The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 761 When will that dragon-locking chain be broken?
The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The waves crashed on the shore.

The amphibious landing ship—correction, it became a small sampan-sized Yun Kun—carried Shen Le and quietly approached the shore. Shen Le stepped onto the mud, waved to the back, and immediately sank, drawing upon the earth's energy to plunge into the nearest mountain range.

It wasn't until I found a dark, secluded spot, sat cross-legged, and began to process my experiences that I realized something was amiss:
"That doesn't make sense. I teleported here via the ley lines, how could I choke on water! I went to Japan without any problems before, how could I be blocked by the strait?"

He slowly extended his spiritual power, communicating with the mountains, the earth's veins, and the entire land. He scanned the area seven or eight times before finally realizing where the problem lay:

When he went to Japan before, he didn't use the ley lines for teleportation, but rather spatial teleportation. The copper plate helped him locate the location, and then he used the spatial teleportation talisman to jump directly there!
The talisman that can jump directly from his main world to the secret realm, as long as the location is accurate, can jump from Zhuxi Town to Japan without any problem!

"So, all my calling Yun Kun over was for nothing?"

Shen Le suddenly felt a pang of guilt. Yun Kun's schedule was packed with missions!

After finishing one job, I come back for a spa treatment, scrape the bottom of the boat, and apply paint, and then I have to set off for the next job immediately, with no breaks in between!
After he called me over, a batch of soldiers' supplies were delayed, or a batch of urgently needed data couldn't be supplied.

"Never mind, I'm already here. I'll try not to bother it on the way back." With that thought, Shen Le focused her mind slightly, resonated with the copper plate, and quickly selected a spot.

He was extra careful, keeping the point on the island as close to him as possible, ideally within his sight. Then, he activated the teleportation talisman and took a step forward—

Great, teleportation successful, landed safely and smoothly. Shen Le looked around and chose another spot, this time increasing the distance to the other side of the island:
It worked! Now, let me try teleporting back to the other side of the strait, and then teleporting home?
Bingo!

Successfully completed, and the target was correct!
Shen Le clenched his fist and teleported back to the other side of the strait. Following the location indicated by the resonance of the ceramic block, he sat down cross-legged and slowly felt the undulating ley lines beneath him.

The Chinese dragon veins extend from the Kunlun Mountains, the ancestor of all mountains, with three major main dragons. One branch of the southern main dragon has surged forth and raised its head on the island of Taiwan.

Shen Le slowly made his way along the earth's veins. It was impossible for his spiritual power to extend all the way to the other side of the strait; no matter how strong he was, he couldn't reach that level.

However, it's still possible to run your fingers along the lines provided by the copper sheet, one by one, while subtly stimulating the resonance between the copper sheet and the earth's veins...

Hmm, let me feel around and see where the problem lies...

It's definitely not just a matter of ley lines. I've traveled along ley lines in China, passing through canyons, lakes, and rivers, and I've never been blocked...

Shen Le ran his fingers over the copper sheet one by one. As he touched it, his brow furrowed. Even in his meditative state, even just tracing the lines on the copper sheet, he felt a resistance:
I'm not feeling well.

Unlike back home, standing on the Kunlun Mountains, walking step by step along the snow-capped peaks, the power of the mountains is gentle, tranquil, and unobstructed.

The mountains enveloped him, supported him, and carried him wherever he wanted to go. The journey was smooth, and there were no obstacles anywhere he went.

But here... these mountains, and the connection between these mountains and the other side of the strait, always seem to be blocked, like there's no way to get here or there...

What's going on here?
Why were we stopped?

Shen Le couldn't quite figure it out. He could only concentrate fully, meticulously examining and memorizing the points that were obstructive or blocked:

Just wait!

Once I've found everything I need, I'll determine what it is!
He frantically recorded for a while, then stepped out of the meditation environment, opened his phone, took screenshots, and annotated them one by one with the phone's built-in drawing software.

Then, it was sent to Gu Yulin, with an inquiry attached:
Do you know where these places are? What's inside them?

"I can't believe it!" Gu Yulin's reply popped up quickly. It was hurried, as if he was afraid Gu Yulin would do something outrageous.

"Your picture is too small! And the red dot is too blurry! I can't see it at all! -- Weren't you going to find broken pottery? Come back as soon as you find it, don't cause any more trouble!"

Seriously, we have both diplomatic and military options to deal with them; we really don't need you to be on the front lines!

Shen Le ignored his words. However, it was true that the map was too small: a map of Taiwan the size of a mobile phone screen, with just one dot on it, would conservatively be several square kilometers.

Asking Gu Yulin, or even just any staff member in the household, to check what's going on would probably be too much to ask of them.
He simply suppressed his doubts, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and strode downhill. The earth undulated gently beneath his feet, quickly leading him to the mountainside, the starting point of a winding mountain path.

Standing on the hillside and looking down, vast fields of farmland roll with green, swaying gently in the breeze, at the height of their vitality.

Looking into the distance, one can almost see the horizon where the sea meets the sky. This is the Chianan Plain, the largest plain on the island and the birthplace of agriculture, known as the "granary" and "sugar storehouse".

If our ancestors came across the sea and were looking for a place to settle, this would most likely be one of the most likely locations...

Shen Le reviewed the geography and history knowledge he had just memorized before coming, and strode down the slope. The Mongolian Plateau was bitterly cold, the wind biting like a knife, but the Jianan Plain was already bathed in the gentle spring scenery.

A network of shimmering streams flows down from the mountains to the plains, where they intertwine with man-made irrigation canals, bringing vibrant life to this land.

Shen Le carefully sensed the location of the pottery block, then submerged himself in the ground and quickly burrowed out along the earth's veins.

After repeating this several times, feeling that his destination was not far away, he finally found a secluded spot to peek out. He straightened his clothes, pretended to be a tourist on a leisurely trip, and walked slowly.

In the bright spring sunshine, rice paddies and sugarcane fields intertwine, and small fishing boats can be seen moving on the waterways and ponds from time to time, with fishermen casting their large nets with great effort.

Shen Le was in a good mood, tilting her head back to welcome the soft spring breeze, and couldn't help but hum a tune softly:
"A great river flows wide,"

The fragrance of rice blossoms wafts from both banks of the river…

Singing as he went, he sensed the direction of his goal and moved forward leisurely. People on bicycles brushed past him, but he paid no attention, focusing solely on finding his first target:
Closer, even closer, it should be just ahead—oh no, the area in front is cordoned off!

This is troublesome. Do we need to figure out a way to infiltrate?

Shen Le frowned slightly, but without stopping, she naturally turned in a different direction and walked along the wall to the side.

He walked around the walled building but couldn't find a sign; there was nothing but the address.

Shen Le thought for a moment, then decided not to knock on the door. Instead, he adjusted his backpack, pretending to be a passerby who had been turned away after asking for directions or a drink of water, and walked away with his head down. He walked several hundred meters before casually stopping a middle-aged farmer and pointing to a building in the distance, asking:
"Excuse me... where is that?"

The farmer gave him a slightly strange look, hurriedly replied "I don't know," and walked away quickly. Shen Le didn't mind and continued forward, looking around.
Without a car, and without shared bikes or electric scooters, having to walk is too inconvenient...

If only he had found a city, or at least a town, rented a car, or even just a motorcycle, before continuing his exploration...

Since things had come to this, the only option was to start moving forward. Shen Le sensed the resonance of the clay blocks, constantly searching for less crowded spots and stealthily making his way through. In one day, he had already identified five clay blocks.

Three were clustered together, within ten meters of each other; one was in the area enclosed by the wall; and the other was quite far away, buried deep in the silt.

Judging from its trajectory, it seems to have been swept away by water, carried a long distance, before slowly calming down and sinking into the earth...

There were still some resonant lights left, but it was getting late, so Shen Le didn't want to look for them anymore. He carried his backpack, wandered around, and finally entered a night market, where he happily began to eat.
Oyster omelet! Freshly made, just taken off the griddle! Enjoy!
The batter is filled with fresh scallop meat and exudes a rich egg aroma, making it the most famous local snack! This stall has the longest queue, so this is it!
Pepper cakes! Fresh out of the oven!

The outer shell is baked until crispy and soft, and the inside is filled with a lot of fresh minced meat. It is also sprinkled with a lot of pepper and spices that Shen Le could not identify. The domineering aroma hits you right in the face!
There was a long queue, and many people were willing to stand in line and wait for a new batch to come out of the oven! Time to eat!

Taiwanese sausage wrapped in sticky rice! To be honest, the name is quite strange. It's said to be derived from the idea of ​​"the impermanence of life," yet it's a very famous snack.

First steamed, then roasted until the outer shell of the glutinous rice sausage is golden brown and crispy, inside which is a chewy and delicious sausage. Finally, it is sprinkled with a bunch of crushed peanuts, dried radish and other ingredients. Every bite is a randomly changing flavor.

Ah, it's a local specialty, so delicious! It's much better than the "large intestine wrapped in small intestine" sold in the old street of Zhuxi Town!
Of course, it's also possible that he was hungry...

He ate his way from one end of the street to the other, happily buying and trying everything he had never seen or heard of before, or even just heard the name of but never actually seen.

Anyway, cultivators have huge appetites and superhuman digestive abilities. They can eat several times more food without bursting their stomachs or ending up in the hospital...

We ate from 7 pm to 9 pm, going back and forth to the night market twice. The streets were bustling with activity; people were cooking, selling things, and shopping—all hardworking ordinary folks, not much different from Shen Le's hometown.

Shen Le had played and eaten to his heart's content before patting his belly and comfortably checking into a hotel. He locked the door, closed his eyes, and sank into the ground.

Let's go!

Excavate!
The three clay blocks put together were like a guiding light. Shen Le teleported them over, and one block came out with each reach, and another with each reach.

Next, we went to find the area with the silt, which was less pleasant, as it required simultaneously communicating with the earth and draining the water.

The difference from before is somewhat like how Pigsy and Sandy can jump into the water and naturally fight in the water, while Sun Wukong has to perform a water-avoiding spell.

To avoid getting covered in mud and smelling bad, Shen Le tried three times before finally managing to fish the thing out. He then pinched his nose and walked away.

Then, after being teleported to the high-walled compound where the first ceramic block was located, just as they had gained a foothold, a bright searchlight suddenly turned around!

"who!"

Footsteps, shouts, the sound of gun bolts being pulled back—Shen Le wouldn't have recognized the last one if he hadn't walked through dozens of outposts on the snowy mountain.

He quickly dropped to the ground, rolled away, and hid behind a small mound. Taking advantage of being out of sight, he sank down and instantly buried himself in the earth—

"There is a situation!"

"alert!"

The sounds of running, shouts, and all sorts of other noises that Shen Le couldn't understand suddenly rose up, turning the area inside the walled compound into chaos. Shen Le huddled on the ground, increasingly confused:
what's the situation?
Am I exposed?
Or is this an important stronghold, and I accidentally stirred up a hornet's nest?
"Watch out! Be on alert!"

"Push...out!"

Commands, delivered in a thick local accent, continued incessantly. Before long, Shen Le felt a strange fluctuation sweep over his body, followed by a series of different fluctuations:

"found it!"

"Found it! It's... two meters underground?"

"Sir, what should I do?"

"What do you suggest we do? Bomb it, or use some kind of microwave weapon to burn it? We don't have any of those things..."

"Go and invite Grandpa over?"

"It's so late, will Grandpa come? -- Or maybe tomorrow?"

"If things get delayed, those foreigners will start making trouble again..."

"Why don't we invite them over? It's their business anyway!"

"Sigh, why should we listen to a bunch of foreigners pointing fingers at our own land? If I had known, I would have preferred to..."

"Shh!"

Shen Le felt a stirring in his heart, as if something was knocking on his spiritual door in the dark, but he couldn't quite grasp it for the time being.

He simply hid underground, listening to the commotion of footsteps above. About half an hour later, a sharp aura burst in, followed by a cacophony of heavily accented English.

After a while, Shen Le finally heard someone shouting from above:
"Impact drill! Shovel! Get ready to blast!"

What?! You guys want to bomb me? No way!
Shen Le sank deep into the ground, instantly traveling several hundred meters away. He then unleashed his spiritual power, sensing the surroundings, and a sudden thought struck him:
The feeling he got from that large house protected by the wall was somewhat similar to feeling the entire earth vein in the mountains!
They all feel like there's something foreign inside, making it hard to breathe!

Could it be foreigners who arrived later? He hadn't had this feeling before the foreigners came!
—So what about those strange spots on the mountain?
Are they nails driven into the earth's veins, forming an island chain that locks down the dragon that wants to soar high?
It'll be fine to just take it apart anytime!
(End of this chapter)