I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 655 Treasure Hunt
Three thousand merit points.

This number is not much. For Jiang Wen, who still has hundreds of thousands of merit points, three thousand is just a small amount.

To his delight, he was able to remove the black spot by spending only three thousand merit points. This indicated that the black spot was not as powerful as the stone tablet.

This stone tablet came with the statue of a deity.

It grows in the divine sea and possesses all kinds of supernatural powers.

With enough merit points, the stone tablet can help him deduce all laws and evolve all things. It can even be used to refine magical artifacts and break all laws.

Although the black spots were closely related to the Fallen Immortal, they were ultimately not as powerful as his cheat ability. This gave Jiang Wen even more confidence, and he even considered touching the Heavenly King's head.

He tried to get the stone tablet to deduce the origin of the black spots, but the merit points given by the stone tablet made him feel intimidated.

He couldn't accumulate 800 million merit points even if he saved 8 billion humans.

Merit points are not determined by incense offerings; they increase as long as someone makes offerings. Sometimes saving someone may not bring any merit, while sometimes performing rituals to help the souls of the deceased can bring considerable merit.

Such mysterious and profound things are rare even for Jiang Wen.

The fact that there are so many this time is largely thanks to the Bridge of Confusion. Over the millennia, countless holy maidens and warriors of the Hundred Streams tribe have perished on the Bridge of Confusion, their souls imprisoned within, never to be freed.

If Jiang Wen hadn't come here to help them pass on to the afterlife, even after hundreds of millions of years, these souls would never have found peace.

It was precisely because of this great act of kindness that Jiang Wen was able to obtain 300,000 merit points.

Such good opportunities will become increasingly rare.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wen checked his remaining merit points. He found that after deducting the three thousand merit points he had used, he hadn't lost much merit points. On the contrary, he had gained one thousand, suggesting that some previous action had earned him at least four thousand merit points.

"Could it be that he saved those Rakshasa people by speaking up?" Jiang Wen thought of the hundreds of thousands of Rakshasa people he had saved in the Immortal Cave, and thus he understood the origin of the extra merit points.

Giving only four thousand merit points for saving so many people is really stingy. I wonder how many merit points he'll get after taking those undead from the Holy Land out.

This is why Jiang Wen was willing to agree to those people's request and fulfill their wishes.

No matter what, even a little merit is still merit. What he lacks now is merit points, so he should try to acquire as many as possible.

These are just simple tasks, so why not do them?

Emerging from the divine sea, Jiang Wen activated his magical power.

His severed finger healed rapidly, visibly recovering. At his level, even the most serious injuries were nothing to him.

Even if one is shattered to pieces, one can be reborn from a drop of blood. As long as one's soul remains, one will not die; this is the realm of the Dao Palace.

This is why, within the immortal sects, the Dao Palace is the most revered. When sages do not appear, the Dao Palace reigns supreme.

As long as one's soul is not destroyed, the Dao Palace cannot kill the Dao Palace. Therefore, there is a rule among the various immortal sects that the Dao Palace must not interfere in the grudges of its juniors, unless it violates the principles of morality.

However, Jiang Wen was not afraid of these things. With his current level of cultivation, he had many ways to kill Dao Palace cultivators. Whether it was true magic or talismans, they could all trap the souls of ordinary Dao Palace cultivators.

Having recovered from his injuries, Jiang Wen no longer pursued the details of the black spot. That thing was beyond his current reach; after all, it required 800 million merit points to deduce its origins, and it was definitely related to the Fallen Immortal.

It's even possible that the fall of gods into immortality is related to these black spots.

Stopping thinking about things that were too far away, Jiang Wen came to the Blood Lake. He scooped up a stream of blood from the lake and placed it in front of him.

The dark red, viscous blood gushed forth, crystal clear as crystal.

This reminded Jiang Wen of sugar water, the kind of liquid that appears after being softened.

The dark red blood was not as foul and pungent as the black water. Although it had a bit of a chilling aura, it also had a touch of spiritual fragrance.

Clearly, this blood was divine blood drawn from the body of the Heavenly King of Growth, containing his spiritual essence. Though only the size of a fist, it was enough to stir the entire world.

This is divine blood, a priceless treasure coveted by all. It is far more precious than any ancient artifact, and rarer than a ginseng that has become a spirit.

Because this is divine blood, the blood flowing from the gods.

Jiang Wen took out a drop of divine blood and transformed the Bodhi tree into a pen.

He took out a piece of yellow paper and tried to draw a talisman with this drop of divine blood.

With a single stroke, the yellow talisman shattered into ashes. Clearly, ordinary talisman paper could not bear the spiritual essence of divine blood, much less be drawn into a talisman.

However, Jiang Wen was not without options. He took out Bodhi wood from his sleeve and used his hand as a knife to shave it into paper-thin talismans.

These spiritual beings born from the internal organs are extraordinary; they should be able to bear the spiritual essence of divine blood.

A piece of wood was shaved into a hundred talismans. Jiang Wen transformed the wood into a table and the ground into a chair. Sitting by the lake, he freely used divine blood as ink and the Bodhi tree as paper.

He used divine blood to draw talismans.

He wouldn't miss such a golden opportunity, after all, this fallen immortal's body was full of treasures. It was just a matter of whether he could risk his life to retrieve them.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Wen felt somewhat tired.

He stopped drawing talismans and carefully put away the hundreds of divine blood talismans.

These talismans are all treasures; placing them outside would be enough to serve as protective charms.

After drawing the talismans, Jiang Wen retrieved a considerable amount of divine blood to temper the array swords. He dared not throw the four array swords directly into the blood lake for tempering, as that might destroy his magical treasures.

Instead, he took a drop of divine blood and used it to slowly temper the sword body with the Samadhi True Fire.

Each array sword has been cleansed and tempered by divine blood, and its originally flawless blade now possesses an even greater divine charm.

An invisible radiance flickered, and one could even see divine light appearing and disappearing intermittently.

"You are truly blessed to have followed me." Jiang Wen stroked the four array swords and couldn't help but laugh heartily. Ordinary magic treasures could never receive such treatment, possessing both divine blood and true dragon blood. Only the Four Symbols Sword Array he had forged himself could have such an opportunity.

If he weren't unafraid of the Blackwater, coming here would have been a pipe dream.

That raging black water was enough to turn a saint into a corpse and a human immortal into a demon.

The four array swords hummed, as if responding to Jiang Wen's words. After stroking them for a while, he put them away. He then looked at the blood lake and collected a considerable amount of divine blood in a jade bottle.

However, divine blood and true dragon blood are different. After leaving the blood lake, the spiritual energy in divine blood begins to dissipate. Even sealing it with secret techniques cannot stop the spiritual energy from dissipating.

“This divine blood is truly strange.” Jiang Wen didn’t dwell on it too much.

He won't ask for too much given the opportunity.

After collecting the divine blood, Jiang Wen looked at the ginseng fruit tree in the lake. If there was one thing he wanted most here, it would definitely be the ginseng fruit on the tree.

This thing has been on the ginseng fruit tree for an unknown period of time, and it is nourished by divine blood.

One can imagine how precious it is; even gods would be envious.

If he could obtain this ginseng fruit, Jiang Wen felt that he wouldn't mind abandoning all the treasures in his heart.

"But how do I get it?"

Jiang Wen looked at the ginseng fruit with some worry.

(End of this chapter)