Chapter 598 Traces from the Blue Star
Snap——
The blue-gray stone tablet completely shattered, and two balls of light broke free from their restraints and floated in the void, circling and dancing around each other. Colorful light continued to fall, dotted like a vortex of stars in the sky.
Bai Donglin reached out and took out a piece of blue-gray stone. He squeezed it hard but failed to leave any mark on it.
"The material of this stone tablet is very special. Even if it is close at hand, it can block the induction between the battle tablets. It is really amazing. The Bronze Immortal Palace is really full of treasures."
With a light step, white ripples spread out, collecting the fragments of the stone tablet and the black rocks within a hundred feet radius into the light world.
Although we are wealthy now, we still cannot lose the good habit of frugality. Moreover, when it comes to supreme things like the eleventh and twelfth realms, we definitely can't go far away.
Buzz!
Bai Donglin's ink marks aroused the dissatisfaction of the war monument, and it shook more and more violently. If it were not for the black stone tablet beside it, it would probably have turned the sea of gods upside down.
"Why are you in such a hurry? It took so long to fuse the fifth battle monument, and I don't know when the sixth one will be available. Is it just a short while?"
As he spoke, his mind opened and the war monument shot out like a wild horse.
The moment the war monument appeared, the ball of light paused slightly, broke away from the divine stone that was entangled with it, and shot towards the war monument at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
clang!!
The two collided, making a crisp sound. The rich divine light outside the light ball dissipated and disappeared, revealing the pointed monument inside. Its color was transparent, as if it was carved from crystal.
Buzz——
Just like dry wood meeting raging fire, or sweet dew meeting a long drought, the war monument was now in such an anxious state, buzzing and trembling, bursting out with five colors of divine light: gold, blue, white, green, and dark yellow. The crystal pointed-cornered monument also responded immediately, rippling out transparent waves like water waves.
There was a sign of softening where the two touched each other, and they gradually began to merge. As expected by Bai Donglin, this process was extremely slow, and it would be impossible for them to completely merge into one without tens of thousands of years.
The nature of the war monument is too high. It is no longer the ancient artifact and carrier of heritage as Bai Donglin originally believed, but a personal belonging of the big boss "War".
Therefore, even if they share the same origin, it is not easy to integrate again.
"Just follow me out and use time to speed up!"
After Bai Donglin finished speaking, he raised his hand to take back the war monument, but the void suddenly trembled violently.
"This is……"
Swish, swish, swish! One after another, colorless and invisible transparent threads shot out from the crystal battle monument, spreading in all directions at an extremely terrifying speed. Bai Donglin, who did not sense the danger, did not dodge, but let the dense threads pass through his body. The existence of these threads was extremely strange and did not cause any harm to him.
The sudden change surprised Bai Donglin. This had never happened before with the pointed-cornered monuments that had been fused before.
Putting aside the thought of retrieving the war monument for the time being, under the observation of the will, countless silk threads continued to extend and became thicker and thicker, like a dragon with bared fangs and claws.
"What do you want to do?"
Bai Donglin frowned slightly. The speed of the silk thread was so terrifying that it escaped the coverage of his will in an instant and went deep into millions of light years away.
"Could it be..."
His mind suddenly moved, and he thought of a possibility, but then the thought disappeared on its own, and he jumped out to the outside at a speed faster than a silk thread.
“It is indeed so!”
One after another, extremely thick silk threads spanned the boundless distance and extended to the area where the saint's coffin was located. Without stopping, each silk thread wrapped around the coffin and bound it tightly.
Bang! A huge pulling force came from the source of the silk thread, stretching billions of transparent silk threads straight.
Click, click, click——
There was a rough sound in the void, and the extremely heavy coffin carrying the saint's corpse was pulled, weighing billions.
There was a flash of surprise in Bai Donglin's eyes. He had tried it before, but he couldn't move the coffin even with all his strength. It was obvious that the mass of the corpse inside was completely outside.
In his opinion, the crystal pointed monument could not have such terrifying power. The reason why it could move the coffin was probably because it was the war monument of the War Clan.
"Huh? Is this the so-called inheritance in the Bronze Immortal Palace?"
Under Bai Donglin's perception, as the coffins moved, the ubiquitous fairy light seemed to be attracted, gathered and condensed, forming a vortex above each coffin, enveloping it.
There was a faint divine light on the coffin, and mysterious characters appeared on the surface of the coffin. The vortex of fairy light seemed to be a photocopier, and began to engrave the characters without any error. Gradually, the vortex became thinner and thinner, and the fairy light condensed into countless characters.
"These inheritances should all come from the corpses of saints, there are hundreds of millions of them..."
Bai Donglin's expression became solemn. Not only were the number of these inheritances terrifying, their quality was also extremely high. They were all martial arts manuals from the eleventh realm!
Bai Donglin, who was extremely thirsty for knowledge, didn't care whether these inheritances were useful to him or not. Even if they could only give him a little inspiration, it would be great. Without any hesitation, he used his will and divine consciousness to cover the characters condensed by the fairy light.
"Ten Thousand Demons Devouring the Body Art", "Pure Yang Combat Body", "Three Marrow Jade Body", "Exquisite Immortal Scripture", "Seven Limits of Devouring Heaven and Earth", "Innate Holy Body Demon Embryo", "Immortal Heart Sutra"...
“How could it be!?”
Bai Donglin was stunned and surprised, and his will and mind read another batch of inheritance.
"Nine-transformation Divine Infant", "Heavenly Hegemon Blood Battle Body", "Six Yin and Nine Yang Rotation Technique", "Immortality and Indestructibility Ultimate Intention and Freedom", "Zhou Tian Xing Chen Jue"...
"These inheritances all have the shadow of the inheritance in the Jidao Saint Sect Monument Realm. It's not just that the names are the same, but they are of the same origin!"
He had already used his authority to pack up all the inheritances in the monument world, and integrated them into his own way. Naturally, he could see the details of these inheritances at a glance.
"Well, it's not quite right, but it's not right to say it's exactly the same."
Countless characters flashed across Bai Donglin's eyes like a stream. His mind worked, and he saw the differences between the two inheritances.
The inheritance recorded in the monument is more like a castrated one. Even if one practices to the peak, one can only enter the tenth realm, and there is no subsequent method to break through to the eleventh realm.
The inheritance recorded on these coffins is countless times more profound, and the intention is so lofty that it is impossible to practice to the twelfth level, but the eleventh level is no problem at all.
Of course, the prerequisite is that there is no obstacle like the Mother River. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the skills are, they will be nothing but illusions.
"Although the inheritance in the Monument Realm is a censored version, it is easier to understand and practice. It is also easier to practice. For the sentient beings in this world, it is more suitable than the original version."
Bai Donglin nodded in understanding. The importance of martial arts inheritance actually becomes weaker as time goes on. The billions of inheritances before him are a good proof of this.
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There are no two leaves in the world that are alike, and neither are there any alike in so many traditions. Each has its own characteristics, which shows that these saints have walked out of their own paths.
Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die.
The role of inheritance is mainly in the early stages. In the end you still have to rely on yourself. Of course, these inheritances are not useless. If you use them for reference, you can avoid many detours and save a lot of effort.
Moreover, among the countless practitioners, only a handful can actually reach that stage. For the vast majority of practitioners, these inheritances are enough to benefit them for a lifetime.
"In addition to being the fundamental inheritance of skills, the countless magical powers, immortal arts and forbidden techniques in it are even more useful."
Bai Donglin's will and divine consciousness swept across, and one exquisite inheritance after another came into his mind. Possessing the almighty "Eight Inheritances", he did not have much desire for these magical powers and forbidden techniques, and he mainly used them to enrich his knowledge base.
Ding ding!
The roar that resounded through the heavens and earth, spanning the boundless distance, interrupted Bai Donglin's thoughts.
He glanced at the inheritance spread throughout the void, raised his hand and waved it, using the battle monument as a coordinate, crossing the dimension and instantly returning to the dim space.
The silk thread retracted by the crystal pointed monument became thinner and thinner, and the coffin that was bound also became extremely small.
The coffins, like points of light, collided with the pointed monument, making a roar and blending into it.
"No wonder the severed finger allowed me to take it. It had anticipated this long ago. The appearance of the war monument would take away the crystal pointed monument. At the same time, these saints' coffins would also be taken away. Naturally, the immortal light that filled the bronze immortal palace would have no meaning to exist."
“I wonder to what extent the war monument will transform after devouring the corpses of billions of saints. With the addition of the piece in the Demon King’s Palace, there is only one piece left to complete the eight war monuments. By then, the war monument will probably be no worse than the pitch-black stone monument, right?”
There was a hint of anticipation in Bai Donglin's eyes. Although deep down in his heart he felt a little regretful that he could not devour the corpses of these saints, the fact that the battle monument belonged to him was also a disguised way of enhancing his strength.
"It seems that I don't need to take any action in this fusion."
As the coffin continued to be integrated, it was visible to the naked eye that the integration speed of the war monument was increasing rapidly.
Bai Donglin's eyes shifted slightly and looked at the lonely ball of light floating obediently beside him. He reached into it and took out the magic stone.
Still the same, an ordinary pebble.
Its color is dark blue, and there is a vague word engraved on it - Yi!
Black·blue, red·dark, silver·time, indigo·barbarian.
"With the addition of the 'Jin Tai' in the hands of the evil god, all the five-colored divine stones have appeared in the world, and breaking the wall is not far away!"
Bai Donglin closed his eyes slightly to cover up the flickering divine light. His mind was working, and he didn't know what he was thinking about, and his figure froze.
"Cang, Ming, Shi, Yi, Tai!? Could this be..."
The super-thinking quantum cloud is too powerful. All the information absorbed will be divided, summarized and deduced. These five seemingly unrelated words, after countless combinations, triggered a passage of text deep in Bai Donglin's memory.
'The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing. Below it is the rivers and mountains, and above it is the sun and stars.
In human terms, it is called Haoran, which is so full that it fills the sky. The imperial road should be clear and peaceful, and the court should be harmonious and bright.
When times are tough, one's loyalty is revealed, and each one is recorded in ink and stone. In the records of the Grand Historian of Qi, in the writings of Dong Hu of Jin.
……'
"Song of Righteousness!? The Five-Colored Divine Stone is actually related to the Blue Star?!"
Bai Donglin tightened his palm, making "Qing Yi" creak.
(End of this chapter)