C260 A protracted struggle

The origin of the seedling border's voodoo Gu technique was already unknown, and this was not because of some people keeping it a secret. It was probably because everyone here knew very little about the things from who knows how many generations ago. Those who had been deified, those who had lost, as the inheritances of stories and those who had been inflamed by the whims of others, all these had caused countless truths to be buried in the endless river of history.

Even though there are many theories about the art of voodoo Gu outside the mountain, most of them belong to the category of people who have caught a glimpse of it before adding to their imaginations. No matter how mysterious the matter is, it makes people feel afraid to say what they are thinking, so towards the messages outside the mountain, it is simply unrealistic. At this moment, the things that Old Master Zhao Xuan told us are extremely important.

"Gu Nanny …?" I am a little curious, if it is as the old man said, then the Gu Nanny should have frequently intervened, but since I entered this wuzhong's Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, other than the things that happened in the Wutong Stronghold, everything else has been peaceful from start to finish, and I can't smell even the slightest hint of danger.

"It's a Gu Nanny, a parasite with a negative nature. If a woman was raised, it would be even more sinister, but a White Miao is a person who doesn't like to fight. Furthermore, according to their clan's teachings, females in the clan are not allowed to feed Gu, even if they are Holy Maiden that they have been raising for generations, there are no exceptions."

"Then why is there a Gu Nanny?" Since there are already such clan rules, and the deeper we are in this mountain, the more we can't disobey our ancestors' beliefs. Under such high pressure, why would there be a profession of a Gu Nanny? This really makes me curious.

"White Miao, why didn't you just say that they're Miao Renlong and the others?" The old man regained his lazy attitude, "Because they still have a sworn enemy, Black Seedling! They are extremely good at hiding, and I am sure, even here, that there is definitely a black seedling hidden here. A few days ago, a disciple from another sect met with misfortune, and up until now, don't look at how it ended up looking peaceful here, in fact, how can it be? The white seedlings were secretly investigating, and the various powers were keeping their doors shut to prevent this from happening. "

"Can we think of a way to contact the black seedling and then use them to find that Gu King? If they are enemies, then I think Black Seedling has been drooling over the White Seedling's Gu King for a long time! " My eyes lit up and I told them what I was thinking. I wanted to use this method to make them fight until the sky turned dark, and then we would take advantage of the situation.

"It won't work!" The old gramps had already entered the role. Since Zhao Qianyu had already made up his mind, he could only think of a way to make this matter as safe as possible and give us a more detailed explanation for this. They belonged to the same seedling, but the white and black seedlings were polar opposites! White Miao Man was extremely united, even if there was a gap between them, if there was any external force, they would definitely put aside their grudges and settle the external problems first. However, black seedling was his group of people, they were eccentric and cautious, they would definitely not cooperate with anyone other than themselves, even if it was for the common interests of the people in the black seedling, they would definitely defend against the other party with their lives! And the black seedling was cold and tyrannical, to find them for cooperation? Perhaps, when no one knows who they are, the ancestors will infect them with a Gu. There is simply no possibility at all. "

"Then why did you mention Black Seedling? Since it is of no use to us, wouldn't it be a waste of time to tell us about it?" While Old Man Zhao Xuanzhi was speaking, Zheng Wuxie had already slowly settled his butt in the chair. Since he didn't want to listen, since he had already listened, he might as well just accept it. There was no point in panicking at all. I am confident that my grasp of Zheng Wuxie is rather accurate.

"Youngster, you're too impatient, this isn't a good thing." The old man was not in a hurry. With this dim light, it was most suitable for four to five people to sit together and chat about interesting things. Although we were chatting right now, I believe that if Bai Miao's people were to find out about this, it would bring quite a bit of trouble.

"No rush, no rush. Go on, old man, I have nothing to complain about!" Zheng Wuxie smiled and dealt with it. Looking at his expression, I couldn't help but ponder the words he said to me before, "If you don't have absolute confidence, then don't provoke those old fellows, especially the older ones, the more you shouldn't provoke them." From the beginning till the end, Zheng Wuxie had always been diligently abiding by these words, and to him, it had almost become a standard statement. Anyone who saw an older person would first wear a seventy percent smile and twenty percent respect. The remaining one point was to decide whether to pretend to be a grandson or swing a knife.

Old Man Zhao Xuan gave a light snort and continued, "The black and white seedlings have taken up a part of the art of voodoo, but in these large mountains, there is another group of people that has almost completely strayed away from the crowd. That is the art of voodoo! "If there's anything that can make the Black and White Miao put down their prejudices and join hands, I'm afraid there won't be a second one other than Wu Dai's group."

"Witch?" But why is that? " In my opinion, the term 'witch' encompasses far too much scope. Like everyone else in the outside world, I have always believed that 'witch' referred specifically to those witches, those who could communicate with ghosts and gods, or those who could put on a show to deceive ghosts. In my opinion, even the grand sacrifice in White Miao Village can use the word 'witch' to refer to those witches.

"The Voodoo Gu is naturally opposed to each other, as if all beings are at odds with each other. This is the rule of the world! The first time was very far away, and it was in the Spring and Autumn Battle Empire. At that time, it was said that the Witch clan had met with a calamity, and there was no one who could stop them as they rushed out of the wuzhong and into the four lands of China. At that time, there was a mountain of a witch that acted to stop them, but in the end, they were unable to defeat a large number of the parasites and died. The second time was when the karmic luck of our Han nationality weakened for the third time, and when the whole of Qing Province entered its final stage, the insect poison disaster once again broke out, and the reason is truly laughable! " The old man laughed emotionlessly, "The Emperor has coveted the wuzhong's Gu arts for a long time, so he sent people into Shu to take them in for his own use, and then Miao Renlong sent messengers to the Emperor, saying that due to the restrictions of the witch, they were unable to leave the wuzhong, and the Emperor sent people to make peace, the Emperor was naturally unwilling to do so, so the Emperor felt that his dignity had received the provocation and started looking around to kill the witches.

"In that case, how were these two calamities resolved?" I was so engrossed in listening that I forgot what I should have been paying attention to at this moment. I was so engrossed in this story buried in history.

"Result?" It was said that Miao Gu angered the masses and caused the world to be thunderstruck for forty-nine days in a row, purifying the rampaging Gu worms and the main culprit, causing Miao Renlong to hide in the depths of the mountains and not dare to appear again. There was also a saying that they had offended some strange people outside the mountains, and the result was that many of the mysterious forces were forced to come out of their mountains after they had been taken over and massacred on their own territory. However, I prefer the latter, since there's no other way, since ancient times there have been many mysterious people in China! " I know that it's something called a sense of national pride, but this old man probably hasn't realized it yet. The current him is also one of the oddities among the ordinary people outside the mountain.

"Then the second time?" Zheng Wuxie's eyes flashed with excitement when he heard it, if it was from the mouth of a young man, the allure of this story would not be great, but if it was from the mouth of an old man, especially one who was very powerful, the allure of this story instantly increased by a hundred times.

"The second time!" "Old Master Zhao Xuanzhi pondered silently for a while, as if he was recalling something from a long time ago." The second time, the calamity of the Gu poison lasted for a long time. It lasted for hundreds of years in an instant, and only stopped at the end of the Republic of China! This old bones of mine had the honor to participate in this as well! "

"At that time, the Gu seedlings were once again rampant. It took them a long time to recover from this disaster, but even though it was called a disaster, didn't it still harm us Chinese people? Therefore, those sects and aristocratic families that did not do anything started to secretly target the Gu seedlings. However, the Gu seedlings threatened the royal family's might, and even had the assistance of the karmic luck exclusive to the Pure Dragon Bloodline, making it very troublesome to deal with. This tug of war continued until the seedling border lost all of his Qi and luck to protect him. Finally, the final strike was launched, and seedling border was trapped in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range from then on … "It's just that we've all suffered terrible losses. In a fight, our vitality has been greatly damaged …" When the old man finished speaking, his spirit seemed to be in a bit of a daze, "In fact, after fighting for so long, aren't all the things that have been lost are our own? Ai …"

There were many stories that he didn't want to talk about. The last sigh was rather desolate, and it definitely wasn't a good thing for an old man to talk about.

"Old master, the past is the past. The past is the future, and the future is the future." Old master, the past is the present. Sensing that the atmosphere on the old man's body wasn't right, I immediately used the ideal of blossoming flowers to make my voice reach his heart. Only then did Zhao Xuanzhi abruptly raise his head.

"Evil creature, how dare you plot against me?" He suddenly stood up from his chair, and the shadow on the floor grabbed the wall behind him.