Chapter 250 Earth-level Talisman!
"Let's not talk about this for now."
"What on earth did you discover?"
Zeng Anmin stared at Wuxin.
Wuxin took a deep look at the pavilion.
"Just now, I used my soul to cover the entire Ningguo Mansion."
"Nothing was found."
"Just when I thought I would not gain anything, I discovered this place..."
He looked up at the pavilion.
There was a look of determination in his eyes:
"Fortunately, I learned the formation from my master in the sect."
"The roof of this pavilion... is a teleportation array!"
"This formation is extremely secretive. If it weren't for my Daoist sect's unparalleled divine awareness, I'm afraid no one would be able to discover it!"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Zeng Anmin's pupils suddenly contracted.
Damn it!
Why didn’t I think of this!
There was indeed nothing suspicious in the Ningguo Mansion.
But he passed the stuff on?
He suddenly looked up at the roof of the pavilion!
Lingbo Pavilion.
Zeng Anmin looked at this place deeply:
"Duke Ning's Mansion..."
The Ningguo Mansion has a very long history.
Zeng Anmin's historical knowledge is poor.
But we also know that the first Duke of Ningguo was because his ancestors followed Renzong to start his career.
Later, he fought for the Great Sage Dynasty in the north and south, and laid the foundation for the Ningguo Mansion.
After that, several generations of dukes were extremely outstanding.
By the time of Li Jian's generation, he had broken through to the third level of martial arts at the age of 47 and became the strongest general of the Great Sage Dynasty.
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath:
"How do I activate this formation?"
When was this pavilion built?
How many generations of Dukes have there been?
Also, who helped build the Ningguo Mansion?
Zeng Anmin kept these questions in his heart and did not speak out.
It's not that he doesn't want to investigate.
But since Wuxin Taoist was standing beside him, he couldn't say it directly.
"I have to take another look."
Wu Xin looked up carefully and deeply at the formation on the pavilion, with a hint of murmur in his voice:
"Ever since our Dao sect split into two sects, the elders of the Sword Sect have gradually put aside their practice of formations and focused on studying the Dao of the Sword."
"But I have been well-versed in ancient and modern times since I was young, and I do have some research on battle formations."
He muttered to himself for a while.
Then he suddenly stretched out his hand.
The hands made several gestures in the air at an extremely fast speed.
"rise!"
“Chiu!!”
A three-foot-long green sword suddenly popped out from the scabbard behind him.
An extremely gorgeous long sword appeared in the air.
The long sword was three feet, three inches and three-tenths of a foot.
The hilt of the sword is emerald green and the blade is blue, like an icy soul.
Wuxin closed his eyes at this time.
The voice slowly rang in Zeng Anmin's ears:
“If there is no Dao, still think of the Heavenly Lord.”
"disease!"
The next moment.
Then the long sword suddenly flew up and headed towards the top of the pavilion.
“Swish!!”
The tip of the sword was inserted straight into the center of the top of the pavilion.
"Spiritual power crossing!"
Wuxin let out a long shout.
A colorful light suddenly burst out from his body.
“Chiu!”
The colorful light moved towards the sword at an extremely fast speed.
“Buzz!!”
There seemed to be a low humming sound from the long sword.
“Buzz!!!”
Colorful spiritual power continuously infused into the mysterious patterns on the pavilion.
Zeng Anmin watched it very seriously.
Then Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes and shouted at him:
"If not now, when?!"
Zeng Anmin understood instantly, and with a light tap of his toes, he floated directly towards the pavilion.
“Chiu!!!”
Zeng Anmin just walked in.
Then I heard the sound of the formation operating.
The next moment.
Zeng Anmin and Wu Xin suddenly disappeared from the spot.
"Brother Quan Fu?"
"Brother Wuxin?"
"Huh?"
"I was just here..."
Bai Ziqing's figure was walking towards this side from a distance.
He blinked.
Looking at the empty pavilion.
There was a hint of doubt on his face.
"Where are we going?"
…………
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.
He looked around vigilantly.
Just after he and Wuxin triggered the teleportation array in the pavilion, he felt warmth all over his body and a purple light appeared before his eyes.
Then it appeared here.
The surrounding environment is a little dim.
Zeng Anmin poured the aura of martial arts into his eyes, and the surroundings instantly became as bright as day.
With just a quick glance, one could see that the surrounding area was similar to a secret room, with several extremely large rooms.
His nose twitched slightly.
Then his eyes narrowed.
"Isolated from the air..."
Can't breathe.
He did a rough calculation.
With his current sixth-grade martial arts realm and the strength of a fifth-grade warrior, he can hold his breath for half an hour in this secret room.
“So boring!”
Wuxin's voice came.
At this time, he followed behind Zeng Anmin with a frown on his face.
There was a colorful light flashing in his eyes.
Obviously, he was also using some middle way method.
Otherwise, in such a dim environment, a normal person would not be able to see his hand in front of his face.
"Don't talk. The air is cut off here and it's difficult for ordinary people to breathe."
Zeng Anmin glanced at him.
"Where is this..."
Wuxin looked around and spiritual energy slowly began to surround his body.
Obviously, he was using his spiritual power to circulate in his body.
"I finally understand why the Ningguo Mansion couldn't find the secret room."
Zeng Anmin observed the surrounding environment and muttered to himself:
"First, dig a secret room like this deep underground."
“Then the traffic will be completely blocked.”
"Later, use the teleportation array to be transferred here."
“…”
Zeng Anmin's eyes sparkled with brilliance:
"The most dangerous place is the safest place."
“A cunning rabbit has three burrows; the ancients were not deceiving me.”
"This is still the Ningguo Mansion, but it should be at least ten feet underground."
"Otherwise there wouldn't be a trace of air."
"If that's the case..."
Zeng Anmin squinted his eyes and murmured:
"Ningguo Duke Li Jian, a third-rank warrior, should be able to survive without breathing air."
While talking.
Wu Xin was suddenly shocked at this moment, pointing to a circle of extremely complex patterns on the ground and said:
"Teleportation array!"
"If my guess is correct, it should be the same as the one in the pavilion outside."
Zeng Anmin glanced over indifferently.
Just nodded.
"I have a special treasure from the Xuanzhen Division to protect me. I can hold my breath for half an hour. Hurry up."
Zeng Anmin walked forward, leaving only his back to Wuxin Taoist.
"The treasure of Xuanzhensi."
Wuxin watched Zeng Anmin walking freely in the underground palace, and a hint of realization flashed in his eyes.
Zeng Anmin walked in front, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning everything around him inch by inch.
He moved forward bit by bit.
Finally, he stopped in front of a secret room.
He gently pushed the door open and glanced at everything in the room.
A futon.
A screen.
A very simple small bed.
There is a box in the middle.
The box is not small.
The moment Zeng Anmin saw the box, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Without hesitation, he walked towards the box.
Open the box.
Inside the box, there were piles of secret letters.
Seeing this, Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and reached out to pick up a letter.
As he slowly unfolded the secret letter, what came into view was...
A blank sheet of paper?
wrong.
Zeng Anmin put down the secret letter and opened the others.
There is still no writing.
Zeng Anmin frowned deeply.
This secret letter must have been sent using a special method.
Zeng Anmin himself only knew three of them.
First, write on paper with rice water. After it dries, there will be no trace. The recipient can then apply iodine to make the trace appear.
Second, when writing with lemon juice, there will be no trace after it dries, but the writing will appear after heating.
Third, write with vinegar, and the method of showing it is the same as above.
Zeng Anmin looked at the box and had an idea.
He put all the boxes into his battle preparation space.
Then he slowly raised his head.
I just happened to see Wuxin following from behind.
"How is it? Any clues?"
Wuxin asked calmly after seeing Zeng Anmin.
Zeng Anmin just shook his head lightly.
Then he walked towards the next secret room.
"Wait for me."
He had no intention of following Zeng Anmin and walking ahead.
The two came to the next secret room.
After opening the door.
Zeng Anmin has not responded yet.
Wuxin was shocked when he saw the scene in the house.
“Fu Zong?!!”
There was a hint of fear in his voice.
"how?"
Zeng Anmin frowned as he looked at the scene in the secret room in front of him.
First, a table.
The table was covered with dust.
On the table were seven talismans of different colors.
There are yellow, white, and purple colors... The writing on each talisman is also different.
Zeng Anmin couldn't understand it anyway.
It's like ghost paintings.
Wuxin did not answer Zeng Anmin, but walked forward with a serious expression.
When he came to the table, closer to the seven talismans.
His expression was extremely solemn.
"I can actually find traces of the Fu Sect here."
He murmured.
His eyes became sharp, and he took out a small cloth bag from his arms very seriously.
Then he put all seven talismans into the cloth bag one by one.
But he was stopped by a hand.
"what you do?"
Zeng Anmin frowned and looked at Wuxin.
Wu Xin looked at Zeng Anmin's unfriendly eyes and explained patiently:
"I have found traces of the Fu Sect here. After I return to my master's sect, I will be able to hand these talismans over to him."
"Maybe we can find the people from the Fu Sect by following these talismans."
"Does it have anything to do with me?"
Zeng Anmin stared at him coldly:
"Put down all these talismans."
"I will hand it over to the court."
"These are all evidence from the Ningguo Mansion."
Wuxin was stunned.
"You said you wouldn't interfere with my official duties."
Zeng Anmin's voice remained cold.
Wuxin pursed his lips.
Then draw a white one.
"I want one."
"Not even one."
Zeng Anmin shook his head:
"Give it all to me."
There was a look of dejection on Wuxin's face.
He stood up helplessly and handed the seven talismans to Zeng Anmin.
"snort."
Zeng Anmin took the talisman, snorted coldly, and with a thought, he placed all seven talismans in the battle preparation space.
Afterwards, he took Wuxin to investigate again.
Nothing else was found.
Then he returned to the teleportation array.
Wuxin continued to hold the sword to trigger the formation.
“Chiu!!”
As the light flickers.
The two of them returned to the pavilion in the Ningguo Mansion.
“Huh~”
Zeng Anmin felt the fresh air coming.
He took a deep breath.
This time, the teleportation array was activated.
First, I got seven talismans.
This can be seen from the talisman and the evil zombie of the Taoist Fu Sect that Li Jian summoned in Taiji Palace during his lifetime.
Li Jian has a close connection with the Taoist Fu Sect.
"Taoism, Fu Sect."
Zeng Anmin walked forward with his hands behind his back.
He murmured these words.
"Brother Quan Fu?"
When Bai Ziqing saw Zeng Anmin, a look of deep doubt appeared on his face:
"Where did you go?"
"Brother Bai." Wu Xin followed behind Zeng Anmin with a strong smile on his face:
"Autumn rain does not understand the winter chill, and summer insects do not understand the ice on the eaves."
"Long time no see."
"Uh." Bai Ziqing looked at him puzzledly.
"Zeng Anmin and I just..." Wu Xin was about to speak.
"I just circled the south twice."
Zeng Anmin looked at Bai Ziqing solemnly.
"Oh?" Bai Ziqing heard this and looked at Zeng Anmin and asked, "Did you gain anything?"
"No."
Zeng Anmin waved his hand:
"Let the brothers search harder and see if they can find any useful information."
"Um."
"I have to go to Xuanzhensi first." Zeng Anmin waved to Bai Ziqing.
Then he walked forward.
"Slow down."
Bai Ziqing waved his hand.
Then he turned to Wuxin and said, "Brother Wuxin, remember to come to the Imperial City Division to see me more often."
Taoist Wuxin also said to Bai Ziqing solemnly:
"Yes."
…
Out of the gate of Ningguo Mansion.
Taoist Wuxin looked at Zeng Anmin strangely and asked:
"Why didn't you tell the truth just now?"
Zeng Anmin glanced at him:
"This is a matter of urgency. I need to get the information before making any judgment."
"Oh~"
Wuxin nodded suddenly.
"You go back to Shangshudi first. I'll go to Xuanzhensi."
Zeng Anmin glanced at Wuxin and said:
"Just wait until I get back."
"Ah? Can't I go to Xuanzhensi with you?"
Wuxin looked at Zeng Anmin with doubt.
"You just left your body, and the pair of playful eyes looking at you were none other than Master Xu Tianshi from the Xuanzhen Division."
Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows: "If you are not afraid that he will punish you for provoking me, then I don't mind."
"Well."
Wuxin's face froze slightly.
Then a dry laugh emerged:
"Then I'll go back first. Remember to go home early."
Tsk…
…………
"Can you tell what this thing is?"
Xuanzhensi Tianshi Mansion.
Zeng Anmin touched Xu Mingxin's wife as usual.
Then he handed over the seven talismans of different colors in his hand.
"Talisman!"
After seeing the talisman handed over by Zeng Anmin, Xu Mingxin observed it quietly for a while.
Then he suddenly looked up at Zeng Anmin:
"There's actually an Earth-level talisman!!"
Prefecture level?
Zeng Anmin's eyes turned puzzled: "This thing has different levels?"
"Um."
Xu Mingxin took a deep breath:
"The Taoist Talisman Sect specializes in making various talismans."
"And talismans are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow."
"Heaven-level talismans are very difficult to assemble. At least one must be a cultivator at the Dao He realm to successfully assemble them."
"Where did you get it?"
He looked at Zeng Anmin with burning eyes.
"Then don't worry about it."
Zeng Anmin glanced at his wife coldly.
"Well."
Seeing Zeng Anmin's actions, Xu Mingxin smiled awkwardly and then stopped asking questions.
"Just tell me what these talismans do and how to use them."
As he spoke, Zeng Anmin pulled out one of the purple cards, looked at Xu Mingxin and asked:
"For example, the Earth-level talisman you just mentioned."
"What does it do?"
"That would be of great use!" Xu Mingxin looked at the purple talisman in Zeng Anmin's hand with envy.
(End of this chapter)
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