Just when Su Man wanted to look at the last painting, she found that the last part seemed to have been erased, leaving only a little afterimage.
Because she couldn't understand the words, Su Man could only guess based on the picture above.
This should record two methods of reincarnation. One of them is to sacrifice a living person, and the other is to get the plate and magic tool above.
If her guess was correct, then that was the Wheel of Samsara that the Emperor of Heaven was looking for.
Su Manliu closed her eyes briefly, and the two pieces of black jade appeared in her hands. She compared the black jade in her hands with the diagram above and found that the curvature of the black jade was exactly the same as that of the Wheel of Samsara.
Judging from the size above, it seems that three more pieces are needed to piece together the complete Wheel of Samsara.
But where can I find the remaining black jade?
Su Man had no idea what to do for a moment, so she simply put it aside and turned to read the remaining letters.
She picked up a random letter and opened it. This time, at least she could understand the text. The first half of the letter was a greeting to the Emperor of Heaven, and the second half was about business.
...The Fox Clan leader has been relatively quiet lately, and the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage is gradually fading away. Within a hundred years, the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage will be completely wiped out from the Fox Clan.
The more Su Man looked, the more solemn her expression became. Could it be that the so-called curse of the nine-tailed fox was man-made?
No wonder all the male foxes in the nine-tailed fox lineage did not live to adulthood. It turned out that someone did it on purpose.
No, there was a nine-tailed fox that was not affected.
High Priest, Qingli.
Thinking of Zi Xiangli's trust in Qingli and everything that happened after she joined the fox clan, Su Man suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
If the person communicating with the Emperor of Heaven was indeed Qingli, then the fox clan must have been manipulated by the Emperor of Heaven.
Su Man quickly opened another letter, which was the same, but this time it was from the water tribe.
The most powerful lineage of each race inexplicably withered away.
Some are like the fox clan, unable to reproduce, and some are like the aquatic clan, whose dragon eggs cannot hatch.
It turned out that it was the Emperor of Heaven who was behind all this. As long as no strong people appeared in the various races, they would not be able to challenge the Celestial Clan. The Celestial Clan would then be able to stay in the high position forever and live without worries for eternity.
Su Man carefully kept these evidences away. This was an important bargaining chip for her to overthrow the Emperor of Heaven, and she must not lose it.
She shifted her gaze to the bamboo slips that recorded the art of reincarnation. Since Long Junling could use the techniques on them, it meant that he must have found a way to decipher the text.
If it were in the past, asking Long Junling for help would be like a fantasy, but he was forced by her to mix with the blood of the ghost clan, and he would probably be beaten by society soon. It would not be too late to ask then.
Just as Suman was planning, she suddenly heard the sound of cholera.
"Shiman? Shiman, where are you?"
Su Man put away the things in her arms and walked out from the back of the cave, "I'm here, what's wrong?"
Cholera looked behind her and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing hiding behind here alone?"
"convenient."
"Huh? Oh."
Cholera, preoccupied with his own thoughts, didn't think much about it and pressed the issue, "Everyone was around me just now and it was hard for me to speak. Did you bring back my father's spirit?"
There have been too many things happening recently, and when Su Man mentioned cholera, she remembered that Ge Xia was still trapped in the broom.
Quickly bring out the jinx, Atui, Senior Ge Xia from the barrier.
Seeing his father's current state, Cholera's eyes almost popped out, "You said this broom is my father?"
Su Man tried to explain, "It's not the broom that is your father, it's the person inside the broom that is your father."
cholera:"......"
Is there any difference?
Su Man didn't want to dwell on whether the broom came first and then the father, or the father came first and then the broom, so she cast a spell and released Ge Xia.
A ball of black mist wrapped around a soul and fell to the ground. When the mist dissipated, Cholera finally saw his long-lost father.
The scene in the dream appeared before his eyes. Cholera didn't even dare to breathe. He opened his mouth several times but no sound came out.
It was Ge Xia who woke up first. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Cholera looking at him with red eyes.
Compared to Cholera's inability to control himself, Ge Xia's expression seemed a little bewildered. He looked at Su Man for help, "Who is this little brother?"
Su Man was stunned. "You don't know him?"
Ge Xia was puzzled, "Should I know him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cholera's bright eyes suddenly dimmed.
Su Man quickly figured out the trick. When Ge Xia separated from Cholera and his mother, Cholera was still a child. After several years of separation, Cholera was no longer the child he used to be, so it was inevitable that he felt a little strange.
Just when Su Man wanted to introduce the father and son to each other, she found that Ge Xia was staring at Cholera.
"Little brother, you look very friendly. What's your name?"
Although Ge Xia did not recognize Cholera, he felt an inexplicable intimacy with Cholera. When he spoke to him, his voice involuntarily softened.
A white mark had been left on Cholera's lower lip by his bite, and if he had used a little more force, the skin would have broken and bled.
His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were filled with moisture as he looked at Ge Xia, "I am Cholera."
Although he tried hard to appear calm, his trembling voice betrayed him.
Ge Xia was stunned when he heard the name. He looked at the tall boy in front of him in disbelief, "You, you are Luan'er? You, it's impossible, Luan'er is still a child, you... I..."
Seeing that Ge Xia was becoming more and more agitated and his soul was beginning to show signs of disintegration, Su Man hurriedly threw a ball of black mist over.
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