The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Chapter 291 The treasure beneath the mountain shines in the night, the spiritual treasure of the Red Cloud Cave Heaven.

"Fellow Daoist's method is superior; I am convinced."

The Xuanxian, with a dog's head and an ape's body, touched his severed head and bowed deeply to Luo Zu.

He had intended to use his magic to restore the broken section, but a wisp of sword energy attached itself to it, scattering the magic he had just gathered and preventing him from restoring the broken section.

Luo Zu nodded slightly and clapped his hands on the ground.

Then the soil at their feet churned up, and a three-foot-tall blue stone emerged from it.

The blue stone leaped up, and its stone chips flew everywhere. In the end, it sculpted itself into a shape that resembled a one-legged lizard with eight pairs of wings.

This is the Xuanxian who just attacked Luozu, and he is now being suppressed by Luozu under this eight million mountain range.

Although he could easily carry this mountain range, he could not break free from Luo Zu's immortal energy, so he could only obediently listen to Luo Zu's summons.

"I'm convinced too." He wasn't using the lich language, but another language, which could be translated into lich script.

Language was not forbidden in the primordial world. The Lich and Demon races never forced all living beings to use their languages. Therefore, all kinds of creatures in different places had their own languages. In particular, some isolated areas even tried to create writing. Unfortunately, only the writing of the Lich and Demon races was allowed to exist on the primordial land. So those races that tried to create writing and create a civilization that was completely unique to themselves could only speak their language and store their civilization in words.

After all, even hieroglyphs and totems are forbidden by the Lich and Demon races.

Moreover, those are rules embedded in the Great Dao of the Primordial World, and unless one possesses power surpassing that of the Lich and Demon races, the prohibition cannot be broken.

These two immortals were named Ying and Tai Lian.

The local immortals (referring to those within a radius of 3 billion li) can go out without consulting the almanac, which offends the Luo Ancestor.

The reason they were in such a hurry to attack Luo Zu is that a treasure might be born here.

This treasure has been gestating here for many years, but it has not yet been born. They are getting impatient, so when they see Luo Zu suddenly making such a big move, they quickly take action, fearing that the treasure they have been looking at for so many years will be taken away by Luo Zu.

But this one move had no consequences; he was immediately defeated by Luo Zu.

"We never expected that you, fellow Daoist, would be so... extraordinary," sighed Ying, the dog-headed ape-bodied being.

He was truly remorseful.

Unfortunately, there's no going back.

"I wonder what kind of treasure it is?" Luo Zu's divine sense swept across eight million miles of mountains and rivers, but he could not see anything unusual about them.

"Its brilliance can only be seen after nightfall," said Tai Lian, the eight-armed, one-legged lizard.

Luo Zu immediately suspected something: "Could it be related to those wandering spirits and evil corpses?"

Ying replied, "We also saw its thousand-mile radiance 100,000 years ago, and thought it was a treasure, so we settled here to cultivate and wait for its birth."

"Lingbao?" Luo Zu asked again.

Both immortals looked completely bewildered upon hearing this term.

The primordial world is so vast that many terms, though having been passed down for hundreds of millions of years, are still only vaguely understood in some regions.

Therefore, Luo Zu could understand their confusion.

Then, Luo Zu gave them a lesson on rare and precious materials, as well as magical artifacts and treasures.

But this is about imparting knowledge, so they should at least pay some tuition.

"We don't know if that treasure is a spiritual artifact either." Ying reciprocated by immediately presenting all the information he had gathered.

First, let's talk about how this treasure behaves at night, and how it does indeed attract a large number of vengeful ghosts and evil corpses.

"I've heard that there's a powerful sorcerer named Shenba under the Ancestral Witch, who can command these vengeful ghosts and evil corpses of the primordial world. I suspect that this treasure is related to Him," Tai Lian said, letting his thoughts wander.

Luo Zu glanced at him and thought to himself that this guy must be having some kind of mental breakdown.

If it's related to that great shaman, why should this place be left for them to explore and discover?

It merely exhibits this characteristic; it is not truly related to the Great Shaman.

You can't look for a better horse while still riding one, and you certainly can't follow a map blindly.

However, Luo Zu didn't care about these things; they were just minor incidents to him. He had already devoted part of his mind to the nine-tiered lotus platform on his body.

The grotto-heaven of the Red Cloud Ancestor was located here, and after he opened the first Dao Flower, this grotto-heaven finally reacted.

There was a magical artifact that wanted to abandon its useless old master and seek refuge with its new master.

Such a great thing naturally drew ninety-nine percent of Luo Zu's attention to receiving this spiritual treasure.

Lingbao is pretentious, but Hongyun Cave is even more pretentious.

"If you want to take this magical treasure away, you must first pass a test."

This is the question posed by both the Red Cloud Cave Heaven and this spiritual treasure.

The task was not simple; it required Luo Zu to decipher a magic array.

Luo Zu, whose thoughts had separated and entered the cave, was overjoyed to see the pitch-black, unidentified animal hide before him.

"From now on, would it be enough to invite all of you Lingbao Daoist brothers to be my friends after this trip?" Luo Zu called out to the empty, hazy glow behind the animal skin.

"We still need their permission," came the reply from the lingering thoughts of Hongyun within Hongyun Cave.

This lingering thought, though called Hongyun, is actually the Dao of the Cave Heaven. Moreover, it has nothing to do with Ancestor Hongyun. The main reason is that Ancestor Hongyun has already been killed. Even if he left behind a backup plan, it could not have fallen into the hands of Ancestor Luo. Even if it fell into Ancestor Luo's hands, it should be hidden in an extremely secretive way, otherwise it would inevitably lead to his death. At that time, Ancestor Luo would die once, and Ancestor Hongyun would die again.

Therefore, this lingering thought of Hongyun is actually a separate entity, but it still strictly follows Hongyun's instructions to act as the gatekeeper and steward of this grotto.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zu's smile deepened, allowing his joy to spread and letting the hidden treasures within the cave know of his good intentions.

Of course, he wouldn't rashly call upon them, otherwise it would be bad to give up the spiritual treasure he was about to obtain.

Lingbao, Lingbao, this is the first spiritual treasure that Luo Zu has acquired. Although he does not know its name, shape, or whether it is suitable for him, it is still a spiritual treasure.

With such a spiritual treasure by my side, I can freely share stories of the Great Luo with others in the future, and no matter what thoughts I have in my heart, the Great Luo will not be able to detect them.

As for the array diagram, he glanced at it and immediately understood the answer.

The array diagram depicts the evolution of the Great Dao, but many of its principles are incomplete. He needs to fill in the gaps to solve the puzzle.

Such a question was practically tailor-made for Luo Zu, after all, his understanding of the Great Dao was at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand.

In no time, a quarter of an hour later, the pitch-black animal hide was transformed, revealing a vibrant, multicolored base.

It wasn't that he hadn't solved the puzzle, but rather that there was another one.

(End of this chapter)