With Han Zhong's death, the once lush green grass around him withered instantly, leaving only a pile of dry yellow grass.
Just moments ago, the view was vibrant with life, but a moment later, all that remained was deathly silence.
Even though they were all very knowledgeable and experienced, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Zuan couldn't help but complain, "That Han Zhong is so mysterious. Besides saying a lot of scary things to create a terrifying atmosphere, he doesn't provide any meaningful information."
Mi Li also frowned, Han Zhong's words casting a shadow over her heart.
Bi Linglong secretly sized up Mi Li. She was extremely curious about this mysterious woman who had suddenly appeared. She had a lot of questions she wanted to ask Zu An, but unfortunately, she didn't know how to ask in front of Mi Li.
Just then, a loud rumbling sound of collapse came from inside the temple.
The group rushed inside to check and found that many statues in the temple were leaning to one side or the other. In particular, there was a large hole in the ground where the main deity was located, and the statue had fallen through it.
"Over the long years, Han Zhong's calamus had grown everywhere, even penetrating deep into the foundation of this temple. Now that he is dead, these strange plants have withered and could no longer support the weight of the statue, causing a small-scale collapse," Mi Li analyzed.
"Hey, there's something shiny down there!" Bi Linglong exclaimed, pointing to the hole below.
The group hurriedly looked over and saw that the sculpture had been broken in two, with its head lying to one side, seemingly coldly watching them, which looked extremely eerie.
However, at this moment, everyone was obviously not paying attention to that, but instead looking at the place that was shining.
The giant tortoise base also fell down with it; now the tortoise shell is cracked, and a ring of light shines out from both sides of the tortoise's body.
Mi Li glanced at Zu An: "Go over and open it."
Zuan was speechless: "With your cultivation level, breaking this stone turtle should be a piece of cake."
“When the master has something to do, the disciple will do it,” Mi Li snorted. “Besides, your body is so strong from training, you need to do some of these things to expend your energy, so you don’t have to think nonsense all day long.”
Zuan: "..."
Bi Linglong, who was standing to the side, also blushed a little. Although she had been poisoned before, her memory had not disappeared. She still remembered his exaggerated reaction when she flirted with him.
Left with no other choice, Zuan went over and moved the stone turtle away.
Despite the stone turtle's hard material, his current physical strength was so formidable that he didn't even need to use his vital energy; he simply used his physical strength to pry open the shell along the crack.
Inside, there were many round, luminous pearls arranged neatly, each one so large that it was difficult to hold them in one hand.
Even though Bi Linglong was used to seeing treasures in the palace, she had never seen so many top-quality luminous pearls lined up together before, and she could feel that they were emanating a strange aura, clearly indicating that they were extraordinary.
Zuan picked one up and sensed it: "It doesn't contain any primordial energy of heaven and earth, but rather a very strange aura. I don't know what it's for."
“You’re ignorant,” Mi Li snorted. “Today I’ll give you a lesson. Legend has it that the dragon has nine sons, one of which is the Tuolong. Its skin can be used to make drums, and its sound can be heard for hundreds of miles. The Tuolong lived to be ten thousand years old and eventually shed its shell to become a dragon. This shell has eighty-one ribs, corresponding to the number nine times nine equals one, and there is a large pearl in the middle section of each rib.”
“This great pearl is very difficult to form. If the ribs are not fully grown, it cannot shed its shell and become a dragon; if it is captured and its skin is made into a drum, the pearl will not grow in the ribs; only when the eighty-one ribs grow fully on their own, with each segment full of pearls, can it shed its shell and become a dragon.”
"The previous two lines of poetry mentioned the marrow of a tortoise shell that had been stored for ten thousand years. I never expected it to be true."
Bi Linglong quickly counted them and found there were indeed eighty-one pearls. She looked at her with admiration. At first, she didn't like this woman in red. She felt that she was too aggressive and unfriendly to her. But what the woman in red had said was something she had never heard of or seen before. In particular, the confidence and composure on the woman's face when she spoke about these things impressed her greatly.
"A crocodile dragon?" Zu'an was somewhat alarmed. Could that thing live for ten thousand years? Even dragons in this world don't live that long. "What are these pearls for? Could they be some kind of innate magical treasure?"
“I don’t know,” Mi Li shook her head. “The alligator dragon is just a legend. No one has ever actually seen it, so naturally they don’t know what these beads are for. Let’s keep them for now. Maybe we’ll have a chance to use them in this secret realm.”
Zuan nodded and silently put the eighty-one precious pearls into his storage space.
He thought to himself that it sounded impressive, but it was still far inferior to his own glass pearl.
Just then, Bi Linglong exclaimed, "There's a stone tablet over here!"
Everyone turned around and found a toppled stone tablet in a corner with some words faintly engraved on it.
"You're such a lucky girl, you always manage to find something useful first." Mi Li smiled at her, then walked over to the stone tablet.
Bi Linglong blushed. There was nothing she could do about it. After experiencing so much during this time, her former pride had been shattered. In addition, seeing how powerful Mi Li was, she felt a strange sense of crisis. Therefore, she would not let go of any opportunity to show her value.
Zu An arrived at the stone tablet at this time. He saw that many of the characters on the tablet were blurred, but only one sentence was still barely legible: "...Left Azure Dragon Meng Zhang Jia Yin, Right White Tiger Jian Bing Jia Shen, Above the head Vermilion Bird Ling Guang Jia Wu, Below the feet Black Tortoise Zhi Ming Jia Zi, Moon as Nobleman Entering the Center..."
"Huh, what does this mean?" He felt as if he had returned to the classroom where he first learned about analog circuits and engineering electromagnetics in his previous life, and it was all incomprehensible.
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