I’m Not An Immortal

Chapter 253: Nine types of handwriting

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I had heard before that this water could nourish all things. Now, seeing these few words, which described this water as unique in heaven and on earth, I couldn't help but tremble slightly in my heart.

She looked for a long time before slowly turning her gaze to the ground.

The dust had already been swept away, and the floor tiles on the clean black ground were joined extremely tightly.

Every gap looks like it was cast with molten iron and fits perfectly.

This is where the little mink was circling before.

Jizo Reincarnation Pond Water…

These words naturally emerged from the depths of Jianchou's heart.

She didn't move for the moment.

The excitement in her heart was slowly suppressed by her.

It's nice to have pie falling from the sky, but if you're accidentally killed by it, you'll have no place to cry.

It is better to be safe than sorry.

Jianchou made up his mind. He took another look at the book in front of him and directly opened to the second page.

"Huh?"

After seeing this, Jianchou was surprised again.

Before she saw the words "reincarnation pond water", she thought it was a book of exaggerated strange stories; after seeing the words "reincarnation pond water", she thought it should be a book of records related to the polar regions.

But now, she finally understood—

This is actually a recipe for elixirs!

"The first party, live dry water."

"Three drops of water from the Reincarnation Pond, one drop of the Earth Spirit Spring, and three drops of Blood Green Plum. Light them with the fire of a hundred-year-old cypress and they will be done in three days."

"If you use it, the grass and trees can be turned into ashes and can be used to grow forests."

The handwriting was concise and neat, no different from the one written on the first page. It still exuded a majestic sharpness, and the strokes carried a condescending calmness.

Jianchou read it carefully, his eyes lingering on the "first party" for a long time, and finally he slowly took a breath.

Just as a doctor prescribes medicine when treating an illness, an alchemist also needs a recipe to make elixir, which is called an "elixir formula."

Every pill recipe is the result of experience that the alchemist has summarized after countless failures, and is extremely valuable.

But here...

Jianchou already had a premonition and just kept turning the page.

Second party, third party, fourth party...

Page after page, they were all pill recipes!

Every recipe uses "Reincarnation Pond Water" as the main medicinal ingredient!

This is not only a recipe for elixir, but also a recipe for elixir developed around the "reincarnation pool water"!

At the end of each recipe, there are some comments from the person who recorded it, as well as a description of the effects of the pill.

Even someone like Jianchou who knew basically nothing about alchemy could see it clearly!

One can imagine what kind of terrifying knowledge and experience the writer of this book of pill recipes possesses.

"It's just that... is it easy to get the water from the reincarnation pond?"

Otherwise, how could this person have so much reincarnation water to use for making pills and medicines

This doubt suddenly popped up in Jianchou's mind.

Then, another doubt came along.

She still remembered what she saw in Pinzi Building. The history of Jiyuyu was too short, and in terms of alchemy, weapon refining, and formation formation, there was a huge gap compared to the Nineteen Continents.

It can be seen that when Cao Chou looks at the recipe book in front of her, she can clearly know that her friend, Lu Xiangleng, the medicine girl of Baiyue Valley, is far inferior to this person!

Could it be left by an old senior

Jianchou could only think so.

She continued to flip through the pages.

One by one, new pill recipes appeared before her eyes.

As time goes by, the effectiveness of the pill recipe becomes more amazing, and of course, the medicinal materials used become more precious.

Some recipes can heal physical injuries, some can create fertile soil, some can improve defense, and some can regenerate limbs...

"Wow..."

The room was dark and nothing could be heard except the sound of Jianchou turning pages of a book.

The unread part in my hand is slowly becoming thinner.

Before I knew it, it was already very late at night.

Jianchou's fingers slowly moved to the last page, but the situation surprised her a little.

The last page had a big corner folded up, as if it was a mark.

The side without words was turned over and covered the neat handwriting, so Jianchou couldn't see what was written inside.

She was curious and suddenly became interested in the content of the last page.

Things that can be folded up are probably a little special.

Stretching out his fingers, Jianchou carefully lifted the folded corner and slowly opened it.

Then, the content hidden behind it appeared completely before her eyes.

"Recipe 116, Soul-Reversing Pill."

"Reincarnation Pond Water 100, Gastrodia elata 5, Diju root 6, Blood Jade Buddha's hand 1, Wangbuliuxing 3."

"Fire requires green lotus, burn it in a white tile medicine cauldron, and the elixir will be 70% complete."

"After the pill is ready, it is very potent and can be taken continuously. First, it replenishes the remaining soul and creates something out of nothing; second, it nourishes the soul and elevates the realm; third, it builds a golden body and has no end..."

"How is that possible!"

At that moment, Jianchou opened his eyes wide in surprise, and even showed an expression of disbelief!

Everything, like a revolving lantern, flashed past Jianchou's eyes in an instant:

In the arsenal, there is a rusty sliver of sky sealed under the glacier;

Beside Guihe Well, Fudaoshanren looked relaxed, but actually had a worried look in his eyes;

besides…

Since entering the Extreme Realm, she has faced various difficulties in cultivation!

"The soul is incomplete, and the body is empty."

"If you are below the level of the body, you are invincible. If you question your conscience, you will surely die..."

A strong bitter taste bloomed on Jianchou's tongue.

She held the recipe book in her hands in a daze, looking at the three words "Soul-Reversing Pill" on it. She had a feeling as if she was in a dream: Did she really find it

When he heard the phrase “can nourish all things”, Jianchou did not care. After all, the existence of “soul” cannot be covered by the word “thing”.

When she returned to the study and opened the book, she realized that she might have underestimated the effect of the "Reincarnation Pond Water". However, she still did not completely believe it because the possibility of exaggeration still existed.

Until now...

The recipe for the "Soul-Defying Pill" was clearly written here, and even the refining method and its functions and effects were written in great detail layer by layer.

The unexpected pie in the sky finally hit Jianchou and made him dizzy.

She even suspected that someone was playing a trick on her and deliberately created such a thing.

But when she turned around and looked around -

The three plum blossoms were still motionlessly inserted in the plum vase, and the window paper looked bright white.

There is nothing unusual.

She originally thought that she had reached her dead end and was even forced to take risks, but in the blink of an eye, a turning point appeared before her.

like…

If the water in the reincarnation pool is really that strong and can repair the soul and elevate the realm, although I can't say that I am sure it can help her get out of her current predicament, at least she will not be so passive.

There was a deep crease in the book.

Jianchou's gaze fell on the crease. After a long time, she blinked, closed the book solemnly, and her mind slowly became clear.

She didn't know whether the recipe was true or not, but it was the first time she saw a recipe for "repairing the remaining soul", so no matter whether it was true or not, she had to try it.

Jianchou took a deep breath, looked at the ground two meters in front of Shu'an, and walked over.

She still remembered where Xiao Diao had landed before, which was right on a floor tile in the middle of the entire study.

It is two feet long and wide, dark black in color, dull in luster, and looks no different from the surrounding areas.

Just looking at it this way, there is no clue.

Jianchou leaned over, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly.

“Knock knock.”

A rather solid voice.

This was within Jianchou's expectations.

The area under the floor tiles is not hollowed out directly, so I guess the water from the reincarnation pool would not be hidden underneath in such a simple way.

So she frowned and thought for a moment, then she poured her soul power into her fingertips, took a deep breath, and pressed on the floor tiles with some caution.

The cold touch immediately came through the fingertips.

A tiny bit of soul power flowed along her fingers, penetrated the ground, and slowly went down...

One foot.

Two feet.

Three feet...

Just when the soul power had just reached three feet and was about to cross it, an unusual breath suddenly bounced up from deep underground!

“Oops!”

Jianchou cried out secretly, reacted extremely quickly, withdrew his hand without hesitation, turned over and stood up, the whole person suspended in the air!

"Crash..."

A burst of soft bamboo green light suddenly emerged from deep underground, like a sudden crashing wave.

But there was no violent storm.

It was actually a very gentle force. Although it was fast, it stopped naturally after it appeared only a palm's distance from the ground.

The bamboo-green light flowed gently, drop by drop, slowly outlining some strange contours on the surface.

Six semicircle shapes, crossing each other.

A few points of green light are particularly conspicuous among the green bamboo, and are respectively located at the junction of these semicircles.

This pattern looks strange no matter how I look at it.

Seeing the sorrow clearly, he had never seen it before.

only…

Why do I feel a vague sense of familiarity

A light bulb suddenly lit up in his head, and he saw Chou Ren in mid-air, but his eyes widened instantly: "Formation?"

Yes, if it’s not a formation, then what is it

This familiar structure, and the emerald light distributed at the intersection!

This time, Jianchou was completely surprised.

There were formations in the Extreme Domain, and she had seen them. Most of them were crude. Even the teleportation formation was just a simple and rough circle, and its stability was far inferior to that of the Nineteen Continents.

But this one in front of me...

She looked at it carefully for a long time, but couldn't help frowning.

At first glance, the scene was thick with fog, and lines moved one after another, as if several formations were intersecting and evolving with each other...

Ever-changing and endless!

Even with Jianchou's outstanding talent and extraordinary intuition in this area, he still found it difficult to find even the slightest breakthrough point!

The one who set up the formation is actually a master

But…

"That shouldn't be the case..."

Too many doubts emerged in Jianchou's mind, and the doubts that had been ignored before also emerged at this moment.

How much foundation does Jiyu have as a whole in alchemy, equipment refining, and formations

The owner of this house first had an amazing research book on the "Reincarnation Pond Water" elixir formula, and now she has also created a formation that seems terrifying to her. What is its origin

A hidden powerful monk

But this is the City of the Dead.

Among the seventy-two cities in the underworld, the City of the Dead has the most new ghosts. Although there are some geniuses, its strength is also the weakest.

Monks who live in the City of the Dead will not rent here, powerful monks generally will not rent for fifty years, and new ghosts...

How is it possible to possess such profound knowledge, rich experience, and terrifying attainments in formations

Judging from what Lao Zhou said when he rented this house, although all the previous tenants of this house were a bit weird, none of them were powerful monks and almost all of them were new ghosts with little experience.

Where do these people get the ability to arrange all this

Could this have been there when the house was built

Jianchou was puzzled and at the same time, he was extremely curious about the identity of the owner of the plum vase.

The recipe for the elixir was in that book, she had already read it, it claimed to be able to repair the remaining soul;

The most important alchemy material, "reincarnation pool water", is probably under this floor tile, but she can only watch it, at least at this moment, she is helpless.

Jianchou knew that the formation was gentle and not dangerous, so he slowly landed on the ground again and stood on the edge of the floor tile.

She currently only had a half-baked knowledge of formations, and might be able to handle medium-level formations, but there was no hope for her to handle such a complex formation with thousands of changes;

As for forcibly breaking...

At this moment, with her insignificant strength, it is even more of a pipe dream.

How can I break the formation, lift up this floor tile, and get the water from the reincarnation pool

Jianchou started to have a headache.

She racked her brains but couldn't think of any useful solution. For a moment, she could only stretch out her fingers and pace around the room.

She walked out along the neatly arranged floor tiles and then walked back. Her figure was sandwiched between the bookshelves on both sides. Occasionally, Jianchou's elongated shadow would flash across the neatly arranged book ridges on the shelves...

"Anecdotes from the Extreme Region", "Chronicles of the Eight-Direction City", "Examination of the Extreme Region Battlefield"...

"Notes from the Furnace" and "A Collection of Herbs"...

"Tianmen Formation", "Eight Trigrams and Two Principles", "Qiankun Star and Moon Formation"...

There are all kinds of books, categorized into different categories, extremely rich, even formations are included!

Jianchou was thinking unconsciously in his heart and was about to laugh out loud.

But the moment she raised the corners of her lips, the names of the books suddenly flashed in her mind!

Formation

Formation!

Jianchou stopped suddenly and looked back.

On the bookshelf closest to him, there was more than just one book on formations? It was actually a whole bookshelf full of them!

At that moment, there was a ding-dong sound in her mind—

The owner of the plum vase, the handwriting of the person who cherishes flowers, the elixir formula related to the reincarnation pool water on the table, the reincarnation pool water hidden underground, the mysterious formation...

And at this moment, this tall shelf of old books!

Everything is strung together.

Jianchou suddenly felt that the clues became clearer.

It is unknown who is the owner of the plum vase, and he uses the water from the reincarnation pond to grow plum blossoms.

Regardless of whether the elixir recipe came from him, at least the phrase "Ksitigarbha Reincarnation Water" was left by this person. In other words, this formation is also inseparable from the owner of the plum vase.

Since he wanted "someone who is willing to cherish flowers" to grow plum blossoms for him, why would he deliberately make things difficult for the person and prevent him from even getting the "reincarnation pond water" for growing plum blossoms

so…

Jianchou's eyes suddenly became bright and dazzling, like the stars and the moon in the night sky.

A smile broke out on her lips, and she turned around and walked back to the shelf of books.

The formation is gentle in nature and is not meant to hurt anyone. I think it was left there by the owner of the plum vase to protect the water in the reincarnation pond.

And the method to break the formation should be hidden in these books in front of us.

If one could find the correct method to crack it, getting the water from the reincarnation pond would not be a difficult task.

With this thought, everything became clear.

Jianchouchun thought she was playing a game of setting up and solving puzzles with the mysterious owner of the plum vase. She looked at the bookshelf and immediately saw the book called "Eight Trigrams and Two Principles".

Two Principles…

Jianchou is not unfamiliar with these two words.

The missing bead on the Ghost Axe is the "Liang Yi Bead".

The North is a magical place.

Buddhism was originally in the Central Region, but after the war between the Yin and Yang worlds, it moved to the Northern Region for unknown reasons.

As soon as they set foot in the northern region, the two major branches of the sect, Zen Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism, parted ways and separated from each other.

Thus there came into being the Xihai Zen Buddhism in the west and the Snowland Tantric Buddhism in the east.

The Taoist sect was originally located in the northern region. There is a spring at the north and south ends of the sect, one yin and one yang. Drinking from the spring can improve physical fitness and practice martial arts.

However, since the two springs are of different polarities, the skills practiced by the monks in the sect are naturally completely different.

This is where the contradiction arises.

It was around the time of the Yin-Yang boundary war that Taoism was split into two, with the line between the Yin-Yang wells as the dividing line, and became the Yin-Yang sect.

From then on, the four schools of Zen, Esoteric Buddhism, Yin and Yang coexisted in the Northern Region and were called the "Four Schools of the Northern Region".

The word "Liang Yi" is derived from the "Yin and Yang Wells" in the Northern Territory.

The Yin-Yang sects are well-known throughout the 19th continent for their expertise in battle formations.

So, after seeing the words "Eight Trigrams and Two Principles", Jianchou took them down without much hesitation.

This book has probably been flipped through so many times that the edges are a bit rough.

The four characters "Eight Trigrams and Two Principles" were written on the cover, but the handwriting seemed different from what Jianchou had seen on the pill recipe book before, but...

"Why do I feel that there is a slight similarity between the two gods?"

Jianchou muttered something, but didn't care much.

There are many people in the world with similar handwriting, and it is impossible to judge anything based on this alone.

She speculated that this person either didn't know about the existence of jade slips, or didn't have the money to buy them, or he just liked collecting books. Otherwise, there was no reason not to use jade slips to record information, which would not only be easy to preserve for a long time but also convenient to carry.

How could it be like now? The whole room is full of books.

However, this thought, like the thought about handwriting, flashed through Jianchou's mind in an instant.

She slowly opened the cover.

The first page of this book is very old and severely yellowed.

The ink on it also has some smudged marks. The handwriting is the same as the handwriting on the cover, and it should be from the same person. It talks about the most basic division of the eight trigrams, the judgment and function of the two yin and yang...

Jianchou had seen many of these things in the Yashan Sutra Library, so he had some understanding of them.

She skimmed through it quickly, then turned a few pages. When she saw a simple battle formation diagram drawn on the left page, she stopped and studied it carefully.

But at this moment, she suddenly discovered something was wrong.

"Has the handwriting changed?"

The previous handwriting was thick and simple, with a sense of solemnity.

Today's handwriting is sharp and iron-like, except that it is a little heavy, it looks completely different on the surface.

This feeling...

It is as if the second type of handwriting is blended into the first type, making it difficult to distinguish.

She was quite surprised.

This is clearly a book, and the content is well connected. It seems that a cultivator is studying and recording his various understandings and insights about the formation.

Logically speaking, this kind of situation where someone changes the writer midway shouldn't happen.

It's really strange.

Strange things happened one after another. Jianchou thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, so he just continued to flip through the pages.

It can be seen that the owner of the second handwriting was a little awkward when he first continued the previous chapter, like a scholar who had not reviewed his lessons for a long time and then entered the examination room.

However, as I studied more deeply, this awkward feeling faded away rapidly.

Later on, some of the insights into and ideas about constructing formations described in the book had completely exceeded Jianchou's imagination and reached an astonishing level.

Jianchou was secretly frightened when he saw this.

If the owner of the first handwriting did not have time to finish the research, and the owner of the second handwriting happened to catch up with the research, then it can really be regarded as "coming from behind".

She read attentively, and became more and more addicted.

"The Eight Trigrams can be divided into the innate and acquired, and the Yang Yao among them... Hmm?"

When he read the word "尧", Jianchou made a surprised sound again.

She almost suspected that she had seen it wrong—

The handwriting has changed again!

"Yang Yao" is a hexagram among the Eight Trigrams and a complete word.

Here, the first character "阳" was written in the same handwriting as before, but when it came to the character "尧", it was written in a handwriting she had never seen before!

Looking back, the "awkward" feeling that had disappeared before came back again.

The sadness in my heart is indescribable.

"Is this the dude picking up the book again?"

But why did the handwriting change again

This time, the upright small seal script carries a sense of peace and prosperity, as deep and broad as the sea, and as steady as a mountain.

like…

It seems as if some of the charm of the second type of handwriting has been incorporated into it!

What is going on

Even though Jianchou had a good brain, he still felt an unprecedented confusion at this time.

She looked at the two completely different handwritings on the page, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, so she quickly turned the pages one after another...

Sixteen pages later, the owner of the third handwriting had already explored a whole new field—

Nine Palaces!

The awkwardness at the beginning also disappeared completely within a very short period of time, with even more terrifying progress, crushing the previous recorder.

The principles are so obscure that even Jianchou found it difficult to understand.

Then…

The handwriting has changed again!

As Jianchou took a deep breath, a voice in his heart frantically emerged: It's like this again, it's like this again! It's like this again!

As if he felt he had discovered some secret, or perhaps he wanted to confirm the voice in his heart, Jianchou turned the pages of the book faster and faster.

She no longer reads those extremely profound contents and only focuses on one thing—

Handwriting!

Seven pages, the handwriting changed;

Nine more pages, the handwriting changed again;

Ten pages, thirteen pages, five pages...

When Jianchou turned to the last page, it was already the ninth type of handwriting!

The regular script is small and dignified.

Even when the words are on paper, they reveal a kind of commanding view.

She actually felt that this kind of handwriting was familiar and not unfamiliar at all.

Slowly turning his head, Jianchou looked at the windowsill where the plum vase was placed, and then at the piece of writing paper where the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone were placed.

She took a deep breath, took a step forward, returned to the desk, and placed the book on array research, with the last page still open, to the right of the book that recorded the pill recipe.

The two books are spread out side by side. The book on the left is newer, while the book on the right is much older.

But…

The words that fell on the pages of the book were in the same handwriting and had the same charm!

"How is it possible..."

Jianchou's voice seemed a little hazy, as if floating in the clouds.

A book that studies the Bagua formation was written in nine different handwritings!

From the content point of view, these nine parts are connected one by one, and should have been done by the same person. However, apart from the slightly awkward connection between them, the summary and research of the latter often surpass the former and contain astonishing words.

Can a person surpass himself continuously like this, eight times in total

What's more, there is a completely different handwriting.

Jianchou believed that if the handwriting had changed, it meant that a different person had written it, but this was exactly what she couldn't understand.

Every time a new word appears, there will always be a shadow of the previous one, as if it was influenced by the previous one.

Can…

If it is not a year-round infection, why would it be so easily affected

Therefore, it is more likely that the handwriting of everyone who continued to write this book was originally like this.

There are so many mysteries that it is difficult to even unravel and analyze them.

Jianchou looked at the two books in front of him, then turned around to look at the books on the bookshelf that had not been opened yet. He simply picked up a bunch of them and opened them one by one.

It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t look at it, but once she does, her scalp starts to explode!

Every book counts!

No matter what is written on these books on the bookshelf, the handwriting has changed to varying degrees!

If the first character that appears in "Bagua Liangyi" is one, and the subsequent ones are two, three, four, five, and six, then the order of appearance of the characters in other books is one, two, three, one, three, four, five, and two, four, and six, but there will never be three, two, and one.

The order in which each type of writing appears is not broken.

Moreover, no matter how many books there are, the handwriting is only among these nine types, there is no more.

"Was this written by one person in different handwritings, or were they written one by one by nine people at different times..."

Looking at the pile of books in front of him, Jianchou was completely confused and bewildered.