The Woman who Became the “Male” God

Qiao Yuli's study room is very large, with seven or eight large bookshelves symmetrically placed on the left and right sides, displaying tens of thousands of books, just like a small reading library. The air is filled with a faint scent of books, the floor is covered with a soft carpet, the warm-colored curtains are raised diagonally, and the delicate knotted tassels hang down. The gentle sunlight spills in from the window, making the interior look bright and comfortable.

A desktop computer was placed in the middle of the study. Qiao Yuli clicked on the screen to display the file packages one by one, and said to An Xian: "I classified antiques according to the source of the remains at level 1, and classified them at level 2 according to the age. , According to the quality and value of the classification of 3 and 4 respectively, you can search according to your own preferences."

An Xian nodded, first selected the source of the ruins, and searched out 23 document packages, each of which was marked with the name of the relic.

"Guiyi", "Qingxing", "Yu Xu"...An Xian saw several familiar names in succession. It was obvious that the ruins of these sects were discovered by Qiao's family. Click on the file package labeled "Guiyi", and hundreds of pictures popped up on the screen. The first one was the identity ring of the disciple of the Guiyi Sect, with the word "Guiyi" engraved on the ring.

The rings worn by the disciples of the outer sect were generally of low level and only had a simple defensive effect. Now, after a thousand years, it must have no defensive effect. It can barely be regarded as an antique of inferior quality, and its value is not high.

An Xian glanced roughly at the other pictures, and found that the most valuable of these antiquities was nothing but a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Other items are mostly clothing, daily utensils, jade and so on.

Looking through the other file packages, it was almost the same as the former, and it can be seen that the Qiao family's excavation of these relics only stayed on the periphery, and did not go too deep. Clan powerhouses generally have restrictions, which may be difficult for ordinary people to find out.

However, what An Xian really valued was not these spirit artifacts, but clues about the abnormal changes in the cultivation world.

Qiao Yuli was sitting next to Anxian, seeing her skipping treasures and antiques and searching various documents, so he said: "These ruins are very special, and many items are beyond our comprehension. We can only speculate. It is out of the approximate age, but it is impossible to conduct research in conjunction with the history of the time. Because more than a thousand years ago, our planet had a devastating catastrophe, which caused a fault in the historical record."

Upon hearing this, An Xian quickly asked, "What do you mean by'catastrophe'?"

Qiao Yuli clicked on the screen a few times and found a document photo. The document in the photo was written on quite old paper, which was dilapidated and seriously lacking in words. After sorting and researching, some of the content was deciphered.

The literature mainly records a great catastrophe that destroys the sky and the earth, the heavens come and the gods are punished, the thunder and lightning are like rain, the earth collapses, the sea flows backwards, the city is submerged, the mortal body falls, the soul of heaven and man is destroyed, seven days and seven nights, the vicissitudes of the sea, the heavens and the earth change. , There are very few survivors.

Looking at these descriptions, An Xian felt a bit like a tribulation, but the tribulation generally only targets people who cross the tribulation, and it is unlikely to cause such serious consequences.

"This document was left by the ancestors of the Qiao family. Many scholars speculate that our planet may have been hit by a comet, which directly led to the demise of an era. However, for the'heaven and man' mentioned in the literature, we always There is no reasonable explanation." Qiao Yuli pointed to a few lines of the words and said, "These'celestial beings' are clearly different from ordinary people. They have far more magical powers than those with spiritual power. Many people think that these are the ancients The authenticity of this document has also been questioned as a kind of deification of the mental power enhancer."

As a living fossil of that era, An Xian can tell them responsibly that it is not "deification".

"What do you think? Is the content of this document credible?" An Xian asked.

Qiao Yuli pondered for a moment and replied: "I think that humans over a thousand years ago may have mastered a power system that is very different from ours."

This answer surprised An Xian, because he almost said it.

Joe Uly continued: "I have come into contact with all kinds of antiquities, most of which have not exceeded the production level of ordinary people, but a few have demonstrated extremely superb craftsmanship, which even exceeds the value of the object itself. . For example, the material of this Guiyi ring is actually very common, but the method of refining is very unusual. I once cut one with an instrument, but the ring turned into powder just after the cutting was completed, and the instrument was also damaged. This Modern craftsmanship cannot do it, at least it is impossible to make a dead object made of ordinary materials possess such destructive power, and we have also discovered similar techniques..."

Joe Uly's face sank slightly, and he did not continue.

"Gong Fa?" An Xian caught this keyword.

"Nothing." Joe Uly's breath became a little gloomy.

An Xian glanced at him, instead of asking, changed the subject.

The two chatted from the porcelain to the seal, and then from the seal to the stele, and the atmosphere was quite warm. It was not until the servant came to remind them to have a meal that Joe Uly realized that more than two hours had passed unknowingly. He looked at the youth around him and felt an unprecedented ease. Since his condition deteriorated, he has never chatted with one person so freely again.

This person didn't care about his hideous scars and ugly face, he didn't deliberately accommodate and forbear, nor did he fake flattery or pretense. Like a friend, he discussed dialectics with him and added to each other. His insights and experience in antiquities are no less than his.

Really... very happy. A brilliant light flashed in Qiao Yuli's deep eyes.

However, just as he was about to take Anxian to a meal, his body was suddenly cold, followed by a familiar pain, his body could not help but tilted to one side, and he was steadily supported by a pair of white hands.

The devil qi burst out, rolling and corroding on the skin, and Joe Uly gritted his teeth and shouted in a suppressed voice: "Stay away from me and call the servant over."

He knew very well that when he got sick, the breath on his body would cause harm to people who touched him. He didn't want to hurt the person around him, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Don't worry, it's okay." An Xian helped him lie on the carpet, opened his clothes, took out the water bottle, and buckled it upside down on his abdomen.

The devilish energy that ransacked was sucked into the bottle by the water bottle like a tide. An Xian didn't pull it off immediately this time, but waited patiently for two minutes until the devilish energy faded before pulling the golden silk and taking it back into the storage ring.

After the spilled magical energy was sucked away, Joe Uly quickly calmed down and opened his eyes tiredly. What he saw was An Xian's handsome face, with a calm look and water, with a strand of long hair sliding across his neck. With the fragrance of flowers and trees, he moved his heartstrings.

"How do you feel?" An Xian helped him sit up, put one hand on his wrist, and checked his condition.

"Not bad." The attack lasted only two or three minutes, and the wounds on his body did not open. Joe Uly felt incredible about this.

An Xian took a pill from the medicine bottle and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Joe Uly took it without hesitation.

"Before the meal, let's take a bath." An Xian stood up and reached out to him.

Joe Uly took his hand, got up with strength, suddenly raised his head peacefully. This difference in height made him feel a little ecstatic.

Returning to his room, soaking in warm water, smelling the fragrance of medicine, Qiao Yuli recalled the process of chatting with him, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously. However, when he saw the ugly and thin face in the mirror, the joy that had just risen in his heart suddenly faded, and replaced by a kind of self-rejection.

Would anyone like this kind of self?

Joe Uly leaned on the sink, his legs trembling slightly, and he seemed a little unstable to stand. Only then did I realize that when I was beside him just now, I walked very steadily and easily, and I couldn't feel the weakness of his legs at all.

That person inadvertently let him throw away his psychological baggage...

Joe Uly covered his face and chuckled, even if it was only wishful thinking, he still wanted to make this friend.

After closing his eyes, Joe Uly stopped looking in the mirror, wiped off the water stains on his body, and put on clean clothes. He walked out of the room and walked step by step towards the young man who was waiting for him to have a meal.

After lunch, An Xian didn't stay much, and was about to leave after a few instructions. When Joe Uly sent her out, he handed her a chip: "This is the literature I have compiled over the years. If you are interested, you can check it out."

"Thank you." An Xian gave him a sincere smile, opened his arms, and made a face-to-face gift with him. This was learned from He Lin. If he were to see this scene, he wouldn't know what he would be upset.

Feeling the smooth skin of the other party gently rubbing his rough cheeks, Joe Uly was truly sure at this moment that this person really didn't care about his ugliness.

A soft color flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and hugged her in response to her closeness.

Arranged with Qiao Yuli for a follow-up visit in five days, An Xian left Qiao's villa and returned to his own small building.

With the chip Qiao Yuli gave her, she can finally study the truth of the year. Many of the records that are regarded as myths and legends by modern people, in her view, are precious historical documents.

However, when An Xian saw the information in the chip, her good mood was immediately enveloped by a dark cloud. Joe Uly seemed to put a library into this small chip. The massive amount of literature and information made her suffocated. She even wondered if Joe Uly had been sorting out these materials since he was born...

At this moment, she extremely hoped that she had Bai Houchu's IQ.

"Let's treat it as a kind of practice." Anxian has patience and is not afraid of studying it.

There is another thing An Xian cares about very much, and that is what Qiao Yuli called "gong method". Logically speaking, practice exercises are generally recorded in jade slips, and people of this age cannot read them. The few exercises carved on stone tablets are mostly incomplete, or are inherited from a special inner door, which requires chance to interpret.

So what kind of "gong method" Qiao Yuli got? Did he try to cultivate just because of interest? Apart from him, are there other people who are also practicing other exercises?

If the spiritual energy is exhausted today, even if they have mastered the complete cultivation technique, they will not be able to cultivate successfully, and the higher the aptitude, the easier it is to get into trouble.

It will be difficult to say at that time, there will not be a few powerful but extremely short-lived neuropathy or perverted monsters...