Chapter 4 Chapter Two Spring in Kunlun No. 1 Spring

The legends of the Blue Bird Clan are widely circulated, but there is no agreement.There are countless records, but in the end, they are all vague.Yue Xieyi, who is known as the number one erudite in Huayinge, spent three months writing a paper on "The Origin and Development of the Legend of the Qingniao Clan in the Late Sui Dynasty" and handed it to her master in order to obtain the position of Fairy Servant. Too sketchy and badly remodeled.A more consistent statement is that the Qingniao tribe is a tribe under the Kunlun Mountains. They believe in the goddess Xiwangmu, and claim that their ancestors are Qingniao, the messenger of Xiwangmu.There are no men in the clan, only women.At certain times, they would launch wars, plunder the best men from various tribes in the Kunlun Mountains, and forcefully interbreed.The patriarch of the Qingniao family never went out all his life, hiding in the pool of blood, and prophesied major events in the world to his clansmen.It is said that its prophecy has the power to understand the changes of the world and the changes of mountains and rivers.

For tens of thousands of years, the predictions of the head of the Qingniao clan have never been inaccurate. After several natural disasters and catastrophes, all the nearby tribes have disappeared. Only the Qingniao clan has become more and more powerful. Many nearby tribes believe in it as a god. It actually developed into the largest evil clan in Kunlun Shenshan.At its peak, the tribe dominated the Western Regions, and its momentum spread to the Central Plains. Although the Qingniao clan and the Central Plains Wulin rivers do not violate well water, all heroes in China regard them as evil demons and heretics.The reason is not only that they are ferocious and warlike, but also lies in the strange inheritance method of their patriarch.This method has only left sporadic records in history, but it is enough to make people creepy.

According to legend, it was a strange blood sacrifice. The strength of the Blue Bird Clan comes from their blood.Because their blood is not human blood, but the Queen Mother of the West cut her wrist with moonlight when she was cultivating alone on the top of Kunlun—three drops of blood, turned into three blue birds, and spread the grace of Queen Mother of the West to the world. Therefore, the power of the blue bird clan comes from the gods. However, it is said that because the Queen Mother of the West has not been found for a long time, the Qingniao people cannot return to the heaven, and the power in their blood is slowly disappearing.In order to preserve power, each patriarch will perform a mysterious ceremony before death.The ceremony takes place in a huge pool of blood, at the end of which a new patriarch is chosen and the previous patriarch dies in great pain.

In fact, every patriarch died willingly, even full of happiness.They don't think that they have been tortured to death. On the contrary, they firmly believe that they will be reborn in the pool of blood, and then their souls will be injected into the blood of their successors to achieve immortality. As a result, various legends spread, and there were even rumors that the members of the Blue Bird clan were all blood-devouring demons.The Queen Mother of the West they want to summon is actually the Lord of Demons. In the end, the Qingniao clan failed to preserve their strength and recalled the Queen Mother of the West, and their entire sect was destroyed by the 300,000 army of Yu Wenshu, the national teacher of the Sui Dynasty.After a battle between gods and men, half of Kunlun Mountain was covered in blood.However, the price Yu Wenshu paid was extremely heavy. He himself and the 300,000 troops were killed in the wilderness, and even the bones were not found.

Legend has it that the patriarch of Qingniao knew that he would die during the battle with the Great Sui State Teacher, so he scattered all the blood from his body and forced it into the bodies of three baby girls hidden at the bottom of the pool.As a result, the blood of the Blue Bird Clan is preserved, but the girls in the blood pool are far from fully developed, and their strength has been greatly weakened. They are like ordinary people, but they have become more violent and devour blood.Their skin would be burned in the air, and they had to soak their whole bodies in blood to temporarily relieve it.However, bathing in blood will make them go crazy and make crazy actions like cannibalism or self-mutilation.Therefore, generations of Qingniao people committed suicide or were killed by others, and they never lived past the age of twenty.

And what's even more weird is that the people of the Qingniao tribe have beautiful faces like celestial beings, but their bodies are all horribly deformed.Some even said that the patriarch made a deal with the devil before his death. In order to preserve the ability of prophecy, they sold their bodies to the devil, and the terrible deformities on their bodies were the mark of the curse. Xinglian's mermaid-like body was undoubtedly the result of this curse. Later, they seemed to have disappeared from the world, and there was no trace of them anymore. What happened afterwards was only known to the people in the Huayin Pavilion.One of the heirs of the three lines of the Qingniao clan has been living in Huayin Pavilion for hundreds of years.No one knows for sure why the Huaying Pavilion Master at that time took in these ominous deformed women, maybe it was to use her power, maybe it was just to sympathize with her situation, or maybe both.

Huayinge created an incomparably beautiful hell under the water, allowing them to live in it for generations without being disturbed by anyone. And that crystal palace is also the pool of blood where the witch sleeps. For Huayinge, in order to keep them alive, it would be easy to fill the blood pool with human blood every day, but blood can make them lose their last bit of sanity and turn them into bloodthirsty monsters.Therefore, the doctors of Huayinge racked their brains and found a precious substitute, allowing them to sleep in it without pain.That is ginseng blood. Ginseng blood. Each ginseng is picked by an old ginseng from deep mountains and old forests. It weighs at least two taels. There is a red thread tied around the neck of the ginseng. Don't tie it with a red wire.These old ginseng are squeezed into juice, and then painstakingly refined by doctors, finally become drops of light blue juice.

Therefore, every drop in this pool of quiet waves is actually more precious than gold, and must be replaced every seven days. If it is said that Huayinge took in the members of the Qingniao tribe for the purpose of taking advantage of their prophecy, it would undoubtedly be worth the price.Of course there are many people in the world who want to get the prophecy of the Blue Bird Clan, but except for the master of the Huayin Pavilion, no one can pay such a price for them for hundreds of years.Therefore, although the people of the Qingniao clan are moody, withdrawn and weird, they are responsive to the Huayin pavilion master.

However, they don't often help the Lord Huayin to predict the world's major events.Because they were far away from the residence of the Queen Mother of the West, their strength has become weaker and weaker, and each prophecy will consume their strength for nearly ten years.Therefore, Pavilion Master Huayin would never come to wake them up unless it was an urgent matter.Every pavilion master will come here to ask for divination no more than three times. The previous Pavilion Master just came three times. The first time is at the beginning of the succession, asking about the direction of the world; the second time is the martial arts conference, asking who can be in charge; the third time is the selection of the successor, asking who can pass on the great cause.

But Zhuo Wangsun has never been here. He came here today because he received a battle post from Yang Yizhi.Although the life-and-death battle between the leader of the martial arts alliance and the master of the Huayin Pavilion has been a routine for nearly a hundred years, most of them will be arranged before the two leave their posts, and Zhuo Wangsun and Yang Yizhi have not succeeded for five years. The reason was that in the battle at the top of Qingcheng Peak a year ago, Zhuo Wangsun slaughtered too much, and the masters of the killed disciples did not dare to confront Huayinge head-on, so they asked Yang Yizhi to come forward.It is said that it is to avoid a scuffle, in which both sides will be hurt, and commit murder, but in fact, they want to just sit on the sidelines and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Although Yang Yizhi knew this, he sent a message to Huayin Pavilion to set the date for the decisive battle.Because this is the rule of the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years, and he is the leader of the martial arts alliance. Although Zhuo Wangsun didn't believe that Xinglian's prophecy could have any effect on him, this was also the rule of Huayin Pavilion for hundreds of years, and he was the master of Huayin Pavilion. Xinglian's fingers spread like flowers towards her palm, the blue light between her fingers became more and more intense, countless crystal light spots continuously jumped out of the blue liquid under her body, and gathered on her hand like quicksand, gradually forming a huge crystal ball. She was chanting words, but her face turned livid, her long seaweed-like hair exploded out, coiled like a monster snake, covering the entire lotus pond, and the blue liquid in the pond was also spinning rapidly, forming a vortex under her body, She held it in mid-air. Xiangsi felt a chilly feeling in the air, and involuntarily took two steps back.Suddenly, some blurred images gradually appeared in the crystal ball in Xinglian's hand. Xinglian stared at those images with an expression of awe. There was a crisp sound in the air, and a scarlet color burst out from the center of the crystal ball, spreading like a halo of blood, submerging all the gradually clear images, and quickly covering the entire lotus pond.Xinglian's eyes were full of unbelievable fear, her body trembled violently, and the blood-red crystal ball kept dancing between her fingers, as if it would come out of her hand at any moment. In an instant, the small lotus pond turned into a roaring sea, and countless waves rushed towards the wall of the pond angrily, smashing themselves into pieces.Xinglian's beautiful face has been distorted, her lips are black, her neck is trying to lean back, and occasionally she utters one or two strange spells from her throat, as if she is calling for something. Outside the dome, various aquariums fled in all directions, and rushed into the crystal wall. A pool of blood immediately stained the entire water area outside the palace. Red shadows filled the palace, making the people in the palace seem to be in a sea of ​​blood. Several streams of water silently pressed towards the dome, getting lower and lower, as if they were about to collapse at any moment—could there really be a terrifying demon, summoned by a spell, breaking through the water? With a loud bang, all the night pearls in the palace were instantly shattered!Xiangsi could no longer hold back a cry of surprise, her eyes were suddenly covered by the darkness that hit her face. Deep black, the color of the abyss. After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight sound of piercing through the sky, and a ray of light came through from the opposite side. Zhuo Wangsun pointed at the air and lit the spare candle. Xiangsi saw the pool full of blood at first glance. A magnificent peach color. Xinglian seemed to be sinking and floating, lying on his back in a pool of blood, his long hair piled weakly on the bottom of the water.It's like a beauty who leans against a peach tree and sleeps soundly, with flowers all over her body in her dream. Just less breath. Her body was stiff and straight in the water, and the flush on her cheeks was fading away. "Sir, why is this happening? She..." Xiangsi's voice has changed. Zhuo Wangsun frowned slightly and shook his head. In the darkness, with a flash of blue light, Xinglian's eyes suddenly opened! There was a strange bright red on her face, her expression was indescribably ferocious, her tail flipped violently, she jumped out from the bottom of the pool, her ten fingers danced like hooks, and flew towards Xiangsi. Xiangsi could have been regarded as a top-notch expert in Jianghu, but Xinglian seemed to have a mysterious magical power that fixed her whole body.Hearing a string of strange spells gushing out of her mouth, the tip of her ten fingers was about to insert into Acacia's throat. Zhuo Wangsun's face darkened, his sleeves moved slightly, and a gentle force came out, blocking the two of them like a wall, and gently shaking Xinglian away. Suddenly, an imperceptible trace of panic flashed across Xinglian's crazy eyes, she snapped her hands back, and with a puff, she actually inserted into her chest. Xiangsi screamed, and the pink blood with a pungent smell immediately splashed into her eyes.A biting coldness sneaked into the whole body from the bottom of the eyes! This feeling was so weird that Xiangsi was completely stunned, letting the warm blood drip down his jaw to the ground little by little. Zhuo Wangsun's palm power shrouded down, like an angry autumn tide, it instantly merged into the blood of Xinglian's whole body, completely sealing off the acupuncture points on her chest wound!Her stiff body seemed to be supported by an invisible cloud, and she flew back to the lotus pond slowly, sinking into the water without a sound. Xiangsi gradually calmed down, stretched out her sleeve to wipe the blood on her face, looked at Zhuo Wangsun with lingering fear, and said: "Sir, Xinglian is..." Zhuo Wangsun shook his head and said, "She is already dead." Xiangsi said in surprise: "Dead? People from the Blue Bird Clan will not die!" Zhuo Wangsun sighed, "But she has dug out her own heart." Xiangsi was startled suddenly, at her feet lay a pink heart!It is slightly smaller than an ordinary person's heart, but it looks extremely delicate. There are nine beautiful holes on it, which are still beating slightly. The Qingniao people have lived in Huayinge for more than 600 years.From the day they were born, the descendants of each generation of the Blue Bird Clan knew that their lives would be spent in darkness and pain, but they continued tenaciously from generation to generation. It is said that they live to fulfill a mission, a sacred mission that has been passed down in the clan since ancient times.They have waited thousands of years for this mission.As long as it is not completed for a day, they will not die. However, Xinglian dug out his heart by himself. Xiangsi murmured: "Impossible, is she crazy?" The descendants of the Blue Bird Clan will go crazy when they smell blood, especially if it is blood from their own clan.This time, it was the blood of the heirs of the Blue Bird Clan Manchi - it was Xinglian's own blood. Zhuo Wangsun shook his head and said, "It's not surprising that she's crazy when she sees blood, but she cut out all the blood in this pond." Xiangsi stared blankly at the bright red pool of blood, and murmured: "Could it be that she wants to go crazy herself?" Zhuo Wangsun said: "She wants to die." Looking at him, Xiangsi seemed to understand something, and said, "Is it for this divination?" Zhuo Wangsun said: "Maybe." Xiangsi said: "Could it be that the result of this divination is too dangerous?" Zhuo Wangsun smiled lightly and said, "Maybe." Xiangsi shook her head, and said: "However, she hasn't told us the result of the divination, and now..." She suddenly stopped talking, and looked at Xinglian floating up and down in the pool of blood with pity. After losing the blood, her ten feet long hair turned gray and white, and the skin all over her body was quickly covered with wrinkles, which were piled loosely on top of the corpse.As if hundreds of years had passed at that moment just now, her astonishing youth also instantly fell into mud along with the heart of nine apertures. Zhuo Wangsun sighed and said, "She told us the result before she died." Xiangsi asked in surprise, "The result?" Zhuo Wangsun said: "Do you still remember what she was saying when she tore open her chest?" Xiangsi was taken aback, pondered for a moment, and suddenly a light flashed in her eyes, and said: "She said: 'Six Heavenly Sacrifice'! But what does it mean?" Zhuo Wangsun looked at her: "I'm going to ask you that." It was only then that Xiangsi remembered what her mission was here, and her face blushed.She slowly settled down and searched in her mind.After a while, she looked up and said, "I'm not sure, but I must have seen this word in some Indian scripture." Zhuo Wangsun said: "Then you go to the Book Fairy, Yue Xinyi, and tell her to find out and come see me again." Xiangsi replied yes, and raised her hand to press the center of her eyebrows. The blood left by Xinglian had dried up, but a deep chill seemed to penetrate the skin and soak into the bottom of her heart. She seemed to feel a little dizzy, and Zhuo Wangsun had already left. Two hours later.The white moon palace is born in vain. Yue Xieyi knelt down on the ground and said: "Pavilion Master, my subordinates have already found out the origin of the six heavenly offerings." Zhuo Wangsun didn't raise his head, his voice came down through the air: "Speak." "Yes." Yue Xieyi replied respectfully.She didn't mention at all how she arranged to search through all the Indian scriptures that could be found within two hours, even including Sanskrit originals, only to find these few sentences.Because she knew that the master didn't care how she found these results, he only needed the results themselves. Yue Xieyi took a deep breath and said, "The theory of the Six Branches of Heavenly Sacrifice is not found in the classics handed down from ancient times, but was mentioned in the notes of a literati named Liu Yutai in the previous dynasty. He said that when he was young, he liked to collect exotic Legend has it that an ancient Indian scroll was bought with a lot of money from a businessman. It was very worn out, and the last one was already incomplete. This volume of scriptures is lacking, but a Hindu legend is recorded in the remaining notes. According to this legend, trillions of years ago, the world was full of greed, evil, and lust... Shiva, the god who destroyed the world, decided to destroy everything with the flames in the eyes of the heavens on his forehead, and then reborn a clean world. " Zhuo Wangsun seemed a little interested, and said, "Shiva?" Yue wrote: "Yes. At that time, in order to appease the wrath of the Great God, the Gods of the Six Realms offered blood sacrifices at the same time, and were willing to use the fragmentation of their own bodies and the eternal torture of their souls to offset the sins of the Six Realms. So they set up a bridge at the place where the sea and the sky meet. Set up six towering heavenly sacrifice pillars, nailed his soul to them, and will be swallowed and torn by wind, waves, lightning, thunderbirds, and sea dragons forever. Thousands of years later, whenever a storm comes, the passage between life and death Being torn apart by lightning, the ships on the sea can vaguely hear the wailing from the depths of the sea and sky..." Yue Xieyi suddenly stopped talking, her lips trembling slightly.She paused and said, "Furthermore, according to calculations by the astrologers in the pavilion, the day when the legendary pillar of the Heavenly Sacrifice collapses and the Gods of the Six Realms reappear in the world to look for a substitute is not far away, and the Six Branches of the Heavenly Sacrifice will reappear in the world. "Yue Xieyi's voice also seemed to tremble: "Reappear in the world..." She unconsciously repeated these four words again, and her eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of panic. Zhuo Wangsun raised his head and said calmly: "There are many such legends and ancient books. How can you believe in such things, as a talented woman who claims to be the most knowledgeable woman in the world?" Yue Xieyi shook her head: "But because of these four words, a person like Xinglian who claims to have the body of a demigod will commit suicide." Zhuo Wangsun said with a relieved smile, "Okay, that's the end of this matter. How are you getting ready?" Yue Xieyi took out a paper bag: "Master Han Qing sent someone to report back, saying that the road station has been arranged properly, and this paper bag contains everything that Mr. Zhang used to change his identity." "You open it and read it again." "Yes. The third son of the Yu family in Suzhou, named Qingyang, named Zixi, was born in a concubine. He was twenty-seven years old. He failed in three trials from the 21st to the 23rd year of Jiajing. Returning from overseas. This subordinate has already made an arrangement under Yu’s family. Young Master Yu will stay in Huayin Pavilion for three months. During this time, Mr. can use his identity to act freely. All of Yu Qingyang’s relatives, qualifications, etc. are attached. " "Understood." Zhuo Wangsun said: "You recite this to Xiangsi, let her memorize it and burn it. When you go back, ask her to bring Xiaoluan here."