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Chapter 27 Twelve Runes

"Tianfutai, why does he want to go to Tianfutai?"

"Could it be that after Xiao Luo's Heavenly Sword Formation, he still wanted to copy these twelve heavenly talismans?"

"Xiao Luo's Heavenly Sword Formation tests one's martial arts talent. The twelve stone tablets on this Tianfu Platform are all the means of a spiritual master. Both the soul and the drawing of talismans require extreme talent before they can be copied, and both are indispensable. For thousands of years,

, even during the day trip, no one can copy even one of the talismans——"

"I once heard from my master that I wanted to copy the heavenly talisman left by my ancestor. It would only be possible if the soul was extremely pure and the calligraphy was at least as strong as the divine power. And how could a spiritual master before traveling in Japan be able to do it?

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"Three hundred and forty-three breaths to break the formation. This man's swordsmanship is really terrifying. I don't believe that his talismans are also so stunning!"

Watching Zong Shou climb up the stairs step by step and step onto the stone platform on the left, there was another burst of discussion among the crowd.

The eyes looking at this young man were extremely complicated for a moment. But no one dared to say that he was overestimating his own abilities before the result was clear.

Yin Yang Chuxue also looked at each other in confusion. Zong Shou was able to break through the Xiao Luo Tian Sword Formation, which made them surprised and ecstatic.

But before the two of them could recover from the joy, their eldest son climbed onto the Tianfu Platform again.

They had already seen Zong Shou's swordsmanship three months ago, and they felt somewhat confident.

But I really don't know what the level of this Talisman Tao is. Although he studied in Linhai Academy for three full years, in the end, Zong Shou was equivalent to being kicked out of the academy.

Su Chuxue suddenly felt a slight movement in her heart, remembering the materials that Zong Shou had purchased from time to time during the past three months, all of which were needed by the spiritual master.

And in the battle with Zong Yu, the wind wall formation on the cloud riding car suddenly broke. Previously, she had always thought that it was because she was not good at practicing the 瓓法, which caused the failure of the 瓓 formation. Now that she thinks about it carefully, that may not be the case.

It is not the handiwork of my young master.

It's just that the twelve stone tablets on this Heavenly Talisman Platform are, after all, the twelve real 'Heavenly Talismans' written by the Patriarch Lingyun before he became immortal!

Even though her young master had broken through the unbreakable 'Xiao Luo Tian Sword Formation', she still had no confidence in Zong Shou.

While the people in the audience were having mixed thoughts, Zong Shou had already stood in front of the first stone tablet.

The monument is three feet high, and has not been modified except for the front being flattened. The whole body looks like stone, but in fact it is made of raw gold mined from the Huangling Realm.

Legend has it that in this world, wherever there is evil spirit gold, there will be evil spirits causing trouble. It is also one of the best materials for spiritual masters to write talismans.

——The whole body is pure gold. Otherwise, it is not enough to carry this talisman and be passed down for hundreds of millions of years.

And the first rune among these twelve stone tablets is 'Qian'!

In fact, every stroke, every stroke is like a silver hook and a dragon tail, like a flying cloud and a frightening dragon. It is also like a luan flying back and forth and a phoenix dancing, and an angry cat picking out stones. It is powerful, heavy, majestic, and light at the same time.

Regardless of the structure and strokes, the word "gan" cannot be seen, but Zong Shou knew in his mind that this was a real "gan".

In other words, the thing in front of me, which in ordinary people's eyes looks like a ghost drawing, should be the original appearance of this word.

At some point, Lin Fei also arrived behind him. His eyes flickered as he looked at Zong Shou: "The rules here are the same as those on the Mingjian Stage. No soul power or telekinesis can be used, and no spiritual treasures can be borrowed.

Please help at your own risk. In ten thousand years, there were a total of 46,044 people who copied the Twelve Heavenly Talismans, and nearly half of them died due to the backlash from the Heavenly Talisman! Don’t be careless——"

The old man's expression was also extremely complex. Just from the words that the frail young man said just now, we can already know that this child has completely given up and is here to serve as his disciple.

Breaking the Xiao Luo Tian Sword Formation was just a counterattack against Lingyun Sect.

Looking sideways at Liang Miaozi over there, Lin Fei secretly shook his head, wondering if the indulgence of the Master of Jiying Palace over the years was a little too much? But now, no matter how much he blames himself, it will not help.

A shocking talent, but turned away. After today, the Lingyun Sect is destined to be laughed at.

If it were this child, after breaking through Xiao Luotian's sword formation, he could then copy these twelve talismans.

I am afraid that there will inevitably be another turmoil in Danling Mountain. Everyone here, including the leader, will not be able to escape the blame.

I can't help but have some thoughts that I shouldn't have in my heart. I just hope that the heavenly talisman painted by the ancestor is just like the rumors. Under the returning sun, no one can draw it. It would be better if the child in front of me passed away like this. It's just that

This thought made Lin Fei feel extremely ashamed.

Zong Shou ignored Lin Fei's words. When he stood in front of the stone tablet, his mind became clear and all the chaotic thoughts were peeled away.

The heavenly talisman communicates with the gods and is hand-painted by the master. Any unwanted thoughts that appear are tantamount to seeking death and are also a humiliation to the owner of the stone tablet.

He bit open the index finger of his right hand and pointed it at the beginning of the character 'gan'. Zong Shou heard a loud bang next to his ear.

A wave of strong thoughts rushed into his mind. It was left by the person who drew the talisman, and it has not faded even through thousands of years of history.

Resonating with his soul, he brought his consciousness into a vast world. It was an endless sky where you could roam freely. There was water, wind, fire, thunder, dust and sand in it.

There are also various kinds of creatures floating in the air.

Zong Shou's eyes flashed slightly. In his previous life, he also spent a year and 365 days copying these twelve heavenly talismans, a total of 3,227 times.

It's just that he has never experienced this kind of experience. In just a moment, his understanding of the character "gan" has reached an extreme level.

His index finger moved to the right, following the movement of the notches. Then he felt countless spiritual energy vortexes being generated around him. A series of strange forces, either pulling or repelling, tried to make his finger deviate to the side.

Smiling slightly, Zong Shou didn't show any signs of panic. He either let nature take its course, forced his way through, or used his strength to walk. On the stone tablet, a curved, earthworm-like, ugly blood mark was drawn. But from beginning to end,

Those carvings have not been displaced.

Each stroke was done with great care and no hesitation. It was not until the very bottom, the last stroke, that the path was blocked by an inexplicable and powerful force.

At this time, everyone in the audience held their breaths. They knew that this copying had reached the most critical moment. The success of this stroke would lead to life, and the failure would lead to death.

Lin Fei also kept his eyes fixed and did not dare to stray for a moment. To successfully copy the heavenly talisman, one must understand the true meaning of the talisman.

All the words in the world can express the Tao of the world. And all the talismans are the unity of Tao.

It can really be said that it is so slight that there is no danger of death!

Can this young man named Zong Shou, the eldest son of Qian Tianshan, do it?

The next moment, a smile appeared on Zong Shou's face.

It was a smile full of joy after hearing the truth, without any impurities. And at this moment, Lin Fei's pupils shrank into needle shapes.

"The stem is the sky, and the sky is pure! The supreme soaring of Zhengyang is the sky!"

A diagonal stroke, this stroke is still crooked, but invincible, completely breaking through the unknown resistance.

When the blood talisman is completed, a stream of fresh air will flow from heaven to earth. The spiritual energy of this place will also increase a hundred times in an instant.

At the same time, there was a hissing sound under the Tianfu platform, which was the sound of gasping for air.

Zong Shou felt that his body seemed to have lost weight. There was also a warm current flowing into his body, but it did not rush to his Dantian, but entered into his soul sea.

Still in no mood to pay attention, Zong Shou's eyes turned directly to the other side, the second stone tablet - the "Kun" celestial talisman.

"Kun is the earth! The earth is turbid, and the bottomless knot of Zhengyin is the earth!"

ps: Comrades, please help me give some recommendation votes. It’s just a simple click, but it will help a lot in opening up wasteland. Today I checked the new book list and found out that there are a lot of great masters. It’s really a tragedy. The competition is fierce. ah.


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