"The Dragon King's Talisman came from the waters. If these talismans bear a similar aura, their waters must be the same..."
When Chen Cuo had first visualized his Heart God, he had received guidance from a remnant thought left by the Temple Dragon King. His consciousness had even entered the past and witnessed the Rise and Fall of the Dragon King Temple.
"But this river is a tributary of the Great River. It seems different from the one beside the Dragon King Temple. Could they be the same river? Or have the mountains and rivers changed over the years?"
With that thought, Chen Cuo looked at Little Pig's face and asked, "If there's a Divine Spirit Talisman, can you tell whether it belongs to the Temple Dragon King?"
"Nope," Little Pig said with perfect confidence.
"..."
Little Pig went on, "When a Deity dies, the marks on his talisman fade away. Unless..." Hesitation crossed his face. Then he shook his head. "Old Dragon's talisman shouldn't still be around."
Chen Cuo pondered for a moment. "Whatever mystery lies here, it shouldn't be hard to investigate. Brother Pig, please act as my Dharma Protector while I take a look."
"Heh, you picked the right pig for that! Go on without a worry!" Little Pig sprawled in front of Chen Cuo to act as his Dharma Protector.
His wording struck Chen Cuo as strange, but Chen Cuo let it pass. He sat cross-legged and sent his consciousness into Dream Marsh.
The moment he stepped into Dream Marsh, he felt a connection as close as blood.
"Three years in seclusion without entering Dream Marsh. But I refined the Little Gourd into my Life-Bound Treasure and placed it in my Heart God's hands. That was as good as nurturing it for three years. Our bond