Chapter 8: Space Beads

The monk's injuries looked very serious, and he occasionally coughed up some blood. Looking at the bead on his hand, the monk was sometimes happy and sometimes sad. Then he closed his eyes for a while, and Zhong Yuan saw a flash of light from the bead on the monk's hand. A few bamboo rolls suddenly appeared in front of the monk. At this moment, the monk also opened his eyes and looked at the bamboo slips in front of him with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. A flash of light flashed on the bead, and the bamboo slips in front of him disappeared again. He took out the string of relic Buddha beads from his arms, and the monk wrapped the bead with silk thread and put it on top of the Buddha beads, making the string of Buddha beads on Zhong Yuan's hand.

Seeing this, Zhongyuan couldn't bear to look any longer. Even if he was foolish, Zhongyuan guessed the purpose of that bead. It turned out to be a legendary space item? Zhongyuan felt a fever all over his body and a little lack of oxygen. Let's roll away the relics and everything else. Now, only this ugly bead remains in Zhongyuan's eyes.

Looking at the bead, Zhongyuan felt like he couldn't even use his psychic power, afraid that he might guess wrong. Bai was overjoyed and gritted his teeth. Zhongyuan released his psychic power and probed towards the bead, which went smoothly as Zhongyuan had expected. The suction force from yesterday did not appear, and Zhongyuan only felt that his psychic power had come to an empty place, surrounded by a gray area with no visible edge. The place where Zhongyuan's psychic power was located was covered by a semi transparent golden light shield. Zhongyuan was so big that he looked at it that the diameter of the light shield was at least 10 meters, and several things were floating in the middle of it. Among them, several rolls were covered by that light shield. In addition to the bamboo slips taken out by the monk, Zhongyuan also saw two jade boxes. Through the semi transparent lid, Zhongyuan could see that one of the jade boxes contained several jade bottles and a thin piece of jade, In another box was a relic the size of an egg, and the most amazing thing was that the patterns on this relic actually formed a Buddha statue, which amazed Zhongyuan. As for other clothes and things, they were easily ignored by Zhongyuan with just a glance.

Withdrawing his psychic powers, Zhongyuan ran to the stone bed in a daze and lay down, his mind completely blank. After lying down for a long time, Zhongyuan finally regained his senses and felt much better. Zhongyuan no longer had the intention of despising himself. He believed that when faced with such a good thing, no matter who he put it on, it was no better than him!

Supporting his already slightly limp body with his hands, Zhong Yuan got up and tightened the treasure in his hand, as if afraid of being snatched away. Not to mention the beads with space, the 18 relics that could accelerate the absorption speed of his psychic power were enough to benefit Zhong Yuan endlessly throughout his life.

It has been confirmed that this is a spatial object, and Zhong Yuan extended his psychic power again. He wrapped the clothes around them with psychic power and gently pulled them out. It felt effortless, and the clothes had already been pulled out with beads floating in front of Zhong Yuan. Zhong Yuan used psychic power to tug at them, but unexpectedly they became quite sturdy. He added a lot of psychic power before tearing the clothes open. Although Zhong Yuan doesn't have a strong sense of cleanliness, he still can't stand the clothes worn by others.

Throwing all the clothes aside, Zhong Yuan used his psychic power to take out the jade box containing the jade bottle. He reached out and held the jade box in his hand, feeling warm without any coldness. The jade box was sealed very well. If it weren't for Zhong Yuan's psychic power, he wouldn't have felt the existence of that crack. With a gentle use of force, the box was opened. Zhong Yuan looked at a total of six jade bottles and reached out to take a look. There were more or less things inside, but until he figured out what was inside, Zhong Yuan wouldn't have opened it. Who knows if it might contain poison.

Putting the bottle back, Zhong Yuan took out the jade piece on the edge of the bottle. Looking at the smooth jade piece, which was the size of two fingers, Zhong Yuan was puzzled and his heart moved. Zhong Yuan stretched his psychic power towards the jade piece, and suddenly, countless words appeared in his psychic power. Looking at the countless words in his psychic power, Zhong Yuan wanted to vomit blood again. Just now when he saw the jade piece, Zhong Yuan guessed that it might be a jade slip from the novel. He guessed correctly. There were indeed many words engraved in this jade piece, but Zhong Yuan didn't recognize any of them. The novel doesn't talk about things in this kind of jade slip. Whether you recognize them or not, you will know when you see them. Do you mean it? Hey buddy, why don't you understand how to pinch anyone?

After scanning hastily, it was confirmed that there were no words he knew inside. Zhong Yuan then put the jade piece back, but he had to celebrate. He still had the ability to read, otherwise the words hidden in the jade piece would not be visible even with a microscope, right?

Wrapping the jade box with his psychic powers, Zhong Yuan put it back. He took out another box and opened it to look at the relics inside. Zhong Yuan felt a sense of oppression, as if he were standing in front of a hundred story building. Even the 18 relics in his hand could increase his psychic powers several times. In Zhong Yuan's opinion, the egg sized relic should be more powerful. He reached out and took the relic into his hand, feeling it carefully for a long time. Zhong Yuan felt like he had taken a stone and had no reaction at all. After thinking for a moment, Zhong Yuan reached out his psychic powers again. As soon as he touched the relic, his psychic powers bounced back. Startled Zhong Yuan, he reflexively used his psychic power to form a shield in front of him, blocking the rebounding psychic power. Zhong Yuan was frightened by yesterday's intense pain.

The psychic power was bounced back, and Zhong Yuan was somewhat surprised. He tried to test his psychic power several times, but each time he failed. Zhong Yuan finally gave up the test and put the relic back into the box, into the space bead. He scanned the golden light curtain in the space, and a familiar feeling came from it. After savoring it carefully, Zhong Yuan realized that the familiar feeling was actually his own psychic power. Thinking about the psychic power he had transmitted yesterday, Zhong Yuan felt relieved.

Since there was nothing he could do with this relic himself, Zhong Yuan planned to continue looking at the images in his mind. Maybe there was a purpose for this relic inside.

Zhong Yuan sat cross legged on the bed and continued to watch as the monk threaded the bead onto the Buddhist bead.

After the monk finished making the Buddha beads, he didn't do anything else and just sat in the thatched hut to recuperate from his injuries. Zhong Yuan felt that several days had passed before the monk took out the two jade boxes from the beads. The monk first opened the box containing the jade bottles and picked up the jade slips to take a look. In less than a minute, the monk showed a ecstatic smile and put the jade pieces back into the box. The monk picked up several jade bottles and looked at them before opening another box. Looking at the relic in the box, the monk laughed out loud, which caused a mouthful of black blood to spray out.

Reaching out to wipe away the blood from his mouth, the monk picked up one of the jade bottles and opened it, pouring out a green pill. He put the pill back into his mouth and tidied up the jade box, leaving only the relic in his hand. He began to cross his knees and practice. These days were repeated for several days, until one day the monk finished his practice, with a sad expression on his face. After a while, the monk showed a resolute expression, took out the jade box containing the relic and put it back. He also took two pills from another jade box and put the jade box back into the Buddha bead. The monk reluctantly placed the Buddha bead on the thin ball and left. This time, the monk left and never came back.

I don't know how many years have passed, but a middle-aged monk wearing a long robe and carrying a long sword once again entered this small valley. The middle-aged monk seemed very interested in it and looked around the small thatched hut. The whole hut was as poor as a wash except for the string of Buddhist beads and some bamboo slips. The monk studied the beads for a long time and then casually took them with him.

After coming out of the thatched hut, the cultivator wandered around the small valley for a while, seeming quite satisfied with it. He even took out his long sword from behind and walked to the location where Zhongyuan found the cave. He waved his long sword, and suddenly large pieces of soil flew out with the swing of the sword. Zhongyuan was fascinated by it, and after the cave was opened, the cultivator settled down here.

This cultivator often has to go out, and every time he walks to the edge of the valley, he has to tinker for a long time before he can get out of the invisible light curtain set by the monk. One day, the cultivator came back with many jade pieces. In the cave, the cultivator carved many patterns on the jade pieces with a carving knife. After carving them all, the cultivator brought these jade pieces to the edge of the valley, chose a seat, and threw one piece of jade piece every few meters. After throwing the last few pieces of jade pieces, a green light corridor also formed behind the cultivator. Looking at the light corridor behind him, the cultivator placed the remaining jade pieces at the entrance of the light corridor. As the last piece of jade was arranged, the cultivator reached out and the ancient tree that Zhong Yuan saw when he came in instantly appeared in place. The cultivator nodded in satisfaction and returned to the cave. The cultivator carved another jade plaque and carried it with him, Zhongyuan found that every time the cultivator entered and exited the ancient tree, the jade block would flash a glimmer of light.

After settling down in this valley, the cultivator would bring back some books every time he went out. As the number of books increased, the cultivator specially opened a cave in the cave to store them. Later, he even opened a bedroom and the cave where the jade was carved. At the entrance of several caves, the cultivator placed two pieces of jade. Zhong Yuan knew that those two pieces of jade must be the reason why he couldn't use his psychic power.

The string of Buddhist beads was also casually placed on the bedroom table by the cultivator. Every time he read a book, the cultivator would play with it for a while, but he was not as lucky and had the ability to recite as Zhong Yuan. He never noticed the special features of the Buddhist beads from beginning to end.

That's all for the information in his head. Zhongyuan only knew that the cultivator had left the Buddhist bead on the desk and never returned. At this point, Zhongyuan also knew the origin of this place. He didn't expect that this place was caused by the two people's actions. Thinking about their actions, Zhongyuan felt envious. Compared to them, he was nothing.