Li Chuan looked attentively.
The sun caressed the eyes, and everything in front of them slowly dissipated like a dream, and the field of vision was divided into two parts, one side was gorgeous, and the other was gray.
In the gorgeous light, flowing dots and horizontal lines danced lightly in the mysterious space; on the other side of the darkness, the outlines of the dots and horizontal lines were blurred, like dim dust, sinking in the dry and decaying past.
The two parts gradually stacked together, and what he finally saw were seven fragments floating between light and darkness.
To repair this Tianyin pot, he had to remove the dark parts and put them back together again.
Li Chuan reached out and picked up the smallest fragment and looked closely. All the dots and horizontal lines inside were constantly changing. He found a needle from the clear water ring and tried to pick out the gray dots and horizontal lines.
The needle is still too big.
When he put down the needle and thought about what to pick, he saw his hand, which was slightly glowing with golden light. Between his index finger and thumb, he was holding a small golden needle as small as a light.
Now it's appropriate.
He started to pick it up.
Every time he had to concentrate, calculate the position, plunge into the gray dot, and then pull it out; the gray horizontal was more troublesome, and he had to slowly pull it out after it was anchored.
It would be nice to have tweezers. Um? Aren’t those in your hands just tweezers? It's getting easier and smoother, and I can even calculate the movements of dots and horizontal lines, and drag out a series of them at once.
At this time, Gong Er and Pang San came out of seclusion.
Seeing Li Chuan sitting in the yard, they were about to speak out when Wen Guying, who was standing aside, waved to them. They understood and walked to Wen Guying. Gong Er asked in a low voice: "Is the eldest brother repairing the Tianyin pot?"
Wen Guying nodded: "Yes."
The movements of the second male and the third male were lighter.
They saw Li Chuan holding a fragment in his hands and looking at it intently.
But from time to time there would be some cracking sounds, and it seemed like dust was falling from his fingers.
The world of dots and horizontal lines kept magnifying in front of Li Chuan's eyes. Suddenly he saw a golden horizontal line twisted unnaturally. He broke it and smoothed it, and then saw some dust coming from the twisted place. spread. This is an old wound. Li Chuan had a clear understanding in his heart. During the selection process, he seemed to be having a conversation with Tianyinhu.
The magic weapon was born 30,000 years ago. During these long years, it has witnessed too many magnificent scenery and experienced countless battles of life and death. At this moment, the memories of all these seem to be flowing in Li Chuan's hands. Surrounding him, the gentle and gentle voice spanned time and space and echoed clearly in his ears.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
Time passed by minute by minute. He had no idea that it was already dark, and hanging high above him was a huge luminous pearl.
He enjoys such simple work. Just like when he was on the construction site, it was very tiring, but it was also very simple. In his small place, the money was not too little. In the future, if he doesn't have the strength to do anything anymore, he will rely on the money he has saved to make ends meet. As for the rest, his family's inferior genes are all in him, so there is no point in passing them on.
The second day, the third day... finally all seven fragments became clear.
It's time to put it together.
Fortunately, the base is still intact. Li Chuan thought, placed the base in the middle, pressed the pieces in place, and put them up. Without stickiness, the void would stand. So he put down the pieces one by one. When he put down the last piece, he felt a burst of brightness in front of his eyes. The crystal-white light poured down from his hands like running water. Many figures flashed past in the light, carrying with it The mark of history then dissipates, the shadow left by the successive owners of this Tianyin teapot.
Finally, he saw a man with patches all over his body and disheveled hair, holding a hammer and hammering a plain-colored pot over and over again. The sound of the hammer echoed through the sky, and the pot gradually took on a jade color. The aura was quietly born through repeated beatings. Tens of thousands of runes changed into thousands of shapes, and mysterious totems were driven into the body of the pot one by one.
The first glimmer of light penetrated the clouds and spread down. Amidst the sound of heavenly music, the Tianyin Pot was born.
Gong Er and Pang San saw Li Chuan stand up, and the Tianyin pot was floating in front of him, as if there was a glimmer of light coming through.
There was a figure standing in front of Li Chuan, the man with disheveled hair.
"Artisans build utensils and condense their hard work and soul into them, and then the artifact is born. Even if you can mend its shape, how can you mend its charm?" The man raised the hammer in his hand and smashed it against the Tianyin pot. , "The Tianyin Pot has been broken, and there is no more Tianyin Pot in the world."
Li Chuan blocked it with his hand. The pain made his whole body bow. After he recovered a little, he saw the figure hit him with a hammer again. He gritted his teeth and continued to block it, "Since you made the Tianyin Pot, Yes, you want to destroy it, I have no objection, but why didn't you speak out earlier? Now I have poked it tens of thousands of times, and my eyes are going to go blind. You come to talk about the charm of my hard work, isn't my hard work? Hard work?"
The more he talked, the angrier he became.
Every hole in this piece is his hard work!
"You said that without charm, there is no charm? On the contrary, I feel that the current Tianyin teapot has more charm than before!" Li Chuan's theoretical knowledge of weapon refining that he had gained in the past few days flashed through his mind. "I've wanted to say it for a long time. The body of the Tianyin pot is large and thin. It has a hundred runes smelted. There is no defense, otherwise it would not be broken easily. The tone is too rough and there are no partitions. , causing the different energy reactions to be completely inaudible, and it looks like it was done by someone who doesn’t know the rhythm!”
The figure was irritated. He looked condescendingly at Li Chuan and asked:
"What do you know!"
"Do you know how to use runes?"
"Do you know the law of mutual reinforcement of materials?"
"Do you understand the laws of heaven?"
"..."
"Without these... would this still be a Tianyin pot?"
Questions lingered in Li Chuan's ears.
"I understand "The Classic of Patterns." Li Chuan suddenly calmed down. He took out a pen and an inkstone, looked around, walked to a Bai Ying plant, pulled off the largest leaf, and left. Returned to the table.
"Brother, why are you pulling the leaves again?" Gong Er asked, looking at Li Chuan's actions.
Wen Guying made another soft gesture, and then said softly: "He is in a very mysterious state now, and we cannot disturb him."
"Is eldest brother also going to have an epiphany?" Gong Erxiao asked in a low voice.
"I'm afraid..." Wen Guying made a hand gesture and placed a layer of restrictions, "I'm afraid this Tianyin Pot will not be able to return to Tianyumen."
Li Chuan picked up the pen without realizing it, dipped it in ink, and drew circles of ripples on the leaves. The surging pattern became extremely clear in his mind.
The ink spots on the leaves flowed.
"There are no words." The other three suddenly said in a low voice.
"Eldest brother can write heavenly books." Gong Er said with admiration in his eyes.
After drawing the last dot, Li Chuan pressed the leaf against the Tianyin pot hanging in the air and squeezed it tightly. The black ink dots quickly filled the holes in the Tianyin pot, and then the white The light spreads outward.
The meek and gentle voice sounded like ripples, spreading out layer by layer and echoing throughout Tianju Mountain.
"Chapter 11 of "Miao Zhang Jing", exercise your power immediately." Wen Gu said to Gong Er and Pang San.
The two demons immediately closed their eyes and started practicing.
Wen Guying kneaded a few more magic formulas, and his spiritual thoughts flew out quickly. Soon the bell rang, and the mountain-protecting formation of the Four Gods Palace started to operate at this moment.
No one can see what's going on.
The next moment, the skylight curved and poured down, like the Milky Way bending down, and fell on the Tianyin pot that Li Chuan was holding tightly.
Everyone on Tianju Mountain looked here. After realizing what happened, they stopped what they were doing and meditated on the spot.
The Tianyin Pot was played every time, and countless moral principles were contained in it.
And Li Chuan felt very sad.
He felt something being pulled out of his body and poured into the pot. He wanted to let go, but his body seemed to be out of his control.
He saw that his hands were visibly shriveled and his hair was wrinkled. It took a lot of hard work. Did it really take a lot of hard work? His body was weak, his eyes were dazzled, and his thoughts were intermittent.
When the light dissipated, he fell down on the table and then slumped to the ground like noodles.
The shaggy-haired man disappeared, and before disappearing, he smiled.
Being calculated.
The Tianyin pot rolled twice on the table and stopped.
It is very different from its original appearance. It seems to be smaller. The jade-colored pot body is mixed with green and black lines. The biggest change is the spout, which has changed from a petal shape to a round mouth, with an oblique shape. A green leaf hangs.
…
When Li Chuan woke up, it was dark outside the window.
Just as he tried to sit up, he heard the sound of flapping wings, and Gonger flew down from the table, "Brother, are you awake? What do you think?"
Li Chuan thought he would be very weak, but after sitting up, he felt light and full of energy. He even wanted to go out for a few steps.
He asked: "How long have I slept?"
"Three days." The third person replied.
Li Chuan looked at his hands, which were rough but healthy.
"Where's the Tianyin Pot?" he asked.
Gong Er said: "Senior Brother Wen took it away. If he asks you to wake up, tell him and I will call him."
Before Li Chuan could react, Gong Er flew away from the window.
Li Chuan asked the third person next to him: "How do I look now? Am I still normal?"
The third person replied: "It's normal now."
"Now? What about before?"
"There was only a layer of human skin left before," the third person answered honestly. He pointed to a fruit on the plate on the table with his tongs, "Elder brother asked us to feed you the liquid in this fruit, once every hour. , you are slowly getting better."
Li Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"But Senior Brother said..."
"What?" Li Chuan became nervous again.
"However, you can't use energy to refine the medicinal properties, so every day from now on, it's best to run around Tianju Mountain to digest the medicinal properties." Wen Guying walked in happily, holding a fairy pot in his hand, " Brother Li, you scared me. I just asked you to add a magic weapon, and you made such a big noise. I just went to count and found that there were more than 20 disciples who listened to the sound of the Tianyin Pot. , I suddenly had an epiphany.”
Li Chuan was unhappy, "Feng Guying, do you think I can die a good death?"
"It can, of course it can," Wen Guying put the Tianyin Pot in front of him, "This Tianyin Pot is now connected to your mind, and you can use it without the control of your mind. As for its magical functions, you need to It’s up to Brother Li to figure it out on his own.”
Then he added, "I'm not a weapon refiner, so I don't understand it very well, but it's not good for other weapon refiners to see it."
"Don't you need to return it to Tianyu Sect?" Li Chuan was confused.
"It has already recognized you as its master. It will be embarrassing if you don't return it. It's better not to return it. This matter happened because of me. I will make up for it at Tianyumen. But when Xuantai Lingguang Society comes, Brother Li finally Please join me and explain the situation to Tianyu Sect."
Li Chuan nodded in agreement. He was also a little reluctant to part with it.
He picked up the Tianyin pot, felt the connection between his mind and heart, and sighed, "Finally, I got a leaf."
(End of chapter)
