(Golden Bone Shaping Pool, one of the oldest bone-melting pools.
According to the family records of the ancestors, the Golden Bone Shaping Pool is far away in the Spirit Realm of the Golden Spirit tribe. Later, I and many of the grand secretaries of the gods and demons in the royal family found it and made astonishing discoveries there.
It turned out that the Golden Bone Shaping Pool was in the heart of a certain dragon!
The dragon passed away in this place at some unknown time. The dragon's elixir in its belly was left intact.
Now we have sealed it off completely.
Since we didn't get the consent of our great-grandfathers and great-grandmothers, I don't know if they opposed it?
However, several special artifacts discovered there have been placed in the Museum of Ancient Gods and Demons for people to admire and visit.
-- Excerpted from "The Ruins of the Flourishing of Gods and Demons" by Dr. Fengbona, the great-great-grandson of Kellen the Great and a historian of the Creation of the Divine Territory.
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One day, two days, three days... And so quietly, forty-nine days passed.
Seventy-seven forty-nine days, day after day in remembrance, day after day in longing. A thousand years later, memories come to mind as if they were yesterday. On the princess's pretty face, there were no more tears, but rather an inexplicable joy. Just like the long-dormant Yutan, it will eventually bloom quietly in the silent night, fragrant and sweet-smelling.
On the fiftieth day, the princess could no longer hold on. With one hand resting on her chin, she lay on her side by the hot spring, her eyes slightly lowered, her eyes drooped, and she fell into a deep dream from a thousand years ago. In that dream, it was full of him... It was him... And he...
It was unknown how much time had passed before a faint nightmare appeared on the princess's sleeping face. The faint smile of the sweet dream was reflected in the golden, mirror-like spring water, clear and gentle, charming and lovely. It turns out that without realizing it, the spring has quieted down. This calmness came unusually and was equally precious.
A speck of light, presenting a golden hue. Pierce through the quiet, orange water surface of the spring, push aside the thin veil of the golden mist, and touch the emerald crystal ball on the ceiling quietly. The emerald ball, as if summoned by a signal, suddenly brightened, with a brilliant greenish glow and emerald light. In an instant, the bright red greenhouse was filled with emerald greenish light. It was so blinding that one could not look directly at it.
The golden downy light between the spring and the emerald crystal sphere, at this moment, flashes like arrows, moving up and down as if exchanging some kind of power and divine radiance. Suddenly, the downy rays grew, the light and color spread out rapidly, gradually forming a column of blinding eyes. The light column was unrestrained, sucking the divine nectar from both the hot spring and the emerald crystal ball. The two streams of divine elixir met unexpectedly. They filled each other, excluded each other, and opposed each other. It seems that neither is willing to unite with the other.
A figure suddenly appeared between the golden light and the green light, completely enveloped within the pillar of the sinister gaze. The glow pierced the eyes, and the greenhouse was bathed in rosy glow. The golden light and the greenish glow, which had been in constant confrontation, suddenly seemed like a beast that had caught its prey and began to devour the figure without restraint, mouthful by mouthful. Until the entire figure was completely swallowed up by the golden glow.
As if about to give up, a strange sight suddenly emerged.
The pillar of the evil eye suddenly shone with golden light, as if the hot spring divine elixir had finally gained the upper hand. The unceasing golden light spread out in all directions, and the room was enveloped in a golden glow, shining brightly. And behold, the green light, with its eyes piercing through the gold, has broken through the golden light in an instant, and the entire greenhouse is adorned with emerald green.
A series of net-like crackles of fireworks gradually filled the columns of light that interwove the golden and the blue. A soft beeping sound emerged quietly from the flickering, silky fire pattern. The sound was very faint, even fainter than the low chirping of mosquitoes.
"Shu --"
A long, low murmur, like a long sigh after a long illness. Though it is a soft murmur, it is very pleasant. Clumps of white steam rose and rolled around the beam of light as if it were about to engulf it. In fact, it emerged faintly from the web of fire patterns, lingering around the light column for a long time, rolling more and more thickly, and in a short while, it actually swallowed the light column.
A moment later.
The blue light stops, the golden light stops, and the white air dissipates. The spring, veiled in golden mist and gossamer, remains as still as ever. The emerald crystal spheres flickered with greenish light, as peaceful as ever. The princess, with her jade hands resting on her chin, slept peacefully like a dream by the hot spring, as wonderful as a sleeping baby. The golden beauty's delicate face was calmly reflected on the golden water, fresh and elegant.
A pair of closed eyes on the princess's face seemed to be looking at the reflection of the young man in the middle of the spring. The young man was handsome and elegant, with curly hair, but at this moment, he was strangely dressed in a cloud-veiled golden robe, looking dashing and graceful. At this moment, the young man was somehow suspended between the hot spring and the emerald crystal ball, and a pair of bright eyes rested on the sleeping beauty. Muttering to himself:
"Where is this? Did she save me? It must have been her..." The boy, of course, was Kellen.
Kellen took a close look at the furnishings here, the crimson canopy, the hot spring like the moon, the crystal ball like the star. The large greenhouse seemed like a miniature of a small universe. Kellen was startled for a moment, then settled down quietly by the hot spring. She moved very lightly, for fear of waking up the beauty by the spring.
And where I stepped, one foot was deep and the other shallow, and it was so soft, what a strange ground! Kellen moved quietly and knelt down gently beside the princess. Looking closely at the beauty, he was so engrossed in her gaze. After looking for a long time, I was so absorbed that I couldn't figure out why this beauty had to face the golden spring before her. What could be in the spring?
"Jinlang," the word "Jinlang" echoed in Kellen's mind for a long time. Before she lost consciousness, she had heard the beauty exclaim the word "Jinlang" with deep intoxication and deep emotion. Perhaps, "Jinlang" is a person, the one she loves, um... This person must be very important to her... With such a beauty, what kind of person should "Jinlang" be?
Watching the eldest princess sleep with a sweet smile on her face facing the hot spring. Kellen thought to herself, could there be "Jinlang" hidden in this golden crescent spring? Otherwise, why would this beauty be so lost in thought about a strange spring? Even more strangely, even in her sleep, she was still so lost in thought!
All right, since she saved me, I must do her a favor. Just go down and invite that "Jinlang" up... On second thought, no! If she could go down, why would she sleep by the spring? She must be waiting, laughing so intently!
Waiting always makes one extremely anxious. But at this moment, the beauty is waiting so comfortably, so happily! How could anyone else understand the sweet taste of waiting?
A wisp of black hair always hangs quietly before the eyes of the sleeping princess. Kellen stretched out her hand, hanging in mid-air, trying to gently touch it for her. She thought for a long time, but never had the courage. Like Elara's hand, which is always close to my hand, with just a slight movement it can sweetly hold. Only, the shy and naive thoughts, hesitate and never have the courage... No courage...
It turns out that boys also have their first moments of love and tender feelings.
"Jinlang, you're awake..." The sudden warm greeting gave Kellen a big surprise. Her heart was suddenly stuffed with seven or eight hares, thumping and pounding non-stop. Kellen's hand, which was suspended in mid-air, blushed and quickly pulled back as if startled. Little did she know that this beauty would throw herself into Kellen's arms without any warning. He felt her tender chin gently rubbing against his shoulder...
Kellen's pair of eyes went straight, as if they were stunned. A pair of arms stretched out of nowhere, wanting to hold the beauty tightly, remained stiffly in mid-air, not moving at all.
"Jinlang, what's wrong with you?" Under the curving eyelashes of the golden beauty, a pair of bright and affectionate starry eyes were staring at Kellen. For this moment, the heavens and the earth are suffocated, and I can't catch my breath. How to answer the tender and delicate inquiry? With eyes as deep as water, she mistook herself for her lover? How to respond to this deep affection, this gaze, this sweet voice?
Kellen, who had been taciturn before, froze in the face of the princess's question. The princess, full of confusion, stared at Kellen's handsome and familiar face for a long time. Finally, Kellen's unspoken golden words came: "I, I, I am Kellen, not Jinlang."
"Jinlang?" " As if hearing a bolt from the blue, the princess's starry eyes suddenly burst with tears, looking anxious, staring blankly at Kellen, her mind anxious, her tone could no longer calm down, and there seemed to be a slight tremble in her voice: "Jinlang, look at me again, I am Wanxin! Could it be that you've forgotten?
"Wanxin..." What a beautiful name! Kellen murmured to herself. It turned out that her name was Wanxin. How beautiful!
Hearing Kellen recite her name silently, the Long princess, that is, Wanxin, had a glimmer of strange light in her face, looking forward to it with longing, "Do you remember now?"
"No, no." Kellen spoke with a dazed look, a few words that were very vague. Unless Elara is intelligent and perceptive, no one else knows what to say.
Wanxin felt much colder when she saw Kellen's blank and dazed expression. "Did you remember now?" asked Shimmick. The hands that had been holding Kellen's back were now even tighter, not because of deep affection. It was because she was afraid that Kellen would say some harsh words next, afraid that she would lose control for a moment and be in pain and sadness.
"Wan, Sister Wanxin, I'm not Jinlang. I'm Kellen. I've been Kellen since I was a child. I'm about sixteen years old this year..." Kellen wanted to introduce herself as clearly as possible so that Wanxin could understand and not misunderstand. But watching Wanxin's watery eyes, tears like a curtain of pearls, her lips twitching, she looked not only heartbroken but also as if her heart were broken.
How could Kellen go on talking? My heart was filled with tenderness, and countless comforting words flashed through my mind, but I couldn't bring myself to say them. In fact, in a state of panic, Kellen's mind was empty. How could she come up with any appropriate comforting words?
For a moment, Wanxin wept bitterly and threw herself into Kellen's arms, wailing and sobbing, crying her eyes out. It seemed as if the sorrow buried for a thousand years burst forth in an instant, and the tears, like a flood, unrestrainedly moistened Kellen's bosom. Kellen could no longer tolerate her stiff arms, and finally gently embraced the heartbroken beauty, gently patted Wanxin on the back, bewildered and unable to think of a word of comfort.
I don't know how long the sorrowful wailing lasted, but in the end I fainted from crying...