Chapter 113: Beidou Demon Book Is there any need to guess? Just looking at his expression, you can tell that he has met a treasure. It’s just a bracelet, what kind of treasure can it be? Shi Chun was puzzled, so he grabbed it and turned it over. It turned out to be a wide, flat bracelet, the color of which was difficult to distinguish under the purple flames. It was engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers, etc. The patterns were simple and elegant, with a sense of simplicity and ingenuity. Seeing the doubt on his face, Wu Jinliang excitedly reminded him, "Use a spell to check inside." Shi Chun looked up at him, then cast a spell and did as he was told. He felt a sense of nothingness as soon as his magic power entered it, and he fell into a huge space. He was startled and retracted his power. He looked at the other party in a daze, and asked with doubt in his eyes: "What is this?" Wu Jinliang excitedly exclaimed, "What else could it be? It has a secret world inside, the legendary 'Qian Kun Bracelet', a 'Qian Kun Bracelet' that is even more advanced than the 'Qian Kun Bag'. Look at the space inside, it's so huge, it's incredible. This is definitely not an ordinary 'Qian Kun Bracelet', it's definitely something that only the really big shots can afford. I'm going to make a fortune, it's worth the trip." Shi Chun looked around in the dark cave and asked, "Did you pick it up inside?" "Come here." Wu Jinliang waved his hand, motioning for him to come in. There is a screen wall at the entrance. When you walk around it, you will see a fairly large hall, which is carved out of the stone wall. There is also a throne in the hall, with three steps and a large couch on it. There seems to be a person sitting on the couch. While Shi Chun was still wondering, Wu Jinliang had already jumped up and illuminated the person sitting on the couch.
It wasn't a human at all, it seemed like...something. Shi Chun took a closer look but couldn't recognize what it was. It looked like a big furry rat, skinny and bony. The two of them couldn't tell what it was with their knowledge. He was skinny with his eyes closed, fangs showing from the corners of his dry lips, his claws were sharp and black, his fur was shiny, and even under the purple flames, one could tell his fur was golden yellow. He looked like a demon cultivator who had passed away in meditation. He was originally wearing human clothes, but after he transformed into a human form, his body became much smaller and the clothes slipped off to the chassis. Wu Jinliang pointed at the rat's claws and wrists, "I took it off its hand." Judging from the seat, this should be the owner of this place. Shi Chun looked at the couch carefully again, and then went around the hall to look at the carvings on the walls, hoping to find out the identity of the owner or a clue to the exit, but he really couldn't make out anything. Finally, Wu Jinliang reminded him, "Look inside the bracelet." So Shi Chun cast a spell to investigate again. Before, he just felt that the space was too large, but after careful inspection this time, he almost broke into a sweat. He finally agreed with what Wu Jinliang said before, that this thing was definitely used by big shots, because he was not worthy of using it! The reason is simple. The detection range of his cultivation is limited, and the space inside is too large. It's not just too big, it's a world of its own. It's much more amazing than the Qiankun bags and Qiankun bracelets they've heard of that can hold so much stuff. It's not just a question of how much stuff it can hold, one has to ask how many mountains it can hold. Only then can it be considered a true Qiankun bracelet. The stuff was good, but it was ridiculously good, so good that he was not qualified to control it. Later, he couldn't take it anymore. He opened his eyes, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and threw the Qiankun bracelet to Wu Jinliang. "The space inside is too big. It's too laborious to explore. I can't take it anymore. You continue. I'll take some medicine to recover." "Is that so..." Wu Jinliang thought for a moment, and then followed the method of extraction he had heard of. He picked up the bracelet and began to shake it, as if he was going to pour something onto the ground. "Then don't check it. Just pour it all out directly." Shi Chun was startled by him and screamed, "Stop!" It was too late. Bang! Something really was poured out by him and almost hit their feet. They both jumped and dodged in shock. It's a box. Wu Jinliang was puzzled, "What's wrong?" Shi Chun was still terrified and said, "Are you crazy? It's ridiculously big in there, who knows how many things are in there. If you dump them all out in this small space, aren't you afraid of burying us alive?" After hearing this, Wu Jinliang was also frightened. He pointed at the box and said awkwardly, "It's all poured out. There's only one box."
Shi Chun was stunned. "Just a box?" Wu Jinliang nodded, "Just one box." Shi Chun was speechless. Such a large storage space, but only one box was stored there? Isn't this an outrageous waste? He immediately unlocked the box, stepped aside, and slowly opened the lid. After opening it completely, he did not see any danger. The two of them then moved closer to take a look, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a one-foot square, ink-black booklet. It had an eerie feeling under the purple flame light, and there were four large, powerful blood-red characters on it. Wu Jinliang tilted his head and read out, "The Demonic Book of the Big Dipper..." He raised his head again and asked, "What is this?" "How would I know?" Shi Chun rolled his eyes and gently touched the cover. He didn't know what it was made of. He gently opened it. There were still black pages inside, but they were much thinner. They were full of densely packed small characters, all engraved. There was some red object filled in the engravings, which gave off a sense of evil charm. The font is obviously very refreshing, but it gives people a bloody feeling. Turning the pages further, they saw pictures and drawings. Both of them were cultivators, so after looking carefully for a while they realized that this was a cultivation method, except it was not for humans but for demons. To them, it was of no use, but some of the content looked quite mysterious. He quickly flipped through it, then closed it again when he saw it was of no use. He then picked up a jade tablet next to it that was also engraved with words and took a closer look at it. It was written on it: I am Jin Zhan, trapped here for more than a thousand years, and I am almost going crazy. I know that my life is coming to an end, so I leave a message with regret. If someone with a destiny sees it, please send the "Northern Dipper Demon Book" to the descendants of the Jin family. It is the Jinque Mountain in Jukuzhou. If things are different, the demon book will stay. The money and property in the box should be fate. If the descendants can practice the demon book, there will be a great reward. I have collected a lot of relics of those who have strayed into this place. I have accumulated them all my life and hidden treasures in a place hidden in the murals. The blood of the Jin family can use the demon book to reveal it. If the treasure is found, my descendants can only take three pieces, and the rest will be used to repay the benefactor. Those who can leave this place will not worry about the descendants breaking their promises. If you stray into this place and there is no hope of leaving, please do not destroy my relics. If you have regrets in your life or unfulfilled wishes, you can leave a letter here. If the descendants of the Jin family see it, they will not let me down and will complete them for you. After reading the whole article, Shi Chun and the other person stared at each other infatuatedly, their hearts already half chilled. As for the treasure or something like that, they had already forgotten about it. Besides, the treasure was not something they could find. Only those who could get out would have a chance to get it. The problem of getting out is the big problem now. Some people have been trapped here for more than a thousand years and cannot get out. What does this mean? First of all, the fact that he could be trapped here for more than a thousand years already represents his terrifying level of cultivation. The lifespan of a beginner martial artist varies from person to person, while that of a high-level martial artist can reach 150 years, that of a human immortal can reach 300 years, that of an earthly immortal can reach 800 years, and that of a celestial immortal can reach 3,000 years. This guy named Jin Zhan has been trapped here for more than a thousand years, which means he is a master at the celestial fairy level. A master of such a level has been trying to get out for more than a thousand years but has been unable to do so. How could these two not feel disheartened? They feel extremely disappointed. Now, let’s not talk about treasure or Qiankun bracelet. Even a beautiful woman like Wu Jinliang would not be interested in it. "Isn't there a meteor shower event? Why are we here? It's spring, and we were just released from prison a few days ago. Now we are locked up in death row again?" Wu Jinliang's face was full of resentment. Shi Chun was speechless, but still encouraged him and pointed to his right eye, "Not necessarily." Wu Jinliang suddenly perked up and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Chun Tian, I still say the same thing, you can't give up." It has always been like this. As long as the boss doesn't give up, he still has confidence. Shi Chun looked at the back of the jade slip and found nothing on it. He cast a spell to investigate what was inside but found nothing special. He threw it on the evil book and picked up a golden command arrow, about half a foot long. The patterns engraved on it were similar to the carvings on the surrounding walls. He didn't know what it was. This was not mentioned in the message. After he looked through it, he cast a spell to investigate. Suddenly, he exclaimed and found that there was something mysterious inside, like a magic weapon. He immediately tried to use his magic power to trigger the mysterious thing inside. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in the ears, and a golden light burst out from the command arrow, transforming into a golden virtual ball that enveloped the two of them. Wu Jinliang, who was taking out a stack of bills from the box and examining them, looked up in astonishment and asked, "What is this?" Shi Chun shook his head. How would he know? Wu Jinliang immediately raised his sword and tried to poke the spherical light curtain. The sword could go in and out easily without any feeling.
He put down the knife and tried to poke it with the banknote in his hand, but still felt nothing. He then tried to poke it with his fingers, but still felt nothing. Then he stepped out and tried again, but still felt nothing. Finally, he jumped back and forth in the golden virtual waves, but didn't feel anything unusual. After Shi Chun took back his magical power, the golden sphere's virtual waves suddenly subsided and disappeared. I released it and took it back several times, but I really couldn't feel any use for it. Although I knew it must have a use, I didn't know it now, so I just threw it aside and took it out of the box along with the entire demon book. There was nothing else in the box, only the stacks of banknotes that Wu Jinliang had fished out. He also took out a stack to check and found that the material was unusual. The pictures and texts on it were extremely complicated, and it felt all-encompassing. He couldn't understand it, but he could feel what it was because it had the words "Six Realms Exchange" written on it and the amount of "one million" marked on it. Wu Jinliang, who was standing by, was already counting the number of bills in a pile. After he finished counting, he looked up and said, "It's exactly one hundred bills, which means one pile is one hundred million." Shi Chun glanced at the size of the box and said, "There must be several hundred stacks here. How many billions were given to us?" "It sounds like a lot." Wu Jinliang muttered, looking puzzled, shaking the stack in his hand, "The question is, what era is this old monster from? Could it be that the treasure in the box refers to this?" (End of this chapter)