The Stone Stele's Secret

"So, this statue is a person who transformed?"

As Chu Tianshu spoke, he grabbed Lin Chucheng by the back of his collar, preventing him from moving forward.

Lin Chucheng turned around in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"Hehe, ancient people turned into statues, this kind of thing feels so familiar."

Chu Tianshu recalled the Dragon Flower Cult Leader he had met in the Macau.

That guy could even turn his internal organs into jade, which had been circulating outside for hundreds of years. He could even preside over rituals to worship Ghost God with just an empty jade statue with incomplete internal organs.

Almost no one in ancient times actually lived to a ripe old age.

However, it is likely that there are many more who have abandoned their cultivation path and the limits of their talents, transformed into Evil Spirit, and slumbered through various means.

Could this King of Wusun be in a similar situation?

Although I didn't sense it, there was an eerie, Ghost God aura here.

However, the secret realm is located between the real world and the Spirit Realm, and the Spirit Realm energy here is quite abundant.

Chu Tianshu pointed his fingers into the air.

The Spirit-Shocking Sword Intent him transformed into a red ray of light, extending straight out from his fingertips and illuminating the forehead of the jade statue.

Upon probing with Sword Intent, no abnormality was detected in the statue.

Lin Chucheng looked at the beam of light and scratched his face.

"When I was fighting here that day, I think there was a beam of light like that too, but it came from inside the statue, and the color was different."

Chu Tianshu asked, "Where did that ray of light go?"

"It hit my head, and then there was something cold, like it was trying to drill into my brain."

Lin Chucheng seemed lost in memories.

"I tried to stop that cold feeling as I fled from here."

"That cold thing seemed to want to control the energy that had just surged into my body, to take control of my body, but it couldn't overpower me..."

Chu Tianshu's heart stirred slightly.

Highly skilled sorcerers no longer rely entirely on their physical bodies and brains for their thinking abilities; rather, their thinking becomes a semi-independent entity.

Logically speaking, even if such a person's physical body reverts to youth, their soul should retain complete memories.

After Lin Chucheng and regained his youth, he experienced amnesia.

Chu Tianshu had initially thought that perhaps the elixir of immortality had some special properties that affected the soul as well.

It now appears that there was no real elixir of immortality; it was merely a stone tablet connected to the Queen Mother of the West's Kingdom.

The stone tablet was first ground into powder and consumed by the King of Wusun. After many years, some of its power was absorbed by Lin Chucheng. It's unknown how many times it changed hands.

Moreover, Lin Chucheng's cultivation of the "Gongcao and Taichong Resonance Chapter" has already reached the point where he has forcibly broken through the Taboo boundary.

Gongcao Natal Sign Taichong Natal Sign, namely Yin Tiger and Mao Rabbit, Zhongdu the Wood element in the Twelve Earthly Branches.

The moment he crossed the boundary, he experienced the feeling of controlling a vast amount of life force far exceeding his own.

Although that attempt ended in failure, it provided him with valuable experience.

If it had only been the medicinal power of the Queen Mother of the West's stele entering his body back then, he probably would have used it to his advantage...

Chu Tianshu sighed, "It seems that your amnesia is mostly due to the Evil Spirit spirit of the Wusun King."

"Um!"

Lin Chucheng clenched his fist. "I remember now. When I got back to the base entrance, I desperately destroyed that cold thing, and then I couldn't hold on any longer."

"That bastard is the one who made me lose my main account password, all those years of experience gone in an instant!"

"How awful! I really want to drag him out and beat him up again."

Chu Tianshu smiled and patted his head.

"I don't think your amnesia is difficult to treat. As long as you encounter key events, you'll remember things quite quickly."

Mo Xiaoyu's eyes brightened slightly, and she suddenly said, "Perhaps before the minister lost his memory, he planted some anchor points in his mind."

"This method was called the Mind and Spirit Beacon' in ancient times. It was used specifically to select certain impressions from memory when one's mind was subjected to a strong impact, and to deepen them as much as possible to form an instinctive feeling."

"When I encounter those things, they trigger related memories."

She laughed and said, "When I first practiced the Mysterious Pass Li Fire Acupoint-Resonating Great Art, I was also at risk of mental distraction. That's why I used that technique to anchor my mind."

Chu Tianshu nodded, feeling quite admiring.

Whether it's Helai or Lin Chucheng, they both embody the spirit of learning until old age.

They know a lot of miscellaneous things, although it seems like a lot of it is stuff they themselves never use in their daily lives.

But it's possible that its crucial effects will manifest at any time.

"With profound knowledge of the past and present, and a broad understanding of the world, one is always prepared."

Chu Tianshu chuckled softly, "I also want to have that kind of image, one that feels reliable and convenient for showing off."

Lin Chucheng tilted his head. "What do you mean by 'pretending'..."

"Cough!"

Chu Tianshu cleared his throat, took two quick steps, and touched the mural next to him with his finger.

"The patterns in these murals are really beautiful, Xiaoyu. Is there any significance to them?"

Lin Chucheng is regaining more and more memories, but sometimes he really acts like an innocent child.

There's a strange sense of embarrassment in talking nonsense in front of him.

Mo Xiaoyu smiled understandingly and walked to Chu Tianshu's side, asking, "Which patterns?"

She got too close and suddenly realized that Chu Tianshu was still wearing the same tattered clothes, with part of his abdominal muscles showing.

Mo Xiaoyu quickly looked away.

Both of them had initially tried to distract themselves from looking at the pattern.

But after looking at them for a while, I realized that these patterns actually had a hidden meaning.

When they first looked at the murals, they only glanced at them and thought that the patterns might be the texture of the stone itself, or they might be used to decorate the background of the murals.

Upon closer inspection, these patterns appear to be out of harmony with the layout of the inscriptions on the murals.

Murals are murals, and patterns are patterns; the two are completely unrelated.

Patterned marks were also found on the ground, even...

Chu Tianshu looked up at the dome.

The dome corresponding to this deep pit also has similar patterns, which are clearly different from the rest of the dome.

He walked along the patterns on the ground until he reached the jade statue.

The statue also has many fine textures, but they are mixed in with the patterns on the royal robes and clothing, making them even more difficult to distinguish.

"Could it be...?"

Chu Tianshu observed carefully for a moment, closed his eyes, and mentally visualized the three-dimensional patterns in the entire space, then shrank these patterns.

It shrunk into a human shape, but no, it's still indistinguishable.

Shrinking into a spherical shape is also incorrect.

Shrinking into the shape of a stone tablet?

By comparing the height of the stone tablet with the height of the Wusun king in the mural, we can roughly determine the original proportions of the stone tablet.

Chu Tianshu mentally constructed the image of the stone tablet and raised his hand to point at the air.

Where the finger traced, a faint red mark remained, imprinted in the air, lingering for a long time.

Mo Xiaoyu also had a plan in mind, and seeing that he had already reached a conclusion, she came closer to verify it.

Lin Chucheng, who had been playing with the eight hands around him, also came over with great interest.

Chu Tianshu wrote faster and faster, writing more and more. After finishing one side, he turned around and wrote on the side and back of the stone tablet.

The inscriptions on this stone tablet are peculiar; some characters resemble small seal script, while others are interspersed with floral patterns.

Each flower pattern is about the size of a character, but its internal structure is extremely complex, resembling a small flower bud with hundreds or thousands of petals clustered together.

"The Great Seal Script of the Warring States period? No, it's a variant, the script used exclusively by hermits during the Warring States period?"

Mo Xiaoyu murmured, "And there are Totem Patterns originating from the Queen Mother of the West's Kingdom."

It seems that although the stone tablet originated from the Queen Mother of the West's Kingdom, the inscription on it was written by a person from the Warring States period.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out for a moment. As she looked at it, she suddenly felt a heat on the tip of her nose. She reached up and touched it, and realized that she had started bleeding from her nose.

"This..."

She covered her nose, looked away slightly, and temporarily cleared her mind. "Pondering the contents of this stone tablet, it really takes so much brainpower?"

When Chu Tianshu first started writing, he wrote faster and faster, but towards the end, it seemed that he was expending a lot of energy and his speed slowed down.

Fortunately, he didn't understand the meaning of these words at all. Rather than "writing" these words, he was simply copying them, so the effort wasn't too great.

After a moment, he wrote down the entire contents of the stone tablet.

Lin Chucheng watched the entire process, then stroked his chin with a serious expression.

"Although I can't understand it, I feel like it contains a set of cultivation techniques."

Chu Tianshu took a breath, stepped back a few paces, and observed the entire stone tablet with a peculiar expression.

"It must have been that after the King of Wusun finished eating the stone tablet, he went into seclusion to cultivate, and the profound mystery of the stone tablet emanated from his body and was imprinted on the outside world."

He looked at the token interface in his field of vision.

A new notification has popped up in the "Materials for Cultivation Techniques" section.

The font used in the prompts seems to be bolder than before.

There really is a set of martial arts techniques recorded on this stone tablet!

(End of this chapter)