Wizard Academy

Woe's hand was digging into the mud and uprooting the little yellow flower.

The roar of fear on the wall begins, bloodthirsty, hatred, unwillingness, depravity...

Jiang Zhu knew that the walls in the shrine would make frightening roars, but even so, he couldn't restrain the creepy feeling.

At this time, there seemed to be a neighing in the sleeve of disaster.

Almost instantly, the surroundings became quiet, so dead that there was no sound at all.

Only then did Jiang Zhu realize that he had forgotten to breathe, gasped for breath, and almost suffocated unconsciously.

Jiang Zhu looked at the wall, and there were actually a few small flowers and grasses on the wall, and there were so many spirits of heaven and earth in this shrine.

Just as surprised, Huo stretched out his hand, and stuffed the little flower with mud directly into Jiang Zhu's mouth.

Jiang Zhu stepped aside quickly. Although he had spent a little energy trying out the Black Crow Corpse Dog not long ago, there was no need to waste it.

Huo paused for a moment, took out a golden rope from his sleeve to tie the little yellow flower, and handed it to Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu took it: "Can this rope prevent it from escaping?"

"..."

Well, it's simply impossible to get an answer.

Jiang Zhu held the rope up in front of his eyes, the Buddha in the small yellow flower was benevolent and kind-eyed, and exuded a soft weak light, and there was a burst of fragrance in his nose, like sandalwood in a Buddhist hall, which shocked people, and the energy consumed in the body was actually recovering.

Jiang Zhu thought, sure enough, it would be too wasteful to eat it directly.

Jiang Zhu read a lot of scripts when he was in college, one of which mentioned "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu", which recorded a kind of holy bodhi tree in this ancient book.

Legend has it that the bodhi seed of the bodhi tree has a natural Buddha pattern on it.

It is also a pleasure to watch the strange records of these sacred trees, because no one has seen them, but...

Jiang Zhu looked at the little yellow flower of Buddha in his hand, maybe the bodhi tree really existed, not the fantasy of the ancients but a real record, but because it was too rare, it gradually became an illusory and untrue legend.

Huo walked out of the cave, Jiang Zhu looked back at the few flowers and plants on the wall, and licked his lips, but he didn't dare to pick them by himself, so he hurriedly left.

As soon as he got out of the cave, those roars in the cave started again, as if he had been robbed of some treasure.

Jiang Zhu looked again, and there seemed to be caves along the huge mossy stone steps. Could it be...they are all shrines?How many other shrines like this are there?Where did God go?

It's all about doubts, like this mountain full of secrets.

The next day, when Jiang Zhu woke up, he glanced at the little yellow flower hanging on his waist, and the little yellow flower that was still blooming last night was actually closed.

Fortunately, he also boasted to the zodiac that there is a Buddha in it.

Jiang Zhu shook his hand, but there was no reaction at all.

The zodiac next to it drew out the dagger: "It can't be opened!"

"..."

The moment the flowers bloom, the room is full of fragrance, the Buddha's eyes are loving, and his body is trembling.

Jiang Zhu: "..."

Zodiac: "Hahaha!"

It's still early now, Zodiac went to the chicken coop, and then came back mysteriously.

Jiang Zhu asked, "What's wrong?"

I saw Zodiac secretly opened a corner of the tent, and there were more than a dozen eggs piled inside. Zodiac smiled so hard that his face almost rotted: "Our chickens lay eggs every day, and I hide all the eggs here."

Jiang Zhu steamed custard every day, but he didn't expect there to be so much left over. These six chickens are really cost-effective.

Jiang Zhu took the zodiac signs to the river to wash up, the sky was hazy, Uncle Jiaojiang was leading people to spear fish by the river, I heard that the new Tongshan puppet secret tribe was also buying a fish named "Gun" in the weak water Tianhe. Breeding fish can strengthen a person's physique, and the cultivation of the younger generation by the Mystic Clan is indeed much stronger.

Uncle Jiaojiang came over: "Have you heard the legend about the girl from the East China Sea?"

Jiang Zhu was taken aback.

Uncle Jiaojiang continued: "A girl by the East China Sea accidentally obtained a witchcraft, but because the witchcraft was too powerful, she was finally turned into a bird and cried in mourning by the East Sea all day long."

"This legend has been passed down in the Great Wilderness for a long time, and both the ancient country and the mysterious people will tell it to their descendants."

Jiang Zhu probably understood what Uncle Jiaojiang meant, he must have seen the black crow corpse on his body yesterday before telling him.

Although witches are more intelligent than animals, they still retain the habits of wild beasts and are extremely ferocious. If they do not have strong strength to suppress them, they will eventually be backlashed.

This is a warning to the younger generations, so we should not blindly pursue powerful witchcraft, but choose the one that suits the present.

Jiang Zhu thought to himself, it was somewhat similar to the myths and legends of "Jingwei filling the sea" that he knew, and he didn't know if there was any connection between the two.

Jiang Zhu suddenly discovered that the two worlds actually have some overlapping stories and legends, why?

Seeing that Jiang Zhu understood, Uncle Jiao Jiang sighed and continued: "I've been here for a while, and I plan to choose a time to take my clansmen to continue on the road. I guess I won't be able to wait for that one to come with me."

The tone is not sure.

Jiang Zhu was silent, Uncle Jiao Jiang was the first group of people he met in this world, is he going to separate?To look for Xuanpuqiu, which will never be found, because Jiang Zhu knows that their destination is here, but they can't believe it and can't believe it.

Uncle Jiaojiang and even his descendants will inherit the meaningless legacy of their predecessors from generation to generation.

There are also three children, King Kong, Rice Cake, and Moss. As far as he knows, the three of them, like the zodiac signs, were picked up by Uncle Jiaojiang halfway. , will definitely leave with Uncle Jiao Jiang, unlike Zodiac, whose sense of belonging is not yet strong, so he can stay with Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu was silent for a while, then said, "Let me help the team one more time."

The pattern on his palm is extremely mysterious, it seems that it can really tell good or bad, no matter what the result is, it is regarded as a parting gift.

Uncle Jiaojiang is already at a loss, so it would be better to have a divination by a shaman.

Let Zodiac get the "Book of Answers".

Hand the "Book of Answers" to Uncle Jiao Jiang: "Open a page at will."

The pattern on the palm is a bit hot. If the Fushi teacher recorded in the ancient book really exists, then it is likely to describe Jiang Zhu's current situation. The Fushi does not have a fixed form, it only uses this form to predict the result.

Uncle Jiaojiang opened the book and handed it to Jiang Zhu: "How?"

Jiang Zhu looked at the four words on the page and couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "Turn back and be right."

Uncle Jiaojiang: "..."

Even more confused, is he leaving or not?

By the river, the three people of King Kong Rice Cake and Moss were also spearing fish, and not far away, a person from the Tongshan Puppet Mystic Clan who looked like the master was watching the three of them.

"Giant Longbo, Bai Liuli, and Jianmu Yaoshu, I didn't expect even these three clans to perish."

He seemed to have seen the end of his Tongshan puppet secret clan, "Where is Xuanpuqiu?"

At this time, Jiang Zhu was also asking Uncle Jiaojiang a similar question: "So many people are looking for Xuanpuqiu. After countless years, isn't there any definite news about Xuanpuqiu?"

Uncle Jiaojiang replied: "It is said that Xuanpu Hill is the back garden of the gods. It is under the 36 shrines where the gods live, but no one knows what the 36 shrines are like..."

Jiang Zhu was taken aback, and couldn't help looking at the distant mountain. There shouldn't be exactly 36 shrines on the mountain, right?

This is the reverse deduction method, he knows that this is Xuanpuqiu, and deduces the 36 shrines that Uncle Jiaojiang said.

Jiang Zhu wasn't sure either, and he didn't continue to walk up the stone steps of the mountain, not sure what was going on up there.

I was meditating, when suddenly there was a panic by the river.

what happened?

Jiang Zhu raised his head, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

I saw a group of bronze coffins flowing along the rushing river in the rolling Tianhe River flowing down from the high peak.

In the weak and dusty Tianhe River, there are a group of heavy bronze coffins floating at this time.

They just flowed past Jiang Zhu's eyes, as if it had been like this since ancient times, without time and without stop, eternally unchanged.

The years are long, they have been flowing in this ancient river since the beginning of the years, and the flow is endless.

There are too many bronze coffins in the river, and there is no end in sight.

"What... is this?" Jiang Zhu was so shocked that he lost his mind.

The scene is still going on, and the group of bronze coffins is still going on, far exceeding the population of the secret race.

Could it be the coffins of an ancient country? People from an entire ancient country were buried in these bronze coffins?Drift with the water in an endless loop.

Even Uncle Jiaojiang, who has traveled many roads and experienced many places, was shocked beyond words: "It is said that this weak water Tianhe is the resting place of the gods..."

I don't know when, the old turtle also arrived at the river, and from the bronze coffin behind the old turtle came the peaceful and quiet sound of Xun.

Jiang Zhu looked over, it was Requiem for the Great Wilderness, who... was he thinking of?

If you look carefully, the cloud pattern on the bronze coffin of the disaster is the same as the cloud pattern on the continuous group of bronze coffins in the river.

The song sounded.

"Boom", all of a sudden, the group of bronze coffins in the river suddenly made a sound, as if something was hitting the coffin pier, like the harsh sound of sharp instruments scratching the metal.

The voices became one piece, and the rolling river couldn't cover up their voices.

Jiang Zhu's heart was in his throat. There were things inside these bronze coffins, and they were trying to lift the lids to come out.

"Woooo." Then there was a whining sound, like weeping and complaining, as if telling a story that I couldn't remember in any time.

Sorrow, the sorrow that the weak water Tianhe can't wash away.

What's in it?What does it have to do with misfortune?Why do they, who are drifting through the years like dead silence, wake up from a deep sleep after hearing the Xun sound of disaster.

The people on the shore didn't even dare to make a sound, including Jiang Zhu, who just stood there, watching the still endless group of bronze coffins rushing away.

Until, Jiang Zhu's body slowly became transparent and disappeared on the shore.

Jiang Zhu: "..."

He was so shocked that he forgot the time, and he didn't even have time to tell Zodiac to not run around and eat on time every day.

When Jiang Zhu realized it, he was already in the corridor where he rented.

"It seems that the location that appears every time is the location that disappeared last time."

Shaking his head, he shook the incredible picture out of his mind, and then looked at the closed little yellow flower in his hand.

Can you also bring things back from that world?Maybe bring back some valuable supplies from there next time?

Take the key to open the door.

Soon, Jiang Zhu's complexion was not very good. He was checking the balance on the card, which was 35 yuan.

He also wanted to buy a computer to open an Internet cafe, but now that he couldn't even afford a mouse, how could seven days be enough for him to earn money for a computer.