Chapter 4: The Treasure is Hot
Li Zhi regained his composure.
Looking at the archaeological tools neatly arranged on the coffee table in the living room, he fell into deep thought.

This set of archaeological tools is obviously not something that can be forged by mortals. It is very likely a magical tool made by a monk.

Moreover, it is a set of equipment specially used for tomb robbing by monks who are proficient in tomb science.

If it were any other parallel universe, Li Zhi might not have fallen into deep thought.

But being on Earth in the world of Shrouding the Sky, he has to think about whether he is qualified to own these things?
According to his memories of his previous life, he guessed that part of the earth was most likely evolved from an ancient burial ground.

That is why it has the extraordinary effect of nourishing corpses and can greatly shorten the birth time of the reincarnation seal.

One can imagine how many corpses of great predecessors are buried beneath the earth.

The Lord of Daode, the Great Emperor Hengyu, the Great Emperor Xukong, the Great Emperor Amitabha, and the Great Emperor Jiuli all buried their bodies here, and were reborn after forming the seal of reincarnation in their bodies.

The original book did not mention how many senior masters there were under the earth who had not yet successfully formed the reincarnation seal, so Li Zhi did not know.

But using common sense to speculate that this is definitely not an uncommon number.

Moreover, there is an underworld organization in this world.

The curse from the underworld is very dangerous and you can be afflicted without even realizing it.

Even just practicing their skills will result in a curse. Master Yuan Tianshi on the ancient star Beidou is a good example.

People who deal with tombs all year round will definitely not have a good ending, except for the Emperor of the Underworld.

Li Zhi even guessed in his heart that the reason why his father Li Daqiang died young might be because he was injured by these magical weapons in his early years and thus was cursed.

Now Li Zhi has two options to choose from.

One is to carry these magical instruments with you for self-defense, and then go to ask for advice from the immortals.

The second option is to return these magical instruments to the cellar, pretend that he knows nothing, and then go to ask the immortal for help.

Li Zhi, who was in a dilemma, accidentally glanced at the book "Stealing the Secrets of Heaven".

Perhaps, the answer can be found in "The Secret of Stealing Heaven".

However, he had already read "The Secret of Stealing Heaven", a book of only a few dozen pages.

To be honest, he could recognize no more than five of the words on it.

The entire article is written in oracle bone inscriptions, and seems like a heavenly book.

Moreover, every word taken out individually looks like a scribble, and its meaning is impossible to understand.

From the information in his father Li Daqiang's study, it can be seen that Li Daqiang also worked hard to decipher the secrets of this book.

I have several notebooks just for notes.

For a book called "Stealing Heaven's Secrets" which only has more than a thousand words, the notes left by Li Daqiang are quite rich, with at least a million words.

Perhaps, the opportunity lies in "stealing the secrets of heaven".

Li Daqiang didn’t know that there were cultivators in the world, but Li Zhi knew that the method of cultivation on Earth had never been cut off.

It's just not visible to ordinary people.

For mortals, oracle bone inscriptions are ancient characters.

But for those monks, it may just be the text written in daily life.

After making up his mind, Li Zhi picked up the notebook and began to copy the words from "Stealing the Secrets of Heaven" exactly.

When asking someone for advice on a text, there is no need to produce the original document.

Maybe there is something else hidden in this book bound with unknown animal skin.

If seen by those monks, you will be killed.

It took Li Zhi three hours to copy more than a thousand oracle bones.

After checking again and again and confirming that everything was correct and there was nothing missing, he put down his pen.

He put the set of archaeological tools on the coffee table into the snakeskin bag one by one, then he carried the bag, shovel and keys back to the backyard.

As night falls, a full moon rises into the sky and a cool breeze blows.

Li Zhicai put the snakeskin bag back into the cellar and then made the ground flat again.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

He was exhausted from the day. He lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

All kinds of bizarre images kept appearing in my mind.

There are battlefield scenes where the warriors fight against the enemies in all directions.

There is a painting of the heavenly palace with jade buildings and people drinking and chatting happily.

There are tombs everywhere, the atmosphere is gloomy and there is no living person in the underworld.

There are also invincible scenes of controlling the heavens and the earth and being the supreme ruler of the world.

What made Li Zhi feel most horrified was the scene in which he was lying peacefully in a black robe on a black-sailed boat drifting in the sky, and suddenly a sword came from nowhere and smashed him and the boat into pieces.

"call!"

Li Zhi woke up instantly.

I touched my forehead and found it was covered in sweat.

Looking out the window, the sky was bright.

After packing up and putting the copied "Stealing the Secrets of Heaven" in his bag, Li Zhi prepared to leave.

The house lacks popularity and is indeed not suitable for long-term living.

Otherwise it is easy to have nightmares.

When I walked out of the house, I met my neighbor Li Zhong again.

Seeing Li Zhi carrying his bag and looking like he was about to leave, Li Zhong said, "Xiao Zhi, why don't you stay home for a few more days?"

Li Zhi said, "Uncle Zhong, the store is short of staff, and I can't leave for long. Tomorrow is the weekend, and there will be a lot of customers. We can't continue to close the store. If I don't go back, the people from the Pedestrian Street Management Office will call me to urge me to open the store for business."

Li Zhong nodded and said, "Making money is important, or why don't you come to my house and have lunch before leaving."

Li Zhi said, "I just had dinner at home. Uncle Zhong, I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking. Next time I come back, I'll bring you a few more bottles of good wine so we can drink to our heart's content."

Li Zhong smiled and said, "Then I will wait for your good wine. Don't worry about your home, I will keep an eye on it for you. No one will climb over the wall and enter your house."

Li Zhi thanked him, "Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Zhong."

Afterwards, Li Zhong took Li Zhi to where he parked his car at the entrance of the village.

Watching Li Zhi drive away, Li Zhong showed a satisfied smile and thought, "It would be great if Dapeng had the ability of Li Zhi. Maybe I should let Dapeng learn how to do business from Li Zhi."

After driving onto the highway, Li Zhi's mind was no longer on driving.

Where can we go to find out the true meaning of those "oracle bones"?

Are we going to look for those monks hiding in the formation barrier?

Or go to famous mountains and rivers to visit those Taoist priests to try your luck?
However, after careful consideration, neither of these two methods is appropriate.

If "Stealing Heaven's Secrets" is a powerful practice, he will be in danger.

If "Stealing Heaven's Secrets" is not a practice method, but a scripture that explains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, then he would be in danger as well.

In his hands, "stealing the secrets of heaven" seemed to have become a hot potato.

It’s not that Li Zhi thinks the worst.

But the three words "stealing the secrets of heaven" that he knew could indeed give rise to endless reverie.

If it really is a method that can allow people to steal the secrets of heaven, its value would be immeasurable.

It is just like a mortal taking the "Nine Secrets" to ask a monk about the specific methods of cultivation.

It's no different from seeking death.

The cultivators in the world of Shrouding the Sky don’t care about who’s better, who’s better. They are all fighting to cross the river, fighting non-stop.

Almost every monk's hands were stained with blood.

The blood shed was not just that of the enemies, a lot of it was the blood of innocent people.

Finally, Li Zhi seemed to remember something, and Ye Fan and others seemed to know Zhong Dingwen.

In an instant, an idea came to his mind.

(End of this chapter)