Chapter 342 The Heart of God
Although the village history is dozens of thick volumes, Wujue and Wushao are both monks and can read these things very quickly.
Soon they had finished reading the village chronicles from recent decades and began to move on to the ones from earlier times.
In fact, the two of them also knew that if they wanted to find out more information about the sacred mountain, they should start from the earliest volumes of the village chronicles.
But this is the only clue they can find now. If the village annals do not contain the information they want, then the two of them really don’t know where to look for clues next.
Therefore, the two of them did not dare to touch the earliest volumes of the village chronicles, for fear that the results would disappoint them.
But the sword hanging over their heads will eventually fall. After two days of reading through the previous village chronicles, the last volume was placed next to them.
Even though they were in different villages, Wujue and Wushao seemed to know each other by heart. They sighed deeply, took the village history and began to read it.
After all, the village history did not disappoint them. The ancestor of the Wu tribe, whose identity was unknown but who gave them this last legacy, actually left them the most precious treasure so long ago.
They both opened the first page of the village history at the same time, and saw that it began with: Cangyun Mountain is a sacred mountain formed by the remains of the gods that fell from the upper realm.
Just a few words made the two of them understand something instantly.
They didn't even bother to look back. They immediately found each other with the village history in hand and told each other about their discoveries.
As a result, when the two met and compared the contents of the village chronicles, they were surprised to find that the contents and handwriting in the two volumes of village chronicles were exactly the same.
"It seems that this was written by that ancestor. His talent might be divination. Because he predicted what would happen in the future, he left behind the village history to remind us?" Wu Jue guessed.
Wushao didn't say anything, but he had the same thought as Wufern.
From this perspective, what is written in the village annals is most likely true, or it is a clue specially left for them by the ancestor.
"The sacred mountain is formed from the remains of the gods, so what is the core of the sacred mountain? The heart of the gods?" At the end, this thought suddenly popped up in Wu Fen's mind.
Wushao raised his head suddenly, and looked at Wujue with a rare admiration in his eyes: "You have a point, but if the core is the heart of the god, if we want to return to the sacred mountain, do we have to get another heart to put back?"
Not to mention anything else, they probably won’t even encounter a god in their lifetime, let alone the heart of a god.
"No wonder that immortal insisted on getting the core, it turns out this is something from the gods." Wu Fen muttered.
They collected the village records and returned them to the villages on both sides.
Then Wujue and Wushao said goodbye to the two village chiefs and left.
They couldn't go back to the sacred mountain for the time being, and what made them even more regretful was that the ancestor only wrote about the remains of the god, but did not record more about the origin of the core.
Seeing this, Wu Shao said, "Perhaps our ancestors did not want to tell us, but they could not."
After being reminded by him, Wu Fen also remembered that there were many people in the world of cultivation who could predict the future, but this kind of foresight came at a price.
It is not so easy to pry into the secrets of heaven. Even if the ancestor knew the future of the Wu tribe, he probably couldn't remind everyone too directly. He could only leave them some clues in this obscure and brief way.
Thinking of this, Wu Fen sighed, and for a moment he didn't know what to do next.
But Wu Shao suddenly said, "Tell Xie Liuyin this news."
Wujuan raised his head and looked at Wushao, with surprise in his eyes.
Wu Shao tilted his head and said, "Aren't you allies? I think there should be a way to pass the message on."
Wu Jue looked at him in surprise. If the face had not changed, he would have thought that Wu Shao had been replaced.
"What are you looking at me for?" Wu Shao turned his head and snorted unhappily, "Didn't you say that Xie Liuyin would help us? I believe you are wrong?"
Wu Fen smiled when he heard this: "That's right, how could you be wrong? I will tell Miss Xie about this clue. I just hope that we can return to the sacred mountain as soon as possible and avenge our people."
Wushao remained silent.
He didn't have complete trust in Xie Liuyin yet, he just wanted to join forces with her temporarily.
Just as Wu Shao said, Wu Jue and Xie Liuyin did have a special way of communicating. But this kind of communication could not be too frequent, only once every five days at most.
This time, such an important clue was found. Wu Jue waited until nightfall, and after returning to the room alone, he immediately sent the news to Xie Liuyin.
This communication magic weapon can break through the barriers between the world of cultivation and the world of Senluo and transmit messages between the two worlds, but it takes time for this magic weapon to transmit the message, so Wu Jue did not wait here, but turned around and went to meditate and practice.
On the other side, Xie Liuyin was instructing Mu Si in practicing sword.
She had already mastered the basic swordsmanship to perfection, but it would take time to cultivate sword energy and sword heart.
Xie Liuyin's swordsmanship was honed through his experiences in two lifetimes. Although Mu Si has a talent for swordsmanship, he has too little experience and probably needs more training.
At night, Mu Si wanted to practice again, but Xie Liuyin urged him to go back and rest.
A year later, Xie Liuyin expanded their yard a little more.
No one said anything about this. After all, there were fewer and fewer evil cultivators and demon cultivators staying here now, and there was only empty space next to their yard.
Xie Liuyin arranged a training room for Muchi and an alchemy room for Chaosheng.
Mu Si likes to practice swordplay during the day, but Chao Sheng likes to make elixirs in the dead of night.
The two of them did not practice together, so as not to disturb each other, they simply lived separately.
At first, when Xie Liuyin heard that they were going to live separately, she was very surprised.
These two sisters have been inseparable since they met, and now they are going to live separately.
But she was melancholy for a moment, and then quickly arranged a new house for the two little girls.
The only thing that made Xie Liuyin feel helpless was that Chaosheng was a guy who for some reason always liked to refine new pills and would blow up the furnace from time to time.
At the beginning, Chao Sheng almost blew up the entire yard. Fortunately, the yard was protected by a formation, so Xie Liuyin and Muchi were just frightened but not injured.
Later, Xie Liuyin gave the person a lesson and told her to be more careful when refining pills in the future. He then set up a few formations in her alchemy room, and the matter was resolved.
Tonight, Xie Liuyin went to see Chaosheng as usual, and filled the empty spiritual herbs on the medicine shelf for her, then turned around and went back to her room.
As a result, as she entered the room, the special communication device that she had specially placed in the room began to emit light.
Xie Liuyin hurried to check and saw an extra line of words on the magic weapon: The core of the sacred mountain, most likely the heart of the god.
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