Spirit Planter

Yan Jinzhou felt very strange, okay, how could someone cast such a vicious curse on them.

In addition, the more vicious the curse, the greater the price to be paid for casting the curse. Like the endless curse, the cost will exceed life, which is unimaginable.

He asked the village chief, "When did you become like this?"

The village chief shook his head, "I don't know." Suddenly he seemed to remember something, "Senior, the ancestor left a notebook, maybe there is a record in the journal."

Yan Jinzhou secretly thought that to undo the curse, he still needs to know the whole story, "Show me."

"Yes, senior, I'll go back and get it right now." The village chief walked quickly with the wind on his feet, and his appearance didn't seem like the pace that an old man could walk out at all.

Seeing that Yan Jinzhou's sword eyebrows were slightly drawn, all the villagers guessed that things were not optimistic, so they couldn't help lowering their heads and frowning.

Zhong Yanhao looked at Yan Jinzhou's beautiful side face, and was also a little worried, but he didn't say anything, he believed in Yan Jinzhou, no matter how difficult things were, he could do it.

Just like avenging Gu Daozong, in his opinion, killing Lu Tianyang was as difficult as going to heaven, but under Yan Jinzhou's plan, he was finally killed.

It is so difficult to achieve, let alone other things.

Yan Ningchen walked towards Yan Jinzhou, frowning slightly, "Father, Daddy, my little brother and I went to the village to have a look and send a message."

Yan Jinzhou nodded, and Zhong Yanhao warned, "Be careful."

Yan Ningchen smiled at the two, "Understood, Daddy."

Yan Zhao and Yu Yanjun talked to Yan Jinzhou, then went to a deserted place, turned into a ray of light and entered the Secret Realm of Inheritance, to help check the jade slips, what if they found any clues?

Not long after, the village head took back the letter and presented it to Yan Jinzhou with both hands, "Senior, this is the letter left by the ancestor."

Yan Jinzhou took the letter in his hand, and immediately felt an unusual spiritual force flowing on the surface of the letter.

He took a closer look, and found that the letter was actually paper made of golden thread spiritual grass. The golden thread spiritual grass is a mysterious spiritual plant, and it is extremely precious. If it is made into paper, it will not be corrupted for thousands of years, and it will remain as new for a long time.

There is another function. Apart from recording things, the paper itself is also an attacking spiritual weapon, a mysterious spiritual weapon, which is rarely seen in the downstream cultivation world.

What is the origin of this ancestor that there is such a precious thing?

He opened the notebook with strong curiosity, and his expression was like this,—_—.

Zhong Yanhao stood by and watched together, his expression was also the same, —_—.

The crooked, caterpillar-like characters on the letters were not edited by them at all. As for what was written, only the person who wrote it knew.

Naturally, the village head had also read the handbook, but he couldn't understand it either, so while Yan Jinzhou was reading it, he listened carefully to the movement, and felt a sense of loss when he saw that the two couldn't understand it.

As a last resort, Yan Jinzhou called Yan Zhao over, and Yu Yanjun came over curiously, "Brother Zhou, what's the matter?"

Yan Jinzhou handed the letter to Yan Zhao, and said in a helpless tone, "Look at what tribe this is written by." Really... I don't know any of them.

Yan Zhao didn't understand it, but Yu Yanjun understood, "This is the language of the Yaozu."

Yan Jinzhou, Zhong Yanhao, "..."

Demon clan?

Yan Zhao nodded, "Brother Zhou, you belong to the monster clan. It is recorded in the secret realm. Yanjun, please translate it."

Yu Yanjun readily agreed, "Okay, leave this to me."

Yan Jinzhou needed some time to read the translation, so he said to the village chief, "Go and do your own business, wait for me to read the contents of the letter, and then come up with a solution."

The village head humbly said with some awe, "Thank you, senior."

After such a long time, someone finally understands it and waits carefully. He also wants to know the secrets of the village and what the ancestors did to make them look like this.

The villagers dispersed one by one, and when they left, they all looked at Yan Jinzhou expectantly, hoping that he could help them get back to normal.

Li Dongyu hesitated for a while before walking in front of Yan Jinzhou, "Senior, I want to ask, do you have a solution?"

Yan Jinzhou said bluntly, "I have to know the whole story first, and then think of a solution. You asked me to save people now. Sorry, I can't do anything."

Li Dongyu hurriedly explained, "Senior, that's not what I mean, what I mean is there is hope?"

Yan Jinzhou thought for a while, and replied, "This matter has not reached the end, so there is hope."

Li Dongyu thought about Yan Jinzhou's words carefully, and suddenly laughed, "Senior, what do you like to eat, I'll ask my parents to make it for you?"

Yan Jinzhou looked at Li Dongyu, this young man was smart, "Eat what you have, don't be picky."

"Yes." Li Dongyu went home happily.

Yan Jinzhou turned back and said to Yan Zhao, "Yan Zhao, you accompany Yan Jun to translate here, I'll go see Ning Chen and the others."

"Okay." Yan Zhao wanted to stay with Yu Yanjun.

Here, Yan Ningchen searched for the Yin Qi he sensed, but he felt that the Yin Qi seemed to be spread evenly in the village, it was everywhere, and there was the same amount everywhere, which was very strange.

Yan Changhua looked at Yan Ningchen, thought for a while and asked, "Ning Chen, what are you looking for?"

Yan Ningchen lowered his voice, "Look for the source of Yin Qi."

Yan Changhua is not a Taoist cultivator, so he doesn't understand it very well. His first reaction was, "Is there a ghost here?"

Yan Ningchen waved his hand, frowned and said, "It's not a ghost. The Yin Qi of a ghost is different from the Yin Qi I perceive. This Yin Qi is colder, and it... carries a sense of hatred, yes, it is hatred, this hatred The meaning is mixed with Yin Qi, scattered all over the village, every place has it."

Yan Changhua became more and more confused, isn't Yin energy in a ball?

But he didn't ask any more, and he didn't understand even if he asked, so let Yan Ningchen take a good look at it, and when he understands it, he will naturally understand it when he talks about it.

Here, after walking for a while, Yan Jinzhou asked Zhong Yanhao, "Do you think it's colder in this village than outside?"

"Yes, but it's cold. It's not that the weather is cold. It's that something makes us feel cold." Zhong Yanhao is a fire root, and has a sharper perception of temperature. He sensed it as soon as he came in.

Yan Jinzhou said bluntly, "Yin Qi." Then he frowned again, "The Yin Qi here makes me feel extremely uncomfortable. When I encountered Yin Qi before, it could be directly absorbed into the body and transformed into spiritual power, but The Yin Qi here is not good, and there is a violent breath in it, so I dare not absorb it."

Zhong Yanhao was puzzled, "Irritable Yin Qi?"

Yan Jinzhou nodded, "I feel very depressed, and as long as I get angry a little, I can't help but want to destroy the world, as if there is some deep hatred."

Zhong Yanhao felt the aura around him carefully, and he really felt that way, "Ning Chen knows a lot about this, let's ask him."

"it is good."

After hearing Yan Jinzhou's words, Yan Ningchen told Yan Jinzhou of his discovery, "Father, this village is really weird, I'm worried that something will happen."

At this moment, a cloudy wind came from nowhere and blew towards the four of them.

Vaguely, the four people saw around them, countless white bones crawling out of the ground, so many, densely packed, covering the ground...

Yan Jinzhou took out the smelly Lingzhi, and the illusion dissipated immediately.

Zhong Yanhao looked at the ground with a stern expression, "Jinzhou, those bones..."

Yan Jinzhou narrowed his eyes, and his gentle eyes were tinged with coldness, "It's not a human bone, but a spirit snake. The villagers in this village were cursed by the spirit snake."

Yan Ningchen was very curious, "Father, why did the spirit snake curse them?"

Yan Jinzhou can't answer this question now, "I should know when Yan Jun translates the letter."

Zhong Yanhao was worried about what would happen again, so he said, "Ning Chen, do you still want to see something, if you don't, we'll go back."

"Don't read it, Dad, let's go back."

The three turned around and walked back. At this time, Yan Changhua looked behind a nearby tree. He seemed to have seen a white spirit snake just now.

But it disappeared in a blink of an eye. Could it be that he misread it?

Yan Ningchen took two steps, seeing that Yan Changhua didn't follow, he hurriedly turned around and pulled him back, "Let's go, little senior brother."

"En." After walking a few steps, Yan Changhua told the three of them what he had just seen.

Hearing this, Yan Jinzhou didn't look back, and acted very ordinary, "White spirit snakes are rare, how can there be here?"

Indeed, in the direction Yan Changhua was looking at, behind a tree behind that tree, a white spirit snake the size of a fist stared straight at the people with a pair of eyes showing hatred.

Zhong Yanhao frowned and guessed, "Jinzhou, could it be this white snake that caused the trouble?"

Yan Jinzhou hesitated for a moment, then said, "It is possible, but there is no evidence."

At this time, Li Dongyu ran over, "Several seniors, my parents have cooked dinner, let me invite you back to eat."

Yan Jinzhou nodded to him, "Let's go."

The Li family opened a separate table for Yan Jinzhou and the others. The food was very rich, and it could be seen that they were very attentive.

Father Li said enthusiastically, "Seniors, please sit down."

Yan Jinzhou regained his gentle expression, "Well, you guys go eat too."

"it is good."

In the evening, Yu Yanjun finished translating the letter, "Brother Zhou, look, it's really a sad story."

Yan Jinzhou's curiosity was aroused, "How sad?"

Yu Yanjun sighed, with a bit of melancholy, "It's very sad."

Yan Jinzhou called Zhong Yanhao over to watch together.

The two found a stone, sat down side by side, then opened the first page of the handbook and read it.

The story happened 1000 years ago in the middle reaches of the comprehension world.

There is a village called Luohuai Village. This village has a very special location, located on the edge of the enchantment of the demon world.

There is a girl named Luo Ge in the village.

As the name suggests, Luo Geren is good-looking, and her singing voice is even more melodious. When she sings, she can attract all beasts to listen.

At the beginning, everyone didn't know that she had this ability.

One day, she sang in the back of the village and attracted all kinds of beasts. All the spirit beasts crawled in front of her and listened to her singing. This scene was seen by the villagers, and a poisonous plan was born.

The villagers asked Luo Ge to sing to attract the beasts. They set traps in advance to capture the beasts and went to the city to exchange for spirit stones.

Luo Ge is young and kind-hearted, and he is unwilling to do this.

Author's gossip: ps: Please recommend a ticket.