Lin Zhishui sat down behind the desk, then picked up the small blue jade pot and gently lifted the lid of the pot. A deep red liquid could be seen in it, translucent like gelatin, very clear.

He leaned over to the mouth of the pot and sniffed it gently, with a faint fragrance.

"This potion is modern craftsmanship... The pot looks pretty good, at least worth thousands of dollars, it is worth a high-end antique shop..."

Lin Zhishui muttered, picked up the wordless heavenly book placed on the desk, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

If you apply this potion directly, where should you start?

There is not much potion, so it cannot be wasted. For the sake of face just now, he didn't have the nerve to ask them how to use it.

He thought about it and decided to start with the first page.

Lin Zhishui opened the cover of this wordless book that looked quite simple but smooth on paper, and poured the small jade pot slightly, allowing the deep red translucent liquid to slowly spread to the mouth of the pot. Then he carefully let the liquid in the pot flow down a drop, allowing the deep red translucent liquid to drip on the first page of this strange ancient book.

“Huh?”

When he was about to apply the potion evenly, he was surprised to find that the translucent liquid with a deep red color seemed like gelatin, but after touching the smooth paper, it began to slowly penetrate.

The paper surface was like a dry sponge encountering moisture, constantly absorbing the crimson liquid. After a while, the deep red liquid completely penetrated into the paper surface.

At the same time, a strange light that is invisible to mortals slowly blooms out of this book.

“It’s really useful!”

Lin Zhishui couldn't help but exclaim: "The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated."

There are many magical creations in the world that have been passed down to this day by ancient civilizations, and modern technology cannot explain them until today. It has to be said that the wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated.

Even in the tribal era when metallurgical technology had not yet appeared thousands of years ago, sharp weapons were found in many ruins, which has always been an unsolved mystery. The statements circulating online are all about aliens and prehistoric civilizations, and there are many different opinions.

Of course, none of these unconfidential speculations can be confirmed, and it may be rumors.

"However, why haven't the words appeared yet?"

Lin Zhishui secretly guessed that it was because the potion was not dropping enough?

He continued to pour over the crimson translucent liquid from the jade pot, allowing the potion to fall drop by drop onto the smooth paper and slowly penetrated into it.

The strange light that is invisible to mortals is becoming more and more powerful, and a large amount of streamer light flew out of the book, constantly surrounding the book, as if something was about to appear.

After a while, half a pot of liquid was poured out from this small jade pot.

And the strange light had already bloomed to the extreme, and the whole book became extremely dazzling. The flowing light flew towards the book like a tired bird returning to its nest. As the light gradually dimmed, the flowing light also turned into traces and fell on the book.

"Hmm? It's out."

Lin Zhishui poured a drop of liquid at the end and found that the drop of dark red potion did not penetrate.

"Is it saturated?"

He guessed secretly, and then he was surprised to find that new changes began to appear on the first page of paper. He saw traces like water marks constantly emerging, from faint to deep.

After a while, a large number of pictures and handwriting appeared on the paper.

"Color-producing reaction..."

Lin Zhishui's eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but secretly say: "Did ancient people actually understand chemistry? Can they actually find this chemical reaction to turn into colored compounds?"

This red liquid is obviously a color developer solution. At the beginning, there is no reaction when it drops on it. However, as the amount increases, the solution reaches the critical point for a chemical reaction, a color developer reaction occurs.

Modern applications of this aspect are very common. For example, false knife wounds are applied to the skin with a colorless potassium thiocyanide solution. After contacting iron, it will immediately turn into a blood-like color. It is also a very common experiment in junior high school chemistry, used to test tertiary iron ions.

The material of this ancient book is so smooth and obviously strange. If you encounter this red potion solution, you may react.

The crystallization of wisdom for thousands of years in ancient people is indeed very powerful.

Perhaps the ancients did not understand the principles, but only used induction to summarize universal principles from individual experiences, but this was already amazing.

"Picture painting? Is it really a martial arts secret?"

Lin Zhishui looked carefully and saw that the first page was a light colored painting. There were gray fluttering air flows on the painting. A barefoot man curled up in it with his knees, his eyes closed, like a fetus.

The brushwork of this painting is exquisite and lifelike, and in terms of painting skills, it is a little higher than when he used that brush.

"Is this a posture for practicing internal skills?"

Lin Zhishui couldn't help but feel a little excited. He quickly turned back a page and found that the second page was still a picture. The painting still contained this man, but it only revealed the full picture of the surrounding scene-

A large amount of gray airflow was oval, wrapping the fetal-like man in it, like an egg, nurturing the man, and beyond the oval airflow was a pure darkness.

"Why does it feel a little familiar..."

Lin Zhishui's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued to turn back with some disbelief.

The picture on the third page is still the man, but the man has stood up straight, opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and his eyes are sharp. The fine brushwork of this painting is also extraordinary. Just the picture can feel a terrifying spirit coming towards you!

"Awesome..." Lin Zhishui couldn't help but exclaim.

This painter is much better than him.

It is easy to draw ghosts and difficult to draw people, and it is difficult to draw bones when drawing people and tigers. The patterns on this album can be called "there is a god in the painting"!

In this era, among the well-known painters he has heard of, no one can compare with the painter of this painting. If he could have such a painter, it would be the best level in the world without comparison!

"Yes, even if it's not a martial arts secret, at least I can copy and learn it."

Lin Zhishui comforted himself secretly.

He had guessed what the picture in the book was, but he continued to read it back.

On the picture on the fourth page, the man in the egg-shaped airflow was holding an axe in his hand, as if trying to split the egg-shaped airflow.

"Damn... it's really Pangu's opening... The egg formed by this airflow is chaos?"

Lin Zhishui rolled his eyes and was really powerless to complain, "The ancient people were really bored. Using this confidentiality technology was just a myth and legend? It would be better to do HS!"

He quickly turned back, and it turned out that Pangu opened the world. After the world was opened, a huge world evolved. Pangu also fell to the ground and turned into all things in the world. Finally, a line of small characters were marked under the picture of this world.

“…Taichu Pangu?”

After Lin Zhishui carefully identified these words, he recognized them and couldn't help but mutter.

In the pictures that follow, there is a sun in the sky. Judging from the meaning of the pictures, the sun is actually transformed from a majestic palace. The palace is called Taichu Tiangong, and the moon is also transformed from a quiet palace, called Guanghan Palace.

In the last picture, there is an emperor-like man standing on the edge of the palace overlooking the world, while the small words marked below the picture are "Taichu Heavenly Emperor".

Later on, it is very similar to the myths that have been circulated. Nuwa created people, Houyi shot the sun, the evolution of the three realms of heaven, earth and man, the heaven, the sky, the building of wood, the Lingshan Mountain, the underworld and other myths and legends are all bubbling.

However, when I turned to the last page, Lin Zhishui was slightly stunned.

On the last page, there was an oval eggshell formed by dark air flow in the Three Realms. Among them, a curled man with his eyes closed was seen, but unlike the original Pangu, the curled posture seemed to be holding something, and this exquisite painter also gave people a quiet and strange feeling.

And below the picture, the small characters marked are-

Heretic Pangu.

"Another Pangu?"

Lin Zhishui laughed silently, "The thoughts of the ancient people are really interesting... But Xiaoshe's novel setting is quite similar to the myths recorded in this book. Talking to her at night may bring her some inspiration?"

He closed the myth and legend casually and found that the title of the book on the cover had also come out.

Named: "The Changes of the Three Realms".

"What a broken name? This is not good... No wonder it has not been widely circulated. If the book title is "Shock! Only the immortals and gods in the Three Realms know about it - it turns out that Pangu has more than one!", maybe it will become popular?"

Lin Zhishui laughed softly and put the book aside, intending to copy this myth book whenever he has time.

Although this myth is nonsense, the painter really has no black spots and is worth learning!

...

On the other side.

In the southwest of Qingcheng, in the stretching mountains, Jiuhua Temple is quietly located on the top of the mountain.

In the backyard of Jiuhua Temple, the beautiful woman "Qingjun" with a leaf-turned grass and the phantom of the old man "Yuanguan" were already waiting here in advance today.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the backyard, the slightly listless decadent man "Dongyan Dazun" and Xiao Sui, who was as cold as the goddess in the moon.

The beautiful woman, Qingjun, lit up her eyes and asked, "Dongyan Dazun, will this trip have a result? Can that Senior Lin's magical power help me?"

Dongyan Dazun was silent for a moment and said, "Of course, Senior Lin has given me a divine object, and you will know the result later."

"senior?"

The beautiful woman, Qingjun, was stunned and thought she had heard it wrong. She couldn't help but say, "Dongyan Dazun, why do you even call Senior Lin?"

She called Senior Lin because she is just the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and Dongyan Dazhao is the supreme, so she is also called Senior Lin?

Although the Great Lord of Dongyan in the heaven is the supreme master of the Hunyuan Wuji Supreme Realm, the person in front of him is the second soul after all, and is equivalent to the same person. Even other supreme people will regard him as a person of the same level.

After all, this great master of Dongyan gave up the second soul's perception and memory of the realm of "Huanyuan Wuji" to prevent the perception of other great ways from being affected.

As long as the Great Lord of Dongyan is willing, the souls of the heavenly world will be merged and the memory transmission will be integrated, and the second soul can become the supreme immediately!

But... Dongyan Dazun actually called Lin Zhishui "Senior"?

"senior……"

The old man in Taoist robe, "The Master of Yuanguan", thought to himself when he heard this.

The supreme master of Hunyuan Sheng Wuji is said to be only one step away from being able to contact the way of heaven. However, if you go a step further, although your strength has not been improved by transformation, you can truly see where the "way of heaven" is.
To be continued...