The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 330 Enlightenment Talisman
This is a very ordinary-looking room. It is not large and is not sealed off. A window is open, and sunlight streams in. Outside, you can see a peach tree in full bloom, and a gentle breeze carries its intoxicating fragrance.

There was a table and a chair in the room, with incense burning on it; there was no other furniture.

However, there were three paintings hanging on the wall.

One painting depicts verdant bamboo, the other depicts lotus flowers.

The last image depicts a solitary mountain peak, at the foot of which a woodcutter appears to be carrying a load of firewood and walking forward.

Wang Wu found it quite strange, as if it were a riddle?

Yes, that's definitely the style of the human race.

Always likes to create mystery...

Wang Wu's gaze swept over the three paintings one by one, but he didn't discover any secrets. He wasn't the kind of person with innate wisdom.

And what he really wants to do right now is to find a chance to slip away.

So he tried pushing the door, and lo and behold, the door opened. He tried taking a step out, looked back, and saw that nothing had changed in the room. He took two more steps and walked out into the yard, but still nothing had changed.

I went back to the room, but it was still the same.

Once you take down those three paintings, they are just three ordinary paintings.

Was Old Deng just teasing him?

There are no similar riddles in Yue Shan's memory.

Thinking this, Wang Wu leaped out of the courtyard and saw houses all around, densely packed, probably numbering in the hundreds of thousands, a vast and bustling city like a capital in the mortal world.

But there's one thing: nobody's there!

An illusion? No, it doesn't seem like it.

Or did Old Deng realize something was wrong?
Probably not.

So, where is the problem?

Wang Wuzhen really wanted to activate his level 15 spiritual essence and the highest level of danger perception, but after thinking about it, he decided against it. He returned to the original room, took out the wooden box that Madam Lu had given him, opened it, and saw a strange, never-before-seen divine talisman inside.

Wang Wu reached out to take it, but before he could even touch it, he was startled. This talisman possessed a mysterious power, so it could not be taken so easily.

Taking it by force is not impossible, but that would seem to destroy some kind of spiritual essence...

What does Mrs. Lu mean? Is it that true friends are hard to find?
It's possible that this strange environment was created at Madam Lu's behest. With only ten days left to compete for the rankings, she probably knows that last-minute cramming is not very meaningful. Can having more rare items, cultivation techniques, or magical treasures really make a decisive difference?
So the root of the problem lies in these strange talismans.

But how can one resonate with the spirit of this talisman and maximize its effects?

Mrs. Lu is truly a refined woman!
With this thought in mind, Wang Wu stopped paying attention to the strange talisman, jumped out of the room, and drew the flying sword from his back in the courtyard.

At this moment, it is a three-foot-long sword, neither skillful nor crafted, neither outstanding nor ordinary, but just right in the middle.

Wang Wu casually twirled his sword, his mind gradually calming down. The slight anxiety and worry caused by the appearance of the Five Poisons also dissipated. Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it.

His natal flying sword seemed to sense his state of mind at this moment, and all the scenes of Yue Shan practicing swordsmanship since childhood flashed through his mind.

At this moment, a gentle breeze swept by, causing the leaves to rustle. Wang Wu moved with the breeze, his long sword weaving through the leaves like bamboo leaves, seemingly chaotic yet subtly structured.

I remember now, it was when Yue Shan was six years old that Lu Wuchen taught him the Wind Bamboo Sword Technique.

People are like the wind, swords are like bamboo; the wind blows the bamboo wildly, and countless changes occur.

People are like bamboo, swords are like the wind; bamboo borrows the wind's power, free and unrestrained.

"I see!"

Wang Wu seemed to have returned to his childhood in Yueshan, transforming into the six-year-old version of himself. The night was dark and the wind was high, the bamboo forest swayed, and the bamboo leaves curled up, creating a scene that was more than just chaotic.

But this is also one of the two essences of the Wind Bamboo Sword Technique.

Chaotic Sword Attack!
Chaos breeds change, and change breeds chaos!
He blends the ever-changing into chaos, using chaos to conceal his own transformations.

This was just the most basic sword technique, but at this moment, Wang Wu felt it was infinitely profound.

In an instant, the long sword in his hand transformed into hundreds of cold stars, like hundreds of bamboo leaves being rolled up. The night wind was bleak, and the clouds were dim. Suddenly, a long howl rang out, as if the world had changed and his identity had changed as well.

Just a moment ago, he seemed to be that six-year-old boy diligently practicing his sword under the moonlight.

At this moment, he was already the ninth genius at the peak of the second rank.

The longsword flew out of his hand, soaring into the sky, transforming into a hurricane, and the ever-changing sea of ​​clouds turned cold.

The same Wind Bamboo Sword Technique, the same Chaotic Sword Stance, the basics remain unchanged, but it is activated by the Ruyi Ice Spirit Pill and evolved with the natal flying sword, resulting in this situation.

At that moment, Wang Wu suddenly realized the truth.

The Wind and Bamboo Sword Technique is not just about wind and bamboo.

The chaotic swordplay is more than just chaotic.

Because it can get even more chaotic!

With a hearty laugh, the Ice and Fire Elixir transformed, and two divine runes were instantly drawn. In a flash, Wang Wu's flying sword split in two, becoming an ice sword and a fire sword.

The ice sword resonated with the Frost Rune, while the fire sword echoed the Crimson Flame Rune.

On one side, the chilling air engulfs mountains and rivers; on the other, raging flames soar to the heavens.

The cold air generates wind, and the fire gains momentum from the wind.

It was more than just chaos; those two natal flying swords, their sword techniques constantly evolving, were like two paintbrushes dipped in paint, freely splashing ink across the canvas of heaven and earth. Rules were irrelevant!
There is no such thing as order!
It doesn't matter at all!
Singing wildly and howling, I am carefree and unrestrained!

Wang Wu seemed to have transformed into the untamed wind, the rushing water, the burning fire, and the freely growing creatures of the world!

No, I am a living being.

All the myriad methods of heaven and earth, I shall borrow with a single sword!

"Borrowing the momentum of the sword!"

Naturally, Wang Wu changed his sword stance and aura, as if the entire world had suddenly fallen silent.

That abundant, chaotic, and myriad power suddenly concentrated into one point at this moment!
That was a point of Wang Wu's natal flying sword. It was no longer a three-foot-long blade, nor any other shape; it was just a point.

A point that exists between nothingness and reality.

"break!"

At this moment, countless voices rang out. Wang Wu did not speak, but it was as if the power of countless living beings was shouting in unison!
Then that tiny point suddenly transformed into endless light, piercing through all illusions and falsehoods...

"Qiang!"

The longsword is sheathed!

As if nothing had happened, Wang Wu was still standing in the courtyard, but behind him, the talisman that Madam Lu had given him flew up automatically. For every inch it flew, Wang Wu grew a foot; the higher it flew, the bigger Wang Wu grew.

Until he was hundreds of thousands of meters tall, when he looked down again, there was no courtyard, no hundreds of thousands of rooms. It was clearly a divine talisman that he was standing on. Of course, he did not grow to hundreds of thousands of meters tall; he simply regained his normal vision.

So—he was just shrunk into the divine talisman, shrunk by hundreds of thousands of times.

Those hundreds of thousands of houses weren't actually houses, but rather the marks of runes on divine symbols...

Just as he was thinking this, Wang Wu looked up and was almost startled. He saw Madam Lu, Grandpa Huang, Zhenhai, Wudu, Feng Yang, Madam Lu's two nephews and nieces, and a large group of people gathered around him. He was still near the thatched cottage.

"Young Master Shan, what are you waiting for? The First Madam values ​​you so much that she has given you a precious Enlightenment Talisman! Quickly thank her!"

Grandpa Huang was excitedly calling out in a low voice. Only then did Wang Wu realize what was happening. Looking at the talisman at his feet, he saw that it had cracked inch by inch and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

I see, that's amazing! There's such a treasure.

He immediately knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude.

"Xiaoshan, no need for formalities. Just do your best. Your aptitude is quite good. You were able to comprehend one of the three sword techniques within nine days. Just for that, you have already surpassed many people. You should rest well today."

Madam Lu smiled slightly, still the same as before, but Wang Wu could sense that she seemed somewhat disappointed.

So those three paintings represent three different sword techniques, but he only managed to comprehend one of them?
Damn, what a great opportunity, just slipped away like that.

But this really is the limit of his abilities.

At this moment, Madam Lu's gaze swept across the area and landed on Wudu. "I heard you have something important to discuss with me?"

"Pfft!"

Wu Du immediately knelt down, "Reporting to Master's Wife, this disciple...this disciple also wishes to participate in the competition for rankings on the Heavenly Pride Ranking..."

"No way! The Five Poisons Spiritual Energy you've created has already incurred the wrath of both heaven and man. It might be enough to deal with the demon race, but you dare to target the human race? Don't you want your life? Go back to Xuan Tie City and reflect on your actions in seclusion!"

Madam Lu's pretty face turned cold, as if she were venting her anger on the Five Poisons.

"Here!"

Wu Du was already sweating profusely, but as soon as Madam Lu left, he jumped up from the ground with a grin, completely unconcerned, and went up to put his arm around Wang Wu's shoulder.

“Grandpa Huang, my senior brother and I grew up together, so how about I come and keep him company? Everything’s fine in Xuan Tie City. Chen Damao, oh, with Uncle Chen in charge, there won’t be any problems.”

"Very well, but you are not allowed to leave Peach Garden. This is the Madam's order. I hope Young Master Wudu will not cause trouble for this old servant. Also, Young Master Zhenhai, Young Master Fengyang, you four brothers have not seen each other for many years. Why don't you stay here and have a drink and a chat? This old servant will prepare food for you right away."

Grandpa Huang spoke with a smile, his words humble, but he didn't move an inch, keeping a close eye on Wang Wu and not giving him any chance to be unruly.

Wang Wu once thought that the old man had discovered his secret, but it had been nine days already, and Yue Shan still hadn't come out of seclusion?
Something feels off.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Wudu exclaim, "Oh no, I forgot the most important thing. Junior Brother Yuchi said he was coming to Xuan Tie City today. How could I forget? Grandpa Huang, please apologize to my master's wife for me. I will come to apologize another day."

"Senior Brother Zhenhai, Senior Brother Yueshan, Junior Brother Fengyang, eat well, drink well, and have fun! I'll be here in person the day after tomorrow to cheer you on!"

The Five Poisons fled in a flash, and the crowd seemed to take it all for granted.

The Five Poisons—if they weren't insane, would they still be called the Five Poisons?

Wang Wu sighed inwardly, unsure whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Because, when the Five Poisons put their arms around his shoulder, they directly stuffed a small beetle into his hand.

The object crawled around in his palm a few times before flying away silently.

Even when Grandpa Huang noticed, he didn't care.

Who could doubt it?

What's more, the insect left a message in his palm.

To be precise, it can be summed up in four words.

Win and live, lose and die!
Good guy!
So now even the Five Poisons are starting to talk about the big picture?
Knowing that the arrow was on the string and had to be released, and knowing that if things were messed up now, it wouldn't just be Wang Wu who would suffer, but also him, and most importantly, what about the reputation of the Lu family?

(End of this chapter)