The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

"Kiuzhou Cauldron?"

Lin Mo was a little surprised.

However, before he could ask, Dong Mingkui walked straight to an unknown place.

Although Lin Mo had doubts, he still chose to follow him.

As the pace deepens, the surrounding scenery gradually becomes dark and mysterious.

Originally, he thought that this was the deepest part of the dragon vein.

But I didn't expect that there was something else going on down there.

Soon, Lin Mo followed Dong Mingkui to a huge underground space.

When his eyes fell in front of him, his expression was slightly startled.

I saw a huge bronze cauldron standing in the center.

It is three meters high, with stable four legs and high ears, showing simplicity and heaviness.

Ding's body is covered with shocking cracks, as if it has experienced countless years of vicissitudes.

This large cauldron is located at the entrance of a cave, as if to block something.

The rich evil spirit that filled the surrounding air leaked from the cave under the cauldron.

Suddenly, Lin Mo's eyes were attracted by the two words on the tripod's ear.

He subconsciously took a few steps forward and saw clearly what seemed to be the word "Yuzhou" written above the tripod's ears. The handwriting was simple and vigorous.

"This is...Yuzhou Ding?!"

Lin Mo's heart moved, and the legend about the Kyushu Cauldron suddenly appeared in his mind.

It is said that during the flood control period of Dayu, nine bronze tripods were cast. Each tripod represented a state and suppressed the luck of that state.

Later, Qin unified the world and began to collect these nine tripods.

However, on the way to move the tripod, one of the tripods accidentally sank into the Si River and disappeared without a trace.

At that time, the Qin Dynasty mobilized thousands of people to search in the river, but the tripod disappeared without a trace.

The tripod that disappeared was the Yuzhou tripod.

I didn't expect to see him here today.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

"Yes."

At this time, Dong Mingkui's voice rang in his ears, "This Yuzhou tripod is one of the artifacts made by Dayu when he was controlling floods.

Later, he was secretly transported here in order to suppress the unusual movements of the dragon vein.

With it, your Alchemy Demon Refining Visualization Technique will surely reach a higher level. "

Lin Mo just nodded, then pointed to the hole under the bronze tripod and asked what was going on.

Dong Mingkui did not hide it deliberately.

"The entrance to the abyss of the demon world is suppressed below. Occasionally, monsters will be lucky enough to escape from here."

Lin Mo understood.

He took a step forward again and looked at it carefully.

This thing is a very important weapon of the country!

After Lin Mo looked at it, he found that there were many small inscriptions like tadpoles on it, which were mysterious and unpredictable.

Although he didn't recognize those tadpole scriptures, he could feel them intuitively. These were words that contained profound meanings.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the tripod body, feeling the mottled lines on it.

At this moment, he seemed to have some kind of wonderful connection with this great cauldron.

A melodious sound suddenly echoed in Lin Mo's ears.

In his eyes, those tadpole-like words seemed to come alive.

Keep swimming, taking Lin Mo with you, swimming in Taixu.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a fleeting moment.

Lin Mo's mind seemed to be completely suppressed by the sound of the cauldron and the words.

I can't move, think, or think, and even my thoughts feel like they can't turn around.

At this time, Lin Mo was already immersed in the magical changes brought about by the Yuzhou Cauldron.

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In a quaint mansion in Kyoto City.

The moonlight shines through the window lattice and dapples on the bluestone ground, adding a bit of mystery to this quiet night.

Long Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the world in front of him gradually became clearer.

She found herself lying on a soft bed, surrounded by the faint scent of herbs.

"Grandpa Yu..."

Yu Qian, who was standing by the bed, immediately sat up straight, with a look of joy on his face.

"Xiaoyi, you finally woke up! You slept for three days and three nights, which really worried me to death, old man."

Long Yi rubbed his swollen forehead and felt a little hot.

"Three days and three nights? How could I be unconscious for so long?"

Yu Qian patted the back of her hand gently and comforted: "Don't worry, you are awake now, everything will be fine."

At this time, the Taoist priest Jiuling, who had been dozing off in the corner, was also awakened by the noise of the two men.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he saw Long Yi wake up, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Xiaoyi, you finally woke up, how do you feel now?"

Long Yi looked at Old Taoist Jiuling and then at Yu Qian, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"Except for being a little dizzy, everything else is fine."

The old Taoist Jiuling stared at her closely, with a trace of doubt on his face first, and then deep thinking.

He pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly: "You... the evil dragon spirit in your body was suppressed by the power of Suzaku?"

Long Yi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"I don't know, I just feel fine now and there doesn't seem to be any discomfort."

"This is strange..." Jiuling Old Taoist was very puzzled.

"As long as everything is fine now." Yu Qian interjected with a smile.

Although there was a smile on his face, there was a bit of fatigue hidden in his eyes.

Long Yi seemed to have remembered something at this time and asked with concern: "Grandpa Yu, how is your health?"

Yu Qian smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I am very strong, but you have just woken up, so you'd better rest more."

The old Taoist Jiuling looked at him deeply without making any mistakes.

In the past few days, he had seen Yu Qian cough several times.

Every time he would cough up black blood, it was obvious that his body had been severely damaged.

But Yu Qian still took care of the unconscious Long Yi.

I haven't slept much these days.

Jiuling Lao Tao knew about the relationship between the two, so he couldn't bear to expose Yu Qian's white lies.

However, if he just drags it on like this, I'm afraid Yu Qian won't have a few years to live.

Thinking of this, Old Taoist Jiuling couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, with a sad look on his face.

Long Yi didn't notice anything unusual.

At this time, she was slightly thirsty, so she asked Yu Qian beside her for a glass of water.

After finishing the drink, she suddenly asked: "Where are Grandpa Yu, Grandpa Jiuling, and Brother Lin Jiu? How is he?"

The two old men looked at each other, with a trace of hesitation on their faces.

The old Taoist Jiuling took a deep breath and considered his words.

"He... is still in the dragon vein."

After hearing this, Long Yi's expression changed and he asked nervously: "What? He's still in there? How long has it been, why hasn't he come out yet?"

Her eyes were full of worry and uneasiness.

Upon seeing this, Old Taoist Jiuling explained: "Senior Chongtongzi has already gone to see it in person. He said there should be no danger to his life."

"But... it's been three days. If there's no danger, why hasn't he come out yet?"

"Maybe... he has come out, but for some reason it is inconvenient to show up."

Yu Qian tried to explain.

Long Yi was silent.

However, she couldn't rest assured if she didn't see Lin Mo safe and sound with her own eyes.

Thinking of Lin Mo's desperate rush into danger that day in order to save her and her grandfather, her heart was filled with gratitude and worry.

She stood up and said firmly, "No, I have to go back and see him."

Yu Qian and Old Taoist Jiuling looked at each other helplessly.

But at this moment, a calm voice came from outside the door: "Let her go."