Chapter 256: Who writes a diary?
In that illusion of destiny, her inner garment was guarded by the protective talisman, but it was still broken. Although he later recovered automatically with the support of enough aura and Rong Qing. But as a robe to protect the master, this performance is a dereliction of duty.
Therefore, Rong Qing was a little puzzled when she saw that it actually had the function of self-destruction.
So, as for...
But even if there were some doubts in her heart, Rong Qing's consciousness was still integrated into the dark rags.
This robe has been with her since she started practicing. Even if it is not used in the future, it must be restored to its original appearance.
Rong Qing thought so, but she didn't think more deeply about what kind of attack it suffered in the illusion of Karma before it was shattered - that was a blow from the Taoist Monument of the Origin of Power. The source of Tao, especially the attack from the source of force, how can it be easy to deal with? The fact that it can be restored to its original state afterward is enough to show that this robe is extraordinary.
It was like a candlelight lighting up the entire dark room... As Rong Qing's consciousness merged, the robe sensed the master's aura and gradually "awakened".
The fragments are connected to each other, and the jagged edges blend together without any trace of fragmentation. The colors spread across the fabric gradually gathered together, converging towards the largest black stain.
The cassock was just in Rong Qing's eyes, reborn bit by bit.
The snow-white coat has no mottled colors, and the dark black embroidery is like the long tail feathers of a phoenix, wandering around happily in the snow.
The strong contrast between black and white is eye-catching. Rong Qing was even more excited.
Raising her hand, the outer shawl gently fell on her shoulders, and the hanging hem gently wrapped Rong Qing's body. Xuanhei Fuxiu lay dependently on Rong Qing's shoulder, no longer swimming as if taking a nap, except for the tail end swaying playfully.
At this point, both the outer layer and the inner layer of the cassock are on my body, and I no longer feel any lack of them.
Rong Qing patted her shoulder, said hello to the long-lost little guy, and then moved her eyes to the wooden sword.
From Rong Qing's current perspective, this wooden sword could no longer keep up with her needs.
This wooden sword is both her flying sword and the sword she uses to practice swordsmanship. Made of a special kind of wood, it is sharp enough to cut gold and break jade.
However, in terms of speed, Rong Qing's own speed far exceeds that of Yujian. If you use a sword, the sword will be sharper.
The shrunken slender wooden sword flew between Rong Qing's fingers. This behavior is just like Rong Qing playing with her pen when she was in a daze at school.
Soon, Rong Qing paused with her fingers and clamped the sword blade firmly with her knuckles.
"Although it won't be used very much, it won't be put in a storage ring and never see the light of day."
She used the wooden sword as a hairpin and inserted it into the neatly tied bun on top of her head. It's not that she doesn't like beautiful ornaments, it's just that beautiful ornaments that have no special function are not suitable for participating in fighting skills. In order to win, Rong Qing simply gave up some tricks that had no fighting significance.
Rong Qing planned to put the remaining items such as the Boy in the Palm directly into the Baishiguan warehouse as tears of the times.
Next... Rong Qing's consciousness rummaged around in Ji Chou'er's storage bag.
Ji Chou'er has certainly collected a lot as a god-transformation monk for thousands of years. These are not only her own collections, but mainly the relics of the Ji Dynasty.
Ji Wuwang's Ji Huang Mountain, as the final trump card for the Ji Dynasty to make a comeback, contains treasures accumulated over thousands of years by the Ji Dynasty, a huge dynasty.
This Jihuang Mountain is similar to the treasure outside the customs in "The Deer and the Cauldron". It is the dream of the professional rebels who fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty.
Rong Qing recalled the horrific sight of the family's surroundings when she first arrived at Jihuang Mountain, and knew that all the treasures in Jihuang Mountain had been looted long ago.
The only person who searched for it was Princess Ji, who didn't think so.
However, there are many good things in this storage bag, but there are not many that are eye-catching, and even less that shock Rong Qing. "That's all..." Rong Qing was inevitably a little disappointed, "A lot has been consumed in the past thousand years..."
Rong Qing could only make this guess. After all, even if she has treasures in hand and Hades skills at her disposal, if Princess Ji wants to practice to become a god and cultivate her own power, she will spend a lot of resources behind her.
There may be areas that need to be addressed.
"Maybe my vision is too high?" Rong Qing thought, taking out a transparent cup from the storage bag.
The cup contains a black flame. This flame is not active, burning quietly, giving people a very cold feeling.
There are many types of flames in the world, and no matter how knowledgeable Rong Qing is, it is impossible to know them all. In addition, the flame most likely came from the spirit world, so it was normal for Rong Qing not to see it.
The cup is transparent, but there are dents to the touch. Rong Qing touched the inscription on it and read the words: "Creation is born."
The flame of creation?
Rong Qing recalled that there was no trace of this flame in the jade slip records about the Ji Dynasty. She didn't dare to deal with things she didn't understand at all. For the time being, let this black flame be stored in the cup as it is.
Next, Rong Qing took out jade slips one by one from the storage bag. These jade slips of different sizes and colors soon piled up into a hill on the ground in front of Rong Qing.
Without the consciousness to look into the jade slips, Rong Qing didn't know what was recorded on these jade slips.
"It's best to have some inheritance. It would be even better if it can be rated as a grade in the book of floating characters." Rong Qing is looking forward to it.
There are so many jade slips, even if Ji Chou'er is a woman who loves to keep diaries, there must be a few that record the secrets of martial arts...
Besides, who would keep a diary?
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In the quiet room, two months passed almost unconsciously.
While Rong Qing was distracted by peeling off the restrictions on the world's number one Gong Gong, she was carefully examining the contents of those jade slips.
The jade slips that were originally piled in a pile in front of Rong Qing are now scattered on both sides of Rong Qing.
"The one on the left..." Rong Qing turned her eyes. There were a huge number of jade slips there, "It's Ji Chou'er's random thoughts."
"And the ones on the right," Rong Qing looked at the jade slips, which only numbered a hundred or so, "are the ones that seriously record the content of cultivation."
Rong Qing never expected that Ji Chou'er was such a person who loved to keep a diary of her moods.
The storage capacity of each jade slip is not small, and there are still so many jade slips. On average, three jade slips are used a year to record one's feelings.
Absolutely.
"However, it is not completely worthless." Rong Qing's eyes darkened a little. "Although these contents are complicated, they are also detailed."
For example, there were many private transactions between Yinsi and Princess Ji during the past thousand years.
For example, what Princess Ji saw and heard after entering the underworld after obtaining the mask...
(End of chapter)