Sword Dao Alchemy

"I have something to learn."

Liang Hong said angrily: "Senior Brother Lin is the one we deserve to learn from."

"So... now I ask Senior Brother Lin for advice, which direction should we go?"

Lin Yun smiled faintly, pointed in one direction and said, "Let's go there...the Valley of the Soldiers."

"The Valley of the Soldiers?" Jin Fan was startled and said, "That is the only place in Shenzhong Mountain that is not dangerous, and it is also the only place where people live."

"It is rumored that the people who survive inside are the descendants of the survivors of that battle."

"It's just that they never mentioned the war that year, and no one talked about the bells, thunder and drums, and they were not interested in practicing. People from a single valley are not much better than ordinary people."

"So... that should be the least likely place in the entire Divine Bell Mountain to hide the Divine Bell."

"That's right... that place is too ordinary. No one wants to go there to look for it." Liang Hong also agreed.

"It's precisely because it's so ordinary... that it's a little abnormal." Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Maybe the people in the Valley of the Soldiers don't know what's hidden around them."

"But it is also this way that makes it easier to hide secrets..."

"Ah! Senior Brother Lin... what you said makes sense." Jin Fan exclaimed: "I... never thought of it..."

"Humph! Whether it makes sense or not, you won't know until you go there." Liang Hong sneered.

His voice was extremely disdainful, but his actions could not deceive anyone.

He actually walked to the front first.

Maybe he wanted to find the key thing hidden in the Valley of the Soldiers first, so that he could switch from passive to active.

In just an hour, they had arrived at the Valley of the Soldiers.

Zhibing Valley is thousands of miles long, but it is dotted with nearly a hundred villages and towns.

They walked slowly from village to village, looking for special places among them.

Wherever you go, there is a peaceful atmosphere, full of vitality and prosperity.

There were no rich or noble people, and no one was hungry or cold.

While walking, people like them who had advanced cultivation actually felt ashamed and noticed many loopholes in their cultivation.

It's just that this feeling occurs in different people, but has different reactions.

In the view of Liang Hong and Jin Fan, it was the low level here that lowered their level and distanced them from the supreme avenue, which was why so many loopholes appeared.

But in Lin Yun's view, this kind of ordinaryness is the highest road, not humble in the eyes of those with high ambitions and low hands.

Practitioners often experience dangers and pursue the realm of strength in a life of nine deaths.

But it is rare to find such a quiet and natural place to feel the real flavor of life.

Maybe they sit in meditation sometimes.

But it was definitely not a kind of tranquility. Instead, it was a mixture of life and death and hatred in the heart.

Therefore, the peace of body and mind can only appear in this most ordinary life without desires and desires.

Lin Yun thought of these things, so he finally captured the fleeting thing in this dullness.

They were walking on the streets of a village.

They have visited dozens of such villages and towns.

They were all bland and nothing was discovered.

"Here... there won't be any clues at all..." Liang Hong muttered suddenly.

The long period of getting nothing made him feel so depressed that he was about to burst.

Although Jin Fan didn't speak, his face was ashen.

An old woman was pounding rice on the street.

Although she is old and weak, it is very difficult for her to pound rice.

But there was still a happy smile on her face.

Because...the rice is pounded, which means that delicious meals can be prepared for her hard-working husband and son to eat.

Be able to pay for the people you love and not complain about your own hard work.

This is the reason for her happiness.

This is a kind of great road between heaven and earth.

Lin Yun couldn't help but stop.

He listened to the sound of pounding rice.

The sound of the stone pestle hitting the rice became the sound of the great road between heaven and earth.

Seeing Lin Yun stop, Liang Hong and Jin Fan were very surprised.

Jin Fan still resisted asking, but the irritability in his heart was already reflected on his face.

Liang Hong couldn't help but asked: "Senior Brother Lin! What's there to see from an old woman pounding rice? There are more than tens of millions of beauties in Wushuang City..."

Lin Yun sighed helplessly.

Is this a master who has profound spiritual practice?

How come my heart is no different from that pervert on the street?

So, he stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture.

Then he whispered: "Listen carefully to the sound of pounding rice, and you will find that the secret of Shenzhong Mountain is hidden in it."

Hearing this, Jin Fan was moved in his heart and said, "Food is the most important thing for people?"

"Yes! So...the sound of pounding rice...is also the avenue of heaven and earth..." Lin Yun's voice was very ethereal.

The eyes of Jin Fan and Liang Hong who were actually guided were a little blurred, and they focused on the stone pestle for pounding rice...

Naturally, Lin Yun's voice was not that magical.

What really works is the secret of Shenzhong Mountain.

They want to hear some secrets.

Sure enough, when the human heart only focuses on one thing.

Even though things may seem ordinary, you can also find their hidden value.

"Unexpectedly, behind the sound of pounding rice, there is the faint sound of golden bells and war drums..." Liang Hong was speechless.

"Yes...it seems...this stone pestle is a treasure passed down from the ancient battlefield..." Jin Fan sighed.

"Then I want to buy it..." Liang Hong was excited.

If he gets the stone pestle, he can make up for his regret of losing the paper with the strange array diagram.

But he didn't think seriously that Lin Yun could get the array diagram from him, so he could naturally take the stone pestle.

It depends on whether it is necessary.

Liang Hong didn't think deeply, he walked towards the old woman.

Lin Yun didn't stop him.

This stone pestle is not something passed down from ancient times. It has only been a hundred years since it was made.

It can't be called a treasure, but it is a useful thing to open the treasure.

"Old man, I want to buy your stone pestle..."

Liang Hong excitedly took out a golden note with a glittering glow, which can be exchanged for huge wealth in any city in the Eastern Spirit Dynasty.

The old woman looked at the glittering golden note, and a trace of surprise appeared in her eyes, and then returned to calmness.

"This thing is nice... but it can't bring me anything..."

"Of course, I'm not greedy for anything..."

"If you really want it... I'll give it to you after I finish pounding this load of rice."

"After all... it will take some time for my old man to make a new stone pestle for me, and I can't go without rice during this period..."

The old woman was still pounding rice with great effort, and she was not tempted by the gold note that could be exchanged for a huge fortune.

Maybe she didn't know it was a good thing.

Maybe she knew it was a good thing, but if she took it, it might bring her trouble.

Because it's not without reason that Zhibing Valley can maintain such a peaceful and happy atmosphere.

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