Chapter Seventeen Secrets

  On the stone wall, the inscribed talismans were quite complicated, with both Taoist true words and Buddhist Sanskrit. Mu Yuan looked at them for a while and felt dizzy, as if the characters in front of him were flying out like countless small insects buzzing around, making a loud noise that was deafening. Not to mention the dazzling array of colors, it also disturbed his senses, so he hastily calmed his mind and withdrew his gaze.

  "It's so powerful, unfortunately I haven't cultivated the yin-yang dual spirit yet, and opened up the vast divine consciousness. If it were otherwise, I could have forcibly memorized all these talismans and incantations, and then carefully pondered them later. Now, however, I can only do my best, and being able to remember some is already something! Mu Yuan's eyes burst forth with purple light as he activated the Heavenly Water Technique, opening up his Profound Water True Pupil, drawing in the countless talismans and incantations before him into his brain's divine consciousness!"

  "Hmm, this Buddhist mantra is quite simple." A segment of golden light flashed into his mind, immediately shining brightly, like nine tiny stars rapidly rotating. Mu Yuan's heart moved, his palm opened, and the light instantly condensed onto his palm, transforming into six small orbs that collided, rubbed against each other, and rolled around restlessly.

  At this time, there were already quite a few people who had flashed past beside them. Seeing the three of them stopping, it was indeed strange, but they didn't pay much attention and continued to rush in like lightning. And among the crowd on the path, there were also cultivators who looked at the talismans on the stone wall with furrowed brows, apparently also unable to understand them.

  After finishing the incantation, Mu Yuan saw Chu Yunfei and Mo Xue also looking confused, and immediately laughed and said, "Let's go down too!"

  Two men promised, three people went down in a line, stepped over the path, and suddenly the scenery opened up in front of them. It was a vast expanse of endless desert stretching out before their eyes. In the distance, they saw dozens of dragon tombs that looked like golden pagodas, extremely large in size, covering several acres of land each, scattered and majestic in appearance.

  These dragon tombs, all piled up with countless granite stones, reveal a blood-red color, faintly revealing a desolate and sorrowful atmosphere. Countless blood-red talismans are also carved on the tomb, mysterious and unpredictable, making people dare not approach!

  Most people have found a tomb, are using force to blast, intending to open and enter, but these tombs are extremely solid, the fierce air waves explode on the rocks, like ripples spreading out, rumbling, shaking, and resonating!

  "What should we do?" Chu Yunfeng rubbed his head and asked aloud.

  Mu Yuan also scratched his head, "These dragon tombs are so solid, how can they be blasted open? Last time I really don't know what kind of luck you had, to actually blast out a piece of dragon horn!"

  "Never mind, let's go and take a look first!" Mo Xue's skirt flew up as she rode the wind upwards. Chu Yun Fei and Mu Yuan hastily followed her, soon arriving in front of a grave.

  This is a gray dragon tomb, with huge granite stones piled up to three or four zhang high, looking like a small hill, giving people a sense of grandeur. In front of the tomb, there are three monks wielding their swords, emitting aura and displaying five colors, it's really beautiful!

  Among the three, there was a gentle and elegant female cultivator who had just been chatting with Mu Yuan outside. After some conversation, Mu Yuan learned that her name was Ling Qiao'er, a disciple of San Shi Zhang, a loose cultivator, and also a third-layer Qi Refiner. At this moment, she held a long sword in her hand, its blade shining brightly with countless symbols flashing on it, releasing a powerful force as the true energy was stimulated, striking the tomb with a deafening crash, like thunder and lightning, dazzling and stunning!

  As Mu Yuan approached, Ling Qiaoer smiled and greeted him. Mu Yuan also smiled slightly, looking up and down at the tomb in front of him, where messy and disorderly talismans were scattered about like stars in the sky, too numerous to count, giving him another headache.

  With a glance, Mu Yuan suddenly discovered a familiar mantra, his heart moved, and he was shocked to find that it was actually the Buddhist Sanskrit scripture he had just seen. Mu Yuan didn't know its name, but he felt its effect was extraordinary. After some thought, he found it could calm his mind and drive away evil spirits, which also made Mu Yuan's heart move!

  Seeing such a familiar seal script, and seeing others' repeated attacks being ineffective, Mu Yuan thought to himself that he didn't have the powerful strength to blast open the Dragon's Tomb either. Not to mention anything else, but Ling Qiao'er's long sword with its cold light was already beyond his match!

  He stretched out his hand and condensed a brilliant orb of light, which instantly materialized into six glowing runes. Mu Yuan pressed one hand down on them!

  As soon as the Sanskrit characters on the tomb of Pang Da Long came into contact with the light, they merged like water, indistinguishable from each other. Mu Yuan felt his true energy gathering in his body, surging into his palm, and the six groups of mantra characters shone brighter. The massive, immovable grave before him seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing these shining yuan forces!

  In an instant, the blood patterns on the dragon's tomb twisted and turned, like snakes writhing in agony. The patterns changed and flowed like a babbling brook, leaving Mo Xue and Chu Yunfei shocked. Ling Qiao'er and the other two cultivators who were attacking the tomb also stopped their assault simultaneously, their faces filled with astonishment as they stared at the sudden change before them!

  Apart from Ling Qiao'er, who was on Mu Yuan's side and saw his movements, the other two cultivators did not know what Mu Yuan had done. They thought that their own attacks had finally taken effect and were overjoyed. After a slight pause, they even more vigorously mobilized their true energy and released an even stronger power!

  Muyuan suddenly felt a flower in front of his eyes, the surrounding space scene changed dramatically, rapidly alternating, clouds and fog suddenly appeared, wind rose, thunder rumbled, lightning flashed, the right hand controlling the Sanskrit mantra felt empty, his body involuntarily leaned forward, and the dragon tomb in front of him emitted an extremely powerful suction force, causing Muyuan to crash into it directly!

  An indestructible granite tomb, like a water curtain, did not block Mu Yuan at all. The true energy of longevity in his body burst out in an instant, and the small green dragon in his dantian let out a long roar, shaking his whole body.

  Mu Yuan saw everything around him changing rapidly, like a galloping horse looking at flowers. Everything seemed to be accelerated by thousands of times in the long river of time. Mountains rose, oceans changed into mulberry fields, human affairs changed, and the world's situation flashed before Mu Yuan's eyes one after another.

  The flowing light around him gathered and dispersed, like a river. Mu Yuan felt as if he was standing in the midst of a long river or a great ocean, with the changing scenery around him being the surging water that constantly washed over him. He seemed to be standing on the clouds, looking down at everything with an indifferent attitude, transcending it all.

  "Observing from outside is ultimately not as good as personal experience. Looking at the vast ocean and the changing landscape doesn't stir up any emotions, nor does it evoke joy or anger. It's as if I've departed from human nature and gone against heaven's will!" Mu Yuan muttered to himself, concentrating his mind and gathering his thoughts. The surrounding illusory realm suddenly dispersed like wind and clouds, revealing a vast and dark enormous tomb!

  In the tomb, a huge dragon body curled up, as long as 100 feet, its whole body was covered with scales as big as a fist, but it had already become dull and lifeless. The dragon's head was still raised high, its eyes were tightly closed, its whiskers moved without wind, fluttering like flying, a row of sharp thorns grew on the dragon's tail, sprawling on the ground, looking at it with horror!

  "It's indeed the ancient divine dragon, powerful and majestic. I heard that Nezha Da Sheng killed dozens of giant dragons here, it has been thousands of years, but their corpses have not rotted, still lifelike, only without vitality. If we can refine such a large dragon corpse into our body, what a vast amount of yuanqi it would be!" Mu Yuanshen's divine sense slightly probed and detected the enormous essence energy contained within the divine dragon's body, which had not dissipated for thousands of years, still lingering inside, almost giving rise to spiritual awareness!

  Between heaven and earth, all things with form have a Dao nature. Even grass, wood, mountains, and stones, after years of absorbing the essence of heaven and the spirit of the sun and moon, will give birth to spiritual consciousness. How much more so for the pure spiritual energy within the body of a divine dragon! When the divine dragon is alive, these spirits are controlled by it, following the traces of the Great Dao in their operation. When the divine dragon dies, the spirits do not disperse but continue to operate according to their natural ability. After a long time, they will respond to the Dao and give birth to spiritual consciousness, which is not unusual!

  "It's just as well, if I had another hundred years of time, I might have gained spiritual awareness and become a living being. But now it's too late for me!" Mu Yuan was overjoyed in his heart, the true energy inside him surged out, condensed into a swirling vortex, and between his hands, a rolling whirlpool suddenly appeared, sucking in the void, stirring up the dragon's body. Mu Yuan stepped forward, his hands grasped together, ready to press down!

  "Young man, are you coveting my essence?" An aged voice suddenly boomed out, rumbling like thunder and echoing within the tomb, causing Mu Yuan to be startled, his grip on the energy relaxing, hastily dispersing the vortex, looking around in all directions, but nothing was found.

  "No need to look for me anymore, I'm just a lingering wisp of consciousness, quietly waiting for several thousand years, it's just a struggle to survive, wanting to leave something behind, my heart is not reconciled!"

  Mu Yuan's mind had just stabilized a bit, and if this dragon corpse really still had a breath of life left, he was afraid that with a flip of the hand, he would be able to beat himself into smithereens. But now, hearing the other party say so, it seemed that he could still get some benefits, and he immediately smiled, "So, senior is still here, forgive me!"

  The dragon's spiritual awareness did not bother to reason with Mu Yuan, and instead seemed to have fallen into a distant memory. "In those years, Nezha was still young when he killed the third prince of my dragon clan, flaying his skin, extracting his tendons, and destroying his bones. The Heavenly Emperor feared his master's power and did not dare to intervene, but instead conferred upon him the title of Great God of the Three Altars Sea Assembly. How could my dragon clan tolerate this? We suppressed our anger for a hundred years, only to erupt into another great war. Unexpectedly, Nezha also invited the True Lord Yang Jian of Guanjiangkou, Wei Hu, the elder brother of Jinzha and Muzha, Lei Zhenzi, and the Great God Hua Guang of Samadhi, who set up the Seven Orbs Human Array to ambush us, resulting in our complete annihilation. I have been harboring a grudge all these years, waiting for someone to come, but unfortunately, those seven people were all earth-shaking great gods, and they even set up a seal on my brothers' graves, preventing ordinary people from approaching. You are the first one!"

  Mu Yuan's heart was shocked and shaken, unable to be described, thinking that he had fallen into such a huge vortex. Yang Jia, Nezha, Hua Guang, Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Wei Hu, Lei Zhenzi... these were all legendary gods with unparalleled magical powers. If he really gained something here, he feared it would be impossible to swallow and walk away. Once these great gods found out, they would just need to move their fingers or think a thought, and he would definitely die a death that couldn't be any more dead!