Chapter 11 Southern Smoke Cloud Lock Late Autumn 11

Zhuoma's words were shocked: "I didn't expect that the saint also knew my Zhongyuan Taoist sect. Yes, I am a Kunlun disciple. It seems that you are also a monk, saint.

Since he knows the Central Plains Taoist Gate well and has the magic power of immortality, presumably the Nirvana Scroll must be a Taoist book, but I don't know why the heavy light can't feel the inherent breath of the monk from the other party, which is the fundamental reason for his uncertainty.

"I don't know whether I am a monk or not, but I know someone who is from your middle school. The reason why I can become a nirvana is because of his help. A strange look appeared on Saint Zhuoma's face, as if she was remembering something. She looked down at Wuhan and Zhuoma and sighed, "Wuhan has already had sons, and Zhuoma has grown up. There are some things that should be told you, because these are also your responsibilities. Mr. Xiao, you are a friend of Yunduo. These days, you have also helped us Bai Miao people a lot. Although you are silent and a little strange, I can see that you are kind-hearted and not a bad person. Let's listen to these words together. Maybe you can still help.

Yunduo and Wu Han heard the words and looked at each other, and Yunduo said, "Auntie, what the hell is it? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?" Their brother and sister had long known that their grandparents had something to hide from them, and now they heard Zhuoma say it and hurriedly urged them.

Zhuoma coughed twice and cleared her throat before she began to tell: "We, the Bai Miao clan, are descendants of the ancient Great Sage Phoenix, which is also the origin of the name of our Phoenix Village. For thousands of years, we have been living and working here, guarding the bloodline of the ancestors of the Phoenix, and the Nirvana Scroll is the legendary secret of the immortality of the Phoenix family.

"Phoenix Nirvana, this is a legend that the world has heard, but there are several people who know the true meaning." Zhuoma's voice was melodious, as if she had drifted from a faraway place, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with her.

"It is said that when the phoenix comes at the time limit, it gathers sycamore branches to burn itself. It is reborn in the fire. Its feathers are richer, its sound is more clear, and its spirit is more marrowful. And the reason why all this happened lies in the mystery recorded on this nirvana volume in our clan. However, for thousands of years, none of the people of the Phoenix people can practice Nirvana to great success. Fortunately, there are some outstanding people who have just learned some irrelevant skills and can't understand the mystery of Phoenix Nirvana's rebirth.

Two thousand years ago, a spring suddenly appeared in the valley behind Fenghuangzhai, and the spring inside was fragrant and sweet. Many ethnic groups couldn't help drinking the ** of the spring, and took two sips, which turned out to be a big trouble.

"These people who drank spring water were normal at first, and there was nothing different. But as the days went by, their bodies began to change strangely. First, he grew tall and strong, with infinite strength, and then the pores in many parts of his body became thicker, like savages. Moreover, these people who drank the spring have not only changed their appearance, but also their nature has also changed greatly. The originally kind and gentle person suddenly became domineering, brave and fierce, full of anger, and often made trouble at any time, causing countless troubles in the stockade.

The cloud couldn't help sighing, "What a terrible spring. These people are so pitiful that they have become like those black seedlings." As soon as she said this, she suddenly thought of something and couldn't help shivering and felt a cold feeling like falling into an ice cave.

"When my aunt said these words to me, what I said was exactly the same as you are now." Zhuoma's voice was calm and chilling: "Then my aunt told me that those who drank the spring were the ancestors of these Black Miao people now."

"What--" Wu Han and Yunduo spoke in one voice, with a shocking expression. Since they became sensible, the lesson they have received every day is how hateful these Hei Miao people are. Although they have vaguely heard that these Hei Miao people have some connections with their own people, they also think that they are distant relatives at most. Unexpectedly, they are all of the same clan.

Xiao Chongguang was not surprised. In fact, he had been suspicious for a long time. After listening to Zhuoma's words, he was even more psychologically prepared. Seeing Wuhan and Yunduo's stunned expression, he couldn't help interrupting, "So, the Hei Miao clan and the Bai Miao clan are originally the same kind. Because of this spring, they split into two hostile tribes?"

Zhuoma nodded and said, "That's right. At that time, there were no black seedlings and white seedlings. They were all Miao people and belonged to one family. After the spring of this evil gate came out, many people's temperament changed greatly because they drank the spring, and their bodies became like beasts. At that time, the patriarch of the stewmer immediately made a decision to prohibit the clan from touching that kind of spring again and sent people to guard the spring. As a result, these deteriorated people became crazy, hurting their compatriots everywhere, and gathered to attack the blockade set by the patriarch, hoping to get more springs.

"The deteriorated people are only a small part of the people, but after they drank the spring, their bodies are much stronger than the ordinary people. The two sides had a war at the entrance of the valley. Originally, we could rely on the large number of people to steadily suppress each other, but the spring water suddenly emitted countless miasma. After hearing this, our people They did not fall to the ground, but those deteriorated people were as stronger as taking tonics. Suddenly, the situation reversed, the attack and defense changed, and some people died innocently. The patriarch had no choice but to order the rest of the clan to gather and leave the valley.

"Those deteriorated people occupied the valley, drank the spring water crazily, and became more vicious and domineering one by one. After a day of carnival, they finally got tired and lay down by the spring and fell asleep.

"Let me guess," Chongguang became interested and couldn't help saying, "Since you Bai Miao clan now occupy this valley, you must take back the valley while they sleep at night, otherwise it will be invincible for them to drink like this, and there is no way for you to live."

"You are really smart, and you guessed a good one." Zhuoma did not hide the appreciation in her eyes: "At that time, there was a warrior named Wumeng in our family. He was the nephew of the patriarch. He was not only born with divine power, brave and good at fighting, but also shrewd and resourceful. At that time, the patriarch led many people to escape from the valley. He was panicked and helpless, and was afraid that those who drank the spring would become stronger and would not give themselves a way to live. At this time, Wu Meng stood up and proposed to sneak into the valley to investigate the situation. As a result, he found that his fellows who had become beasts had fallen asleep on the ground and did not notice his existence at all.

"Then he took this opportunity to lead his peers to subdue these sages?" Although he knew that the result was bound to be like this, Yunduo still kept biting her fingers nervously after listening to her aunt telling these old stories.

"Yes, after Wu Meng went back, he discussed with the patriarch and rushed into the valley with a group of warriors selected from the clan to capture and tie up the sleeping barbarians. Then they were moved out of the valley and transported out of the stockade overnight.

When Wuhan heard this, he was a little surprised: "Why didn't you kill all those savages? If they were all eradicated at that time, wouldn't there be no Hei Miao people in the world, and there would be so many right and wrong later?" He witnessed the Hei Miao clan invade many times since he was a child. When he grew up, he succeeded to be the patriarch. He led the clan to fight against Hei Miao several times. Naturally, he hated it to the bone. Although now he knows that the two clans are one family, this feeling of hatred that goes deep into the bone marrow will still not be eliminated for a while, and it will unconsciously appear in his words.

Zhuoma stared at him: "At that time, the people who drank the spring did not do much evil. Many people have not completely lost their minds, retaining some of their remaining human nature. Many people are relatives and friends with sober people. The fights between the two sides are still merciful, so the casualties are not serious. Since those barbarians did not be cruel when they occupied the valley, how could these sober clans be so cruel?

"Originally, the patriarch and Wumeng were still trying to find a way to remedy it, hoping to find a way to decontain the poison of the spring and save those polluted people. Unexpectedly, those barbarians drank the spring water all night, and their minds were completely lost, but their bodies were stronger than before. When they woke up, they broke free of the ropes and tried to rush into the village to do evil.

"Thanks to someone who found out in time, they informed the patriarch and Wu Meng that everyone hid in the valley and closed the mouth of the valley to block the attack of these completely inhumans. Those clans hit crazily at the mouth of the valley, and after all, they were pushed back by the Wumeng organization. They did not drink the spring water for a long time, lost their strength, and finally dissipated.

"From then on, these people who drank the spring water left Fenghuang Village and perched in the dense forest on the other side of the Kushui River. Although they lost their minds, their instinctive reaction as human beings is still there. After arriving there, they will cut trees and make nests, drink blood, settle down, and have children. Their descendants are the Hei Miao people we see today. In fact, we, the Miao people who have not been poisoned by the spring, are actually taken by the Miao people, and we call ourselves the Bai Miao people to show the distinction.

Wu Han and Yundu suddenly realized that this was the origin of the distinction between black seedlings and white seedlings.

When Zhuoma saw their expression, she knew that they had understood. She stretched out her hand on Wuhan's forehead: "So, don't kill those black seedlings in the future. Thousands of years ago, we were also a family. They were just poor people who were lost by the vicious spring."

Yun Duo was a little unconvinced: "But how many losses have we suffered from the Hei Miao people over the years, and many dead people have also died. That day, Ago was almost taken away by the He Miao people?" Wuhan pinched her and motioned her not to talk back.

Zhuoma sighed and said, "I don't know that over the years, the hatred between the black Miao and the white Miao has been getting deeper and deeper. Today you kill a few of me, and tomorrow I will kill a few of you, which can't be resolved, but even if the Black Miao people are killed, the spring will not be solved. , and it doesn't help. Do you know that in addition to most of the descendants of the people who drank spring water at the beginning, a small number of these black seedlings were added later?

"What?" Wu Han and Yunduo were shocked when they heard the words, "Is there anyone else drinking that spring later?"

Chongguang has guessed a central origin: "Is it greedy that spring water can give people divine power?"

Zhuoma nodded and said, "Yes, the people who drank that spring have all kinds of diseases, are as strong as cattle, and even have a much longer life expectancy than ordinary people. After the first batch of Hei Miao people were driven out of the stockade, there were some people one after another. Some of them wanted to become stronger because of the benefits of the spring, and some of them were sick or dying of old age. They were greedy that the spring water could cure diseases and detoxify diseases and prolong their lives, so they stole the spring water when people were unprepared. As a result, without exception, they all They have all become black seedlings."