The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 710 I am Shen Tianwang, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and this is my close-range defense... cannon?

"Be obedient and don't cause trouble."

"Don't move around when it's bright. You can move around a bit when it's dark, but don't break anything around you."

"A long time has passed, and your colors, glazes, fabrics, and steel have all faded and corroded... These experts are here to help you, so please get along well with them, okay?"

Shen Le gripped the tiger tally tightly in both hands, walking slowly through the ranks of armored soldiers, occasionally whispering instructions, sometimes stopping and turning his head to listen.

After a long while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand:

"Please everyone stay in your positions, don't run around, and don't touch these cultural relics... Let's go back together to a laboratory that has the facilities to collect and restore cultural relics, and then take them out one by one, okay?"

The cultural relics experts let out a quiet cheer.

This batch of precious cultural relics was finally moved from the belly of Zhongnan Mountain to the laboratory of the Provincial Museum in Chang'an, which is the closest place (experts from various places had a big argument about this and almost came to blows).

Shen Le opened the gate of the old house. Smaller artifacts were individually placed into storage boxes by the experts, who then carried them out by hand, on their shoulders, or on temporary tracks. As for the precious imperial carriage…

"To be honest, I'm really not used to having Tang tri-colored warhorses pulling cultural relics and terracotta figurines supporting carts being transported outside... It makes me nervous just watching it..."

"Who isn't?"

Watching with bated breath, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and bear it. The experts had considered building a temperature- and humidity-controlled archaeological cabin directly inside the ancient house, encasing the large carriage in its shell, and then hoisting the cabin and carriage out together—but they failed.

Even when the ancient house is unfolded to its maximum extent, it is still shrouded in a peculiar layer of spatial ripples. Whether it's a crane or a gantry crane, trying to extend the hook into the ancient house to lift things out requires several attempts, and each attempt fails!
There was no other way but to let the Tang tri-colored warhorses and terracotta warriors pull, lift, or support the large carriage out of the ancient house and into the newly built archaeological cabin.

Shen Le then directed the warhorses and armored soldiers to withdraw and stand outside. The experts rushed forward, carrying or lifting the warhorses and armored soldiers into small storage lockers...

I dare not let them take another step!

Even the slightest friction between the ceramic glaze particles, resulting in a tiny fragment falling to the ground, could cause experts heartache for ten years, making them wish they could lie on the floor and use the smallest artifact-specific vacuum cleaner to pick it up!

Ah, over there, some people have already started working on it...

Shen Le followed along the whole time, trying her best to keep a straight face and not laugh. To be fair, the combination of experts and cultural relics was perfectly normal and harmonious;
The experts paired with these artifacts that can walk, move, fight, and even play dumb, pretending to be just ordinary objects, creates... well, quite a peculiar effect...

He focused his mental energy on each artifact, ensuring they were safely and securely locked in temperature- and humidity-controlled storage boxes, preventing damage from changes in the external environment.

After all the safes were in place, the Special Affairs Bureau personnel busied themselves installing various measuring and isolation devices throughout the hall to ensure that the artifacts would not cause any trouble and that the strong spiritual energy reactions would not harm Shen Le.

While busy, he still clung to Shen Le, pleading desperately:
"Help us fire a kiln of porcelain towers... even just one kiln will do... just put them here to keep these old men in check, and beg them not to get up and dance for no reason, or to patrol the hall for no reason..."

Shen Le: "..."

Is it possible that even if I were to put down a kiln full of porcelain towers, it would only prevent them from being tainted by malevolence and from wanting to kill a few experts or spectators for no reason?

However, we cannot extinguish their spirit, nor can we allow them to constantly patrol and display the prowess of Princess Pingyang's personal guards...

Even so, he still flew to Jingdezhen again. Practice makes perfect, and with the resources provided by the Special Affairs Bureau, he fired another kiln of porcelain towers.

The twelve porcelain towers were arranged in formation, quietly sitting in various corners of the hall, locking the spiritual energy fluctuations of the entire hall down to single digits.

Shen Le finally managed to send them away before returning to the Zhongnan Mountains. Following his memory, he scoured the entire mountainside and finally found a small, completely collapsed porcelain kiln ruin, buried deep in the earth. He began, hand in hand, to painstakingly rebuild it.
They directed the soil to flow away, directed the bricks to be reassembled, purchased large quantities of new refractory bricks, and laid them on the ruins of the porcelain kiln to build a complete new kiln.

They stuffed the porcelain pagoda, which he had dug out of Mount Emei but which was not yet fully restored, into the kiln, put the broken parts back in place, and smeared the broken edges with porcelain clay and glaze.

Add firewood, light the fire, and burn it again!
The flames of the pine fire roared upwards. Within ten minutes, a buzzing sound filled the air as a small drone came over to take a look.
Half an hour later, an even larger drone flew over and buzzed around Shen Le's head:

"Forest fire prevention is everyone's responsibility; protecting our green mountains and clear waters is protecting our economic prosperity! Do not use fire in forest areas! Prevent forest fires and protect our green home!"

Shen Le smiled and waved at the drone. The message coming from the drone instantly became agitated:

"This is the Qinling Mountains Nature Reserve! Open flames are prohibited! Open flames are prohibited! Please extinguish any open flames immediately and wait where you are—"

Shen Le silently took out his phone. He made a video call to the liaison officer at the Chang'an Special Affairs Bureau, turning the camera towards the kiln:
"So, the ancient porcelain kiln I told you about before, I've started firing it now. Please tell the local authorities—I don't know which department it is—that I've reported it to them. I didn't start a fire in the mountains without a reason!"

With the Special Affairs Bureau stepping in to handle the situation, Shen Le was able to continue firing this kiln of porcelain unharmed. Even though four hours later, forest firefighters arrived, carrying large bags of firefighting equipment, risking their lives to cross mountains and valleys, it didn't dampen his good mood.

There's no fire hazard here!
He can still do his work!

Unfortunately, it wasn't the Special Affairs Bureau personnel who rushed over; he couldn't perform a demonstration of controlling fire with his bare hands in front of ordinary people...

Shen Le had no choice but to continue adding firewood, watching the fire, and sensing the progress of the porcelain tower's firing. The porcelain tower stretched its body in the kiln, freely absorbing the flames and also absorbing the various inexplicable images accumulated inside the ancient kiln.

Shen Le even sensed that from within the distant stone wall, the box containing the talisman hummed softly, and the white tiger formed from the military talisman cast a sharp gaze toward the porcelain kiln…

So, is this the reason why the porcelain tower couldn't be fully repaired for so long?

Lacking this experience, we also lack that air of a hardware elite...

Shen Le held his breath and focused intently, constantly adjusting the fire intensity and using his mental power to guide the surrounding fire elemental forces, which surged into the kiln one after another.

The porcelain tower hummed softly in the kiln, and the forty-nine porcelain swords sometimes whistled and flew, and sometimes silently retracted, resonating endlessly with the entire porcelain tower.

Even all the porcelain sculptures in the tower—the chickens, dogs, cattle, horses, tigers, wolves, snakes, eagles, and other small sculptures modeled after various animals to attract demonic energy—raised their heads, their eyes shining, almost as if they were about to leap out.

In short, according to Shen Le's perception, the last crack on the porcelain tower, both physically and spiritually, was constantly narrowing and disappearing.

The moment the last wisp of metallic essence emitted by the military talisman was swallowed by the porcelain sword, the entire porcelain tower suddenly trembled and emitted a soft sound:

"Hello...?" Shen Le couldn't help but smile. He extended his spiritual power, gently touching the tower and carefully communicating with it:

"Hello. Welcome back. How are you feeling?"

It's nice...very comfortable, but a bit hot...could we cool it down a bit?

"Ah, of course." Shen Le pulled out a piece of fire-resistant material, examined the glaze, and assessed the overall condition of the porcelain tower before readily extinguishing the fire.

Under the watchful eyes of the forest firefighters, who were on high alert, I squatted in front of the kiln door and continued to communicate with the porcelain tower:
"The fire is out. Wait a little longer, let the temperature in the kiln dissipate naturally, let your body cool down naturally... Don't rush it, or you'll crack. Let's take it slowly, okay?"

Okay! By the way, what's your name?

"My name is Shen Le. What about you? Do you have a name? Or, what name would you like to be called?"

"I..." The porcelain tower hesitated for a long time, its body humming as if a CPU were working at full capacity. After a long while, it asked somewhat blankly:
What...should I be called?

"You were born as a tower, and from the tower you became a spirit." Shen Le slowly told it: "Born of fire, tempered in metal, you suppress evil spirits and protect peace."

He thought for a moment, then his smile deepened. "You were born to guard Zhongnan Mountain, to guard the famous mountains and rivers. How about calling you 'Zhenyue'? To guard the Five Sacred Mountains, to guard all the mountains..."

【Zhen...Yue...】

Taling's voice repeated these two words over and over, chewing them over and over, the sound growing louder and louder.

In an instant, the tower's radiance suddenly intensified, and all forty-nine porcelain swords vibrated simultaneously, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry like a dragon's roar:

【I am Zhenyue! I am Zhenyue!】

"Alright, Zhenyue." Shen Le reached out and lightly stroked the tower, while simultaneously using his spiritual power to continue touching it:

"What skills do you have? Can you tell me about them?"

"I'm incredibly skilled!" A flash of light appeared in the kiln, then another, as if Zhenyue was gesturing excitedly, impatiently:

I can see very far! I can see very clearly! Like...like that little thing buzzing in the sky just now, I could count exactly how many leaves it had!

Drones...that's pretty impressive. At least Shen Le knew for sure that he couldn't possibly count how many blades each rotor of a drone had; he'd have to look it up and memorize it...

I can suppress it! Let all those uncomfortable, restless things roll over to me, quiet down, gradually improve, and then I'll send them away!

This is the power to suppress the earth's veins, attract yin energy, and divide and purify. Even porcelain towers without self-awareness can form an array to suppress ancient battlefields; a single porcelain tower with self-awareness could control the entire Zhongnan Mountain—that would be no problem!
Shen Le gave it a thumbs up. Although he couldn't see it through the kiln door, their thoughts merged, and the porcelain tower seemed to understand his idea, its mind filled with even more excitement, even a hint of eagerness at its first attempt:

[I... am still pretty good at fighting! Those swords! They can fly out! Fast! Accurate! Nothing bad can withstand a single blow from me!]

With a soft whoosh, the kiln door silently shattered and turned to dust before Shen Le. Inside the kiln, the accumulated heat surged out.

Shen Le: "..."

You're dismantling the kiln door so quickly, aren't you afraid it will freeze and crack due to the rapid temperature drop?

Also, you're a porcelain sword! A porcelain sword! Can it withstand bumps and knocks? Won't it shatter when it collides with a hard object? Are you fighting with the porcelain sword itself, or by unleashing a wisp of sword light?
This all requires gradual testing, and if possible, a lot of instruction will be needed...

He silently noted down all of the little guy's abilities. First, precise perception, which was likely beyond visual range and at high speed;
Secondly, the powerful suppression and purification field means that with it, there is nothing to fear about evil or filth.

The third point concerns an extremely sharp and incredibly fast attack. Whether it's a physical attack or a combination of physical and magical attacks, the attack's range, power, and accuracy all require extensive testing…

"A truly formidable ability, Zhenyue." Shen Le smiled and reached out, giving it another gentle pat.
"However, we need to be clear about who we attack and who we don't attack. We can only attack if we're sure it's the enemy. Follow orders, okay?"

"Obey military orders? Of course!" Zhen Yue answered decisively. The jewel on the top of the tower shone brightly, like an eye slowly opening and looking at the world before it.

Immediately afterwards, it rose from the ground, shrinking as it ascended. From two meters high to one meter, then from one meter to one foot, it flew out steadily and landed right in front of Shen Le:
Where do you want me to suppress? Who do you want me to fight? Let's go!

sweat……

We don't need to start a fight right away, okay?

Shen Le carefully bent down, first reaching out to shield the tower body, feeling the heat radiation from it, then picked it up and held it in his hand.

A click sounded beside him; it was a forest firefighter, who had been on high alert, taking a picture of him with his phone.
"Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King! Look!"

Shen Le: "..."

He carried the porcelain pagoda, bid farewell to the forest fire brigade, then turned into the mountainside to say goodbye to Tiger Tally, before fleeing to the sea and heading towards the base. He was overjoyed that Yun Kun had already returned from his voyage and was delighted to see Shen Le.
"Boss, let me tell you, I had a blast this time! You'll never believe where I went—I went surfing underwater!"

It kept murmuring and murmuring. The little guys on the boat, except for the compass and Li Xingtang who were always silent, were all vying to talk, it was practically a grand chorus.

Shen Le smiled slightly and jumped onto the bow of the boat. He unzipped his backpack, took out the porcelain pagoda, and almost the instant it was exposed to the moist sea breeze, the Zhenyue Pagoda's light shone brightly.

[Shen Le... what's this?]

"Ah, this is Yun Kun, our warship." Shen Le squatted down, touched the deck, and then carefully placed the porcelain tower in the center of the deck, behind the rudder.

In an instant, the porcelain tower grew taller in the wind, stretching to a height of two meters, while the wooden deck also discreetly dipped in, allowing the porcelain tower to sink slightly and sit securely on the foredeck.

Yun Kun let out a joyful cry:
[Boss, is this the close-range defense system you installed for me? Is it finally finished?]

(End of this chapter)