It was a mirror. The surface of the mirror looked like white jade with strange patterns carved on it. The pendant at the bottom was woven with golden threads.
After the shaman energy dispersed, the mirror exuded a pure spiritual energy. When I got close to it, I felt refreshed.
I've seen a few divine tools before, but most of those divine tools had chaotic aura around them. This mirror, on the other hand, is filled with spiritual aura. I don't know what it's made from, but it's very extraordinary. No wonder Nangong would wrap it up with shaman aura. If such pure spiritual aura isn't isolated, I'm afraid it'll attract a lot of attention.
The ten divine weapons all had their names. From their appearance, I could tell that this mirror was the Kunlun Mirror, one of the ten divine weapons.
According to the ancient records, the Kunlun Mirror belonged to the Queen Mother of the West. It had the Taiyi Xuan Mark, which allowed it to connect the Heaven and Man worlds, break the space and time, and understand the mysteries of the heavens.
In the legends, the Kunlun Mirror was placed in the Kunlun Palace above the Ninth Heaven of the Kunlun Mountains. However, during the Queen Mother of the West's birthday, the mirror was stolen, and its whereabouts were unknown.
After the shock from the Kunlun Mirror faded, I remembered what Nangong had said.
He said that he came from that time … What did he mean by 'that time'?
In the legends, the Kunlun Mirror had the power to travel through space and time. Did Nangong mean that he came from the ancient time to the present time?
How could it be?
Seeing that I was stunned speechless, Nangong's expression remained calm as he nodded at me with a smile. "Your guess isn't wrong. I'm indeed an ancient person. With the help of the Kunlun Mirror's divine power, I accidentally opened a space-time tunnel and came to this day."
Although I had a guess in my heart, after hearing him confirm it, my head buzzed, and I felt a little confused.
As a cultivator, I had a deep understanding of power. The reincarnation he had mentioned was related to the ultimate power of life, which wasn't something I could understand at my current realm. However, after thinking about it carefully, I could imagine it.
But now, Nangong had said that he could open a space-time tunnel and travel through the ancient time. It was something I couldn't even imagine.
What kind of power was that?
Even the Immortals who had ascended couldn't do that, could they?
Otherwise, if they could travel through space and time, they could avoid aging and death.
The Kunlun Mirror was known as a divine artifact. Could it be that these divine artifacts really contained the power of gods?
I was speechless for a long time. Nangong kept the Kunlun Mirror and continued to explain to me with a smile, "So, my real identity is that of the ancient witch tribe, the descendant of Boyi."
Hearing his words, I temporarily woke up from my daze.
After Boyi … When I heard the two words "Boyi", I subconsciously thought of the Boyi of the late Shang Dynasty, who was known by Confucius as the "Ancient Sage".
Legend has it that during the final years of King Zhou of Shang, the prince of Lone Bamboo Country was named Mo Yun. He was friendly and respectful to his younger brother, and was loyal to the king.
After the fall of the Shang Dynasty and the Emperor of Zhou took over the world, Boyi missed his homeland and ate the grain of the Zhou Dynasty out of shame. He starved to death on Mount Shouyang. His loyalty was spread for thousands of years and he was given the title of Boyi.
He is the descendant of the Shang King. To a certain extent, he is also the descendant of Emperor Ku. In that case, Nangong is still my descendant?
Just as I thought of this, I immediately reacted.
This Boyi is the descendant of the Shang King. He is also the descendant of the Yellow Emperor. Nangong cultivates shaman energy. Obviously, he isn't the same person.
Thanks to the time I had spent studying the ancient books, I immediately thought of another "Boyi" after denying Mo Yun.
The fourteenth descendant of the Yan Emperor and the grandson of Gong Gong were also called Boyi. Since they were in charge of the sacrificial rites of the Four Sacred Mountains, they were known as the Four Yue Clan.
The Boyi that Nangong mentioned was obviously the Boyi of the Four Yue Clan.
After I sorted out my thoughts, Nangong continued to tell me about his life.
According to him, he was born in the early Shang Dynasty. At that time, the era of the ancient gods had ended, and the battle of the witches was at its fiercest.
Because of the hundred-year battle between Emperor Ku and Monster King Jun, everyone in the world was chasing after the Tai Sui and killing the witch tribe. There weren't many witch tribes left, and the people of the witch tribe were dying off.
His father was the leader of the Four Yue Clan at that time. At that time, the Four Yue Clan didn't have the glory of the ancient times. From the moment he was born, he was always on the run.
Later, his father was killed, but he escaped under the protection of his clansmen. In the end, he learned about it from his clansmen.
At that time, he was young and didn't know why he was being hunted. When he became an adult, he learned about it from his clansmen.
From then on, the legacy of the witch tribe became his lifelong dream. However, given the current situation, the witch tribe would soon disappear.
After thinking about it again and again, he decided to find the scattered members of the witch tribe and try to unite them.
However, he was too weak. Every time he found his clansmen, he couldn't protect them.
He could only watch as his clansmen died one by one in front of him.
In his despair, he found out the truth about the Mountain and Sea Realm from the books his father had left him. He made up his mind to rescue the witch tribe.
However, his strength alone was limited. Against the power of the ancient gods, there was nothing he could do.
Later, he was hunted down and in a desperate situation, he accidentally obtained the ancient divine artifact, the Kunlun Mirror.
However, not long after that, he was forced into a dead end.
Before he died, he recited Shennong's prophecy recorded in his father's ancient book and offered his soul and blood as an offering to the Kunlun Mirror. He had wanted to increase the Shaman Tribe's kismet with his obsession before he died, but he did not expect that he would open his eyes thousands of years later …
His story sounded like a story from the Arabian Nights. However, when I thought about all the things he had done and all the things he had said to me over the years, it seemed that there was only one explanation.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally accepted Nangong's story and asked him about his relationship with the Medicine King Valley.
"He said that after he woke up, he searched for Shamans all over the world and finally found the only remaining Shaman Tribe. Since then, he has been living in this place, and according to Shennong's prophecy in ancient times, he has slowly set up everything and waited for me to be born.
Until that year when I met Bi 'an, he sensed the birth of the Holy Maiden. After searching for a few years, he finally found me and arranged for Bai Ling to visit the Fire God Temple to search for traces of the Holy Maiden. Until everything that happened after that, he was involved in it.
According to Nangong's story, I thought about it from beginning to end and finally understood the logic behind it. However, my heart ached.
I didn't know what Nangong had been thinking during those thousands of years to be able to do all of this. If it were me, I wouldn't have been able to endure it.
While sighing in my heart, Nangong revealed a relaxed expression as he revealed the secret in his heart. After laughing twice towards the sky, he patted my shoulder and said, "In the end, the heavens will not sever a man's path. After so many years of planning, there is finally hope. It can be said that I didn't suffer all those years in vain … Alright, let's not talk about this for now. Our sacrificial ceremony is about to begin.
Then, he pulled the dumbfounded me back to the empty space next to the Shennong Cauldron.
Seeing me, the busy witches wanted to kneel down to greet me. After I stopped them, they didn't stand on ceremony. They said that the auspicious time for the ceremony was about to arrive and that there were many things that had yet to be arranged. Thus, they didn't want to talk to me anymore.
After getting my promise, they continued to busy themselves.
The annual ceremony of the witch tribe to worship the Yan Emperor was naturally very important. I didn't dare to disturb them, so I followed Nangong and watched from the side.
The witches were holding animal skulls in their hands. It seemed that they had stored them for many years.
The skulls were neatly arranged in the shape of a bull.
Seeing this, I remembered that the bull was the totem of the Yan Emperor's tribe. According to the ancient records, the Yan Emperor had a human body and a bull head. He grew up in Jiang Shui. The Yan Emperor had a bull head and a human body. It seemed that using the totem for the ceremony was very particular.
While I was thinking, the totem was completely arranged.
However, the dozen of them didn't stop. Instead, they used torches to surround the totem.
After doing this, those people stared at the raging flames on the torches with burning eyes.
From the looks of it, it seemed that something was about to happen.
However, I didn't know much about the ceremony, so I wanted to ask Nangong about it.
Unexpectedly, before I could speak, Bai Ling descended from the Shennong Cauldron.
After she bowed to me, she didn't wait for my response and loudly announced that the auspicious time had arrived. She wanted to lead the tribe to welcome the Yan Emperor.
I was stunned when I heard that.
The Yan Emperor's Sacred Arrival?
How could it be?
Seeing me in a daze, Nangong explained to me with a smile, "Every year, the Medicine King Valley will hold this sacrificial ceremony in order to bring back a shadow of the Yan Emperor. That's why it's called the Yan Emperor's sacred carriage.
This shadow contains the pure power of the Yan Emperor's shaman energy. It can be used by the tribe to cultivate. "
After explaining, Nangong gestured for me to stay where I was. He walked over and stood with the tribe members.
He was the descendant of Boyi and the direct descendant of the Yan Emperor. Of course, he had to participate in this kind of ceremony. I didn't find it strange. I just stood there and thought about what he had said.
Although the people of the shaman tribe in the Medicine King Valley cultivated shaman energy, I didn't feel the Tai Sui's aura after I came in. I was a little confused, but now I understood that they didn't have the Tai Sui to provide them with shaman energy. The shaman energy they needed to cultivate should be provided by the Yan Emperor's shadow in the ceremony. No wonder their population was so small.
Thinking about that, I couldn't help but remember how Nangong had created the Tai Sui.
At this time, the Tai Sui was hard to find. Nangong had tried his best, but he could only find another way to maintain my cultivation. It was really hard on him.
While I was thinking, the people of the shaman tribe had finished their preparations. Nangong, who was standing at the front, released two flows of strong shaman energy from his hands and sent them to the bull totem.
The two flows of shaman energy entered the totem. After a while, the totem gave birth to an even stronger wave of shaman energy. The moment the wave of shaman energy appeared, the flames on the surrounding torches gathered and wrapped around the wave of shaman energy, turning it into a fireball.
The fireball kept growing, and soon, it was dozens of meters tall.
Nangong's hands moved again, and the huge fireball flew to the Shennong Cauldron in the air, falling right under the Shennong Cauldron.
The raging flames burned the Shennong Cauldron crazily. After around ten seconds, the huge fireball shrank and disappeared. It seemed that the Shennong Cauldron had absorbed it, and the shaman energy in the fireball also disappeared.
As the fireball disappeared, a vague, huge shadow suddenly appeared in the void above the Shennong Cauldron.
I stood far away, so I couldn't see the face of the shadow, but I could vaguely feel that the shadow had a bull's head and a human body. It should be the shadow of the Yan Emperor.
At that moment, a cheer broke out among the Shamans. Soon after, under Nan Gong's lead, all of them knelt down towards the illusory figure.