Zong Shou sighed softly, gathered his spiritual consciousness, and stopped looking inside. ""
The 'Earth Gate' that is the barrier between heaven and man has been broken open by him. What is left is the 'Heaven Gate' at the top of the head.
Unless this barrier is broken, there will always be a layer between him and the world, and he will not be able to truly enter the spiritual realm.
But when I took a closer look, I found that I still underestimated this 'membrane'.
The barrier between heaven and man is regarded as the most impossible constitution by the cultivation world. It is indeed not unreasonable.
To break through it, I am afraid that my own accumulation must have reached an astonishing level. And as far as he knows, among the only few people in the Yun Realm who have achieved success in cultivation with the physical barriers of gods and humans, most of them have borrowed external forces.
Come break through this natural barrier and step into the spiritual realm.
But even so, the foundations of these people are still extremely strong, far exceeding those of monks of the same level.
Because after entering the spiritual realm, everyone left the cloud realm. What will happen next, I don’t know.
But looking at how the sects these people belong to are very proud of and highly praise these people, we can see that their achievements must be extraordinary.
I want to make a breakthrough, but with my current achievements, I still fall short.
Thinking of this, Zong Shou moved his hand and took a drop of cyan-blue spiritual liquid with a texture like amber in his hand.
This is the 'Ling Hua Chalcedony', which blends in between the fingers and slowly penetrates into the body.
Linghua Chalcedony can make the human body more consistent with the heaven and earth and purify the spiritual thoughts.
You can master some abilities that are only available to spiritual realm monks before you reach the spiritual realm.
And in the hands of a cultivator like him who is troubled by the barrier between heaven and man, it is even more of a treasure.
In the Third Dragon Palace, Zong Shou took out a large group. He used it once every ten days, but so far he has only used one-tenth of it.
Today, it was already the thirteenth drop. But a moment later, Zong Shou shook his head helplessly.
This thing still has some effect, but the effect is already very weak. Today's change in spiritual thoughts is almost imperceptible. The weakening of the 'membrane' inside the gate is also very little.
It seems that this lump of stuff can be thrown to Xuanyuan Yiren to see if he can make any kind of elixir.
Ruoshui and Zongyuan are attacking the eighth level. Such a thing can also be used.
As for my own level of ‘heavenly barrier’, I can’t be anxious about it for the moment, I just have to accumulate it slowly.
With the Book of the Universe, I already have many advantages over others. I still have forty or fifty years left in my life. There is no need to worry for a moment.
Thinking of this, Zong Shou smiled and temporarily put aside all the burdens in his heart. He then returned to the fragment of the 'Yushu'.
First, he took out more than a hundred pieces of purple-gold paper, and then took out a bottle of black liquid.
The paper is woven from the silk of a century-old Purple Gold Silkworm, which is only raised by large sects above the Ling Mansion. It is an excellent material for making talismans. Only more than 300 sheets are produced in the world every year, so it is expensive.
An outrageous level.
However, these things in Zong Shou's hands were stolen.
As for the black liquid, it is the so-called spiritual ink, which is no different from what those talisman masters use.
If there is any difference, it is that these inks are mixed with the knowledge of the Holy Realm.
There are many spiritual mansions in the Yun Realm, and there are countless books of strange sects. Zong Shou cannot let Ao Kun's blood escape easily. However, the blood of the spiritual newt is enough.
Compared with the fragmentary copy of the 'Qiongyu Creation Record', Zong Shou meticulously made rubbings and copied it.
It took more than ten days to copy the pages of about three books.
Although he still had the intention to continue, the materials in his hands were no longer enough.
Looking at these pages carefully, Zong Shou then smiled and tore the fragment in his hand into dozens of pages and bound them together with the rest of the rubbing pages.
In this way, one becomes four, becoming four fragments of the "Yu" book.
However, Zong Shou's rubbing skills are obviously not very good. The four books all look terrible, and the true meaning contained in some books cannot be completely copied.
It's just that the drunkard's intention is not to drink. Those who would ask him for this fragment are probably not thinking about the content of this book, but the people who copied this 'Yushu'.
To trace its traces, a few fragmentary pages are enough, but any more will be useless. Those few people must be able to understand it.
Zong Shou couldn't help but smile expectantly. He was short of money now. He just hoped that he could use these books to get some more money from these wealthy people. After all, he also spent a lot of money for rubbings.
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Dividing it into four volumes will not offend anyone. Otherwise, it would not be good to give this fragment of the ‘Yushu’ to anyone.
By the way, there seem to be two heads hidden in my bag? These must be sold at a good price——
Putting away the Book of Zhou, Zong Shou stepped out of his quiet room with a smile. As soon as he walked out, several talismans were already in his hands.
Yi Ling Nian took a look, but the corners of his lips were twitching coldly. What a coincidence. I had just come out of seclusion and completed the rubbing work, and these people had already arrived.
How many days have it been since the incident in Yinlong Valley was concluded? It seems that these people really can’t wait.
Walking leisurely, he stepped into the void. In just a moment, Zong Shou had already reached the sky above Qiantian Mountain.
Only a few other people were seen waiting here. One of them was Wuji Taoist whom he had met in Yinlong Valley, and Cifang from Ten Thousand Buddhas Sky Realm was also there. The third person was covered in a layer of black mist.
, although the sun is scorching, it is still surging, most likely from the Demon Sect.
As for the fourth person, there is a fierce aura all over his body. For a person with this kind of temperament, there is no need to think too much, there is a 90% chance that he is from the sword sect.
The fifth person, like the blue scholar's shirt, has an elegant temperament and is full of bookishness.
Zong Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, and then walked over without caring.
There are actually five customers, which is quite surprising. Let's see who bids higher among these five parties.
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To the east and to the west, there is a bustling port. In the misty clouds and mist, there are thousands of sailboats racing.
Almost every moment, there are more than a dozen cloud ships entering and exiting the port and sailing into the vast sea of clouds. The port pier is also extremely busy, with mountains of goods piled up. Countless people are constantly busy.
At noon that day, a three-story ship slowly sailed into the harbor. Compared with the nearly a thousand ships docked here, it was very inconspicuous. It was ordinary, with more exquisite decoration at most.
However, there is a mark with the word "hole" on the side of the ship. The docking place is not a civilian pier, but a military port.
"This is Hongcheng?"
Kong Rui walked down the ladder from the ship and looked at this place with extremely blank eyes.
He knew that Yunlu was to the east and the most prosperous port in the past was Taoyun City to the west.
But since Zong Shou unified Yunlu to the east, this earliest port city directly under the jurisdiction of Qiantian Mountain has also begun to prosper. It is a large city with Yunlu to the east, no less than Qiantian Mountain.
But although he knew that the city was huge, he never thought that it would be so prosperous.
From the boat, looking from a distance, I found that there were not only a lot of people, but across the continuous and regular warehouse area, I could see a gorgeous building.
Even if there are great merchants in Zuo, who have been in the country for 1,700 years, the cities that can compare with them are probably not even close to ten, and some are even worse.
"I have seen the father-in-law of the country in my humble position!"
As soon as they walked down the stairs, someone came up to greet them. They should be officials from Hong City, but there were only a few of them. The etiquette was meticulous, but their demeanor was neither arrogant nor humble.
There was no intention of flattery or intimacy, but there was enough respect in his words.
However, Kong Rui only felt a little cold in his heart. It seemed that his daughter's situation in Qiantian Mountain was by no means a good one.
If they were truly favored by that monarch, most of these officials would not respond to his arrival like this.
The moment he came down from the ladder and stepped on the ground below, Kong Rui felt in a trance again.
This is Donglin Yunlu. I am afraid that I can only stay in this land for the rest of my life.
It is estimated that it will be difficult for me to return to my hometown in this life.
After being lost for a moment, Kong Rui returned the favor and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Kong Rui!"
Among those people, the leader quickly stepped aside and smiled awkwardly: "I don't dare to accept it! I am the official Wei Yuan, and now I am the magistrate of Hongcheng. The abbot arrived today, and I should have treated him with great gifts." Yes. It's just a temporary incident in the city, and most of the staff in my government office have been sent out now. I'm sorry, please don't take offense at this."
Kong Rui was half-convinced, looking at this man's eyes full of anxiety, as if something had really happened in this city.
I also made some decisions in my mind, and it seemed that even though my daughter was not really favored, she had never lost her power.
Then he looked at the man who claimed to be the prefect of Hongcheng with doubt.
Is he really the magistrate of Hongcheng? But why is there no difference between his official body and the attire of the people behind him?
The status of governing a large city of this size should not be much worse than that of Jing Zhaoyin of the Imperial City.
That is a high-ranking official of the third rank, who can aspire to the position of prime minister. This person's status in Qiantian Mountain should be similar.
But why does it look like this? Looking at the official uniform on this person, it is made of simple materials. The style is not bad. It seems to have a neat and fresh atmosphere, but there is no other modification at all.
"This is to save money——"
Wei Yuan seemed to have noticed Kong Rui's doubts and laughed at himself: "It was your Majesty's intention at first, saying that we should not be allowed to think of ourselves as officials too much, and we should not be allowed to think of ourselves as officials too much. Good. Later, the Prime Minister also felt that the official uniform was very expensive and unnecessary, so he obeyed the emperor's wishes and crossed it out."
Kong Rui was slightly startled, knowing that the prime minister Wei Yuan mentioned should be Ren Bo.
This person's name has also been heard in the imperial capital. Some people praised him before, but his recent reputation is not very good.
Now it seems that this pair of monarch and minister are really no ordinary deviants——