Origin Chapter 353: Accumulate Virtue

Li Bie naturally didn't believe that Wu Zhongyuan would "borrow", but this was much better than the worst outcome she imagined. What she was most worried about was that Wu Zhongyuan would grab it. Whatever he wanted to do, no one could stop him.

Seeing Li Bie standing still, Wu Zhongyuan urged, "You go to the top of the mountain to the east and wait for me, don't stay here."

Don't hesitate to go.

"Would you like to come with me?" Wu Zhongyuan smirked.

Li Bei shook his head repeatedly, "I won't go."

"Then don't stay here. If they find out, they think you and I are in the same group." Wu Zhongyuan laughed.

Don't think about it for a while, turned around to walk, suddenly remembered something, and turned around, "Don't wear the blue dragon armor to steal things."

"Why?" Wu Zhongyuan asked casually, "I'm afraid I'll defile the sacred relic of the bird race?"

"No," Li Bie shook his head repeatedly, "they will recognize you."

"It's alright, they've never seen Qinglongjia before." Wu Zhongyuan said, this city covers at least a thousand acres, and the area is too large. If you want to get close to the stone building quietly, the safest The way is to fall from the sky.

Li don't say anything else and go away full of sorrow.

When Li Bie left, Wu Zhongyuan took advantage of the night to step into the air, climbed rapidly, moved westward from a high place, landed at the top of the stone tower, slowed down a few feet from the top of the stone tower, and then gently stopped. He landed, climbed the eaves and climbed into the top floor.

Because it was the beginning of the month, there was no moon in the sky, and the surroundings were very dark. No one in the city found that anyone had invaded the stone tower.

This stone building has seven floors, and the top and bottom are generally thick. After entering the top floor, Wu Zhongyuan was dumbfounded. He thought that there were either wooden shelves or baskets on the ground, but he never thought that the top floor was full of Earth jars, these jars vary in size and shape, and there are hundreds of them. Some of these jars are open, some are sealed, and some are semi-sealed, only covered with wooden lids.

Open one at will, and a slightly fishy greasy smell blows out. The jar should be some kind of animal oil, which is probably the Jiao oil that the old blind man said, and there are many rope-like oil soaked in the Jiao oil. things,

Because he didn't understand the properties of these oils, Wu Zhongyuan didn't start directly. Instead, he broke the wooden cover and picked out a piece of wood to look closely at it.

The practice of immersing dragon tendons in Jiao oil is actually quite correct. Dragon tendons will lose their elasticity if they are completely dried. If they are soaked in water for a long time, dragon tendons will rot. Soaking in oil can prevent corrosion. and maintain its elasticity.

The most direct way to determine whether the dragon tendons fit together or not is to determine whether they can withstand enough force by pulling.

The oil-soaked dragon tendon was slippery and could not be used for strength. After thinking about it, the wooden bar on the side was broken, and the two ends of the dragon tendon were entangled, grasped and fixed, and pulled vigorously.

It turns out that the things soaked in these jars are indeed dragon tendons. Their toughness is far superior to ordinary bowstrings, and their elasticity is very good. The bowstrings made of this kind of dragon tendons can not only improve the range of the bow and arrow, but also increase the power of the bow and arrow. .

If you just pull hard, no matter how hard you use, the dragon tendon will not break, but if you use aura, it will not break, and the dragon tendon will also break.

There is more than one dragon tendon soaked in each jar, one is broken, and the rest do not need to be tried, try the ones in other jars.

After tearing off a few, Wu Zhongyuan felt the pattern. The materials of these jars are different. Some are clay, some are metal, and some are stone. The jars of the same material have dragon tendons soaked in them. The same thing is true. The pottery altars are the worst in toughness, followed by the metal jars. The best ones are the dragon tendons soaked in the stone-carved jars.

However, even the dragon tendons in the stone altar can't stand his full-strength bowing. They can still be torn off even if they are filled with purple energy and pulled with all their strength. In fact, this kind of toughness is already very good. Most of the bows and arrows used by Clan Ziqi masters are not as good as this.

If there is no iron tree as the bow body, the bowstring made of this material is sufficient, but the problem is that his bow body is made of a rare iron tree, which is a bit of a tail-end, and cannot exert the maximum power of the bow and arrow at all.

No satisfaction was found from the top floor, so Wu Zhongyuan went to the next floor. The next floor was no longer a jar. The hanging skins were stretched out, most of them were fish skins, and the rest were snake skins. He couldn't tell whether these skins belonged to snakes or flood dragons, and these things were not his goal, so he continued to walk down.

The following layers are all open skins. Because they have been tanned before, the smell is very pungent, even if it is not invading, it will feel stuffy and nauseating after smelling it for a long time.

At this time, there were not so many anti-theft facilities. The most important thing was that there were very few thieves at this time, and the barbarians could not imagine that someone would come to steal things. It was a huge stone building, and there were only two clansmen guarding the entrance. There was no one there.

Wu Zhongyuan went down from the top floor to the bottom floor, and then went back to the top floor from the ground floor to the top floor. He couldn't find a bowstring that could be used. Wu Zhongyuan was a little frustrated. It’s not a good habit to make do, it’s the fate of cheap roots. Once a person starts to make do, it’s completely over, completely useless. If you can’t eat mutton, you can make do with pork. If you can’t afford a big house, you can make do with a small one. Yes, if you can't find a satisfactory partner, you can also find a general one, lowering the standard step by step.

As the saying goes, the pattern comes from persistence, and the taste comes from being picky. No matter what you do, you must stick to your original intention, maintain your own pattern, and make unremitting efforts to get what you really want. You must not lower the standard because the goal is difficult.

The old blind man had told him that the ancestral tomb of the Yi people was located in the cave north of the city, but Wu Zhongyuan did not go directly north. Although he had the blue dragon armor to protect his body, the strong bows and crossbows with bright arrows in the city still made him very afraid. The strength of these big guys must be amazing. .

The dead and the living cannot live together. The cave where the ancestral tombs of the Yi people are located is located outside the city. However, the role of the guardian of the mausoleum is only to prevent wild animals from entering the cave, not to prevent the intrusion of the enemy. After all, the ancestral tomb and the altar are not the same nature, and the ancestral tomb is only a place to place the coffins of the ancestors.

Because the cave has no door, the faint purple light emitted from the cave can be seen from a distance. All colors in nature are composed of three colors, red, yellow, and blue, and purple is the same. It is a combination of red and blue. Red is a warm color, while blue is a cool color. The purple mixed from these two colors has both cold and warm tones, giving people a dignified and solemn feeling of majesty.

There are trees around the cave. Wu Zhongyuan observed the scene in the cave from a distance through the shelter of the trees. The cave was much larger than he imagined, and there were many coffins densely placed inside. Due to the shape of the barbarians They are all very large, and the coffins used after death are also larger than ordinary people. These coffins are all made of wood, which may have been soaked in grease before, and they remain intact after being parked for many years.

There is a man-made stone platform in the middle of the cave. The stone platform has nine floors. The top floor is about the size of an Eight Immortals Table. The oil lamp that emits a faint purple light is at the highest point of the stone platform.

It is said to be an oil lamp, but it is very different from ordinary lamps. The lamp base is a three-legged bronze tripod. It is not very large and may be less than fifty centimeters in diameter. , There is a small round hole in the middle of the white metal, the wick protrudes from the small round hole, and the burning produces a purple flame. The biggest strange thing about this oil lamp is that the light emitted by the wick when it burns is like a probing claw. The little dragon that wants to climb the clouds and lift into the sky, as the wick burns, the little dragon has been probing its claws upwards, but it is limited by the wick and cannot escape from the oil lamp.

There is a saying about the lamp in the tomb. It is called the Eternal Light. Its function is to guide and illuminate the way for the ancestors in the dark. Extinguish the Eternal Light is equivalent to digging the ancestral grave. If you know that he did it, he will Must be desperate for revenge.

According to his previous thoughts, he just stole some lamp oil, and didn't want to steal the oil lamp, but the bronze oil lamp is covered with a layer of white metal, and the joints seem to be fused together, so the lamp oil cannot be stolen at all. To get oil, you can only steal the oil lamp together.

In addition to being worried, Wu Zhongyuan still has some doubts. It is impossible to add lamp oil in the later stage of an oil lamp like this. Is it possible that the oil lamp has never been added after it was lit?

Although he had concerns, Wu Zhongyuan did not back down. At this time, the two guards of the mausoleum were sitting outside the entrance of the cave. While saving the world and doing good and accumulating virtue, it is also doing evil due to lack of virtue. It is best not to let people see it.

His luck was good. It didn't take long for the two guards to get up and relieve themselves. Naturally, they couldn't urinate from the hole, but went east.

The two left, Wu Zhongyuan immediately started, urging Qinglongjia to rush in, get on the stone platform, and blow when he inhaled.

One blow, no extinction.

Blow again, it will not die.

In a hurry, I patted it with my hands, my palms joined together, and the light disappeared, but when my hands were separated, the oil lamp came on again.

The brief disappearance of the purple light alarmed the mausoleum guards outside the cave. At this time, two people's shouts were heard outside. Although the incident was strange, Wu Zhongyuan didn't think about it, he picked up the oil lamp with one hand and covered the wick with the other. , turn around and run.

He wears the blue dragon armor, and his hands are protected by armor plates, so he can't feel the heat of the lamp and the wick, and when he comes out of the cave, no matter how loose his right hand is, the lamp will shine again.

The eyes of the mausoleum guardian just got used to the darkness, but the light suddenly changed again. The two of them couldn't get used to it immediately, so they tilted their heads and closed their eyes. Wu Zhongyuan took the opportunity to step into the air, grab the wick and swept eastward...