Wet viviparity

Chapter 753 Golden Talisman, Old Barbarian

"Lost?"

Black Owl revealed a perfectly timed expression of doubt mixed with wariness, his neck twisting uneasily as he said, "I've come to find the owner of this place, to ask him to help us through this calamity. I promise to repay him in the future."

“You can find a rare treasure in the lake of relics, fulfilling your wish.”

Upon hearing this, Black Owl looked into the lake and found a broken axe at his feet.

Just as he was about to pick up the axe and throw it into the lake, he suddenly changed his actions, took out a scripture from his waist pouch, and threw it into the lake.

With a "plop," the scripture fell into the water, floated for a while, and then slowly sank.

A charred, dragon-like shadow on a rock in the center of the lake reached into the water and casually rummaged around for a while before retrieving a wet, slippery, and coldly shiny scripture made of some kind of monstrous demon leather.

"Did you drop this 'True Scripture of Muddy Waters'?"

"no!"

Black Owl shook his head, looking uninterested.

At the two eagles, Jin Ying turned his head and smiled, saying, "It is a very wondrous place to obtain treasures. The karmic connection to obtain the treasures here seems to contain some kind of philosophical thought. It seems that the mirage that transformed into this Dragon Treasury after death is also extraordinary."

Qingying ignored Jinying and looked in the other direction.

That old barbarian who used to be stationed outside, now he's here, I don't know when.

Seeing that Black Owl had entered safely, he stopped struggling outside and came to Lou Suo to catch his breath.

After all, it was a force to be reckoned with against the entire vast spiritual realm, and even a celestial being would find it difficult to hold out for long. This shows that the old barbarian's physical cultivation was truly remarkable, and he may have already reached the state of physical indestructibility in the Samadhi of the Physical Body.

The dragon's shadow writhed and stretched in the center of the lake, as if in distress. It then reached down with its claws, groped around, and took out a scripture without any words.

This book is neither silk nor paper, neither jade nor leather, and its cover is dark and blank, with only water ripples and cloud patterns subtly engraved.

Upon seeing the book, Black Owl instinctively reached out and took it from Dragon Shadow Claw.

The moment Black Owl got his hands on the book, he felt a cool, spiritual energy seep into his meridians from the pages. There was also a faint, almost imperceptible thought, like a soft thread entwining his fingers, quietly stirring his heartstrings, drawing his thoughts, and enticing him to open it.

"This book has no words; could it be a commentary on a celestial book?"

Jin Ying's expression turned serious.

The Heavenly Book was written by the Yellow Heaven. It originally contained only eight characters, and was said to contain the profound mysteries of the Dao. Later, it was continuously interpreted by the Yellow Heaven's immortals, which led to the creation of various books of interpretation of the Heavenly Book, and thus it was passed down as the supreme secret of demons.

Although there are many books interpreting these heavenly texts, only a few, such as those containing fox script, dragon script, and phoenix script, truly capture the essence of the heavenly texts. Among them, the wordless heavenly text is the most mysterious and unpredictable.

"It can't be a blank book."

"Golden Eagle murmured."

Ji Mingyin, in the form of a blue eagle, noticed the emotions in the avatar of the Pleiades Star Official. This was the first time he had ever seen a star official display such unusual emotions.

"Great Immortal, you should go and take a look at this scripture."

“No.” Golden Eagle looked up and saw Black Owl flipping through books by the lake. “Fate is determined by heaven. How can I take away what others love? You should know that every drink and every bite is preordained. However, your improvement is quite remarkable.”

"If I had that ability, why would I have spent so long practicing until I achieved perfection?"

As Qingying spoke, he secretly grumbled, "If I had the Book of No Words, I would have ridden on your head long ago and plucked your golden feathers to refine them into treasures. Why would I have to be so frustrated and rack my brains to win this bet?"

"That's it, that's it."

Black Owl, holding the blank book, shouted, "This is the book I lost."

"Very well, it's yours now."

While Jiao Ying was speaking, the old barbarian had already walked to the lakeside, leaned close to the wordless book and looked at it for a while, but he couldn't figure it out at all.

The old barbarian glanced at the broken axe at his feet, then a brilliant idea struck him. He slapped his forehead, grabbed the axe, and threw it into the lake, creating a huge splash.

The dragon's shadow emerged from the center of the lake, reached its claws into the water again, casually stirred it around, and pulled out a silver axe. It asked, "Uninvited old bearded guest, is this the silver axe you lost?"

"No, it's a piece of junk iron axe." The old barbarian said, grinning smugly at Black Owl, as if to show Black Owl his arrogance.

The dragon's shadow swam through the air, leaving a long, smoky trail, making it even more mysterious. It reached down again and pulled a golden axe from the lake, asking softly, "Old Beard, is this the golden axe you lost?"

"No, no." The old barbarian was confident that he had figured out the treasure-hunting pattern in this place, and said excitedly, "My axe is made of iron, not this golden axe."

Finally, Jiao Ying took out an old, rotten axe and asked the old barbarian, "Is this the axe you dropped?"

"Yes Yes!"

"Wonderful!
To remain unperturbed by turbid currents, unswayed by dazzling treasures, to never forget one's true nature, to hold fast to righteousness—this is the foundation of the Way, far superior to ten thousand volumes of empty words. Old Bearded Guest, your character is excellent; here are the other two axes for you!

Having said that, all three axes were placed in the old barbarian's arms.

The old barbarian, holding three axes, laughed at Black Owl: "Boy, see? You're still too young and shallow. You don't understand the mysteries of fate here. You must act from your heart and clear your mind."

With your dishonesty, how could you possibly obtain the treasure? That blank book is probably worthless anyway.

Black Owl suppressed his wicked amusement, forcing himself not to laugh out loud, and said with feigned embarrassment and annoyance, "But what use are these three axes to you? They're just three mundane things, aren't they?"

"Ha ha!"

The old barbarian threw the three axes on the ground, reached into a bulging animal skin pouch at his waist, and carefully took out a hexagonal talisman.

The moment this object was taken out of the bag, it immediately radiated light, turning the surrounding lake water a golden-red hue. It was a palm-sized, ancient-looking, gleaming gold talisman.

The old barbarian hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and threw him directly into the lake.

"That's the Yin Yang Golden Talisman!"

Black Owl said, his eyes wide.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

Old Man patted Black Owl's shoulder hard, looking like he was full of gambling spirit.

"This talisman is made of Taiyi refined gold, with the primordial spirit of a righteous tiger demon as its core. It contains the four Golden Fiend Forbidden Techniques of the True Spirit Sect. It is extremely difficult to refine. However, if it can be submerged in the lake and undergo one or even two refinements, our Jiang family can stop its decline within the mountain gate."

Aren't you afraid something might happen?

"Accident!"

The old barbarian crossed his arms, his gaze as deep as an ancient well. "I, the old barbarian, have traveled all over the country and have been to at least eighty or a hundred dangerous places. I also have some understanding of the Mirage Realm. Do you think I can't tell if there's a problem?"

Black Owl thought to himself, "Of course you can't see it. This place was set up by the true master over several months on a dragon's lair. It is a place for treasure hunting and seeking opportunities. How could it be seen through so easily?"

Moreover, there is a set of profound and mysterious principles within it, yet the logic of obtaining treasure is very simple, which can further confuse your mind and make you believe it to be true.

If you throw down a broken axe, you might be rewarded with a thousand golden or silver axes, no problem. But if you throw down this one, the outcome is unpredictable.

"Greed is insatiable."

"Golden Eagle said in a deep voice."

Qingying chimed in, "Yes, this Six Jia Talisman is one of the foundations of the True Spirit Sect. The Jiang family doesn't even have two left. It's a wonder this person dared to take it out and gamble on it. Logically speaking, with his cultivation and experience, he shouldn't have such a reckless act."

Though he said those words, Ji Ming was secretly overjoyed.

However, this ecstatic feeling only lasted for a short while before dissipating under the influence of the Dharma of the first stage of enlightenment (Sotapanna), and his heart returned to peace and tranquility.

"This has nothing to do with one's character and cultivation level. However, he thought his cultivation was extraordinary and that he could find treasures without fail. Therefore, he developed a habit of thinking that this would happen every time."

Furthermore, given his profound and shrewd nature as a seasoned cultivator, he was certain that even if he couldn't obtain the treasure, he could at least preserve the talisman.

Because the talisman had been absorbed into his dantian and nurtured, slowly refined and purified by his own six Jia Yang Qi, it had been breathing and growing together for over a hundred years. The deeper the refinement, the more skillfully he could wield it, the greater its power, and the more connected his mind and will, making it difficult to steal.

The old barbarian remotely sensed the talisman, his primordial spirit connected with the talisman's spirit, and would immediately withdraw it if there was any problem.

In the middle of the lake, the dragon's shadow quickly made a move.

(End of this chapter)