northernbook Chapter 202 Heavy Water, A Mortal's Painting of Great Centrality and Righteousness
Chapter 202 Heavy Water, A Mortal's Painting of Great Centrality and Righteousness
"So it's Eunuch Ma and General Ma. My men are old and their eyesight is failing. Please forgive them. Please come in."
Upon seeing that it was none other than Eunuch Ma, one of the three Grand Eunuchs, and General Ma Baoguo, the leader of the Imperial Guards immediately bowed and made way for him.
They looked so groveling, like a pack of dogs. I was almost scared to my knees.
Power always commands respect, no matter where you are.
Those with power and influence are arrogant and domineering.
Without power or influence, one is worse off than a pig or a dog!
The imperial palace had three chief eunuchs and one eunuch in charge of the seal, who managed the emperor's jade seal.
A scribe was a eunuch who was in charge of the emperor's writing brush, writing and issuing imperial edicts.
Eunuch Ma was the eunuch in charge of imperial edicts, specializing in handling secret missions. He held the power of life and death, and could execute first and report later. His power was even greater than that of the other two eunuchs.
All the eunuchs, palace maids, and guards, regardless of rank, were under their control.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was second only to the emperor and above hundreds of millions of people.
Therefore, upon entering the palace gates, whether they were imperial guards, patrolling soldiers, eunuchs, or palace maids, they all bowed and paid their respects to Eunuch Ma and his entourage.
Some even knelt down.
When the emperor was on his deathbed, he resided in the Wanshou Hall. As the name suggests, it was because he wished for the emperor to live ten thousand years.
However, even a peak Emperor Realm expert only has a lifespan of over nine hundred years; achieving ten thousand years of life is impossible.
Ordinary cultivators gain one hundred years of lifespan upon breaking through a major realm, and so on.
The Wanshou Hall is surrounded by eight side halls, and Eunuch Ma lived in one of them.
"Young Master Chu, this is the place."
The palace was very large and had various restrictions, so it took a full two incense sticks' worth of time to reach Eunuch Ma's residence.
"Greetings, Your Excellency..." The guards and eunuchs in the side hall all bowed.
"You may all leave. No one is to enter without my permission, or they will be killed without mercy!"
"That's what Eunuch Ma instructed."
His treasured possessions, collected for many years, were stolen. If word got out, Grandpa Ma would be utterly humiliated...
After everyone had left, Eunuch Ma led the group into his resting place.
The bed was opened, revealing four items inside.
A small box containing all sorts of brands.
A circled painting, with an antique feel.
A pile of ores of different colors, some round, some flat, and some oddly shaped.
A palm-sized jade bottle containing seven or eight drops of black liquid.
Cang Yufei and the others looked on without any expression.
In fact, they didn't recognize these things either.
They are all materials for alchemy and weapon crafting, as well as some old antiques.
Only Chu Feng's expression changed drastically!
Damn, Grandpa Ma's collection is so vast!
Especially the black liquid inside the jade bottle!
heavy water!
King of the waters, overlord of the waters, incredibly heavy!
Heavy water is divided into three grades: inferior, medium, and superior.
Even the lowest grade of heavy water weighs at least 100,000 jin per drop!
Medium-grade heavy water weighs a million kilograms per drop! Superior-grade heavy water weighs tens of millions of kilograms per drop!
Upon opening it, Chu Feng was overjoyed.
This is medium-grade heavy water!
These seven or eight drops of heavy water, when added together, weigh seven or eight million catties!
Just picking up this jade bottle required Chu Feng to circulate his true energy!
If these few drops of heavy water were added to the flying sword, the power of the sword formation would increase by at least several times!
Moreover, seven or eight drops of heavy water are enough to forge a hoe and a sword!
In addition, there are seven or eight meteorites in that pile of ore, which can also be used to refine into the hoe and sword.
Refining artifacts mainly involves the toughness, hardness, and spirituality of the materials, as well as the patterns and formations used in the refining process.
It's not that a certain material is absolutely necessary; this is different from alchemy.
After putting away the ore and heavy water, Chu Feng opened the painting again.
"Wow, this painting looks so high-end, but it depicts an ordinary person? And it even looks a bit like the style from my hometown!"
Nie Shuangren frowned and said.
Chu Feng looked up at him and said, "Like someone from your hometown?"
Nie Shuangren said, "Yes, Brother Chu, this short-sleeved shirt is similar to the ones we wear back home, and the pants are a bit like Dacron."
"Dacron? That name... is quite fitting. It's so thin, it would definitely be a bit chilly for an ordinary person to wear this in the dead of winter!" Chu Feng laughed.
After examining the painting closely, Chu Feng realized that it seemed rather ordinary.
But there's something strange about it, a feeling I can't quite put my finger on...
In the portrait, a calm-looking man stands with his hands behind his back on a high mountain.
He gazed calmly at the sky, his eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
It was as if nothing in the world could catch his eye!
It's as if the existence of all things has nothing to do with him!
Existence, and composure.
It doesn't exist, and I remain indifferent.
To say it's indifferent, it doesn't seem quite right?
What kind of state of mind is this?
In the portrait, several birds are playing on the man's shoulder.
The bird felt no threat whatsoever.
The man's feet were covered with ants, but he remained unmoved.
The portrait depicts a morning scene with the sun rising in the sky.
The painting depicts springtime, with flowers blooming all over the mountains and fields.
The best time to plan for the day is in the morning; the best time to plan for the year is in the spring.
The scene depicted was one of vibrant life and prosperity.
However, the man seemed completely unconcerned and unmoved.
So, what was the artist's intention?
There are two lines of small characters on the edge of the portrait.
The clear, pure sea surges forth.
The corners are bright with the light of dawn and dusk.
The signature reads: "Great Righteousness and Integrity".
A couplet? But what secret lies within it?
Cang Yufei and the others completely ignored the painting.
Only Xiao Hui, who was standing to the side, stared wide-eyed!
"The Daoist rhythm! It's actually the Daoist rhythm!" Xiao Hui murmured to herself.
His tone was filled with unspeakable surprise and shock!
Chu Feng looked at Xiao Hui and asked, "Dao Yun? Xiao Hui, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
It's clearly a very ordinary and common painting!
It's a bit strange!
Too ordinary!
A strange emotion suddenly arose in Xiao Hui's expression: "Young master, how about you give me this painting?"
Chu Feng smiled, said nothing, rolled up the painting, and tossed it to Xiao Hui.
The next moment, Chu Feng was completely stunned.
Everyone in the room was stunned!
Chu Feng casually tossed the painting away.
However, when the painting floated to Xiaohui's chest, it suddenly became incredibly heavy!
No, it can't be described in terms of weight!
Xiao Hui suddenly knelt down on the ground with a "plop"!
That's not all!
The next moment, Xiaohui was pinned to the ground!
Chu Feng was shocked and quickly reached out to grab the painting!
Strangely, there was no reaction at all!
With a quick reach, the painting was caught in his hand!
Chu Feng put down the painting, reached out to help Xiao Hui up, only to discover that seventeen or eighteen of Xiao Hui's bones were broken!
Severe internal organ damage!
Chu Feng knew about Xiao Hui's strength!
What are Venerable Realm and Grandmaster Realm? They're nothing but trash in front of Xiao Hui!