Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Chapter 104: When will I see the big snake today? The mottled years will tell the story of the past and present (two chapters in one)

I saw that it was covered in emerald green, like fine jade. It was not scary at all, but rather miraculous.

Those beast eyes are not cold and bloodthirsty like ordinary beasts. Instead, they show intelligence and wisdom.

The old man's eyes were full of surprise and disbelief, which were soon replaced by excitement and excitement. He tentatively asked:

"Were you talking just now?"

The old man was not afraid. If this big snake wanted to attack him, it would have done so before and would not have waited until now.

He didn't suspect that someone was pretending to be a ghost.

Although there are vegetation around, the line of sight is still wide, and you can tell if anyone is hiding here at a glance.

What's more, this place is wild and remote. Except for him and his Taoist boy, no one usually visits it, let alone pretending to be magic and deceitful here.

"It is said that Huoshan is extraordinary. It is indeed true. I have spent half my life practicing cultivation and finally got here after a lot of hard work. You must be the spirit of this mountain!"

The old man said to himself that he had given Ye Qinan an identity. He was so excited that he even ignored the pills in the cauldron.

It wasn't until the faint smell of mushy smell came that he suddenly slapped his head and said, "Oops, what a pity for this good elixir."

The old man did not feel depressed for too long, because there were more important things in front of him that attracted his attention.

Ye Qin didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply nodded and acknowledged this identity.

Seeing Ye Qin's actions further confirmed the old man's suspicion, and he introduced himself excitedly: "I am Zuo Ci. I am lucky enough to see the creatures of this mountain today. It is really a blessing to seek enlightenment."

Zuo Ci? !

Hearing the words of the old man, huge shock surged into Ye Qin's heart. This was the biggest mood swing he had experienced since his time travel and rebirth.

Let’s not talk about why the old man in front of him could understand what he said.

The weight of this name alone seems to be of great importance.

Zuo Ci!

Isn't that the name of the tomb owner?

Ancient people from thousands of years ago?

This time it was Ye Qin's turn to be surprised.

When the archaeological team was here previously, he also heard vague news about the owner of the tomb, who was said to be an alchemist in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Looking at the old man in front of him, his left eye was filled with white shadow, and he seemed to be unable to see. Even when he was talking, he was slightly tilted to the right, and everything seemed to be in line with the information.

Ye Qin asked again, "Are you from Lujiang?"

Not to mention he was surprised, even Zuo Ci was astonished. He didn't expect that the creatures here could not only talk to him, but also know his origins, which showed that he was very miraculous.

"Exactly."

Ye Qin was certain that Zuo Ci in front of him was the owner of the tomb.

So doesn't it mean that he has traveled to the Eastern Han Dynasty now?

He was becoming more and more confused. This was really too sudden. He just traveled through time and space. It happened in the blink of an eye without any preparation.

Why did it suddenly cross over?There was no sign before this?

All kinds of thoughts were intertwined in his mind, and Ye Qin was so absorbed in thinking that Zuo Ci shouted several times without hearing him.

Zuo Ci looked at the big snake in front of him. The beast's eyes were full of human colors. He couldn't help but feel awe in his heart, thinking that this was the god of this place.

"I wonder what living beings think about? Where do they come from? I have been practicing for half my life, but I have never seen an immortal god. I am lucky enough to see it today."

Zuo Ci was well-informed and had seen many snake species, but none of them matched his species. He was even more certain that Ye Qin had an extraordinary origin.

And since it is formed by the dense spiritual energy here, and the spiritual wisdom is enlightened, it is not an offense to simply call it a living being.

Ye Qin shook his head. He couldn't tell Zuo Ci that he was once a modern person, then reborn as a snake, and now he has traveled to Zuo Ci's era.

If he really answered like this, he would probably stun Zuo Ci.

He thought for a moment and said, "Come from where you came from and go to where you are going."

The situation is unclear now, but it is somewhat certain that his time travel must be related to the person in front of him.

He was practicing in Zuo Ci's tomb, and happened to travel across time suddenly and met Zuo Ci himself.

Ye Qin never believed in any coincidences and accidents. Everything had a cause and effect. Everything came and went, and everything was like this.

Since God allowed him to meet this person here, it was already destined. After understanding this, Ye Qin felt suddenly enlightened and no longer depressed.

Even if you can't go back, you can still practice here.

Although the time and place have changed, as long as he does not change, then everything can continue.

The only pity is that Ye Qin has also determined that the ancient people in front of him have no magical powers. They live slightly longer than ordinary people, their five senses are more acute, and they don't seem to have any supernatural powers.

But this seems to be related to the abundant energy of heaven and earth in ancient times.

Zuo Ci chewed on what Ye Qin said and suddenly put her hands on her hands and laughed, "Okay!"

He said "ok" several times in a row. When the mountain wind blew, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have been blown away by the clouds and mist in the mountains. His expression was ethereal and unpredictable.

"Creatures indeed have great wisdom, but these few words can make people think deeply. The old man just has a doubt. I wonder if it can be clarified?"

After changing his mood, Ye Qin felt relieved. He hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and this feeling made him feel a little strange.

He couldn't speak to others before, so those people couldn't understand. Even if they understood, the first thing they felt would be fear and fear.

Although he was able to communicate with animals, it was only one-sided by Ye Qin. This was the first time that he had had contact with animals like he did now.

The Zuo Ci in front of him had a mixture of surprise and joy in his eyes, as if he were looking at a friend who had suddenly arrived, and his words were both advanced and retreated in a controlled manner.

This feeling made Ye Qin very comfortable.

Moreover, the other party is an ancient sage who has written great works of thought. Even though he cannot practice cultivation, he still has unique insights. Why not talk about it?

Therefore, Ye Qin sat across from him and nodded, "It doesn't matter if I say it."

Zuo Ci's eyes fell into the distance, surrounded by thousands of green mountains, but his expression was a little sad. He touched his beard and said:

"When I was young, I practiced Taoism, studied the art of alchemy, understood the Five Classics, understood the stars and latitudes, and understood Liujia, but I never got the key and could not really step into the Taoist gate. I don't know why."

Later generations often said that Zuo Ci had magical powers and could control ghosts and gods. This shows that Zuo Ci was exaggerated. In fact, Zuo Ci was just an ordinary person who wanted to seek enlightenment.

In fact, he has not succeeded in seeking Taoism, and there are no clear records in later generations. He only left a few vague words, but there are various rumors in unofficial history.

Looking at the old man in front of him, he looked a little stubborn. He was dedicated to the Tao, so he would search for famous mountains and seek opportunities.

That's why when I saw Ye Qin, I didn't feel afraid. Instead, I felt that he was extraordinarily mysterious. I even took the initiative to talk to him, just to find the illusory "Tao".

With Zuo Ci's talents, if he were to join the world, relying on his own abilities and learning a lot, he would definitely be a general.

But what he wanted was never these external things.

Ye Qin knew the reason, but he couldn't bear the blow, so he thought for a moment before speaking.

"Heaven and earth are the thief of all things; all things are the thief of man; man is the thief of all things."

"The three thieves are suitable, and the three talents are safe."

"When you eat it, everything will work; if you move it, everything will be at peace. People know that it is divine and it is divine, but they don't know why it is divine if it is not divine."

After the words fell, the pavilion fell silent, and no one on either side spoke.

Silence spread between the two, and for a moment, even time seemed to freeze.

Ye Qin himself fell into memories. These words had a profound impact on him, and thus opened the path of cultivation.

In fact, he still can't figure out where he heard these words when he was first reborn?

But now, whether he came here because of Zuo Ci or not, there is a cause and effect between the two of them. Maybe something was destined from the time he picked up the cauldron.

Good karma will produce good results, and vice versa.

No matter when ancient and modern times come together, fate will ignore time, space and time.

Therefore, Ye Qin not only told Zuo Ci, but also reminded himself not to forget his original intention, which also touched his heart.

"I know this, but how do I interpret it?"

"All things have animism, and humans are the primates..."

Ye Qin used his own practice experience to explain and discuss the Tao with him.

Zuo Ci was fascinated by what he heard. At first he was confused, then it became complicated, and then he fell into deep thought.

Everything around is quiet, no insects or birds are heard.

The mountains and rivers are alive, and they don't seem to want to disturb the two of them. The wind in the forest also slows down, and the shadows of the trees sway gently, casting irregular shadows outside the pavilion.

Then everything in the forest became quiet.

The wind stops, the clouds stop.

I don't know how long it took, but Zuo Ci sighed quietly, and the quiet picture was re-injected with vitality.

Under the blue sky, white clouds are floating leisurely, and among the steep peaks, they seem to be pillars connecting the sky, making this place look like a fairyland and beautiful.

"So it is, so it is."

"Man is the spiritual leader of all things, but he eats whole grains. He has lost his spirituality in reincarnation in this world. No wonder I have never been able to attain enlightenment."

Zuo Ci murmured to himself. He took a deep look at Ye Qin, and there seemed to be enlightenment in his eyes.

Animals are the darlings of nature. They are born with the instinct of survival. Although they have spirits, they have no intelligence.

But the snakes in front of him were obviously different, which was enough to prove that he was extraordinary.

"The divine snake is extraordinary. What you said today has enlightened me. Your Majesty, please accept my worship."

Zuo Ci's title for Ye Qin has risen from a living being to a divine snake.

Being able to say such words not only means that he is extremely intelligent, but may even have entered the path of cultivation, and Zuo Ci has benefited a lot from his extraordinary discussion.

Zuo Ci stood up slowly, bowed his hands, and saluted Ye Qin solemnly.

Ye Qin also nodded as a return gift to Zuo Ci.

Zuo Ci sighed slightly, "If it is said that human beings are inherently righteous and different from ordinary things, the emperor's destiny is not mutually exclusive."

God is fair and will never favor one over another. He has given human beings wisdom, but it has taken away the spirituality from them.

Zuo Ci was deeply moved. It seemed that Ye Qin's words had a great impact on him.

"I originally thought that my inability to enter the Tao was due to my stupidity. I regretted it for a time, and even studied hard without letting up. But now it seems that it is a natural fetter that cannot be reversed by human power."

After learning the secret, Zuo Ci did not give up or get frustrated, but instead became more determined in his eyes.

"I had a feeling before that the energy of heaven and earth could not be used. Now the divine snake's words have solved my confusion. Now that this way is blocked, I will find another way out."

"Ordinary people are nothing more than ordinary people, but if they transcend the ordinary world, can they achieve enlightenment?"

No wonder Zuo Ci can go down in history. This perseverance alone is already much beyond ordinary people.

When ordinary people reach this age, they probably feel that failure cannot happen again.

But Zuo Ci is different. He can say with great courage, "This road is blocked, find another way out." This shows that he has an open-minded heart that is unparalleled by others.

"I have been studying elixirs. Just imagine, if there is an elixir that can make people break through the shackles and shackles of the mortal world, wouldn't it be possible to ascend from the same place!"

The more Zuo Ci talked, the more excited and energetic he became. He didn't look like an old man of his age at all.

No wonder there are records in history books that Zuo Ci lived hundreds of years.

Although it is an exaggeration, it can be seen that this old man is full of energy and energy, which is far beyond the ordinary.

Zuo Ci originally had this idea, but now after hearing Ye Qin's words, he is even more convinced that people cannot break through and achieve enlightenment due to their own shackles, so they start from the outside world.

Taking elixirs into the body to wash away the troublesome smell of worldly things on the body is also called washing the tendons and cutting the marrow.

In some ways, this approach is really feasible.

Just like Ye Qin now, he is also using swallowing pills as a bridge, so that the acquired energy can be condensed in the body, forming a mass of air, and finally condensed into pills.

The two have different approaches but the same effect, they both rely on the power of elixirs.

It's just that in Ye Qin's case, elixirs play a supporting role, while in Zuo Ci's case, elixirs play a primary role.

Zuo Ci described his vision for the future, and Ye Qin listened very seriously.

It is not difficult to see from the tomb that Zuo Ci spent most of his later years refining elixirs, presumably to refine the so-called magical elixir.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many bottles and jars, and even alchemy equipment. Even most of the books are related to alchemy, and many of his own experiences are written in them.

Although some have no practical use, some have left a profound impact on future generations.

For example, his apprentice was deeply influenced by him. Ge Xuan, known as the "Little Immortal", even indirectly influenced Ge Hong.

"The Yellow Emperor's Nine Cauldron Divine Pill Sutra says that after the Yellow Emperor took it, he became an immortal. If I can refine this elixir, I can become an immortal."

As time goes by, the sun sets unknowingly.

The setting sun hangs over the mountains, and the sunset glows in layers. The golden and red rays of light intertwine, and the entire mountain forest is shrouded in a faint light.

Even around the pavilion, there seemed to be a faint glow.

The setting sun seemed unwilling to leave, hanging far away on the treetops, looking in the direction of Ye Qin.

What Zuo Ci said was still unfinished.

It was clear that the creature in front of him was inhuman, but he felt like he had met him too late, and some of his views were surprisingly consistent with his own. It seemed that no matter what he said, Ye Qin could answer it.

Zuo Ci didn't understand, it was because Ye Qin had read his manuscript and had some insights, so he was not a stranger to him.

The two of them were like friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time. Although they were strangers, it seemed like they had been together for a long time.

Seeing that it was getting late and the time was getting late, Zuo Ci couldn't help but said, "I wonder if we can meet again tomorrow? Can we discuss it with you?"

He was about to finalize the time and continue chatting with Ye Qinchang here tomorrow.

And Ye Qin was about to answer.

"Om-"

But listen, the leisurely bells ring throughout the mountains and fields, the white clouds are leisurely, and the bells ring for a long time.

Ye Qin's soul trembled and he couldn't help but murmured: "This bell——"

But Zuo Ci didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "My boy must be calling me with the bell because he can't find me."

Seeing that Ye Qin didn't respond, he continued: "By the way, why don't we meet here tomorrow or today?"

The sunset in the mountains is brilliant, with a dark red color, and even the green mountains are decorated with other colors.

<divclass="contentadv">A rainbow bridge seems to appear on the horizon, holding up the rising and falling sunset, accompanied by the eternal bells, spanning the mountains and the earth, becoming an eternal sound.

Zuo Ci stared at Ye Qin with a somewhat hopeful expression, still waiting for his reply. When the mountain wind blew, his Taoist robes were blown loudly, and his whole person seemed to have an unreal feeling of becoming a feather and ascending.

I don't know if it was Ye Qin's illusion, but it seemed that his facial features had become a little blurry.

Facing Zuo Ci's invitation, Ye Qin was a little stunned.

The sound of the bell was getting closer and closer, and gradually overlapped with what was heard at the beginning, as if it were some kind of omen, elusive and unpredictable.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness came again, and my soul felt light, as if it had left the body uncontrollably and floated into the distance.

At this moment, Ye Qin's perspective continued to expand, and he had a panoramic view of the entire mountains and terrain. He saw the undulating mountains, the sinking sun, and the floating clouds all around.

Darkness filled the sky, and then clouds flew and mist surged, the mountains disappeared, and they rolled continuously, while the wild pigs played among the strange peaks, which was also a dream and an illusion.

The original pavilion also gradually shrank from an overlooking perspective, and then turned into a small black dot, not to mention the people sitting in it.

……

As the sun sets in the west, the Taoist temple seems to stand in the long river of time, spanning the years. The remaining light from the sky falls on the red eaves, as if penetrating the entire building, giving it an ethereal feeling.

The woodcutter came out of the Taoist temple and looked at the crescent moon rising faintly on the horizon. He suddenly realized that it was already evening, and his expression was a little startled.

It was obviously too early when I went in, so why was it that I just lit some incense sticks and paid my respects, but it was almost dark when I came out?

The woodcutter murmured to himself, somewhat in disbelief, "I actually stayed in the Taoist temple for such a long time?"

The Taoist temple is not large, and it is easy to walk around in a circle. He just walked around casually and worshiped the statues. He spent at most a few sticks of incense, but several hours had passed outside.

How could time pass so quickly, or was it already getting late when he entered?

The woodcutter touched his head, wondering if it was his misunderstanding. He always felt that the incident happened not long ago, but his memory was a little blurry.

"No, I have to go home quickly. If I'm later, I'm afraid it won't be safe at night."

The woodcutter was puzzled, and because he was anxious to get home, he didn't think much about it.

The woodcutter's shadow was stretched extremely long under the setting sun. He picked up his ax and prepared to go down the mountain. However, he suddenly noticed something strange in his hand and looked down.

The ax body was stained with rust. It seemed that it had not been used for a long time. The ax head had been polished smooth and sharp before going out. How could it be covered with such rust in such a short time?

More surprising things were yet to come, and the woodcutter couldn't help but stare.

I saw that the wooden ax handle was completely rotted, and the center of the palm was full of sawdust.

When the mountain wind blows, the sawdust floats in the air, as if a heavy snow has fallen in the sky, blurring the woodcutter's eyes.

"How could this be!"

The woodcutter spoke in shock, feeling that everything he experienced today was full of weirdness.

He seemed to have noticed something, and turned around quickly, only to see that the Taoist temple had become illusory, like a mirage, and like the reflection of ripples in the water, it seemed that it would disappear in mid-air in the next second.

The woodcutter looked horrified, his mouth opened wide, feeling incredible that the Taoist temple had become unreal.

In panic, the ax in his hand also fell to the ground. He didn't even bother to pick it up and ran down the mountain in a panic.

We even met a child along the way.

"It's already this time, how can there be anyone in the mountains?"

Could it be that it was transformed into a mountain spirit and monster?

After what happened just now, the woodcutter could be said to be a snake, with a look of horror on his face. Before the Taoist boy could speak, he ran even faster.

Looking at the woodcutter's fleeing back, the child touched his head and asked, "What's wrong with this woodcutter? I wanted to ask him if he saw my husband, but why does it seem like there's a ghost chasing him behind him?"

The kid muttered a few words, but then didn't care.

"Sir, it's true. You must have gotten carried away refining the alchemy in the mountains."

The child's figure disappeared into the forest.

The woodcutter finally ran down the mountain, and then he noticed the strangeness of the surrounding environment. His eyes looked suspicious, there were traces of unfamiliarity everywhere, and nothing familiar could be found.

"Where's my house?"

The place was completely empty. There was no trace of the house anywhere. The woodcutter searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

But he clearly remembered that this was the right way. He knew the way home by heart, so he couldn't have gone wrong. Could it be that he had stayed in the mountains and forests for a long time and even lost his direction?

The woodcutter looked confused and kept wandering around, trying to find some sense of familiarity, but all he could find was unfamiliarity.

However, a gray-haired old woman saw him wandering around and couldn't help but step forward to ask.

"Hunter, why are you lingering here?"

The woodcutter quickly said: "Madam, my home used to be here, but for some reason I can't find my home. Do you know?"

The old woman laughed after hearing this, "No one has lived in this place for decades. Why did I come to your house? I must have gone to the wrong place."

The woodcutter was horrified and confused: "How could it be wrong? It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong."

Seeing him like this, the old woman couldn't help but be curious. She seemed to have thought of something, and fell into some kind of memory. She murmured: "However, your voice sounds like that of an old friend of mine."

The old woman was old, her eyes were a bit blurred, and she could not see things very clearly. Her face was all marked by the vicissitudes of time. Her eyes were narrowed to a slit, and she looked at the woodcutter with a look of surprise.

"Hey, even their looks are quite similar."

Hearing the old woman's words, the woodcutter opened his eyes wide, and actually saw something familiar in the old woman.

His neighbor was an Orion, and he had a little girl who was about the same age as him. The two of them had a good relationship, and they often played together when they were young.

Now it seems that the old woman looks quite similar to her. Could it be that she is an elderly person in the family?But I heard from Orion before that all the elders in the family have passed away and there are no ancestors left.

The woodcutter felt more and more strange in his heart, but he couldn't express it.

"What's your name, young man?"

Probably because of the familiarity of the woodcutter, he didn't notice any malice at all, which made him feel friendly for no reason, and the old woman was also willing to talk to him.

The woodcutter answered truthfully: "My name is Wang Hai."

The old woman lamented, "Even the names are exactly the same. Back then, I had a neighbor who went into the mountains to cut firewood. Since then, his whereabouts have disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown."

The woodcutter's hands trembled slightly, his face suddenly changed, and an impossible guess emerged in his mind.

However, this is so ridiculous that it is unbelievable. How could such a strange thing happen in the world.

"Dare I ask my aunt's name?"

The woodcutter's voice was mixed with a bit of vibrato. He tried to comfort himself that maybe all this was just his conjecture.

The old woman said kindly: "I take my husband's surname."

The woodcutter waved his hands repeatedly: "What's your aunt's name?"

The old woman smiled so hard that her yellow teeth showed, "Just call me Aunt Li."

The woodcutter trembled when he heard this. He actually had the same name as his neighbor. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

Putting all these things together, the woodcutter's body was shaking even more violently, and his throat felt inexplicably dry.

"May I ask what year you are today?"

The old woman laughed when she heard this, "You don't know what year you are born in. It is now the 19th year of Jian'an."

Jian'an 19 years?

What year is this?

There was a thunder in the woodcutter's mind, as if something exploded. His eyes were blank, and he murmured to himself in disbelief.

"Are you lying to me?"

The old woman didn't know why, and looked at the woodcutter with some confusion, "What you said is ridiculous. You and I are strangers, so why would I lie to you."

A huge amount of information poured into the woodcutter's mind. He couldn't help but stumble a few steps, trying to find signs of joking on the old woman's face.

The old woman just looked at him with an incomprehensible expression, always feeling that the young man in front of her looked distracted.

In a daze, another Taoist temple appeared in front of the woodcutter. The Taoist temple was dim and majestic, but the world had changed several times.

"How could it be the 19th year of Jian'an? My 15th year of Xiping!"

The woodcutter returned from the mountains, and more than half a year has passed since then!

When he was a child, his neighbor's playmates of the same age were already gray-haired, but he was still in his prime.

The woodcutter stared at the old woman in front of him with a complicated expression.

Seeing the woodcutter's shocked look, the old woman couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay, my descendant?"

"Where is home?"

The woodcutter walked away in despair, and then disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.

……

As darkness falls, all scenes seem to fade and become blurry, as if a pair of invisible hands wipes away all traces.

Watching the setting sun finally disappear into the sky without any light, heralding the official debut of the night, all scenes seemed to be covered by a black curtain.

Ye Qin's eyes also darkened. When he regained consciousness, the surrounding environment was extremely dark, as if he was in infinite darkness.

The wind blew from nowhere, bringing with it a familiar scent.

It seemed that he had just dozed off inadvertently, and in reality only a few seconds had passed.

Ye Qin looked at the surrounding environment, and he actually returned to the tomb where he was just now. Nothing happened, as if what he had experienced before was just an illusion.

"What the hell is going on?"

Things are becoming more and more confusing. If it is an illusion, it is too real.

He clearly remembered the beautiful mountains and rivers and the feeling of free conversation in the pavilion. Although Zuo Ci was an ordinary seeker, it gave him a unique understanding.

Could it be that because he was practicing in Zuo Ci's tomb, he unconsciously constructed such a vision and let himself fall into it?

An existence like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly.

This possibility cannot be ruled out, but Ye Qin always feels that there seems to be something wrong.

Ye Qin looked a little disappointed, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he noticed the mural that he had not finished reading before.

The green mountains are endless and the clouds are misty, like a fairyland.

Ye Qin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously approached the mural. Just to the southeast of the mural, there was a small pavilion, and there was an old man sitting in it.

Not far from the pavilion, which is also the highest point on this peak, there is a boy ringing a bell.

Although this tomb painting has been somewhat faded and worn over time, it is not difficult to see the scene depicted in it.

Everything Yin Yin and Ye Qin saw and heard turned out to be correct.

Ye Qin's expression flashed with surprise.

The only difference is that there is no one in front of the old man, but his head and body are slightly sideways, and it can be seen that his eyes are outside the pavilion.

It feels like I'm waiting for someone!

Who is the old man waiting for?

Ye Qin's vision gradually became hazy, and Zuo Ci's face appeared again, as if he was about to step out of the mural, and he sent an invitation to him, looking forward to his reply.

"Like, it's too similar."

What is described on this mural is exactly the same as in reality.

How could such a coincidence happen?

What he had experienced before was almost the same as what was on the mural.

Recalling all the previous events, Ye Qin felt a huge wave of emotion in his heart and started rummaging through the tomb.

There are many bottles and jars in the tomb, which contain many elixirs, all of which must have been refined by Zuo Ci.

Ye Qin didn't care at first, because these pills had no special effects, and some were even poisons, but now he was searching among them and poured out all the pills inside.

"I really found it."

Ye Qin took a closer look and saw that among the pills, some were burnt black. It seemed that they had accidentally overheated during refining and turned to mushy.

I don’t know why, but the owner didn’t destroy it, but kept it. It seemed to have some special meaning.

"This elixir actually exists"

Ye Qin couldn't help but mutter to himself. Reality and illusion were intertwined, making it difficult for him to distinguish.

Recalling that when Zuo Ci saw him for the first time, he was so surprised that the potion of elixirs was mixed, and the two figures slowly overlapped each other.

The previous tomb paintings and the furnace of elixirs were all invisible, proving traces of his existence!

Ye Qin's snake eyes were a little shocked. His eyes fell on the pile of books next to him, and he quickly rummaged through them to see if there were any records left?

There were too many books left in the past, so he only flipped through some of them without looking carefully.

"These are not."

"Nor is this."

"..."

Ye Qin plunged into the sea of ​​books. Many of these books were about alchemy tips, prescriptions for elixirs, and other ancient books.

Finally, in this pile of books, I found some daily life records recorded by Zuo Ci, as well as some confusions that arose while searching for famous mountains and refining elixirs.

It's a bit like the modern form of writing a diary, and can be understood as Zuo Ci's personal notes.

However, there is no record about Ye Qin.

Ye Qin looked a little disappointed, "Did I guess wrong? Maybe it was just a coincidence and an accident. It was just a dream. In fact, I did not appear in Zuo Ci's era?"

If this is the case, how can we explain the previous tomb paintings and elixirs?

Could it be that because he was affected by reality, relevant content also appeared in his dreams.

Just like: I think about it every day and dream about it at night.

I have seen too many things in this tomb, so I formed an impression and showed it in my dream?

Just when Ye Qin was confused and sad, putting down the book with his tail, he suddenly saw a few words in the book out of the corner of his eye.

It was an ancient book that recorded folk anecdotes, similar to the ancient "Story Club", in which Zuo Ci copied such a story:

[On Huoshan Mountain in Dongling County, a woodcutter came to cut down trees. He saw a temple deep in the mountain. The woodcutter was very surprised. He mistakenly entered it to offer incense and worship, and then came out. When he saw it, his ax was completely rotten.Now that he has returned, there is no trace of his time.I met an old woman and asked what year I am today?The old woman laughed and said: Jian'an is [-] years old! 】

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