Farming and practicing martial arts to level the world

Perhaps the dead man on its back was the owner of the tomb, who locked it up on purpose in case it would run away.

The means are somewhat cruel.

However, the owner of the tomb has already turned into bones, and the secret room is a closed existence. Without food or drink, the big tortoise can still survive.

Really great.

Ikehashi Song replied: "Diyuan is the era of the Yellow Emperor. After the founding of the Great Xia Republic, the government adopted the era of the Yellow Emperor. Now it is the year 4779 of the Emperor Yuan."

"Da...meng...dead...?"

"Meng? You mean the Mongolian Dynasty?" Ikehashi Song was surprised, "The Mongolian Dynasty has been around for more than 700 years. Big tortoise, you lived in the Mongolian Dynasty?"

Before the Great Xia and the Republic of China, there was the Jin Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty was followed by the Zhu Dynasty, and the Zhu Dynasty was followed by the Meng Dynasty.

The Mongolian Dynasty was established by the grassland nomads. It lasted less than a hundred years. The land of China under the Mongolian Dynasty was full of ghosts and ghosts, and the people were in dire straits.

Due to the frequent power changes of the nomads and the lack of revision of history, there are very few records about the Mongolian Dynasty.

"Dameng...I remember..." The big tortoise lowered its head, lost in nostalgia for the past, and raised its head again after a while, "Little devil...now...what...when?"

"Ok?"

Ikehashi Song frowned: "Dameng is dead."

On the big tortoise's black head, the eyes reflected the light from the headlamp, making it look a bit cloudy: "Dameng... is dead... Master Luo... is also dead... I... free... brat... let me out... "

The big tortoise spoke more and more fluently.

As if thinking of the hope of getting out of trouble, it struggled violently, shaking its limbs and the iron chain around its neck.

However, the iron chain is tied to its limbs and neck through steel. No matter how hard it struggles, it will not be able to break the iron chain. It can only hope for Chi Qiaosong: "Little devil, let me out, Master Luo is dead!" Now, I'm free, he promised me, set me free, set me free, set me free..."

The big tortoise repeated "let me be free" over and over again, and after several times, it suddenly lowered its head again.

Ikehashi Matsu had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the big tortoise raised its head again and asked, "Little ghost, what time is it?"

"Hey, the big tortoise is being imprisoned stupidly, but it's true. It has been imprisoned since the Mongolian Dynasty. It has been imprisoned for at least 700 years. It's no wonder it's not being imprisoned."

Ikehashi Matsu stepped forward and looked around the big turtle.

"Little ghost, answer me." The big turtle said again.

Ikehashisong squatted on the ground and picked up the clothes of the bone corpse. Even the bones had been decayed by time, but the clothes remained intact.

After getting it, he immediately felt it: "It turned out to be clothes sewn with gold thread, a rich man!"

"Little ghost..." The big tortoise saw that Ikehashisong ignored him, slowly lowered his head, and raised his head again after a while, his lines remained unchanged, "Little ghost, what time is it now?"

Chi Qiaosong put the clothes into the red gourd, and then searched among the bone fragments, and found a jade wrench and a small jade bottle.

I don't know what use the jade wrench is.

The little jade bottle was plugged with a stopper, he pulled out the stopper, and suddenly a puff of gray gas came out.

It smells so bad.

Chi Qiaosong quickly held his breath, blowing away the stench, and then poured out the small jade bottle, which was empty.

"I thought there would be a panacea... More than 700 years have passed, and any panacea should have deteriorated." He sighed softly.

Immediately, he stuffed the jade wrench and the small jade bottle into the red gourd.

After confirming that there was nothing of value around, Ikehashi Matsu turned his attention back to the big tortoise: "Old tortoise, why are you silent?"

The big tortoise had been silent for a long time, and did not ask about the wheel again.

Hearing Ikehashisong's question, it moved slightly: "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

"Eat some fruit." Ikehashisong took out the fruit prepared in the red gourd and handed it to the big turtle's mouth. At the same time, he held the sword in his right hand, ready to prevent the big turtle from hurting people at any time.

The big tortoise obediently crushed the fruit, then swallowed the fruit slowly: "Enough."

"Just eat that much?"

"I'm convinced of the bigu, and it's enough to taste the taste." The hoarse voice of the big tortoise gradually returned to the low voice of the elderly, with a bit of Wu Nong's soft accent.

"Are you sober now?"

"Sober."

"Okay, let me ask you some questions. You live in Mongolia, right?" Ikehashi Song stood in front of the big tortoise and looked at the big tortoise carefully.

The whole body is as black as ink, like the ink turtle among the tortoises.

The tortoise is a common species of tortoise in Daxia. The color of the male tortoise will gradually darken when it matures, and it will become completely black over time, which is called the black tortoise.

"I was born in the Zhao Dynasty. In the last years of the Zhao Dynasty, Master Luo appointed me as a housekeeper and helped him guard the dojo. In a flash, it was the Meng Dynasty. Master Luo..." The big turtle became confused as he spoke, "Master Luo promised me, Set me free, brat, are you a descendant of Master Luo, quickly set me free, I have already carried him through the weak water!"

As the big tortoise talked, it became excited and kept struggling with the iron chain: "He promised me that he would let me go back after crossing the weak water! Let me be free!"

"Calm down, calm down, don't get excited!" Ikehashi Song tried to appease.

After a while, the big tortoise finally settled down, the confusion in his eyes receded, and he looked at Chi Qiaosong curiously: "Little ghost, what time is it now?"

Chapter 268 The Ambush

The big tortoise is a little delirious.

Ikehashisong simply sat down cross-legged and talked to it repeatedly, trying to figure out what was going on.

I don't know how much time it took, but amidst the big tortoise's confusing answers, I gradually figured out a clue. It turned out that the old tortoise was a tortoise that turned into a turtle.

According to legend, the clam becomes a mirage, and the mirage becomes a dragon.

It is also mentioned in the legend that the tortoise grows into an Ao, and the Ao and a snake intertwine and intersect, which can be transformed into a basalt.

In the official information, the tortoise and other cultivated spirit beasts are called Xuan Jieqing.There are also some materials that refer to the turtle-like spirit beast as Dr. Tongyou.

Xuan Jieqing means a black official with armor.

Dr. Tongyou is that the tortoise shell is mostly used for divination. The ancients believed that the tortoise shell can pass through the secluded. As for the doctor, it is also a kind of official in ancient times.

Because the power of divination in ancient times was mostly in the hands of officials such as doctors, so there were names such as Xuan Jieqing and Dr. Tongyou. In the folks, the old tortoise, the spirit beast, was jokingly called Prime Minister Turtle.

"I am a big tortoise in the mountains. If I don't cultivate the Dao, I will live in disasters. Fortunately, Master Luo enlightened me, and I was able to transform into Zhengguo."

Through the old tortoise's self-report, Chi Qiaosong gradually understood that it was originally a tortoise, but later cultivated into a spirit beast Xuan Jieqing, and was turned into a turtle by Master Luo.

This Ao is higher than Xuan Jieqing, about the same as Jiao.

Snakes turning into jiao, mussels turning into mirages, and turtles turning into turtles are all general principles, but jiao is an auspicious beast, and ao is not an auspicious beast because it cannot be connected with luck.

"Master Luo ordered me to guard the dojo, and often talked to me about the outside world, so I knew that the outside world has already been conquered by the Great Monarch."

The tortoise likes to be quiet, and this giant tortoise just stayed in the dojo like this for decades, until Luo Shi was very old and started to plan the things behind him.

Master Luo told it that it needs to carry it for a while.

The old turtle readily agreed.

Then it was brought to this secret room, and Master Luo tied it up, and the five steel nails of the magic weapon pierced through its neck, forelegs, and hind legs respectively.

The old turtle questioned Master Luo.

Master Luo said that he was afraid that the old turtle would turn around, and then started to cast spells. When the old turtle came back to his senses, he had already appeared on the bank of a big river, which was a weak river leading to the underworld.

The old tortoise was afraid, but Master Luo threatened to kill it if it dared to turn back, and let it go back if it carried him across the river.

The old turtle had no choice but to carry him across the river, but after entering the weak water, the old turtle was unconscious again, and when he woke up, he had already returned to the secret room here.

Hands, feet and neck were bound by chains, Master Luo sat on its back, no longer breathing.

"Master Luo is dead, I was going to throw him down, but as long as I move, I will appear on the bank of the Ruoshui River, and then I will be confused."

The old turtle slowly narrated what happened to him.

It doesn't understand the connection between the secret room and the bank of the weak water, but every time it returns to the bank of the weak water, its memory is deprived, and it returns to the secret room after being confused.

As time passed, it didn't dare to move around anymore, so it shrank in the turtle shell and waited for countless years.

"Master Luo promised me to set me free..." Old Gui looked at Chi Qiaosong, his emotions had calmed down, "You haven't told me whether you are a descendant of Master Luo, and whether you will let me out."

Chi Qiaosong didn't answer but asked instead: "Let me ask you another question, who is Master Luo's name, and what's your name?"

"Master Luo, I don't know his name, but he called me... Lingshouzi." The old turtle, Lingshouzi, fell into nostalgia again, waiting for it to wake up.

Like an idiot, he asked Chi Qiaosong again: "Little devil, what time is it?"

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"Lingshouzi, where is Master Luo's dojo?" Chi Qiaosong tapped on the stone wall of the secret room, and he was about to find a way to leave.

Having been here for almost an hour, Tu Shanzi and Ren Qiongdan must be waiting on the Longwang Well, and they may have already taken search and rescue measures.

Fortunately, both Tu Shanzi and Ren Qiongdan have signed a spiritual contract with Chi Qiaosong.

As long as the spirit deed is safe and sound, they should know that Chi Qiaosong is still alive and well.

"I don't know. I seldom go out. I just remember that Master Luo asked me to guard the dojo. After I agreed, his sleeve covered me, and I appeared in the dojo."

"Oh?" Ikehashi Song turned around, "What does the dojo look like?"

"There is water, there are fields, and there is a thatched hut. Master Luo would make alchemy and meditate under the thatched hut, and I would help him grow herbs. Occasionally, Master Luo would bring people in, and I heard one of them say..."

"Say what?"

"The man said in surprise, Master Luo's dojo is a cave, I didn't ask further, and then he was killed by Master Luo."

"Dongtian?" Chi Qiaosong was really interested now, "Dongtian in the blessed land, right?"

"do not know."

Lingshouzi shook his head slightly, then his eyes became cloudy, and he seemed to be abnormal again.

Chi Qiaosong was going to wait for it to wake up, and then inquire carefully about Master Luo's dojo. If what Lingshouzi said was true, then it might really be a blessed place.

Martial Dao internal strength has a long history, and it was passed down from the ancient Taoist lineage.

According to some Taoist classics, there is a blessed place in this world, and there is a space inside it, which is an excellent place for practicing Taoism.But after the martial arts prospered, there was no news about Dongtian Fudi.

but.

Ikehashimatsu believes that there must be a blessed place to exist.

The evidence is the red gourd hanging on his chest - the inside of the red gourd is a world of its own, since Lingbao can have such a space, why can't there be a bigger cave.

After the old Guiling Shouzi woke up, Ikehashi Song directly asked about the dojo.

Lingshouzi has spent many years in the dojo. According to its description, although the dojo is not too big, it is not too small either, with an area of ​​at least several hundred mu.

There is an invisible boundary on the outside, and there are small rivers flowing inside, trees growing, and clouds and rain.

And you can also see the sun, the moon, and the stars, and there is plenty of aura in it, which can be swallowed by Lingshouzi.So it stayed there for decades, never thinking of going out from the beginning to the end.

soon.

Following Lingshouzi's description, a detail was noticed by Ikehashisong: "You mean, Master Luo once bought a freshly baked roast duck from Pingjing City and came back to reward you with one; not long after, he bought it from Jinling City I bought another roast duck just out of the oven, and compared the roast ducks in the two places, what is the difference?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure it's all freshly baked roast duck?"

"Master Luo loves to buy snacks from all over the place, and he always eats the freshest ones." Lingshouzi replied, it still had some hatred for Master Luo before, but now it has regained its old admiration.

Chi Qiaosong froze for a moment, then squatted down on the ground again, and picked up Master Luo's broken bones one by one.

There is a huge expectation in my heart: "What kind of dojo is this? This is clearly a space spirit treasure that is one level higher than my red gourd. The kind that I carry with me!"

A pile of bones piled on the ground.

Chi Qiaosong didn't find any spiritual treasures from it, and he took out Master Luo's gold silk clothes and examined them carefully, but it didn't look like a spiritual treasure either.

The jade wrench and the small jade bottle were also inspected, and there was nothing special about them.

"It's not these, didn't he bring it with him?" Thinking of this, Chi Qiaosong patted the old turtle's shell again, "Lingshouzi, please lift yourself up."

"Huh?" Although Lingshouzi was puzzled, he still raised his body slowly.

Chi Qiaosong lay on the ground and shone down with a flashlight. Except for the dust, he didn't see anything pressed by Lingshouzi: "Didn't he bring the Dojo Lingbao with him?"