Chapter 210

Ye Xiang's true Qi wandered in the tiger amulet, just like walking in the meridians of some beast. With the movement of true Qi, ye Xiang also found a Dantian, in which there was a dark golden pill like dust.

Take back his Qi. He thought for a long time. He didn't want to understand how to refine the tiger amulet in his hand.

However, when he looked at the tiger amulet in his hand again, he found that the dark green copper rust on the surface of the tiger amulet had fallen off, revealing the inner copper color, and the patterns on the tiger amulet became clear.

Ye Xiang looked carefully and looked again. These seemed to be some words, like very old hieroglyphics.

He wanted to know what was written on these words, but he couldn't find the experts with the tiger amulet, so ye Xiang put away the tiger amulet and walked out of the hotel.

He went a long way to find a stationery shop near a primary school. After buying ink and a stack of rice paper, ye Xiang went straight back to the hotel.

Rubbing!

This is an ancient way for the ancients to rub and print content from stone tablets, and ye Xiang did the same.

Clean up the Hufu, then cut the rice paper into paper about the size of Hufu, wrap the paper on the Hufu, and finally wet it with water and wait to dry.

After drying, ye Xiang tore off the hotel towel and wrapped it in the shape of a cloth ball to dip in ink, and then pressed it on the rice paper wrapped in the tiger symbol with a small cloth ball.

So again and again, after more than an hour, a small tiger amulet rubbings appeared.

After drying, ye Xiang looked at the strange words on it and carefully distinguished them. The facts proved that he didn't know any of them.

After all, the characters used in China now are the small seal characters promoted by Qin Shihuang after the unification of the six countries by Qin Dynasty. Before the Qin Dynasty, the characters of each country were different in the spring and autumn and Warring States periods.

The words Ye Xiang saw now should be those of the state of Wu. It seems that it is difficult to crack them.

But ye Xiang put away the rubbings. He wasn't going to take them out now. Before he found the tombstone of King Helu of Wu, ye Xiang didn't know who among so many people could understand the words of the state of Wu.

Later, ye Xiang lay on the bed with the copper tiger amulet in his hand. The more he looked at Ye Xiang, the more he felt strange.

The copper of this tiger amulet itself is very good, but aren't all bronze used in the spring and Autumn period?

But the tiger amulet was obviously pure copper, which made Ye Xiang doubt the authenticity of the tiger amulet again.

However, this tiger amulet contains something similar to animal meridians, which can not be made by modern handicrafts.

Ye Xiang hesitated, and suddenly a flash flashed in his mind, "activate" it!

He didn't know what he thought. He always felt that since there were meridians, Dantian and even a small dark golden pill like dust in the tiger amulet, would the tiger amulet be activated if enough true Qi was input.

Perhaps, like what is said in the novel, such a thing may give birth to a spirit and an instrument spirit!

It was Ye Xiang's consistent habit to do it when he thought of it. He picked up the tiger amulet and continued to pour real Qi.

Slowly, ye Xiang felt that the tiger talisman in his hand had changed. Looking down, he found that the tiger talisman looked more and more like a fierce tiger, and the overall shape was changing.

Moreover, ye Xiang also found a problem. The tiger talisman was so slapped, but the amount of real Qi Ye Xiang input into it surprised him.

His own Dantian is big enough, but it seems that the Dantian of Hufu is not much smaller than that of Ye Xiang.

When Jiang Guozhu took a wisp of remnant soul from the cold soul ice pill, ye Xiang was taken away a lot of true Qi. Now he can't input the true Qi to the tiger Fu. He began to be a little weak.

While cursing old man Taibai, ye Xiang began to cultivate and replenish his Qi.

In the inheritance of "Tao", there is a core cultivation law, that is "one drum can be achieved overnight, and a little slack will break thousands of miles!"

Ye Xiang's understanding of this sentence is that when practicing or refining, you should have the determination and ability to work hard, otherwise don't try easily.

"Roar..."

The roar of the beast sounded, and ye Xiang instinctively stopped.

Looking at the tiger amulet in his hand, it has now become a beautiful copper tiger. The shape is lifelike, and the words on the tiger amulet are still the same.

Ye Xiang looked at the changed tiger amulet in his hand and thought that if he took it out, who would recognize it as a tiger amulet in the spring and Autumn period.

Moreover, ye Xiang could feel that the tiger talisman seemed to be alive. He could even feel the breath of the tiger talisman and the mutual flow between the Reiki and the real Qi in the tiger talisman.

Is this Bian Zhu?

But this thing doesn't have the characteristics of Tianshu and Dique!

There is not a trace of spatial fluctuation, let alone huge vitality.

You should know that no matter what the scene in the cave is, even if it is a place of death, the Tianshu Dique will still show vigorous vitality.

But there is no tiger amulet. To be exact, ye Xiang's layout is Tianshu Dique, which is more like a living tiger.

At this moment, Wang Zhe seemed to see a fierce tiger galloping through the mountains and forests of the ancient kingdom of Wu in Suzhou more than 2000 years ago, whistling from time to time, and surprised the birds in the mountains and forests. A king in heavy armor hid in the dark with a bronze sword, ready to jump out and fight the tiger at any time.

But the king didn't want to kill the tiger. His purpose was to domesticate the tiger.

Domestication!

yes! It's domestication!

The way to refine the tiger amulet is domestication. Ye Xiang thought about how to domesticate the tiger by holding the tiger amulet in his hand again and pouring real Qi into it.

The tiger is the king of beasts. If you want to domesticate a tiger, the person who domesticates the tiger must be a king, otherwise you can't domesticate the tiger.

"I am your master!" Ye Xiang said something silently, and then ye Xiang felt a flower in front of him, and then ye Xiang felt the warmth of the sun shining on him.

Slowly opening his eyes, ye Xiang found that he was working on the top of a mountain with dense forests and bamboo sea below.

The breeze rippled through the bamboo sea, the green waves surged, and the unique fragrance of plants floated into his nostrils. Ye Xiang took a deep breath and felt comfortable in his heart and lungs!

"The wind blows, the bamboo leaves fall, the sword hides the belly of the fish, and the king is not drunk with a thousand cups of wine. Thousands of Chinese heroes kill and read now. In ancient times, emperors kill more, mediocre people mistook their country for the king, righteous men fight for the world, and those who are capable fight for the emperor!"

This is a seven character poem, without the awkward and rare words in the Tang and Song dynasties in order to pursue rhymes.

Ye Xiang stood up and looked around. With a smile on his face, he suddenly shouted, "younger Ye Xiang wants to see King Helu of Wu!"

The sound came back from the top of the mountain and startled the small animals in the mountain forest.

"Moo..."

With the low sound of an old cow, ye Xiang looked down the mountain differently. There were thousands of hectares of fertile soil, farmers were farming, and children were playing at the edge of the field.

But it was these playful children who looked at Ye Xiang with silly eyes, because those children actually danced in the sky and chased and avoided each other in the air.

Looking at the scene in front of him, ye Xiang seemed to hear the sound of children playing.

"Younger generation, what's my world like!" A clear voice sounded, and ye Xiang jumped away. Then he saw a handsome young man in a long shirt, looking at Ye Xiang kindly.

Ye Xiang, who was relieved of God's son, smiled awkwardly, then bowed and said, "elder, but king Helu of Wu!"

"It's me!" The man smiled back and said proudly.

Ye Xiang was overjoyed when he heard the speech and said with a smile, "it was really false that the elder died in battle. It turned out that he really came to this flat world?"

Helu laughed and said, "are you killed in battle? How hard it is for a cultivator to die. I think you should know better than me. The reason why I came here pretending to be dead was that there were disputes and wars in the world at that time, but I only wanted to compete for a small place.

But you see, my place is more than several times larger than the great Zhou world laid down by my ancestors.

Under the management of my husband for more than 20000 years, the population is over one billion, and people can cultivate truth. Children are born to open the field. They can walk for three days and resist the sword. They can speak after a month. They can walk like flying and cultivate consciously after a year. Before the age of three, there are gold pills everywhere. "

Ye Xiang's brain was buzzing, and the whole person couldn't close his mouth.

Three year old gold elixirs can be found everywhere. You can walk and resist the sword three days after birth!

You can speak in a month

Is this still human?

If so, I'm afraid this is a group of the most advanced humans in evolution.

Ye Xiang even has the illusion that human beings have not evolved, but have degenerated!

"Follow me!" Helu said something casually, and ye Xiang felt light, and then followed Helu to resist the sky.

At the moment, looking down from a high altitude, ye Xiang found that there were really many people in the cave. There were lots of houses everywhere, but they were very regular.

Fields are fields and houses are houses, but there are no cities and markets.

Ye Xiang also found that most of the crops here are corn, rice and buckwheat. There are no common crops such as soybeans, potatoes and wheat.

Looking at Helu's accomplishments, ye Xiang found that Helu's accomplishments were very strange. He was still a golden elixir, but it was somewhat different from the golden elixir.

So ye Xiang asked, "I take the liberty to ask, what is your master's accomplishments?"

"Twenty robberies have passed!" Helu replied casually, "after the golden elixir, there will be a disaster every thousand years, and my life will increase by 2000. I still have 38000 yuan."

This surprised Ye Xiang, but he was not stunned. Now he understands that anything here is possible.

Then ye Xiang asked again, "elder, how long does the farmer here live?"

"Those who live a long life have experienced ten robberies, and ordinary farmers generally have two robberies of life yuan."

One thousand years, one hundred thousand years, ordinary farmers still have two lives, that is, two thousand years old.

"Although the farmers had quarrels, they did not fight. If you want to fight, you can compete in the arena. You can enjoy singing and dancing and writing with bamboo sticks. It hasn't changed in 20000 years, and I don't want to change after that. "

They gradually fell down. Money fell in a Adobe thatched house, and a child was boiling water in a mud stove.

After the water boils, put the bamboo leaves removed in advance into the clay porcelain bowl, and the bamboo fragrance overflows with the boiling water.

"Children of future generations, drink a bowl of bamboo water and tell me about future generations!"