Chapter 352 Pig Spirit Treasure Book

Without further ado, Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu and Yun Qiaoer immediately set off for the Dolphin Clan Temple.

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On the east side of Dolphin Island, on the green hill near the coast, the circular Dolphin Temple made of white stone stands quietly, listening to the sound of waves lapping on the shore.

In the square in front of the temple. Made of white jade, the half-human, half-fish statue of the Virgin Mary of the Dolphin Tribe looks at the sea opposite. The golden sunlight shines on her cheeks, her towering breasts, her upturned fish tail... reflecting the divine and colorful brilliance.

In the Dolphin Clan Temple.

There is a totem mural enshrined on the shrine in the main hall.

The mural is exquisitely carved from a large piece of cold jade from the East China Sea. It depicts many dolphins with round heads and round mouths, carrying some humans on their backs, chopping through the waves.

According to legend, the ancestors of the Dolphin Tribe originally lived on an island deep in the East China Sea. Encountering a tsunami by chance, the raging seawater swallowed up the entire island. When they were facing the danger of annihilation, a group of dolphins came and saved them. Since then, there has been a tribe of Dolphins who believe in dolphins as totem gods, and this has been passed down from generation to generation.

Yun Qiaoer, a saint from the Dolphin Tribe, changed into a gray-blue prayer robe. The robe was long and loose, adding a solemn sense of ritual to her beautiful appearance.

At this time, she was kneeling devoutly in front of the totem mural.

"Kind, almighty God of Dolphin Spirits. In the past six months, the fishery resources on the East China Sea have decreased sharply, and your people are facing the dangers of hunger and war. Your child Yun Qiaoer asks you to show your divine power to help the Dolphin Tribe people survive. Let's get through this crisis..." Yun Qiaoer clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly.

quiet! The entire hall is so ethereal, sacred and solemn.

After a while, Yun Qiaoer stood up and took out a roll of white silk that had been prepared and wrapped in advance.

She neatly unfolded the white silk, revealing a sharp dagger. The smooth surface of the dagger reflected Yun Qiaoer's calm expression, without any ripples.

I saw that she used the dagger to cut her fingertip without hesitation. The wound was neither deep nor shallow, and blood flowed out quickly.

The bright red blood dripped into a white jade chalice on the shrine. The almost translucent chalice was dyed hot red, like a beating heart.

Then, Yun Qiaoer took some incense ash from the incense burner in front of the shrine and sprinkled it on the injured finger.

"Chi chi chi."

As soon as the incense ash touched her fingers, wisps of blue smoke rose up. When the smoke dissipated, the wounds on her fingers disappeared, and their smooth fingers were as white as green onions.

In fact, this is not a magical power, but among the materials for making incense, there is Dongzhu powder made from fine Dongzhu mill. The Dongzhu essence in the Dongzhu powder has a wonderful effect of restoring trauma. Coupled with the fact that Yun Qiaoer's body is at the peak of the True Alchemy Realm and can easily absorb the Dongzhu essence within it, the trauma on her finger naturally recovers quickly.

"According to the ritual rules of the Dolphin Clan, I use the blood of the Dolphin Clan's saint as a guide to solemnly invite the "Dolphin Spirit Book". "

Yun Qiaoer said, holding up the white jade chalice containing her blood with both hands, and carefully placed it on a raised, wave-shaped pure gold base on the shrine.

"Zhizhi."

The pure gold base automatically rose up to a height of half a foot before stopping steadily.

In the middle of the totem mural, a blue vortex flashed, casting a ray of blue spiritual light. The path of the spiritual light just passed through the blood-colored Holy Grail, and reflected an angle to fall on an inconspicuous piece of space in the hall. on the ground.

"Kakakaka."

On the originally empty ground, a piece of floor tile suddenly sank, and a square stone platform rose up. On top of the stone platform, there is a smooth, palm-sized, transparent blue crystal.

The blue crystal emits rays of blue light outwards, and a corner of the hall is dyed into the world of the sea.

According to the ancestral teachings of the Dolphin Tribe, as a saint of the Dolphin Tribe, you only have one chance to watch the "Dolphin Spirit Book" in your life.

This is the first time Yun Qiaoer has seen this blue crystal in his life, and it is also the last time. She quickly stepped forward, held her breath, and watched carefully.

The surface of the blue crystal reflects rows of small characters swimming in rows. The fonts are like smart little fishes. It is a secret language unique to the Dolphin Spirit Clan, and it is a secret language that can only be learned by the saints of the Dolphin Spirit Clan. Even if others see it, they will not understand its meaning.

After a moment, the blue light condensed on the surface of the blue crystal, and the fonts disappeared without a trace. With a clicking sound, Zhutai returned to the floor with the blue crystal, and the floor was as smooth as ever.

The totem murals were restored to their original appearance, and the blood in the Holy Grail disappeared... The hall returned to its previous appearance, empty, quiet and sacred.

After seeing the content recorded in the "Dolphin Spirit Collection", Yun Qiaoer's expression was quiet, neither happy nor sad.

She clasped her hands together and said piously: "Thank you to the Dolphin God for your guidance. My daughter, I know how to do it."

Then, she turned around and strode out of the hall. The ground-length robe behind her was dragging on the ground, and the billowing gray-blue clothes were like the silent sea.

Just when Yun Qiaoer entered the temple hall to read the "Dolphin Spirit Book". Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu were waiting outside the hall.

The two of them stood far apart, not a suitable distance for small talk. Obviously they are not friends yet, mainly because Liu Haiyu still doesn't agree with the ghost way Xu Yang practices. Naturally, Xu Yang would not deliberately try to curry favor with the other person.

The door of the temple creaked and someone pushed it open from inside, and Yun Qiaoer walked out slowly.

Liu Haiyu hurriedly went up to her and asked with concern: "Miss Qiao'er, can you find the answer in the Pig Spirit Book?"

"Yes. There is indeed a way to temporarily open the seal of the Sunset Sea, but the conditions are too harsh, and it may be difficult to complete in a short time." Yun Qiao'er frowned and said.

"Miss Yun, please tell me the details. We all have the same goal. I believe that we can do a lot of things with the combined strength of the three of us." Xu Yang said.

"The book says that it takes two powers to unlock the seal of the Sunset Sea. The first is the power of the white whale, which we can do as long as we find the white whale. The second is the power of the sea dragon." Yun Qiao'er explained.

"The power of the sea dragon? Is there really a dragon in the East China Sea?" Xu Yang asked.

"The power of the sea dragon, I have never come into contact with it. I know a little about the power of the Taoist dragon. The True Lotus Dojo has raised a dragon soul in its own dragon pond, but it is only a soul, not a real dragon." Liu Haiyu said.

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there were sea dragons in the East China Sea. But as time went by, the sea dragons disappeared. But the power of dragons did not disappear in the East China Sea." Yun Qiaoer said.

"Oh, there is really dragon power in the East China Sea." Xu Yang was surprised.

Although Xu Yang had never seen a dragon spirit, he had seen descriptions of dragon spirits in the classics of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. Dragon spirits are the supreme existence among many creatures, and they are born with the aura of an emperor. If a mortal can be favored by a dragon spirit, he will have the blessing of becoming a king of a country. As for the cognition of the cultivation world, the highest-level dragon spirit is the legendary nine-color real dragon, which is a god that only exists in the True Immortal Realm. Its strength is even far beyond that of ordinary True Immortals, and it will not appear in a low-level interface like the Zhongyuan Realm. Some low-level dragon spirits, such as ghost dragons, Taoist dragons, Confucian dragons, Buddhist dragons, etc., do exist, but the power of these dragon spirits is far from comparable to that of real dragons, but they are also raised or collected by major cultivation sects as powerful combat forces. There are also some higher-level dragon spirits, such as Azure Dragon, Purple Dragon, Demon Dragon, etc., which exist in the legendary spirit world. The spirit world is a half-level higher than the Zhongyuan world.

"Legend has it that in ancient times, the hundreds of tribes in the East China Sea were all subjects of the East China Sea Dragon Clan. But after the dragon clan disappeared, the hundreds of tribes rose up and fought each other. The tribe with a little dragon power is the Scaled Dragon Clan. But not every member of the Scaled Dragon Clan has dragon power, only the royal family of their direct descendants has the precious dragon power." Yun Qiaoer continued to explain.

"So, if we want to obtain dragon power, we need to ask the royal family of the Scaled Dragon Clan for help?" Liu Haiyu asked.

"But the Scaled Dragon Clan has always been very self-righteous and never takes other tribes in the East China Sea seriously. It is almost impossible to ask their royal family for help." Yun Qiaoer said with some disappointment.

"This is indeed a bit tricky." Liu Haiyu said.

After hearing this, Xu Yang also shook his head slightly.

When the three were in a dilemma,

"Ahem."

With a light cough, a stream of white light emerged from the ghost wood waist pendant. The light faded, revealing Guigu Yeyan with white hair and black robe.

"With me here, nothing is impossible." Guigu Yeyan stroked his silver beard and said.

"Who is this?" Liu Haiyu and Yun Qiaoer said in unison.

"This is me..."

Before Xu Yang could say the word "Master",

Guigu Yeyan answered first: "I am just an old man who lost his soul that Xu Yang picked up on the way. Only two of my three souls are left, and they are only living on this ghost wood waist pendant. Back then, the Scaled Dragon Clan would kneel and salute me when they saw me, and shouted in unison, "Master Ghost Fire."

Xu Yang knew that the master said this because he didn't want to expose his original identity to avoid unnecessary trouble, so he didn't explain.

"So the senior has been to the East China Sea. I don't know your name." Yun Qiaoer asked respectfully.

"Hehe. My name? It's been so long that I have forgotten it myself. I am me, a different ghost fire." Guigu Yeyan joked.

"So it's Master Ghost Fire, Yun Qiaoer of the Pig Spirit Clan is polite." Yun Qiaoer said obediently and bowed slightly.

Liu Haiyu on the side just clasped his fists slightly and said nothing. He knew at a glance that this Master Ghost Fire was also a ghost cultivator, just showing his courtesy.

Guigu Yeyan glanced at Liu Haiyu, curled his lips, and ignored him. After all, his seniority in the martial arts world is much higher than Liu Haiyu's master, the previous headmaster of the Qinglian Daochang, and of course he would not care about Liu Haiyu, a junior. Besides, if Liu Haiyu really treated him with respect, he would feel uncomfortable all over, after all, Guigu Yeyan never had any good feelings towards the Taoist lineage.

“The dragon power of the Scaled Dragon Clan is all in their horns. All we need to do is find a direct descendant of the royal family of the Scaled Dragon Clan, cut off his horn, and take it back, isn’t that enough?” Guigu Yeyan said easily.