liquid medicine, and it gave birth to a strange-shaped sycamore tree. In the end, the two sides of the river were full of swords and swords.

  Elder Liang was silent, but he saw it all the time, and he became obsessed with this drug, and wanted to ask for a few drops to go back and test it.

Coincidentally, he had just fought against Dong Rui's monster puppet, and the ghost ape left a deep impression on him. In addition to the sudden incident last night—then Elder Liang mentioned in his letter that Dong Rui's monster puppet and the ancient secrets One of the recorded monsters is very similar.

   This kind of monster is called a beast.

  Speaking of it, Chuanyun Pavilion has a long history. It can be traced back to the Qingyun Sect in ancient times. After the cataclysm of heaven and earth, the Immortal Sect became weaker day by day, and the Qingyun Sect inevitably declined, and finally split into several Taoist sects, and Chuanyun Pavilion was one of them.

  So, although Chuanyun Pavilion is only deeply cultivating Xiazhou now, its ancestors are big schools with history, tradition, and background. Although the thin aura has corroded most of the family treasures, a few volumes of ancient and medieval classics have been preserved intact to this day.

   It really doesn’t work, just copy a few copies.

  The ancient secret volume mentioned by Elder Liang is "Lanshan Weiwenlu", the author is an elder before the Qingyun sect split, and it has been 2,700 years. He recorded the several difficult battles he participated in, and the two most important battles took place near Lanshan Mountain, which is located in today's Xianyou Kingdom.

  The period from the catastrophe of heaven and earth to the complete disappearance of immortals is called the Middle Ages.

  After the demon left the human world, the world has been peaceful for more than two hundred years.

  It's a pity that the good times don't last long, and there are demons making waves everywhere, not only devouring the people at will, but also ambushing the children of the fairy family. Many powerful descendants were slaughtered.

   Xianzong was of course very annoyed, and fought with the Yaozu.

  The monster clan repeatedly complained that those cubs who caused disasters everywhere were not sent out by us.

  Where is Xianzong willing to listen?

   How many monsters are good-tempered, and they must fight back if they are beaten too much. So the two brothers who joined forces to defend against the enemy in ancient times turned their faces when they said they turned their faces.

  However, the immortals also came back to it later. Those strange beasts with the same strange abilities and appearance that they killed, although they also had various powers, did not seem to be like the monsters and natives in the world.

  At the very least, the IQ can't keep up, and it's almost impossible to communicate normally.

   A monster whose intelligence is not yet developed, can it still be a monster?

   Digging deeper, the differences between these monsters became more and more obvious, so people gave it a new name:

  鬾 beast.

  It's a pity that the relationship between Xianzong and Yaozu can't return to the past at this time, and the two sides have to compete for the increasingly scarce spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so the gap simply developed into hatred, adding one blood debt after another.

The author of this set of secret scrolls personally fought with the beasts and dissected no less than a hundred beasts. Finally, he put forward a new inference based on previous research: these monsters are transformed monsters, and the most important medicine in the process Still from Omen.

   is the secret medicine left by the demon, which causes unpredictable changes in the body of the monster.

   And Qing Yunzong also captured several beast makers, and they were all devout believers instructed by the demon.

   That is to say, although the demon has left, it still casts a shadow on this world.

   Later, with the encirclement and suppression of the two clans of fairy and demon, and as time passed, the number of beasts became less and less, and finally basically disappeared from the long river of history.

  Seeing this, He Lingchuan raised his head and asked Elder Liang: "Do you want five drops of potion?"

   "Exactly, and Director He has also approved it."

  He Lingchuan said with a smile: "This is my trophy, and my father has no right to dispose of it. But if Elder Liang is willing to find me a beast soul and help me solve my doubts, I am still very happy to share it."

  Elder Liang agreed with almost no hesitation.

  He Lingchuan continued to ask: "Do you think that the medicine in Dong Rui's hand is the secret medicine of the Heavenly Demon?"

  Elder Liang nodded.

   "But the puppet he refined is not comparable to the medieval beast, right? At most it is a weakened version." He Lingchuan had never seen the medieval beast, but there were still immortals at that time. Things that even immortals may not be able to do, why can't they be better than Dong Rui's monster puppet?

  Elder Liang made gestures and strokes, and the disciple translated:

   "Even if it is a heavenly demon secret medicine, if it is kept for more than two thousand years, its effectiveness may also decrease."

  Does it mean that the potion has been stored for too long and has expired? Well, it's very scientific and makes sense.

  Elder Liang went on to say: "In the Middle Ages, the aura declined, and the beasts should also be affected."

   "Then why didn't the demons create a beast as a helper when the demons were still wreaking havoc in the world, instead of using it to stir up trouble after they left?"

  This Young Master He really has a lot of questions, Elder Liang gestured patiently. "That's unknown. Maybe the demon was expelled from this world just after the secret medicine was developed."

  He Lingchuan thought for a while, and asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time: "Elder Liang, has the ancient demon become the **** of the future?"

  After the demons disappeared, the gods appeared. Although they could not be present in person, they loomed throughout the entire human era.

   It's hard not to associate them.

  However, what is interesting is that He Lingchuan has never been able to find a definite answer, even in the library in Panlong City.

  This matter seems to have always been vague and covered with a fig leaf.

Elder Liang stared at him for a long time before dictating through his disciples: "The teachings and classics of the Qingyun Sect have repeatedly warned us not to forget the insidiousness of the Heavenly Demon and the cruelty of the catastrophe. As descendants of the Qingyun Sect, we firmly believe that the Heavenly Demon has never truly Leave, but transformed into a high god! It is a pity that today, the world has forgotten the countless wounds that the demons have caused to the world, and they don’t even believe that natural disasters happened, let alone believe that the gods are demons.”

  He sighed heavily: "Even many Taoist sects and demon clans worship gods just like the world. It's true that they have forgotten their ancestors, ignorant, fearless, and respectless!"

   "Why?" Your publicity is too bad, right? The demon is a world away, and he does a better job of fooling people than you.

"Those histories are too long, and human beings are too short-lived. Mr. He should understand that the so-called inherited memory can be tampered with." Elder Liang seemed to be a little excited, his hands moved so fast that even the disciple with the translator stumbled, "Of course, in the final analysis, we practitioners are far less powerful than our ancestors. We don't have the ability to break mountains and land, and we are not enough to win the trust of the people."

  In the era when immortals and demons co-exist, humble ordinary human beings only need to be responsible for looking up and worshiping.

  (end of this chapter)