The demon talisman is far from the spirit pattern. Yan Jiu didn't think that Ye Lingyue had the ability to dissolve her own demon talisman, but he didn't want to pour cold water on Ye Lingyue either.
"The demon talisman is behind the stele."
After Yan Jiu told Ye Lingyue, Ye Lingyue walked around behind the stone tablet.
Sure enough, there are a lot of special rune textures on the back of the stele.
The handwriting of these runes is very weird, completely different from the spirit patterns that Ye Lingyue knows.
Seeing that Ye Lingyue was silent for a while, Yan Jiu said.
"Ling Yue, you don't have to force yourself too much. The Nanyou Ancient Clan is one of the oldest monster clans. Their monster talismans may have been passed down from ancient times. Some monster talismans may not even be deciphered by Xi Zhong himself. In this way, Chi Ye and I will not both find the way of the demon talisman."
It is precisely because of the taboo against the Nanyou ancient tribe's demon talisman that even in the heyday of the Yaoshenwei, Di Xin and Yan Jiu did not break faces with the Nanyou tribe.
It wasn't until Xizhong forced Dixin to marry Xiyan that Dixin completely broke with the Nanyou Ancient Clan.
Yan Jiu even suspected that it was Xi Zhong's idea that the emperor would be ambushed.
"But I always feel that I have seen this demon talisman somewhere."
Rubbing her chin, Ye Lingyue repeatedly observed the writing on the back of the stele by the dim light of the campfire.
Suddenly, Ye Lingyue remembered something.
"Ding Ling, spit out the sixth piece of cauldron you got from the Tang family first."
Ye Lingyue always felt that the pattern of the demon talisman seemed to be similar. She has an amazing talent of never forgetting, and she will never remember the things she has seen.
After communicating with the Cauldron Spirit with his divine sense, the Cauldron Spirit spat out the sixth piece of cauldron, which is the Jiuzhou Cauldron Profile.
It has been more than half a month since this piece of tripod fell into Ye Lingyue's hands.
Because there was an inexplicable evil spirit on the cauldron sheet earlier, Ye Lingyue asked the cauldron spirit to try its best to remove the evil spirit on it.
It's a pity that half a month has passed, and the evil spirit on the fragments of the cauldron still hasn't disappeared.
However, after refining, the tripod outline fragments looked much cleaner, and the lines on them were clearly visible.
Ye Lingyue looked at it, and found that the patterns on the fragments of the tripod profile and the so-called demon charms of the Nanyou ancient tribe had many similarities.
Could it be that this piece of tripod has something to do with the Nanyou Ancient Clan
"Brother Yan Jiu, how much do you know about the Nanyou Ancient Clan, do you have any impression of the lines on this fragment?"
Ye Lingyue simply handed the tripod outline fragments to Yan Jiu to have a look.
"Isn't this the totem on the Nanyou ancient clan's tomb? It seems wrong. It seems to be a pattern similar to the totem of the ancient monster clan. I can't say what it is."
After Yan Jiu took a few glances, he was surprised.
"The emperor's tomb you are talking about is the Thirteen Demon Tombs?"
Ye Lingyue did not expect that the fragments of the tripod profile would be related to the Yao Ming Tombs.
The Yan tribe where Yan Jiu belongs to is also one of the ancient demon tribes in the demon world.
He belongs to the ancient Tianyao clan, and he is one of the few people who can enter the emperor's mausoleum to pay homage to the priests.
He had indeed seen similar patterns in the Demon Tombs.
But it is not known exactly which imperial mausoleum it is on.
After hearing this, Ye Lingyue fell into deep thought. People from the Tang family only said that the patterns on the fragments were carved by the Jade Hand Poison Master later.
Could it be that the Poison Lord Jade Hand has also been to the demon world, and even the Demon Tombs
What exactly is in the Thirteen Demon Tombs
Is it the fragments of the Jiuzhou tripod, or other clues about the safety of Hongmeng Fangxian
Ye Lingyue didn't plan to go to the Demon Tombs at first, but now it seems that after finishing the work of the North Prisoner, it is necessary for her to go to the Demon Tombs, hoping that there will be time to reunite with the Emperor.
"Brother Yan Jiu, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you regain your freedom for the time being. But don't worry, Emperor Xin has already gone to the Demon Tombs. Maybe he will find a way to help you regain your freedom faster than me."
Ye Lingyue was apologetic.
"You said Emperor Xin went to the Demon Tombs?"
Yan Jiu's voice was a little higher.
"That's right, is there something wrong with the Thirteen Demon Tombs?"
Ye Lingyue wondered.
"It's nothing, but the Thirteen Demon Tombs is a place where the emperor's biological father forbade him to enter. In the past, every time he sacrificed, the emperor would be isolated because of his blood. I often stole some sacrifices for him to eat."
Yan Jiu recalled the time back then, and still felt a little nostalgic.
"Chi Ye is not here, and the North Prisoner must be in dire straits. You can set off early tomorrow morning. Also, I collected one-third of the emperor's soul fragments, and you can take them with you too."
The fact that Yan Jiu kept the emperor's soul fragments was somehow discovered by Xi Zhong, the patriarch of Nanyou.
In order to force Yan Jiu to hand over the soul fragments, Xi Zhong arranged the hidden fire and prohibition here, torturing Yan Jiu every day.
If Ye Lingyue hadn't appeared in time, the one-third of the soul fragments would have fallen into Xizhong's hands sooner or later.
After Yan Jiu finished speaking, a ball of light flew out of the stone tablet, and the ball of light was collected by Ye Lingyue.
Around dawn, Ye Lingyue left with Xiao Jiunian, Chi Chi and others.
When leaving, Xiao Jiunian bit his lip, he walked a few steps quickly, then turned around suddenly.
"Father, you must hold on and wait for me to save you, mother...she has been waiting for you to go back."
After all, Xiao Jiunian endured the tears that swirled in her eyes, and strode towards the North Prisoner.
Ye Lingyue glanced at the stele and sighed.
In the wind, someone seemed to answer.
"I am waiting for you."
Not long after Ye Lingyue bid farewell to Yan Jiu, she saw a blue cloud galloping towards the sky.
The blue cloud fell to the ground, but it was an elder in green clothes, wasn't it Xi Zhong, the patriarch of the Nanyou Ancient Clan.
Early this morning, Xi Zhong felt a burst of upset, and after deduction, he found that something was wrong.
When I arrived in this area, I realized that the restrictions in this area had completely disappeared.
Shenyinhuo is gone too!
Looking at the stele transformed by Yan Jiu, it stands there well.
"Old patriarch Xi Zhong, long time no see."
Seeing Xizhong's old face darkened, Yan Jiu felt so happy.
Xi Zhong scanned again with his divine sense, and found that the wave of demon power belonging to the demon clan on Yan Jiu also disappeared.
"Who is it, who is it! Take away my strange fire? Could it be that the emperor has come!"
Xi Zhong glared at Yan Jiu angrily with a gloomy face.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Yan Jiu pretended to be stupid.
"It's unreasonable, Yan Jiu, you really think I can't do anything to you!"
When Xi Zhong was furious, he saw a cloud of black energy instantly condensed in his palm, and the black energy quickly became stronger, exuding an incomparably violent aura.
But seeing his hands rising and falling, the black air surged and landed on the stone tablet with a bang.
Since Emperor Xin's soul fragments are not there, what's the use of keeping Yan Jiu!
Xizhong's cultivation is so amazing, but this attack used 70% to 80% of his skill, and he must be cruel to kill Yan Jiu.