"The bones are as fine as jade, these are the legendary immortal bones!"
Hu gazed at the skeleton for a long ti before murmuring.
"Oh? Hu, have you heard of this?" Professor Xiang's eyes lit up.
"I heard it from my grandfather, who heard it from his grandfather..." Hu smiled wryly. "My family has been in archaeology for generations. It's said that an ancestor was also a cultivator who encountered an immortal fate... Later, one ancestor, carrying a manuscript left by his forebear, excavated a large tomb where they found such immortal bones..."
"And then?"
Sun Yuan's voice trembled as he pursued the question.
"Then, my ancestor encountered... a real, living immortal!"
Hu's voice was ethereal: "That immortal claid to co from the Gourd Cave Heaven and had a connection with the jade bones my ancestor unearthed..."
Gulp!
Jin Gong's throat moved: "Then the immortal took your old ancestor as a disciple and passed down so manuscripts and immortal pills?"
"No!"
Hu smiled bitterly: "Then the immortal was struck dead by lightning! Both the jade bones and the large tomb were destroyed under the might of heaven, and only my ancestor narrowly escaped. After hurriedly leaving instructions, he too passed away... It's said there's a heavenly law in the human world forbidding immortals from manifesting, or they'd be directly struck by five bolts of lightning!"
"Ha, isn't this just made-up nonsense?" Jin Gong felt uninterested.
"I just treated it as a story, but seeing these jade bones makes kind of believe." Hu replied.
"Alright, this may just be that Huang Danzi had so bone disease in life, and after becoming a corpse, so chemical treatnt was used, resulting in this phenonon. We can extract a sample and wait for the lab results..."
Professor Xiang ended the conversation and continued to open the coffin.
This coffin was very small, with the jade-boned corpse lying inside, wearing clothing that was surprisingly well-preserved. The body lay flat, facing upwards, with a bamboo slip held in the right hand.
The bamboo slip was made of an unknown material, seeming like bamboo, yet infused with a bit of tal, and inscribed with three ancient pictographs.
"Shan Hai... Jing? It's the ancient wonder book—'Classic of Mountains and Seas'!"
Professor Xiang's eyes lit up: "Fantastic! This is a monuntal discovery in archaeological history!"
"Is this really the original 'Classic of Mountains and Seas'?"
Hu also widened his eyes.
The fa of the 'Classic of Mountains and Seas' was imnse, and the extant versions today, most composed after the Yan Han era, resulted in over three thousand different versions, causing endless disputes in literary circles.
But now, if this 'Classic of Mountains and Seas' was unearthed from a pre-Yan Han tomb, it is likely authentic, providing the strongest evidence to conclude the debate!
Sun Yuan also gazed fervently at that bamboo slip, trying to decipher those ancient characters.
Suddenly, a severe ringing filled his ears.
Buzzing!
The piercing sound strongly impacted his eardrums, seemingly mixed with endless murmurs.
Visions of strange phantoms flickered before his eyes.
Bang!
Finally, Sun Yuan collapsed straight down...
...
"Here again at Xingshan..."
Atop Xingshan, Zhong Shenxiu stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly gazing at the scenery.
At that mont, the entire Xingshan slightly trembled, with countless small animals scurrying away, like scenes before an impending earthquake.
"Sensing sothing? Still unwilling? Unfortunately, this isn't the revival of Lingxi, nor is it your ti!"
He stomped his foot, and the whole mountain quieted down instantly, as if the earlier tremblings were re illusions.
Zhong Shenxiu's gaze shifted slightly, as if seeing everything occurring within that ancient tomb.
Yes, it was indeed a cultivator's tomb. He had not ddled much, only slipping a scroll of 'Classic of Mountains and Seas' inside.
Looking at the now chaotic camp, he curled his lips, his figure flashing to Tianxing City, where in a park, he leisurely sat on a bench, feeding the pigeons beside him.
'...In actuality, a succession of cultivators persists in the human world, headed by the Earth Immortal ancestor Liu Ji of Gourd Cave Heaven... In his ti, unwilling to ascend, he chose to beco an immortal in the mortal realm, even pledging Spiritual Treasures to protect his underlings...'
'In recent years, to ensure proper assimilation, the human world's heavenly laws have been stringent, cutting down any Gourd Cave Heaven cultivator who erged... This led to a severance of cultivators in the human realm, with no one believing in Immortal Gods, fulfilling the prerequisite for assimilating the 'Secret Chronicles Fragnt'...'
'And the subsequent ceremony is the key to assimilation, according to my previous speculation... This doesn't orchestrate a revival of Spiritual Energy or nationwide cultivation but guides a select few to recognize true history... best with elents of enigma and secrecy...'
This directly led to the fall of a certain Demon Sect Corpse Disintegration Immortal beneath Xingshan, virtually ensuring his continued oblivion.
'...Thus, you won't get to enjoy the new Immortal Dao's treasures; instead, experience the terror of the unknown and mysterious!'
Zhong Shenxiu gazed toward a certain hospital, his eyes seemingly filled with... sympathy.
...
In a daze, Sun Yuan seed to see a towering mountain, various monstrous humanoid creatures with bird bodies, and eerie, fearso shadows...
In his ears, murmurs and frantic shouts interchanged continuously.
"Ah!"
He jolted awake, finding himself lying in a hospital bed, with his good friend Hua Peng and Xia Fanxing beside him.
"You're awake?"
Hua Peng hurriedly stood up: "I'll call the doctor!"
"What... happened to ?"
Sun Yuan looked at Xia Fanxing, montarily speechless.
"I heard you fainted in the tomb and were brought to the hospital, so I ca to see you." Xia Fanxing put down the fruit basket. "I'm glad you're okay, I'll be leaving now."
"Sigh..."
Sun Yuan didn't attempt to stop her, rely sighed, and recalled the images before he lost consciousness: "Am I that weak? Fainting in a tomb, my prospect in this internship is dood..."
"Also... what was that hallucination, and those murmurs; am I developing a ntal illness?"
As he mused wildly, the doctor ca in, conducted a series of tests, and declared him healthy, ready for discharge.
Sun Yuan pondered briefly, deciding not to rush discharge, but instead asked Hua Peng for a phone and dialed Professor Xiang's number.
After a brief wait, the call connected: "Professor Xiang, this is Sun Yuan, I apologize..."
Sun Yuan quickly apologized, then asked, "The doctor said I'm fine, about the internship?"
"Sigh...the situation here isn't quite right either..."
Over the phone, Professor Xiang sighed: "The bamboo slip containing the 'Classic of Mountains and Seas,' we secured and retrieved it, but as soon as we left the tomb, it completely disintegrated..."
"How could that be possible?"
Sun Yuan's eyes widened, feeling a deeper ache within.
That was a historical docunt capable of shocking the world!
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