Seeing that Luo Yunji's attention was focused on the wordless slate, and fearing that Little Fatty would be tired, he took out the other slate he was pressing on his lap, followed Little Fatty's thinking, and looked at the lines on the slate.
When Little Fatty finished reading the slate in his hand, Zhang Xiaofan finally saw the word "imperial" on the slate. As a result, his eyes were sore, dry and uncomfortable.
"That's not how you see it!" Little Fatty turned around and saw the little senior brother rubbing his eyes constantly. Then he saw the stone slab on his leg and said, "That's it, that's it!" He traced it with his fingers on the stone slab, "This is the word "imperial", this is the word "qing", you see it's the word "sword", it's very simple to look at it this way."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the lines on the stone slab with confused eyes. It turned out that the word "roy" he saw was not "roy", but some lines that he forcibly connected together through his imagination. He had no talent at all for this thing. "Are these two magic tricks very powerful?"
"I only understood "Dragon-Slaying Art", but the power of this move can best be demonstrated with a knife. None of us at Big Bamboo Peak use knives! And little brother, you are using a stick! There is no way to show the power!" Little Fatty looked at the stone tablet in his hand that recorded the "Dragon-Slaying Art" technique in confusion.
"Ask the senior brothers! Aren't everyone going down the mountain to look for their own magic weapons now? Maybe one of the senior brothers can refine a sword-like magic weapon." Seeing the confusion on Little Fatty's face, Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly comforted him.
"Brother! How about we change your Fire Poker!" Little Fatty seemed to have thought of something, staring at the Zhang Xiaofan stuffed in his belt with bright eyes. The pitch-black stick seemed to feel the deep malice from Little Fatty. The stick body of Fire Poker and the Bloodthirsty Orb at the top each exuded blue light and blush.
"Can this be done?" Zhang Xiaofan saw the look in Little Fatty's eyes and felt a little scared, but he had always been completely obedient to Little Fatty's habit, so he still chose to believe in Luo Yunji.
"Well! I heard that if the blood-refined object is damaged, it will also be harmful to the owner, so we can't recreate it. But we can add something to it! How about adding a blade, just use this ugly stick as the handle." Little Fatty became more and more excited as he talked.
After listening to Little Fatty's words, Zhang Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief, and Fire Poker also calmed down. Little Fatty just thought of something on a whim, and because he didn't have the materials at hand, he didn't modify it immediately, and then he forgot about it.
"Listen to you!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Little Fatty with a smile and started the feeding work.
"However, we can also change "cut" to "cut"! This will become a sword technique." Little Fatty said excitedly, then lowered his head and picked up the slate again to read.
Because Luo Yunji studied carefully, Zhang Xiaofan was afraid of disturbing him, so he did not let him go back to the cliff immediately.
This took another two days. Zhang Xiaofan saw that Little Fatty's modification of the exercises could not be completed in one or two days, so he took him and decided to go back first. The senior brothers were also quite worried about Little Junior Brother.
However, when the two came to the crack, Zhang Xiaofan was shocked to find that Little Fatty couldn't get in!
Can't get in!
Little Fatty didn't eat for half a month and actually gained a lot of weight! A lot!
Luo Yunji pinched his belly and looked at the crack with aggrieved expression and was speechless.
When Zhang Xiaofan panicked and brought the news to the senior brothers on the cliff, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into laughter.
"I'm so fat that I can't get out! Haha, haha, hahaha!" Sixth Senior Brother laughed and fell to the ground, holding his stomach.
Several other people could not stop laughing and staggered around.
After a long time, just when Zhang Xiaofan became impatient, everyone was able to calm down.
"Take me to see it! Since you are entering Blooddrop Cave, there should be an entrance. There is no reason why you can't get in!" Fourth Senior Brother patted the slightly indented hem and looked at the impatient Zhang Xiaofan with a smile.
"There is only one cave, but there is no road at all!" Zhang Xiaofan stepped on Fire Poker and took He Dazhi down to Death Spirit Abyss.
"If it were so easy to find, no one would have discovered Blooddrop Cave's location for eight hundred years. Wouldn't those remnants of the Blood Refining Hall have found it long ago, and they could have given you two an advantage!" He Dazhi can only envy the two Little Junior Brother's good luck.
Zhang Xiaofan led He Dazhi around the old tree to the depths of the cave. He Dazhi carefully looked at the surrounding environment. When he saw several red spots on the stone wall at the top of the cave arranged in a Beidou shape, with water droplets flowing through them, they were reflected like blood. He thought that this might be the origin of the name Blooddrop Cave.
"It seems that this should be the entrance to Blooddrop Cave."
He Dazhi tried different methods on the red area, but it was completely useless.
Pushing, knocking, hitting, moving, prying, twisting, bleeding, spitting, almost all possible methods were used. He Dazhi looked at them helplessly, and Zhang Xiaofan was also looking nearby to see if the mechanism was elsewhere.
"Blooddrop Cave! Drops of blood, drops... Is it related to water or blood?" He Dazhi muttered and walked to the side of little Water Pool, looking at the water in Water Pool, frowning and thinking.
After Zhang Xiaofan searched for it to no avail, he turned to look at He Dazhi, only to see red spots on He Dazhi's body.
Just when he was confused and wanted to tell He Dazhi about this phenomenon, He Dazhi suddenly clapped his hands and said, "It turns out to be here!"
He Dazhi was staring at the pool of water before, and saw the reflection of seven red stones emerging from Water Pool. Because of the reflection, their arrangement at this moment is no longer the weird spoon shape, but a bit like a person's palm.
With a "wow" sound, he stepped into Water Pool.
"Fourth Senior Brother!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at He Dazhi expectantly.
When the water surface calmed down, the reflections of the seven red stones slowly emerged again, like a palm, quietly floating in the water. He Dazhi spotted the location, stretched out his right hand, and pressed the position of the palm. The hand quickly touched the bottom of the pool, and there was a thin layer of sand and gravel spread on the bottom of the water. At the tentacles, He Dazhi was delighted to feel that there were five slightly protruding places under the hand, which were the five fingertips of his palm.
I felt happy and flicked it with my hand. Sure enough, under the sand and stones, there were five small stones embedded in the ground, glowing faintly with red light.
Remembering that there were seven red stones cut into the shape of a big dipper, it occurred to me that there were more than just these five. He Dazhi found two more small stones and pressed them up with both hands at the same time, pressing the seven small stones together.
After waiting for a while, just when Zhang Xiaofan was a little disappointed, a harsh but heavy "click-click" sound sounded in the cave.
It seems that it has not been turned on for eight hundred years, and the "click-click" sound is intermittent. Zhang Xiaofan is afraid that the mechanism will suddenly malfunction and become jammed!
In that case, Luo Yunji really won't be able to get out! We can only wait for him to lose weight before he can escape!