Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 1121: Divine Records

After leaving the market town, Mo Juren did not return to the cave directly. After all, the auction had just begun, and many shops would hold auctions of different scales in the future.

This was the case with Jiuxiao Pavilion. The list provided by Pavilion Master Feng clearly stated that there were several items that he needed, so he naturally had to get them.

Besides participating in the auction, there is also a transaction between the two parties. He has deposited a large number of fine treasures there, waiting to sell them at the auction tomorrow.

I will stay in Tianyuan City for the next few days and wait until the auction is over. It will not be too late to leave then.

As he thought so, he went straight back to the base of Team A7. The moment he entered the hall, he caused the faces of astonishment of several team members who had also returned.

It was not until he took off the five-colored mask and restored his original appearance that the others breathed a sigh of relief and then began to congratulate him.

This made Mo Juren feel a little embarrassed. After all, he had borrowed a lot of spirit stones from everyone before. It was impossible to say that there was no impact. Perhaps some of the things he originally wanted to buy would have to be put aside.

He didn't say any words of thanks, but kept the favor in his heart and planned to repay it when he had the chance in the future.

After exchanging pleasantries with a few people, he went straight into his room, opened the restriction, and then began to carefully count his gains at the auction.

I have to say that today's harvest was quite great, especially in terms of precious materials. I bought dozens of kinds, and many of them were relatively obscure and extremely difficult to find on the market.

Of course, there is also a certain element of luck involved. After all, most of the precious materials in this auction come from the secret realm of Wanhuoyuan. Only in such a place can you find some almost extinct ancient objects.

Just from this aspect, I have made a lot of money.

In addition to the materials, he also bought some special treasures, such as the five-color mask just now and the Nine Heavens Talisman before.

Let’s not talk about the former, the key is the latter. Is he still confused now?

Thinking of this, he immediately took out the talisman and said to Zi Dian:

"Didn't you mention earlier that there was something strange about this talisman? Now we can study it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple light flew out. It was Zi Dian.

However, the opponent at this time was not in the form of a dragon, but instead was a young man wearing a purple thunder robe with traces of electric light on the surface.

Without any hesitation, he took the blue jade token into his palm and began to study it carefully.

When he saw the other person's human form, Mo Juren was a little surprised. He thought he would be at least middle-aged, but he didn't expect him to be like this.

Of course, this is not its true form, nor is it a true human form. It is just an illusory body. The other party has returned to his ancestral form and turned into a dragon. His bloodline is extraordinary, and it is not so easy for him to transform.

He did not disturb the other party, but waited patiently. After more than half an hour, the other party finally withdrew his mind from the talisman, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Looking at you, do you have any clue?" Mo Juren's eyes lit up and he asked directly.

"That's right!" Zi Dian nodded vigorously, his expression suddenly became solemn. A purple light flashed, and his original body, Lei Jiao, also appeared.

The two merged into one again, and at the same time, an extremely painful sound suddenly came out of his mouth, and then a fist-sized purple blood bead with lightning on its surface flew out from his forehead.

Mo Juren could naturally see that this was clearly the other party's lifeblood, which contained a portion of the origin of thunder and lightning. The moment it left the body, it suddenly became so weak.

You should know that the other party's realm has already reached the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm. In theory, his life essence, blood, and lightning origin should be extremely abundant. But now he is so obviously weak. It can be seen that the purple blood bead contains a lot of origin.

He couldn't help but frown, wondering what secrets were contained in this 'Nine Heavens Talisman' that required the other party to pay such a huge price?

Soon, the purple blood bead sank directly into the talisman. At the same time, an ancient and obscure mysterious spell slowly sounded, echoing in the secret room.

Mo Juren was surprised again. Not only was the spell ancient, but it also clearly did not belong to humans. It should be the language of the demon race. Perhaps it was an inheritance obtained from the other party's bloodline after he reverted to his ancestral form?

Although the Jiaolong is not a real dragon, its bloodline is definitely ranked top among the entire demon race. I just don’t know what the source of its bloodline is?

The moment it merged into the purple blood bead, the Jiuxiao Talisman did not show any abnormality until a mysterious spell was sounded, and then bursts of purple lightning gradually burst out from its surface.

It was very faint at first, but as time passed, it became more and more dazzling, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

Seeing this scene, Mo Juren became more and more surprised.

This Nine Heavens Talisman is really not simple, but it also makes him even more confused.

Logically speaking, since this item came from the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Fires, it must have passed through the hands of Holy Emperor Tianyuan. Could it be that the other party had no idea about it?

After an unknown amount of time, the incantation suddenly stopped, and Zi Dian opened its mouth again and spurted out a ball of purple thundercloud with a diameter of about a foot, which directly wrapped the Jiuxiao Talisman in it.

Not long after, a shocking scene occurred. The Jiuxiao Talisman gradually decomposed and dispersed in the thundercloud until it completely disappeared, but a fist-sized transparent light ball was left in its place.

And inside the light ball, there was unexpectedly a miniature figure. It looked like an old man with silver hair, eyes closed, and some unknown seals made with his hands. He was sitting cross-legged in the light ball without moving.

At this moment, Mo Juren's shock had already reached its limit. Isn't it just a talisman? How could such a secret be hidden inside? It's too incredible!

"What is going on?" Seeing that Zi Dian had stopped moving, Mo Juren asked immediately.

"I'm not very clear about the specific situation. There is only one thing that is certain. The light ball is wrapped with a remnant soul. The reason why I felt something unusual in the auction hall before was because the other party did it on purpose." Zi Dian shook his head slightly, looking as if he also had a half-understood look.

"The remnant soul, did it on purpose?" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes slightly, and he immediately understood why the organizer of the auction, and even the Holy Emperor Tianyuan, could not detect anything unusual.

This remnant soul is not simple at first glance. Who knows, it might be some ancient big boss. It is not surprising that he has such means.

But the other party doesn't want others to notice it, but takes the initiative to attract Zi Dian's attention. What is his purpose?

He was not worried about anything. You know, he had 30% of Zi Dian's spiritual origin in his hands, so there was no possibility of betrayal.

As for this remnant soul, it naturally posed no threat to him. On the contrary, if it really had any intentions, he would be so happy that he would not have time to lose a drop of the Mysterious Soul Liquid.

Thinking of this, he looked at the remnant soul with a strange look. Perhaps sensing the danger, the silver-haired old man, who had kept his eyes closed, instinctively trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The moment his eyes met with Mo Juren's, the silver-haired old man's heart instinctively shuddered again. He actually had a strange feeling as if he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast?

"Is it an illusion?" The silver-haired old man thought with some disbelief. The kid outside was only in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation. How could he possibly pose a threat to someone like him?

Even if only a remnant soul is left, and it is extremely weak, life or death is not something the other party can control.

He put away his thoughts, then waved his arm lightly, and immediately all the light balls and purple thunderclouds that were originally wrapped outside were taken into his body.

"I am Jiuxiao, nice to meet you two young friends!" The old man didn't feel awkward at all, he just bowed and took the initiative to introduce himself. However, when he said this, Mo Juren's heart was suddenly shocked.

"You... Senior, are you the famous Jiuxiao Zhenren?"

"I'm not that famous, but I am indeed the True Man Jiuxiao. However, this is not the complete him, only a remnant of his soul." The old man couldn't help but sigh, as if he thought of some bad past.

"So it really is you, Senior!" Mo Juren nodded slightly, but asked again in confusion,

"According to the legend, shouldn't the senior have ascended to the immortal world? How could he have left behind a remnant soul?"

"You also know it's just a legend, so you can't take it seriously." The silver-haired old man shook his head helplessly and continued.

“In the past, I had cultivated to the pinnacle of this realm, and was indeed preparing to transcend the calamity and ascend to heaven. Unexpectedly, I failed to make it through the last step, and ended up dying.

As for this remnant soul, it was just a backup plan left by the old me just in case. Originally, after the death of the main body, it should be able to wake up soon.

Unexpectedly, people's minds are unpredictable. The person who was entrusted by me to be in charge of this order turned out to be my most trusted disciple. However, he took advantage of my weakness and attacked me secretly.

If I didn't have some trump cards, I would have been able to deceive him. Otherwise, I would have been dead at that very beginning.

But the traitor was extremely cautious and specially made a ritual to refine the order, just in case. Even if I was still alive, I would still be completely trapped and killed in it.

Although I escaped the disaster, I also paid a heavy price, so I can only hide in this Nine Heavens Talisman and survive until now..."

"I see. I wonder how your situation is now, senior?" After listening to the other party's introduction, although it was a bit vague, Mo Juren knew the general ins and outs.

"It's just barely alive, how can it get better? Even if it weren't for the help of this little dragon, I would have found it difficult to escape. In addition, although I have just absorbed some of its extremely pure blood and lightning essence, it is still just a last gasp. It can't last for a few days." The silver-haired old man sighed again and said.

"Is that so?" Mo Juren did not expect this to be the case. He could not help but sigh. He paused and continued to ask,

"You deliberately attracted Zidian's attention before. I guess it was not without purpose. I wonder what your purpose was?"

"You are indeed smart, you saw through the essence of the matter at a glance." The silver-haired old man laughed, but soon put away his smile and replied with a somewhat bleak look,

“To be honest, I was already dead after being ambushed by that evil disciple. The reason I persisted until now was that I was unwilling to accept the consequences.

The first is this deep blood feud. I believe that I have never done anything to let that evil disciple down, but what I got in return was ingratitude. How can I be willing to accept this?

The second is that if I were to end my legacy, how could I be worthy of my ancestors? "

"So, you are always planning to pass on your legacy to Zidian? But it is not a human, so how could it..." Mo Juren did not continue, but his meaning was very clear.

"I know what you mean. Although humans and demons have some similarities, they are still different in essence, especially in terms of their main cultivation methods. Naturally, they cannot be the same. But nothing is absolute. As long as we make some modifications to the cultivation methods, there will be no problem in practicing!"

"Modification? That's indeed the truth." Mo Juren also reacted immediately.

This kind of situation does exist, and there are quite a few of them. Even the skills of the human and demon races can be modified, not just the skills of the demon race.

The most obvious example is the complete set of "Brahma True Demonic Skills" that Han Li obtained when he went to the lower world, which involved the three paths of humans, demons and monsters.

The same is true for his own "Five Elements Proof of the Way Chapter", which was originally a secret teaching of true spirits like the Xuanming Fairy, but was modified into a method of cultivation for the human race.

This matter seems easy to say, but the difficulty is self-evident. However, no matter it is the human race, the demon race or the monster race, there will always be some extremely talented people who cannot be judged by common sense.

Although there are not many such beings, each one that appears will have a huge impact on the entire cultivation world.

"I understand what you mean, senior, but given your current situation, is there still enough time?" Mo Juren did not ask Zi Dian whether he agreed. After all, it was impossible for the other party to refuse such a good thing, so he reminded him directly.

"You are underestimating me, kid. It's just a modification of the technique. How difficult can it be? Half a day is enough."

The silver-haired old man spoke with confidence, but when Mo Juren heard this, he was shocked. Modifying the human race's skills so that the demon race can practice them, is this so simple?

But when I think about the other person's identity, I feel it seems understandable.

"There is one thing I don't understand. Why do you insist on letting Zidian be the successor? Why not find a human cultivator? Of course, don't think too much about it. I don't have any other intentions. I am just curious."

"Who told you that you must let this little dragon be the successor?" the silver-haired old man said unhappily.

“Since it’s for inheritance, then naturally the more disciples the better. However, the situation of this little dragon is too special, so we have to modify the technique specifically for him.

My "Shenxiao Baolu" is the general outline of all thunder methods in the world. It is a pure thunder-attributed technique that can only be practiced by cultivators with thunder spiritual roots.

The magic power in your body contains the attributes of the five elements, which is definitely not a thunder spiritual root. Naturally, this technique will be of no use to you. However, you can comprehend some of the many secret techniques contained in it.

As for this little dragon, if my guess is correct, it should have awakened a trace of the blood of the ancient true spirit 'Purple Sky Thunder Dragon'. It is a natural favorite of thunder and lightning, and its future potential is limitless.

With such aptitude, it is very suitable for you to practice my "Shenxiao Baolu".

As for you, although you cannot practice this technique, if you meet a suitable human disciple in the future, you can also pass it on on my behalf..."