Although Tian Nu still needs to work on her artistic skills, barely managing to be called promising, her cooking skills are quite exquisite. Moreover, it seems to contain some special ingredients, so even Wei Yuan, who needs a lot of energy replenishment right now, can feel his body satisfied after eating.

The black cat-like creature only dares to hiss at Wei Yuan behind Jue's back.

When the girl turns her head, she becomes an innocent and well-behaved creature.

But as soon as Jue looks away, she glares at Wei Yuan who is feasting, her fur standing on end.

Finally, Jue bids farewell and leaves, satisfied with her paintings.

The black cat-like creature itches her teeth in anger, but is persuaded by Wei Yuan with fish from the Huai River of the Age of Gods, so she sulkily lies on the high wooden frame, her tail drooping down. Wei Yuan exhales and signals Su Yu'er to enter the quiet room with him. After closing the door, Wei Yuan takes out a bronze cauldron with complex patterns from his sleeve.

He gently places it on the table.

Su Yu'er's expression becomes complicated the moment she notices the bronze cauldron.

Wei Yuan watches Su Yu'er's expression, not saying much, just briefly explaining what happened earlier, explaining that the bronze cauldron contains the soul of a Shang Dynasty shaman. It was this soul that deliberately guided the creation of the tragedy of Zhou Zichang, and then made him attack those with Wizard blood.

After a pause, Wei Yuan said: "I heard that blood sacrifices were still practiced in the Shang Dynasty."

"I'm afraid it was King Dixin of Shang who used the soul of this Wizard country's shaman to sacrifice to the cauldron, which trapped his true spirit on this bronze cauldron for two or three thousand years."

"Do you want to meet that Wu Xuan?"

Su Yu'er nodded with a complicated expression.

Wei Yuan raised his hand and removed the ghost dispelling supernatural power, allowing Wu Xuan's soul to reappear.

This Wizard country's blood descendant appeared in the museum, first at a loss, and then his soul tensed up, with fear, anger, and unwillingness. He looked around, saw Wei Yuan, and subconsciously took half a step back. Immediately, he saw Su Yu'er, who was wearing simple clothes but still couldn't hide her beauty. Seeing the faint phantom of nine tails behind her, his expression froze.

Wu Xuan almost instinctively knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Your subject greets the Wangfei (royal consort)..."

"I wonder where the Wang (king) is?"

After a slight pause, Wu Xuan remembered that this was no longer the world of the Yin Shang. The Zhou Dynasty had been destroyed for more than two thousand years, let alone the Shang Dynasty. His face changed slightly, and he looked up at Su Yu'er, who was exactly the same as in his distant memory, and then at Wei Yuan next to her, as if he had fallen into a dream. He was at a loss for a long time, and he couldn't believe it:

"You, how is this possible?"

"Who exactly are you?!"

"Is this still Chaoge? Is it all a dream?"

A civil official from the end of the Five Emperors era, and a Wangfei from the end of the Yin Shang Dynasty.

The appearance of such figures in this era, gathered together, caused a huge impact on Wu Xuan, who had survived to this era. Seeing Wu Xuan's somewhat distracted state because he saw Su Yu'er, Wei Yuan reached out and planned to recapture him, but Wu Xuan shrank back suddenly, actually planning to take the opportunity to escape.

But after taking only one step, taking advantage of the convenience of the soul body to pass through the door, he saw the Qi Family Army's soldier souls sharpening their knives outside the door, saw the water ghost lying there sucking on cola, saw the dancing, eerie red shoes, and saw the lazy, paw-licking mythical beast.

Wu Xuan's footsteps couldn't help but pause.

A group of guys turned their heads to look at Wu Xuan.

The Qi Family Army's soldier souls raised their knives.

The black cat-like creature raised its white right paw with an unfriendly expression, its meat pads opened, and five sharp claws with barbs popped out.

The water ghost opened its mouth and burped a cola-flavored burp.

Wu Xuan's thoughts froze. What the hell was this place? Spirit creatures, ghosts, and ghosts with a trace of incense offering, and even cat-like creatures, how could they all be gathered together?! He only felt his scalp tingling, and then his scalp really tingled. A hand stretched out from behind the open door, grabbed Wu Xuan's head, dragged him back, and closed the door.

Wei Yuan directly grabbed Wu Xuan, squeezed this ball of soul into a ball with his palm, and directly stuffed it into a bottle, sealing it with a talisman. He breathed out a sigh of relief, planning to set off tomorrow or the day after, and personally go to Qingqiu Country to send Wu Xuan's soul to Nü Jiao.

After completing all this, Wei Yuan saw that Su Yu'er's expression was slightly different, and she was in a daze.

Without saying much, he just thought for a while, went out and retrieved the Shang King bronze jue (wine cup). When this ancient artifact saw the Dan Bird bronze cauldron, its spirituality was stunned for a moment, and it couldn't help but exclaimed: "This, this is, the bronze vessel that held the Wizard Xian's medicine back then?"

"Where did you get it from?"

Wei Yuan replied seriously:

"I met an old friend. He was very enthusiastic. He was very happy to see me and gave me the thing."

Shang King Bronze Jue: "…………"

Wei Yuan joked, placing the Shang King bronze jue and the Dan Bird bronze cauldron together. As expected, the two bronze wares began to heat up, but they didn't appear to have map patterns on the back of the bronze wares like last time. Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and looked at Su Yu'er, saying:

"Miss Su, can I borrow your bronze sword?"

Su Yu'er came back to her senses, was silent for a while, and took off the bronze short sword from her waist.

The sword body was simple and elegant, with delicate patterns and a Xuan Bird pattern with wings spread.

She handed the sword to Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan thanked her and placed the sword in the middle of the three bronze wares. When the sword was placed down, the Shang King bronze jue and the bronze cauldron, which were originally in a calm state, slowly lit up with streamers. Then the three bronze wares directly suspended in the air, with shimmering patterns and streamers, as if the patterns on them had come to life.

Along with the final resonance, the patterns of the three bronze wares broke away from their bodies.

The streamers overflowed, constantly flowing, illuminating the room.

Finally, these patterns combined in the void, transforming into a incomplete map. The center of the map was a magnificent city, with the words Chaoge on it, but at least half of it was incomplete, making this map completely unusable.

As expected, it was the map of Chaoge City, or rather, the location of the real Chaoge.

Wei Yuan looked at the bronze short sword thoughtfully.

It seemed that the map was hidden in the bronze wares, but even if they had enough bronze wares, without this Shang Dynasty short sword that Su Yu'er carried close to her body, they would not be able to resonate the bronze wares and reveal this map.

It could even be guessed that even if the map was obtained from other channels, as long as this sword was missing, they would not be able to enter.

Then linking Su Yu'er with the appearance exactly the same as the legendary Daji.

What is hidden behind it is probably something as heavy as immortality...

Wei Yuan stretched out his five fingers slightly, and the flowing wind overflowed. The three bronze wares separated and fell. The Shang King bronze jue's true spirit seemed to be drunk, dizzy and speechless. Su Yu'er was in a state of mental instability.

Wei Yuan picked up the short sword and handed it over.

Su Yu'er didn't take it.

She looked at Wei Yuan and said, "Curator Wei, do you know about the Taoist altar?"

Wei Yuan looked at her, slightly surprised, nodded, and replied:

"I know a little bit."

Su Yu'er bit her lip lightly and said, "Then... Curator Wei, can you try to use these bronze wares to perform a ritual? To see where these three objects and the map will eventually lead..."

"I really want to know."

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, saw Su Yu'er's expression, considering Nü Jiao's relationship, and also because he was a little curious, so he nodded and agreed. He had checked the information on the way back to Quanshi. According to the records on the bronze ware inscriptions excavated from ancient times, the Battle of King Wu's Conquest of Zhou only took one day.

What made Wei Yuan feel a little heavy was that that year was also the Jiazi year.

King Wu's conquest of Shang, only on the Jiazi morning, the year was auspicious, and he conquered Shang.

When the year is Jiazi, the world will be very auspicious.

Will there be any connection?

Along with the doubts in his heart, Wei Yuan quickly made preparations in advance. In order to maximize the effectiveness of the altar, this time he tried to restore everything needed for the altar as much as possible. Finally, he set up the Zhengyi altar for summoning gods and asking ghosts, and assisted with Zhengyi talismans. He stepped on the Yu steps, held Zhang Daoling's magic sword, and opened the altar to perform the ritual.

As the spell was cast, the crimson talisman on the back of his hand lit up, and the three bronze wares all glowed with streamers.

Obviously, the altar had taken effect.

But that was all, it was not able to produce further effects. Wei Yuan held the magic sword, but relying on the 'power of the Heavenly Court' that was above Shenzhou, he vaguely felt a distant and ethereal feeling, but it was extremely weak, unable to grasp, unable to touch.

At this time, Su Yu'er pursed her lips, stepped forward, and walked into the altar.

Then she grabbed the bronze sword and gently brushed it across her finger.

A drop of blood fell into the altar.

A wind rose from the ground, as if completing the last part of the need, the mana fluctuations on the altar suddenly became violent. It was only because Wei Yuan's heavenly destiny crimson talisman on the back of his hand was able to suppress it, so that the altar was not broken and collapsed on the spot. Then, Wei Yuan grasped the place where the feeling was.

The magic sword in his hand shook and pointed to the bowl of water on the altar.

Waves rippled on the water.

Immediately, Wei Yuan saw that the water surface幻化d into a blurry picture. In the picture presented on the water surface, there were towering altars, layers of steps, and a virtual person wearing ancient clothes kneeling and praying. Ancient chants and ballads floated out, which was definitely not a modern language.

Wei Yuan could barely recognize some of the words because of the Shang King bronze jue.

"Worship the Emperors above and below."

The Zhou Dynasty sacrificed to the昊Heavenly Emperor, taking the sky as the god; but the Shang Dynasty was different. In the Shang Dynasty, the lower Emperor was the king, and the upper Emperor was the Heavenly Emperor, also the previous Shang kings. Worshiping the Emperors above and below was the grandest sacrifice and prayer in the Shang Dynasty. Wei Yuan's thoughts turned, and he recognized the true faces of these people.

These were the remnant souls. They were the remnant souls of the Shang people in Chaoge.

But his eyes moved, and he saw that among the virtual figures, there were also real people interspersed.

Whether male or female, old or young, they were all following these souls and worshiping the most central existence.

Vast and boundless, magnificent but also with a sense of desolation.

When one of the teenagers was bowing down, he seemed to see Wei Yuan and Su Yu'er through what they were praying to. His movements froze for a moment, and his eyes shone with light. Immediately, he bowed down with unprecedented sincerity and piety, and chanted loudly.

Worship the Emperors above and below...

May you have mercy!

Worship the Emperors above and below...

Have mercy on my people.

At this moment, the Heavenly Mandate Crimson Talisman on the back of Wei Yuan's hand was almost burning. Wei Yuan groaned and could no longer hold the magic sword in his hand. This long sword from the Celestial Master Zhang flew out directly and was inserted upside down into the wall, vibrating and buzzing. The water bowl on the altar shattered into water mist, and the table that served as the altar was broken in half from the middle and fell to the ground with a crash.

Wei Yuan grasped his palm, Su Yu'er was in a daze, and both fell into silence.

That was Chaoge City, and the altar for the sacrifice was not unfamiliar. Wei Yuan had seen it in the picture of the Dan Bird bronze cauldron.

It's just that in the picture seen in the bronze cauldron, all those who kowtowed were people.

Now it has become a mixture of remnant souls and people.

The Shenzhou human race that has been passed down since the Age of Gods?

Wei Yuan felt absurd and unbelievable in his heart.

What exactly did Dixin do in the end?

ps: The second update today... a buffer chapter, three thousand four hundred words, thank you for being薰熏killed by smoke for your generous reward, thank you very much~

It can be regarded as successfully maintaining the routine...