Chapter 182 The lotus ground is not a milk, and the seven stars of Bugang open the coffin

The meridian world is in Thailand, this is also the time when the yin and yang of this world are transformed, except for this time, Mao Zheng can't think of other hours.

But when I climbed out just now, it was already noon, and there was a mixture of yin qi, so this place did not produce the original liquid at all, so is it only when the child is in time, then it will be produced?

With this conjecture, Mao Zheng simply sat cross-legged in place and began to cultivate. This cultivation is because there is that yin qi in the air, and Mao Zheng can't enter the body while repelling the yin qi, and at the same time compressing the spiritual energy that enters, so the progress of this cultivation is very slow.

Cultivation time flies, and not long after Mao Zheng entered the state, Mao Zheng felt that his body was loose, and his body began to absorb all the spiritual energy, and there was no longer a little yin qi.

When Mao Zheng woke up, the first thing he did was to check the time, and it was exactly the middle of the night.

It seems that his analysis is correct, but will the original solution of ground milk be generated in the stone forest?

Observing all the way, I saw that there were slowly dewdrops on the stones in the forest, and these so-called dewdrops were the original solution. Mao Zheng saw so many original liquids, and hurriedly took out the jade bottle to collect it.

In the end, he collected a drop the size of a broad bean, leaving a stalagmite to collect, and he wanted to confirm the idea that the original solution would evaporate.

The strange thing is that Zhang Min didn't come tonight, he also went back to the edge of the pool of water to take a look, and everyone left. Captain Hu and Leng Jun couldn't wait for Mao Zheng, so they simply went out. Because here they always feel at risk.

And the reason why Zhang Min didn't come was because he followed Qin Shuyuan and Leng Jun to make reports and mark all the unearthed cultural relics.

At this time, Professor Ouyang deliberately arranged it, and also made coffee for everyone, just to prevent Zhang Min from dozing off. So Zhang Min can't come.

Time passed little by little, and Mao Zheng did not rest, and did not practice. Just staring at the dew of the stalagmite motionlessly.

Gradually, the dew of the original solution reached its maximum at first, and then slowly became smaller with time, and in the morning all the little dewdrops disappeared as if they had never been, and there was no milk on the stalagmite at all.

It seems that his calculations were correct. Mao Zheng thought to himself, no wonder there has not been a single milk here for an unknown number of years, because the original solution of the milk has been evaporated.

But where did the evaporated emulsion go?

Mao Zheng couldn't help but look up at the sky, where there was still a layer of gloom. At this time, they did not go down, and it seems that the production of this original solution really requires pure aura, and if there is a little confusion, it will no longer be produced.

This time, Mao Zheng knew the initial stage of the production of this milk, and he was very emotional, thinking about the milk in his treasure bag, how many years did it take to precipitate and gather? At least 10,000 years, Mao Zheng thought.

The original solution is definitely not able to catch up with the aura of the earth milk, but the original liquid collected is still very valuable for healing or medicine, and it can even be used for cultivation. So for several days, Mao Zheng spent the day cultivating here, and collected at night. Before I knew it, the jade bottle was also full.

Early in the morning of this day, Mao Zheng returned.

As soon as Professor Ouyang saw Mao Zheng, he said, where have you been these days? What's in there?

Mao Zheng couldn't help but say the scenery in the stone forest, but he didn't say that the original solution was produced in the stone forest.

Mao Zheng thought about it, this place has to come and bring it for a while every year, not for why to collect the original liquid.

In the past few days, that Zhang Min has been exhausted. I don't know how, Professor Ouyang even let him rest during the day and work at night. And there's a lot of work at night.

Mao Zheng went to see Zhang Min again when Zhang Min was asleep, and saw that the black line on his forehead was more obvious.

In order not to make Zhang Min suspicious, Mao Zheng discussed with Professor Ouyang, rubbed Zhang Min to sleep, and put prohibitions and charms on him, so that no matter what ghosts and monsters were, they couldn't get on Zhang Min's body.

The soil layer of the main tomb of the No. 1 pit was cut open, revealing the burial chamber of the sarcophagus, and the other burial chambers were not moved, this is only to facilitate the transportation of this sarcophagus, not all the destruction, and the other burial chambers still have a certain research value. This is the most effective way to understand ancient cultures, and even to study the development of ancient science and technology.

The culture of China for thousands of years is the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people from ancient times to the present, which is a precious wealth.

It also includes these metaphysics, Taoism, the Book of Changes, etc., Mao Zheng thought.

The sarcophagus was eventually hoisted and transported to the ground. This is a well-built earthen platform, Professor Ouyang has prepared the most advanced machinery to open the sarcophagus, but after working for a long time, this sarcophagus just can't be opened, it seems that the technology of this sarcophagus is against the sky.

"Mao Zheng, do you think you have any way? Anyway, we have no tricks, and if we don't open this sarcophagus, you won't uncover the truth. So what else is the significance of this archaeology? ”

Professor Ouyang sat on the edge of the bucket of the forklift, took out a cigarette and lit it, and his loose hair swayed in the wind like weeds. This old man has dedicated his life to archaeology, restored the truth of many historical images, and is the top expert, professor and scholar in the whole of China.

But such an excellent person actually defeated this sarcophagus.

"I'll try, maybe I can open it." The reason why Mao Zheng said this is to let this old man not have too much hope. Because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Then you try, as long as you don't destroy this sarcophagus. You can exhaust all means. Professor Ouyang is still afraid of destructive damage, in the eyes of others this is just a stone coffin, but in his eyes this is a handicraft of extraordinary value.

Mao Zheng came to the edge of the sarcophagus, first took out a stick of incense and lit it to pray, which made a group of young people who studied archaeology very strange.

But in the end, Mao was chattering around the sarcophagus, and his footsteps were vague and disordered, which made people feel very speechless.

“@#¥@#¥¥¥#...... Open it for me! With Mao Zheng then shouted.

"Boom, crunch——!" The sound sounded in the sarcophagus, and everyone was dumbfounded, only to see that the coffin lid was actually loose.

"This ...... Attaboy. Professor Ouyang threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the air and ran towards the earthen platform.

"He is worthy of being a disciple of a sorcerer, and he really has a hand. You've done a great job this time. Professor Ouyang gave Mao Zheng a thumbs up and praised.

The people around were embarrassed, only Qin Shuyuan's smile was so sweet, from the beginning she was convinced that Mao Zheng would definitely be able to open it, and sure enough, she solved the problem in a few moments.

It's a form of pride, an infinite trust in one's beloved, and a source of pride.

Mao Zheng looked at Qin Shuyuan with a bright smile, just a smile, as long as Qin Shuyuan smiled, it was a kind of happiness.