Elf: I've been reincarnated into a Variety Monster

Chapter 161 Guard Entrustment——Going to Silver Mountain

On Sunday morning, Su Qian and Xiao Lu came to Yuanzhu gymnasium again.

Today is a rest day, Yuanzhu Gymnasium, which has not many people coming and going, will be deserted, but it has the air of a haunted house.

According to the agreed time, the two met the curator Jimowen again on the second floor of the front hall. He took off his glasses, wore a T-shirt inside, a khaki jacket on the outside, and black jeans.

Together with the owner of the Ji Maowen Museum, there is another old man over half a century old, with a short body, a chubby face, a head of silver hair that grows casually, two curved eyebrows and a pair of slender eyes under the shiny red tea forehead, his face is like a Maitreya Buddha.

He is the professor of the Department of History of Kanto University, Jimo Wen's tutor, Professor Kong Pukong.

Faced with such a simple and kind-looking old man, except that he didn't wear glasses, he even reminded people of Coach Anxi, even an elf like Su Qian, who had no scruples, would bow to him and say hello to him the first time they met: "Xu~ "

Sitting down in a small tea room for the guest of honor, Ji Maowen served a cup of hot tea to each of the two and the elf. After a brief introduction and greetings, he gradually brought the topic into today's theme: "Xiaolu, do you know Tianqingshan?" ?"

"I don't know," Xiaolu held the tea bowl in both hands, shook her head lightly, her cherry blossom-like lips pursed slightly inadvertently.

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

Similar nouns mean a mountain as blue as the sky, and 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 Phoenix King on that mountain.But on the Internet, no matter how Su Qian changed the description, he couldn't find it.

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

Professor Kong Pu next to him leaned forward slightly, and explained aloud: "It's normal not to know. Tianqing Mountain no longer exists. Of course, it is impossible for the mountain to disappear out of thin air. It just changed its name. Standing in our present time, From a point of view, things like language and writing seem to be static. The words you speak and the words you write are all exactly the same. But in the long river of history, these are things that change extremely fast..."

Just starting with the name of a mountain, Professor Kong successfully changed the topic to linguistics and philology, and the topic gradually diverged, which made Xiaolu and Su Qian stunned.

"Teacher, teacher," Ji Maowen had no choice but to remind him, "Where is Tianqing Mountain now?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Professor Kong pinched his chin, showing a smile that seemed to be normal.

Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, he now knows that about every 100 years or so, human writing will undergo tremendous changes.

People who read a hundred years later will find it difficult to understand the text of a hundred years ago, and they often understand it in the opposite direction.

Language, on the other hand, changes faster, often at an interval of about 50 years. If they do not live together all the time, there will be difficulties in communication between the two generations, and the words will not convey the meaning.

If they are separated in different places, the direction of evolution will be different. After another two or three hundred years of evolution, people in different regions will even call each other's language a foreign language.

Of course, the development of modern information technology and the emergence of the Internet have had major changes and influences on this in a certain sense, and are no longer within the scope of the discussion.

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

"In the classics of Chonghuo Sect, when I was looking for content related to the Rainbow Feather, I found a previous plan, which recorded in detail the date of a sacrificial event to the Phoenix King about 600 years ago. Planning, itinerary arrangement, the final location of the ceremony is Tianqing Mountain."

Professor Kong's expression showed 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 Tianqing Mountain, which once appeared in ancient books with only scales and claws, It is now on the east side of the Chengdu area, near the Baiyin Mountain on the Quartz Plateau. The place where the ceremony will be held should be somewhere on the mountainside of the Yunfu Peak of Baiyin Mountain."

"Oh! You are so powerful," Xiaolu exclaimed in a low voice, applauding softly.

Su Qian, who was shocked, was also deeply admired.

Such information and clues, without the intervention of professional scholars and professors, may not be able to be discovered in another 100 years on their own.

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

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Professor Kong smiled a little honestly, and waved his hands lightly.

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

(Qingyan is the position of a religious figure in the Fire Worship Sect.)
Professor Kong cleared his throat, and his voice deliberately became melodious and low, as if singing a poem:
"In the darkness before dawn, we set out from the camp, a neat procession singing hymns of praise.

When the morning light shines on the earth, we overcome difficulties and obstacles, and finally come to the altar.

Master Jinyan Chongming holds the iridescent feather and raises it high to meet the rising sun.

A rainbow was thrown into the sky, and the god of fire, Lord Feng Wang, appeared.

The sacred flames are sweeping across the earth, all the hard work is so insignificant at this moment..."

(Golden Flame is the highest position for religious figures in Zoroastrianism.)
Su Qian subconsciously looked at the quiet elf ball hanging on Xiaolu's waist.

Yanli 600 years ago?That sounds really far away.

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

If Yan Li could still remember one of them, what kind of mood would he be in?

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the instructor finished the diary and went to drink tea, Jimaowen interjected: "So, this time, Mr. Jinyan Sikongxin of the Chonghuo Sect intends to reproduce this passage from the ancient book, and go to Baiyin A ceremony will be held on the mountain, and the whole process will be filmed with a video 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, how fancy the ceremony was held on the Silver Mountain, it was impossible for the so-called Phoenix King to appear.It is impossible for Yan Li to appear in full view at such a time.

"What is the purpose of Mr. Jinyan Sikongxin?" Xiaolu asked cautiously.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, she had a stress response from Cen Man.

"For fame and money," Ji Maowen replied immediately without thinking.

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

"Actually, due to the changing times in the past hundred years, the Worshiping Fire Sect has been on the decline," Professor Kong continued. "It has grown from a religion that almost controlled the political power in the Chengdu area to now relying on historical inheritance, persuading people to be good, and the Phoenix King has the ability to resurrect the dead and control reincarnation after death. It is only more than 200 years of effort to deceive money."

The use of the word deceit shows that although Professor Kong cooperates with Chonghuo Sect, in his heart, he does not look down on this group of gods.

"Jinyan Sikongxin hopes to take advantage of the opportunity of the return of the Rainbow Feather to reenact the ancient ceremony process, reshape the social image of Zonghuo Cult, and attract more believers. Of course, for religion, believers mean money "Professor Kong shrugged, explaining Sikong Xin's plan in one sentence.

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

There are ghosts that can appear now.

Professor Kong took the newly filled teacup from Ji Maowen, "It would be best if he could show up, and I also hope to meet Feng Wang. If he doesn't show up, there's nothing he can do. What to do is Si Kongxin's own business. "

"I invited you here because of this." Jimaowen filled up the empty teacup in front of Xiaolu again. "The Chonghuo Sect plans to go to Baiyin Mountain to hold a ceremony to meet the Phoenix King in 10 days."

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

"The road to the Yunfu 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 ceremony together, but relied on those people hired by the Chonghuo Cult to protect the instructor's safety. Safety, I'm not worried.

I have always believed that whoever pays, the hired person will bother to protect the safety of the donor.It's a pity that I really don't have a vacation, and I can't spare time to go to Baiyin Mountain together.I inquired about your situation with my friends in Kanto, and I think your strength and character are not bad, so I hope to entrust you to ensure the safety of the mentor's journey. "

After explaining the reason, Ji Maowen emphasized again: "It is only necessary to ensure the safety of the instructor."

Xiaolu and Su Qian looked at each other, and nodded tacitly——it would be great if they could set off with the worship ceremony of the Zonghuo Cult.

Just now Su Qian was still thinking about whether to set off tomorrow and go to Baiyin Mountain to find some kind of festival place.That being the case, it's not bad for 10 days.

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

"The owner of Tianshang Kaoru in Hualan City," Jimo Wen relaxed, and said with a smile: "By the way, I almost forgot. She asked me to apologize to you for her and her disciples. Before you went to challenge the gym She was really sorry for what happened at that time."

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

At that time, Xiaolu had already calmed down after receiving the badge of Hualan Gymnasium. If Jimaowen hadn't mentioned it now, she would have almost forgotten about it.

"As for the entrustment fee, Xiaolu, I estimate that the whole process will take 8 to 10 days, how much will it cost?" Professor Kong asked rather embarrassedly.

Xiaolu also doesn't know much about the market pricing of remuneration, "You just need to set a price, I don't know much about the market."

"Mentor, I'll pay for it," Jimaowen took over the conversation in a big way, "This kind of personal safety protection in the wild with certain risks is generally calculated at 3000 yuan a day. You don't need to calculate how much money you have now, and leave Baiyin Mountain when the time comes , and then settle the bill.”

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

"Mentor, I introduced..."

Xiao Lu and Su Qian silently held up their teacups and watched silently.

The teacher and the student argued for a while, but in the end Jimaowen had the upper hand and finally followed his plan.

Xiaolu has no objection to things like working first and getting money later, after all, Yuanzhu Gymnasium is here, so it's impossible to run away and renege on debts, right?

After the discussion, the atmosphere was harmonious. I thought everything was settled. When Xiaolu wanted to say goodbye and leave, Jimaowen looked at Su Qian very curiously and asked, "Actually, I want to entrust you in the end. Except for the last gym battle I also heard from the owner Kaoru Tanaka that your Ditto can transform into Vile Zeon, right?"

"um, yes."

Naturally, there is no need for Xiaolu to deny what has been shown in the gymnasium battle.

"I heard from her that there is a move that I have never seen before. It is said that it is the unique legendary field of Bilizion? Can you let me see it?"

Pa, Jimowen clasped his palms together, "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?"

"Xu~" (Okay) Su Qian thinks the problem is not serious.

It just so happened that he also wanted to test, since the last time he used the Holy Sword of Grass, his level has increased by more than 10 levels, and if he uses the Holy Sword of Grass moves, his endurance will be much better.

"Go, go to the training ground," Jimaowen stood up impatiently.

Arriving at the empty space in the back hall, under the gaze and amazement of the teachers and students, Su Qian transformed into the form of Bilijion.

Legendary field: The holy sword of green grass is activated again, and the turquoise holy sword continues to extend.

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

Su Qian understood that if he wanted to continue to extend this giant sword, it would be a choice that would outweigh the gains.

brush!
The holy sword fell, cutting a neat deep ditch on the loess-covered training ground.

"Is this the move of Bili Zeon's legendary domain?" Jimowen applauded and praised, "It's so beautiful!"

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

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

Whoosh-!
The lightsaber dissipated, Su Qian took a heavy breath, took a tentative step to the side, shook the sharp horns on his head and threw a series of magic leaves.

It worked!
Now, after he was finally able to completely use one move of the Grass Sacred Sword, he still retained considerable fighting power.

For Su Qian, the skills in the field of legend are no longer a one-time skill that he will kneel down after he reluctantly releases it, but a skill that can be used at a critical moment to turn the world around.

(End of this chapter)