The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 517: Three Treasures Cauldron

Xuanmiao was smart, and when the Japanese pirates came to her for the treasure map, the first person she thought of was Pan Yun.

For some unknown reason, these Japanese pirates lost the coordinates of the treasure location and had to come to Ming Dynasty to look for the treasure map.

Since they can find her here, they will definitely go to find Pan Yun and others.

I'm afraid that anyone who was present that night will be found.

Xuanmiao killed the Japanese pirates and wanted to report the matter to Longhu Mountain and Jianghu Alliance and let them handle it.

What a joke! Can they ask a group of Japanese pirates to search and kill people at will in the territory of Ming Dynasty?
Do you really think their home is the back garden of the Japanese pirates, where they can come and go as they please?

But after killing two groups of Japanese pirates and conducting a trial, she found that they came to her to ask for the treasure map just as a routine matter. Their main purpose was to find out the whereabouts of Hu Jing and his behavior that night.

That's a bit strange.

At this time, the news that Hu Jing had a treasure map and was being chased by Japanese pirates and the Embroidered Uniform Guard spread throughout the world.

Xuanmiao was shocked and realized that Hu Jing was either being misled into doing something wrong or he really had a treasure map on him.

She felt uneasy, so she went to Qianxi Tower.

Qianxilou said that Hu Jing was last seen in the Jinan area.

Jinan~~
Unfortunately, Pan Yun, Wang Cong and others were heading north to the capital, and they would inevitably pass through Jinan.

Xuanmiao made a divination based on his feeling and changed his mind. He did not go to the grassland again, but went looking for Japanese pirates to kill along the way.

It is not easy for the Japanese to find a Hu Jing in the Ming Dynasty, but it is much easier for Xuanmiao to find the Japanese in the Ming Dynasty.

No matter how well these Japanese are disguised, there are still some differences between them and the real people of the Ming Dynasty.

What's more, Xuanmiao has the blood and information of several Japanese pirates in his hands. Once the tracking technique is used, he will always be able to catch some small fry.

"Otherwise, why do you think that after the Mountain God Temple, no Japanese pirates went looking for Hu Jing? Only the Jinyiwei and the Jianghu people are still persevering," Wang Feiyin snorted, "Because your fourth senior sister has killed too many Japanese pirates, their eyes are all on your fourth senior sister, and they swarmed towards her. No Japanese pirates care about Hu Jing and you anymore."

Pan Yun swallowed and whispered, "Since Fourth Senior Sister killed so many people, don't you suspect that she has something to do with the treasure map?"

Wang Feiyin looked helpless: "If it was your second senior brother or someone else who did it, everyone would definitely be suspicious, but if it was your fourth senior sister, no matter if they were cultivators or people in the martial arts world, they would think it was normal."

He paused and said, "The local government offices also think it is normal, so no one cares and no one suspects it."

What a joke! That's a mystery. The assassination has already happened to her. How can she bear it?
Pan Yun looked worried: "Will it be dangerous for Fourth Senior Sister to go to the island alone? She still has to protect Third Senior Brother. Big Brother, how about..."

Wang Feiyin stretched out his hand, and with a bang, a huge...pot appeared on the lawn.

Everyone was stunned.

Pan Jun swallowed back the words he had not finished saying.

Wang Feiyin said: "Want to go? Everything is ready for you."

Pan Jun got up from the grass and reached out to touch the dark brown pot, with a look of disbelief on his face: "This, this, this is..."

Wang Feiyin confirmed her guess: "Yes, this is your flying magic weapon."

Miaozhen and the other two opened their mouths wide and didn't close them for a long time.

Tao Yanbai: "It really looks like a pot, Master Uncle. How can you turn Junior Master's flying magic weapon into a pot just because your own flying magic weapon is an alchemy furnace?"

Does he have to sit in the pot every time he goes out with his junior uncle?

It made him feel like a bite of food.

Miao Zhen looked at it seriously and retorted: "It looks like a lantern."

Miaohe whispered, "Like the pumpkins that Master grows."

The three of them had an unconcealable look of disgust on their faces, but Pan Yun loved her very much.

She was leaning on the pot, looking at the pot that was as tall as her, and was very happy. "Big Brother, please tell Master Wang that I like this flying magic weapon very much."

Wang Feiyin stroked his beard and said, "When I first got it, I felt you would like it. When you stand in it, half of your head will be exposed. You will never be afraid of heights again."

Pan Yun rarely refuted him. She touched the pot carefully and walked around it.

The pot is dark brown, and its material is like iron but not iron, like wood but not wood, and it is cold to the touch.

The surface of the pot was not smooth. Pan Yun took a closer look and saw that there were many patterns carved on the pot, including auspicious clouds, flowers, birds, insects, animals, and fire...

As he looked at it, Pan Jun felt something was wrong, so he took two steps back, closed his eyes and then opened them again. His talent was activated, and the pot in front of him changed its appearance.

It is transparent and golden all over, with countless formations surrounding it. The five elements of nature are being attracted into the formations, continuously supplying the magic weapon from the outside to the inside.

Pan Jun exclaimed: "I really like it~~"

Pan Yun walked forward obsessedly, touched the pot, pushed with both hands, and flew in.

The pot was bigger than she had imagined. When Pan Yun stood up straight, just the top of her head was visible. She had to stand on tiptoes to reveal her eyes.

Miao Zhen and the other two opened their mouths wide again and asked weakly, "Can you fly even if you can't see?"

"From now on, Junior Master Uncle, will you tiptoe when you ride?"

Miao Zhen hesitated for a moment and suggested, "Why not put a stool under the pot?"

Wang Feiyin smiled: "Your junior uncle is still young, he will grow taller."

The head in the pot disappeared in a flash, and Wang Feiyin knew that she was thinking about the formation in the pot.

He couldn't help but urge, "Don't look at it anymore. Just drop your blood to acknowledge the master. Blacksmith Wang wrote you the instructions for use. I'll look for it and see where I put it."

Wang Feiyin searched around and finally found a crumpled piece of paper. He threw it directly into the pot and told Pan Yun: "Hurry up, I still have a lot to tell you. I have to go back to Sanqing Mountain before dark."

When Pan Jun heard this, he didn't dare to delay. He took the crumpled paper and looked at it left and right, up and down. Finally, he held the pot head and stuck his head out: "Big Brother, I can't understand what Master Wang wrote."

Wang Feiyin took her out, glanced at the paper, and turned it over: "That side is the draft of his calculation, and this side is the real one."

He pointed at a line of scribbles on it and said, "This is the gate of defense, and these are the spells and hand gestures..."

Pan Jun tilted his head and looked carefully before he could recognize the words on it.

Wang Feiyin turned the paper sixty degrees, pointed at another line of scribbles and said, "This is the door of change, and here are the spells and hand gestures..."

Pan Yun tried hard to identify it, and saw that he turned the paper three times for three instructions. He was stunned: "Is this Master Wang's anti-counterfeiting method? It's too successful."

Even if someone steals her flying device in the future, without this instruction manual, I'm afraid it can only be used for flying, and all other functions will be useless, right?
Wang Feiyin glanced at her and said caringly, "If it makes you feel better to think this way, then think this way."

Pan Yun: ...So it’s not?
Wang Feiyin stuffed the paper into her hands and waved his hand, saying, "Go quickly. I will give your three nephews some more lessons."

Pan Yun agreed and ran over to claim ownership: "Miaohe, give me a needle." Miaohe then found a thick needle and gave it to her.

Pan Yun took the needle and pricked her middle finger, squeezing out a particularly round, bright red drop of blood.

With a flick of the trigger, a drop of blood rose into the air, and then with a ding, it fell vertically into the center of the pot.

She pinched her fingers, chanted a spell, and drew out her consciousness, connecting it with the consciousness of the pot body...

In the Niwan Palace, the virtual shape of a pot appeared and disappeared. As Pan Yun's connection with it became stronger and stronger, its shape became clearer and clearer...

It was colorful, first golden, then slowly turning black, and finally settling into a steady dark brown, with only occasional flashes of golden light all over its body.

Pan Jun opened her eyes again, and the pot in front of her was shrinking, shrinking, and shrinking again, until it became only the size of a child's palm. It really looked like a round, dark brown little pumpkin.

It was spinning in front of her. Pan Yun curled her lips slightly, reached out to catch it, turned around and said with a smile: "I'm going to string it together with a rope and hang it around my waist from now on."

Wang Feiyin: "...I thought you would hide it in the space and take it out when you need it."

Wang Feiyin said tactfully: "It doesn't look like a nice ornament."

Pan Yun was dissatisfied: "Who said that? Look at it, it's round and beautiful."

Everyone remained silent regarding Pan Yun's aesthetic taste.

Miao He suggested: "Little Master, do you want to give flying a try?"

Pan Yun nodded immediately: "That's what I meant. Senior Brother, don't rush back. Wait for me to fly back."

Wang Feiyin opened his mouth to refuse, but Pan Jun had already thrown the little pumpkin out. It expanded in mid-air and instantly turned into a huge, ugly black pot.

Pan Yun flew up first and happily called out to his friends, "Come up quickly!"

Miaozhen and the others had been waiting there. When she called out, they all used their lightness skills to fly up. Even Hongyan and Pan Xiaohei leaped up and jumped into the pot with a plop.

Wang Feiyin raised his hand but was unable to stop them. He could only watch as they jumped into the pot one by one as if the ingredients had grown legs.

Wang Feiyin was silent. He could only watch as the black pot spun around in front of his eyes before it flew up high and then flew into the sky with another whoosh...

He then murmured, "At least give it a name first..."

The pot was very big, and everyone was about the same height. They could stand on tiptoe and grab the edge of the pot to look out. The wind was blowing, and they thought it would be as violent as sitting in Wang Feiyin's alchemy furnace, but they didn't expect that when the wind got close to them, it seemed to be blocked by something, and only a gentle breeze blew past.

Pan Jun laughed happily: "This is the Wind Controlling Formation, isn't it cool?"

The three of them nodded with sparkling eyes, and Pan Xiaohei, who was squatting on Miaohe's shoulder, also squinted his eyes comfortably.

Pan Yun was tired of standing on tiptoe, so she let it fly in a certain direction. She closed her eyes and recalled. The three spells and hand gestures on the paper appeared clearly in her mind.

Pan Yun raised his hands clumsily, slowly pinched his fingers, and changed his fingers...

Two rays of light shot out from her fingertips and hit the pot. The two silver lights split into the left and right sides and quickly flowed along the pot. After they merged, there was a slight sound, and Pan Yun and the others felt a slight vibration under their feet...

When they looked down, they saw the bottom of the pot under their feet rising as a whole. Their heads emerged from the top of the pot, and finally their necks and collarbones were exposed...

Now they can see outside without standing on tiptoe.

With a click, the bottom of the pot stopped rising. They grabbed the edge of the pot, one person in each direction, and exclaimed: "This is amazing, Junior Master, can the bottom of the pot rise again?"

"Of course you can," Pan Yun said, "There are three types of gates of change, and rising and falling is just one of them."

Pan Yun made some hand gestures to allow the bottom of the pot to continue rising, and soon, they were able to sit and look outside. Of course, it was not impossible to rise further, but that would be a bit too much for Pan Yun.

Pan Yun made a hand gesture and the bottom of the pot fell down. Then the pot body made a few crackling sounds, revealing diamond-shaped holes. They could sit in the pot and look out through the holes.

“This is the second change.”

This caused Miaozhen and the other two to scream in amazement.

Pan Yun said complacently: "It is also a defensive magic weapon, it has a pot top."

Her hand gestures changed rapidly, and soon, the top of her head vibrated. Everyone looked up and saw a dark brown board slowly extending from under the edge of the pot, slowly closing, covering them inside.

"This way, if we encounter people or monsters that we can't defeat, we can hide inside and delay time."

Miao Zhen stroked the pot in amazement: "Too strong, Junior Master, it's so good, you have to give it a good name, right? You can't just call it Pot, right?"

Pan Jun nodded and stroked it lovingly: "I've thought about it, let's name it Sanbao Ding! Wasn't the pot also called Ding in ancient times?"

As soon as the name was chosen, it instantly became more noble, and Tao Yanbai and the other two no longer thought there was anything wrong with the shape, and they all praised: "This magic weapon is really good."

"This magical instrument is really powerful."

"Master Wang is awesome."

Pan Jun also felt the same way: "This money is worth spending."

Several people were flying in the sky and studying the pot, oh no, it was the function of the Sanbao Ding.

It was not until the sun set that they realized how much time had passed.

Pan Yun then hurriedly rode back.

But they flew for too long, and although they were not flying in a straight line and were always circling, they still flew quite far.

Pan Yun's energy was spent as if it was free, and the Three Treasures Cauldron flew in the air at an extremely fast speed, and flew back when the sun was about to fall to the foot of the mountain.

By the time they climbed out of the pot dizzy and dazed, the sky was gray and it was almost dark.

Wang Feiyin sat quietly on the grass, meditating and looking at them in silence.

Pan Jun knelt down in front of him and pulled his trouser legs, saying bitterly, "Big Brother, you're flying too fast. I feel dizzy."

Wang Feiyin said angrily: "You deserve it!"

Miaozhen and the others also sat down on the ground, staggering here and there, without saying a word.

Wang Feiyin sighed, resignedly rummaged in his sleeves, pulled out a porcelain bottle, uncapped it, and held it in front of their noses to sniff.

Pan Yun smelled it and sneezed twice in succession. He felt that the drowsiness was expelled with the two sneezes, and his meridians were opened up, making his whole body feel relaxed.

The same goes for Miaozhen and others.

Hongyan and Pan Xiaohei also smelled it, and their conditions were even worse, so Wang Feiyin stuffed a pill into their mouths after letting them smell it.

After eating it, the two's complexion improved and they felt a little more energetic.

Wang Feiyin said, "Can you listen carefully now?"

(End of this chapter)