"You also know talismans?" Tu Shi looked at the words on Ye Su's body in confusion. Two hundred years have passed, and Qianjimen has changed its business? Back then, he saw that Zhang Fengfeng was not serious at a young age. Now that he has become the head of the sect, he must be even more lawless.
Ye Su said casually: "I learned a little by myself."
Lian Lian and Cheng Huaian: "..."
Did they learn this by themselves? They have been studying for nearly twenty years, but they still don't understand the symbols on the stone tablet.
Ye Su looked at the broken stele. It was seven feet long, and that was only one-third of the stele. She bent down and touched the crack on the broken stele. The material of this stele was too special. She had never seen it before, and it was not even described in the book.
"What's wrong?" Tu Shi asked.
"The broken steles need to be pieced together. I'll try to repair the crack first." Ye Su pointed to the broken steles on the ground.
She had several kinds of bonding soil in her hand, but due to the material of the stone tablet, she didn't know which one could be used, so she could only try them one by one.
Ye Su took out all the adhesive soils from her Qiankun bag and tried each one, but none of them worked at all.
"… "
If it can't be glued at all, there can only be one possibility: this stone tablet needs better adhesive soil.
Ye Su even took a pinch of the Kalash mud the size of a fingernail and smeared it on. This was the adhesive soil that she had bought from Huang Erqian at the cost of a large sum of spirit stones. She was going to give it to her second junior brother Ming Liusha as his coming-of-age gift.
This mud is the best material for repairing small magical instruments. It can bond magical instruments made of almost any material. Unexpectedly, it still has no effect on the stone tablet.
Ye Su squatted in front of the broken stele, a little dazed. No stone, not even the mud, could repair it.
You Fushi also squatted beside her and wiped his hands with the hem of Ye Su's clothes several times.
He had done this too many times, and Ye Su didn't even have the mood to take a second look, so he let his junior brother use the hem of his pants as a towel.
"How is it?" Xu Chengyu asked.
"Is the adhesive soil..." Ye Su stood up and was about to perform a cleaning spell on the hem of her skirt, but when she lowered her head, she felt numb.
There were several thick milky white mud handprints stuck on her hem, but the point was not that, but that the mud looked too familiar!
A weapon refiner must memorize the Treasure Notes, which ranks third.
—The cold crystal mud formed under the frozen land for ten thousand years is milky white in color, has a clear smell and a cold taste, and generates heat when touched. A small amount has a high effect, and one drop can repair everything. It is rumored to be the adhesive soil used to repair artifacts before the gods' death.
Ye Su lifted the hem of her skirt and smelled a cool scent. She stretched out her fingers and gently rubbed and twisted it a little, and it really began to heat up.
"What's wrong with the adhesive soil?" Xu Chengyu asked when he didn't hear Ye Su continue the second half of the sentence.
"There is no problem with the adhesive soil." Ye Su raised his head and said nonchalantly, "Please check all the broken monuments and place them next to the monument body."
Everyone present was not a weapon refiner and was not familiar with this kind of adhesive soil, especially Wu Jianpai and Lu Jiu. These four people had already seen You Fushi's behavior and thought that Ye Su was concerned about the white handprint on the hem, so they turned around and looked for the broken stele that was consistent with the stele.
Ma Congqiu also took the time to explain to Tu Shi and Wuxing Zong.
…
Ye Su turned around and looked at You Fushi who had stood up: "This is cold crystal mud, you... don't waste it like this next time."
Although I had already seen his ruthless nature, I still couldn't accept it.
You Fu Shi was silent, and could not understand or hear anything.
He had seen Ye Su take out a pile of mud before, and at that moment he was suddenly connected to his own space for some reason. With a thought, a lump of white mud appeared in his hand.
By the time You Fushi reacted, the space was no longer connected. He didn't like the sticky touch of the white mud in his hands. He pinched it a few times, getting it all over his hands, and then rubbed it on Ye Su's hem.
This mortal will clean it up anyway.
"Hand." Ye Su asked him to stretch out his hand.
He didn't stretch out when he was crouching, and even turned sideways, trying to turn his back to her.
"Don't use the mist to kill the flower." Ye Su paused and said, "Wipe all the mud off your hands."
When You Fushi heard this, he immediately turned around and stretched his hand in front of Ye Su, asking this mortal to help him wipe his hands.
Ye Su: “…”
She tore off the hem of her Taoist robe that was covered with white mud and put it away. Then she took her junior fellow apprentice's hand, lowered her head, and used a handkerchief to wipe the remaining white mud between his fingers, even between his nails.
You Fushi calmly and habitually let her wipe it, with his fingers spread out, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was the cold crystal mud or the whiteness of his hands.
"There's more here." The junior brother confidently moved his ring finger, indicating that there was still a little white mud on his fingertip.
"When you go back, you have to carry a copy of the Hundred Treasures Notebook, so as not to treat the treasures as grass." Ye Su raised his eyes to look at him, "Don't pretend not to hear when you are in the ambush."
"You didn't ask me where the mud came from." You Fushi suddenly said.
"It's cold crystal mud." Ye Su corrected, and then said, "If you want to say it, just say it. If not, I won't ask."
"No."
"…Okay, I'll use the cold crystal mud first."
Ye Su carefully collected all the cold crystal mud, then used spiritual fire to heat and melt it. This process alone took more than ten hours. It was completely different from the previous adhesive soil.
Fortunately, the bonding soil is soft in nature, and the spiritual fire of the Golden Core Stage can be refined with a little more time. But the spiritual energy here is thin, and Ye Su used two high-quality spiritual stones to barely hold on.
After she refined the cold crystal mud, she put it into an empty box. The others also found the corresponding bodies of all the broken stone tablets. Several of the stone tablets had fallen over along with their bases, and it took them a while to sort them out.
Ye Su picked out a few drops of refined cold crystal mud from the box, and continued to flatten it and smear it on the broken edge of the stone tablet until it turned transparent.
After painting the broken edge of the stone tablet in front of her, she looked at the others and said, "We need to glue it back on."
Upon hearing this, Tu Shi bent down, exerted his strength with both arms, lifted up the broken stele, and easily jumped, pressing the broken stele against the stele body. He stood on the top of the stele and asked, "How about this?"
Xu Chengyu took the initiative to fly up on his sword and took Ye Su to fly to the broken part of the stone tablet to see.
"Okay." Ye Su scraped off the excess cold crystal mud and continued to repair other stone tablets.
…
Five days later.
"She really doesn't need to rest?" Cheng Huaian looked at Ye Su who was still repairing the stone tablet, unable to understand.
Monks can go without sleep for a long time, but they also need to meditate and rest. They have taken turns to rest here three times.
"When Fellow Daoist Ye is in a good mood, he will be like this." As the person who has known Ye Su the longest here, Lu Jiu still understands a little bit.
"There are only a few stone tablets left." Xu Chengyu said, "She should want to repair them all."
Tu Shi held the staff and looked at Ye Su: You are indeed worthy of being a disciple of Qianji Sect.
In order to effectively cover the cracks in the broken monument with the refined cold crystal mud, the refiner needs to use his spiritual power to level it and fill it. Ye Su is very patient in doing this, but overdrawing his spiritual power is inevitable.
The sea of consciousness in her soul began to boil and churn again, but this time it carried a hint of anxiety.
…
Ye Su took a step back and said tiredly, "All the stone tablets have been repaired."
She looked at the last repaired stone tablet. There was still a thin layer of cold crystal mud left in the box in her hand.
Everyone looked around at the forest of stone tablets and suddenly discovered that the thin spiritual energy in the air began to flow slowly.
"The speed at which the spiritual energy disappears has slowed down." Tu Shi was the first to feel it. He had the highest cultivation level and was most familiar with this place.
"You go and rest for a while." Xu Chengyu said, "We'll guard here first."
"Okay." Ye Su did not refuse. He found an open space and sat down to meditate and rest.
Tu Shi stood in the middle of the stone tablet, looked around, and suddenly shook his head: "No, no."
He ran around all the restored stone tablets like a madman, then stopped, knelt on his knees and wrote and drew on the wasteland with his fingers, memorizing the positions of all the stone tablets, and finally came up with a magic circle.
“Hahahahahaha!” Tu Shi’s eyes were filled with tears, “Magic circle! It’s actually a magic circle!”
Xu Chengyu and others frowned and looked at the Buddhist disciple in front of them, doubts arising in their hearts.
"Two hundred years, a full two hundred years!" Tu Shi tightly grasped the staff, "I didn't even realize that this is a magic circle!"
Although talisman practitioners and magic practitioners are not from the same lineage, they have similarities with each other. Cheng Huaian could somewhat understand Tu Shi's thoughts. This stone tablet was actually a large magic array, and as a magic practitioner, he had stayed here for two hundred years without discovering this magic array. No one could accept this immediately.
Tu Shi knelt on the ground and suddenly vomited blood, which scared several people.
"Senior!" Zhou Yun immediately stepped forward, trying to support him, and asked, "Are you okay?
Tu Shi waved his hand and stood up. "I'm fine. This formation is very powerful. I was exhausted just by memorizing its formation diagram."
"Since it is a magic array, there must be a center of the array." Lian Lian stepped forward and said, "Senior, do you have a way to break the array?"
After Tu Shi calmed down, he shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about whether I can find the center of the formation, but this formation cannot be broken."
"Why?" Lian Lian asked.
"This formation is vast and huge, it is not set up by ordinary people." Tu Shi regained his rationality, "The lock is in the middle, the gates of life and death are all cut off, this formation is suppressing something."
There used to be countless powerful beings in the world of cultivation. Even before the death of gods, various gods came to the world. There were always some places where evil things or monsters were suppressed.
The object suppressed by the Tushi Temple formation must be extraordinary.
"The spiritual energy in the world has decreased, most likely because the formation has been damaged." He said, "We should not break the formation, but repair it."
No one objected.
"Although we are both rune practitioners, we have never seen these runes before, so we still need some time to learn." Cheng Huaian said, "Why don't we wait for Fellow Daoist Ye to have a good rest before making any plans."
"You guys wait here." Tu Shi held the staff and pounded it heavily on the ground. "There must be more than just runes on the stone tablet. Such a huge magic circle must have other small magic circles connected together. I'll go take a look first."
Tu Shi chose a point in the magic circle and began looking for traces.
…
Ye Su held a piece of top-grade spirit stone sent by Ma Congqiu in each hand, and then entered into a state of meditation and looked inward at her spiritual palace. The starlight in her sea of consciousness dimmed, and she kept approaching the "sea surface" and kept sinking into it.
The sea of consciousness instantly surrounded her, and countless memories floated past her.
Ye Su watched the memories passing by her intently, and when she saw the memory she wanted, she immediately clicked on it.
—It is the stone stele forest in the first small secret territory.
Strangely, there were also a few broken stone tablets, but they did not fall down and were still standing on the tablets.
What did Ye Su see from the corner of her eye? It was...
Her sea of consciousness could only reproduce what she had seen. Even if Ye Su wanted to take a closer look, she could only see that one angle.
But she was too familiar with the state of that thing in the past few days. It was cold crystal mud, hanging on the broken part of the stone tablet.
In an instant, Ye Su thought of You Fushi.