Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 114 Translation

"Haha" a hearty laugh came from the mouth of Yihuo who was near the rock peak. Wangmu, who was standing next to him, listened to Yihuo's rough singing and felt a little amused.

twinkle Twinkle Little Star

The tree is full of little stars

Hanging in the night sky to shine

Like thousands of little eyes...

The singing was carried into the village by the wind, attracting the children to sing along, and it became a very lively scene.

Strangely enough, the elf butterfly was not at all panicked by the singing. Instead, it gently flapped its wings, as if in response.

However, if you think about it, it is clear that since they come here every spring, they must have heard this song.

But then again, the lifespan of a butterfly seems to be very short. I wonder if the elf butterflies in this world are the same.

Shang Liangshan also thought about this problem and asked the old patriarch for an answer. The answer he got was: the lifespan of the elf butterfly is three to five years.

It is true that the world is different and the lifespans of species are also different.

The arrival of the elf butterflies undoubtedly adds color, especially to the deserted Taoist temple. Watching the dancing butterflies is a pleasure to the eyes.

"The Great Elder is back." The peaceful life was disturbed as Yifeng led the fleet back.

The happiest person was Yang Chao. The return of the fleet meant that the materials for refining mechanical beasts were available.

There are also translators for leather books.

In the temple, Yang Chao couldn't wait to take out the leather book and handed it to Yifeng.

Just as he was about to talk about the legacy of the Principality of Dachang, he was soon attracted by the leather book. He picked it up and started reading. The more he read, the brighter his eyes became.

The old patriarch and Yang Chao waited patiently until Yifeng quickly finished flipping through the six leather books.

"Tell me about it." The old patriarch finally couldn't contain his anxiety and looked at Yifeng.

"The first one is a method of physical training, the second one is a manual of animal taming, the third one is a recipe for elixirs, the fourth one is a manual of spiritual cultivation, the fifth one is a manual of summoning spirits, and the sixth one is a manual of mechanical engineering." After saying this, Yi Feng looked at Yang Chao and asked, "Where did you get these six basic ancient books?"

Yang Chao explained the origin of the leather books, grasped the key information and asked: "Grand Elder, you just said that these six ancient books are basic books?"

"It is indeed a basic book, but its value cannot be underestimated. It is even more precious than the advanced martial arts secrets." Yifeng nodded.

The old patriarch and Yifeng could understand the meaning of this statement. Foundation is the origin of everything, not to mention that the leather books recorded the basics of ancient techniques.

The value of inheritance is difficult to measure in terms of value, let alone inheritance that has practical uses.

"I'll put these ancient books away for now and translate them when I have time." Yifeng was not polite and put away the leather books.

Yang Chao had no objection to this and would just read the translated version when the time came.

"Is there anything unusual about this trip?" The old patriarch noticed worry in Yifeng's eyes and asked slowly.

"The Principality of Dachang." Yifeng told the story of the Principality of Dachang and the appearance of armored warships in Jufeng City.

"Lao Feng, you worry too much. No one remembers us anymore." The old patriarch shook his head.

Yifeng was stunned when he heard this. Yes, in the eyes of the high-ranking officials, these deserters were already dead.

Moreover, decades have passed. They have all grown old, and their appearances have changed so much that even their relatives can hardly recognize them. There is no need to worry.

After realizing this, Yifeng's worries immediately dissipated, and he then noticed the fairy butterflies flying in the air.

"Hey, when did the elf butterfly come?" Yifeng looked at the flying elf butterfly and asked.

"He came here two days ago." The old patriarch recounted the situation.

When Yifeng heard that the group of elf butterflies gathered into human form and bowed three times to Shang Liangshan, he couldn't help but marvel at it.

Under the bright moon, the earth is silvery white, and the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

In the Yanfeng Pavilion, a group of big men were staring nervously at the gray ghostly energy rushing out of the forest on the other side of the river and the faint sound of horse hooves.

The silver wolves were all awakened, and their pairs of green eyes stared at the surging ghost energy. They didn't howl or gnash, but their wolf fur stood up.

"Heizi, don't go." Yihuo stared at the eerie aura in the forest and subconsciously told his friend Heizi not to go.

The old patriarch looked at the calm Shang Liangshan with a questioning look.

"It should be General Li Gui, bringing the bride home to visit his relatives." Shang Liangshan said his guess calmly.

This was indeed the case. Under the gaze of everyone, General Li Gui led a team of cavalrymen, escorting a carriage surrounded by ghostly aura and with two red lanterns hanging on it. They appeared on the river bank and galloped upstream.

"General Li Gui, are you saying hello to us?" Yang Chao asked in disbelief when he saw General Li Gui nodding at him.

"You read it right, it was indeed a greeting. This General Li Gui is quite intelligent." Yifeng exclaimed.

"These days even ghosts understand the ways of the world." Yi Jin said with a smile on his face.

"The martial arts world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom." Shang Liangshan blurted out.

"Very insightful!" Yihuo gave a thumbs up in praise.

"I'm curious about where this group of evil ghosts came from." Yang Chao said curiously.

"It doesn't matter where he comes from, as long as he's not near us." Yihuo said nonchalantly.

"Ghosts have their own ways, and humans have their own ways. As long as they don't conflict with each other, it's fine." The old patriarch pondered.

Everyone nodded when they heard this. Humans and ghosts have different paths, so if they can avoid conflict, they should do so.

"Liangshan, take a look at these two books." Yifeng handed the translated versions of the secret manual on soul cultivation and the art of summoning gods to Shang Liangshan.

Shang Liangshan took it and started to read the Secret Book of Soul Cultivation first. The title of the book was The Secret Book of Soul Cultivation.

The more he read, the brighter his eyes became. This secret book of spiritual cultivation would be useful to him.

The secret book does not contain much content, only a few hundred words, and it tells how to train the soul.

Therefore, Shang Liangshan had to finish reading it quickly, and the next step was to use the magic to summon the gods.

This method of summoning gods contains a lot of content, including how to create a totem god and how to invite the totem god to possess one's body and borrow power.

Tattoos are the key to inviting gods, so they are introduced in great detail, with detailed classification of levels.

Shang Liangshan spent quite some time reading through the book. He handed the two translated books back to Yifeng and said, "The secret book of soul cultivation is useful to me. As for the art of summoning spirits, you can give it a try."

"Let the big dog try it first." Lord Yiliu selflessly sacrificed his own children.

"No one in our village knows how to get a tattoo." Yifeng said as he put away the translation.

"That's a problem. How about this? Let's go to the village tomorrow and ask if there are any villagers who know how to get tattoos." The old patriarch knocked on the table and said.

"This is a small matter. No one knows how to do it. I can take over." Yang Chao volunteered.

"Xiao Chao, can you do tattoos?" Yiliu asked.

"Don't forget, the basic skill of Mohist disciples is painting."

"That's just painting on the head, it has nothing to do with tattoos."

"Sixth Uncle, don't worry. All paths lead to the same destination. I will get it if I practice more." Yang Chao said as a matter of course.