The man then brought everyone to the seaside, pointing to a faintly discernible island not far from Mo Chuan County, "My great-grandfather lived there all his life, and later my grandfather also went there.
My grandfather said that there was an old object on the top of the mountain, saying that it was passed down from my ancestors, but he told me not to look at it if there was nothing important, just remember to pass on this matter. "
Hu Wenli said, "Mr. Lan, you're saying that this island has been there since your great-grandfather's time?" After the mist people's subordinates entered Tianxia, they all took Lan and Lan as their surnames, and this person was no exception.
The man surnamed Lan stomped the ground, saying, "Yes."
Hu Wenli said, "That's not right, after the turbid tide, the entire continent changed, some of the nearby islands have long since disappeared, how can this island still be here? And this island is so close to the continent, could it be that no one has gone there before? "
The man surnamed Lan said, "To be honest, even when the turbid tide came, the island could still be seen, and there were no changes. More than sixty years ago, my grandfather even brought my father up to avoid the turbid tide, but this damned place seems like only my family can see, if I didn't bring you all here today, you all wouldn't be able to see this place."
At this time, the village elder said, "The Lan family's boy's words are not false, this old man has lived here for more than half of his life, and has never seen this island, if not for this superior cultivator and superior official's light, this old man probably wouldn't be able to see this place."
At this time, Zhang Yu said, "I'll go up and take a look, everyone can stay here first."
Hu Wenli was anxious when he heard this, saying, "Xuanzheng, this lowly official is here. In order to understand this matter, Xuanzheng can't just leave this lowly official behind like this. "
The man surnamed Lan said, "This superior cultivator, if you didn't bring this lowly one, you also wouldn't be able to see this place."
Zhang Yu thought for a moment, although he didn't think that he wouldn't be able to see this place without bringing this person, but he also didn't think that he couldn't protect these people, unless the mysterious power on the island had the power of an upper realm.
But if that was the case, it would have been cleaned up by Zhu Xuanzheng and the previous Xuanzheng, how could it still be alive now?
The village elder pulled over a sturdy man beside him and said, "I'm already old, so I won't go over and be an eyesore. Let my son steer the boat for Shangxiu and Shangli. "
Zhang Yu didn't refuse and said, "I'll have to trouble you, Elder."
The village elder hurriedly said, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. In front of a superior cultivator, how could I dare to say such a thing? I don't deserve it."
In his impression, Taoist cultivators all had long lifespans. The longer they lived, the more powerful they would be. The man opposite him was Xuan Zheng, who was said to be the most powerful Taoist cultivator in the entire Upper Continent. So he must have lived the longest. He looked young, but he might have lived for thousands of years.
The village elder's son was also very nimble, he called for a dozen or so helpers, and sailed a medium-sized wooden boat. He took several people aboard and headed toward the island.
The island looked close, but it took them an entire summer to reach the island. However, when they arrived, they felt a trace of strangeness. This place could be said to be abnormally quiet. Not to mention the sea breeze, even the sound of the sea outside couldn't be heard.
At this time, Zhang Yu looked back. Other than the vast sea, he couldn't see anything, as if the land had completely disappeared.
He could feel that this place seemed to be a place similar to the spiritual gate.
He glanced at the surroundings. From the outside, this island didn't look big, only about a hundred mu. However, looking at it now, there were continuous mountain ranges and dense forests inside the island, and it extended all the way into a thick fog.
Not far from the beach, there was a stone statue of a six-armed baby. However, it only had a body and no head. There were pools of water flowing down from the navel of the stone statue, and it converged into a stream in the dense vegetation.
The man surnamed Lan said loudly, "I heard my father talk about this thing. He said that although it's strange, it's drinkable water inside. My father said that the water is sweet, and it flows endlessly throughout the year. My family's residence is behind the ridge, we have to go over two mountains. The old thing that the cultivator wants to ask about should also be inside."
Hu Wenli asked curiously, "According to Mr. Lan, your father and ancestor should have lived here for a long time, right? But I see that there are no birds or beasts here, so what do they rely on to survive? Fishing from the sea every day? "
The man surnamed Lan looked at him and said, "My father said that just by drinking the water, we won't be hungry anymore. Perhaps the water has some magical properties."
Hu Wenli immediately became interested and said, "Then let's go and take a look?" Although he said that, he didn't act on his own. Instead, he looked at Zhang Yu.
This place was very strange, who knew what dangerous things there were. If they wanted to be safe and sound, they had to listen to Zhang Yu, this Xuan Zheng.
Zhang Yu walked in front of the stone statue and glanced at the spring. The water was full of vitality. If it was more concentrated, it could almost be called medicinal water. However, there was no magical power in it, and it wasn't to the extent that drinking water could maintain one's vitality. That man surnamed Lan's father and ancestor should have some special properties. He said, "This water can be drunk, and there's no harm in touching it."
Hu Wenli's heart was moved. He took out a water bag, poured the water inside, and put the water inside.
Zhang Yu gazed down for a moment and saw that there was an underground river that led to the depths of the island. He looked into the distance and said, "Everyone, follow me."
Everyone hurriedly followed.
The terrain of the island was rugged and uneven, and there were no ready-made roads in the dense forest. Zhang Yu took the lead and only cared about walking forward. When he came, all the vegetation would automatically part, and the river would also stop here.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in admiration and reverence.
After walking for a while, the group came in front of a mound. On top of it, there was a simple temple built with stones, and under the mound, there was a sturdy wooden hut.
The man surnamed Lan looked a few times and said, "That's right, this is definitely where father lived when he was young. It's no different from what he said." As he said that, he walked in, and no one knew what he was looking for.
At this time, Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at the boundary that was full of vines. Hu Wenli suddenly felt a little nervous. He took a few steps closer and said, "Xuan Zheng, what's wrong?"
Zhang Yu said, "Hu Zuowen, do you still remember the legend I mentioned before?"
Hu Wenli said without hesitation, "Of course I remember." His expression changed, and he asked tentatively, "Could it be …"
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "The boundary we are standing on should be the island where the natives exiled their tribesmen and the six-armed infant."
Hu Wenli opened his eyes wide and said, "Xuan Zheng, how do you know?"
Zhang Yu gestured to the front and said, "Hu Zuowen, why don't you go over there and take a look?"
Hu Wenli walked over, driven by curiosity. When he arrived in front of the vines, he turned his head and looked behind him. He saw Zhang Yu standing there, and his heart calmed down a little. He stretched out his hand and lifted it to take a look. Then, his expression froze.
Right behind the vines, there was a deep sunken pit, and there were skeletons lying everywhere. These skeletons were of different sizes, and it was difficult to tell how many there were. However, without exception, they all had six arms.
He looked at all this in shock and said, "This, this …" Then he reacted and muttered, "It really is here, it really is here!"
Only the island where the six-armed infant was exiled could have so many six-armed people.
Zhang Yu looked at the stone temple above the mound. That place should be the place where the tribe built the sacrificial ceremony. If that was the case, that "thing" was probably here.
He thought for a moment and looked at the man surnamed Lan and said, "Mister Lan, the thing inside should be your ancestral heirloom. You know why I'm here, so are you willing to give it to me?"
The man surnamed Lan said, "Since you want it, then take it. In any case, this thing is useless to me. However, can I make a request?"
Zhang Yu said, "Please speak, Mister Lan."
The man surnamed Lan said generously, "I have a little grandson. He's eight years old, and he's always saying that he wants to cultivate. Can you let this kid cultivate with him?"
Hu Wenli reminded, "Brother Lan, Zhang Xuanzheng is Qingyang Xuanzheng. Do you know what kind of identity he has? Even the prefecture overseer …"
Zhang Yu interrupted him and said, "It doesn't matter. I have a few students under me. It's not a big deal to have one more. However, Mister Lan, cultivation depends on talent. If he can't learn it well, you can't force him."
The man surnamed Lan saw through it and said, "That's not a big deal. If he can't cultivate it, let him give up as soon as possible. He can come back and raise fish with his old man. He can also support himself."
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "If that's the case, it's settled."
Hu Wenli was very emotional. This was reaching the heavens in a single step. Even if his grandson couldn't learn it well, it didn't matter. Just the experience of being Zhang Yu's student was enough to feed him for a lifetime.
The village elder's son and the other villagers looked at the man surnamed Lan with envy. They were all muttering, "Lan He's family is going to be rich …" If they knew that having six arms would have such an advantage, they would also want it.
Zhang Yu said, "Everyone, wait here. Don't move around. I'll go up and take a look."
After everyone saw those skeletons, they were all scared and quickly agreed. Hu Wenli didn't say much this time. He knew what was important and when he shouldn't add to the trouble.
Zhang Yu's body floated up, and in a breath's time, he landed on the mountain ridge. Standing in front of the altar, he took a few glances before walking in. Once inside, he could see a stone wall piled up with stones in front of him. The gaps between the walls were filled with soil mixed with grass and roots.
It could be seen that this stone wall was built in a different era than the temple. It looked like it was built by someone later.
He walked forward, and with a flash of his figure, he passed through the wall. Then, he saw a stone table in front of him. On top of it was a box that was about a foot long and made of gold. Below it was a pile of various clay jars.
He stared at the golden box for a moment. Then he looked around. Seeing that there was nothing else here, he thought for a moment. Then he flicked his sleeve and put the box into his sleeve. Then he walked out and floated down.
Everyone was sitting around a fire. Hu Wenli saw him appear and said in surprise, "Xuan Zheng left for three days. He finally came back."
Zhang Yu's eyes flashed. He said, "Three days?"
"Yes." Everyone nodded in unison.
Zhang Yu looked at everyone and said slowly, "I've got the thing. Let's go back first."
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