After Shao Xuan retracted his power of inheritance, he sat on the ground, panting heavily.
Shao Xuan's power of inheritance was almost depleted after activating the bone ornament's power. He was exhausted and did not even have the energy to stand up. It was as if the stomp had used up all of Shao Xuan's energy.
Fortunately, there were no other dangerous creatures or threats here. As long as Shao Xuan did not attack, the valley was still very safe. The Xia shamans had set up a barrier here as a form of protection. However, even without this, Gongjia Mountain was within Xia Valley. The valley was deathly silent, not even a mouse could be found, much less other beasts.
After sitting on the ground and panting for a while, Shao Xuan moved his stiff muscles and stood up slowly. He walked to the side to pick some fruit. He had used up too much energy so he had to eat some wild fruit to quench his thirst.
Needless to say, this fruit didn't look like much, but it was crispy and juicy. After eating it, he felt a cool breeze wash away the burning pain in his body. Because of the forceful expansion of his meridians just now, the injury was also quickly healing.
There was a field of grain growing nearby. Shao Xuan did not know what kind of grain it was but Gongjia Heng had said that everything here was edible. It was something the Xia people used to grow. After the Xia tribe split up and the Xia people left, these grains sprouted freely here, growing generation after generation. Every time the Xia people came, they would clean this place up.
Shao Xuan ate a few fruits in a row. His hunger subsided and his power of inheritance was recovering. However, it was very slow. He did not know how long it would take for him to recover to his original state. This time, he had indeed exceeded his limit but Shao Xuan had a feeling that after this, the amount of totemic power and power of inheritance he could store in his body would increase.
Whether that was true or not, he would know when he fully recovered. If that was true, it was a good thing. Shao Xuan planned to train more with the bone ornament in the future. If used well, it would be of great help to Yanjiao.
There were all kinds of vines crawling all over the mountain walls. Some of them still had fruits hanging on them. Some of them were still in their flowering stage, while others had probably already borne fruit or had yet to reach their flowering and fruiting season.
Shao Xuan walked to a corner and plucked a fruit hanging from a vine. It was rare for him to come here, so he wanted to try Gongjia Valley's specialties.
When he plucked the fruit, the fruit moved the leaves on the vine. Shao Xuan paused and moved his hand away from the fruit on the vine. He pushed aside the leaves to reveal the mountain wall.
There were some words on the mountain wall, but the handwriting was not all the same. The size of the words were also different.
These were not cloud patterns, so Shao Xuan could understand them.
As he read, Shao Xuan realised that these were answers to his previous questions. That was why Shao Xuan followed the handwriting and found the first line.
The person who carved the words was probably not a Xia person. He had found this place but realised he could not enter Gongjia Mountain. He had almost killed himself. After all, the Xia shaman's restrictions were not to be trifled with. Outsiders could not enter.
After much hesitation, the person carved the question he did not understand on the mountain wall. The bronze he made always had problems. He felt that something must have gone wrong when he smelted the ores.
It had been a long time since he carved these words. Perhaps at that time, blacksmithing was not as advanced as it was now. Very few people had mastered the technique. This person was obsessed with blacksmithing but had no talent. He did not understand the technique and could not find any other Xia people to help him. He did not know where he heard about Gongjia Mountain and came here. He even succeeded in reaching this place.
After carving his question, the person left. He did not see his handwriting after that.
After that person had carved his question, finally, one day, a Xia person came and saw the words on the mountain. He was in a good mood and carved his answer on the mountain wall. The general meaning was: First, control the heat. Second, pay attention to the gas that appears when the ores are smelted. There was a sense of elegance in the handwriting. Seeing the words was like seeing the person.
Although these words were carved, the strokes were very natural. It did not feel like it was broken. It was a whole and there was a faint aura brewing. It was clear that the person who carved these words was very skilled.
After the first person answered, another Xia person came here after some time. When he saw the question and answer on the mountain wall, he added on to the first person's answer. He explained the first person's suggestion of controlling the heat and observing the gas when the ores were smelted. During smelting, different coloured gases would appear when the ores were melted. First, there would be black gas. As the temperature of the furnace rose, yellow and white gas would appear. This was not enough. When the furnace temperature rose, green flames would appear. When the green and white gas appeared, when the ores were completely melted, only green gas would be left. That was when the ores were ready to be smelted.
The second person's words were very proper. Every word was written seriously, not as elegant as the first person's.
After that, there was a third person. Not only did he supplement the previous two answers, but he also mentioned the best ratio for casting and forging different tools. After all, bronzeware was not entirely made of copper. There were other metals as well. Different tools had different amounts of different metals.
Shao Xuan took out a piece of animal skin and wrote down all these.
After that, there was a fourth person. First, he admitted what the first few people had said. Then, he gave some personal opinions. For example, when smelting, adding a type of beast's blood would make the forged copper stronger. It could even cut through stone easily.
Shao Xuan continued copying. He shrunk the words on the mountain wall and copied them onto the animal skin, including the style of the person who wrote them. Shao Xuan couldn't understand the two words, so he couldn't guess what kind of beast he was talking about. However, Shao Xuan still wrote it down. He copied it down first, and then he could ask people later. Shao Xuan didn't know what kind of beast he was talking about. Shao Xuan didn't understand it, and couldn't guess what kind of beast he was talking about.
After that, someone finally refuted the first person's words. Probably out of respect for their ancestors, they did not directly curse or say things like "nonsense". However, they left a sentence: "How can metal be mixed with other things?!"
This person must have been very emotional when he carved the words. Every word was carved deeply and forcefully, as if he wanted to chisel it down with all his strength. He refuted the former's suggestion of adding beast's blood to the smelting process. He felt that it was a crooked method.
After that, there were also people who wrote on whether to add beast's blood to the smelting process, whether to mix in other things, or whether to use a crooked method to make weapons and other things. They wrote down their own opinions. Some people even said that they had used human blood before. Some people agreed, while others disagreed.
The last person wrote: "What the ancestors and seniors said is very reasonable. Let me go back and verify it …"
After that, there was no more. The last person who left a message did not come back. Not only the last person, but the people who came before did not come back. Otherwise, they would have continued their "discussion". Although they respected their ancestors, they were not like the other tribes. They did not think that their ancestors were all right. Their forging skills were improving and innovating. While they worshipped and thanked their ancestors, they also believed in the new things they had mastered.
Shao Xuan did not know whether the last person had verified it successfully or not. He also did not know whether other things could be added during the smelting process. He wrote down the "discussion" on the wall that spanned thousands of years without missing a word.
When the Xia people were outside, they were very protective of their skills. They would not let outsiders learn their skills. However, here, they seemed to have abandoned the barriers of blood and purely discussed it with the attitude of discussing skills. Perhaps they also had the intention of letting the future generations admire them. At the end, they even left their names.
Unfortunately, they only had one chance to leave a message. After they left, no one came back.
After he finished writing, his arm was still sore. Shao Xuan kept the animal skin scroll and moved his arm. He ate a few more fruits and found a suitable place to rest.
It was almost dark now. He had used up a lot of energy today so Shao Xuan needed a good rest to recover his depleted energy as soon as possible.
It was a little cold in the valley at night but Shao Xuan did not mind. He plucked a melon as a pillow and fell asleep on the grass.
In Gongjia Mountain, Heng studied the things left behind by the ancestors on the wall for an entire night. During the day, Yang Guang shone in through a transparent crystal so he could read the words on the wall and the things left behind by the Xia ancestors. At night, he took out the glowing crystal Shao Xuan had given him and continued reading.
When he snapped back to reality, his eyes were red but he was full of energy. He wanted nothing more than to continue reading.
Inside Gongjia Mountain, other than the things left behind by the earliest Xia ancestors, every Xia who came would present their best skills to the next generation so that they could learn their best skills and be proud of them. The Xia people's skills were praised by the world. The best skills left behind by the Xia people were priceless treasures that countless Xia people yearned for their entire lives.
Treasures! They were all treasures!
Now, all these treasures were right in front of him. How could Heng remain calm?
However, he was a little hungry. Plus, Shao Xuan was outside the mountain, someone he was wary of. He had to go out and check on him or he wouldn't feel at ease.
Yesterday, when he sensed the commotion, he wanted to go out and take a look. However, he was too engrossed in reading and the commotion outside did not continue. That was why he did not leave the mountain.
There was a pool on Gongjia Mountain that was formed by underground spring water. It was called the Cauldron Pool because it protruded from the ground and looked like a cauldron. The stream that flowed in the valley outside the mountain came from the Cauldron Pool.
The water in the Ding Pool was clear and did not dry all year round. There were even palm-sized fish swimming in it.
Heng used a fishing tool to catch a few fish and got up to leave.
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