Fire pearls were an important specialty of the Heavenly River and were extremely valuable. They contained the purest Yang energy. For most martial artists in the Heavenly River, they could directly consume them to stabilize and improve their cultivation.
Although the Heavenly River was rich in fire pearls, fishing for them was a very dangerous job. Every day, pearl divers would die.
Because fire pearls were produced from a poisonous shellfish, the poison glands inside would be stimulated when they were harvested, and the poison would spread everywhere. If one could not escape in time, they would die inside.
Moreover, the corrosive Yang energy at the bottom of the Heavenly River was more than a hundred times stronger than the surface of the river. Soaking in it for a long time would cause the energy in the body to flow in reverse, the meridians to shrink, and even the bones and flesh to peel off.
Therefore, a pearl diver's daily working hours were determined by their cultivation.
Nuo Xi's daily harvesting time was four hours.
Once it was over, it would cause damage to the body.
In addition to pearl harvesting, there were often all kinds of strange things floating at the bottom of the Heavenly River, such as corpses.
In fact, corpses were the pearl divers' favorite and fought for the most.
Ordinary corpses that fell into the water would completely rot before they sank to the bottom. Those that could sink to the bottom were not ordinary corpses.
Often, many strange corpses were more valuable than fire pearls.
Two months ago, Nuo Xi was about to leave after harvesting fire pearls from a body of water. However, he found a strange cave at the bottom of the river and swam in.
The cave was not big, about a thousand feet in diameter. What surprised Nuo Xi was that it was empty inside and there was no water.
And in the center of the cave, a strange martial artist was sitting cross-legged.
Looking closely, he had been dead for a long time, and his corpse had withered.
After a brief shock, Nuo Xi was immediately overjoyed.
Because from the appearance of this cave, it should be a barrier set up by the martial artist when he was alive. After a long time and the corrosion of the river, the cave was formed. And there was no water pouring in, proving that this cave had just formed.
Nuo Xi was overjoyed and hurriedly searched the corpse.
If he could find something in a storage Origin Artifact, he might be rich and change his fate.
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Unfortunately, there is nothing on this corpse."
Nuo Xi was stunned and said in shock, "How did you know?"
Zi Yuan laughed and scolded, "Stupid! If you were already rich, would you still be selling information and meeting us? "
Nuo Xi smiled bitterly, "I see. The Holy Lord and Zi Yuan are indeed smart. It's not like there's nothing on the corpse. "
Nuo Xi searched his body and took out a golden piece of metal. He handed it to Yang Qingxuan and said, "Saint Lord, take a look."
He didn't know what material that piece of metal was made of, but it felt heavy in his hand. It had lost all its luster, giving off a sense of vicissitudes.
Yang Qingxuan looked at it carefully. There were rust stains on the iron plate, but he could still clearly see the green patterns on it. They were like mysterious waves, and in the depths of the ripples, there were vague illusions of palaces and rakes.
On the back of the iron plate, there was a line of small words engraved in ancient demon language: Karma gather, gather Tiandu, change the path of God, obtain eternal life.
Yang Qingxuan stared at the words with a stern look in his eyes.
It was as if there was an inexplicable attraction that made him unable to extricate himself.
Zi Yuan noticed Yang Qingxuan's abnormality and asked in surprise, "Brother Qing Xuan, what's wrong?"
Yang Qingxuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered, "There are extremely deep traces of time on this item. It's very likely to be an ancient item. Furthermore, it's engraved with pure demon characters. Then, the two words' Heavenly Capital 'on it should be referring to the Ninth Heaven."
Zi Yuan murmured, "Karma gather, gather Tiandu, change the path of God, obtain eternal life … Does this mean that gathering Tiandu can be exchanged for the path of God, obtain eternal life? What is the path of God? What can be exchanged for it? "
Yang Qingxuan also frowned and turned the iron plate over. He stared at the ripples on it. In a trance, the ripples moved and gradually formed illusions, like an illusory palace and a rake.
"The cycle of heaven, all things live and die. Other than the body of Dao, how can there be eternal life? Even for people like Gu Yao and Yin Wu Of Gojoseon, who transcended the Nirvana Realm and traveled the universe, they still had the Five Decays of Heaven and Man. Aren't these words a little too fantastical? "
Yang Qingxuan stared at the iron plate for a while and was inexplicably lost in thought.
Zi Yuan asked, "Nuo Xi, didn't you say that the information of the Nine Levels of Heaven is in a few jade scrolls?"
Nuo Xi said, "The jade scrolls were passed down from my ancestors. There is a box. Most of the records are about mountains and rivers, and there are a few records about the Nine Levels of Heaven. "
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat. He thought about Nuo Xi's bloodline and ancestors. Perhaps there really was some precious information left behind. He said, "Quick, take me to see it."
He put away the piece of metal.
The three of them quickly came to the dilapidated house. Nuo Xi pushed the door open and called out, "Nuo Li, brother is back."
There was no one in the house. There were only simple tables, chairs, and beds. It was dark and damp, and the house was bare.
There was a piece of paper on the table.
Nuo Xi picked it up and looked at it. His face suddenly changed. It said, "Brother, I went to pick Fire Pearls with Winnie. I've grown up. I need to learn how to help brother. "
"Bastard!"
Nuo Xi was furious. He stomped his feet anxiously, "How many times have I told her! She must not pick Fire Pearls! It's dangerous, very dangerous, she just won't listen! "
Nuo Xi's face was full of anxiety. He hurried to a wall and knocked on it. He found a brick and pulled it out.
There was a hidden compartment inside. There were a few simple storage pouches.
Nuo Xi handed one of the pouches to Yang Qingxuan and said, "There are some things left behind by my ancestors. They may be of help to the Holy Lord." Then he said, "I ask the Holy Lord to let me leave for a while. I will go find my sister."
Yang Qingxuan said, "Go."
Nuo Xi was overjoyed. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Holy Lord!" Then he ran away.
Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan sat down at the broken table and opened the storage pouches.
There were more than forty jade slips stacked inside. They were of different shapes and sizes. It was obvious that they had been passed down for different periods of time.
There was also a metal box.
A trace of surprise flashed through Yang Qingxuan's eyes. He looked at the metal box, somewhat absent-minded.
Zi Yuan asked, "Brother Qingxuan, what's wrong?"
Yang Qingxuan didn't say anything. He picked up the metal box and opened it. There was a yellowed map inside. There were traces of Dao patterns engraved on it.
Zi Yuan said in surprise, "Ancient Dragon Skin?"
Yang Qingxuan's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something unbelievable. He hurriedly grabbed the Ancient Dragon Skin in his hand and abruptly opened it.
He didn't even look at what was engraved on it. He couldn't wait to look at the lower right corner.
In the corner, there was a clear signature: Master Huang Ting.
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