Destiny is ashes

Chapter 120: Tianxuan Zhiyi
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After stopping shooting, An Jing silently put down the sword case and icefall rifle that had begun to heat up, and then he exhaled, his body swayed slightly, and he almost fell to the ground: "What a monster, I shot three rounds of sword case flying sword and two rifle magazines... the monster is dead!"

"For a cultivator who has completed the middle stage of Qi Refining, 'Condensing the Soul to Nourish Life', his blood and energy are comparable to that of a giant beast, but this Fengdu Guard is indeed unusual."

The sword spirit sighed: "His blood is twice as vigorous as that of ordinary people of the same level, and this 'Fengdu Armor' relies on burning his blood to catalyze the purest 'Northern Yin Qi'."

"Because it is transformed from my own blood and qi, it has the same origin and heart, so I can control it as easily as with my own arm. At the same time, it possesses the qi of the netherworld and the vitality of the green wood, and it meets the conditions for practicing the 'Green Wood Longevity and Flourishing Technique'."

"Originally, I needed to find a place where life and death coexist to practice the secret art of withering and flourishing. Now, I can complete it in this Fengdu armor... Holding two energies together, rotating and helping each other, this is a genius idea that people in the future should not underestimate!"

"It's a pity that it was short-lived."

The sword spirit commented with regret: "Longevity is the foundation of our generation. Although the Fengdu Guards are strong in combat, they are prone to premature aging and short lifespan. I don't know how this world can make up for it."

——What the hell, isn’t this a standard magic combat tool!

An Jing complained in his heart. The sword spirit who heard his inner voice wanted to ask why An Jing was so sure, but he seemed to hear something and said in surprise: "An Jing, it's incredible, I heard the fluctuations of life."

"That martial artist... is not dead!"

The martial arts practitioner was indeed not dead. An Jing lifted up the rocks and gravel and discovered that the martial arts practitioner, who was thrown into the cement in a head-down position, was indeed lucky.

The falling rocks blocked the heat wave of the explosion, the gravel mitigated the impact, and his upper body was buried in cement, so he did not suffer fatal injuries - just like that, he survived the continuous fatal blows!
Although it's no different from being dead.

“…He’s dead? Hahahaha, good thing he died!”

The martial artist with a sunken skull was covered in blood. Although he was still alive, but... well, no buts. In fact, he should have died long ago. Even the sword spirit couldn't figure out why he was still alive.

After using the last of his strength to laugh wildly at the Fengdu Guards, Wu Xiu turned around and looked at An Jing.

One of his eyes had exploded in the previous battle, leaving only a bloody hole. He used the remaining bloodshot eye to stare at An Jing: "Many parties are playing games and scheming against each other. In the end, the winner is not the Guiyi Army, not Luofu, not Xuandu, and not Lianshan Shouyang..."

"But a young man from the wilderness."

"After all the calculations, I had already been defeated, but perhaps it was fate that I met you."

"Such a young wilderness genius, how come I have never heard of your name? Well, no matter who you are, it's better than letting Luo Fu take you away."

He raised his one arm, inserted it into his chest, blood and flesh surged, and pulled out a jade talisman the size of two fingers.

Pure white energy of vitality lingers around the jade green talisman, and ancient cloud-patterned phoenix characters float in it, flowing unsteadily. Its complexity and subtlety make people dizzy at the sight, and make people feel the mystery of the great way.

"This is the 'True Talisman'."

Blood-colored energy veins spread out from Wu Xiu's chest, blending with the vitality of the talisman. This is the source of his vitality: "Its name is 'Tianxuan Zhiyi', its efficacy is unknown, and it was discovered by the Zhengyi Division deep in the ruins of the ancient Dao Sect in Tianyuan Mountain."

——The Mysterious Heaven is the most real breath from heaven and the original energy of the spirit and body.

The so-called Tianxuan is the essence of human body and life, and the heroism of spirit and soul.

As the saying goes, the spirit guards without division, which is the Quanzhen, also known as the Supreme Truth. Holding the Supreme Truth, the spirit guards the breath of heaven, and the qi of the heavenly mystic returns to its original source, rotating endlessly. This state is the Heavenly Mystic Ultimate Unity.

Therefore, the 'Tianxuan Zhiyi Shen Shouzhen Talisman', which can also be called the 'Quanzhen Benming Yangxing Talisman', is a talisman of the true way that originates from the fundamental way of life and nature.

The sword spirit immediately interpreted the essence of the true talisman for An Jing, but he was also confused: "This jade talisman is obviously cast as a set. It must be one of the formation bases of a Tiangang or even Chunyang formation. How could it be discovered separately?"

"Unless... it had already been pulled out before it was excavated!"

"This is the mystery of the ancient times." An Jing listened to the sword spirit's words in his heart, replied in his heart, and also listened to the martial arts cultivator's statement: "I don't know where the Guiyi Army got this news from. General Dong thought that Luofu could not be allowed to succeed, so he designed to steal it."

"Originally, there were twelve suspects who broke away from all directions, ranging from the Purple Mansion to the Foundation Building and Qi Refining. But for some reason, the Zhengyi Division and the Tianjian Bureau kept a close eye on an ordinary person like me... Even if I sneaked into the black market, I couldn't get rid of it."

At this moment, Wu Xiu's vitality was rapidly withering, and his flesh and blood were shrinking, but his spirit was becoming more and more excited: "Maybe there is a traitor in the army, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"Because I'm going to give it to you."

"Don't take no for an answer."

Shaking his head slightly, Wu Xiu stopped An Jing who seemed to want to say something: "Just now, when I risked my life, I used my original essence to activate the True Talisman. I found that this True Talisman can not only provide great vitality, but also wash away all evil spirits and poisons. The soul poison of Fengdu Wei should have no solution, but it was easily removed by it."

“Even the poison and devilish energy that were deposited in my body… were all swept away!”

He said almost fanatically: "You are a wilderness person, you must understand the significance of this!"

"Even if activating the original essence will consume my lifespan, it's totally worth it!"

——But I am not a wilderness person.

An Jing was speechless, but after listening to Wu Xiu's words, he understood.

When he was practicing in the quiet room before, he had learned about the troubles of the demonic energy from the sword spirit, and this real talisman could actually remove the demonic energy and poison? Incredible, even if it was conditional and required the consumption of life, this effect could be called a magical item in this Tianyuan end times!

If they knew this, there would probably be more than just Fengdu Guards and Zifu Zhenren fighting for the talisman.

"Stop it."

Finally, An Jing sighed and said to Wu Xiu seriously, "What I wanted to ask just now... is your name."

"You are going to die. After all, we fought side by side. I want to know your name."

The young man said seriously: "Also, how do you plan to deal with the body?"

"...Bo Yan. Kitaoka Bo Yan."

The martial artist named Boyan stared at An Jing, as if trying to read something from this young face, but in the end, he smiled carefreely: "Just throw my body into any pile of corpses and crush it. My vitality has been sucked away by the True Talisman, and I will soon decay into dry bones and be inconspicuous."

"In the final analysis, it was me who caused the Xuanming Black Market to be almost wiped out... I deserve it. You can also make others think that I escaped and hide your identity..."

"Let's go!"

He tore the blood vessels with force and stuffed the jade talisman into An Jing's hand. Bo Yan's vitality quickly faded: "With such a loud noise, even if the other Fengdu guards think they can't lose, they will come to check the situation!"

His voice suddenly weakened, and he only murmured at the end: "Let's go... I won't fail if I leave it to you..."

"The Beiqiu army... has fulfilled its mission..."

Wu Xiu lowered his head.

An Jing slowly stood up and tightly grasped the talisman in his hand.

All of Boyan's original essence was absorbed by it, and strands of blood and energy merged into it, but disappeared without a trace, making it still look sacred and mysterious, with great Dao talismans contained within it, rising and falling unsteadily, and not at all like something that would absorb human blood and energy.

(End of this chapter)