Wanbao Lady

Chapter 415 Researcher

"Who do you think is the most knowledgeable about ancient things? You've finally asked the right person!"

In the sound transmission mirror, Meng Baisheng was seen laughing.

"I have a good friend named Zhuang Xian, who is also a great master of the Void Realm like me. He is obsessed with this and lives in Mozhou. How about this, I will write you a letter and you can go find him directly."

"Thank you very much, Master Meng."

As the figure in the mirror disappeared, Chongfan stood on the balcony, looking far to the west.

Now that we are aware of the anomaly, how can we turn a blind eye to it?

Unfortunately, the ancient events are too far away, and even what is recorded in books are only fragments of information.

Most of them have become myths today.

Who can know whether it is true or false?

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A few days later.

Mozhou.

Among the four western states, Xuanzhou is the best and Yunzhou is the worst in terms of geographical livability and population size.

The remaining two states, Nong and Mo, are at an intermediate level.

Needless to say, Yunzhou has a large cave called "Purgatory" and its affiliated forces next to it - a ghost country located in the real world. The environmental conditions can be said to be the worst among all the states.

Four words: no bird shit.

But at the same time, the level of its border defense is the highest in the entire Great Zhou.

The two states of Nong and Mo were located in the southern part of Yunzhou.

Since there is a medium-sized country nearby - the Paracel Islands, the border defense is slightly more relaxed and merchants come and go from time to time.

After entering Mozhou, you will see that unlike the lush beauty of Qingzhou, the warmth and humidity of Xiangzhou, the ice and snow of Laizhou, and the vastness of Yongzhou, Mozhou is majestic and vast.

This place is mostly desert, and at first glance, human cities are like pearls inlaid in this vast land. The city walls are all tall and thick, and the layout of the city is well-organized. People wearing animal fur tanned or coarse cotton clothes walk on the streets, camel bells jingle, and various transactions are carried out.

Unfortunately, the great master Dongxu did not live in any of the cities below, but lived in his own cave.

"Lijin Mansion..."

She followed the instructions on the map and flew to the capital of Lijin Prefecture - over Lijin City, and then took out the letter.

The next moment, the whole letter seemed to come alive, flew out of her hands, floated in the air, and disappeared with a ripple.

Not for long.

There were ripples in the air, and a maid with only whites of eyes but no pupils stepped out. She bowed respectfully and said in a voice without obvious ups and downs, "Sir, the master invites you."

Chongfan paused for a moment looking at the other person's eyes, then nodded, "Thank you."

Then, under the guidance of the other party, he disappeared into the real world.

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next moment.

I saw that the whole world before my eyes had changed its appearance.

Unlike the dryness outside, with yellow sand in the wind, this place is full of green mountains and clear waters, with bamboo forests everywhere. Elegant buildings are dotted among the bamboo forests, like a beautiful painting.

Servants were busy shuttling back and forth between the bamboo forest and the buildings, but like the maid in front of them, they only had whites of their eyes and no pupils, so they must not be real people.

At the same time, if you feel it carefully, you can clearly feel a subtle sense of restraint coming over your body. It's like a thick silk coat wrapped around your body. Although it's not uncomfortable, it always feels a bit weird.

But she knew that this was the cave.

In addition to having extremely high defensive capabilities, everything in the cave also moves according to the owner's wishes and has a powerful blessing power on its owner.

Come to think of it, it is very similar to the core area of ​​Yudu Mountain - Home...

Just as she was thinking of this, she heard the maid leading the way in front of her say respectfully: "Sir, we are here."

In the spacious house, there are shelves of antiques everywhere, with clay tablets, pottery jars, clothes, tiles, bamboo pieces, etc. displayed one by one, bearing the vicissitudes of time.

At first glance, it's dazzling, as if it were a museum in the previous life.

At this moment, an old man with a gray beard and a wooden hairpin on his head was standing in front of a stone slab, frowning as if thinking about something.

Only when he heard footsteps behind him did he turn around and said happily, "I guess you must be the Lord of Yudu Mountain mentioned in the letter. Hahahaha, welcome to my world!"

He spread out his hands as if he was extremely proud of his collection and happy for people to see it.

After being in this world for so long, it was the first time that Chongfan heard someone speak in this tone, and he couldn't help but be slightly surprised for a moment.

"It's a great honor."

She smiled and nodded.

But then an old man who looked like a teacher came up quickly, his eyes sparkling with excitement, "My old friend told me that you have some old stuff in your hands?"

How come this sounds like buying and selling antiques? Chongfan couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

She waved her hand casually, and a large icy wreath floated in the air.

The old man's eyes suddenly widened.

It was as if he had seen some rare treasure in the world. He was so excited that his hands were shaking. He wanted to touch it but didn't dare. He opened his mouth wide and made a clicking sound.

"Oh my, there aren't many old things that are preserved so well!"

He turned around, looking left and right, up and down, amazed and obsessed.

"Look, how beautiful and colorful this summer flower is! And this bead-wrapped vine..."

At this point, he suddenly exclaimed and put his eyes inside the wreath, "Oh, there are three more words! Let me see what they say..."

He almost glued his eyes to it and murmured in a low voice, "Gift to... the flower in winter? Who is the flower in winter?"

As soon as these words fell, Chongfan looked at the other party, shocked and speechless.

You've really come to the right place!

"Mr. Zhuang, do you understand this ancient language?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Xian turned around and waved his hands, "Hahaha, I only know a little bit about it! It's a pity that the ancient things are too long ago and many of them can no longer be verified. I can only roughly understand its meaning, as for how to read it, I don't know."

"Mr. Zhuang is too modest, which is very rare."

Even this great researcher doesn't know how to pronounce it...

After some interactions, the two sides became more familiar with each other.

Then the old man enthusiastically invited her to visit each collection, and gave her a brief explanation as she went along, from the daily life and things used by the ancient people, to their art and aesthetic development, to their beliefs and practices at the time, speaking fluently and endlessly.

It is also said that ancient gods such as Taishang, Nüwu, Xishengmu, and Yuezhongxian came from this period.

It was also during this period that the human race went from ignorance to civilization, from learning from wild beasts to being self-reliant and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice immortality.

"That is why I speculate that the first group of immortals who ascended to heaven came from this period."

"Unfortunately, every generation has its own talented people, and new gods and immortals have replaced the old ones. This cycle has continued for a long time, so that today, many characters and stories have become just legends."

Zhuang Xian sighed.

But at the same time, Chongfan also discovered a problem.

That is, she didn't recognize any of the ancient characters engraved on the stone slabs, clay tablets, and pottery!

This time, she no longer had the mysterious enlightenment and realization she had when she saw the words on the wreath, and returned to her normal state of being unaware of what she had not learned.

But...why?