Chapter 69 Spiritual Bell Scripture
Chapter 69 Spiritual Bell Scripture
Li Quanqing sat in his room, playing with the fist-sized Zhenhai Bell, which was exquisitely carved and as blue as jade.
ding dong~
He shook slightly, and immediately the water rippled, and a clear sound came out from the bell wall, like the sound of surging waves in the sea, which was pleasant to the ears.
"Ow~"
Next to it, the Golden Flame tiger cub raised its head from the can of animal milk, trotted over curiously, and stretched out its fleshy paws to want to touch it.
"This won't help you sharpen your claws."
Li Quanqing grabbed the tiger cub by the scruff of its neck, threw it back in front of the milk can, and began to refine the Zhenhai Bell.
As magic power poured in, the Zhenhai Bell suddenly lost its light and kept getting bigger and smaller.
"The Big and Small Ruyi Magic Ban is indeed a spiritual weapon."
Li Quanqing stroked the patterns and prohibitions on the surface of the bell. As a weapon refiner, it can be said that he gained a lot.
Medium to large-sized magical weapons such as the Bell, Tripod, Tower and Ship are generally of the spiritual weapon level, and are used by foundation-building cultivators to store in their dantian for daily nourishment.
After all, magic weapons cannot be enlarged or reduced in size. The scene of a Qi-refining cultivator carrying a large cauldron and fighting with others is so beautiful that it is hard to imagine.
Li Quanqing turned the Zhenhai Bell over and found that a part of the copper button hanging the bell tongue was indeed missing.
The bronze bells used by ordinary people are often hollow inside and need to be struck with a wooden hammer to make a sound.
It is naturally impossible for a monk to refine a big bell as a spiritual weapon and also pair it with an iron rod; that would be too uncool.
Moreover, after the bell-shaped spiritual weapon is shrunk, it is similar to a bell. Therefore, many bells will have a bell tongue added inside so that it can be used as two magical instruments.
"This crack looks like it was cut by a sword..."
Li Quanqing touched the crack on the Zhenhai Bell. Even after so many years, it still felt prickly.
He had already mastered the Gengjin Sword Technique to perfection and could easily sense the residual sword energy that was eating away at Zhong's body like a maggot attached to his bones.
Li Quanqing used the blue sea magic power, which rolled like a rushing river, to wipe out all the sword energy bit by bit.
Dangdang Dangdang!
During this process, the Zhenhai Bell also rang without wind and actively cooperated. The wave-like patterns on the surface of the bell wall were blooming with shimmering light.
It is truly a spiritual weapon, it possesses a hint of spirituality and is easy to use.
"Ow~"
The sound of the bells echoed endlessly in the room. Even though it did not unleash any killing power, it still shook the soul and made people's heads swell.
The golden tiger howled in pain, its furry tail wagging back and forth.
The little fellow dug his claws and crawled right into the milk can. His two underdeveloped wings spread out, blocking the mouth of the can like a lid, and he felt much better.
The clear bell sounds continued intermittently for several days before they finally subsided.
Li Quanqing discovered that the magic power cultivated from the Blue Sea Tide Technique was very compatible with this spiritual weapon.
The spirituality and power of the Zhenhai Bell were brought to its fullest.
Boom! !
After removing the last wisp of alien sword energy, the spirit bell almost turned into a ball of water-blue light, and its magic power surged, suddenly emitting a melodious sound.
The voice was deep and heavy, and compared to the original crisp voice, it had an indescribable sense of majesty and solemnity.
Invisible ripples vibrated in the air, deafening and lasting for a long time, as if even the soul was shaken by the sound.
It's like a sword of wisdom slashing at the soul, cutting off all the dust and distracting thoughts. The sound of the bell enters the ears, ethereal and ethereal like a fairy.
"The power that acts directly on the soul can attack and kill the enemy, and can also enlighten the way."
Li Quanqing exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes were clear and his pupils were frighteningly bright.
This time I really found a treasure.
The sound of the bell gradually died down, and with a click, the clay pot filled with animal milk shattered, and a greedy little cat covered in milk stains slid out from the gap.
The Golden Flame Tiger had big, dazed eyes, as if it had just woken up. It sat there with its hind legs spread out, its belly round from eating so much, and its tail twitching.
[The tiger is full of power] Jin Yanhu: "I, Hu Ritian, love to drink animal milk the most, ow!" [Maturity: 5%]
"You little guy, you're addicted to drinking milk. Are you planning to become the Emperor of Beast Milk in the future?"
Li Quanqing found it funny and used clean water to wash the tiger cub.
When the tiger cub saw that he was going to take a bath, his face was full of resistance. His four paws grasped the edge of the table and refused to let go. Unfortunately, he was no match for the hateful black hand that fell from the sky.
Finally, the golden fur exploded and the whole little tiger cub became fatter. Then, he was thrown into the warm and soft tiger den.
Not far from the tiger's nest, there is another nest containing the Qingfeng crane's eggs, filled with spiritual sand and constant temperature talismans.
At this moment, after being baptized by the sound of the bell, an eggshell cracked and a bald crane baby came out.
The little Qingfeng crane looks no different from a newborn chick, with pink and tender skin, only a layer of light yellow fluff covering its body, and two thin and long legs.
"Haw!"
The Qingfeng Crane opened its beak and called out, and before it even opened its eyes, it already knew it was looking for someone to feed it.
Its pointed mouth opened wide, almost bigger than its head, and it kept trembling and screaming.
Li Quanqing took out the prepared food, which was some kind of prepared liquid food, and fed it drop by drop into the baby crane's mouth.
After eating and drinking, the crane cub raised its butt, lay in the eggshell and fell asleep. It was also a big eater.
Only at this time did Li Quanqing have the energy to check the changes in the Zhenhai Bell.
The originally ice-blue color of the clock has become even deeper, with a sense of blue like the sea. The sunlight outside the window is refracted on the patterned surface, sparkling as if it is constantly changing.
"Hey, why do I feel like that crack has gotten smaller? Is it an illusion?"
Li Quanqing stared intently for a long time before realizing that this was not his illusion.
The Zhenhai Bell was indeed recovering slowly under the nourishment of the magical power of the blue sea.
At the crack, strands of magical power are entangled and intertwined. Looking through the cross-section, one can vaguely see blurry small words emerging.
It seems to be a... scripture?
Li Quanqing enlarged the Zhenhai Bell and wanted to take a closer look, but unfortunately the font was still many times smaller than an ant, making him dizzy.
"It must be because the bell has not been completely repaired. The auctioneer was right. I really found a wonderful ancient scripture!"
Li Quanqing was so happy that he couldn't suppress his smile.
This change was possible because he discovered the remaining sword energy and eliminated it completely.
Secondly, it was also because of the "Blue Sea Tide Rising Technique". This technique was quite compatible with the Zhenhai Bell, which made the spirituality of the bell completely recognize him.
"Could it be that the ruins where the Zhenhai Bell was excavated have some connection with my Li family?"
Li Quanqing stroked his chin and thought.
He knew that the master of Li family's ancestor was a very extraordinary person, and was suspected to be a disciple or successor of a certain large sect. Unfortunately, the entire sect had been destroyed long ago.
Finally, he couldn't make it on the mainland, so he went to the East China Sea to open up new land.
"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about this. It's too far away from me."
Li Quanqing was holding the Zhenhai Bell, and he was sure that this scripture should be related to the soul.
The stronger the spiritual body, the greater the probability of obtaining inheritance.
Thinking of this, the young man took out the Taiyin Soul Nourishing Water, dripped a few drops on his eyes again, and slowly meditated on the artistic conception of the bright moon rising over the sea.
These soul nourishing waters have almost been consumed, with only two or three bottles left.
Fortunately, a new batch of moon shells have been raised in Yulongpo. Once they mature, they can continue to be used without having to be saved.
Li Quanqing stayed on the Mountain Moving Cloud Boat for a few more days. After he had used up all the spirit stones in his pocket, he returned to Yulong Island contentedly, holding the tiger cub.
(End of this chapter)