Huangxiu

Chapter 654 Divine Inscription
He tried his best to suppress his curiosity and did not look at the four divine texts.

After taking a quick look around the pavilion, he stepped onto the stairs, walked up along the steps made of green bamboo, and arrived at the second floor.

The second floor was a closed room, empty, with only one piece of furniture, a square table in the middle of the room.

This bamboo table is carved with intricate patterns, and the rich green seems to be bursting out.

He had never seen such vibrant greenery before, a vitality beyond his imagination.

His eyes couldn't help but turn to the jade pendant on the table.

A jade pendant in the shape of a regular triangle, the length of his palm, with a strange pattern in the center.

Chu Zhiyuan knew it was a divine text at first glance.

When he saw this strange pattern, it seemed as if there was a group of handsome men standing in front of a huge white jade triangle.

The white jade triangle is flawless, crystal clear and warm, just like it was cut from a jade disk.

The triangular white jade body was a hundred meters tall, and these handsome men standing in front of the jade pendant suddenly looked insignificant.

They were lined up in an orderly manner, forming a regular triangle, which vaguely matched the triangular jade pendant, as if the white jade triangle had fallen down and overlapped exactly with the formation they were standing in.

They stood solemnly, muttering to each other, and strange voices rang in Chu Zhiyuan's mind.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately understood that these were the pronunciations of the divine text.

His eyes sparkled and he quickly regained consciousness.

He already knew vaguely that the divine text was not just words, but a collection of multiple types of information, with scenes and sounds.

If he had not experienced the bombardment of information explosion in his previous life, it would have been difficult for him to imagine and understand what the divine text was like.

He became even more curious and walked forward to the jade table, reaching for the triangular white jade pendant.

The tentacles are warm.

There was a flash before my eyes.

He was in a trance, in a warm place. The surroundings were both quiet and noisy, but all the movements were vague, as if he was at the bottom of a lake.

My heart is peaceful and calm, as if I am wrapped in security and there is no longer a trace of worry in the world.

Before he knew it, he realized where he was: he was in his mother's belly.

I am a fetus, growing and thriving, waiting to be born.

Unconsciously, scenes emerged in my mind and turned into strange patterns.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly saw a bright light before his eyes and heard a voice in his ears: "It is coming to the world!"

"It's coming!"

"Another little one!"

……

A noisy sound rang in his ears, and he suddenly realized that this was a divine text!
He woke up immediately, his eyes dazed and confused.

……

It took a while before he regained his focus and became fully awake.

He understood what was happening.

He transformed himself into a fetus and was able to inherit the divine text.

The sacred text can be passed down but cannot be passed on to others. It can be recorded in writing but cannot be passed on to others.

I can only understand it, not put it into words. I can’t put it into words no matter how hard I try.

Normal people cannot learn the divine text because it can only be passed on to the fetus.

"Buzz..." The triangular jade pendant in front of him suddenly vibrated, as if it was about to fly up.

Chu Zhiyuan's face changed slightly. He bit his index finger hard and quickly drew strange patterns on the jade pendant with his blood.

They are divine texts.

Each divine text is extremely complex, with layers of dense patterns condensed with blood.

Every time a divine text was written, it seemed to come alive, as if layers of petals were constantly opening, endlessly.

When he finished writing the nine divine texts, his face was pale and his blood was almost sucked dry.

All nine divine texts came alive, as if they had suddenly merged into one, forming a new divine text.

This is the infinite mystery of the divine text, which is completely different from normal text.

The new divine text suddenly lit up and then disappeared into the jade pendant.

The jade pendant suddenly lit up and turned into a ray of light that shot towards Chu Zhiyuan's brow.

A triangle appeared faintly between the eyebrows, and then gradually disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief. This might be the last divine inscription in the world. It would be a shame if it flew away.

This inherited divine inscription was condensed from the power of a master of the God Clan.

The sacred text is passed down through bloodline.

But the gods are about to leave, and the inheritance of the divine texts will be cut off.

The masters of the God Clan used a strange method to condense this inheritance divine inscription, the inheritance divine text, for those who are destined to receive it.

Now that this inherited divine inscription has been obtained by himself, the nine divine texts are similar to the method of sacrificial refining, making it become one with himself.

But it is useless to use the sacrificial method to refine the divine inscription. Only the nine divine inscriptions can be taken for one's own use.

As the divine inscription became one with himself, he vaguely felt a wonderful feeling.

He discovered that Shen Ming was in a state of extreme hunger and thirst.

Super sense of inner light.

The triangular jade pendant was still clearly visible between the eyebrows.

It is cool as water.

The cool feeling spread, as if the brain was immersed in a clear spring.

The brain remains clear and calm, and the thinking becomes clear and agile.

The super senses seemed to be increasing.

He felt that the triangular jade pendant was absorbing his spiritual power.

He can control the speed of absorption, making it fast or slow, but he cannot stop it from absorbing at all.

It seemed that without spiritual power, it would die of thirst and die completely.

Chu Zhiyuan thought about it and accelerated it to absorb.

……

In the blink of an eye, it had devoured more than half of the mental power.

This made Chu Zhiyuan stunned.

Because he practiced the Glazed Sword Sutra, the strength of his soul and his mental power were far greater than those of ordinary people.

Later, he slew the evil sect's demons, destroyed the evil sect's main altars, and absorbed souls to strengthen his sword spirit.

In short, his mental power is vast.

It actually swallowed half of it in one go, making Chu Zhiyuan even more curious about what it was going to do.

He concentrated his attention on sensing the triangular jade pendant.

The next moment, a triangular white jade door appeared three meters in front of him.

He did not rush in, but looked carefully at the triangular white jade door.

It is one person tall, with a smooth texture of white jade and a soft white light. Its material seems to be exactly the same as the divine inscription.

There was a circle of soft light outside the light gate, but it was colorful, like a rainbow surrounding the white jade gate.

He reached out and touched it. It was real and clear. This White Jade Gate was genuine.

This surprised him quite a bit, so with a thought, the white jade triangular door disappeared.

I went forward and touched it, but it was empty and there was nothing there, as if the white jade triangular door had really disappeared.

As he thought about it again, the white jade triangular door appeared again, and it still felt real to the touch.

He shook his head and sighed, it was really mysterious and something he couldn't understand at the moment.

Then let’s go in and take a look.

He found himself standing on a towering peak, snow-white and holy, similar to the Great Light Peak.

On the towering peak stands a white jade statue, which is a ten-meter-tall human-shaped statue.

The statue is of a thin and handsome middle-aged man standing quietly on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance.

He squatted slightly with his feet, made a hand seal with each palm, and looked straight into the distance, as if looking at the infinity.

Chu Zhiyuan's light was shining in all directions, but it could only cover the statue and a ten-meter radius around the top of the mountain. Other places were blocked by an invisible force.

He felt that the statue was strange, as if an invisible force was injected into it.

Then an inspiration suddenly came to me, and I posed in the same posture as the statue.

He formed seals with his hands and his lips uttered a strange syllable.

The next moment, violent force instantly poured over his head and landed directly on his feet, as if blowing his feet to pieces.

(End of this chapter)