Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

Chapter 162 Taiyi Qingmuhen

The next day, Mu Chen followed Shen Taiyuan to the foot of the main peak. A slightly dilapidated ancient temple stood there quietly, covered with mottled traces of time.

At the entrance steps of the ancient temple, there was an old man in linen clothes holding a broom, looking drowsy. It was the mountain sweeper Xuan Lao.

Mu Chen looked up, and there were ancient light patterns faintly visible in his eyes. He vaguely felt the breath of the second holy pattern.

At this moment, Elder Xuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Shen Taiyuan and Muchen, and his hoarse voice rang out:

"It's you guys, what's the matter?"

Shen Taiyuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Master Xuan would know Muchen. However, he didn't ask any more questions. He said, "Master Xuan, I'm here to send this disciple Muchen into the Ancient Scripture Building."

"Is that so? Master, please give me the letter."

Old Xuan stretched out his dry palm, and Shen Taiyuan immediately understood and took out a jade token and handed it to Old Xuan.

Old Xuan took a quick look and then opened the door of the ancient palace. In fact, even if there was no souvenir, he would give Muchen a chance. After all, the master was very optimistic about Muchen and entrusted him with important tasks.

"Boy, what you can get in there depends on your own fate. If you get nothing, you can't blame others." Old Xuan said.

Muchen nodded and went straight in. The darkness soon engulfed Muchen's figure.

Old Xuan turned around and waved to Shen Taiyuan, meaning that he could leave. Shen Taiyuan bowed and left.

With Master Xuan around, there is no need to worry about Muchen's safety.

Ordinary disciples didn’t know, but even he, an elder in the Tianyang Realm, couldn’t see through Master Xuan’s strength. He must be at least a Yuanying Realm expert.

"What are you here for?"

"I heard that your disciples from Jianlai Peak were beaten up by Muchen. Are you here to bully the weak?"

"Mu Chen is a disciple of Shengyuan Peak after all. I am still capable of fighting with my old bones."

After Shen Taiyuan left, the master of Lingjun Peak appeared here, and Master Xuan's tone was not friendly at all.

The handsome Lingjun Peak Master frowned and said helplessly: "Master Xuan, don't joke, I won't attack a disciple at the Taichu level.

The disciples of Jianlai Peak lost because they were not up to the task, and I have already criticized them. "

Ling Jun knew how strong this old guy was and he could definitely beat him. He estimated that he would be no less capable than Master Qingyang.

"Master Xuan, when will the seal of Shengyuan Peak be lifted? This is the place that Master loves the most, and it shouldn't continue to decline."

Master Xuan didn't know what Ling Jun meant, and said calmly: "If you really want to do something for the master, you don't have to kill the strong men in the Law Realm, you can just kill a few Source Infants in the Holy Palace."

The corner of Lingjun Peak's mouth twitched. Killing the Yuanying strongman was no problem, but that also meant going to war with the Holy Palace.

"I know you want to know the whereabouts of the Cangxuan Holy Seal, but..."

Lingjun Peak Master immediately looked at Elder Xuan expectantly, but what he said next disappointed him:
"But... I don't know where the master put the holy seal. I'm afraid only the master knows."

"And do you think that you can become a god by obtaining the Cangxuan Holy Seal?"

"With Qingyang's strength, there is a certain chance, but you can't afford it."

Old Xuan said bluntly that a Yuanying realm cultivator had no qualifications to become a God and could not pass that test at all.

In the Ancient Scripture Building, the pitch-black environment had no effect on Muchen. After all, he had the Dark Ancestral Talisman, and even if he hadn't refined it, he had a certain adaptability to darkness. Suddenly, starlight began to appear under his feet, and the scene in the corridor appeared. Countless light balls appeared on both sides of the corridor, like bubbles, and inside these light balls, there were all kinds of treasures.

It can be said that there is everything including skills, source techniques, source patterns, etc., but one can only see what is inside but cannot tell what grade these items are.

This is exactly what Master Xuan said, it depends on your fate. To put it bluntly, if you are unlucky, you may get very ordinary things, such as Xuanyuan soldiers or third-grade source patterns.

You can only take one thing from the Ancient Scripture Building, and then it will be sent away. In other words, you only have one chance.

It is similar to gambling on stones, one cut can make you poor, the other rich, but there is no risk of losing everything like gambling on stones.

"Barrier-breaking Holy Mark, open!"

Deep in Muchen's pupils, the ancient holy pattern of breaking barriers appeared. As the holy pattern of breaking barriers operated, these light balls changed in his eyes. Some of them were brighter, while others were weaker.

Sure enough, the barrier-breaking holy pattern from the Cang Xuan Holy Seal must be useful. After all, this place is related to the ancestor Cang Xuan.

The brighter the light, the higher the grade of the item inside.

"There's another space?"

Muchen suddenly felt the spatial fluctuations in the corridor, which he could not hide from him.

At this moment, as if sensing something, Mu Chen immediately opened the small space on his body and took out an ancient jade token from it. This was the jade token that was originally given to him by Ancestor Cang Xuan. At this moment, the jade token emitted a slight vibration.

When those light balls sensed these fluctuations, they disappeared without a trace.

Then the jade token floated up and flew forward, and Muchen followed.

At the end of the corridor, when the seal approached, a gap of starlight instantly tore open. Mu Chen followed without thinking.

The scene changed, and Muchen appeared in an ancient room. The furnishings inside were very simple, exuding a long-lasting atmosphere of time.

The jade token stopped and Muchen threw it directly into the small space.

"If I take out the middle-grade Tianyuan Technique, will Master Xuan be speechless?" Muchen looked at the four jade slips on the table in front of him, slowly touched his chin, and said with a smile.

This level of Tianyuan Technique is second only to the Seven Techniques of Cang Xuan.

However, it is impossible to take them all out, after all, the Ancient Scripture Building has its own rules.

"Mu Chen, look at that."

The little mink appeared and pointed at a green plant nearby. It looked like a young pine tree, ordinary and nothing special about it.

Muchen nodded, the holy patterns flowed in his eyes, and he could clearly see the ancient traces engraved on the green plants. As the holy patterns flowed, those traces began to converge, and finally a piece of information emerged in Muchen's mind.

"The immortal body, Taiyi Qingmuhen."

"This is similar to the life energy of the Life and Death Ancestral Talisman, but this Taiyi Qingmu Mark tends to store, and needs to absorb Yimu energy in particular." Muchen analyzed.

The use of the Life and Death Talisman depends entirely on his own strength. There is no need to absorb the Yi Wood Qi. As long as his spiritual power and source energy are not exhausted, he can use the Life and Death Talisman anytime and anywhere.

To practice Taiyi Qingmuhen, one needs to collect ancient trees that contain Yimu Qi, which is much more troublesome than the Life and Death Ancestral Talisman.

"Hey, Muchen, although it's a little troublesome, this kind of source technique is probably no worse than the top-grade heavenly source technique." Xiao Diao said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)