He tried to use his skills to press the bluestone pot.

The internal force is injected like a mud cow entering the sea, with no movement and stillness. This bluestone pot has no special place.

"Old Li, come and have a look?" Song Minghua said.

Sun Guiwu's face wrinkled and hid far away.

Li Chengkong bit his index finger and evenly applied the blood onto the wall of the pot. The four of them stared at it for a moment, fearing that they would miss its changes.

But after a long time, there was no movement.

"Burn with fire and see."

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"Try washing with water!"

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"Wipe hard and see!"

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"Try applying a saliva!"

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"Try it with urine!"

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"well……"

After all this struggle, it was two hours since late at night.

They experienced several hopes and disappointments, and they all felt exhausted.

Song Minghua sighed: "It seems that it is not a treasure. Lao Li, why are you, a smart man, making such a fool!"

Hu Yunshi said coldly: "Maybe there is only one chance like this in this life, and you have wasted it!"

"Old Li, you, you..." Sun Guiwu pointed at Li Chengkong, looking like he was so angry that he could not make him strong.

Li Chengkong said indifferently: "It's a waste. It was a coincidence that he received the credit, so he just took it as nothing!"

"You are so broad-minded!" Song Minghua shook his head.

He was actually very annoyed. He wasted such a precious opportunity and deserved to be beaten up by thunder. He wanted to beat Li Chengkong, but his good cultivation restrained him.

"You will regret it!" Hu Yunshi snorted coldly.

"Maybe." Li Chengkong was immune to his cold words and did not take them seriously.

"Old Li, there is one last move!" Sun Guiwu said gritting his teeth like a gambler who lost his eyes red from the gambling.

"How to do it?" Li Chengkong asked.

"Smash!" Sun Guiwu gritted his teeth and spit out the word.

Song Minghua and Hu Yunshi both looked at Li Chengkong.

Li Chengkong pondered.

The three of them stared at him.

As Li Chengkong remained silent for a longer period of time, they all knew Li Chengkong’s decision.

Although I was a little disappointed, I understood that I could not break it if I had changed myself.

After all, there is still hope. Maybe one day it will show its magic. If it falls, it will be a picture of it, or it will be magical or ruined.

"I don't want to bear it?" Sun Guiwu said, "Now I know it's precious. If I had known it today, it would be better to choose a sword!"

Li Chengkong said: "Wait and see. If there is really no way, it will not be too late to fall again."

"You are too courageous!" Sun Guiwu shook his head in disappointment.

Li Chengkong smiled, unmoved.

The biggest difference between him and these people is that he comes from an era of information explosion.

He has read too many, watched too many TV, and has seen huge and bizarre imaginations.

These memories are clearly imprinted in my mind, as if burned on a supercomputer hard drive.

He can find these memories through searches, experimenting one by one, and if he doesn't believe it, he can't find a way to crack it.

"Forget it, go to bed!" Sun Guiwu threw himself onto the couch in anger and closed his eyes.

Song Minghua and Hu Yunshi shook their heads and lie down to sleep directly. They were exhausted and unable to practice.

Li Chengkong put the bluestone pot under the moonlight to measure it.

He firmly believed that this bluestone pot was never simple.

The three of them fell asleep quickly.

Li Chengkong was still bathed in the moonlight and stared at the bluestone pot.

There are no patterns, no characters, no bare and nothing, and it doesn't look like a treasure.

But he still insisted on staring, his mind locking it.

The so-called sincerity leads to metal and stone opening, maybe it needs enough spiritual power. If enough spiritual power can open its treasure.

Of course, it may be just his wishful thinking.

Time passed slowly, and his eyes didn't seem to have a flash of feeling, and the bluestone pot seemed to be absorbing the moonlight.

If this feeling hadn't been staring at it all the time, it would be hard to detect, and it was so slight that he wondered if he wanted to get the secret too much, which led to hallucinations or illusions.

Whether it was an hallucination or an illusion, he was excited and continued to stare at the bluestone pot.

Time passed slowly, and he sat cross-legged on the couch, allowing the heat to rise in his dantian, without consuming his energy, so as not to persevere until dawn.

He had a vision: Since the method of gold, wood, water, fire and earth would not work, would it be the sun and the moon?

Should we absorb the essence of the sun and the moon?

As he looked at it, he felt that the bluestone pot seemed to have become bigger and could see more clearly. He could see every trace of it. His mind began to be attracted by these traces, and he was studying how to put the knife and how to carve it like this.

He made a new discovery. Judging from the knife marks, the bluestone pot seemed to be carved with just one knife, without any unnecessary knife marks.

Time continued to pass, the moonlight slowly moved eastward, and the world suddenly became pitch black, so dark that it was impossible to see your five fingers.

In the darkness, a flash of light flashed.

Li Chengkong kept staring at the bluestone pot, so he did not miss this light, even though it was bizarrely fast.

He searched in his memory, such as the slow motion replay of a movie, frame by frame.

In this way, he saw this light, but the speed was too fast, and he could only see the light flashing at the bottom of the bluestone pot and reflected through the mouth of the pot.

Li Chengkong was immediately excited and finally got guarded by himself!

He continued to stare at the bluestone pot until dawn, but it was no longer unusual, it still looked like a dusty face.

He didn't sleep all night, and he was exhausted, which made Sun Guiwu and the other two laughed at him very much.

They felt that Li Chengkong was regretful and upset, which caused him to toss and turn and couldn't sleep at night, and he cursed himself as if he deserved it.

There are obviously so many treasures that I don’t choose, so I have to gamble and find out that it is a ragged bluestone pot.

"How is it, Lao Li, throw it away? Maybe the secret book will be hidden in the middle of the pot and will appear if it is broken." Sun Guiwu continued to incite.

Li Chengkong pretended not to hear it, washed his face and had a meal.

Song Minghua shook his head.

Hu Yunshi's face was expressionless.

While having breakfast, people in the yard asked what they were doing yesterday, whether they were going to move out, what treasures they got, etc.

Sun Guiwu showed off his luck, and the four of them were going to move to an independent yard and not accompany them. Let them work hard and strive to win the first place to get their own yard, which made everyone scolded.

When Song Minghua smiled and couldn't explain clearly when he was inquiring about everyone.

No one asked around Hu Yunshi, so he avoided it.

Li Chengkong's face was gloomy, and he looked like he was not close to him. No one came to make fun of it. After all, he killed the master of the devil, and everyone felt a little respect for him.

After breakfast, Li Chengkong went to work with a bluestone pot. Everyone's eyes were all over, and they looked at him curiously.

"Carrying a chamber pot to grow vegetables? It seems we don't have to accumulate fat in person, right?"

Someone couldn't help but say.

It immediately caused Sun Guiwu to scold: "Old Jiang, why are you looking like a dog? This is a treasure, not a chamber pot!"

"What treasure?"

"Of course I can't tell you, you can guess it yourself!"

"It's clearly a chamber pot."

"Get out!"
Chapter completed!