Chapter 509 Ghost Cloud

Chapter 509 Ghost Yunwen

Ye Xiaochuan wanted to find Xuan Ying the night before yesterday, but he met her today on Duantian Cliff. In addition to wanting to see if he could rescue his wealth from her clutches, he also wanted to find Xuan Ying. Ying looked at her Wufeng sword. Maybe she could recognize the ancient inscriptions on the Wufeng sword, and maybe she could solve the mystery of the origin of the two swords.

Regarding the wealth, Xuan Ying has no intention of returning it to Ye Xiaochuan now. There are not many things in the world that can enter her eyes, and the divine bird, fire phoenix, can barely count.

When Ye Xiaochuan saw that he didn't want to return Wangcai, he simply let her play for a few more days. Women are always hot for three days. Now that Wangcai is fun, she will definitely get tired of it in a few days.

So he said: "Senior, there is one more thing I would like to ask you."

Xuan Ying said: "What's the matter?"

Ye Xiaochuan took out Wufeng and said, "Senior, see if you can recognize the meaning of these inscriptions on Wufeng sword. Is it a long-lost writing?"

Xuanying threw Wangcai on Ye Xiaochuan's head. Wangcai was overjoyed and immediately flapped his fat wings to stretch out his confinement. He had been tortured so badly by this female devil in the past two days that he even had thoughts of death. It is happier to stay with the owner, have meat to eat all day long, and don't have to eat green beans to lose weight.

Xuan Ying carefully looked at the blade of Wufeng Sword. When Wufeng Sword and Zhanchen Sword were used, they would often be accompanied by a dazzling light. Many people didn't know that the blades of these two swords were not smooth, but engraved. Densely packed inscription patterns.

Even Xuan Ying had never thought of this before.

She frowned and studied it for a while. Ye Xiaochuan didn't see her speak for a long time. He just turned over and over and carefully looked at the inscription pattern on the sword.

So he couldn't help but ask: "Senior, do you see anything? What do these patterns mean?"

Xuan Ying did not answer immediately, but said: "Situ Feng didn't tell you?"

Ye Xiaochuan shrugged and said: "He doesn't know what it is, but he said it seems to be related to the black witch tribe in southern Xinjiang. This kind of writing has been lost for a long time. No one recognizes it, and he doesn't recognize it either."

Xuan Ying nodded silently and said: "Yes, this is a kind of writing of the Black Witch Clan in southern Xinjiang, called Guiyunwen. This kind of writing is rarely spread, and it is not the mainstream writing of the Black Witch Clan, but the Black Witch Clan's writing. An ancient cipher text secretly circulated among the wizards of the tribe can be traced back to 70,000 years ago, or even further. This ghost text was lost in southern Xinjiang for tens of thousands of years, and was revived 20,000 to 30,000 years ago. It’s a pity that the Black Witch Clan was short-lived and quickly disappeared among the hundreds of thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang. People in the Middle-earth region have probably never heard of it, let alone knowing it. It makes sense that Situ Feng doesn’t know it.”

Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed and said: "Senior Xuan Ying, since you know each other, what do these ghost-like characters on it mean? Tell me quickly, I really want to know!"

Xuan Ying glanced at him, handed the Wufeng sword back to Ye Xiaochuan, and said slowly: "There is nothing important, just some records about the origins of Zhanchen and Wufeng swords."

After saying that, with a move of his fingers, Wang Cai squatted on Ye Xiaochuan's head like a piece of shit, and his body flew uncontrollably into Xuan Ying's arms. No matter how he fluttered and struggled, it was all in vain.

When Ye Xiaochuan glanced, Xuan Ying had disappeared with Wang Cai.

He was very generous. This Xuanying really didn't take other people's affairs seriously. He just wanted to know the origin of the two swords Wu Feng and Zhan Chen. Maybe he could break the curse of three lives and seven lives.

As a result, this woman clearly told herself that the ghostly writing on the sword was to record the origin of the two swords, but she turned away and left, saying that this was irrelevant content.

Is there any mistake? It's not you who dares to be cursed. Ye Xiaochuan wanted to strangle her to death hundreds of times for someone who cared about this kind of thing that had nothing to do with him!

Situ Feng said: "Boy, although Xuan Ying can see that the inscription on the sword is ghost inscriptions, it is impossible for her to decipher it. What she said just now was actually a joke on you."

Ye Xiaochuan jumped up and said, "What, is she kidding me?"

Situ Feng said: "What do you think? This kind of writing has disappeared for many years when Xuan Ying was born. She practices necromancy. It is not surprising to see that it is ghost writing. But I can tell you clearly, She didn't recognize the words on it either. It seemed that Qing Lian and I were on the right track. The Zhanchen Wufeng swords had a great relationship with the ancient witch clan in southern Xinjiang. We wanted to unravel the secrets of the swords and the three. To survive the curse of seven lifetimes, we must search for clues in the Shiwan Mountains of Southern Xinjiang.”

Ye Xiaochuan was very disappointed now. If Xuan Ying really understood Gui Yun Wen, he would probably kneel down and beg for a few words when he saw her in the future, and she would probably tell him the above content.

After working on it for a long time, Xuan Ying couldn't understand it and wasted his feelings.

He was deflated, his head was sloppy, and he said: "Isn't it the same as you didn't say it? In the era when you lived, the four ancient witch clans had disappeared for many years, and now more than 6,000 years have passed. It is estimated that I can’t even find any bones and scum, where do you want me to find the descendants of the ancient witch clan?”

Situ Feng encouraged Ye Xiaochuan and said: "Nothing is difficult in the world, only for those who are willing. As long as you explore and search with your heart, you will definitely gain something."

"Come on, the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang are vast and boundless. I won't talk about poisonous insects, rats, ants, spiders, leeches, and highly toxic miasma. Just pick out any of the wild monsters living in the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, and you can kill a large group of them. It is said that some wild species have lived for tens of thousands of years without dying. I didn't even have a chance to escape when I met such a monster. The 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, the land of black ice in the far north, the Devil Island in the East China Sea, and the death swamp in the southwest are all forbidden areas for cultivators. If you enter, you will die. Going to the 100,000 mountains to find the black witch clan, one of the four ancient witch clans, like looking for a needle in a haystack, do you think I'm stupid? I still want to live happily for hundreds of years."

As a qualified coward, a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death, Ye Xiaochuan's life creed is to never approach a place within 300 miles where his life is in danger, and he will never go there even if he is beaten to death.

Jiesexing squeezed through the crowd with a strange look on his face. When he saw Ye Xiaochuan, he said, "Boss, something big has happened!"

Ye Xiaochuan said, "What happened? I just left for a while. What's the matter?"

Jiesexing had a very strange expression and said, "Bai Liyuan, Xiao Chi, Zhu Changshui and the others just opened the betting market and lost everything except their underwear. Now Bai Liyuan is angry and Xiao Chi is crying. No one can comfort them. What do you think we should do now? Should we comfort their poor and hurt hearts?"