Hearing this, Yinshan lowered his eyes and returned to the chessboard.
She didn't think long.
"According to rumors and records, during that period, he frequently collected all kinds of precious materials, either personally going to dangerous places to collect them, or trading them with others. Many of them were rare in the world, and they have disappeared since he acquired them."
Beast God: "What are those materials used for?"
"It has different uses and a very wide range, involving almost all human arts. The possibility of using it to upgrade the mirror is very small."
The beast god was silent.
For a long time, a murmur sounded in the clouds and mist:
"What does he want to do..."
Yinshan stared at the chessboard intently, rubbing the sunspot with his fingertips.
"If you want to know this, you can start with the reason why he left Taichu Guan."
Beast God: "The news is that he had a conflict with six other people and left the sect in anger. He has never interfered in the affairs of Taichu Guan ever since. Isn't that right?"
Yin Shan: "That's true. But with Li Chengkong's strength and prestige at that time, what kind of contradiction could prevent others from giving in?"
Beast God: "The human race has always been fond of internal fighting, entanglements of love and hatred, conflicts of interest, differences in ideas, or factional struggles, for no other reason than this."
"Infighting?"
Yinshan repeated these two words softly.
"What can those six people do to fight with Li Chengkong?"
The beast god didn't answer.
Yin Shan: "Even if they form an alliance and fight, it won't be Li Chengkong who leaves."
The beast god was thoughtful and said: "A dispute that has nothing to do with internal fighting..."
"Li Chengkong was unreasonable in this dispute. He felt guilty, so he gave in and walked away."
Yinshan said, his eyes still not leaving the chessboard.
The voice in the mist suddenly became deeper:
"A dispute of this magnitude... has only one possibility."
After a brief pause, two very heavy words were poured out by the clouds:
"Human race."
Following this line of thought, the Beast God ignored Yinshan's reaction and continued speaking on his own:
"The occurrence of their conflicts is related to the fate of the human race. Only in this way, other people will not hesitate to confront Li Chengkong, and Li Chengkong will be able to give in."
"What Li Chengkong wanted to do might be detrimental to the human race, so he was opposed by others. He knew he was in the wrong and simply left."
"It requires a lot of materials, affects the fate of the human race, and cannot control the results - what exactly will it be?"
At this point, he seemed to have reached an impasse and his voice fell silent.
After a moment, the voice turned and asked: "Yinshan, what do you think?"
no respond.
"Yinshan?"
The other party turned a deaf ear, as if all his mind was immersed in the endgame.
The beast god lowered his voice: "Yinshan."
Yinshan's pupils moved slightly and he said, "What are you asking?"
"...I asked you what you have figured out."
"No."
"..."
The clouds were motionless.
As if there was a confrontation, there was silence for a while.
Then, Yinshan spoke out again:
"You are asking today because you suspect that the mysterious disappearance of the Hollow Worm is related to the backhand he left behind. And now, you suspect that that thing is the trump card he prepared for the human race."
"You're right."
Yinshan: "Instead of guessing, it's better to give it a try."
The beast god said nothing.
"The battle against the beasts, a crushing victory, can help the demon clan to arouse their fighting spirit, and can also reassure the beast kings."
The beast god remained speechless.
After an unknown amount of time, the clouds and mist dispersed silently.
The sunspot that Yin Shan had been holding in his hand for a long time finally fell.
One child is determined, the world is turned upside down, life and death are different.
…
Star Island.
In front of Jing Yingrong was a large urn made of spiritual energy. The urn contained a grey-green semi-viscous liquid that was bubbling.
The part below the sword grid of Jisha Sword was immersed in the liquid, and she was holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, stirring it slowly and evenly in the urn.
Nearby, Ji Yanzhu controls the strange fire "Earth Yuan Heart" to burn a pile of brown cubes, and black smoke rises. Ji Qing Hairpin uses tree roots to roll up a few spiritual materials from time to time and adds them to the fire, making the smoke more intense; Ji Jie Dip the tip of the pen into a ball of floating purple-red powder, and brush a purple-red line vertically on the surface of the hollow insect corpse with each dip. The Jiyupao uses the sleeve part of the robe to carefully pat along the lines until the powder is completely absorbed by the body. absorb.
The body of the cave worm, which was originally as huge as a mountain, has now shrunk ten times, with a purple halo on the surface. The five tentacles have become particularly short, like five small protrusions, covered and wrapped by a layer of blue mud. .
After stirring for the 100th round, Jing Yingrong continued stirring in the opposite direction, and after another 100th round, changed the direction again.
Ji Sha Sword being used as a stirring tool: "You can't find a suitable stick on such a big island, can you?"
Jing Yingrong looked serious and was deaf.
Ji Sha Jian: "You really don't care about my feelings, do you?"
Jing Yingrong reacted now.
"You're very useful." She said in an extremely sincere tone.
"Even if you praise me in this way, I won't be happy."
"oh."
Jing Yingrong responded solemnly, but her movements didn't stop for a moment.
Ji Sha Jian was so angry that he was speechless.
After being quiet for a while, Ji Sha Jian seemed to be unable to bear it and asked in a complicated tone: "Don't you think this is very problematic?"
Jing Yingrong: "What's the problem?"
Ji Sha Jian: "The recipe for the pile of 'Tongyun Charcoal' you made says that it is refined twice with the Earth Yuan Heart. There will be no smoke, right? There is only the warm fragrance. Where is the warm fragrance? Do you smell it?' The smoked powder is clearly written as silver, so why did you get it purple? Is it really possible to just add it to the main ingredient? And what you are mixing now——'When it is blended, it will look like red clouds and be broken into pieces of gold. "Ripples" - the color is like red clouds! What is this thing that is gray but not green in autumn?!"
"..."
Jing Yingrong lowered her head silently, and her eyes met a bubble rising on the liquid surface. The gray and green bubble gradually expanded in her deep gaze, and finally exploded with a "pop".
"..."
She raised her head and looked at the pile of brown cubes being tempered, and then at the purple-red powder next to the hollow insect corpse.
His eyes finally fell on the mud-like substance wrapping the tentacles.
"You missed something."
"What?"
"That one should be as thin and stiff as a paper shell," she said with deep eyes and a serious expression, "but I don't know why, it looked like that after it was done."
"Thank you for having the nerve to say..."
Jing Yingrong remained silent - the movements did not stop during the process - and then whispered:
"I followed the recipe every step of the way."
"People can learn different results from the same exercise. I told you it was you..."
Ji Sha Jian's words were interrupted by Ji Yu Pao's cold voice:
"The recipe for Lao Shizi written by this Taotie fan is so unclear and ambiguous that it makes you have to bother to find the mirror yourself. It's really abominable!"
Ji Qinghao also said: "Yeah, I can't write it more clearly. There is a saying that a slight difference can make a huge difference. If the dishes are spoiled, you can't blame the mirror."
As soon as they said this, the downcast look in Jing Yingrong's brows and eyes was immediately wiped away, and she nodded with deep understanding.
"... Just spoil her."
After expressing these thoughts, Ji Sha Jian was completely speechless.
After stirring for hundreds more times, he probably gave up on himself. He shook the hilt of the Jisha Sword and broke away from Jing Yingrong's hand, and said angrily: "Okay, I'll do it myself."
"Oh, okay, keep this speed, it will take a hundred hits..."
"I know!"
