Lingchu stood on the top of the mountain, his clothes fluttering, his eyes looking ahead, showing a thoughtful look.
Piaoxu looked at Lingchu with a look of confusion on her face, and couldn't help but ask, "My lord, what are you thinking about?"
"Do you know what's ahead?"
Piaoxu's eyes blinked, "My lord, it's pitch black, there's nothing!"
Lingchu shook his head, "There is a village ahead, and my ancestral home is there!"
Lingchu couldn't help but have a picture of his ancestral home in his mind. His predecessor would come back every year under the leadership of Ling Jing to worship his ancestors.
Some thoughts also arose in his mind, wait a minute! Ancestral home!
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, wondering if Ling Jing would leave any clues here.
Ling Jing's death may have hidden a big secret, and Zhao Manxuan obviously wanted to hide the secret by putting him to death.
"Walk!"
Lingchu flew down and headed towards the ancestral home.
An hour later.
Before Lingchu arrived at the ancestral home, he flew into the ancestral home without alerting the people of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
When he landed, he frowned and saw that the inside was in a mess, the water tank was broken, the bluestone was pried open, and there were many pieces of porcelain on the ground.
"They really were here!"
Lingchu's eyes were gloomy, what exactly were they looking for!
"My lord...this..."
Piaoxu looked at Xi Zhou with a frown on his face and murderous intent in his eyes.
You dare to touch your lord's ancestral home, damn it!
Lingchu walked inside, the memory of his previous life appeared in his mind, and Ling Jing's every move flashed in his mind.
"Study! Ancestral hall! Bedroom!"
This is the place Ling Jing has been to the most. If he wants to leave something behind, these three places are the most likely.
Lingchu came to the study and lit the candle.
Looking at the empty desk, he frowned. He sat down, raised his head, and followed Ling Jing's example. The first thing his eyes saw was the top of the pillar.
"Piaoxu, go and take a look!"
Piaoxu nodded, jumped up, grabbed the beam, looked at Xi Zhou, touched it with her hand, and her expression changed.
"My lord, there is a gap in this pillar!"
Lingchu's eyes lit up and he stood up, "Open it!"
Piao Xu squeezed hard in her hand, and with a click, she took out a ball of cloth and jumped to the ground.
"My lord, this thing is very well hidden. If I hadn't learned about agency information, I really wouldn't have discovered it!"
Lingchu gave her an appreciative look and patted her hand, making her pretty face feel hot.
Lingchu opened the red cloth, and a cowhide scroll appeared in front of him. On it was a picture of seven people on a boat looking at an island.
He frowned, what did this mean? Sightseeing?
"Lord, what does this mean?"
Lingchu shrugged, "I don't know either, but this is probably what they are looking for!"
"My lord, since there is one above, this pillar is so big and high, maybe there will be one again!"
Lingchu nodded, "You above, me below!"
Piaoxu smiled slightly and started searching again.
Lingchu felt the gap that Piaoxu said with his hands.
"Lord, here it is!"
Piaoxu took out a piece of red cloth with a happy smile on her face.
"Well done, I'll give you a reward when I go back!"
It’s actually a book!
Lingchu looked at the yellowed book and opened it carefully.
"In the third hundred and twenty-sixth year of the Great Yu, the world was in chaos, wars were rising in the west, treacherous ministers were in power, and the people were in dire straits..."
Lingchu's heart moved, Dayu! That was the previous dynasty!
"The Ling family was originally a scholarly family, and his father was a historian in the Yu Dynasty. However, the world was in chaos, and being an official was not my ambition, so I abandoned literature and joined the military..."
"Your Majesty is worthy of your hard work. I got to meet a good teacher. It took me five years to defeat the master and enter the elixir realm, and ten years to achieve the golden elixir..."
"However, a change occurred three years later. I met brothers who could intersect in life and death, and I searched for Kyushu Xiling with my six brothers!"
Lingchu looked at the picture, seven people! This painting is of them! What is this island?
What is Jiuzhou Xiling!
……
"Venus transits the sun, huge waves surge into the sky, giant dragons soar into the sky..."
Lingchu looked at the blurred handwriting, the paper was dark red, and couldn't help but frowned. It seemed to be blood, and he hurriedly turned back.
The books are old and have been damaged. After five sheets, the handwriting can be faintly seen.
"I took the dragon's blood and felt that all my internal organs were on fire... The Westerner died, was swallowed by the beastly nature, and became a killing demon. The eldest brother Qin Jue got the opportunity of the dragon's blood."
"I forced the dragon's blood out, and I only gained some abilities. I can heal the wounds quickly, but I also suffered incurable injuries..."
"In the second year of Dali... I feel that the end is approaching, so I leave a book for future generations!"
"Ling Xiaoran's last word!"
Lingchu's eyes showed a solemn look. Qin Jue was the founding emperor of Dali, and Ling Xiaoran was the ancestor of his body. They were actually brothers!
And dragon blood, do dragons really exist in this world?
How can this be!
His brows furrowed, and there was a look of thought in his eyes. Suddenly he heard Piao Xu's words, "My lord, there is a piece of blood jade here!"
Lingchu took the blood jade and felt that the tentacles were warm and the blood jade exuded a strange aura.
Lingchu had practiced various techniques of life and death, and felt that the blood jade contained powerful life energy.
Could it be that this blood jade was also formed by being contaminated with the so-called dragon's blood?
Then his eyes turned cold. It seemed that what they were looking for was this piece of blood jade!
It's really ironic that they were brothers in life and death hundreds of years ago, but they want to kill them all a hundred years later!
Since Zhao Guangji would take action against him, he must have received the emperor's permission, so there was no need for the Zhao family to exist.
Emperor Dali, I will make you pay the price with your blood!
Piaoxu looked at Lingchu and asked, "My lord, are there really dragons in this world?"
He also saw the content in the book, and she was very curious about dragon blood.
Lingchu chuckled, "Yes, right? What? You want dragon blood too?"
"No, I think the Lord needs it!"
Lingchu snorted coldly, "What's so strange about the blood of a beast!"
Westerners are devoured by animal nature and become killing demons. This so-called dragon blood is not a good thing.
The vitality in his body has endless uses. He can recover from his injuries now and has no interest in the so-called dragon's blood.
As his strength becomes stronger, the anger in his body will also become stronger, and immortality is really a possibility.
"You have done a great job tonight!"
Lingchu handed the secret book he knocked from Xia Qinghua to Piao Xu.
Piaoxu looked at the secret book in Lingchu's hand, "My lord, what is this?"
"The Purgatory Nine Tribulation Sword and the Returning Wind Piercer's Heart Palm, these two martial arts are very powerful. I give them to you!"
Piaoxu's pretty face turned red and she whispered, "Piaoxu, thank you, Lord!"
Lingchu saw her look, leaned forward, looked into her eyes, and asked with a smile, "How do you want to thank me?"
Piaoxu felt Lingchu's aura, her pretty face turned red immediately, and she said shyly, "As long as the Lord likes it, anything is fine?"
With a wave of Lingchu's arm, the candles in the study were instantly extinguished, and the sound of tearing and torn clothes could be heard in the room.
A wild cat jumped on the roof and barked.
"Meow meow meow…"
The sound of pain and pleasure echoed in the night wind.
