Chapter 12 The High Rock Wall

Chapter 12 The Highness of the Rock Wall

Hearing him say no, he didn't care much about laughing and forgetting the book, but the old man Hong and the serum wind widened their eyes and thought to himself how Su Yong could be so stingy.

"It seems that this weapon is what General Su attaches great importance to." Xiao Wangshu shook his head and smiled.

Su Yong quickly laughed and said, "I'm joking. If you want to see it, just watch it." Old man Hong and serum wind are both here. He won't grab it. If you don't even ask for a look, it will inevitably make people more suspicious. He untied the blood knife with the scabbard and handed it over.

He faintly heard the low hum of the swordsmith in his mind, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The blood knife was not heavy, but when Xiao Wangshu took it, his face was extremely solemn, and he seemed to understand that it was an extremely valuable thing.

There was a rubbing tremor from the blade and the scabbard, and a touch of blood red was exposed to the sun, deep and cold, with purple in red. The not bright knife light seems to be condensed with countless blood. Although the weight is light, it gives people an extremely heavy feeling.

Xiao Wangshu narrowed his eyes and stared silently at the nearly purple blood color, as if there was a divine light in his eyes.

After looking at it for a long time, he still put his sword into the sheath. Hearing the crisp sound of the blood knife completely into the sheath, Xiao Wangshu slowly closed his eyes, as if he was listening to and thinking about something. After a long time, he sighed slightly: "General Su's weapon is an ancient magic soldier, and the breath of killing is extremely heavy. Even the sound of tremors is like a fierce spirit drinking blood, and it still can't cover the roar of the dead soul in the sheath... Looking forward to General Su in the future. Think twice about it, don't take killing as a pleasure, be confused by the weapon, and finally get the name of a murderer.

Hong Yuanba and Serum Feng laughed and thought that laughing and forgetting books was joking.

Only Su Yong's heart was shocked and speechless for a long time. After a long time, he squeezed out a smile and asked casually, "There are rivers and lakes everywhere... Is there any way out?"

He remembered what the swordsmith said to him at the beginning, and cultivation was a road of no return.

Xiao Wangshu looked at him deeply and smiled and said, "Everything is from the heart. If you think it's Jianghu, it's Jianghu; if you think it's heaven and earth, it's heaven and earth. There are not only rivers and lakes in the world.

He smiled and forgot the book and returned the sword to him, and then put his hands behind him. He looked up at the sky and the West Sea in the distance and sighed, "The reason why I only use a mortal iron weapon is that I don't want to be confused by the weapon. The greater the killing of sharp weapons in the world, the heavier the fierceness, and in the end, people will be lost... At that time, I don't know whether you are in control of the weapon or the weapon holding you.

Su Yong was silent and left with a smile.

"This guy is pretending to be a ghost." The serum wind didn't mutter in a low voice until his figure disappeared.

Su Yong shook his head blankly: "Maybe he's right."

Hong Yuanba was silent for a long time and nodded slightly.

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The three of them sat down again, flipped through all the books about the legend of Posei, discussed it, and finally even called Mr. Pu to the ancient seaside rock wall he said, and made a personal observation.

Looking at Mr. Pu excitedly pointing to several boundaries on the rock wall and explaining loudly, and then knocking down a few rocks to do real-time experiments with a strange instrument, the three of them were silent for a long time.

Now the clues point more and more to the whole western land that has been submerged under the deep sea. Because this ancient sea rock wall itself is extremely high, standing on it, you can almost overlook the whole clay city. This is most likely to be a high landmark thousands of years ago, and it can only be preserved because the rock mass is extremely strong.

Although the ancients had graphic records, people always believed in what they saw with their own eyes, not to mention instruments and tools as evidence.

"Mr. Pu has studied history for many years and has known whether there were any tall mountains in the west in ancient times, which were enough to accommodate a large number of people." Su Yong asked.

Mr. Pu shook his head blankly. He was a little excited about the favor of the three adults. He pondered for a long time and pointed to the rock wall and said, "This Yuhua rock is extremely strong. According to the common sense of geographical materials, Yuhua rock is rarely mixed with other soil layers, mostly an independent rock wall. Several adults also saw that the whole west was almost a plain, and such a rock wall could not accommodate people, not to mention that the sea water had almost flooded this place in those years.

Su Yong nodded, and at this time, the serum wind suddenly said, "Why do we have to give up near and far?"

Su Yong has already had this idea. When old man Hong heard the words, his eyes lit up and said, "You mean, let's go to her directly and ask her?"

Serum wind nodded and said, "I left in a hurry last time, and I didn't figure out many details. It's reasonable to ask her this time. What's more, even if she deliberately hides it, she will always see something.

Old Mr. Hong nodded in a hurry. Last time he heard that there were countless jewels that made his heart itch, for fear that he would not have a chance to have a look. For him, it's good to die in the morning and evening. Seeing those rare jewelry, the dead also closed their eyes.

Su Yong said calmly, "It's better to know more about the outside things before going in, which is conducive to analysis. Because we can't ask her questions in two or three days, which will arouse the other party's suspicion.

At this time, Mr. Pu asked inexplicably, "Who do you want to ask?" Who knows the history of Hongtu City better than our three old men?

Su Yong patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "This person is probably clearer than the three of you combined, but it depends on whether she is willing to tell the truth." After saying that, he didn't care that the black-faced scholar was depressed and jumped on the rock wall to check it.

"This seems to be a personal sign." Su Yong suddenly squatted down and wiped his palm hard on the surface of the stone.

The other two were shocked and hurriedly jumped up Mr. Pu.

Su Yong wiped the oxide layer on the surface of the stone with an sandpaper-like palm. The trace of similar handwriting on the rock was a little clearer. When he got closer, it was indeed a square word. The strokes were quite complicated, but unfortunately they couldn't understand.

At this moment, Mr. Pu, who finally leaned down tremblingly, rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "This is an ancient text, which means 'si', Si Si."

Son? Su Yong suddenly remembered that he, Yang Yihu and others had also found a word "2" on the black reef of Tongluo Island, but it was a traditional script of Yanlong, which was different from this.

It's not such a coincidence, is it? Su Yong frowned. It is a little reluctant to say that these square words with no bad strokes are naturally formed. But there are no traces of artificial carving on the rock.

There is a word "2" on the black reef on Tonggong Island. There is a strange southeast entrance to the underground palace under it, and there is a giant rat guard. There is a word "Si" here. Is there anything strange about it?

He approached the rock wall and looked around.

But this spire is generally only a few feet round on the rock wall, but there is no other strangeness, and there are no holes or so on. Under his constant slap, he didn't feel any emptiness.

The three people next to him couldn't help but be a little curious when they saw him patting around. Serum Feng smiled and asked, "What are Brother Su looking for?" Is there still a treasure here?"

Su Yong smiled bitterly and said, "Of course it's a treasure, but I'm afraid it's a dangerous place."

He slapped everywhere to no results. He returned to the ancient text again and stepped on the place in distress: "What the hell is going on?"

Just as soon as he stepped on it, the rock wall suddenly clicked. Then they found that the whole rock wall was slowly turning.

"What the hell." Mr. Pu screamed in horror.