mtl008 Chapter 140 Truth
Chapter 140 Truth
After leaving that place that gave people an illusion, Lin Chuan and Huang Ningbing continued to move forward in one direction. After a while, they came to an attic.
"Go in and take a look?"
Lin Chuan raised his chin slightly and cast an inquiring look at Huang Ningbing.
"it is good."
Huang Ningbing responded softly, her voice ringing out in the quiet atmosphere. As she spoke, she took the lead and walked towards the gate of the ancient building.
"Crench!"
As the door was slowly pushed open, the sound of the old door panel echoed in the silent ancient building, as if it was a long sigh of time, or as if the attic was issuing a low warning to the intruder.
Lin Chuan and Huang Ningbing subconsciously slowed down their pace, held their breath, and looked into the house with vigilance and curiosity.
Inside the small room, countless figurines were densely packed. They varied in form, some with solemn faces, as if guarding a secret; others with ferocious expressions, as if harboring endless resentment. Standing and sitting, these figurines were scattered throughout the room, creating a sense of unease at first glance.
In the middle of the room, there stood a huge alchemy furnace. The furnace looked quite ancient, with mottled marks on the furnace, as if it had gone through countless years of baptism.
There were some obscure runes carved on the furnace wall, and the furnace mouth was slightly open, as if there was still the smell of smoke rising from the alchemy in the past, faintly revealing a mysterious and strange smell.
Not far from the alchemy furnace, there was a table and chair. The tabletop looked a bit rough, with a few yellowed papers scattered randomly on it. The corners of the papers had curled up slightly, as if they would break into powder with a slight touch.
There were also a few quaint little porcelain bottles on the table, each covered in dust. No one knew what rare elixirs or other objects were inside.
The whole scene put together exudes an indescribable mystery and weirdness, which makes people imagine everything that has happened here.
Lin Chuan tiptoed to the table, his eyes filled with curiosity and concentration. He cautiously reached out and gently flipped through the yellowed papers.
"Although I am old... I still want to... refine it... by destiny..."
"Red-billed flower... Thousand-wraith vine... Echo insect..."
"...it's done...I will..."
“…Why…could it be…”
"Everything is fate, nothing is up to you!"
Because the paper is too old, a lot of the words have disappeared, so the content on it has become intermittent.
"Could it be that Immortal Cangsong is nearing the end of his life, and he wanted to refine a pill to increase his lifespan, but ultimately failed?"
Lin Chuan muttered to himself, frowning, his eyes still fixed on the yellowed paper in his hand, all kinds of speculations running through his mind.
"Lin Chuan, have you found anything?" Huang Ningbing, who had checked the alchemy furnace without any results, came to Lin Chuan and asked curiously.
"There are no clues."
"But based on the contents of these papers, I suspect this is where the Immortal Cangsong refines the elixir that prolongs life."
Lin Chuan frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the porcelain bottle next to him.
"Could this be the longevity elixir refined by Immortal Cangsong?"
Lin Chuan carefully picked up a small porcelain bottle. The moment he touched it, a slight coolness spread along his fingertips. He gently placed the bottle in his palm and weighed it up and down. However, there was no weight inside. It was empty.
So Lin Chuan turned his attention to other small porcelain bottles, but the result was still the same, these porcelain bottles were all empty.
"Are you late?"
Just as Lin Chuan was immersed in this loss, suddenly, he felt someone holding his arm tightly, and a force came to his senses.
"Lin...Lin Chuan, do you feel that these terracotta warriors are laughing?"
Huang Ningbing's voice was trembling with fear that was hard to conceal. She leaned close to Lin Chuan, looking at the densely packed figurines in horror.
Lin Chuan quickly looked around and saw that the terracotta figures, which had originally stood there lifeless and silent, as if inanimate, now seemed to be infused with strange souls. The corners of their stiff mouths lifted upwards, revealing uneven teeth in a creepy, eerie grin.
"Sister Ningbing, you have to believe in science!"
Lin Chuan took a deep breath, pulled off the hand that was wrapped around his arm, looked at Huang Ningbing seriously and said.
“What is science?”
Huang Ningbing still had a hint of panic in her eyes as she asked back in confusion.
“Science is…is truth!”
Lin Chuan wanted to explain, but when he thought about the science in the world of immortal cultivation, he was afraid that Newton's coffin would not be able to hold it down, so he changed his words.
"Then what is truth?" Huang Ningbing asked relentlessly, her eyes fixed on Lin Chuan.
"The truth is your own strength." Lin Chuan continued to speak with a stiff upper lip, secretly wondering in his heart whether this statement really made sense.
"Oh, I understand. You want me to believe in my own strength no matter what, right?" Huang Ningbing blinked, as if she suddenly realized something.
"Uh..., that's true." Lin Chuan responded awkwardly. He didn't expect Huang Ningbing to understand him so well, but as long as she was no longer afraid, that would be fine.
"Then I would rather believe your truth!" Huang Ningbing blushed slightly and took Lin Chuan's arm again.
"..."
"Let's go out."
Seeing that persuasion was fruitless, Lin Chuan gave up and thought that the little girl was just naturally timid.
"it is good."
Huang Ningbing nodded obediently and followed Lin Chuan out.
"starry night!"
A black light suddenly flashed, and then two "thumps" were heard. Two terracotta warriors that were originally very close to them fell to the ground instantly, and bright red juice flowed out of the damaged parts, which looked extremely creepy.
"It's numb, but it's really alive."
The corners of Lin Chuan's mouth twitched unconsciously. The reason he decided to leave quickly was because he was worried that these things were alive and something might happen if he stayed for too long.
Now, the worry has come true, it seems that action is about to be taken. Lin Chuan looked at the densely packed terracotta warriors surrounding him, and his eyelids twitched.
"Lin Chuan, I'll clear a path for you, you rush out first!"
Huang Ningbing bit her lip and slowly loosened her grip on Lin Chuan. Although her voice trembled uncontrollably due to fear, her words were firm.
"Buzz!"
The vibration sound, like that of some insect flapping its wings rapidly, suddenly rang out in this silent and eerie attic, constantly hitting people's eardrums.
Then, a horrifying scene unfolded. All the terracotta warriors' originally cold and stiff abdomens suddenly uttered a sentence at the same time: "Lin Chuan, I'll clear a path for you. You rush out first!"
The voice was exactly the same as what Huang Ningbing had just said, but it came from the abdomens of these human figurines, but it carried an indescribable eerie and strangeness, as if some evil spirit was speaking through their mouths. It echoed in the attic, making the air around it seem to freeze into ice in an instant, and the coldness penetrated into people's bones.
"A yes-man, huh? I don't have any thunder balls to deal with you, but I do have the Yin-Yang Divine Thunder. I don't know if you like it or not!"
Lin Chuan's face turned cold, and he pulled Huang Ningbing back to his side to protect her. Then he quickly formed seals with his hands. In an instant, the entire attic was filled with flashing lightning, and lines of yin and yang divine thunder intertwined.
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