[Catalogue - Intermediate Level]
Chapter Two: The Golden Entangling Talisman
[Using spirit as ink, pen as medium, and earth as a medium. When a cultivator steps into the talisman, they are trapped; those of the same or lower cultivation level cannot break through.]
The book means that the symbol was drawn on the ground.
Those of equal or lower cultivation levels cannot break through her defenses.
It's like a talisman that imprisons someone.
Jia Xitong couldn't help but rub her hands together when she saw the new contents of the register.
"What are you doing?"
Shang Yanting had been standing behind her for quite a while.
He couldn't see the registers, but he could see Jia Xitong staring at an empty space, then starting to rub his hands together.
Jia Xitong was startled by his sudden outburst, and then excitedly said to him, "Dear host, I've obtained another talisman. I'll let you try it out once I've mastered it."
That excited little expression on his face made it seem like he'd received something wonderful.
In their yard
Shang Yanting sat there like a fool, watching Jia Xitong in the middle keep trying things out. Looking at the busy raccoons in the courtyard, he suddenly remembered the few people who had spoken rudely during the day.
Close your eyes
Magic flows in the palm of your hand.
Several miles apart, the two men suddenly sat up and moved stiffly like marionettes.
They picked up the knife.
They stepped out of the room.
They placed their long knives against each other's necks, and then slashed them forcefully...
"Dear host, I'm all done!"
Jia Xitong woke Shang Yanting up and stood to the side, looking at him expectantly.
Having just killed two people, Shang Yanting looked gently at the raccoon in front of him, letting her pull him to the edge of the talisman.
"Dear host, please step inside."
Urged on by Jia Xitong, he stepped inside.
Getting in is easy, getting out is hard.
The moment Shang Yanting entered, his body suddenly felt heavy, as if an invisible force was controlling him, making him unable to move.
"How about it?"
Jia Xitong looked at Shang Yanting, who was going in for the experiment, and asked him earnestly about his experience.
"...Not good."
Shang Yanting said sincerely, "Standing inside is very uncomfortable. Even if you wanted to break the talisman by force, it would take some effort. What new ability did you gain?"
"Uh-huh."
Jia Xitong wrote down his feelings.
Shang Yanting is now a Martial Spirit expert, a whole realm higher than her.
"Try again and see how much force you need to break free."
They really are using him as a guinea pig.
Just as Shang Yanting was about to perform the test as she suggested, a ghostly, swift figure darted into their courtyard.
The obvious murderous aura and inexplicable sense of oppression frightened the three magical beasts kneeling in a row in the courtyard, absorbing the essence of the moonlight.
Terrified screams were heard.
The humanoid figure stood firm; it was Uncle Karl.
At this moment, he was completely unlike the cold-on-the-outside-but-warm-on-the-inside, taciturn and gentle person he was during the day. His eyes were like sharp swords piercing towards Shang Yanting, who was standing in the talisman.
What did you do?
Shang Yanting looked at Karl, and the atmosphere instantly froze.
Just then, a brightly colored neon light was placed between them.
Jia Xitong flapped her little wings and flew into the air to look Uncle Karl in the eye.
"Good morning, Uncle Karl. We've developed a new talisman and are testing its power. Would you like to watch together?"
"What?"
He looked at Shang Yanting, who was standing still, and noticed the array he was standing on. "Were you studying this just now?"
"Yes."
Jia Xitong nodded, then boasted, "It's well drawn, isn't it?"
Uncle Karl's expression softened slightly upon hearing this.
He had just sensed a trace of magic inside the house.
Even though the magic dissipated extremely quickly, it could not escape his perception. He pursued the magic at incredible speed, finally locking onto Yan Qing.
However, he was busy making and drawing talismans at the time and had no time to spare.
His eyes were sharp as he scanned the room. "Where's the other person?"
"You mean Niu Niu? He's inside."
Jia Xitong glanced at the still dark sky and said, "He's probably still asleep."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Karl released his divine sense, instantly covering the entire house. He clearly identified which room Niu Chuanchuan lived in, and then made a claw shape with his left hand towards that room.
Niu Chuanchuan, who was cultivating, was sucked out by an irresistible force.
The man, weighing nearly 200 pounds, was lifted up by Uncle Karl like a little chick, with his legs crossed.
He looked at Uncle Karl with fear and confusion, then at the raccoon that resembled a neon light, and finally looked to Shang Yanting for help.
What were you doing just now?
Uncle Carl asked.
"Practicing martial arts."
Niu Chuanchuan answered.
Isn't that the uncle next door riding the multi-legged beast?
Why does this uncle give off the feeling of a hermit master?
What is this uncle trying to do?
Did Xitong and he become enemies?
Uncle Karl suddenly made a hand seal with his right hand, and the powerful spiritual energy at his fingertips made Niu Chuanchuan's breath catch in his throat. Fortunately, he wasn't trying to kill him. After a warm current flowed through his body, Uncle Karl withdrew his fingers.
"You are of the Kui Niu bloodline."
He was stating a fact.
These words made Niu Chuanchuan, who had suffered nightmarish hardships because of his bloodline, even more nervous. He glanced at Shang Yanting not far away and replied after a long while, "...Yes."
“Because of the bloodline of the Kui Niu, Niu Niu was terribly harmed by the Ancient Immortal.”
Seeing this, Jia Xitong added from the side, "Uncle Carl, is there something you want to ask him? Be gentle."
After saying that, she comforted Niu Chuanchuan, "Niu Niu, don't be nervous. Uncle Karl is a really good person. He even helped us with our connections when you were being harmed."
The tense atmosphere was broken by Jia Xitong's two casual remarks.
Niu Chuanchuan was taken aback when he heard this, and then honestly thanked the other party.
Uncle Carl looked at the adorable neon-lit raccoon, his expression still the same, but with much less of the oppressive aura.
He finally revealed his purpose for coming.
“I sensed the presence of demonic cultivators in your room.”
When he said that, Shang Yanting's pupils contracted, but he remained calm and continued to listen to him.
People only know the Kui Niu as an ancient mythical beast, but they don't know that it is also called an ancient magical beast.
It possesses both the power of blessing and the ability to perform magical feats.
You possess the bloodline of the Kui Ox, though diluted, you are still easily influenced.
At this point, Uncle Karl had already placed his suspicions on Shang Niu Chuanchuan. "You have good talent, and you also have the blessing of bloodline. If you stay true to yourself and cultivate diligently, you will surely achieve great things. Do not let temporary hardships lead you astray and cause you to fall into the demonic path."
Out of consideration for Niu Chuanchuan's tragic fate and Xi Tong's situation, he offered a few words of advice.
Good advice should be given in advance, and warnings should naturally follow.
"Right now you are just troubled by worries, you must straighten your heart. If you ever truly fall into demonic possession, you shall surely be killed!"
The last four words made Niu Chuanchuan's body tremble.
He didn't know why he was being threatened, but he knew the man's last four words weren't a joke.
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