"What is this?" Feng Yi took the tripod that was handed over thoughtlessly and asked curiously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Kyushu Ding." Not to be thoughtful and concise, he said, "There are two Feng Shui people who happened to come to look for it, it should be true." ”

Hearing this, Feng Yi looked at the tripod over and over again, took out a piece of cloth, and carefully wiped the tripod body, but a lot of dirt was embedded in the complex pattern of the tripod body. Feng Yi thought about it, and was about to reach out to Mu Zi's toiletry bag to see if there was anything that could be used.

"Fengyi, you let go of my toothbrush." Mu Zi, who had been secretly observing Feng Yi in the mirror, found that Feng Yi was about to brush his toothbrush, so he squeaked and screamed, and by the way, a few plates were overexerted, the body moved, and made a few big bends.

Bu Zhou still looked at his compass and didn't participate in the argument between Mu Zi and Feng Yi, he had the least words in this team, but he was the most core person.

"Okay, now that I have got the Kyushu Ding, I can boil medicine for Qingrang when the time comes." Bu Zhou said to Feng Yi, "This Kyushu Ding is recorded in ancient books, you have read more books than me, think about how to use it." ”

Feng Yi vigorously recalled the record about the Kyushu Ding, and muttered some of the same origin as what Buzhou said at the time, which was nothing more than Zhu Yuanzhang ordering Liu Bowen to cast the Ding and bless the descendants.

For a while, everyone couldn't think of the role of this Kyushu Ding.

"Brother Fengyi, do you remember what you once told me, the pictures and texts on your body may be maps?" Since Feng Yi's tribulation, his physical strength has gradually recovered, and although he is still unknown to everyone now, his complexion has also improved a lot when his true qi is gathered. Feng Yi, as a spirit animal, has improved a lot, and even with it, Qing Rang, who escaped from the devouring mission, has also improved, and he couldn't speak a few days ago, can he still say a few jokes these days.

After listening to Qing Rang's prompt, Bu Zhou thought about it carefully, and then turned Ding over and looked at it, and saw that the stripes on Ding's body were undulating, and it really seemed to have a pattern to follow, so he handed the thing to Bu Zhou, "Bu Zhou, you see, it seems to be a map." ”

Bu Zhou took a small rattan and picked out all the dirt along the carved lines.

After he finished picking out the dirt, the full appearance of this tripod unfolded in front of him. There are four sides to the body, one of which is regarded as the front, and it is a beast head with a blue face and fangs, but I can't see what it is; On the left and right sides are engraved pictures and texts, and the lines displayed in front of him are indeed like a map, and there are some marks of abstract symbols in some places; On the back are some characters engraved in small characters in the seal style.

"You see, these abstract symbols are alluding to gossip." It was the words on these two sides that he didn't say, and then he turned the tripod and read out the small seal behind it: "The descendants of the Zhu family, those who get this tripod, the left leads to the fairy mountain, and the right leads to hell; Immortal mountain hell, a thread. ”

These mindless words, if you don't come to a conclusion on Monday, fairy mountain and hell? Where does this mean?

"Immortal Mountain? Could it be Rangamedo? After Feng Yi heard the word "Immortal Mountain", the first thing that came to mind was the Blue Jia Meiduo, if this refers to the Blue Jia Meiduo, then according to this route, it should be much easier to find the jade snow lotus.

"I don't know, Lan Jia Meiduo is recorded in the ancient books, it is on the road to Kunlun in the Qinling Mountains, as long as the compass is on the road, does not indicate the direction according to the law, and contradicts the Big Dipper, that is to enter the range of Lan Jia Meiduo, as long as you follow the Big Dipper, you can get there." Bu Zhou said, "In this area, there are countless dragon veins, large and small, and I don't know which immortal mountain it is, but this hell is intriguing." ”

Feng Yi took the tripod and looked at it carefully, this time he not only looked at it carefully, but touched it carefully with his hand, for fear that he would miss something, "The ancients used the tripod to sacrifice, will they have to put any water on it to see the strangeness?" ”

Mu Zi was originally driving, and after listening to Feng Yi's words, he laughed loudly: "Feng Yi, although you are a cultivator, but you also know that the tripod is used to sacrifice that is the practice of Xia Zhou, and in the Ming Dynasty, the tripod was used as a ritual vessel, who still used it to hold water and cook food." If you want me to say, this tripod, if it is really made by Liu Bowen, combined with its name, Kyushu Ding, is the role of warning, Kyushu in the Central Plains. ”

Mu Zi's words were not without end, but they choked Feng Yi. Seeing that Feng Yi was silent, Mu Zi simply stopped the car and reached out to take the tripod to study.

"Although you know a lot, it's better to let the layman take a look, maybe you can find out." Mu Zi won the tripod, and he didn't wait for Zhou and Feng Yi to object, so he began to look at it over and over: "This tripod is really exquisite." ”

Feng Yi saw Mu Zi sitting in the driver's seat, concentrating on studying Ding, so he said impatiently: "Then you get out of the car, study Ding, and I'll drive." ”

A few minutes later, Mu Zi sat in the back row, still holding the ding, looking left and right, always feeling strange.

"By the way, you said that this thing, if it is really from the Ming Dynasty, it has been six hundred years now, why hasn't it rusted." Mu Zi finally remembered that something was wrong, according to the production level at that time, these tripods should have been forged with pig iron, but they have been buried in the ground for so many years, why is there no rust?

After listening to Mu Zi's doubts, he took the tripod handed by Mu Zi, and it was really as she said, this tripod was not rusty, but it looked like it had been some years. "Feng Yi, is there any material that has not been corrupted for thousands of years?" I don't think I have such a thing in my memory, but I can't think of it for a while.

"Yes, Nine Heavens Xuantie." Feng Yi's tone contained a hint of anger. Nine Heavens Xuantie, is the material of the sword in Buzhou's hand, from the beginning of the Song Dynasty, to the present Bai Li's hand, thousands of years, the number of sharpening of the knife is limited, but it has never been corroded and rusted. Originally, this inconsiderate position was his, and this Xuantie sword was also the one he looked at from the minibus, looking at the big ...... holding the sword in his hand nearby.

But Bu Zhou didn't hear the stiffness in Feng Yi's tone, but took out the Xuantie sword, looked at the sword body, compared it, and knocked it with his knuckles, and after a while, he turned around with surprise and showed the sword and Ding to Mu Zi, "The two are really a little similar." ”

"It is recorded in the family tree of Buzhou that this Xuantie was written by the heavens to the Bai family, and it was meritorious to resist the Jin people, and it fell from the sky. According to the current view, this should be a meteorite, but we don't know what exactly it is. Feng Yi drove the car and responded casually.

"So, will this tripod also be made of meteorites?" Qing Rang listened to Feng Yi's words, and also became curious, if this tripod was made of meteorite, then how many years would it have to float in the universe before it could fall to the ground? After making a tripod, will you be lonely? Thinking of this, Qing Rang asked again: "So, is there only one Kyushu Ding?" ”

"I don't know, generally speaking, there will be nine Ding, which is secretly in line with the Ninety-Five Respect of the Son of Heaven. But...... There is no official word for these things. Feng Yi replied.

Mu Ziting had never touched the Xuantie Sword, so he reached out and touched the body of the sword, and in an instant, a cold electric current passed through her fingertips, like a deep black hole in the universe, with a kind of absorbing magic.

Finally withdrew his hand from the sword, Mu Zi took the tripod, and looked at the bottom of the tripod from the mouth of the tripod, where there were words on it, but the words were small and the carving was not deep, so it was easy to ignore.

"Look, there are words in the ding." Mu Zi's fate was not careful, and he looked at the words in the Ding with the fire, Huo Ran had six words: Get nine Ding, rule the world.

"Got Jiuding? Does this mean that there are nine tripods? After Mu Zi read the six characters, she was also confused, and she couldn't understand what this tripod did.

Mu Zi casually returned the Ding to Bu Zhou: "Okay, okay, let's take it to Qingrang to decoction, don't guess, let's go to Lanjia Meiduo first." ”

"Brother Fengyi, my father, are there a few such tripods?" Qing Rang was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "On the furnishings of the study, he has always said that it is a copy of what Ding, but he has never let us touch it." ”

After Qing Rang's suggestion, Feng Yi really felt that this thing was familiar. Although he and Mr. Gu have an adoptive relationship, nominally an adopted son, but because of the Qing Rang, Feng Yi and Mr. Gu have a deep disagreement, and he rarely goes to Mr. Gu's study, and now, he finally thinks that this is not right.

"The old man with white eyebrows once told Mr. Gu that he could use his superpowers with Ding, and the world would be in chaos." Feng Yi repeated those words, for fear of missing something important, but as soon as the words came out, he felt terrible.

Mr. Gu, who even disregarded his daughter's life, used the ability to devour the fortune of Qingrang to create a business empire; If he collects all nine tripods, what desire will he have to satisfy?

Thinking of this, the four people in the car felt a chill in their hearts. (To be continued.) )