"Dad, how did it go? What did Grandpa say?"
The next day, the moment the Far-Seeing Mirror began to vibrate, Zhang Xiao answered it. He had spent the entire morning staring at it.
"Mm... we've figured it out. Your grandfather said this was your spiritual awakening. You sealed away that memory yourself.
He warned you not to try to pry into it, whatever you do. It will unseal itself naturally when the time is right."
Zhang Xiao looked utterly bewildered. Spiritual awakening? What was that?
"To be specific, remembering what happened during that period would cause you tremendous harm. Your own spirituality instinctively detected the danger.
So it simply faded that memory out.
Just like those predecessors during the Wude Era of the Tang Dynasty. They must have learned something extraordinary in the Primordial Ancient Ruins, causing their spirituality to warn them and their memories to seal themselves.
The same thing happens when you read a 'heavenly book' far beyond your level. Either it appears blank, or you forget everything after reading it."
Got it. It's probably like how someone who suffers an extreme shock forgets the scenes that traumatized them. That's the brain's self-protection mechanism.
And spiritual sense works pretty much the same way? It decided that consciously remembering that experience would cause trouble, so it censored it?
So what the hell did I do that even my subconscious thought was badass?
"What was the deal with that bell, then?" Zhang Xiao asked curiously.
"Bells hold extraordinary significance in the Daoist Order. Whenever something momentous happens, a bell is always rung. You've read Investiture of the Gods, haven't you? Guang Chengzi, one of the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, was the foremost immortal tasked with striking the Golden Bell.
You are a disciple of our Daoist Order, and the