Five days later.
Tibet, on the highway outside the Shiquan River.
After getting off the coach, Su Chen and Zhang Qiling boarded a Tibetan van and went to the agreed meeting point.
On the mountainous Tibetan road, sheep and healthy yaks passed by from time to time, as well as healthy Tibetan herdsmen with dark red skin.
There were even ascetics who came to make pilgrimages and kowtow every three steps, giving this snowy plateau a sacred and mysterious color.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind from the snowy mountain blew into the window, blowing Zhang Qi Ling's night clothes.
He pulled on his hat, half of his face seemingly hidden in the shadows forever.
However, the gaze that was like the ice and snow of Changbai Mountain curiously landed on the 'puppy' that Su Chen had caught at some point.
He saw a black and purple animal cub that looked like a Tibetan mastiff leaning against Su Chen's black leather boots, sitting charmingly.
Although the little fellow was small, it revealed the temperament of the king of beasts.
Especially that pair of purple gem-like eyes, filled with holiness and nobility.
It was the legendary sacred beast of the Tibetan Land, the Purple Qilin!
At this moment, the little Purple Qilin seemed to have noticed Zhang Qi Ling's gaze. It couldn't help but raise its head and look at him curiously.
In an instant.
A man and a beast looked at each other.
Zhang Qiling stared at the pair of amethyst eyes, but her pupils couldn't help but shrink.
In an instant, the Qilin tattoo on his chest appeared uncontrollably, emitting waves of scorching heat.
Just as his heart was trembling.
The van seemed to have driven past a pothole and jolted violently.
In an instant, Zhang Qiling suddenly woke up and decisively retracted her gaze. She still could not hide the shock in her heart.
He couldn't help but look at Su Chen, who was resting with his eyes closed. His mysterious background, terrifying strength, and strange pet…
All of this made him unable to see through the other party's thoughts and mysterious methods.
However, at this moment.
Zhang Qiling was surprised to see a corner of a black water tattoo on the other party's sleeve.
The black water was like a dragon that could devour everything.
Even just a glance was enough to make one shudder as if they were staring into an abyss.
Zhang Qiling couldn't help but frown when she saw the lines. She suddenly felt a pain in her head, as if she had been scratched by some memory fragments. Some incomplete words appeared.
At this moment.
The driver, who was wearing a plain Tibetan robe and had a rough beard, quickly turned around and apologized in fluent Mandarin.
"No, I'm sorry. The road is bad. We're almost there.”
However, his gaze would occasionally glance at the little Purple Qilin Beast, and there was a deep respect hidden in his eyes.
He was clearly a burly man who was eight feet tall, but he spoke like a frightened little girl, as if he was afraid of disturbing the little purple qilin.
Hearing this.
Su Chen, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his golden eyes.
He let out a breath of turbid air, his aura becoming more restrained and majestic.
In fact, ever since he entered the Kunlun Mountains, Su Chen could clearly sense that the Qi between heaven and earth had become much denser. The speed of cultivating the Dragon Calling Scripture had also increased, and he would be able to step into the realm of the Dragon Suppressing Hand in a few days!
If one were to investigate the reason.
Perhaps it was because Kunlun was the ancestor of all mountains, the source of the dragon vein, and naturally gave birth to countless mysteries.
At this moment, he couldn't help but look at the rolling mountains outside the car window, and his eyes flickered.
The mountain scenery in the eyes of these ordinary people was actually dragon veins of different lengths meandering and spiraling on the plateau in his eyes after learning the Dragon Burial Scripture.
However, at this moment, the little Qilin Beast interrupted his thoughts. It pulled at the bottom of its pants and snorted.
"Wuwuwu ~"
This cute cry made people wonder if its breed was pure. Could it be that divine beasts also had crying monsters?!
Seeing this, Su Chen's gaze was slightly stunned and he was somewhat speechless.
He couldn't help but guess, could this little fellow be a female?
However, he couldn't help but pick it up and place it on his knees. Then, he took out a piece of dried purple sweet potato and handed it over.
Su Chen had tried to feed the little kylin meat jerky and milk before, but he did not expect it to not eat it. Instead, it liked to eat fruits, vegetables, and even fresh grass.
Seeing the dried purple sweet potato, the little Qilin Beast looked at it with disdain, but it still hugged it and started eating.
When Su Chen saw this scene, he revealed a rare smile.
"Seeing how much you like to eat purple dried potatoes, I'll call you Little Purple in the future."
Hearing this, the little purple qilin seemed to understand what he was saying. It immediately snorted, clearly not satisfied with this name.
That angry little appearance was quite interesting.
On the other hand, the driver who was driving saw this scene through the rearview mirror and was so shocked that he almost drove the car into the river.
It was as if Su Chen was doing something extremely unbelievable, and he was filled with fear.
A moment later.
After playing with the little Purple Qilin for a while, Su Chen turned to look and saw Zhang Qiling, who was sitting beside him, staring at him with a complicated gaze.
He hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice,
"Coming here reminded me of something.”
"It has something to do with the black water marks on your body.”
Su Chen's expression changed slightly when he heard this. His gaze also became a little colder.
"What did you remember?"
As she spoke, Zhang Qiling turned her head, her eyes struggling to recall as she spoke vaguely.
"In a certain memory."
"I don't know when, or if it was me, but I once entered the tomb of a certain generation of Qin kings.”
"It's filled with a large number of black water patterns, and…"
"There seems to be the skeleton of a giant bird in the tomb…"
At this point, Zhang Qiling's memory seemed to have been cut off. She shook her head subconsciously.
"I have no recollection of what happened after that.”
"Perhaps only by returning to the tomb of the king of Qin can we truly find the answer.”
Upon hearing this, Su Chen's cold eyes also had quite a ripple as he asked in surprise.
" King Qin, the skeleton…"
It seemed that his guess was right, and the memories of the descendants of Zhang Qi Ling's inheritor for generations indeed contained information about the Su family and the red dragon bloodline.
However, he had never thought that it would involve the Great Qin Empire from 2,000 years ago…
He remembered that it was recorded in the ancient book.
Qin advocated black, which is the virtue of water.
According to the Dragon Burial Scripture, among the five elements, water was the ridge, and its color was mainly black.
The black water pattern could be considered a type of spiritual totem of the Qin people.
Thinking of this…
Su Chen's eyes lit up as he had some guesses.
Perhaps the black water patterns on his body were really related to the first unified dynasty in China's history, the Great Qin Empire.
Then, the red dragon pattern…
Could it be that there was some kind of connection with the Han Empire, which later worshipped red…
……
The revelation of these clues seemed to be revealing the truth hidden under the sands of history!
Just as he was thinking, a horn sounded and the van slowly stopped. The driver also reminded him.
"Zha Xi, we're here."
At this moment, Su Chen looked up.
The rendezvous point in the Lion Spring River was already in front of them.
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