"What's that thing?"
Sun Qian stared at the bizarre runes on the talisman before him, puzzled. He had drawn the symbol with his eyes closed, relying on his intuition and feelings. It was unlikely that he could create an aesthetically pleasing drawing under such circumstances.
This thing doesn't look like a genuine talisman either, and I suppose it's not very useful.
However, when Chen Mo heard this, he chuckled and said, "Why not give it a try?"
Sun Qian nodded slightly, he also wanted to see how useful this randomly drawn talisman was; spiritual energy gathered on the talisman, and then a hot sensation came from his palm. He was startled and then frightenedly threw it out.
Huff...
Rolling inferno swept across all directions, spewing fierce flames amidst the ruins, as if to devour all the creatures around; Sun Qian was startled and turned to look at Chen Mo with a bewildered expression.
Chen Mo smiled faintly and said, "To make a talisman, one must first understand its purpose and effects, and then manifest it using one's spiritual energy; all the talismans you've made have been taught by Master Sheng. But have you ever tried creating a talisman on your own?"
Sun Qian shook his head, "Master Sheng said that talisman masters have limited talismans, mostly of a supportive nature. It's very difficult to create new talismans. Over a century ago, the talisman mastery was supreme, but many of the talismans created by the then-crowned talisman master were not passed down. Now, as a modern talisman master, we can only build upon existing foundations and have not yet seen someone create an attacking talisman..."
"You can't create it because you haven't or dare not experience others' attacks. Only by experiencing them can you have a direct feeling and create better works, imagination... Just like the fire symbol you just drew."
Sun Qian stared at the now dispersed flames, feeling a surge of joy in his heart, "Chen brother, I was just doodling earlier; I've already forgotten about the runes and such..."
"The runes are just illusions; you don't need to draw a fire symbol on the talisman like you did just now. Try to recall the flames from earlier and draw a fire character on the talisman."
With Chen Mo's hint, Sun Qian actually tried it and found to his surprise that it really worked.
At this moment, Sun Qian was completely excited, not bothering to treat his injuries and instead finding a corner to hide and draw talismans. Su Keke was helpless, but couldn't just ignore Sun Qian's injuries, so she followed him reluctantly to tend to his wounds.
Chen Mo turned to look at his side, where Lu Quanheng was now using a branch to clean away the moss on the walls. In just a short while, he had cleaned up most of it, and the text on the walls was gradually becoming visible.
"This, this is..."
Lu Quan Sheng looked at the wall full of text, and upon seeing the content of the first line, he was utterly shocked. It was a method for cultivating Qi and Blood.
"The method for cultivating Qi and Blood, hehe, I just said that Left Brother will definitely have great opportunities."
Chen Mo nodded slightly, admitting that he had benefited from left Quanheng's discovery as well.
However, Lu Quan Sheng turned to Chen Mo with a puzzled expression, "No, not that, Brother Chen. I know this is a method for cultivating Qi and Blood, but, but these texts on the wall seem to have been there for an incredibly long time... Could it be that someone tried to refine their body before?"
"The cultivation methods described on this wall, I believe the person who recorded them must have been of extraordinary strength. However, over hundreds or thousands of years in the history of the nine provinces, there has never been any mention of such a person."
Chen Mo had his hands behind his back, scanning the text on the wall indifferently, "Left Brother, do you know how many years it is in the history of the nine provinces this year?"
"Ten thousand, four hundred and twenty-one years."
Lu Quan Sheng answered without hesitation.
"Do you know how long the continent of Jiuzhou has existed?"
"This..."
Lu Quan Sheng lowered his head and pondered for a long time, but couldn't give an accurate answer, "It must be more than ten thousand years, maybe even tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand... The Jiuzhou calendar was set by the Tianshi Hall. It is said that it is also the time when the Tianshi Hall was founded..."
Chen Mo approached, gently caressing the text on the wall, "The three thousand ways have only emerged in the past three hundred years. But in the past ten thousand years, martial arts have always been respected. Why? Even something that can emerge in a few hundred years has taken a hundred thousand years for no one to touch it. Does that mean no one could achieve greatness outside of martial arts thousands of years ago?"
"Brother Chen's meaning is..."
Lu Quanheng's breathing suddenly became rapid. He looked up at the wall covered with texts from a thousand years ago, and the history from ten thousand years ago filled him with curiosity.
"The way beyond martial arts has been around since tens of thousands of years ago, even more glorious than today by hundreds of times. However, due to a great battle, they were all buried in the distant river of history and forgotten by people."
"The ones who survived, formed a force, known as the Tianshi Hall. Established in the Central Plain, it taught the people and thus, for ten thousand years, the Tianshi Hall became the myth of Jiuzhou. The martial arts they advocated had an impact on people for ten thousand years..."
The distant history seemed to emerge before Lu Quanheng's eyes at that moment, and his eyes shone with color. His lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Chen, is it true that you are saying?"
"I have no reason to deceive you."
Chen Mo smiled and shook his head, changing the topic again and said, "The things on this wall are priceless treasures. Let's record them first."
Lu Quanheng nodded slightly, flipping through the pages, but couldn't find anything to write on. His gaze shifted and suddenly saw Sun Qian holding a paper and pen. He took a step forward in an arrow-like motion and grabbed the paper and pen from him.
"Eh eh eh, I haven't finished drawing yet."
"You've already drawn several talismans, is that not enough?"
Chen Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes at Sun Qian, who then shrank back slightly and answered firmly, "A few how can be enough? If I encounter a strong enemy, just with a few fire symbols, it's like delivering myself to death."
You said that... quite stably.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely return it to you when Lu Brother records it."
Chen Mo waved his hand slightly and then looked at Lu Quanheng, "Left Brother, please make an extra copy for me."
At this moment, Lu Quan Sheng was fully focused on the texts on the wall, ignoring Chen Mo completely. The latter helplessly shook his head, preparing to find a place to rest when suddenly, his expression became serious.
Sun Qian was about to complain to Chen Mo when he saw the latter's changed expression. He also felt the same unease, as if there was an enemy nearby.
Just as he was thinking, the enemy detection symbol in Sun Qian's arms shot out abruptly, hanging in front of him, emitting brilliant red light.
"Blood poison, there are blood poisons lurking nearby."
Sun Qian shouted in alarm and turned to call out to Chen Mo.
"Ha ha, I didn't expect that you guys know about blood poisons and have a way to detect our existence. This talisman master is no ordinary man."
"Not only is he extraordinary, but take a look at his enemy detection talisman. Perhaps it was created using some sort of technique... I heard that ten of our disciples in the Han Sea Empire died unnecessarily, perhaps it was them."
