5151: C5151 Dao Wen

C5151 Dao Wen

Housekeeper Jin said: "Before the realm of eternal life, cutting away good and evil will reduce the difficulty of cutting down three corpses in the realm of eternal life."

"When one's cultivation reaches the ninth layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, they basically have to start preparing."

"Second Young Master's cultivation is still not enough. It's still too early to say this."

Yang Bo nodded his head. His current cultivation level was only at the third layer of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. He did not know if the Dao Master of Time knew of his identity, and whether these words were for Jiang Shuwu's ears or for Yang Bo's.

Yang Bo said: "My cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. Since I am able to cut off evil thoughts, then I can also cut off good thoughts!"

"Could the ancestor of the Ji Family still have a good will incarnation?"

Butler Jin nodded, "That makes sense. I need to inform Master as soon as possible so that he can chase after me."

Butler Jin did not say anything else, and turned around to leave.

Yang Bo stared at the ancestral hall and began to look at it carefully.

The memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Ji family were enshrined in the ancestral hall. On the black memorial tablets, they were written with golden sand, and every memorial tablet seemed to have a lingering thought.

The sounds of fighting outside could be heard continuously, and the room was filled with a fragrant mist. It was quiet and peaceful.

Yang Bo's gaze fell behind the memorial tablets. There was an ordinary white wall, and the wall looked very old.

Yun Zhongjun stood beside Yang Bo and said: "The stone tablet is the supreme treasure of the Ji Family. They must be hiding it at an extremely secret place."

"If we want to find the stone tablet, we must let more people participate."

"Patriarch must also want to find the stone tablet."

Yang Bo shook his head, "It's fine. Finding the stone tablet is not about the number of people, but about whether or not you can grasp the mentality of the Ji Family!"

"The stone tablet is very important, so it must be hidden in an important place. The ancestral hall is a good place!"

As he spoke, Yang Bo walked forward. He reached out to move the candlestick next to the memorial tablet. The candlestick was covered in golden lotus pattern, but Yang Bo could not pick it up.

Yang Bo hesitated for a moment. He turned the candlestick, and a creaking sound came from the room.

Lord Yun was dumbstruck. He really did not expect that there would actually be a trap hidden in the ancestral hall.

Yang Bo turned the candlestick a few times and the wall opened a door. He directly walked in.

Yun Zhongjun quickly followed, "Young master, be careful."

Yun Zhongjun was a guest of the Jiang Family, not a servant. However, as the Jiang Family became more powerful, Yun Zhongjun had no choice but to change his attitude.

After all, if Jiang Yukun became an Immortal Realm cultivator and successfully killed three corpses, he would be a big shot who could control a world. If he followed the Jiang Family, even if he couldn't become a Golden Immortal, he would be able to reach the Immortal Realm and enjoy eternal life.

It was because of this that Yun Zhongjun cared more about Jiang Shuwu's life.

Yang Bo had already seen the situation inside the room, so he was not worried about any danger.

After entering the secret room, Yang Bo saw the stone tablet.

The stone tablet was three meters tall and seemed very heavy. On the surface of the pitch-black tablet, there were golden words.

However, as if due to the passage of time, the golden words had lost their color, and were a little mottled. There were quite a few words that had already become blurry.

Yun Zhongjun looked over and said in surprise, "I thought that the Ji Family's stone tablet was a supreme treasure, but it's just a normal stone tablet."

"But these words are very weird. Why haven't I seen them before?"

Yang Bo looked at the stone tablets and did not speak for a long time.

Light flowed in front of him. In his eyes, this stone tablet had changed its appearance. The entire stone tablet was shining with a golden light, and every word was like a mountain pressing down on him.

Each word was a kind of Dao Charm!

The stone tablet in front of him had a total of one hundred and twenty to thirty characters. In other words, these characters could comprehend one hundred and twenty-three Dao Arts and cultivation techniques!

If they could be combined together, they might be able to comprehend even more!

The Ji Family's Ancestor had comprehended the Pure Yang True Manual from this stone tablet, allowing the Ji Family to be at the top for many years.

If Jiang Yukun hadn't obtained the Purple Yang Scripture from the secret realm, it would have been very difficult for anyone to suppress the Ji Family Ancestor.

Yang Bo stared at the stone tablet. He looked at every word carefully, wanting to record the Dao of each word.

However, the aura of the Dao was not a word; it was too difficult to completely record it down.

Previously, Yang Bo had used the Crimson Gold Dragon to record the dao aura, but up until now, he had not been able to comprehend all of them. Now that he had erased the dao aura recorded by the Crimson Gold Dragon, recording the dao aura in front of him was too much of a waste.

Yang Bo tried his best to remember the dao aura. He could vaguely feel that this might be a great opportunity for him, or even a chance that was stronger than the Purple Sun Scripture.

After a long while, Yang Bo felt dizzy, light-headed, and had a splitting headache. Only then did he stop.

Yang Bo turned around and saw that Jiang Yukun and Butler Jin had already arrived.

Outside, the sky had already darkened, but the ancestral hall was still brightly lit.

Jiang Yukun, Butler Jin, and Yun Zhongjun were all staring in Yang Bo's direction, as if they had been waiting for him.

Yang Bo laughed, "Father, when did you arrive?"

Jiang Yukun stared at Jiang Shuwu and asked in astonishment: "Wu'er, can you understand the words on it?"

"What do the words that come to the door mean?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "I can't understand them. I just feel that these words are very charming."

"I feel that on these words, what is passed down is the Dao. If I can study these words thoroughly, it should be of great use."

Jiang Yukun said: "I have seen this kind of words before. They should be Dao patterns written with the brush of the Great Dao!"

"This is the Dao text!"

Yang Bo looked over, "The brush of the Great Dao? Dao text?"

"Who wrote these words?"

Yang Bo had seen this kind of text a long time ago. He could decipher it, but he did not know enough about the origin of this type of text.

Now, as his cultivation increased, Yang Bo felt more and more that the meaning behind the words in front of him was profound, and was far from being as simple as he had imagined.

Back then, his understanding of these words was shallow. These words should have a deeper dao aura.

Jiang Yukun shook his head, "I don't know either. Who wrote these words? I feel that these words are words of the Great Dao."

"Perhaps, only those supreme beings can write such words?"

Yang Bo looked at Jiang Yukun, "The supreme beings?"0

Jiang Yukun nodded.

Yang Bo stared at Jiang Yukun. He could faintly feel that Jiang Yukun knew more than him.

Yang Bo was in a new ancestral land and had come into contact with cultivators of the Upper Realm. Although he had seen and heard a lot, he still did not know much.

Jiang Yukun waved his hand, "This is all something that can't be said."

"You don't need to ask."

"If you can decipher the contents of this stone tablet, can you explain it to me?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "I haven't deciphered it yet, but I have a faint feeling."

"If that's the case, then it should be considered as an interpretation, right?"

Yang Bo reached out his hand and waved it lightly, causing an indescribable aura of the Dao to circulate.

Yang Bo was only able to imitate the aura of the Dao, and was unable to truly grasp it.

But even so, it was still enough to shock everyone present.

Chapter 15 - The Mixture of the Dao

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