parentshiftbook Chapter 2119 Words Become Law
Chapter 2119 Words Become Law
Chapter 2119 Words Become Law
From the fundamental methods of cultivating vital energy to the profound physical arts of tempering the body, and then to all sorts of unorthodox practices such as talismans, formations, alchemy, weapon crafting, beast taming, divination, puppetry, and poisons, there is something for everyone.
Its value is no less than the sum of all the Dao Crystals and Spiritual Materials just harvested.
Upon hearing Chen Fei's findings, Cao Feiyu's expression faltered slightly, and her beautiful eyes shone brightly.
All of them are sixteenth-tier inheritances, with the lowest grade being superior.
This means that the Dan Chen Sect's inheritance system can be enriched and supplemented. It also means that she herself might be able to find the key to unlocking her swordsmanship within it.
Cao Feiyu's gaze shifted and landed on Chen Fei. A thoughtful look flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled and said, "Junior brother, these inheritance stones contain a wide range of information. They must include formations, puppets, and even various strange and secret techniques, which are exactly what you are good at. You will definitely be more interested in them than I am."
"How about you keep them all for now? Once we've finished our trip to the ruins and returned to the Dan Chen Sect, we'll present them to the sect. Given the value of these heirlooms, the sect's rewards will surely be substantial."
Her suggestion demonstrated her absolute trust in Chen Fei, so she entrusted everything to him for safekeeping.
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei pondered for a moment and then understood Cao Feiyu's intentions and sincerity.
He nodded and said, "Alright, we'll do as Senior Sister says."
Having said that, he didn't mince words. With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle surge of Yuan energy swept out, gathering all the more than one hundred inheritance stones floating in the air. Then, with a thought, he sent them all into the Void Realm.
Cao Feiyu's smile widened when she saw Chen Fei readily accept the gift.
At this moment, through the water mirror, one can see that all that remains of the entire hall are the ruins of the collapsed frame, thick dust, and mottled murals on the walls.
The treasure had been collected, but Chen Fei did not immediately have the puppet withdrawn, or enter with Cao Feiyu's true form.
He manipulated the puppet, which began to slowly move around the hall.
Metal feet rustled softly on the dusty floor. The puppet's pale red eyes gleamed as it carefully scanned every corner of the hall.
The seams in the walls, the ruins beneath collapsed shelves, the back of the reliefs on the dome, even the patterns on the stone slabs on the ground... leave no stone unturned, for any possible hidden compartments, mechanisms, or traces of valuable information.
Chen Fei also attached his perception of the Undying True Light Mirror to the puppet's detection fluctuations, carefully sensing the abnormality of residual energy.
"Judging from the process of collecting the treasure just now, there should indeed be no additional offensive restrictions or traps set inside this hall, and the demonic energy and corrosive power are relatively thin."
While controlling the puppet to search, Chen Fei said to Cao Feiyu, "Normally speaking, it seems that there is not much risk in us entering in our real bodies at this moment."
"But this place is, after all, an ancient celestial ruin, and is unpredictable. Since the puppet is capable of completing the initial search, we don't need to rush into it ourselves. We can wait until the puppet has thoroughly explored the area and confirmed that there are no abnormalities or omissions before considering entering."
Cao Feiyu nodded upon hearing this.
When facing the unknown, especially in places like the ruins of an ancient celestial court, one can never be too careful.
Cao Feiyu nodded and said, "Junior Brother's consideration is thorough and just right."
As the puppets moved and the viewing angle adjusted, the image in the water mirror no longer focused on the empty ground, but gradually reflected the scenes on the walls around the main hall.
Previously, my attention was drawn to the treasures on the ground, but upon closer inspection, I discovered that the walls of the main hall were covered with large murals.
Despite the relentless passage of time, the walls are covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and the paint in many places has faded and peeled off, making the murals look somewhat broken and blurry, but the overall framework and main content are still clearly discernible.
The murals use a unique pigment. Although the colors have faded over the long years, they have not completely disappeared. In the dim light, they have a sense of vicissitude and profound history.
The murals do not depict celestial palaces or goddesses dancing, but rather a series of magnificent scenes filled with the atmosphere of war and slaughter.
At the center of the image is always a majestic general clad in golden armor, wearing a purple-gold crown, and wielding an ancient and heavy halberd.
His face was majestic. He was either leading heavenly soldiers and generals in battle formations, or fighting to the death against demons, giant monsters, and even some indescribable and bizarre beings of various shapes and sizes. He was either receiving the worship of all the immortals in the heavens or offering sacrifices to heaven and earth before the altar.
The mural is painted with bold and vigorous strokes, and its momentum is magnificent. Although it is silent, it seems as if people can hear the neighing of the clashing swords and the thunderous roar of the divine generals.
"This mural depicts the story of this ancient celestial general who conquered all directions and made great achievements," Cao Feiyu said in a low voice as she gazed at it intently.
The solemnity and glory conveyed in the murals stirred a slight emotion within her, a sword cultivator.
Chen Fei didn't reply. He looked at the murals depicting the gods displaying their supernatural powers and in battle stances, and his brows gradually furrowed.
As the puppet moved, the murals appeared one by one, and Chen Fei looked at them more and more carefully, especially the trajectory of the light flowing around the divine general's body when he used his power, the rhythm of the halberd being swung, and even the details of his steps and postures...
Chen Fei's gaze suddenly shifted slightly, because judging from the mural, the technique used by the Heavenly General seemed to be the Heavenly General Technique, but it had undergone further changes and enhancements compared to the Heavenly General Technique.
At least Chen Fei's Heavenly General Technique certainly doesn't possess such power.
"Junior Brother Chen,"
Cao Feiyu parted her lips slightly, her voice carrying a thoughtful rhythm, and slowly said, "Don't you find it strange? Judging from its layout and location, this palace should not have been a dedicated hall for sacrifices, celebrations, or recording of merits in the ancient Heavenly Court."
She extended her slender finger and lightly touched a corner of the mural in the water mirror, which depicted a scene of a god receiving the worship of ten thousand immortals. Although it was mottled, it was magnificent.
"The ancient Heavenly Court was an enormous entity that ruled over all the heavens with strict laws and regulations. Its various rules and etiquette were vast and detailed, all of which were custom-made."
Cao Feiyu's tone carried a sense of reminiscence and research about that glorious era: "Recording meritorious deeds and proclaiming virtues have their own specific places and methods. To depict the battle deeds of a certain divine general in such detail on the wall of a palace that resembles a warehouse is somewhat against the rules of the ancient Heavenly Court's etiquette."
What Heaven needs is overall dignity and order, not the excessive glorification of any individual, unless…
Cao Feiyu paused, a hint of speculation flashing in her eyes: "Unless, this divine general's identity is extremely special, and his achievements are so outstanding that they exceed the norm. Or, this palace was not originally an ordinary storeroom, but has a very deep connection with this divine general."
Even so, painting murals on the walls seems a bit too blatant, unlike the solemn and understated style of the ancient celestial court.
Cao Feiyu's analysis was clear and logical, and combined with her understanding of the ancient Heavenly Court.
Indeed, given the power of the Heavenly Court, why would it need to record the achievements of a divine general in the form of murals? This seems more like the work of a mortal dynasty or some force that emphasizes personality cult.
The existence of this mural seems somewhat abrupt, and it is slightly out of place with the palace's possible function as a storeroom, as well as the solemn and strict rules of the ancient celestial court.
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei nodded thoughtfully. He had previously focused on the connection between the mural's content and the Heavenly General's Manual, and had not yet considered it from the perspective of ritual.
“What Senior Sister says makes sense. We’ve walked through the ruins before and seen many pavilions and towers that haven’t completely collapsed, but we’ve never seen any examples of such large-scale narrative murals painted on the walls. At most, there are some decorative cloud patterns and auspicious beast designs. These murals… are indeed quite special.”
Once doubts arose in his mind, he investigated even more thoroughly.
Chen Fei, controlling the dark gold puppet, was no longer content with merely searching the ground for any missed treasures or hidden mechanisms. He began consciously adjusting the puppet's perspective, inch by inch, sweeping across every wall of the palace, especially those areas adorned with murals.
The puppet moved slowly along the wall with steady steps, carefully scanning every brushstroke and detail on the mural, trying to find possible anomalies in the mottled background of colors.
As time passed, the content of the murals became clearer. In addition to the battles of the gods, there were also scenes depicting the daily life of the heavenly court, gatherings of immortals and gods, and even some kind of sacrificial ceremony. The scenes were grand and featured many figures. Although incomplete, one could still feel the prosperity of that time.
However, apart from the mural itself, there seemed to be nothing unusual about the wall: no hidden compartments, no hidden text, and no unusual energy fluctuations.
Just when Chen Fei and Cao Feiyu thought the secrets of the wall were limited to the murals themselves, the puppet walked to the back of the hall, to the main wall facing the entrance.
The mural on this wall depicts a victorious general returning to his capital and receiving his rewards in front of a magnificent palace; the scene is particularly grand.
However, in the lower right corner of this mural, there is a lifelike, wild and ferocious beast carved.
This beast resembles neither a tortoise nor a dragon. It is enormous, with a carapace as thick as a mountain, covered with mysterious natural patterns. Its limbs are as strong as pillars of heaven, with sharp claws. Its head resembles a dragon's head, yet it has a single horn.
Even though it is just a stone carving, it seems to exude a majestic and fierce aura that can bear all things and suppress all directions.
On the beast's broad carapace stood a massive stone tablet. The tablet was simple and unadorned, blending seamlessly with the beast's carapace, as if it had grown there naturally.
The surface of the stone tablet was densely engraved with countless strange characters that Chen Fei was completely unfamiliar with.
These characters are not any of the ones currently used on the original continent. They are complex in structure, and the strokes seem to contain a unique rhythm and power. Some are like dragons and snakes, some are like stars in formation, and some are like mountains and rivers. Just looking at them gives people a strong feeling that they are pointing directly to the origin of heaven and earth.
"This is... an inscription?" Cao Feiyu also saw the scene in the water mirror, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.
This stone tablet does not exist independently in the main hall, but is cleverly drawn within the mural, becoming part of the mural scene, and together with the ferocious beast, it forms a detail in the lower right corner of the mural.
The water mirror image steadily focused on the stone tablet in the mural, where the ferocious beast was lifelike, but what attracted Chen Fei's attention was the inscription on the tablet.
But Chen Fei soon discovered that it was all in vain. He didn't recognize a single one of these characters. Not only did he not recognize them, but their structure and spirit were completely different from any writing system he knew, exuding an indescribable sense of antiquity and alienation.
This is normal, though. The primordial continent has diverse written records; after all, it's part of countless worlds, and it's perfectly normal for each to have its own civilization and writing system. It's just that the existence of divine consciousness means there won't be any problems with communication.
The script used by the Yan Yang Immortal Dynasty today is mostly the same script used by the ancient Heavenly Court. Or rather, because of the power of the ancient Heavenly Court, most of the forces on the original continent used scripts derived from the ancient Heavenly Court.
Chen Fei turned to Cao Feiyu beside him and said, "Senior Sister, you are very knowledgeable. Have you ever seen this kind of writing before? I observe that its form is ancient and simple, and its Taoist charm is hidden within. It seems to have an extraordinary origin."
Upon hearing this, Cao Feiyu carefully examined the inscription on the stone tablet in the water mirror once more. She looked at it with great seriousness and even tried to use her own sword intent to subtly sense the residual meaning between the strokes of the characters.
After a moment, Cao Feiyu gently shook her head, a hint of regret and contemplation on her beautiful face.
"I cannot decipher this script either. However, its form and meaning are quite different from the scripts we use today, yet it faintly exudes an ancient and more original aura."
I once heard elders in my sect mention that before the mainstream scripts widely used by the major powers of the Primordial Continent today, there seemed to have existed in a much more distant era—an extremely ancient, even taboo, script system.
"A taboo?" Chen Fei asked, puzzled, seeing Cao Feiyu hesitate.
Cao Feiyu nodded and slowly said, "Legend has it that in the more chaotic and ancient times, in the primordial continent and even in all the heavens and myriad worlds, there were some original true texts that were born of nature and nurtured by the earth, which were close to the Great Dao. They were also referred to as ancient Dao true texts or primordial divine scripts in some ancient records."
Her voice carried a hint of longing and awe: "Legend has it that these ancient Taoist texts were not created by humans, but rather are traces and manifestations of the rules of heaven and earth and the origin of the Great Dao under certain specific conditions."
Each true text contains the supreme mystery corresponding to the laws of heaven and earth, possessing incredible power. If a practitioner can visualize, copy, or even write these true texts, they can directly invoke the corresponding power of heaven and earth, producing various mysterious effects.
Even more remarkably, legend has it that if one could cultivate a certain true text to its utmost level and comprehend its entire essence, one could even truly make one's words become law.
"Truly, words become law?" Chen Fei was slightly taken aback.
High-level cultivators can mobilize the primordial energy of heaven and earth, unleash supernatural powers and spells, and invoke the power of rules. To outsiders, this is no different from their words becoming law.
However, that is a process in which cultivators use their powerful cultivation and profound understanding as a foundation to resonate with, leverage, and control the rules of heaven and earth, which is an active process of exerting influence.
"Does Senior Sister mean that the legendary Ancient Dao True Text's ability to manifest through words is not something we need to do to resonate with or control it by expending our Yuan Power and mental energy?" Chen Fei asked.
"Exactly."
Cao Feiyu nodded, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "According to those ancient fragments, the true ancient texts are themselves part of the Great Dao, the embodiment of the rules."
Those who master the true texts utter words that are commands of the laws. There is no need for deliberate effort or strained resonance; wherever their voice reaches, the rules respond naturally, and heaven and earth move accordingly.
Cao Feiyu paused, her tone tinged with emotion: "Of course, this is just a legend, and it can no longer be verified."
Let alone those of us in the Tai Cang Realm, even Heavenly Monarch Realm experts, or even those at higher realms, have never heard of anyone who could truly achieve such near-fundamental power of words becoming law.
Perhaps it was merely a beautiful imagination and exaggerated description of the ultimate realm of the Great Dao by our ancestors. However, the existence of the ancient Daoist scriptures is indeed mentioned in some of the oldest and most secret traditions, though almost no one has ever seen them, let alone understood or mastered them.
Chen Fei nodded. He didn't ask Cao Feiyu any more questions about the legend, knowing that his senior sister had only heard about it occasionally from ancient books and probably didn't know much more.
The most practical approach right now is to record the inscription on the stone tablet in its entirety.
Regardless of whether it is the legendary ancient scripture or what it records, as an ancient script, it has extremely high research value.
Perhaps, hidden within are secrets related to the murals of deities, the secrets of the heavenly generals, and even the palace and these ruins.
So Chen Fei focused intently, looking through the water mirror, reading every strange character on the stone tablet with utmost care and detail.
His gaze was like the finest carving knife, deeply imprinting the strokes, structural proportions, and even the unique ancient charm of each character into his mind.
Chen Fei knew that for some ancient texts, the spirit of the writing was more important than its form.
Chen Fei's reading speed was not fast, it could even be described as slow, as he tried his best not to miss any details.
Time passed slowly, and the hall fell silent, save for the occasional creaking of the array emanating from the puppets. Cao Feiyu stood guard quietly to the side, keeping watch over their surroundings.
As Chen Fei's gaze followed the puppet's perspective and swept over the last character on the stone tablet—a character that seemed to contain the trajectory of the birth and death of stars—he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I still don't know a single word, I have memorized its overall appearance and the Taoist spirit it contains.
Just as Chen Fei was about to regain his composure and discuss with Cao Feiyu what to do next with the stone tablet.
"Buzz!"
A new message popped up on the panel.
"A new illustration has been discovered!"
Chen Fei's pupils, unseen by Cao Feiyu, contracted slightly, and then a smile lit up deep in his eyes.
"Sure enough, the panel can record it!"
The panel can organize all incomplete or hidden information. Long ago, Chen Fei suspected that the panel was connected to the origin of the world, which was why it could simplify cultivation and organize incomplete information in this way.
Even though Chen Fei didn't understand the meaning of the inscription, it was obvious that the panel understood it and had compiled it into a new encyclopedia.