Chapter six hundred and eighty seventh Shu Yun Cup
I patted his shoulder hard: "Then you are hesitating!"?
Yan Xiaotian: "No...that's it, Zuo Youdao, I'm going to tell you, I really... I really don't have that courage."
I said, "This doesn't require much courage. You just need to think clearly about what you are going to do. For your master's wife, for Baiwu Mountain, and for the friendship between Baiwu Mountain and Jihunzhuang, you must do this."
Yan Xiaotian frowned: "Where do you have so many 'for'? Alas, let me try it. I just don't know what kind of trouble the elders will make if my attitude becomes tough."
I said, "Your cultivation is still too low now, and your personal strength is not enough to suppress the Elders' Council. I think you should find a confidant who can entrust all the affairs of Baiwushan. In the future, someone will help you manage the affairs of all the sects in the future, and you can go into seclusion like your master, and save up your Taoism."
"Oh, let's talk about it," Yan Xiaotian sighed and said to me: "There are still many things to be dealt with later. Those people offered by Cai Chun need to deal with, the matter of the Elders compressing equity needs to be dealt with, and the main hall... I don't know if they have dug up those bottles."
I said, "I don't know, so I'd better go over and take a look. Oh, I can't walk anymore, why don't you carry me on your back and practice your foot strength."
Yan Xiaotian: "Come on, I'm just your weight of more than 200 pounds. Before I could get you to the hall, I lay down first. Come on, I'd better support you, let's leave quickly."
I'm still walking quickly, I can't walk anymore.
With the help of Yan Xiaotian, I returned to the hall stumblingly. Mr. Zhang and his friends had already smashed the stone slabs in the center of the hall and began to excavate the foundation that had mixed with a large amount of gravel.
I can't do physical work now, so I found a quiet little corner and sat down. Yan Xiaotian went to help Master Zhang and the others, and Xian'er and Luo Fei came over to chat with me.
I was really tired at that time. After chatting with them for a few minutes, I leaned on the chair and fell asleep. In a daze, I felt that someone had covered me with a blanket.
I slept for seven or eight hours. When I woke up, Liu Shangang and Yan Xiaotian were standing next to me and chatting.
I stood up and tried to move my hands and feet. In addition to the soreness on my back, I felt almost gone.
Liu Shangang asked me: "How is it? Have you stopped?"
"It's almost done, I'm just hungry now."
Liu Shangang immediately ran to get the compressed biscuits, and I asked Yan Xiaotian: "Have you dug out something?"
Yan Xiaotian: "Three bottles have been dug out, and they are still digging now."
Mr. Zhang came over with a three-color porcelain.
I don’t know much about porcelain. The thing in Erye’s hand is not like a bottle, but like a wine cup with an enlarged size.
The second master came to me and handed me the things in his hand, saying, "This is what Master Zhou Tian and the others are looking for. I don't understand why they called it a bone-pressing bottle. This should be a set of Shuyun Cups that were lost during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms."
I took the porcelain and looked carefully. In my impression, Tang Sancai's porcelain should be mainly yellow, green and white, but the thing in front of me was blue, green and white. Curly white clouds were engraved with curly white clouds, and blue and green were divided into two halves on the upper and lower parts in large areas, which should represent the sky and the earth.
The porcelain has a strong spiritual charm, and it also emits a smell of fragrant wood.
I asked Mr. Zhang: "What is the origin of this thing?"
The second master pointed to the porcelain in my hand: "It is said that Yuan Tiangang set up an altar on the shore of the Wei River. When his disciples dug stakes, they dug out six porcelain cups from the sand and engraved them with 'Blue sky floating white, and thousands of miles of green onions'. Yuan Tiangang sighed that the spiritual charm on the porcelain cup was pure and powerful, so he collected it to make a sacrificial utensil, named it "Shuyun Cup". After Yuan Tiangang became eternal, this set of Shuyun Cup was stored in the palace until Zhu Wen usurped the Tang Dynasty and Emperor Zhaozong of Tang was forced to move the capital to Luoyang. The Shuyun Cup disappeared, but he did not expect it to fall into Baiwushan's hands."
Liu Shangang asked the second master: "Second Master, this is the first time you have seen these things. How can you know so thoroughly?"
The second master smiled and said, "This is what our old husband family does."
After simply responding to this sentence, Mr. Zhang had no further information. Liu Shangang looked at him eagerly and waited for him to continue talking.
I have no interest in the origin of the Shuyun Cup. I only know that the bone meal on it is very likely to be an evil thing. No matter how expensive it is, it must be completely destroyed.
I asked Mr. Zhang Er: "I heard from Yan Xiaotian that three have been dug out?"
Mr. Zhang Er: "We just dug out all the remaining three Shuyun cups. What should we do? You can do it."
I nodded and said to Yan Xiaotian: "Prepare several hammers, get some alcohol, uh... there are nine white candles, which are thick and are not more than one foot long."
Yan Xiaotian sighed: "Oh, just torment me, okay, wait, I'll have someone find you."
After saying that, Yan Xiaotian greeted a few people and asked them to go out to find what I wanted.
I tried to press the body of Shuyun Cup with my palm, which was very hard and slippery. Mr. Zhang asked me from the side: "You want a hammer, don't you want to smash it?"
I nodded: "That's what I think."
Mr. Zhang frowned: "Shuyun Cup is said to be harder than the black tortoise shell, and it may not be able to be smashed."
I said, "It depends on the texture, it is indeed very hard. I plan to burn it with fire first, and then put the hammer after it cools down. Yan Xiaotian!"
Yan Xiaotian heard my voice and came over: "What's the matter?"
I thought about it and said, "I remember there seems to be an ice room here in Baiwu Mountain, and there is still ice there?"
Yan Xiaotian: "Of course there is, do you want to use ice cubes?"
After I nodded, Yan Xiaotian waved to several disciples who entered the room not far away: "You guys, go to the ice room to get some ice cubes, it's going to be big."
The few people left the hall immediately without saying a word of nonsense.
About an hour later, the people who had been paid by Yan Xiaotian before came back with their things, and finally the few people who went out brought a large piece of ice brick.
I first applied oil on the Shuyun Cup, ignited the oil with fire, and then asked Yan Xiaotian to set up a pile of firewood and burn the cup until the cup was burned red. I first cooled it slightly with water, then smashed the ice tiles, and forced the broken ice to cool the Shuyun Cup, which was still hot just now, and frozen it.
No matter how hard the Shuyun Cup is, the spiritual charm on it is affected by the great yang and yin, and it quickly becomes scattered and the cup body becomes crispy.
I simply cleaned up the ice that was attached to the porcelain cup, picked up the hammer, and smashed it hard.
But even though the Shuyun Cup had become crisp, with my full blown blow, there was only a small gap at the mouth of the cup.
As soon as the mouth of the cup was broken, a large amount of pure spiritual charm jumped out of it. The spiritual charm also contained an anxiety-wrenching evil spirit. Everyone present couldn't help but frown.
Mr. Zhang also picked up an iron hammer and swung it against the Shuyun Cup with me. His strength was strong enough that every hammer could smash the Shuyun Cup into a deep hole, and the spirit was leaked. I asked Liang Houzai to take the others away first. Only Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhang were left in the hall.
Just the first Shuyun Cup, it took half an hour for me and Erye to completely break it up. Then I poured oil on the fragments and ignited them. After the fire was lifted, I placed nine candles around the fire ball, and used the spiritual charm of the soul-fixing talisman to drive the candlelight, burning the spiritual charm emitted from the Shuyun Cup bit by bit.
Six Shuyun Cups, it took a long time for Mr. Zhang and I to completely destroy them. During this period, there was not enough ice bricks and oil, and Yan Xiaotian also asked someone to prepare some again.
When the spirit of the last Shuyun Cup was burned out by the candlelight, Master Zhang Er wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and said with some regret: "What a pity, the Shuyun Cup that has been passed down for thousands of years has disappeared."
I looked at the dimmering fire ball and couldn't help but shake my head: "It shouldn't have existed."
Mr. Zhang: "What are the plans next? Stay in Baiwu Mountain and help Yan Xiaotian deal with those elders?"
I still shook my head: "Let him deal with the rest of the matter yourself. I have to go back to Bohai Bay and ask my master for some things."
Yan Xiaotian and the others felt the spirit dissipate and returned to the hall.
After entering the hall, Yan Xiaotian looked at the ground burned black and the beams of the smoked yellow, and said to me with some complaints: "Can you go outside the hall to do these things? Alas, it seems that the hall has to be redecorated again."
I didn't respond to him, but just asked Liu Shangang: "Have you contacted Senior Brother Zhuang?"
Liu Shangang nodded: "Brother Zhuang and the others will arrive in the afternoon."
I nodded and turned to Yan Xiaotian and said, "We have a lot of things to do here. When Senior Brother Zhuang comes, I will leave."
"So anxious?" Yan Xiaotian stared at me with wide eyes: "The matters at the Presbyterian Church have not been handled yet."
I patted Yan Xiaotian on the shoulder: "It depends on you in the Presbyterian Church. Be tough. This may be your last chance."
Yan Xiaotian stared at me, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.
At about 3:00 p.m. that day, Senior Brother Zhuang brought Dawei and the others. As in the past, their mission this time was to detain prisoners. In addition, Senior Brother Zhuang and his team also informed several major families in Baiwushan. Since they joined forces with the Burial Cultivation many times, it is impossible to determine how many people in the family are members of the Burial Cultivation. Therefore, in the next few years, the organization will conduct a continuous investigation on them and let them cooperate with the work.
This is my last favor for Yan Xiaotian. Several major families have become suspects. In recent times, they should not dare to be too arrogant. Yan Xiaotian should be more easy to deal with when reducing equity.
After Brother Zhuang left, we bid farewell to Yan Xiaotian and embarked on a journey back to the Bohai Sea.
On the road, Liang Houzai talked about our childhood somehow. He sighed a little, saying that although we often followed our master outside when we were teenagers and experienced many dangers, every time we dealt with one thing, there was still time to rest. But now, one thing is always coming to the door before we finish it, and the days have turned into a circle and running around constantly.
Such days made him feel breathless.
It’s not just Liang Houzai, but after such a long time, everyone can’t stand it.
However, Mr. Zhang said that life like this usually lasts for twenty or thirty years. When we cultivate the next generation, we will be in a semi-retired state. At that time, life will become idle.
I don’t believe what Mr. Zhang said. I remember that at the beginning, my master wanted to train me and walked around, and was busy every day. He had not had a few days of rest until his master passed away.
People like us who experience life and death too early, and their minds are almost ripened, and they can be regarded as people without childhood. Now, we are in a great age, but we cannot experience the beauty of youth.
Chapter completed!