Chapter 29 Dust Covers the Purple Gold Furnace "Purple Moon..."
Muttering softly, Chu Weiyang absentmindedly propped his chin on his hand, rubbing it.
Upon closer inspection, the original appearance of these two characters was obscured by eroded traces from all directions, making it impossible to guess.
Just looking at these two characters, even Chu Weiyang was at a loss.
Is this the name of some rare exotic beast?
Or is it some kind of elixir or treasure?
Or perhaps it is the two characters connected in the scripture carved on the palace walls?
Chu Weiyang could think of many possibilities, which made it even more difficult to understand.
Despite knowing nothing, Chu Weiyang still carefully examined it for a long time.
At a certain moment, he even actively recalled the intertwined memories of his past lives, immersing his mind into that state of extraordinary clarity—
Just like forcibly memorizing the "Clear Micro Thunder Cloud Seal Script," Chu Weiyang imprinted the two characters "Purple Moon" carved on the rubble into his mind, including the winding and twisting unique seal script, and even the flaws created by the erosion of time, all clearly imprinted.
After finishing this, Chu Weiyang finally moved his gaze away from these ancient seal characters.
After a while, with the greedy breath of the white jade poisonous snake, coupled with the outbreak of toxic qi, just a few breaths later, there was not much toxic qi lingering at the crack in the palace.
Lowering his head, Daoist Liu still buried his head on the ground, with only a slightly undulating back, revealing that the Daoist was still alive.
Carefully examining, suddenly, Chu Weiyang smiled.
"Daoist Liu, if you are awake, get up, don't tell me you still want to test me?"
The voice echoed in the hollow corridor, making Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice even more low.
Daoist Liu, who was lying on the ground, still had no response, as if he was truly unconscious.
Chu Weiyang shook his wrist, and the jade snake hummed.
"If Daoist is truly poisoned and fainted, I will use my spirit pet to detoxify you!"
"Hmm?"
After the words fell, another two breaths, Daoist Liu's shoulders shook, then he gasped heavily like a bellows, and finally "slowly woke up" under Chu Weiyang's gaze.
It can't be said that he wasn't agile.
It can't be said that he wasn't meticulous.
Immediately after, Daoist Liu looked somewhat puzzled at Chu Weiyang.
"Brother Yan, what is this..."
Before Daoist Liu could finish speaking, Chu Weiyang directly pointed to the dark and deep palace passage, without saying a word, nor showing any intention to continue the performance with Daoist Liu.
Chu Weiyang couldn't help but wonder why someone like Daoist Liu, who could abandon his dignity in front of others for a living, was so concerned about some trivial matters in such a secluded place.
He seemed stubborn and obstinate.
Forced to smile, Daoist Liu quickly got up, turned to look deep into the palace, peeked inside, only to see darkness, then carefully groped his way back along the same path, stumbling over Zhang and Wang, before pushing and shoving them.
"What a fool! A gust of wind has messed things up, delaying Brother Yan's important matters!"
Roughly waking up the two Daoists, Daoist Liu then pushed and shoved, and then, ignoring Chu Weiyang standing in place, rushed into the palace like a swarm of bees.
Standing behind, Chu Weiyang watched closely as Daoist Zhang took out a fire starter and carefully blew on it, and after the flame burned for a while, Daoist Wang took out a torch from his belongings.
The flame flickered, casting shadows around the three figures, making the shadows seem chaotic and unpredictable.
"Ah—"
As soon as the light was seen, when Daoist Liu looked forward again, all that was left was this exclamation.
Meanwhile, Chu Weiyang had already picked up the basket and slowly walked into the palace.
As he walked, the young man subconsciously asked, "How—"
Standing behind the three people, Chu Weiyang's vision suddenly cleared under the firelight, and at the same time, he was surprised.
Before he could finish his sentence, he was speechless.
What he saw was a whole palace filled with ashes and dust.
Sniffing carefully, there was not much smell of earth in the air, nor much scent of decay, but it was not that there was no smell at all.
That indescribable unique gloomy smell, as if everything that was once precious in the palace had decayed, and after decay, was further eroded by time, leaving only ashes and dust...
That smell was like the breath of time.
No matter who it was, in front of these ashes, in front of the breath of time, they would probably feel a sense of awe.
However, in this way, the last bit of tension related to tomb robbing disappeared from Chu Weiyang's mind.
After calming his mind, Chu Weiyang looked back at the huge sculpture in the center of the palace—
It was the only thing rising from the ashes and dust, a purple-gold toad sculpture, sitting there, like a lamp, a tower, a cauldron.
It was like all the sacrificial objects Chu Weiyang had seen in the corridor.
It looked vividly like a living toad sitting quietly.
Whether it was Daoist Liu or Chu Weiyang, both were amazed by this purple toad.
Even at this moment, the three Daoists were somewhat speechless as they looked at the purple toad, probably the first time they had seen such an object in their adventures.
Glancing back at Chu Weiyang and seeing the young man's lack of reaction, the three of them lifted their robes and, as if they were going to jump into a river, plunged into the ashes and dust, carefully searching for the buried items underneath.
Meanwhile, Chu Weiyang continued to gaze at the purple toad.
To be honest, it made him uncomfortable, and Chu Weiyang could even pinpoint the source of this discomfort—
Gigantophobia, fear of crowds...
But swallowing hard, Chu Weiyang gradually let go of his guard.
When the pain and hunger sensations that had settled in his mind were awakened again, the sense of fear dissipated.
He was already unlucky enough, his illness was heavy enough, he didn't need another negative, even if it was just a negative emotion.
With a calm gaze, the once terrifying and awe-inspiring appearance gradually faded from Chu Weiyang's attention, and he began to ponder the details of this purple toad.
After examining it for a few breaths, through his shallow cultivation knowledge, Chu Weiyang reluctantly identified the nature of this strange alchemy furnace.
Recognizing it as an alchemy furnace, many other things began to make sense.
Perhaps when it was buried years ago, this furnace contained a poisonous elixir, or perhaps this place was originally a tomb where living people were sealed, and this furnace contained the supreme elixir that the Daoists used to harmonize their roles.
However, in the end, it was buried in the palace, and the elixir in the furnace, tempered by spiritual fire, and aged by time, eventually became what it is now.
But at least he had gained something tangible.
At least for a short time, Chu Weiyang didn't have to worry about the food for the jade snake.
Just as he smiled and touched the jade snake on his wrist, before Chu Weiyang could make any further movements, a barely detectable sword intent emerged from behind him.
Lowering his head slightly, the voice of Steward Ma sounded like a whisper.
In the next moment, Chu Weiyang raised his eyebrows, looking surprisingly at the purple toad alchemy furnace.
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