Chapter 26 Chapter 26 The Thousand Machine Bell shattered.
So, in the midst of the busy harvest, Qin Zhou discovered that the small mountain village had been upgraded.
When he successfully broke the spiritual essence and brought the entire mountain back to life, the level of the small mountain village was unlocked.
And now, as he harvested more and more Lingxin Fruits, he seemed to be gaining invisible experience points, and these experience points raised the level of the small mountain village to level two.
[The level of the small mountain village is upgraded, and the level of crops that can be planted in the spiritual field is +1]
In other words, he can plant second-level spirit heart fruit.
If that's the case, if he upgrades the small mountain village to level seven, can he also grow seventh-grade medicinal materials?
While thinking, Qin Zhou did not stop the work in his hands.
Fortunately, the three of them were all cultivators and could work without eating or drinking. If they were tired, Qin Zhou would take a spiritual pill and they would be full of energy again.
When night falls.
Finally all the Lingxin fruits were harvested.
At this time, Qin Zhou also discovered that Fourteen had not left yet.
"Can the soul bear it?"
Fourteen smiled and patted his Qiankun bag, "Don't worry, Village Chief, I came with plenty of preparations. I brought a lot of Guyuan Pills, so it won't be a problem to last for two or three days."
Where did the Gu Yuan Dan come from? Of course I borrowed it from my fifth brother!
Hearing him say this, Qin Zhou felt relieved and said, "Give me the elixir."
"The village chief is going to make medicine for me?" Fourteen said with a smile.
"Um."
Qin Zhou had no plans to rest.
The "severely injured" mark on the list of Fourteen was too conspicuous. Since he had already brought the soul-replenishing grass, there was no need to delay any longer.
Qin Zhou entered the alchemy room with the soul-replenishing grass and white crane tears.
Fourteen looked at his back from afar, feeling moved.
Turning around, he saw Chen San busy moving basket after basket of Lingxin Fruits into the warehouse, and Fourteen hurried over to help.
"Hey, I'll come too!"
"Little brother, how long have you been here... with the village chief?"
Chen San looked at the baby-faced immortal in front of him, and a sense of incongruity came over him, but he knew that this immortal was older than him anyway.
"About a month. The young master treats me very well. I was able to enter the immortal gate thanks to the young master."
Fourteen asked curiously: "What's your name?"
Chen San smiled and said, "My Lord, my name is Chen San."
Fourteen stepped on his right foot with his left foot and almost stumbled: "Your name is Chen San?"
Chen San was confused, "…What's wrong, Immortal Lord?"
"You're ranked third?" Fourteen couldn't believe it. The mortal in front of him had only been in front of the village chief for a month, and he could be ranked third? Although he was not a brother of the Lu family, any brother of the Lu family would be sad if he heard this!
Chen San scratched his head and said, "I am indeed the third in the family."
Fourteen then suddenly realized.
Oh, he misunderstood.
"It's okay, I'll help you move it." Fourteen squatted down and helped him move it. The bell on his wrist made a jingling sound because of the excessive movement.
Seeing this, Chen San quickly grabbed it and said, "Don't dirty your clothes, Immortal Lord. I heard from the young master that you are injured. Just take a rest, I'll take care of it."
After saying that, Chen San swiftly picked up the basket and walked inside.
Fourteen sighed as he watched.
What a nice guy.
With nothing to do, Fourteen turned around and went to the alchemy room.
Qin Zhou was grinding medicine in the alchemy room. The spiritual energy released by the soul-replenishing grass filled the entire alchemy room. When Fourteen saw the silhouette, he raised his foot and gently put it down, for fear of disturbing anything.
But the bell on his wrist still made bursts of noise, which startled him so much that he quickly covered the bell in his hand.
The ringing sound seemed to awaken long-lost memories.
"Village Chief, what is this?"
"It's Qianji Bell."
"Can I not do that?" Little Fourteen took a few steps back.
The young Little Fourteen didn't understand what it was. How could a young boy like him carry something that girls carry that jingles when he walks?
If his other brothers saw him, they would laugh at him!
With a bang, Xiao Shisi covered his head and almost cried when he saw his senior brother who was taller than him. Why did you hit him? You stinky Lu Yi!
"What the village chief gave you couldn't be some ordinary thing. None of the top ten brothers have it. This must be a reward for your good farming."
Little Fourteen didn't believe it. He doubted reasonably, "If it was really a good thing, you would have snatched it away long ago! You would also dislike it because it's just a bell!"
Lu Yi pushed the child and said, "Come on, it's a gift from the village chief, you really don't want it?"
Little Fourteen was reluctant, "...Yes."
After all, it was given by the village chief, and none of the top ten senior brothers have it.
"This is the Thousand Machine Bell. Fourteen is the innate holy body of all spirits, and the Thousand Machine Bell is the most suitable treasure for you."
Little Fourteen looked at the bell that had just been hung on his wrist, wrinkled his nose, and asked in confusion: "Village Chief, what is its use?"
"The Thousand Machine Bell can allow you to hear the voice of heaven and earth, and the echo of all spirits."
"In this world, there are only fourteen people who can use the Thousand Machine Bell."
Memories of the past came flooding back to his mind. Fourteen held the Thousand Machine Bell that was still on his wrist and sighed softly.
Although the village chief is partial, he is always willing to give to them.
"fourteen."
Hearing Qin Zhou's shout, Fourteen hurried in, "What's wrong, Village Chief?"
"Take down the Thousand Machine Bell."
Fourteen's hands trembled, and his lips turned pale with fear, "Village Chief, you..."
"Let me see." Qin Zhou, who was pounding medicine, put down the work in his hands, wiped his hands, and said to him.
Fourteen then breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought the village chief wanted to take the Thousand Machine Bell back.
Spiritual power surged out, and the Thousand Machine Bell automatically dispersed and fell into Qin Zhou's hands.
Qin Zhou took a closer look.
The Qianji Bell is indeed not the same as it was before. The Qianji Bell was originally golden. But now it seems to have been remodeled. The golden bell is wrapped in a layer of hollow stone shell, which is ink-colored and cold to the touch.
It is worth mentioning that on these stone shells, there are cracks that do not belong to them. Large and small, crisscrossing on the stone surface, and some of the cracks are so large that they create the current false appearance of "hollowing out", presenting a broken beauty as a whole.
Qin Zhou was very familiar with this stone shell.
It was exactly the thing called Thousand Machine Stone that Wen Jue mentioned when he saw it during the talent test that day.
Thousand Machine Stone and Thousand Machine Bell, only one word difference.
Now seeing the two combined, Qin Zhou finally understood what Wen Jue said that day.
It causes the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to resonate, allows one to glimpse into the will of heaven, foresee the future, and ultimately causes damage to the soul.
This is why Fourteen was 'seriously injured'.
Fourteen stood in front of the seated Qin Zhou, with his head slightly lowered. Having lived for nearly ten thousand years, he seemed like a child who had done something wrong, feeling scared and uneasy.
The village chief must be able to see that Qianjiling is not the same Qianjiling as before.
Yes, the village chief is the best weapon refiner in the world. The changes to the Thousand Machine Bell would definitely not escape his eyes.
Qin Zhou's eyes darkened, and there was something else in his eyes when he looked at Fourteen.
The existence of the Holy Body of All Souls is a miracle in itself. It is destined that he will be favored by heaven and earth and loved by all souls.
You should be the darling of heaven and earth since birth.
But now, he has been punished by heaven for defying heaven's will and exploring heaven's secrets, causing his soul to be damaged.
While sighing, Qin Zhou was more concerned about what kind of future Fourteen had predicted with the modified Thousand Machine Bell, which would cause the laws of heaven and earth to go against their original intentions and cause Fourteen, the Holy Body of All Spirits, to die.
After thinking about it, Qin Zhou still didn't ask.
Now that things have come to this, let’s leave it at that.
"Crack." With a light sound, Fourteen's eyes widened slightly, and he saw with his own eyes that the Thousand Machine Bell was crushed in Qin Zhou's hand.
No, it should be said that the outer shell of the Thousand Machine Bell was broken.
He just squeezed it lightly and it broke.
The inky black fragments scattered all over the ground. The Thousand Machine Bell finally revealed its original appearance, golden and brilliant, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn.
Fourteen didn't dare to breathe, his heart was in his throat.
He’s going to be kicked out of the village!
"Take it back." Qin Zhou raised his hand and returned the bell to him. "It's just a toy to relieve boredom. Don't attach any messy things to it in the future."
The Thousand Machine Bell was given to Fourteen in the hope that the child could listen to the spiritual music of the world and be free from worries.
If it is turned into a tool for prediction, its original purpose will be lost.
“…Okay.” Fourteen should have been happy that he didn’t get scolded, but for some reason, his heart was filled with bitterness.
For a moment, Fourteen wondered, if the village chief had never disappeared...
But in an instant, he wiped out the thought.
"Village chief, let me accompany you to make the elixir." Fourteen said with a smile.
Qin Zhou threw him a small wooden stool.
The Grand Elder of Qianji Divine Sect just sat obediently on the small stool beside the stove.
He put on the Qianji Bell again.
When I gently shake my hands, I can hear the sound of the warmest wind between heaven and earth, the rustling sound of a flowing stream, and the whispers of the flower spirits.
That is the voice of heaven and earth, the echo of all spirits.
It seems to be exactly the same as what I heard when I was young.
Fourteen was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions again, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Village Chief, aren't you going to use the White Crane Tears?"
"Those are the materials for refining the sixth-level Guyuan Pill. Refine your Guhun Pill first."
Fourteen wondered, "Who is the Guyuan Pill for?" He didn't seem to need it.
Qin Zhou paused, "A friend."
Fourteen didn't notice anything wrong.
I just thought, things have really changed.
If it were the village chief's biased personality, this extra pill would definitely have belonged to Lu Yi.
It’s different now.
But it’s not Lu Yi’s, which is really good! Fourteen thought happily.
…
At this time, Xuehua Pavilion, far away in the provincial capital, also won the first order from the sect for Qin Zhou.
"In that case, thank you very much, Pavilion Master Zhou." The green-clothed cultivator bowed and thanked him. "We will deliver two hundred sets of elixir materials to your door soon."
"You're welcome, elder."
Zhou Shilin raised his hand, and the people around him immediately stepped forward and escorted the guest out.
After they left, the person in charge said:
"They are from Medicine Valley."
"It's really strange. Medicine Valley and Yaoyue Sect are rivals. Yaoyue Sect relies on us, and Medicine Valley relies on Qilin Pavilion. Why would people from Medicine Valley come to us to buy pills?" The manager of Xuehua Pavilion was also puzzled, "Could it be that Qilin Pavilion can't even support the small sects under it?"
Zhou Shilin opened the list handed over by his subordinates, one hundred first-level elixirs, one hundred second-level elixirs, a total of two hundred elixirs. Under normal circumstances, he would not think it was a big deal, but what if these two hundred elixirs were all rare grade?
"It's not that I can't afford to support a small sect... I have other plans."
The Snow Flower Pavilion hadn't even announced the news of its precious elixirs yet. It had only put some precious elixirs in the pavilion, and people in the Medicine Valley smelled the scent and came here.
It was as if they had already known the origins of these rare treasures.
"Ask someone to deliver this order to Pingcheng and give it to Qinzhou." Zhou Shilin smiled. It was a profit anyway. He would make money by selling it to other sects, but he would be happier if he sold it to the sects under Qilinxuan.
It’s also a good opportunity to take this opportunity to test Qin Zhou’s background.
…
The people in Medicine Valley who had just walked out of the Snow Flower Pavilion couldn't help but start talking.
"Elder, why don't we go directly to Pingcheng to find that alchemist? Why are we rushing to send money to Xuehua Pavilion..."
"We want to make friends with each other, not enemies." The Medicine Valley Elder frowned. "There are many methods that can make a person lose an hour's memory without any error, but I have never seen such a method in elixirs."
In particular, this medicine is not harmful to the body.
He checked the bodies of Jin Ming and his senior brother, and apart from the loss of that memory, they had no other injuries. He couldn't even find the source of the excruciating pain they talked about.
He thought that anyone who could refine precious-grade elixirs and had such means must be a master from the upper realm.
"I have reported the situation of Jin Ming and the others to the sect in the upper realm. Once a doctor is sent from above, we will know the situation clearly. But before that... we must not offend the master alchemist in Pingcheng again."
Not only can't you offend.
You also have to find ways to make friends.
Giving money to the other party is the most direct method that Yaoshan Valley can think of.
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