Chapter 194 Master Dao, I’m done! (Please subscribe)

Author: The idiot rabbit

Chapter 194 Master Dao, I’m done! (Please subscribe)

Hexi Corridor, Gobi.

Tonight, the desolate Gobi Desert is particularly lively.

More than a dozen construction vehicles are surrounded by a circle, and the front lights make the lights shine here brightly.

And under the dazzling lights.

A group of figures in white protective suits were arching, squatting or lying, carefully digging on the ground.

From time to time, a protective patriarch stood up from the ground and called on other companions.

Then, after the crowd gathered briefly, a piece covered in soil and couldn't see clearly was carried by two protective suits to the construction car.

Seeing this, the personnel who had been waiting here quickly took over and used the tools prepared in advance to clean up the goods.

After a moment of waiting, the items held showed their original appearance - a broken stone tablet the size of a human head. Looking at the clear text on it, the staff moved away their eyes with a little difficulty and spoke.

He said: "Go and hand it to the professor and let them translate!"

Seeing this, my companions around me smiled tacitly.

The popularity of history and archaeology has just become popular recently. Newcomers who have just entered the door have only seen the various existing dividends, but have not seen the sufferings suffered by their predecessors.

There is no need to trace it too far, even half a year ago. Archaeology is still very unpopular.

Throughout the year, I either eat wind and sand or burrow into the deep mountains and forests. I often lie on the ground without seeing the sun. I have to hold a lot of books to study with my spare time, and I have to work hard and hard.

If it weren't for the love of a heart, who would have chosen archaeology?

Moreover, the most important thing is that if you spend a long time with graves, you will always have some special experiences.

Although, according to professional explanation, they have been drilling underground for too long and the air is not circulating. In addition, some harmful gases in the grave erode and affect the brain, the brain has hallucinations. However, experts can also deceive those who are older

old man and old lady.

What's more, I don't believe in my own personal experience, but instead listen to some explanations that follow the crowd.

Oh!

Compared with archaeology, the pits of civil engineering can only be regarded as small puddles.

If you don’t have a little love, you can’t do this job!

Therefore, he was able to understand his companions' curiosity, and unlike in the past, he was struggling in the graves of his ancestors. In recent months, the relics they participated in digging were all the villages, towns and even ancient cities buried by wind, sand, water and soil.

This atmosphere comes up when you scratch it!

Moreover, the new discoveries are very different from the current mainstream historical books. In some places, they are even subversive, just like the strange ambitions that were once attributed to the fantasy of ancient people.

But the newly excavated cultural relics are first studied by teachers and Buddhist and Taoist schools. This is an iron rule and no one can violate them!

As we all know, the emergence of a certain tough rule often represents an indescribable past.

One and a half months ago.

In Yongding River, a researcher who worked overtime on his own consciously had an accident while translating an ancient scripture.

"Master Dao, I'm done!Master Dao, I'm done!"

The researcher shouted and climbed to the roof of the institute, and wanted to refine essence and turn Qi into ascend to the Tao!

Well, the man was caught and taken to the hospital that day. The examination results are unknown. However, since then, there has been such a rule to excavate the remains - and beside the teachers and the others, there are also high-level achievements and full armed forces from both Buddhist and Taoist schools.

staff to take care of.

After several changes of hands, the broken stone tablet fragment was finally handed over to the hands of an expert.

And beside them, there were several other incomplete stone tablets of varying sizes.

After some pieces together, I barely made a complete look.

Several experts wearing protective clothing came to the stone tablet with glasses, and while recording the translation, they muttered softly:

"In the sixth year of Yonghui in the Tang Dynasty, Your Majesty summoned the entire territory of the Tang Dynasty to go to the Western Regions to maintain stability and stability, and cooperated with the expedition to attack the Western Turkic Mountain God, brave and good at fighting, and killed more than a thousand evil gods with one's own strength.

In July, the mountain god drove the fire to burn the city, stepped on the Western Turkic royal city, and fought with the Ming Buddhists.

The next day, the XX Mountain God fought and defeated him and wiped out the Ming Cult.

In the same month, the God of XX led a hundred thousand troops to break through Tubo, destroyed all the Buddhas of Tubo, and killed more than 100 gods of the Middle Earth to recover Tubo. In August, the God of XX killed all the gods of the Middle Earth to kill ten birds of the Great Qin Dynasty.

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With the achievements of destroying the country and expanding the land, Your Majesty announced the heaven and earth, personally granted the throne of the mighty and powerful Holy King Youling, and returned to the command of the Emperor Xiyue, and allowed him to take charge of the Western Regions and the mountains and rivers of Tubo.

On the 21st of August in the sixth year of Yonghui in the Tang Dynasty, the stone carvings were engraved."

Fuck, what an unparalleled God of War!

One year, no, half a year to destroy the two countries, this is definitely not a myth. Well, the protagonist recorded in the inscription is indeed a mountain god, and he didn't tell any lies.

But this is really outrageous. The record is one aspect, and the more important thing is that the past we were familiar with, a new branch appeared. It would be fine if the Western Turks were just there, but the key is that the Tubo was gone together.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"The mighty holy king of the spirit. The gods of the Tang Dynasty are not recorded in the real spiritual realm map."

The Taoist priest beside him squeezed in front of the stone tablet with his head and murmured in a low voice.

However, doubts are only a moment. There will always be a few pages lost in the long history.

Moreover, since the great changes in the world and the revival of spiritual energy, there have been more unheard of things in the past. A god who has not been recorded in the real spiritual body map. Anyway, it has been lost for thousands of years, so the old man thinks that it is not much.

Wait for a few days.

When the authenticity is confirmed, I will reshape my golden body and please come back.

But it's fine if it's fake.

If this is true, tsk, this record is really strong. From Dunhuang to Daqin, he almost fought all the entire Central Asia and Europe, but he did not meet anyone who could fight.

Moreover, the inscription recorded that a seraphic angel was also killed.

Tsk tsk!

If the information on this ruin is sealed later, it would be fine. If it is released, the countries involved will be in a state of great trouble.

Just as the Taoist priest was laughing in his heart, a clerk handed his cell phone to the expert leaning against the inscription.

The next moment, the face of the expert who answered the phone suddenly changed:

"The mighty holy blessing the spirit king?"

"How did you know? The ruins have just been excavated and all the cultural relics are being processed. Even we have just learned a name."

"Someone in Xiangxi saw it with his own eyes, and there was the mark of that person on his forehead. OK, I understand. The information he had compiled will be handed over to the Taoist priests to judge as soon as possible."

Um!?

The Taoist priest widened his eyes when he heard this.

If he does not have Alzheimer's disease, it seems that someone on the phone just now said he would witness it with his own eyes.

A minute later, I looked at the photos on my phone.

Looking at the shining mark on his forehead, the Taoist priest's face was gloomy and clear.

"Master, is it fake?"

The clerk next to him asked carefully.

"No, it's very likely that's true!"

Although he was not as real as the real thing through the screen, when he saw this mark, he had already confirmed the authenticity of the other party in his heart.

It's like a father and son who have been dispersed for many years.

Even without the so-called bloodline identification, the blood-thickness in each other's hearts can be felt at the moment of meeting.

"Buy me a plane ticket, I'm going to Xiangxi now!"

After confirming the authenticity of the mark in his heart, the Taoist priest proposed the idea that he wanted to contact himself without hesitation. Just as the clerk nodded and was about to leave, he suddenly felt happy and thought that he had thought of something.

As if, he quickly spoke:

"Prepare talisman paper for me, cinnabar and pen, I want to draw a few talismans to try."

A talisman is divided into three parts: head, gallbladder, and feet.

As a serious Taoist priest, he naturally knew the various rules for drawing talismans, but in the past he had never drawn a valid talisman. Even in recent months, with the existence of inspiration, he often used to be aware of it.

It will fail at the last moment.

The biggest problem is that Futou reported to the ancestors that the part of the gods could not play a role.

It's like, you're calling an empty number when you're making a phone call.

If you can't contact me, you will naturally be unable to make the talisman effective.
To be continued...