1164: Chapter 346 Gu Talisman_3 1164: Chapter 346 Gu Talisman_3 Reincarnation?
But Mingzu is a male turtle…
Su He had a brainstorm when he suddenly heard the Netherworld King snort coldly: “Since you have the energy to indulge in wild fantasies, you should be subjected to even more suppression.”
Su He: “???”
If it weren’t for the suppression that kept him from jumping, he would have jumped in anger: “Please show mercy, Senior Sister!
I really can’t take it anymore…”
Is this what it feels like to have a sect?
Holding a face of Baiyin, how could he have done such a deed befitting Yama?
Above, the Netherworld King ignored the noisy junior brother, slightly closed his eyes, and his fingers twirled, revealing an Array Plate in front of him.
Are there living creatures called “Ming” in the world?
Their master and disciple’s names are not something commoners could bear; If a commoner called it, it might not matter, but those with higher Tao Cultivation should avoid it.
Having “Ming” in their names could invite a great disaster, let alone having exactly the same name?
The reason Senior Brother’s name was easily duplicated by others led to our master forcefully changing it.
If a Dragon Turtle that has reached patriarchship is called Ming, it must have a profound causality with it, deep enough that heaven and earth cannot distinguish.
Was it a contingency left over from his original body?
Netherworld King pondered in suspicion but could come up with nothing.
Su He propped up his body, quietly moved away a bit, and the sound above his head ceased, quiet returned once again to the underground palace.
Su He devotedly practiced his cultivation and after a while, Dragon head peeked out to look at the nearby oil pan.
For some reason, this oil pan always gave him a strange feeling, as if seeing a Heavenly Material Earthly Treasure, tempted to snatch it.
Su He tilted his head and watched for a long time, and then crawled over.
Looking down into the oil pan, it was calm and not lit.
Su He stretched out his turtle claw, flicked a nail towards the oil surface, and just as it touched the cold oil, it whooshed along his nail into Su He’s body and drilled into the Inner World following the light.
Su He was greatly startled and hurriedly looked into his Inner World, only to see a pot of cold oil rolling and twisting in his Inner World, transforming into strange Symbols.
Though he did not understand what it was, the little Gu Talisman in the Inner World cheerfully jumped up, seemingly eager to hit the incoming Symbols.
The cold oil was a strand of Gu Talisman!
There were hundreds of such oil pans in the underground palace, densely packed like volcanoes scattered throughout.
Senior Sister has dismembered the Gu Talisman!
“Come out!”
Taking without informing is stealing, forcefully taking in front of others is robbing, robbing the Netherworld King’s possessions would lead to death.
Su He shouted, intending to capture the Gu Talisman Symbols, but the Symbols trembled and whooshed towards Tai’a Mountain, burrowing behind the little Gu Talisman and resisting Su He, sticking here and refusing to leave.
Not knowing what it had encountered in the hands of the world before, it stubbornly stuck to a stranger and refused to leave.
Su He coughed and muttered, “Come out!”
The hidden Gu Talisman Symbols were forcibly moved out of the Inner World by him.
Su He looked at the oil pan and the remnants of the Gu Talisman, not knowing how to restore it to a pot of cold oil.
Awkwardly looking up at the top of the underground palace.
“Senior Sister…
I didn’t mean to.”
The voice of the Netherworld King came: “It doesn’t matter, take it if you want.”
Su He widened his turtle eyes: “This is a talisman!”
“I recognize it.”
“Senior Sister doesn’t need it?”
“I am already dead.” Even if alive, just a hexagram.
The Netherworld has already shattered, what use is an oil pan anymore?
Getting a talisman should be a happy occasion.
However, it seemed not quite right to laugh at this moment.
Su He fell silent for a moment: “Senior Sister, do you have any tasks for me?”
“You are too weak.”
Su He silently scooped up the Symbols he had just thrown out, turned his head and crawled towards another oil pan.
The most hurtful thing in the world is this sentence.
Su He bitterly crawled to the next oil pan, plunged a claw into the oil pan, scooped back and collected a pot of cold oil, adding to the Symbols.
Then lay on the ground gasping for breath.
Under the suppression of the entire underground palace, crawling between two oil pans required his full strength.
Thus, Su He crawled, collected oil, gasped for breath, and rested.
He estimated that in one day, he could at most collect ten oil pans of cold oil.
After taking three pans, Su He grinned and looked up smiling: “Thank you, Senior Sister!”
Su He was inexperienced, but not foolish.
Crawling between the oil pans, the suppression not only acted within the Inner World but also continuously suppressed his flesh body.
Crawling was difficult, almost to the point of immobility.
Yet, it also integrated his strength through and throughout.
Su He advanced too fast, so fast that he could not thoroughly control his strength like ordinary cultivators.
A true cultivator would hate not being able to produce ten times the effect with one part of strength.
While Su He, always relying on overwhelming force, used ten parts of strength to achieve three parts of effect.
Determined to kill, he never had the time to consider too much — this pace of progression left him no time.
The Netherworld King’s Palace, however, was a rare treasure land.
The Netherworld King did not respond, the suppression continued.
Thus, Su He did not speak further, step by step measuring the underground palace, crawling between the oil pans, collecting cold oil.
The little Gu Talisman in the Inner World was joyous, frolicking.
Time passed day by day, Su He transitioned from Xuan Wu to Peacock, then to human form, gradually integrating within the underground palace, improving the Inner World daily.
Although not reaching the limits the Netherworld King spoke of in ten days, he wasn’t far off.
Now reaching 77%.
It wasn’t just the effect of the Netherworld King’s Palace.
Previously, during Dual Cultivation with Ji Feixue, the advancement rate had already slowly increased.
It just suddenly burst forth now.
As he truly immersed himself in cultivation, time flew by, collecting a hundred oil pans, and ten days quickly passed.
Su He looked at the perfectly integrated Gu Talisman in the Inner World and grinned.
This journey through time, he didn’t pursue a single talisman, but all hexagrams appeared out of nowhere, having collected five talismans unknowingly.
If the Source Stone were enough, sticking around in the world here would truly give him a chance to Open Heaven Five-fold in two or three years.
As Su He thought this, he felt an anomaly in the heaven and earth, and in that moment, it seemed as if heaven and earth had solidified and suppressed.
It wasn’t the suppression of the underground palace, but of the actual heaven and earth.
Had he not anchored himself, he would have been thrown out of this epoch at that very moment.
“Praying to heaven and earth?” Su He wondered aloud, then felt a flash in space, already landing on the roof of the Palace of Yama.
The Netherworld King stood in front of the throne, half frozen looking at the outside world.
Su He followed her gaze outside, only to see Ji Feixue, dressed in white, gracefully ascending.
She appeared like a divine fairy princess, captivating onlookers.