Chapter 15 (1/2)
The antique scroll and the inscribing pen all disappeared upon his waking up! Instead, a bloody gate appeared in the sea of his consciousness.
What an inconceivable thing! Was this the secret Master Lu mentioned before?
“If it were true, then this mysterious bloody gate suddenly appearing in my mind is my chance to defy God and change fate?”
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xun calmed himself down and recalled everything in his mind.
The mysterious scroll, the cyan inscribing pen…
Should Lin Xun guess right, the pen and the scroll were the treasures left by the heroic figure who ripped the blue sky, shook the universe and breached the Gate of Stars with a single strike.
The majestic figure, with a sigh of “Fate is not with me!”, flew away with a bronze coffin on his shoulder. The pen and scroll were originally buried in the bronze coffin, which for some unknown reason, came down to the mortal world.
Over those endless years, many legendary figures, including Master Lu, owned the pair of treasures for some time and tried to crack the secrets but failed, which could be proved by those bloody palm prints on the last page of the scroll.
Then they were handed to me…
At the thought of that, Lin Xun frowned suddenly and realized one thing, “Did I accidentally crack the secret in these two treasures by what I did last night?”
Pondering for a while, he realized that it might be the case. Last night, while his life was flowing away and his body uncontrollable, the cyan inscribing pen, as if waking up from a deep sleep, sketched endlessly with his blood as the ink over the weird pattern on the last page of the mysterious scroll.
Lin Xun was more than clear that the weird pattern was incomplete at first. But now the same intricate and mysterious pattern engraved on the surface of the bloody gate floating in the sea of his consciousness was complete!
“Does it mean that after I lost my consciousness, the cyan inscribing pen restored the weird pattern to its complete state, trigging some sort of change that turned the pen and the scroll into the bloody gate in the sea of my consciousness?”
Lin Xun had a faint feeling that his speculation was right, which was just too unbelievable for him to be sure.
Had anyone else known about this, he would be shocked by the meticulous and rigorous deductive logic demonstrated by Lin Xun, as it was not the usual wisdom a 13-year-old boy could possibly possess.
“Looks like if I want to be sure about my deduction, I’d have to figure out the secret of this bloody gate first.”
Lin Xun fell into deep thought, which you could tell directly from his pale and young face.
“Brother Lin, did you get up?”
Just then, a voice came from the courtyard, waking him from his meditation. Shaking his head, Lin Xun decided to leave it aside for the moment. He then pushed the door open and stepped out.
A villager was waiting in the courtyard. Lin Xun recognized him. It was Ying Hao, owner of 0.27 hectare of spiritual land.
“It’s you, Brother Ying. Sorry to keep you waiting.” Lin Xun just recalled that today was scheduled to eradicate pests for Ying Hao.
“Never mind. I just got here. I believe you haven’t eaten anything, brother Lin? Let’s go to my house and have some food first.” Ying Hao invited him warmly.
“Thanks, but let’s finish the work in spiritual lands first. Food can wait.” Lin Xun smiled and went back to the house to get some tools needed, then left with Ying Hao.
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There were 4.6 hectares of spiritual lands in total in Feiyun Village, which were distributed among the villagers. All spiritual lands were planted with spiritual grains, which could mature twice a year should the weather permit.
Spiritual grains were an indispensable necessity for cultivation with the spiritual energy they contained.
It was well-known that the cultivation realm was divided into five levels, namely Martial Realm, Gang Spirit, Sea Spirit, Tao Insight and Reincarnation Developing.
For practitioners who didn’t break through to the Gang Spirit Realm, materials like spiritual grains were a must for their cultivation. Practitioners who ate spiritual grains all year round could not only provide sufficient power for their body but also improve physical fitness and strengthen their spirit.
Generally speaking, spiritual grains were the food needed by practitioners, which though not valuable, were indispensable.
There were not many practitioners in Feiyun Village, 9 in total, including Lian Rufeng. Therefore, only a small number of spiritual grains were needed. Most spiritual grains, after being harvested from the 4.6 hectares of spiritual lands were sold out in exchange for other daily supplies.
In the gentle morning breezes, a blazing sun rose from the horizon, casting golden lights over the whole village and bringing a layer of tranquility with it!
In the distance, there were numerous mountain ranges and peaks extending far out of sight.