Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 37 Jin Ling's Relics
Xu Zhiqiu identified the words on the wall of the well word by word, and before long, he had a preliminary understanding of the contents of the tripod.

Due to his limited knowledge of this world, he had never even heard of many of the terms mentioned above.

It was mentioned above that the substance in the cauldron was a "semi-finished product" made from the essence and blood of the Nine-Sky Yellow Bird, mixed with the medulla oblongata of the North Sea Mirage Beast, and supplemented by the "incense of the world".

"Yellow bird, sea mirage... mortal incense? Can you refine those things?"

This inevitably refreshed Xu Zhiqiu's worldview.

He went on to identify——

Because it is still a semi-finished product with a fragile shape and easy to disperse, it is placed in a jade tripod and kept warm in the spiritual spring of the land.

And judging from the tone of the person who left the letter, he was almost dead before his death, and was just half a step away from completing the task, which was a great regret.

I can only hope that someone with a destiny will get it, and that the unfinished work can be put to good use...

The routine of a standard vernacular novel.

Perhaps because it is an unfinished product, there is no mention of what effects this treasure has.

But even so, just looking at its magical nature, you can tell that it is a rare treasure.

"It's my chance?"

Xu Zhiqiu glanced at the old mandrill's corpse with blood gushing out of all its orifices, and then looked at the circle of golden runes around it.

"It should be some kind of restriction. I don't know if it is to protect people or to restrain the things in the cauldron. If it is the former...how to break it?"

He thought that perhaps he could destroy the stone floor underneath as well.

With such means, it can be expected that this person must have been no ordinary person in his life.

Suddenly his eyes moved.
When I went around the last side of the well wall, I found a poem left by this person.

Judging from the paragraphing, it should be divided into two parts, upper and lower. The whole thing is not neat, and even the rhythm is not right.

It seems like it was written casually.

Upper paragraph——

The bells are ringing, the flowers are blooming, the figure is getting thinner and the hair is white.

Deep love is painful, life is painful, infatuation is only painful because of heartlessness.

Next paragraph——

Refine the blood, refine the heart, and refine the bones, and let a piece of brocade letter flow with the water.

The mirage in the cave is a dream in the boudoir, but human hearts cannot keep either.

Finally, the autumn winds have made people grow old. Looking back, obsession and hatred are still lingering in my heart.

Alas, I send this wish to you, so that you can dream of my next life.

……

Judging from her tone, she sounds like a lovesick woman who has been hurt by a heartless man.

At the bottom of the poem, there were two small characters engraved, so small that he almost ignored them. They should be the man's name.

Xu Zhiqiu looked carefully and saw that what was written was——

"Jin Ling..."

Xu Zhiqiu always felt that he had seen this name in a book.

"Jinling...Jinling...Mrs. Jinling!?"

He suddenly realized, hadn't he seen it in the miscellaneous book he read during Hehuan?

Madam Jinling was a female devil from eight hundred years ago and the founder of the Hehuan Sect.

"It's Hehuan again, what a narrow road for enemies..." Xu Zhiqiu looked as if he had eaten a fly, "Could it be that he is stuck and can't get rid of it?"

I just escaped from Hehuan's clutches not long ago, and I haven't been at peace for a few days, but now I'm in front of him again. The magic weapon made by the old witch of the Hehuan Sect...

"It's probably not for me either."

Thinking of this, he lost interest in the things in the tripod.

So he bowed, straightened his clothes, and was about to leave.

However, just as he turned around, the golden substance in the cauldron suddenly began to stir.

Pfft!
Suddenly he felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. He knelt on one knee in pain, holding his abdomen and frowning deeply.

"what happened?"

There was a burning pain in the Dantian area, as if something was trying to burn through the stomach wall and break out of the body.

His eyes were bloodshot and his vision was red, as if stained with blood.

A violent and bloodthirsty thought kept stirring in my mind.

At the same time, there seemed to be a lingering sound mixed with the sounds of fighting and killing in my ears, which could not be shaken off.

All the energy and blood gathered somewhere in the lower body, and in a blink of an eye, the dragon raised its head.

Xu Zhiqiu reacted immediately.

It was the Holy Fire of Hehuan in his Dantian that was causing trouble!

Did it react due to the stimulation of the substances in the cauldron?

The holy fire had been suppressed by his life foundation and had been relatively quiet until now.

But at this moment, he was as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he was determined to turn him upside down.

Gotta leave quickly.

Xu Zhiqiu suppressed his discomfort and stepped back.

However, as if sensing that he was about to run, the jade tripod suddenly began to vibrate.

The next moment, the golden sand in the jade tripod seemed to be heated by a blowtorch and became as white as bright silver.

Then, it turned into a streak of silver light sand and shot straight towards Xu Zhiqiu.

hum-

The runes on the ground suddenly lit up, and a circle of pale golden light wall rose.

However, it was only built up for three or two breaths before it was easily shattered by the silver light sand shot out from the jade tripod and continued to hit him.

Xu Zhiqiu was unable to move in deep space, so he had to use his reverse life to dodge.

However, as soon as he had the thought, the reverse life state that had not yet been established was immediately disrupted by the raging Holy Fire of Hehuan in his dantian.

In a hurry, he could only lean his butt backward and do the flying wild goose style.

But it was no use.
The next moment, the silver sand hit him right between the eyebrows.

With a buzzing sound, Xu Zhiqiu's head suddenly became dizzy.

After the Nine Heavens Mica drilled into his head, it started to run wild.

He just felt dizzy, all the shapes in front of his eyes began to distort, and all kinds of colors melted away, as if he jumped into a big dye vat.

And strange noises pile up in my ears.

There were birds singing, wind whistling, waves crashing against cliffs, rain hitting duckweed, mountains collapsing and earth cracking...all kinds of noises came into his ears, making Xu Zhiqiu's stomach churn.

Combined with the raging Holy Fire of Hehuan in his lower dantian, they were like two groups of rebellious bandits, determined to turn him into a puddle of mud both physically and mentally.

Xu Zhiqiu was in such a desperate situation that he could only curse:
"Damn Hehuan!"

(End of this chapter)