"A magic weapon is a magic weapon, except for gathering incense, it is not practical" Tie Jun carefully observed the small bell and shook it gently.

"Dangdangdangdang—"

A clear and leisurely sound came from the bell, although the volume of the bell is small, but the sound is extremely loud, straight like the old bell of the ancient temple, cleansing the mind, suddenly listening, Tie Jun only felt a clear expression, and there was a bit of dust.

"Interesting, it's a good object" Tie Jun's heart suddenly moved, the magic weapon is not a magic weapon, and it does not have the same magical effect as a magic weapon, but it is different from ordinary sacrificial vessels, because it can absorb the power of incense and wishes, and it can also help the Yin God to manifest itself, which must not be something that ordinary objects can do.

Either the material used to make the magic weapon is not an ordinary material, even if it does not meet the standard of a genius earth treasure, it is at least an extremely rare and precious thing, or there is a special formation rune engraved on the thing, and the two must be one of them.

Putting aside the problem of materials for the time being, the formation runes engraved on the bell can have many forms, for example, the small bell in his hand, the dragon head at the top and the eight-leaf lotus platform at the bottom may be formation runes, but Tie Jun has never studied these, so he can't judge whether the material of this green bell is good, or the dragon head at the top or the eight-leaf lotus platform at the bottom is useful, or Yu Crisp is other places extraordinary.

"This thing should be the magic weapon of the guy who manifested into a wild boar, but unfortunately, it was directly destroyed by the Qingzhu Mountain God, and his soul was shattered, and he couldn't ask him about the origin of this magic weapon." Although he still had some doubts in his heart, why did he not destroy this magic weapon with the Yin God, but was thrown down from the mountain after Mr. Shen and the others went up the mountain to fight, and was obtained by himself.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to take the little bell back, Tie Jun's corner of his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the inscriptions on the body of the little bell, which were somewhat familiar, so he took the little bell in front of him again and looked at it carefully.

The bell is engraved with inscriptions as thin as mosquitoes and ants, there are not many words, it should be part of a certain Buddhist scripture, and the font is very handsome.

Naturally, it won't be the font that Tie Jun cares about, but something else, such as a pattern

The clock is full of inscriptions, at first glance it looks horizontal and vertical, the typography is very clear, Tie Jun didn't see anything unusual at first, until he was about to collect the bell just now, the bell body shook in the sun, he found some clues.

There is nothing special about the individual of each word, and it can even be said that it is engraved with mold characters, but the arrangement of these words is famous, and it is not the horizontal and vertical arrangement that he imagined before, in fact, each word has slightly adjusted its position, forming a pattern from the surface, a pattern that looks a little familiar.

Why do you say it is familiar? Because he always felt like he had seen such a pattern somewhere before.

Where have you seen it? Tie Jun thought slightly, his expression changed suddenly, and he took out a stone slab from the spirit gourd, this slate was the slate that he and Mazishan got from the Heavenly Witch Realm to communicate with the ghost market, at that time, the two of them were one by one, and the slate had extremely complex runes that made people look dazzled, and the pattern composed of the inscription on this small bell was somewhat similar to the pattern on the slate, no, it should be said that it was very similar to some of the patterns, or rather, this is a variant of that pattern, which has been simplified a lot, But on the whole, it is indeed a part of the slate pattern.

Tie Jun gently stroked the stone slab in front of him, his eyes showed a look of thought, what do these patterns, these runes, what do they mean, what do they represent?

It's a pity that he knows too much about rune formations, and he doesn't know the meaning of these runes, even if Chen Jiu has nearly 20,000 years of land experience, he has never studied something as profound as runes.

In his memory, the only imprint of this kind of rune was that there was a similar rune on a sacrificial vessel he owned back then, of course, it was not an inscription on that thing, but a pattern of entwined flowers and branches, and now that he thought about it, those patterns of entwined flowers and branches also formed this kind of rune, but that pattern was not the same as the pattern on this small clock, but another unit of the pattern on the stone slab, if it wasn't for the sudden discovery of this, he would never have thought of it, I have never thought about the effect of those patterns of flowers and branches on a sacrificial vessel.

Obviously, the role is there, even great, but he has never paid attention to it.

And from the rune of this slate, Tie Jun thought of another pattern, the tattoo engraved on the wrist of the dead heavenly witch, that pattern is completely different from the pattern on the slate, the only thing in common is the same complexity, and I don't know what Lu Dao is, he asked himself if he is not a smart person, but he just glanced at the tattoo, and then firmly remembered it in his mind, whether it was the tattoo on Tianwu's body or the pattern on the slate, he didn't know anything, but he didn't know what to do, after having such an association, In the dark, he had a feeling that the two patterns were very closely related, but he could not judge what kind of connection it was, or it seemed that there was a lack of an opportunity.

"It seems that we have to sort out Chen Jiu's memories well, and see what impression he has of the sacrificial vessel in his memory, after all, he has been doing the land for so many years, it is impossible to have no sacrificial vessel, and it is impossible-" Suddenly, Tie Jun seemed to think of something, suddenly lifted the small bell in his hand, stared at it for a long time, and finally, showed a strange smile, "This thing, it seems to be the sacrificial vessel of the skink back then?" ”

"No, this seems to be a sacrificial vessel of a skink."

Tie Jun suddenly seemed to realize something, and his body that was about to lie down suddenly sat up again.

Shilongzi is the river god of Jishui River 5,000 years ago, at that time, Jishui is still a big river, far beyond the current miasma, as long as more than 3,000 miles, traversing the entire Yanzhou, is the largest river god in Yanzhou, and the river god of Jishui River is also known as Jishui Hebo, is one of the most vigorous gods in Yanzhou to enjoy incense.

But even such a god will eventually disappear in the long river of time, otherwise the Jishui River will not become such a small place like a ditch now.

"In this way, the god in the form of a wild boar that I saw that day is the river god of Jishui River, no wonder the master didn't touch him, it turned out that he and Xiao Jiuqian went up the mountain together."

Tie Jun secretly had a spectrum in his heart, and the memory of Jishui Hebo Skink came to his mind.

In Chen Jiu's impression, Jishui Hebo Skink is a very arrogant and domineering person, but this person can also be regarded as a domineering capital, unlike Chen Jiu is just a small soldier, Shilongzi was originally a general of Yin Shang, although the level is not high, but it directly belongs to Wen Taishi, when Wen Taishi's soul was cut off from Longling, he also died together, and there was a spirit after death, of course, he was taken care of by Wen Taishi, so he got the position of Jishui River God.

This guy is very favored by Wen Taishi, and passed on his thunder technique, you must know that Wen Taishi himself is a master of playing thunder, and the two whips in his hands are turned into two thunder dragons, which is just that, after entering the god list, he was also sealed by the thunder gods, and the thunder of the five elements, the art of water and thunder is one of the five elements of thunder, and the stone dragon got the art of water and thunder, and there is the support of Wen Taishi, of course, it is not a lifetime.

But all of this is nothing to do with Tie Jun, the weirdness of the disappearance of the skink, and the suspicious disconnection of the Jishui River, but none of them can be touched by a little hairy god of Chen Jiu's level.

No matter how brilliant the skink was before, now that he has disappeared, the Jishui River no longer belongs to him, and he no longer belongs to this era, only the small bronze bell of the sacrificial vessel remains, which has been cheapened by others.

"It's better to be cheap than cheap others" Tie Jun shook the bronze bell in his hand, "Shilongzi's sacrificial weapon, when he was transformed, he always hung this small bronze bell on his body, it is obviously a leftover magic weapon, and it may be useful to keep it."

Put away the small bronze bell, Tie Jun closed his eyes to recuperate, and from noon that day until the early morning of the next day, he was awakened by a chaotic sound.

"I think the news of Xia Jiang's death should have reached Jiyin, right?" Tie Jun slowly opened his eyes, and there was a sneer in his eyes.