Chapter 779 Silkworm Hammer
Song Chunxue didn't quite understand what her senior brother was saying.
What are you holding?
Lord Zhao looked at the compass in her hand, and his expression changed.
Master Han reached out and grabbed it, then looked at Song Chunxue in surprise upon closer inspection.
Where did you get this?
Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Isn't it an ordinary compass? My daughter-in-law said that her grandfather obtained it many years ago and thought it would be useful for me since I cultivate Taoism, so she gave it to me on the second day after our wedding."
Although she felt that this compass was easier to use than ordinary compasses and should be quite valuable.
But the fact that the two Taoist priests from the capital showed such expressions made her realize that this compass was even more extraordinary.
Master Han laughed, then shook his head helplessly. "Lord Zhao, isn't it infuriating? If we had known it would be like this, why did we bother? We could have just waited for her to wake up and given her directions. Why did we have to go through all this trouble?"
Song Chunxue was puzzled: how could the compass also find the entrance?
She simply followed the pointer and Wuyou's lead without giving it much thought.
“Yes,” Lord Zhao also took the compass and examined it carefully. “We have so many treasures that we went to great lengths to find, and she just delivered them to our doorstep.”
It seems that her daughter-in-law brought her great fortune.
This is such a precious item, I must make it up to them when I get back.
Do you know what this is called?
Song Chunxue answered honestly, "Not called a compass?"
“It is a compass, but it is not simple. We had only seen it in ancient books before. Now that we have seen it with our own eyes, we both agree that it is the long-lost treasure that has been scattered among the people – the Palm of Heaven and Earth. In fact, it also has a resounding name, the Qiankun Mirror.”
The Mirror of Heaven and Earth?
The name "Xue" sounds incredibly powerful.
Song Chunxue then realized that it was truly a treasure, since ordinary objects don't usually have special names.
But would a wandering Taoist priest really give away something so valuable so easily?
"Senior Brother, could it be that you've mistaken someone else?" Song Chunxue didn't think she was that lucky. "There are many talented people in this world, and there must be more than one powerful compass..."
As she finished speaking, she watched as Master Han performed some kind of magic, and the compass suddenly unfolded layer by layer from a small square box into a large, thin compass, about the size of a kang (a heated brick bed), with various runes in concentric circles. A water mirror appeared in the center, showing a view overlooking the palace, and even the three characters "Baiyun Temple" flashed across the mirror.
It's truly remarkable; this compass can see anywhere in the world you want to see.
That was the imperial palace; the tall and majestic palace grew smaller and smaller, as if it were flying higher and higher with the mirror, disappearing into the clouds.
This is amazing.
Master Han exchanged another glance with the other master, and then laughed.
"Now I understand why Zhang Chengxuan said he sometimes gets so angry in front of this junior brother. Who wouldn't be envious of something so precious?" Master Han played with it in his hand. "Let me borrow it for a couple of days."
Song Chunxue nodded, "Okay, I'm not very good at using it, it would be a waste if I used it."
Master Han picked up the compass and waved it at Lord Zhao, saying, "Your junior brother is very generous. Let me play with it until I'm done."
Lord Zhao sighed helplessly, "You can play, I don't have anything I want to see. Business is important, it seems someone is coming, let's go inside and take a look."
With these two treasures, he no longer needed to look for other entrances; this must be the entrance.
"Let's go." Master Han walked ahead, holding the compass.
Wu Bing followed at the back and couldn't help but look at the three people in front of him, thinking that true masters don't care about leaking information.
Just now, she thought she would be executed for discovering the secret.
That makes sense, though, since they are all cultivators, unlike those cold-blooded and ruthless superiors.
They have plenty of ways to make her forget about it.
Before leaving the capital, she felt that the two sisters might have a tragic fate. It was said that Lord Xie had never remarried after divorcing his first wife, probably because he deeply hated women.
Now that I've encountered a Taoist nun who's always with me, her temperament must be unpredictable, and ordinary people wouldn't be able to get along with her.
It seems now that rumors can spread like wildfire, and those self-righteous scoundrels immersed in the pursuit of fame and fortune are unlikely to see the truth.
Lord Xie has clearly met a fellow practitioner. The reason he left the capital was to stay away from trouble and corrupt people.
As they climbed the steps, the cave before them grew wider and wider, until a stone door blocked their way.
“Junior brother, come here,” Lord Zhao said to Song Chunxue, pointing to the stone gate. “Hold Wuyou’s hand and open this door. You can say whatever you want.”
"..." No matter what she said, it stumped her.
Is it really that hasty and simple?
She had read similar stories before, which involved finding a spell to open a door, several keys, or several guardian artifacts.
Why does the eldest brother think so simply?
But since the other person was more knowledgeable than her, she couldn't very well raise her own questions. She couldn't very well say that the other person had read it in a storybook, could she?
I'm probably going to get yelled at.
She stood before the stone gate, holding Wuyou in her hand, and placed her hand on the stone gate.
“Let’s try drawing some blood,” Lord Zhao suggested earnestly. “Perhaps it’s because there’s no spiritual energy to activate it. This cave is too old and needs some human presence to open, and you are the owner of this sword.”
Upon hearing this, Wuyou became very excited, as he enjoyed drinking blood.
Song Chunxue frowned; cutting her wrist or her finger was quite painful.
In comparison, cutting your wrist is better, since you have to use your fingers all the time, and constant bumps and knocks make them heal slowly.
She had barely picked up Wuyou, before she even touched her skin, when Wuyou had already cut open her skin on its own, and blood gushed out.
Wuyou immediately flew to where the blood had fallen and caught it without missing or splashing, absorbing it all.
The blood stopped gushing out, and Wuyou even jumped up and rubbed it against the wound, not wasting a single drop.
"..." This sword is like her eating noodle soup; after finishing, she still has to lick the bowl clean!
This action made others burst into laughter.
Suddenly, Wuyou was surrounded by a halo of light, which plunged straight into the crevice of the stone cave. It then gradually grew larger and longer, eventually opening up the crevice.
"..." So, it's not that Wuyou has any connection with this place, it's just that Wuyou can grow bigger?
Just then, everyone heard footsteps coming from a nearby cave, and the others found their way there.
"Hurry, Wuyou, hurry up!" Song Chunxue urged, "Someone's coming."
The stone door, which had been pried open by about a foot, stopped resisting and slowly opened.
Lord Zhao found it somewhat amusing, "I never knew it could be done like that. I should have used my silkworm hammer."
As the name suggests, a silkworm hammer can be made of silkworm silk or shaped like an iron hammer.
Even the slightest gap can allow the silkworm silk to slip through and transform into a hammer, capable of carving a path. This makes it the ideal weapon for assassins or survivors.
Everyone walked through the stone gate together. Wu Bing turned to look outside and heard footsteps coming from afar. She felt anxious, thinking that it would be good if the gate could be closed.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the heavy stone door slammed shut amidst the shouts of the crowd.
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