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Chapter 29: Talisman Shattered God Stele

"Xun is the wind! Wind is the movement of Qi. Cold and heat are opposite each other, and the two winds are mutually reinforcing each other. The wind is endless and penetrates everywhere!"

"The earthquake is thunder! The sound of thunder is loud, and the vibration of the sound is loud, so it can be heard hundreds of miles away. The east is wood, and the wood has yin and yang, and the knot is the earthquake!"

The index finger drew the last trace of blood neatly on the stone tablet. On the Tianfu platform, there was a sound that was loud and quiet. The melody was strange, which sometimes made people clear-headed, and sometimes shocked people into a trance.

Zong Shou sucked the wound on his finger, feeling somewhat helpless in his heart, waiting for the thunderous sounds beside him to dissipate.

Even if no spiritual thoughts are used, when these runes containing the natural path are drawn, they will naturally possess a certain degree of natural power.

The thunder character has been completed, and the next one is the 'luck' character.

Zong Shou couldn't help but frown slightly. Among the twelve heavenly talismans, the one he was least sure about was the last one.

Luck and fortune are the most elusive and unpredictable. From small things like ants and dust to big things like home, country and the world, everyone has their own 'luck'.

In his previous life, he was not able to truly grasp the true meaning of the Great Dao. The reason why he was able to successfully copy it was because of countless repeated practices. He used the stupidest method to master this talisman.

He still touched the talisman with his index finger. Everyone in the entire school held their breath for a while.

In just a moment, Zong Shou's soul began to resonate with this talisman. Then his consciousness was forcibly extracted again.

But this time, it was no longer a stone tablet that pulled him to observe the various natures and phenomena in the world, but a dream that was as real as reality. His consciousness was completely immersed in it.

I don't know how long it took, but when Zong Shou came to his senses again, two lines of tears actually fell from his eyes.

In a daze, Zong Shou seemed to have experienced the life of an old man. The rise and fall of his family and country, the ups and downs of his life in just a few decades.

"It turns out that the true meaning of the word 'luck' is so simple!"

Smiling dumbly, Zong Shou couldn't tell what kind of mood he was feeling at this moment. His hostility towards Lingyun Sect suddenly subsided a lot.

He didn't know what the Patriarch Lingyun's intention was in setting up the Xiaoluo Tianjian Formation and erecting these twelve Tianfu Divine Monuments.

But today, Zong Shou can be regarded as receiving some benefits from this ancient strongman.

There are eleven heavenly talismans and eleven illusions. Although he has long grasped the true meaning of the talismans, it is not without its benefits.

And this luck character, although what he understood at this time was only the most superficial meaning, it allowed him to truly step into the door of this most unpredictable avenue, which also contains supreme supernatural powers!

"Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and blessing lies where misfortune lies. Who knows its extreme? There is no righteousness in it. The righteousness becomes a miracle, and the good becomes a monster. People's confusion will last for a long time!"

"Knowing the male and guarding the female is the stream of the world; knowing the glory and guarding the disgrace is the valley of the world; knowing the white and guarding the black is the style of the world!"

"There is no path to misfortune or blessing, only people call it upon themselves; the rewards of good and evil follow them like a shadow!"

The way of heaven exists naturally, and the so-called luck is also within the way of heaven. However, it is often unpredictable due to changes in the natural and cosmic environment. People have been confused about the misfortunes and blessings of fate for a long time. The reason why misfortunes and blessings in fate depend on each other and change is

Just like human nature, good and evil, good and evil, are ever-changing.

Therefore, "The root of disaster lies in the evil body and evil thoughts; the root of blessing lies in solid moral cultivation and many good deeds."

——But the true meaning of the word "luck" is really that simple?

Zong Shou sneered, thinking that if I enter your door, I'm afraid I won't be able to truly master this method of fortune in my entire life.

If everyone in this world does good deeds, wouldn't it mean that there would be no disasters in this world?

But right now, there is no need to delve too deeply into it. He is a little spiritual master who has just calmed down, and it is difficult to even save his life, so why bother to explore the true meaning of the great road? He is not qualified to pursue it, so he can only follow the instructions of the Patriarch Lingyun.

That's what I mean.

The bloodstains continue to stretch along those carvings. The character 'luck' has been copied nearly a thousand times in the previous life, and the understanding of the true meaning of this talisman in this life makes every stroke of Zong Shou's strokes at this moment, strong and muscular, agile and elegant, completely natural.

, there is no longer the same ugly feeling as before.

And when the last stroke was completed, there was no change on the Tianfu platform. Only the stone tablet made of light cloud stone suddenly cracked and exploded into pieces!

The entire school grounds immediately fell into deathly silence again. Liang Miaozi's face was as gray as a sheet of paper, while Lin Fei's expression was extremely solemn.

The songs under the stone platform contain rhymes, but they are simply words in a daze, muttering to themselves in a very low voice.

"He actually drew it. It's obviously impossible. My father said that on a day trip, it is impossible to touch the way of fortune. Let alone a day trip, even if the 'true form' has been created, there is no such thing.

Wait for your ability. We are all ants under the great road, how can we touch the real secret of heaven? And this guy's character writing skills have just made progress again. I really envy the dead. Damn it, the word movement tablet is broken, I will do it in the future

Where should I go to learn this talisman? Could it be that I have to go to the other four cloud continents, or the Cloud Palace of Lingyun Sect——"

The young man next to him raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. A strange color flashed on his face, and he shook his head.

He still didn't quite understand the meaning behind the rhyme of the song, but he knew that the Crown Prince of Tianshan on the stage seemed to have really done something extraordinary.

Zong Shou maintained the gesture of making the last stroke for half a breath. At the moment when the stone talisman shattered, the same warm current entered his body from his fingertips and went straight into his soul.

However, the amount this time was nearly ten times greater than the inflow of the previous eleven talisman tablets.

Zong Shou finally sensed what these warm currents were.

"It's actually a rune, is it a heavenly talisman spirit seed? In this case, the coldness in those eighteen sword puppets should probably be as I expected—"

Zong Shou came to his senses after a slight shift in his mind. He looked at the rubble on the ground in front of him and the still silent audience. Immediately, he felt his mind relaxed and all the depression gone.

"Cool!"

Smiling softly, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of joy.

I have long wanted to severely suppress the arrogance of Lingyun Sect. Although I killed countless Lingyun disciples in the virtual realm in my previous life, I still couldn't hurt the foundation.

Unexpectedly, in this life, after being reincarnated ten thousand years ago, I was able to fulfill my long-cherished wish in my previous life.

"This is the Xiao Luo Tian Sword Formation that no one can break? The Twelve Heavenly Talisman that no one can copy? Could it be that the 30,000 disciples of Lingyun Sect are not as good as a useless person like me? Hey——"

With a sneer, Zong Shou's words stopped abruptly. Thinking of the gift from Patriarch Lingyun in his body, he still couldn't say the even worse words.

Next to him, Lin Fei's expression changed slightly. After a moment, he regained his composure: "The ancestor said in the past that these eighteen sword puppets and twelve heavenly talisman monuments. Anyone who can achieve one of them can be the direct descendant of the headmaster.

Those who can do both can enter the Patriarch Hall to practice for three years after ten years. I wonder what the prince wants?"

The gazes of those under the stage immediately turned to silence. They all had silent expressions, waiting for Zong Shou's decision.

I know that this thin young man can rise above everyone here with just one word today.

And the three words "Zushitang" are even more indescribably enviable.

In the distance, Liang Miaozi clenched his fists tightly, cracking his knuckles, and his expression was uncertain.

——In this world, there are actually martial arts and spiritual arts, and all of them are people with extremely talented people. But it’s just that this amazing talent appears in this person!

Zong Shou was also slightly shaken, and there was a feeling of hesitation in his mind that was disappointing.

Three years of training in the Lingyun Sect's Patriarch Hall? How could such a good thing happen?

The Lingyun Sect's Ancestral Hall is one of the top ten holy places in the Yun Realm. Although it is ranked at the bottom, it has gathered the essence of martial arts and soul path from all generations of Lingyun Sect's geniuses for thousands of years, and countless people flock to it.

Although the twelve heavenly talismans and the Xiaoluo Heavenly Sword Formation here are extraordinary, compared to the martial arts and spiritual methods in the Holy Land, they are the most basic methods.

Swallowing his saliva, Zong Shou was salivating. But at the moment, his sight touched Yin Yang and Chu Xue below, and he suddenly laughed secretly to himself.

"Ancestral Master Hall? I'm really excited. It's just that my Zongshou is really not that shameless. Since I have been scolded as a waste today, I may not necessarily join the Yunling Sect. Anyway, I have a body with two veins.

You also look down on me, right?"


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