Chapter 333 Luo Jiming (3) Five Updates in One
The sampled saliva and dandruff were put into different glass bottles. Luo Jiming took out two pieces of straw paper cut into diamond shapes, picked up the pen dipped in ink and wrote marks on them, then poured out the wax in the bottle and smeared it on the back of the straw paper and stuck it on the bottle body.
He pulled out a wooden box, carefully placed the two glass bottles into the box and put them away. Then he turned around and took the bamboo chopsticks to scrape the skin of Longyue's forelimbs.
"Hasn't it been collected?" Hu put down the medicine basket he had been carrying on his back and gently moved his shoulders.
Without even glancing at her, Luo Jiming knew Hu Gan was getting impatient and wanted to make the elixir. He raised his chin and said, "Go out and make the elixir. Don't dirty my room with dirt."
"Know."
Hu dragged the medicine basket out of the bamboo house. After taking two steps, she realized that Luo Jiming had not answered her question. She turned back and said, "You haven't told me what you want to do with it yet?"
"That portion is for later use. We have the five-eyed toad right here, so of course we'll use a fresh one."
Luo Jiming answered casually and then concentrated on analyzing the materials in front of him.
"fanaticism."
After confirming that Luo Jiming showed no signs of harming Long Yue, Hu muttered something softly and walked to the open space outside the bamboo house to start piling up soil to make a furnace for refining the elixir.
fanaticism?
Luo Jiming never uses this word to describe himself.
He took out a pill, ground it into powder, and sprinkled it into the glass cup filled with saliva, observing and recording the changes in the saliva. All of this was done strictly according to the records in the classics.
I dare not make any mistakes in every move.
The bookshelf behind him was like a barrier. Even though his family members were not around, he still felt the family's blessings and was proud of the destroyed family.
The Luo in Luo Jiming's name comes from the Luo family who lived in Su Ningzhou in ancient times.
At the time, there was a saying: "When the Luo family emerged, the three ways flourished." After the development of the Dao of Formation, the Dao of Sword, and the Dao of Weapons, the Luo family successively founded the Dao of Alchemy, the Dao of Medicine, and the Dao of Poison, becoming the ancestor of medicine in the world.
The Luo family was once so glorious. All cultivators who wished to learn the art of healing herbs had to become disciples of the Luo family and become non-Luo cultivators. Taoist cultivators who wished to obtain elixirs and other medicinal materials had to present gifts and ask for them.
But to the Luo family, even the most prosperous and glorious times were nothing but empty fame. Their pursuit of the supreme path, their relentless abandonment of worldly matters, would inevitably lead them astray one day.
Ten thousand years ago, the Luo family's initial decline stemmed from their belief that the Path of Poison was the highest of all Paths, the path that governed all life. Through their research, the Luo family concluded that alchemy, medicine, and pharmacy all evolved from the Path of Poison, and that to achieve the ultimate path, one must follow the Path of Poison.
Since the poison path has been identified, other individual Taoist methods are either compatible or abandoned.
A large number of cultivators who came to learn Taoism other than the Way of Poison were driven away, and the cultivators who had already become talented were also removed from the list of Luo's outer sect cultivators. Among them was Hong Gui, the founder of the Black Wood Sect and the eldest disciple of the Luo family.
Hong Gui gathered all the expelled monks together and founded the Black Wood Sect in Xuancheng Prefecture. Throughout his life, he called himself the abandoned orphan of the Luo family. The Black Wood Sect simply preserved the texts and teachings that the Luo family had discarded, hoping to one day return to the Luo family's fold.
If one were to trace the cause and effect, the ancestors of those in Hai Ruozhou were also cultivators who had been expelled from the Luo family. However, after ten thousand years of changes, their practices had diverged significantly from those of the Luo family. Therefore, whenever Luo Jiming heard them discuss alchemy and medicine making, he felt a sense of unease.
"The Five-Eyed Toad's saliva doesn't contain the toxins found in the Dragon's Falling Land," Luo Jiming said subconsciously after confirming the reaction in the glass cup had completely ceased. He then began writing on the scroll, muttering, "The saliva has bone-melting properties. Invigorated by spiritual power, it should be able to perform the same function as corpse-dissolving water."
"May be used for detoxification. Tentative."
He picked up his pen, moved the scroll, and continued writing.
"The dandruff is stained with the aura of the Dragonfall Land. This aura is stored within the dandruff, allowing it to be peeled off to reveal pure demonic energy. The Five-Eyed Toad itself remains unaffected by the Dragonfall Land, presumably due to the 'aura-retaining' and 'pure' properties of its skin."
"When we enter the Land of Dragonfall, we might wear a fur robe made from the skin of a five-eyed toad... Would injecting mercury into the skin deprive the beast of its vitality? I'm afraid we'll need a few more five-eyed toads to skin them for experiments... Perhaps raising one and constantly skinning it would be a good idea?"
Longyue was drowsy at first, but when she heard these whispers, she was startled awake and her four legs involuntarily retreated towards the door.
Luo Xuanyi rolled over at Longyue's movements, feeling a bit amused and helpless. Longyue had clearly been dazed from sleep. In front of it, Luo Jiming, a mortal, was nothing more than an ant. If it attacked, Luo Jiming would surely flee.
Hu, who was digging the earth outside to refine the elixir, suddenly felt a gust of wind, shaking the fire in the cauldron. She looked up at the sky with a bit of depression, but it didn't look like there was any wind at all.
"Um?"
Hu suddenly felt a bumpy earthen wall behind her. She turned around in shock and jumped up, avoiding being crushed by Longyue. Her alchemy furnace collapsed, and the fire in the earthen furnace immediately went out, preventing Longyue's skin from being burned.
"What’s wrong with you"
“Quack…”
Hearing the noise outside, Luo Jiming suddenly broke free from his thoughts and rushed to the door, shouting to Hu, "Tell Huan Bai to catch this toad! Its skin and saliva may be able to be used to deal with the poison left by the Dragon Falling Land!"
“Quack?!”
Longyue turned around and ran without thinking.
It leaped for a while through the grass, shaking the ground with each leap, and it couldn't even disappear. After a while, it remembered that it could fly through the air, so it gathered its hind legs and kicked off, hiding in the void and escaping.
Hu stood outside the bamboo house, his brows furrowed and then relaxed.
"It escaped."
Luo Jiming held the bamboo board tightly with his hands and tried to speak to Hu in a calm tone as much as possible.
"Go find Huan Bai. He's a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage. He's a small demon beast. As long as he leaves Wei Country, it's impossible to find him."
"Found it, then what?" Hu asked back.
"Then? Of course, I'll raise it and skin it. Spiritual medicine can make the skin grow back quickly, so one will be enough for a long time..."
Having said that, Luo Jiming suddenly came to his senses and clenched his teeth to keep silent.
However, according to the Taoist view, humans and animals are all born with intelligence. Those with souls and intelligence are human, but their bodies differ. With this in mind, Hu and Huanbai would never allow Luo Jiming's methods and would definitely stop him.
This is also the reason why the six major alliances imprisoned Luo Jiming in Wei Country. They used the ideas of Ran Dao Temple, which were completely opposite to Luo's ideas, to restrain them and prevent such a tragedy that would bring disaster to the world from happening again.
Luo Jiming pressed his fingers firmly on the door panel, but lowered his head.
"I won't tell anyone what you said."
Luo Jiming nodded slightly, his eyes still fixed on the ground.
“…I’m leaving.”
Hu turned his eyes away, flattened the earthen stove on the ground with his feet, picked up the medicine basket and left the bamboo house.
She turned into the grass, and soon the swaying flower stalks returned to silence. Only the full moonlight remained around the bamboo house, but it could not shine into the bamboo house with the oil lamp on.
Luo Jiming leaned against the bamboo wall and closed his eyes.
Even though the Luo Clan specializes in poison, it was still extremely powerful until ten thousand years ago. Luo Jiming believes that all changes began when the Wanhun Sect joined hands with the Yu Clan to bring down the Ghost Gate.
The gates of hell descended upon Su Ning Prefecture, forcing the Luo family to relocate. Chun Chi, then the leader of the Blackwood Sect and a senior brother of the new Luo Wang, fervently invited Luo Wang to join the Blackwood Sect, to which he gladly accepted.
As soon as the two sects merged, the Blackwood Sect's Poison Sect immediately rose to prominence, becoming the leader of the sect's three sects, a position it held for ten thousand years. All disciples were proud to have received Luo's instruction; it was more like the Luo family reopening their outer sect to accept disciples than a merger of the two sects.
Many ancient elixir recipes that have been passed down to this day were created during this time. As a result, the Blackwood Sect was revered as a treasure by the six major alliances, and Chunchi was the first leader of the six major alliances.
Under the influence of both inside and outside, many of the sect's future great men were cultivated and nurtured using the Luo family's methods, thus forming a style similar to that of the Luo family, which only pursued the prosperity of the poison path without caring about whether it was good or evil. Fei Tong, the elder of the Poison Saint Sect who was recently killed by the six major alliances, was one of them.
It seemed that they had lived in peace and prosperity for eight thousand years, but two thousand years ago, a shocking case unveiled the bloody mask of the Luo family.
At that time, Xiang Huzi, the leader of the Exorcist Sword Sect, disappeared while traveling. It was believed that it was the work of the devil, so all the six alliances were dispatched to search for him. Finally, a young cultivator accidentally found an underground water prison in the mountains, and found Xiang Huzi dying with broken limbs in the prison.
Xiang Huzi left a last word: "This was done by Luo," and then passed away.
A great sword master at the Spirit Transformation Stage died in such humiliation in a filthy water dungeon.
Xiang Huzi's last words sparked suspicions among the six alliances about the Luo family. As they searched and investigated, more shocking facts surfaced.
It turns out that in order to pursue the ultimate in poison, the Luo family has been secretly capturing celestial beasts, semi-celestial beasts, and hermit monks to conduct various experiments, which has lasted for eight thousand years.
It has been exactly eight thousand years since the Luo family moved to Xuanchengzhou.
Over the past eight thousand years, countless people have been harmed by their poison, but the Luo family gradually became greedy and began to capture masters of various Taoist methods, even directly attacking some influential figures. Xiang Huzi was thus targeted.
However, the disappearance of a prominent figure is always more likely to attract attention than that of a hermit monk. The disappearance of Xiang Huzi exposed the true face of the Luo family.
From then on, it was irrefutable. A war broke out in Xuanchengzhou to wipe out the Luo family, and countless people died.
Ninety percent of the Luo family died in this battle, and the remaining ten percent was protected and hidden by the then head of the Heimu clan, Shengchi. Among them, there were only two families, one was Luo Jiming's grandparents, and the other was the bloodline of the main family.
However, Li Shengchi's chief disciple, Taoist Ben Yu, discovered all this, and the second strangulation began. The main family's bloodline, protected by some disciples of the Black Wood Sect, fled to Xuancheng Prefecture. It's said that the last three members of the family were wiped out five hundred years ago. Luo Jiming's grandparents escaped the most frenzied period before being captured by the Six Great Alliances.
By this time, Li Shengchi had already been executed. Witnessing his master's death, Taoist Ben Yu was devastated. Though elevated to the position of leader of the Black Wood Sect, he was no longer willing to be involved in these affairs. After securing the safety of Luo Jiming's grandparents, he retired from worldly affairs, delegating his full attention to the elders of the three sects within the sect and indulging himself in alchemy and beauty.
The six alliances accepted the will of heaven and punished the Luo family - the descendants of the Luo family must live near the dragon's fall site for generations, study the poisonous legacy of the dragon's fall site, and are not allowed to contact anyone at will.
Since the number of cultivators who died in the Dragon Falling Land was equal to the number of people killed by the Luo family, removing the remaining poison from the Dragon Falling Land and restoring it to the Diling Province would be considered as atonement for the sins of the Luo family's descendants.
Until they are released, they will be treated as criminals.
This was actually a very rational arrangement. The Luo family excelled in the study of poisons, and as long as the poison left in the Dragon's Fall was not resolved, the souls that died on this land would be unable to enter reincarnation and would be roasted daily in the dragon's corpse fire.
To preserve the Luo family's bloodline and the continuity of the Luo family tree, Luo Jiming's grandparents accepted the mission and settled down, traveling daily to the Land of Dragonfall to conduct research. During this time, Luo Jiming's parents were born.
But man's plans can never compare to God's plans.
Those who came to seek revenge on the Luo family finally showed up and ambushed them near the place where the dragon fell. They dismembered and killed Luo Jiming's grandparents, and almost killed Luo Jiming's parents with the sword as well.
Luo Jiming's parents hated outsiders from that point on. They didn't think the Luo family was wrong, because they were just pursuing the ultimate in poison, using humans as materials simply because they were closest to the Tao.
Rather than wasting time, it is better to use it as an experiment to maximize one’s potential.
They hated outsiders but could not sever the Luo family's bloodline, so they simply married their close relatives and gave birth to Luo Jiming. On their way to Zang Yaozong to continue spreading the poisonous way, they were stopped by the Hu family and died in a fierce battle.
Luo Jiming was still young at the time, but he already had memories. He remembered that it was Huan Bai who killed his father. Huan Bai tore off his father's head with one hand and pulled a scroll of bamboo slips from his father's chest with the other, splashing blood all over Luo Jiming's body.
"Here, take it. This is your family tree."
Luo Jiming grabbed the blood-stained bamboo slips, which were so slippery that they were about to fall. Terrified, he hugged the family tree tightly, which still carried the warmth of his father.
Huan Bai then threw Luo Jiming back into the bamboo house, leaving him to fend for himself.
Luo Jiming didn't know what had happened at first. He only knew his parents were dead, and he was left alone, hungry and cold. Huan Bai certainly wouldn't take care of him.
He always held the family tree in his arms, hoping to get some warmth from it.
When he was too hungry to walk, he would divert his attention by opening the books his parents had forbidden him to touch. He couldn't read many of the words, but there were illustrations. Based on the illustrations, he gradually began to understand what herbs he could eat to fill his stomach, what medicinal properties could neutralize his hunger, what elixirs were, and how to make them.
By absorbing knowledge from the sea of books left by his ancestors, Luo Jiming finally survived and learned about his family.
That family that was prosperous yet decadent, that founded the three paths but was finally known as the family with a deep poison in its bones, his family.
Those glorious, prosperous scenes, filled with the pursuit of the Tao, often appeared in Luo Jiming's dreams. Those teachers, whose faces he could not see clearly but were extremely kind, stepped out of the book and gave Luo Jiming earnest teachings; the tribesmen surrounded him in lively discussions, and he almost forgot that he lived in an empty bamboo house.
Whenever he woke up from a dream, he felt lost.
Late at night, he lit an oil lamp and carefully read the bamboo slips. No matter how many times he flipped through the pages, the images in the family tree never expanded. The images, now blurred by blood, only filled Luo Jiming with fear and sorrow.
Because Luo Jiming's parents were born from incest, he was born with a defect and could not practice cultivation. This made him even more miserable, even if he wanted to practice the poison path or pass on the poison path, he could not do it.
He discovered with horror that the Luo family's poisonous sect might be completely destroyed in his hands.
But in front of outsiders, Luo Jiming had to show his obedience to his family's demise. He diligently researched day and night how to remove the poison left by the Dragon Falling Land, even though he knew Huan Bai had repeatedly applied to the Ran Taoist Temple to completely eliminate the Luo family bloodline, he pretended not to know.
Luo Jiming also had his moments of laughter. He and Hu competed in alchemy, and Hu always produced something bizarre and strange. Then they both forgot about competing and focused on studying what it was. But after Hu learned how her parents had passed away, Luo Jiming took the initiative to distance himself from her.
Luo Jiming returned to the Luo family's poison path and returned to the research table. However, even when conducting research, he was constantly obstructed by Hu and Huan Bai.
Gradually, Luo Jiming lived in this bamboo house, guarding the shelves full of books, and his heart was filled with longing.
Peace or something, please end it quickly.
He wanted to research freely, to be free from his thoughts. He also began to yearn for the path of magic, just like his parents, a place where he could supposedly use any material to unleash his talents.
He firmly believed that only when the righteous path is destroyed can the obstacles to the path be cleared.
Luo Jiming opened his eyes, and the air he exhaled froze into a puff of light smoke in the cold early morning air.
“…It’s so cold.”
He replaced the bamboo board and turned around. The oil lamp in the room had burned out unnoticed. In the dim room, a person seemed to be standing against the bookshelf.
Luo Jiming was stunned.
"Who are you?"
The black shadow blew out a breath, and a blue flame ignited on the oil lamp, illuminating the entire bamboo house.
"I came here to find this."
The girl didn't directly answer Luo Jiming's question. She just smiled, her hand resting lightly on the bookshelf, caressing the family tree scroll intentionally or unintentionally.
——
The clay kettle spewed out white mist from the spout. Luo Jiming lifted the handle and poured boiling water into the ceramic cup, his thoughts swirling up and down like the tea leaves in the cup.
He secretly glanced at Luo Xuanyi who was sitting on the edge of the table flipping through a book, feeling uneasy as he held the family tree tightly in his arms.
Luo Xuanyi didn't reveal her name or identity, but she seemed quite permissive towards him. Luo Jiming instinctively rushed to the bookshelf and snatched the family tree into his arms, but Luo Xuanyi simply raised her hand and stepped back, asking him to relax.
Her face was pale, without a trace of blood in the light of the dark blue flames. She looked like a corpse, only able to move.
Perhaps it was a puppet created using some secret method after it died young, which is why it happened to retain this appearance. Luo Jiming speculated wildly.
He was wearing a dusty black robe, stained with the poisonous aura of the Dragon Fallen Land, and emitting a strange, cold smell.
Luo Jiming racked his brains and finally remembered.
That’s right, it’s death energy. If she were a cultivator who used spiritual power, she would never have such a strong death energy on her body.
Seeing that Luo Xuanyi did not respond to his gaze, Luo Jiming looked at her more directly.
Why did she say she was looking for the Luo family tree? Was she a vanguard sent by the demonic sect? Or could she be a member of the Luo family?
Luo Jiming couldn't help but hold his breath. Meanwhile, Luo Xuanyi, absorbed in her book, gazed carefully and attentively at the words on the slate with her crescent-shaped gray pupils. She read fluently, even gesturing on the tabletop as she read.
"...You can even write about toxicology like this... Is this the original ingredient for the birth of all things? Hmm..."
The book she was holding was "Elixir Formulas: The Evolution of All Things." "All Things Are Born" was the king of poison pills, and no poison cultivator would not be captivated by it. Luo Jiming suddenly felt a sense of empathy for Luo Xuanyi.
"call."
After quickly reading through it, Luo Xuanyi closed the book and sighed sincerely, "As expected, for the Poison Dao to flourish, it must be able to refine Wanwu Sheng in large quantities. Using the original Wanwu Sheng pill formula, I'm afraid it would take thousands of years to refine even a pound."
"Wait, you said one pound?!"
Luo Jiming threw all his speculations to the back of his mind. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, forgetting even to pass the tea to Luo Xuanyi. He questioned, "From ancient times to the present, the total weight of all living things refined probably doesn't even reach half a jin. No, no one can measure living things in jin. Are you just half-knowledgeable about the way of poison and just making up nonsense here?"
"According to the original Wanwu Shengdan recipe, it's true that it can't be measured in pounds, but things change." Luo Xuanyi gently stroked the stone slab, her voice leisurely, and suddenly asked, "If you were to think about it, how do you think the Wanwu Shengdan recipe could be improved?"
Luo Jiming felt the problem was unsolvable. If it were so easy to improve all things, why hadn't his genius ancestors succeeded? But he refused to admit that his ancestors had failed, while others had succeeded.
After all, he was still trapped by the glory of his ancestors.
"From what you said, you have improved the recipe, so show us the results."
"Sure." Luo Xuanyi shrugged and jumped down from the table. "Let me make it clear first, this isn't something I modified. It's the work of my master."
She snapped her fingers gently, and Luo Jiming felt the room suddenly darken, the candlelight flickering. The black mist overflowing from her chest blew away with a whistling sound, and the cold aura became increasingly dense, but Luo Jiming could feel that the black mist was deliberately avoiding him, not even a speck of it staining his clothes.
He couldn't help but stand up straight.
The center of the black fog slowly opened, and a body stepped out from it and smiled at Luo Jiming.
"Huh?" Luo Jiming looked at the face carefully and asked in confusion, "Twins?"
Luo Xuanyi choked, and the deathly aura in the room was drawn back. She patted the body in front of her.
"This is a medicine furnace. It can refine human flesh medicine that can give birth to all things at any time."
Refining everything at any time. This was something Luo Jiming couldn't even imagine. His excitement was mixed with a hint of restraint and rejection, his heart full of complexities: "Then refine one furnace and show me."
Luo Xuanyi nodded generously. Luo Jiming stared at her closely, but she didn't make any other movements with her hands. Just as she was wondering, she suddenly saw the flesh body in front of her open its mouth.
A round bead rolled down her tongue, and Luo Xuanyi held it in her palm and handed it to Luo Jiming.
"Here, I've kneaded it into balls so it's easier for you to see. As long as you don't crush it, there's no problem holding it in your hands."
Luo Jiming's voice was trembling.
"So simple?"
Without any big movements or taking out any rare treasures, within just two or three breaths, the flesh medicine furnace spit out a life of all things.
This is the king of all poisons, the poison that can give life to all things and corrode heavenly beasts.
"No, it's not necessarily true. I haven't tried it yet!"
Luo Jiming didn't even bother to protect himself, and rushed out of the bamboo house, grabbing Wanwusheng. He looked around and found a lush Yunsheng flower, and threw Wanwusheng forcefully at its roots.
All things fall to the ground and shatter, and the moment they shatter, they turn into gurgling clear water, seeping into the earth.
Luo Jiming held his breath and waited, wishing he could dig up the soil to see what was happening.
In less than a breath, the cloud-born flower suddenly withered from the root upwards, and the wind blew it into countless pieces that fell to the ground.
But that wasn't the end. The ground near the cloud-growing flower suddenly rose up, revealing several deep-earth insects, all of which convulsed and died.
With Yunshenghua at its center, the surrounding ground gradually began to soften. Luo Jiming took a few steps back, his feet suddenly feeling a slight warmth. He immediately removed his sandals and threw them away. The mud-covered sandals burned to ash in the air, scattering through the grass.
Large tracts of grass died, falling flat on their backs. The shattered ashes were carried by the wind, poisoning the surrounding herbs. From the moment Luo Jiming cast the All-Giving Item into existence until the spiritual grass within a half-mile radius of the bamboo house withered and the earth became poisonous, it took only a cup of tea.
Luo Jiming rushed back into the house barefoot, excitedly grabbed the arms of the flesh medicine furnace and shook it hard.
"Why is the medicine furnace made in its own shape? Is there some special reason for this? Can all things be refined in a medicine furnace made of human flesh? Are there any herbs prepared in the medicine furnace? It..."
"Wait, calm down." Luo Xuanyi had to interrupt him and pulled Luo Jiming's hand away without any question.
Luo Jiming took several breaths and managed to utter a sentence.
“This is the life of all things!”
How can he stay calm?
If all things existed back then, how could those bastards in Xuanchengzhou have wiped out the Luo family? If all things existed, how could the Poison Sect have declined? It's said that even within the Black Wood Sect, the most prosperous Poison Sect, no one who could dominate the area had emerged in thousands of years.
"You, your master is the benefactor of the poison cultivator!" Luo Jiming was so excited that he couldn't stop pacing around the room. Suddenly, he felt depressed, "What a pity, I am the only useless one left in my Luo family. Why..."
"You are not the only one left in the Luo family."
Luo Xuanyi said firmly.
The step he had taken froze in mid-air, and Luo Jiming felt his heartbeat stop for a moment.
"...You, what did you say?"
Luo Xuanyi walked up to Luo Jiming, held his hand, and held it tightly as if to pass on strength to him.
"There are still people in the Luo family. Not only you, but there are also people guarding the Luo family's poison path."
These hands were so cold. Luo Jiming looked down at his folded hands. Not even the meridians could be seen on them. They looked like the hands of someone in a dream.
Luo Jiming often dreams of his clansmen.
A teardrop fell on the back of the pale hand and slid to the ground.
"Who are you talking about?" He murmured vaguely, not daring to move his hands at all, for fear that this was just another dream.
"He is my master, the reformer of all things. His name is Luo Jiuxin in the family tree, and he is respected as the Taoist Hua Shen."
Luo Xuanyi took a look at it when Taoist Hua Shen was registering her family tree. There was only this name on it, which was easy to remember.
"Luo Jiuxin, Luo Jiuxin."
Luo Jiming repeated the name over and over again, feeling it sounded familiar. He eagerly pulled out his family tree, carefully spread it out on the table, and began searching by generation.
"The white clouds of my homeland are deep, the waters of the southern mountains flow into the fence, and the ninth sound continues the family's voice... I got it! According to the family's generation system, if the descendants of the family from five hundred years ago were still alive, their generation would be nine, and the character should be one of the synonyms of Xin, Zheng, and Chong."
As he read out the words engraved on the family tree word by word, Luo Jiming felt the room become bright and he burst into tears of joy while holding the family tree.
"My family has another genealogy book. Why didn't I think of it? Why didn't I think of it?"
"It turns out their family is not extinct! It turns out I still have a cousin who is still alive!"
Luo Jiming couldn't wait to show Luo Xuanyi the family tree, no longer having any resistance. He was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a brand new portrait at the very end of the family tree.
The portrait, with just a few strokes, sketched out the pale appearance of a young girl. Luo Jiming had just seen this face, how could he possibly forget it?
"Luo...Xuanyi?"
Luo Xuanyi raised her eyebrows slightly and leaned over to take a look. There were several rows of inscriptions on the side of the portrait.
"The 1,602nd daughter of Luo Jiuxin, my family."
"One thousand six hundred and two, how capable is my uncle..." Luo Jiming couldn't help but stand in awe as he held the family tree in his hands.
He had also thought about continuing the Luo family bloodline, but he didn't like outsiders and had been tinkering with medicine to allow him to have children. Unexpectedly, his uncle had already solved this problem.
Too strong.
Luo Xuanyi was both amused and confused.
It seems that although the two genealogies are divided into the main family and the branch family, as long as a person listed in one family tree touches the other family tree, they will be registered. No wonder this family tree also records the generation names of the main family of Luo.
Speaking of 1,602, this number must be the number of female medicine boys that Luo Xuanyi had drugged before, Taoist Hua Shen. Luo Xuanyi didn't see any of them when she entered Zhaojian Palace. The only one, Su Yang, hadn't yet been included in the Luo family tree.
Is there some curse in the Luo family genealogy?
"So, you're my clan sister?" Luo Jiming finally calmed down. His eyes sparkled, but he remained polite. He bowed to Luo Xuanyi with his sleeves stiffly folded, imitating the records in the ancient books. "Jiming greets clan sister."
"No need to be so polite. You and I are the closest of our clansmen. Just call me Sister Yi or Xuan Yi instead of my full name."
Luo Xuanyi helped Luo Jiming up with one hand while thinking casually.
It feels like she has a lot more brothers and sisters recently. Oh, and a mother, and now a father. Her "family" is really expanding.
Luo Xuanyi does not understand family affection, but this does not prevent her from disassembling and imitating this feeling, and then taking advantage of this attachment.
"How can you just call me by my name?"
Luo Jiming tried his best to speak elegantly like the ancients in the classics, suppressing his sarcastic tone, "I will call you Sister Yi from now on."
"Well, I'll call you Jiming. Without further ado, Jiming, I'm here to take care of some important matters."
Luo Jiming pulled the only stool in the room and asked Luo Xuanyi to sit down. He bent down slightly and pretended to be obedient. "You go ahead."
Luo Xuanyi always felt that this scene and conversation were a little strange, and she coughed lightly.
"Well, anyway, my master and I are both from the Zang Yao clan. I have a mission from my master and am preparing to enter the Land of Dragonfall and, by the way, investigate the rumors about the Luo clan members."
Luo Xuanyi was already used to lying without batting an eyelid. "We all thought your lineage was dead, but we always wanted to come and see it anyway. I didn't expect to actually run into you."
Luo Jiming's eyes warmed slightly, and he felt a renewed sense of intimacy with Luo Xuanyi. He tried hard not to cry, but his voice was choked with sobs.
"I also thought my uncle was dead. In this vast world, finally, finally..."
"Ahem." Luo Xuanyi interrupted his sentimental speech, staring at him firmly. "I'm here this time, and I'll definitely take you away. But the most urgent task is to complete the mission my master gave me, which is to find a way to enter the Dragon Falling Land."
"You can tell he asked me to call him Master. He's an extremely strict person and doesn't care about the father-daughter relationship. But I can't find a way to get in."
"Sister Yi, leave it to me."
Hearing this, Luo Jiming suddenly felt that he finally had the opportunity to contribute to the clan. He originally thought that he was a useless person who could do nothing.
Luo Jiming briefly explained to Luo Xuanyi what had happened over the years and the punishment the Luo family had received, and then got to the point.
"The Dragon Falling Land was sealed off by the six major alliances with extremely powerful restrictions. Even cultivators at the Spiritualization Stage cannot break through."
"But the Luo family needs to enter and exit the forbidden area to retrieve the remaining poisons and other things for research. They have to enter, so the six major alliances gave us a token to open the restriction for safekeeping. This is it."
Luo Jiming casually pulled off a wooden sign from the back of his belt, paused for a moment, and then handed it to Luo Xuanyi with both hands.
The wooden sign looked ordinary, rectangular in shape, with "Heavenly Way" engraved on the front and layers of clouds on the back. It was the most common decorative style in Xuanchengzhou.
“The mystery of it is not in the positive or negative.”
Luo Jiming held the wooden sign upright, held the lead rope hanging on the sign in one hand and carefully wrapped it around the sign in the shape of the Chinese character "天", then pressed the sign and twisted it gently.
The entire wooden sign was suddenly cut apart by the sky-shaped line, and re-formed into a nine-layered lotus. The string passed through the heart of the lotus and was held in Luo Jiming's hand.
"Knock the forbidden wall three times with the lotus, and a large door will appear on the wall. To open it, you must utter the secret word, 'The Wounds of Heaven and Earth'."
"Behind the door is the Land of Dragonfall. But if you want to go in, I'm afraid you'll have to be prepared."
"What preparations?" Luo Xuanyi wrote it down carefully.
"The poison condensed in the Land of Dragon Falls is actually the dead energy, resentment, evil thoughts, resentful souls, and even evil ghosts formed by the dead who were unable to enter the reincarnation cycle, as well as the ever-burning evil dragon corpse fire."
"The poison in a person can easily invade the mind and damage the meridians throughout the body. Evil spirits are always coveting the body, and each attack will weaken the sense of heaven and earth."
Speaking of this, Luo Jiming's expression gradually became solemn.
"And the corpse fire is the most terrifying."
"The dragon's body remains incorruptible, but a strange corpse fire emanates from its scales. This fire is a green heart and white flame, capable of consuming all souls and even the Dao, as if it were alive. The flame cannot be extinguished by anything. According to my grandparents, even if a magical weapon is used to extinguish the green heart and white flame, the fire will disappear in an instant before regenerating in the next instant."
For Luo Xuanyi, dead spirits were all great tonics, and she welcomed them greatly. But when she heard about the green heart and white flame, she immediately recalled the two flames she had encountered.
As if it had life, it suddenly appeared, absorbed the soul, and then burned the Yao family's soul seal with a green heart and white flame. Isn't it similar to the corpse fire that Luo Jiming mentioned?
Not noticing the change in Luo Xuanyi's expression, Luo Jiming then offered a solution: "If we want to avoid being too affected by the first problem, the only solution at the moment is to stay in there less. However, I found a material today that may be able to solve this problem in the future."
If Longyue heard it, she would probably hide in the clouds and never come out again, Luo Xuanyi thought silently.
"What about the second question?"
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