Elf: I reincarnated as a Ditto

On Sunday morning, Su Qian and Xiaolu came to Yuanzhu Gym again.

Today is a day off, and the Yuanzhu Gymnasium, which originally had not many people coming and going, is deserted and has quite the atmosphere of a haunted house.

According to the agreed time, the two met the owner Jimo Wen again on the second floor of the front building. He took off his glasses, wore a t-shirt underneath, a khaki jacket, and black jeans, as if he was from the owner.

He has transformed back into a student who just walked out of school.

Along with the owner of Jimao Wen Museum, there is another old man who is over fifty years old. He has a short stature, a chubby face, a head of silver hair that grows randomly, and two curved hair under his shiny black forehead.

The eyebrows, a pair of slender eyes, and the face look like a Maitreya Buddha.

He is the professor of the History Department of Kanto University and Ji Maowen’s mentor, Professor Kong Pukong.

Facing such an old man who looked honest and kind, and even reminded me of Coach Anxi except for not wearing glasses, even Su Qian, an unscrupulous spirit, bowed to him and said hello as soon as they met: "狃~

"

The guests of honor sat down separately in a small tea room. Ji Maowen served a cup of hot tea to each of the two people and the elf, and gave a brief introduction. After greetings, he gradually introduced the topic to today's topic: "Xiaolu, do you know Tianqingshan?"

?”

"I don't know," Xiaolu held the teacup in both hands and shook his head gently, his cherry blossom-like lips pursed slightly inadvertently.

Su Qian, who was sitting on the chair next to her, blinked.

A similar noun means a mountain as blue as the sky. Xiaolu once heard Su Qian mention it.

Not only did they say that there should be such a mountain in the world, but they also said that you can see the Phoenix King on that mountain. But on the Internet, no matter how Su Qian changed the description, he could not find it.

The 'crazy' Su Qian pinched Yan Li's neck and shook him vigorously, trying to 'help' Yan Li remember by restoring physical memory.

Professor Kong Pu next to him leaned forward slightly and explained aloud: "I don't know, it's normal. Tianqing Mountain no longer exists. Of course, the mountain cannot disappear out of thin air. It just changed its name. Standing at our current moment

From a certain point of view, things like language and writing seem to be static. The words you speak and the words you write are exactly the same for everyone. But in the long course of history, these are things that change extremely quickly..."

Starting from just the name of a mountain, Professor Kong successfully changed the topic to linguistics and philology, and the topic gradually diverged, leaving Xiaolu and Su Qian stunned.

"Teacher, teacher," Ji Maowen couldn't help but remind him, "Where is Tianqing Mountain now?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Professor Kong pinched his chin and smiled as if he was used to it.

Su Qian let out a long sigh of relief.

Well, he now knows that about every hundred years or so, human writing will undergo huge changes.

When people a hundred years from now read texts written a hundred years ago, they will find them difficult to understand, and their understanding will often be completely different.

And language changes faster, often with a gap of about 50 years. If the two generations do not live together all the time, there will be difficulties in communication between the two generations, and the words will not express what they mean.

If they are separated in different places, the direction of evolution will be different. After another two to three hundred years of evolution, people in different areas will even call each other's words foreign languages.

Of course, the development of modern information technology and the emergence of the Internet have had significant changes and impacts on this in a sense, which is no longer within the scope of discussion.

All in all, Tianqing Mountain, which is already inaccessible and not a tourist attraction, has quietly disappeared into the long river of history.

"While searching for content related to the Rainbow Feather in the books of the Fire Cult, I found a plan that detailed the date of a ceremony to honor the Phoenix King about 600 years ago.

Planning, itinerary arrangements, and the final venue for the ceremony is Tianqing Mountain.”

In Professor Kong’s expression,

There was some surprise and pride, "Based on some confirmed place names, combined with the speed and date of the team's march, I finally deduced that it is basically certain that the Tianqing Mountain that once appeared in ancient books is now in the Chengdu area.

On the east side, Baiyin Mountain is close to the Quartz Plateau. The location where the ceremony was held should be somewhere on the mountainside of Yunhuofeng in Baiyin Mountain."

"Oh! You are so awesome," Xiaolu exclaimed in a low voice and clapped softly in praise.

Su Qian was shocked and also deeply admired.

This kind of information and clues, without the intervention of professional scholars and professors, may not be discovered by oneself in a hundred years.

Ji Maowen, who already knew the relevant information, also applauded the instructor.

"Nothing, nothing," Professor Kong smiled in a naive manner, stretched out his hands and waved them lightly.

He paused, waiting for the applause to gradually stop, "Actually, it was a diary of a Qing Yan at that time, and he recorded what happened next."

(Qingyan is the position of a religious person in the Fire Cult.)

Professor Kong cleared his throat, his voice deliberately becoming melodious and low, as if he was chanting a poem:

"In the darkness before dawn, we set out from the camp, a neat team singing hymns of praise.

When the morning light shone on the earth, we overcame difficulties and obstacles and finally arrived at the altar.

Master Jinyan Chongming held the rainbow feather and raised it high to face the rising sun.

A rainbow cast into the sky, and Lord Ho-oh, the god of fire, appeared.

The sacred flame sweeps across the earth, and all the hard work is so insignificant at this moment..."

(Golden Flame is the highest position for religious figures in the Fire Cult.)

Su Qian subconsciously looked at the peaceful elf ball hanging on Xiaolu's waist.

Yanli 600 years ago? It sounds so far away.

Those humans who devoutly believed in it have undoubtedly turned into a pile of loess, and some of them may be buried in an unknown cemetery next to the Bell Tower.

If Yanli could still remember one of the people, how would he feel?

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the instructor finished talking about the diary and went to drink tea, Ji Maowen interjected: "So, this time, Mr. Jin Yan Sikong Xin, who worships the Fire Cult, plans to reenact this old story from the ancient book and go to Baiyin.

A ceremony will be held on the mountain, and the entire process will be captured on camera."

Xiaolu and Su Qian looked at each other, feeling a little strange.

The two of them knew very well that no matter how they did it or held the ceremony on Baiyin Mountain in a fancy way, the so-called Phoenix King would never appear. Yanli could not appear in public at such a time.

"What is the purpose of Mr. Jin Yan Sikong Xin?" Xiao Lu asked cautiously.

Once she was bitten by a snake and had been afraid of well ropes for ten years, she was probably suffering from a stress reaction caused by Cen Man.

"For fame and money," Jimo Wen replied immediately without thinking.

Xiaolu's eyes widened in surprise, "Huh?"

"In fact, due to the changes of the times in the past hundred years, the Fire Religion has been in decline," Professor Kong continued, "It has gone from being a religion that almost controlled the political power in the Chengdu area to now relying on historical inheritance.

To persuade people to do good deeds, to say that Feng Wang has the ability to bring back the dead, to control reincarnation after death, and other tricks to defraud people out of money is just a matter of more than two hundred years of work."

The word "deceive" is used, which shows that although Professor Kong cooperates with the Fire Cult, in his heart, he looks down on this group of magicians.

"Golden Flame Sikong Xin hopes to take advantage of the return of the Rainbow Feather to reenact the ancient ritual process, reshape the social image of the Fire Religion, and attract more believers. Of course, for religion, believers mean money

," Professor Kong shrugged and revealed Sikong Xin's plan in one sentence.

Xiaolu hesitated and said: "But, but, what if the Phoenix King doesn't show up for such a ceremony?"

It would be a ghost to show up now.

Professor Kong took the newly filled teacup from Ji Maowen's hand, "It would be best to show up. I also hope to meet Phoenix King. If he doesn't show up, there is nothing he can do. What to do is Sikong Xin's own business.

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"That's why I invited you here." Ji Maowen refilled the empty teacup in front of Xiaolu. "The Fire Cult plans to hold a ceremony to meet the Phoenix King at Baiyin Mountain in 10 days."

Having said this, he looked at Professor Kong in embarrassment, as if hoping that the instructor would change his mind, but he saw the instructor nodded firmly.

"The road to the Cloud-covered Peak of Baiyin Mountain is not safe. The Chonghuo Church hired some private detectives to ensure the safety of the journey. The mentor also insisted on participating in this festival together, but relied on those hired by the Chonghuo Cult to protect the mentor's safety.

I'm not worried about safety.

I have always believed that whoever pays will be the one who pays the money, and the employee will take the trouble to ensure the safety of the benefactor. Unfortunately, I really don’t have any holidays, so I can’t take the time to go to Baiyin Mountain together. I asked my friends in Kanto about your

According to the situation, I think your strength and character are quite good, so I hope to entrust you to ensure the safety of the mentor's journey."

After explaining the origin, Ji Maowen emphasized again: "We only need to ensure the safety of the mentor."

Xiaolu and Su Qian looked at each other and nodded tacitly - it would be great if they could set out together with the Fire Cult's ceremony.

Just now, Su Qian was still thinking about whether to set off tomorrow to Baiyin Mountain to find some kind of festival venue. In that case, there was no shortage of 10 days.

Xiaolu solemnly replied, "No problem, we accept this commission. Can I ask who you asked about me?"

"Tian Shang Gym Leader of Hualan City," Ji Maowen relaxed and said with a smile: "By the way, I almost forgot. She also asked me to apologize to you on behalf of her and her disciples. You went to challenge the gym before.

She really feels sorry for what happened at that time."

"It's okay, it's okay," Xiaolu waved his hands repeatedly.

Xiaolu had already calmed down after getting the Hualan Gym badge. If Ji Maowen hadn't mentioned it now, she would have almost forgotten about it.

"In terms of entrustment fee, Xiaolu, I estimate that the whole process will take about 8 to 10 days. How much will it cost?" Professor Kong asked rather embarrassedly.

Xiaolu also didn't understand much about the market pricing of remuneration. "You can just set a price. I don't know much about the market."

"Tutor, I'll just pay it," Ji Maowen answered in a generous tone, "This kind of dangerous outdoor personal safety protection is generally calculated as 3,000 yuan a day. There's no need to calculate how much money it is now, wait until it's time to leave Baiyin Mountain

, just settle the account."

Professor Kong patted the table angrily and refused: "I'll pay. I can still afford it."

"Teacher, I introduced you..."

Xiaolu and Su Qian silently held their teacups and watched silently.

The teacher and the students had a dispute, but Ji Maowen finally gained the upper hand and his plan was finally implemented.

Xiaolu had no objection to the matter of working first and getting paid later. After all, the Yuanzhu Gymnasium was right here, and it was impossible to run away and default on the debt.

After the discussion, the atmosphere was harmonious. I thought everything had been decided. When Xiaolu wanted to say goodbye and leave, Ji Maowen looked at Su Qian very curiously and asked: "Actually, I want to entrust you with it in the end, except for the last gym battle.

I also heard from the owner of the hall, Tanami, that your Variety Monster can transform into a Biligion, right?"

"um, yes."

There was no need for Koji to deny what had already been demonstrated in the gym battle.

"I heard she said that there are moves that she has never seen before. It is said to be a legendary field unique to Biligion? Can you let me see it?"

Bang, Jimo Wen put his palms together and said, "Please, I'm really curious."

"Is there such a thing?" Professor Kong also became interested, "I also want to see it."

Xiaolu looked at Su Qian naturally, "How is it?"

"勃~" (Okay) Su Qian thinks it's not a big problem.uuReading www.uukanshu.com

It happened that he also wanted to test it. Since the last time he used the Holy Sword of Grass, his level had increased by more than 10 levels. If he used the Holy Sword of Grass move again, his endurance would be much better.

"Let's go to the training ground," Ji Maowen stood up impatiently.

Arriving at the empty space in the back hall, under the gazes and admiration of the teachers and students, Su Qian transformed into the form of Biligion.

Legendary Realm: The Green Grass Holy Sword is activated again, and the green Holy Sword continues to extend.

This time it was not being tried in the forest. The energy of the surrounding grass was relatively limited. The length of the sword reached about 10 meters in a second or two, and the speed of extension suddenly slowed down.

Su Qian understood that if he continued to extend this giant sword, it would be a choice that outweighs the gains and losses.

brush!

The holy sword fell, cutting a clean and deep groove on the loess-covered training ground.

"Is this a move from Biligion's legendary realm?" Jimo Wen applauded and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful!"

Professor Kong applauded and asked curiously: "Does the move have a name?"

"It's called Green Grass Holy Sword," Xiaolu replied, getting the name from Su Qian.

Whoosh--!

The lightsaber dissipated, Su Qian took a deep breath, took a tentative step to the side, swung the sharp horn on his head and threw out a series of magic leaves.

Success!

Now, he was finally able to completely use the Green Grass Holy Sword and still retain considerable combat effectiveness.

For Su Qian, the skills in the legendary field are no longer a one-time skill that can be used reluctantly and then he will kneel down after being forced to use it, but can be used at critical moments to turn the world around.

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