The God-Slaying Flag is the size of a palm, with a golden color and fine texture.
The silver animal skin scroll is one foot square, with a faint silver glow, fine texture, and hundreds of strange characters, giving it a very textured feel.
Those words were not written with pen and ink, but carved with a knife. They are very artistic and full of beauty.
Both the flag and the animal skin book have a hazy glow, and when the two are put together, they complement each other and have an indescribable charm.
Wang Xuan stroked them with his hand. Both the flag and the silver scripture felt very comfortable, and the natural mysterious patterns attracted people's attention.
Wang Xuan held the God-Slaying Flag and poked the animal skin scroll, but it did not react.
Then, he tried boldly and gently waved the God-Slaying Flag, spreading golden textures into the animal skin scroll, but... there was still no movement.
He frowned. He had some ideas in his mind before, but now they seemed to be falsified, which made him feel regretful.
"Legend has it that there is a flag called a beheading flag in the world. It seems that this is not the flag. I was overthinking it." He stroked the silver animal skin scroll that was one foot square.
Although its origin is still unclear, this thing must be extraordinary. The fact that it can enter his destiny indicates that it is extremely extraordinary.
Seeing that he had revived and regained his spirit, Aoki asked, "How is it?" He also wanted to know what the use of the strange object he had been studying for half a year was.
"I have no clue." Wang Xuan shook his head and prepared to ask for help. Now that Lao Chen has been abandoned and is no longer an encyclopedia, he has a better goal.
Not long after, he and Qingmu once again appeared in the barren mountains eight hundred miles away from Ancheng to seek advice from the Sword Fairy. It would be a waste to leave an ancient Sword Fairy unused.
The reason why he was in such a hurry and without stopping was mainly because Wang Xuan felt that the silver book was extraordinary and he wanted to find out its origin as soon as possible to avoid missing anything.
What made him and Qingmu speechless was that the shrunken Sword Fairy actually showed a bad temper when waking up.
After being woken up by someone for two days in a row, she was listless and yawned one after another. She said, "I'm still growing, so please don't affect my development."
"I have brought something good this time. Wake up quickly and see what it is." Wang Xuan sent the silver book underground.
The mini version of the Sword Fairy stretched out a white little hand to take it, and quickly sank deep into the ground.
"This kind of writing spans several eras and is even older than oracle bone script. I don't recognize it either. I seem to have heard someone briefly mention it. I guess few people among the immortals know it either."
She held her fair little chin with one hand and held a silver animal skin book with the other, her brows slightly furrowed, thinking about something.
"Only those old guys, the robbers who plunder scriptures all over the world, could have studied this kind of characters," she said helplessly.
"For example?" Wang Xuan asked.
"That monster in red." Sword Fairy said.
Wang Xuan and Qingmu looked at each other in surprise. Every time the female demon fairy appeared, she was shrouded in mist and rain, dressed in a stunning red, and was extremely stunning. This was the first time someone commented on her like this.
"Forget it. If I go to find her, I'll be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth." Wang Xuan gave up the idea.
"Or else we can look for ancient people from the pre-Qin period, such as the alchemists. They are all very knowledgeable, especially for those in special eras. Some of them should know this kind of characters." After saying this, she fell silent and her eyelids drooped.
Although she had a fair complexion and was shrouded in fairy mist, her mental state was still that of a ten-year-old. She needed to catch up on some sleep and looked a little delicate, not like a sword fairy.
Wang Xuan waved his hand and took back the silver book. It would be better to let this "little thing" sleep more for the time being. He and Qingmu left here silently.
"A female alchemist?" On the way, Wang Xuan thought that this peerless figure among the alchemists of the Pre-Qin period, who had read various scriptures, might be familiar with this kind of writing.
He had entered the strange interior of the female alchemist and seen various virtual scenes, such as her study, which was filled with rich collections, including golden bamboo slips.
Thinking about it carefully, he was a little too careless at that time and wanted to flip through the bamboo slips on the table. In the end, everything disappeared with the wind and he could not touch it.
"It's hard to fathom her intention." Wang Xuan didn't know much about the female alchemist, but she was indeed incredibly powerful. She was the only one known to have preserved a complete body.
"And 'Lao Zhang' is also hard to understand."
The few candidates he thought of had strong backgrounds, but all had the same problem. He didn't want to get close to them for the time being, fearing that they would be swallowed up skin and bones.
"In that bar in Xinxing, 'Lao Zhang' said he wanted to give me the seeds of the Taoist ancestral temple's divine medicine. What a pity." He felt quite regretful.
But he didn't regret it so much. It was not easy to repay the karma of "Lao Zhang". Besides, he was not sure of this person's true origin.
After returning to Ancheng, Wang Xuan began to recuperate and adjust his condition. The situation was extremely serious, and he was ready to explore that mysterious place again.
"Qingmu, come quickly and practice with me. I want to bring you closer to the extraordinary!" Chen Yongjie called and asked Qingmu to come over, and he seemed angry.
Aoki was very excited. Was he going to enter the backstage? He had been thinking about it for a long time.
But at the same time, his eyelids were twitching. What happened to his master who was getting more and more evil as he grew older? He seemed to be filled with anger.
"Old Chen, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xuan also heard it, noticed something was wrong, and asked immediately.
"That group of people are really arrogant. Although they didn't say anything superficial or vicious, their attitude is still unbearable."
Chen Yongjie whispered, a flame beating in his chest. Not long ago, the group of people came again and talked to him. They were very calm and indifferent, asking him to gather the practitioners of the old land, mobilize the spacecraft, dig the center of the earth, and blow up Kunlun Mountain.
Although there were no humiliating words, the indifferent look and the unquestionable orders still made Chen Yongjie angry.
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