After the transaction was completed, Afifa motioned to the third left to pick up and leave, until he walked back to the East 17th shop, and the market officials had heard the news and rushed to wait in front of the door.

After handing over the keys to the two storefronts, Afifa sent them away, not forgetting to give each of them a gold coin.

There were nearly 10,000 gold coins in Li Zhi's hands, and although they only gave one to each person, it was a few months' government salaries for them.

At first, they didn't dare to accept it, but they knew the identity of Afifa, and after Ah Ming's strong order, the two of them accepted it with trepidation.

When I entered the store, someone followed and closed the door, and when I came to the second floor, everyone gathered around, because they all realized that it was unusual.

Afifa still didn't answer immediately, but called Ah Ming to discuss a few words in a low voice.

Then she said:

"The text above is an ancient story, and although the Arabic precursor is Aramaic, the strange thing is that it is mixed with scattered Semitic script, and one of the spells in the story is in the Babylonian language!"

"Wait!" Li Yi's face was bitter, "I didn't mean to blaspheme your ancient writings, but I have seen records in which ancient books have I seen in the Aramaic script, and what are the latter two?" Babylonian? Ancient Babylon? ”

"Strictly speaking, Babylonian also belongs to the Semitic language family, but cuneiform, which is an approximate of the earlier Sumerian languages, has disappeared only as a spoken language, and its written use has disappeared for nearly a thousand years. ”

Amin explained, "Princess Afifa learned this cuneiform script when she was a child, but what remains in the world is only a few words, and after nearly ten years, she has forgotten a lot, I took care of her for two years in those years, so I remember a few words!" ”

Looking at Li Zhi's depressed and wry smile, Afeifa smiled: "Brother Zhengwen, don't be disappointed too early, I can still translate the whole story, it's the last spell, you need to check some ancient comparisons!" ”

Li Zhi was indeed a little disappointed, he didn't even know Arabic today, he only saw the pattern of stepping on the flying sword and flying in the air, and heard that Afifa told an old story, so he looked very depressed.

Afifa ignored his reaction, and slowly retold the story, in order to make the Tang people in front of her more understandable, she first interpreted.

In western Asia there are two great rivers, one called the Euphrates and the other called the Tigris. They originate in the Armenian plateau and flow parallel to the southeast into the Persian Gulf.

Every March, the snow melts at the source and the two rivers flood, bringing a lot of silt to the middle and lower reaches, accumulating fertile land.

The story takes place in ancient times, in the upper reaches of the Euphrates River, at the mouth of the Great River.

Before that, the ancestor of a Babylonian king dreamed that he had met a god. The immortal came with a flying sword, and his face was so blurred that he couldn't make out it.

The gods told him that the flood would flood the earth to punish mankind for its sins.

Because he had always been very devout to the gods, the gods wanted to rescue him, and this man obeyed the orders of the gods and built a strange big ship in advance, without sails and decks, like a huge wooden box in the shape of a ship.

Before the flood came, the whole family was moved to the boat, and some animals and seeds were brought with them.

It wasn't long before dark clouds filled the sky, darkness covered the land, and violent storms struck, and the torrential flood drowned all life, except for the great ship floating on the boundless waters.

People everywhere panicked and messed up. The servants and the crowds of people who carried their burdens were drowned by the raging flood before they could find a high place to rise.

The boat passed by a hillside, and was pleasantly surprised to find that not far ahead, there were some old people and children, crying and grabbing their mother's clothes, stumbling and running.

The women and the old man fell, got up again, and ran quickly, not bothering to wipe the muddy water all over their bodies.

The man told his paddle sons, with great difficulty, to get close to the shore, to come out of the closed cabin, and to shout for everyone to get on board.

At the sound of his cry, many women and children boarded the boat, and when there were not many people left, a young man ran in the distance, and soon it was black.

But seeing that the ship was full, the man had no choice but to wave his hand to the crowd below, choked up and walked into the cabin, and closed the hatch tightly.

The expressions of those men with their faces upturned and their mouths open, quietly expecting, lingered in his memory for a long time.

It was not until the big ship left the shore that the crowd on the shore let out a cry of sorrow, stretching out their helpless hands to the sky, like a forest with arms up.

At this time, the sky and the earth were as dark as night, and soon after, thunderbolts rumbled across the sky, and lightning exploded into colorful light, which fell on the trembling earth, causing a great fire.

The mountains, forests, and meadows were all burning, and the flames rose into the air everywhere, and the scarlet tongues of fire reflected the dark and dull dark clouds, which were even more eerie and terrifying.

In the distance behind the big ship, there was a strange whistling sound from the bottom of the sea, and the original heavy rain fell from the sky like a torrent, extinguishing the fire, and the world suddenly became dark.

The typhoon made landfall with a tsunami, and the turbidity waves emptied and rampaged.

In the dark world, on the vast smoke waves, there is only a big ship with a closed cabin floating with the waves.

The sons who were hidden in the cabin all held the helm tightly, desperately trying to make the big ship avoid the reef and all kinds of obstacles, avoiding the fate of being crushed, but still like a leaf, upside down the crest of the wave, throwing off the trough of the wave.

On the seventh day, the wind died down and the river level calmed down.

At this time, the ship drifted to a mountain, but the man did not tell anyone, which was exactly where the god had told him in his dream.

He silently chanted the spell that the gods had taught him, and the barren mountain rippled through thin air before revealing the entrance.

The people and animals on the ship were released, the seeds were scattered on the mountains, and life on the earth began anew.

The whole story came to an abrupt end, but it shocked Li Zhi, unlike the slightly confused others who were slightly confused, his face was full of joy.

When he noticed this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't tell me, there is another fate?" ”

Hearing this, others were only surprised, only Si Xiangwen and Xing Yichun glanced at a little disdain in their eyes, it was just a myth and legend, although there was a trace of a cultivator in it, but it was too bizarre to be believed.

Li Zhi retreated into a short period of contemplation, unlike them, he knew ancient Babylon, and knew that there was an ancient civilization that was not inferior to the East for thousands of years.

The key is that the immortal came on a flying sword, which is obviously a display of the pattern of stepping on a flying sword in the sky on the carpet, and even when the story describes the immortal, it is said that his face is so blurred that it is impossible to identify, which is also very in line with the method of covering the breath of the cultivators of the Eastern Soil.

However, he didn't think that person was an immortal, but just a low-level cultivator, because a high-level cultivator would no longer use a low-level magic weapon such as the flying sword.

After a long time, he said, "I think this story is at least five points true!" ”

Xin Jingshan's eyebrows quickly moved a few times, and his eyes seemed to be bright when he looked at Li Zhi: "Mr. Li, let's talk about it, we all heard this story at the same time, why don't we all have a sense of identity?" ”

Li Zhi smiled, "Because there is an obvious flaw in this story, or a loophole!" ”

"What's that?" This is away from his questioning, unlike Xin Jingshan, he has always attached great importance to what Li Zhi said.

"Flying sword! The sword used by the low-level cultivators of the Eastern Soil! ”

When Li Zhi's words fell, he drew a low laugh from Si Xiangwen: "Even the patterns on the stalls can't be seen to belong to the Eastern Earth Sword Type, and there may not be a similar method of stepping and flying in the Ancient Western Regions!" ”

"Have you seen, or heard, that weapons in the Western Regions or Europe will have tassels?"

Li Zhi said with a smile, not unhappy because of Si Xiangwen's questioning.

The pattern on the carpet shows a flying sword with a very short red tassel, which is different from the long spike sword intended to be decorated by the literati.

The short spike is like a soft instrument, with pumping, whipping, belting, throwing, swinging, sweeping and other technical effects, the spike walks with the sword, the sword spike is one, the spike can confuse the opponent, the finger can be attacked, can directly hit the opponent's face, just in the soft, hidden power.

Because the pattern on the carpet is crocheted with thick threads, and the short spikes on the flying sword are not conspicuous, it is really not easy to find if it is not carefully observed, and because of the matching of carpet colors.

Not only did Si Xiangwen not check it clearly, but everyone also ignored the extremely inconspicuous position.

After going around and investigating carefully, he sighed: "Who would have thought that it was actually this inconspicuous half-inch red track, which would let you see that something was wrong!" Yes, it's a loophole! ”

never thought about it, but Si Xiangwen chuckled lightly, not that he had a personal opinion about Li Zhi, but that this person was stubborn in his nature:

"What Mr. Li said is true, and only we in Dongtu will have such a splint weapon. It's just that I still don't agree with Sir's opinion, and regardless of whether the myths and legends are true or not, how did Sir. judge that this person is only a cultivator, and he is only a low-level? ”

These words immediately attracted Feng Si's rough anger: "Si Xiangwen, Mr. Li hasn't offended you, right?" Why is it so compelling? Although your cultivation is higher than mine, Feng Si is really not afraid of you! ”

Feng Si has a five-body convincing belief in Li Zhike, and he will never agree to repeatedly slander his benefactor in front of him.

Even Xing Yichun also showed the atmosphere, although he understood Si Xiangwen's temper and character, but Li Zhi was extremely valued by the Fengyi League, and he had always treated each other with courtesy, Si Xiangwen did not know the depths, it was really difficult to educate.

Fu Chen also cast a fierce look at him, but Li Zhi said without the slightest expression: "In my cognition, only low-level cultivators will borrow flying swords to escape, how much understanding does Brother Wen have?" ”

Seeing that his words instantly attracted the dissatisfaction of several people, Si Xiangwen had already secretly repented in his heart, but after hearing Li Zhi's rhetorical question, the stubbornness came again:

"No one can deny that Mr. Li's cultivation strength is unfathomable, but compared to his understanding of the cultivation realm, I am afraid that the Qiantianguan knows more! As far as I know, sword flying is also a kind of sword art, which can only be operated without the true element in the body, that is to say, it is the cultivation transformation of all the true qi in the body into the true element, and then the sword can be walked. And until the divine consciousness is born, the power of the soul begins to be transformed into the Yuan Shen, and the cultivation of the Yuan Shen is the mainstay, and then the Neidan is refined, and then the fetus is transformed into the Yang God. With the body of pure yang, you can break away from the flying sword and fly freely in the sky. But although the body of pure yang is the body of an immortal, if you want to fly freely in the sky, even if you enter the immortal world, you must have a premise of using the power of heaven and earth! ”

"Brother Xiang Wen, if you say this, low-level immortals may also have the flying of the sword?"

"It should be this truth, the simple flying of the sword is already a great immortal technique, and there is absolutely no possibility for low-level cultivators to control it! I'm just a little bit of a sideline discussion about Mr. Li's wording, and I hope Mr. Haihan! ”

Li Zhi took out a flying sword in the sound of Afifa's mouth covering his mouth and stealing music.

In front of everyone's eyes, thrown out a little high, silently reciting the law in his heart, he was already fluttering on it, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a streamer and appeared at the other end of the Qizhang shop.