45 Fourteen Characters
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This little evil spirit is a sixth-grade spiritual artifact, Jiang He must serve it with all his might, lest this little evil spirit fails to perform at critical moments. Jiang He rummaged through the storage bag and finally found dozens of various pills. These pills were thrown into the storage bag like trash by Jiang He, now they have come in handy.
"Little devil, why don't you make your image look better?" Jiang He looked at the little devil for a long time, and the little devil's expression was gentle, and it didn't seem so scary anymore.
"Does it look good? Can you eat it?" The little devil asked. Jiang He was taken aback, this one seemed to be a hungry ghost.
"And by the way, I have a name, you can call me Sen Luo or Lan Sen, either is fine." The little devil said.
"Who gave you your name?" Jiang asked curiously.
"Senluo is the name I had since birth, Lansen is the name given by my previous master." The little evil spirit said.
"Where were you born?" Jiang He asked.
Upon hearing Jiang He's question, the little demon pointed to the ground and said: "There. A very, very faraway place."
"Underground?" Jiang was startled, could it be that there were also cultivators living underground? He asked a few more questions, but the little evil spirit couldn't remember clearly, and whenever he thought about things related to underground, he would get a severe headache.
"Alright then, little devil, I'll give you a name too - Little Forest," said Jiang He.
"Alright, you're the boss, whatever you say goes," said Little Forest.
Drive Xiao Sen back to the San Di Sen Luo Pu team, Jiang He began to cultivate. During the "Breaking Cage" cultivation, the law power must be constantly transformed into sharp thorns, impacting the Dan Tian wall. Every impact would cause a faint silver light to appear on the Dan Tian wall, repelling the law power. This "Breaking Cage" required continuous accumulation of power to break through the world's barrier and enter the foundation-building period!
Daybreak. Jiang He got up and put away the three-layered San Di Sheng Luo Pu team in his storage bag. After drawing a few more talismans, disciples from Yi Di Shan came to take Jiang He to the Cang Ku.
The Tianfeng Sect's repository was enormous. As soon as Jiang He entered the repository, he felt as if he had arrived in another world. The rows of bookshelves stretched endlessly into the distance, packed with all sorts of ancient texts, and it was impossible to know how many there were.
"Hiss!" Jiang He let out a cold breath. With so many books, it's not just three days, even if it were three years, don't even think about browsing through the catalog once. If you want to find something here, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Thinking of this, Jiang He immediately looked for the administrator of the warehouse. Not far from the gate of the warehouse, there was a small desk with a thick stack of jade books on it, and an old man was sleeping on the desk.
Jiang He clearly remembered that when he first came in, he didn't notice the old man and the table at all. It wasn't until he thought of him that he noticed his existence. Jiang He's heart moved, knowing that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person. He immediately walked towards the old man.
"If you want something, go find it yourself. Don't disturb me, an old man, from my rest." The old man's weak and listless voice sounded as if he was about to lose his breath at any moment.
"Excuse me, senior. I'm looking for some materials, but there are so many books here that I can't seem to find what I need. Could you please help guide me?"
The old man sighed, lifting his head from the table. This was a truly decrepit old man, with deep wrinkles all over his face, sparse hair, and turbid eyes that seemed to lack any vitality. He was completely different from the wise and intelligent person Jiang had imagined.
"This is a talisman, you stick it on your chest and you'll find what you're looking for." The old man didn't wait for Jiang He to speak up, he handed over a yellowed talisman. This talisman seemed to have gone through countless ages, looking as if it would turn into dust at any moment.
Jiang took the talisman paper, and the old man waved his hand at him, saying: "Just put the talisman paper on this table after you've finished reading it, don't disturb me." After that, the old man lay down on the table again.
As soon as he got the talisman, Jiang He immediately felt a faint aura emanating from it. He took a closer look and found that there were two scribbled characters on the talisman.
These are two very familiar characters, but he just can't remember what they are. It's like when a person stares at a character for a long time and suddenly doesn't recognize it anymore, Jiang He also has this feeling.
What is this character? Jiang He put the paper in his hand, carefully feeling it, and the two characters kept popping up in his mind, what is this character?
These are not words, they're talismans! Suddenly, a spark of insight flashed through Jiang He's mind and he finally understood why these two characters were so familiar. They were clearly two talismans, but they looked more like two scribbled words. Moreover, the paper was obviously a sheet of the cheapest waste paper, where could talismans be written? So it had been deceiving him for a while.
And these two symbols, judging from the marks, were drawn casually, could it be him? Jiang He looked at the old man resting on the desk and couldn't help but feel a sense of profundity.
Stick that talisman on your chest. Jiang He immediately felt an indescribable clarity, as if his consciousness was connected to this enormous treasure trove.
What to look for? Just find the symbol text. Jiang He thought, just as his thoughts had just fallen, he felt a weak wave of connection in the depths of this warehouse, connected to the chest symbol paper above him. Jiang He's heart moved, and immediately flew towards the depths of the warehouse.
As soon as Jiang He's figure disappeared, the old man who was leaning on the table suddenly looked up, looking puzzled in the direction where Jiang He had disappeared, and muttered to himself: "Actually going so deep into this place, what this disciple is looking for is not ordinary. Alas, never mind, why should I care about such things!"
The old man sighed and lay down again.
After flying for a moment, Jiang He finally arrived in front of a bookshelf. According to the sensation of the talisman on his chest, he pulled out a yellowed and tattered volume from among the many bookshelves. It was called a tattered volume because the torn marks were very obvious, it was a few pages torn from a book, with no front or back parts.
Jiang He took the damaged scroll in his hand and found that this damaged scroll did not have a cover, but was written with a word from page 10, drawing a symbol.
The word is a powerful word, and the symbol resembles mountains and rivers, with a thick atmosphere spreading across. Is this the symbol of power? Jiang He was overjoyed in his heart, carefully memorizing the symbol and repeatedly copying it.
After the power symbol, Jiang He turned out another page, but it was a "Jin" symbol.
Jiang He also recorded this character, and afterwards, they were "Mìng" "Lín" "Shēn" "Xīng" "Wēn" "Qīng" "Rú" "Chuān" "Xī" "Dèng" "Liú" "Xī".
There are a total of fourteen talismans, and Jiang He carefully memorized them. Each of these talismans is connected to a straight line in the void, and if he can familiarize himself with these talismans and use them reasonably, Jiang He will be able to draw talismans that surpass the power of seventh-grade spirit talismans. Such a vast treasure trove has only fourteen talismans recorded, which shows just how precious these talismans are.
"I don't know how long it's been, but if I count by the minute hand of a clock, it's almost two hours." Jiang He thought for a moment and didn't dare to delay, immediately heading to the next place.
