Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 35 Golden Bowl
But seeing the surprised look on the woman's face just now, one can also know that the so-called boundary bead is an extremely rare and precious item, and it should be rare.

So many unexpected things happened when I met a cultivator for the first time. I was unable to keep him. Otherwise, if I could have captured him and questioned him carefully, I would have known a lot. However, I was not sure whether the other party's master, Xuanyin Tianmu, would come to find him.

He has always been a cautious person. If he was not cautious, he would have brought his aunt back when he had the strength of a first-class master. Chen Beimo insisted on waiting until he had achieved success in his cultivation before he dared to do this.

Being cautious and being reckless do not conflict with each other, just like when he was in front of the land temple and in front of the man-eating cave in the mountains, he killed those who deserved to be killed, and there was nothing to say about his mortal enemies and extremely vicious criminals.

But with ordinary people, even if there is a conflict, he will not kill them lightly unless it is a matter of life and death, just like Prefect Fu once made things difficult for him.

Chen Beimo doesn't need too much evil spirit. He just needs six parts of caution, two parts of malice, and two parts of kindness.

This is his character. When it comes to life and death, his mind is naturally dominated by malice. In normal times, he is cautious and only treats his relatives and innocent and miserable people with kindness.

Keep some kindness because you are a human being.

Chen Beimo put away his sword and cleaned up the traces of fighting in the yard. Those that could not be cleaned up were considered to be caused by his sword practice.

In the west wing, Aunt Wu Liu and Chengze, who were drugged and fell into a deep sleep, had not woken up yet. Only Shen Baoniang was still awake in the east wing.

Shen Baoniang wore a veil to cover her mouth and nose, so she naturally inhaled much less incense. She walked out of the room and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Chen Beimo was fine.

"Fortunately, no one was hurt."

"Haha, for ordinary people in the martial arts world, fighting and killing is normal." Chen Beimo sat in the pavilion and drank a sip of Spring Night wine to calm his mind.

Shen Bao Niang hesitated, but still said: "I have heard of Xuanyin Tianmu. But I don't know whether it is true or not."

"Oh? Just tell me, Aunt." Chen Beimo didn't expect her to know.

"I once entertained a wealthy businessman from Western Shu. When he talked about customs, he said that there was a Zi Lan Mountain in their area. On the mountain there was a deity called Xuan Yin Tian Mu. Although I have never seen her true appearance, she has disciples in the human world. She has set a rule that no sect or school can kill, injure or plunder in the Zi Lan Mountain area. The people of Shu worship her as a road-protecting deity, and she is very effective."

Shen Baoniang smiled and continued, "Was that woman beautiful just now?"

"Zi Lan Mountain?" Chen Beimo remembered it in his heart. After hearing what his aunt said, he was not shy and said generously: "It is beautiful. But it is just an enemy, not a friend. If there is a grudge, it should be killed."

In the silent night, with only the bright moon hanging high in the sky, his murderous intent was invisible, as if he was just joking, but looking into his peaceful eyes would make one feel a little chilly.

Shen Baoniang was somewhat relieved and said, "As the ancients said: A beautiful woman in her twenties has a body as soft as butter, and she carries a sword at her waist to kill ordinary men. Although you don't see their heads fall off, it will secretly make your bones dry.

A hero cannot resist the temptation of beauty. It is rare for you to have such a state of mind. Even your master back then..."

"So what?" Chen Beimo became curious and asked with a smile.

"Don't ask too much about your elders' affairs. Just go to bed early." Shen Bao Niang stopped talking and turned back to the house.

Seeing this, Chen Beimo had no choice but to go back to the attic and calm down.

Today, he is not like an ordinary person. He can go without sleep for three to five days without any problems. However, he will still sit in meditation for an hour, and when he wakes up early, his body will be in the best condition.

The water Qi in his body was quietly nestled in the Dantian Qi Sea, with only a shallow puddle. This proved that he still had a long and hard road to practice. According to the previous practice speed, it would take an astronomical number to complete the accumulation of Qi and reach the second level. I am afraid it would take two hundred years to complete it!
Even though he had mastered the art of Qi cultivation, he could only vaguely sense his own lifespan of two hundred years.

The Taoism that Luo Qianshang talked about was not similar to his master's family secret method, and he could sense that the magic energy in the woman's body was pitifully scarce, but she was able to perform the escape technique.

What is the reason? Is it related to the world bead?

Chen Beimo frowned. He found that the practitioners in this world were not the same as the immortal cultivators he had imagined.

I need to find someone who has a thorough understanding of the world of cultivation, so that I won't be discovered, or be seen as a half-baked practitioner like today.

And this person is easy to choose because I have come into contact with very few people of this kind.

Those two people from the Six Gods will definitely come looking for him again! Because the antidote is in his hands.

Luo Qianshang is a cultivator with an extraordinary background, but these two are just warriors, and he doesn’t believe that he can’t succeed.

After thinking through these things, he closed his eyes, regulated his breathing and entered a state of meditation. The water Qi in the courtyard was guided by Chen Beimo's mind and turned into blue light like fireflies, entering his lungs, and then circulating through the thirty-six acupoints, turning into human Dharma Qi and condensing into a drop of water that fell on the small puddle in his Dantian.

"Tick..."

It was originally silent, but Chen Beimo's soul could hear it. This was the Dharma Qi of heaven and earth that was transformed into the Dharma Qi of man through his skills and then absorbed into his body.

With this drop of water, his magic power increased ever so slightly.

When the third drop of water fell, the sky became slightly brighter, and the grand yang fire in the east illuminated the heaven and earth. The water energy of the night was dispersed by the Bing fire.

Chen Beimo also woke up from his meditation and opened the small window. He saw diligent small vendors on the street busy making a living for the day.

He went downstairs and glanced at the west wing. The three people had slept more deeply after inhaling the aphrodisiac yesterday, and Aunt Liu, who was always diligent, did not get up either.

Chen Beimo had nothing to do, so he pushed open the main door and shook the wind chime curtain hanging in front of the door.

"Ding zero~"

A new day begins with the sound of swaying wind chimes in the morning breeze.

It was not until three quarters past noon that the monk's shouting of time woke up the people in the house. They hurriedly got out of bed and put on their clothes. Lao Wu came running to apologize.

"Master, I deserve to die. I fell asleep and missed the time."

Chen Beimo sat in front of the counter and said with a smile: "Don't make a fuss about such a small matter. Yesterday was Mid-Autumn Festival, so it's okay to sleep a little longer today. Go and wake them up."

"Yes, yes, thank you very much, Master!"

Lao Wu felt relieved and went to the back to wash his face and put on his clothes.

Outside the door, there was a sound of light footsteps and the sound of a wooden drum.
"Amitabha! Donor, you have a good face."

A bald middle-aged monk stood in front of the door with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, master!"

Chen Beimo smiled and took two coins from the counter and put them in the slanted cloth bag carried by the monk.

"It's my duty!" The monk said with a smile, "Thank you very much, benefactor! It's three quarters past the hour of the mortal hour. Today is auspicious for the opening of the shop."

"Master, please give me good wishes!" Chen Beimo smiled and bowed, then sent the monk away.

He went to the counter and looked through the account book. Although the accounting method was different in ancient times, Chen Beimo had also learned some accounting, so he just let it go as long as the numbers were roughly the same.

After all, now that he has a huge fortune, he does not rely on this umbrella shop to make a living. He does this just to fulfill his master's last wish and not to let this craft be lost.

When he turned to the booklet for ordering umbrellas, he frowned. Why no one came to pick up this umbrella yet?

This wedding umbrella was ordered by a scholar from the countryside outside the city. It has been almost half a year, and he has not come to pick up the umbrella yet. It can't be...

An umbrella costs hundreds of coins, and it is very unlikely that a villager would forget it, either because it is no longer useful or because the person is no longer in the hometown.

Just at this time, Lao Wu came over after finishing his work, and asked him, "Lao Wu, has this man named Zhang Shufa never come to get an umbrella?"

Lao Wu looked at it and said, "Yes, young master, this person has never been here." "Forget it, I'll send it to him when I'm free or when I go up the mountain to pick bamboo." Chen Beimo shook his head, stood up and gave him the seat, saying, "Just look after the store."

"Yes, young master!" Lao Wu nodded and bowed.

Chen Beimo went up to the attic, grabbed Beichen Jun into his sleeve, hung the gourd around his waist, and was about to go out when he saw Xiaoliu coming.

"Hey, sir, are you going out?"

Although Xiaoliu was assigned by the eldest lady of the Bo's Mansion to be by her side, he still had to return home to rest every day. It looked like he had just eaten a full meal at the Chaos Shop in the north.

"Go and treat your eldest son." Chen Beimo also walked casually. He was very kind to people who had no conflict of interest.

"The medicine was prepared so quickly?" Xiao Liu said in surprise, "Sir, you are really a miracle doctor."

"Haha, if I don't do it sooner, how can the people in your house feel at ease?" Chen Beimo asked with a smile: "Has the second young master of your house seen any outsiders in the past few days?"

"Second Young Master? Outsider?" Xiao Liu thought about it, and suddenly remembered, "I heard that the other day the Second Young Master specially invited some relative of his cousin's family to come to the mansion."

"Oh, that's it." Chen Beimo nodded.

"What is it, sir?" Xiaoliu asked puzzledly.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know. If you ask too much, you'll lose your mind." Chen Beimo smiled and continued to walk towards the Bo's house, but he had made up his mind that he must not keep this boy.

Of course, I’m not talking about Xiaoliu, but the second son of the uncle’s family.

I think the one who bought his life yesterday was him.

Saint Yun Ni is not that stupid. She found three second-rate masters who wanted to kill her. Luo Qianshang was probably involved with this killer organization, so she came along to retrieve the antidote for Yun Ni.

With his mind full of thoughts, he walked until he arrived at the Earl's Mansion. As soon as Xiao Liu explained his identity, no one stopped him and the eldest lady came to greet him in person.

"Sir, is there any good medicine?"

The woman had looked much more haggard after not seeing him for a few days. She said fearfully, "I followed the master's instructions and took the golden bell and hung it by the bed. Sure enough, it rang four times in one night without wind. It shows how vicious the thief is."

"Oh? The thief was so bold, madam, didn't you catch him?" Chen Beimo asked in surprise.

"To be honest, my house is too big, and I couldn't catch it even after it made a few noises overnight." The eldest lady looked unhappy, "It's really because the poisonous insect is too small, and I don't know how to catch it."

"Madam, if you trust me, you can give the eldest son the medicine and I will help you catch the poisonous insect to prevent future troubles."

Chen Beimo said this with a smile, and the eldest lady was secretly happy in her heart, as smart people don't need to say much.

"Thank you very much, sir. I will definitely reward you handsomely later."

"Easy to do."

The two of them talked meaningfully all the way to the small courtyard where the eldest son had been before. Now the place was full of sachets for repelling poisonous insects, and the whole courtyard was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

Chen Beimo came to the bedside, looked at the complexion of the person on the bed, and said, "The poison has become three points more serious."

"Ah, sir, this is——"

The eldest lady's face turned pale.

"Don't worry, I have prepared the elixir." Chen Beimo said, "Bring me a pure gold bowl."

"Pure gold bowl?"

"Madam, the uncle has never liked luxury. I'm afraid there are no pure gold bowls in his house." Jue Pei frowned and thought.

"He is too unconscious, so I can only inject him with the elixir dissolved in water." Chen Beimo said, "My elixir is a mysterious elixir. It cannot be put into clay or porcelain, and cannot stand silver or mercury. It will be tolerated by wood, but will break when exposed to fire. It can only be preserved in gold to preserve its medicinal properties."

After hearing his explanation, the eldest lady felt more hopeful. After all, the more magical the elixir, the more extraordinary its effect.

"I remember Gui has it, Jue Pei, go to Gui's courtyard and get her golden bowl, and tell her it was my idea, you can borrow it for a while, and return it in three to five days."

The eldest lady felt uneasy, and instructed Juepei, "If she doesn't want to, just take it away from her. Otherwise, she will play tricks."

"Yes! Madam!"

Juepei immediately took a group of servants to the west courtyard.

After a while, I heard a lot of noise outside the door, and then a group of people entered the house.

Chen Beimo ignored the fight in the mansion and just sat quietly in front of the bed without saying a word.

The eldest lady stepped forward and shouted, "How is the shouting different from that of a street shrew?"

A delicate and frail woman with tearful eyes, wearing a pink gauze dress, with a boneless waist, affectionate eyes and a strand of hair hanging down in front of her temple, making her look even more pitiful.

The woman knelt on the ground and cried, "Madam, what are you doing? This golden auspicious cloud bowl is the dowry left by my old father. Even poor families don't touch the dowry of their daughters, so why are you taking my old father's legacy by force?"

"Gui, I told you clearly that I am only borrowing a few. After using them, I will personally make you a large pure gold bowl. How can you bring such petty things from a small family to the mansion of the Earl?"

"Madam, it's not that I don't want to, but this is my father's legacy, I really... really..."

Gui was so emotional that she choked with tears.

At this moment, a loud shout came from outside the door, "Little girl! Little girl! Where did you take my little girl?"

The door frame was hit again, and this time a handsome man walked in. It was Zhang Yunxing who had been getting an umbrella with Qiao'er in front of the door a few months ago.

"Auntie, what are you going to do?" He hurried over and held his biological mother Gui in his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Auntie, are you displeased with us mother and son, and want to sell us out while Dad is not at home?"

"What a bastard!" The eldest lady was so angry that she couldn't breathe. She ordered a group of old maids and servants, "Kick them out!"

Zhang Yunxing took a look inside the room in the chaos and was shocked when he saw the familiar man beside the bed.

Just at this moment Chen Beimo turned around, met his eyes, and smiled gently, with profound meaning.

Chen Beimo took the golden bowl that was brought to his side, tapped the edge of the bowl with one finger, and said, "Yes! It's pure gold."

"It's good as long as it's pure gold." The eldest lady asked nervously, "Then can't we use ordinary water?"

"Madam is indeed smart." Chen Beimo smiled and said, "You should use water from the middle of the Kan River, which can melt the yin and carry the yang. You cannot use water from the well or the river. You cannot use water without roots."

"Then what kind of water should we use?" Jue Pei asked in surprise.

"Of course it's the immortal who gave me the water!" Chen Beimo smiled and held up the golden bowl. He stood up, made hand gestures with one hand, and chanted: "Yuling Immortal, the spirit of a hundred medicines, pray to the gods for water to cure all diseases!"

As soon as he finished speaking, water began to rise little by little from the bottom of the empty golden bowl. In the blink of an eye, it became a bowl of clear water with steam rising from it. The whole room was filled with mist and the figures were hazy, as if one was walking between mountains and rivers. It was indescribably mysterious.

(End of this chapter)