Mythological origins

"Du Nai, have I seen this stopwatch of yours in some movie?"

"How is that possible? Most of the people in that movie use mobile phones."

"Du Nai seems to have revealed something..."

"The captain seems to have..."

The two ladies in the team looked at Du Nai and the others with suspicious eyes.

"If you know what we are talking about, you must have seen it." Captain Soran retorted, leaving them speechless.

"..."

"Captain is wise!"

"Du Nai, stop talking nonsense and get down to business."

"Yes!"

Du Nai, holding the stopwatch, began to recite a certain formula with full concentration, and all the spiritual energy in his body was pouring into the pocket watch.

After a long while, Du Nai, who seemed to be exhausted, said weakly: "Captain, I have hypnotized them deeply, and they can use the purple wind chime."

"Okay."

"Dingling..."

"Dingling..."

The consumption of the true power of the purple wind chime is beyond imagination. This time it is Soran's turn to be sweating and panting.

What they held in their hands was the projection of the empire's true immortal artifact, the Purple Wind Bell, which was created almost exclusively for finding historical texts.

Its projection, in addition to making sounds when discovering people and events related to the historical texts, can also read the target's memory without interference.

The memories of the three people, under the power of the Purple Wind Bell, began to replay like a revolving lantern video.

"It is worthy of being a treasure of immortals. The clarity and fineness of the image are beyond words, but it's a pity that it passes too quickly."

While staring at the three women's memories of bathing and changing clothes, Du Nai couldn't help but sigh quietly.

He completely ignored the presence of female teammates beside him.

"Focus on the mission." Yu Xinyue patted his shoulder heavily, saying with a slightly disappointed tone.

"The power of the purple wind bell is limited. If we run out of power and fail to complete the mission, we will have to stay here forever!"

"For a lifetime..."

"Stay..."

"Here?!!"

"Didn't you read the agreement signed before departure?"

"Unless we find the legendary historical text and contact the headquarters through the purple bell, there is no way to leave."

"Damn!"

"What kind of black-hearted clause?!"

"I signed it without even reading it."

"..."

The other three originally thought that their mission was similar to the usual one. Whether they succeeded or failed, they would at least be able to return to the civilized world through the headquarters' spacecraft, and at most receive some punishment for mission failure.

"Maybe, I know why my father can't come back..."

"He also failed..."

Thinking of the agreement, Soran was basically certain that when his father came to this place two hundred years ago, he should have signed the cheating agreement that he would die if he failed.

"..."

"I don't want to stay here forever... I have relatives waiting for me!"

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to go back, just concentrate on your work!"

"Yes..."

"Yes! Captain!"

What they held in their hands was strictly speaking just the physical power projection of the immortal purple wind chime. With the value of a real immortal weapon, how could it be handed over to a few rookies?

If it is lost in this cursed land, wouldn't it be a huge loss?

The manpower and material resources consumed in building the real immortal purple wind chime, if converted into imperial currency, would be enough to buy the lives of 10,000 such teams.     "Why are all these memories about killing people and stealing treasures..."

"I didn't expect these three girls to look so elegant and lovely, and they have already killed three digits of people."

"In addition to killing people and stealing treasures, there is also bathing..."

"Shut up, you pervert!"

"..."

"In addition to bathing, there is also dual cultivation..."

From Xin Ling's memory, several people saw the corrupt daily life in the Yin-Yang Sect. The cultivators in the sect often practiced dual cultivation on the side of the road on a whim, completely ignoring the eyes of passers-by.

Of course, the "passers-by" who can walk in the Yin-Yang Sect are not ordinary people. They are all cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect. They have different values ​​and are not surprised by these things.

Du Nai, who is most interested in this aspect, is simply watching with his eyes fixed.

"Sexy dog, if you say one more word, I will make you never be lustful again!"

"... No more lust, no more lust..."

"For six whole months, I was either killing people or being hunted. This kind of Gu-raising world where there is nothing to do except killing people for treasures and digging graves is really not a place for people to stay."

After browsing the recent memories of Mo Fengwu and others, they couldn't help but miss the peace and stability of the empire.

Although the Terra Empire is also constantly expanding outward and the war has never stopped, Terra is too big, and only a small number of people are directly related to the war.

Among more than a hundred military orders, only more than ten are fighting, and the rest of the soldiers are just doing routine training.

As for civilians, the war is even farther away from them, so far away that they may not even be able to see it when browsing the news online, and they still live a peaceful and busy life.

…

“Dingling~”

“Dingling~”

The purple wind chime suddenly moved without any wind, making a pleasant sound.

“The purple wind chime is responding, there is a new discovery!”

“It is very likely that something the three of them saw before coming to Xuanwu Pass is the original body of the historical text.”

"Why do you only take a bath once a week... and don't you use shower gel... don't they stink? Ancient beauties suddenly don't smell good."

"You're talking too much nonsense. If you keep caring about bathing, I'll punish you by making you copy the cleansing technique a hundred times!"

"..."

"It seems... it's a man?"

The memory is about to return to the scene where Mo Fengwu and the others met in front of the tomb.

"How can you assume his gender? Can only men wear white robes?"

"Be careful or I'll punch you to death."

"..."

In the picture, there is a back figure wearing a white robe, with sleeves dancing gently in the wind.

Next to the man in white, there is an excavated grave with a huge coffin in the pit.

In the center of the coffin is a skeleton, and on both sides of the skeleton are several young women who seem to be still alive.

"Wouldn't it be such a disgusting thing as burying a living person with the dead... After all, it's the world of immortal cultivation, and they still have such bad habits?"

"It doesn't seem likely. Look at the women who entered the coffin later. They all seem to be dead without any expression."

"It's weird to bury several people who look like flesh and blood with a skeleton."

"Maybe it's a wax figure?"

"Is the wax figure the style of the world of immortal cultivation..."

There was only a half-dried old tree nearby. Two vultures, crows, or other monster birds kept circling on the top of the tree, and they didn't seem to dare to come down.

Several people tried to see the other side of the back, but unfortunately it was only a picture in Mo Fengwu's memory, not a 360-degree video without blind spots.

Things she didn't see, naturally, couldn't appear in her memory.