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    Chapter 5153 Daowen

    ????Jin Guanjia said: "Before the eternal life state, cutting off good and evil thoughts can reduce the difficulty of killing three corpses in the eternal life state."

    "When your cultivation reaches the ninth level of the Immortal Stage, you basically have to start preparing."

    "The second young master's cultivation is not enough. It is too early to say this now."

    Yang Bo nodded. His current cultivation level was only at the third level of the Immortal Stage. He didn¡¯t know whether the Time Dao Ancestor knew his identity or whether he should tell Jiang Shuwu or Yang Bo these words.

    Yang Bo said: "If you have reached the ninth level of Immortal Stage Realm, since you can get rid of evil thoughts, you can also get rid of good thoughts!"

    "Is it possible that the ancestor of the Ji family still has an incarnation of good thoughts?"

    Butler Jin nodded, "It makes sense. I will tell the master the news as soon as possible and let him chase him."

    Butler Jin said no more, turned and left here.

    Yang Bo stared at the ancestral hall and took a closer look.

    In this ancestral hall, the tablets of the ancestors of the Ji family are enshrined. The black tablets are written with gold sand. Each tablet seems to have a trace of lingering thoughts.

    There were constant shouts of killing outside, and the sky was full of boiling water. The room was filled with fragrant mist, and it was quiet and peaceful.

    Yang Bo¡¯s eyes fell behind the tablet, which was a plain white wall that looked very old.

    Yun Zhongjun stood beside Yang Bo and said: "The stone tablet is the most precious treasure of the Ji family. They must hide it in a very secret place."

    ¡°If you want to find the stone tablet, you must get more people involved.¡±

    "The head of the family must also want to find the stone tablet."

    Yang Bo shook his head, "It doesn't matter. Finding the stone tablet is not about the number of people, but about whether you can grasp the psychology of the Ji family!"

    "The stone tablet is very important and must be hidden in an important place. The ancestral hall is a good place!"

    While speaking, Yang Bo stepped forward and reached out to move the candlestick next to the memorial tablet. The candlestick had a golden lotus pattern, but Yang Bo failed to pick it up.

    Yang Bo hesitated for a moment, then he turned the candlestick, and there was a crunching sound in the room.

    Yun Zhongjun was stunned. He really didn't expect that there was a mechanism hidden in the ancestral hall.

    Yang Bo turned the candlestick for several weeks, and a door opened in the wall, and he stepped in directly.

    Yun Zhongjun quickly followed, "Young master, be careful."

    " Yun Zhongjun is a guest of the Jiang family, not a domestic slave. However, as the Jiang family becomes more powerful, Yun Zhongjun has to change his mentality.

    "After all, Jiang Yukun has become a monk in the Immortal Realm. If he succeeds in killing the three corpses, he will be a big boss who can rule the world. Following the Jiang family, even if he cannot become a Daluo Golden Immortal, he can still cultivate to the Immortal Realm and enjoy eternal life.

    Precisely because of Ru Cong, Yun Zhongjun became more and more concerned about Jiang Shuwu's life and death.

    Yang Bo has already seen the situation indoors, so he is not worried about danger.

    Entering the secret room, Yang Bo saw the stone tablet.

    The stone tablet is three meters high and looks very heavy. On the dark surface of the tablet, there are golden fonts engraved on it.

    However, it seems that due to the passage of time, the golden fonts have lost color and become slightly mottled. Many fonts have become blurry.

    Yun Zhongjun took a look and said with some surprise: "I thought the Ji family's stone tablet was a treasure, but I didn't expect it to be just an ordinary stone tablet."

    "However, these fonts are very strange, like tadpole writing. Why haven't I seen these fonts before?"

    Yang Bo looked at these stone tablets and did not speak for a long time.

    Brilliance flowed in front of his eyes. In his eyes, the stone tablet changed its appearance. The whole stone tablet shone with golden light, and every font was like a mountain pressing down on it.

    A word is a kind of Taoist rhyme!

    The stone tablet in front of you has a total of one hundred and twenty-three words, which means that these words can comprehend one hundred and twenty-three kinds of Taoism and exercises!

    If they can be combined together, you may be able to understand more!

    The ancestor of the Ji family understood the Pure Yang Scripture from this stone tablet, allowing the Ji family to remain at the top for many years.

    "If Jiang Yukun hadn't obtained the Purple Sun Sutra from the secret realm, it would be difficult for anyone to suppress the ancestor of the Ji family.

    Yang Bo stared at the stone tablet. He read every word carefully, trying to record the Taoist rhyme of each word.

    " However, Taoist rhyme is not written in words, and it is extremely difficult to record it completely.

    Before, Yang Bo used the red gold walking dragon to record the Taoist rhyme, but so far he has not been able to understand all the red gold walking dragon. Now it is really difficult to erase the Taoist rhyme recorded by the red gold walking dragon and record the Taoist rhyme in front of him.??It's too wasteful.

    Yang Bo tried hard to memorize the Taoist rhyme, and he vaguely felt that this might be a great opportunity for him, or even a stronger opportunity than the Ziyang Sutra.

    After a long time, Yang Bo felt dizzy, light-headed and had a splitting headache, and then he stopped.

    Yang Bo turned around and saw Jiang Yukun and Butler Jin already here.

    It was completely dark outside, but it was brightly lit inside the ancestral hall.

    Jiang Yukun, Butler Jin and Yun Zhongjun were all staring in the direction of Yang Bo, as if they had been waiting for him.

    Yang Bo smiled, "Father, when did you come here?"

    Jiang Yukun stared at Jiang Shuwu and asked in surprise: "Wu'er, can you understand the words above?"

    "What does this text on the door mean?"

    Yang Bo shook his head, "I can't understand it, I just think these words are very charming."

    "I feel that these words are inherited from the Taoist rhyme. If these words can be studied thoroughly, they should be of great use."

    Jiang Yukun said: "I have seen this kind of writing. This should be Dao pattern, written with the pen of Dao!"

    "This is Tao Wen!"

    Yang Bo looked over and said, "Daozhibi? Daowen?"

    "Who wrote these words?"

    Yang Bo has seen such writing a long time ago, and he can interpret it, but he does not have enough understanding of the origin of this writing.

    Now, as his cultivation improves, Yang Bo feels more and more that the words in front of him have a profound meaning, which is far more than what he saw.

    At that time, his interpretation of these words was superficial. These words should have a deeper Taoist charm.

    Jiang Yukun shook his head, "I don't know who wrote these words. I feel that these words are Taoist texts."

    "Perhaps, only those supreme beings can write such words?"

    Yang Bo looked at Jiang Yukun, "The supreme being?"

    Jiang Yukun nodded.

    Yang Bo stared at Jiang Yukun, and he vaguely felt that Jiang Yukun knew more than he knew.

    Yang Bo was in the emerging ancestral land and came into contact with the monks in the upper world. His knowledge gradually opened up, but he still knew little about it.

    Jiang Yukun waved his hand, "These are all unspeakable things."

    "You don't have to pry."

    "If you understand the content on this stone tablet, can you explain it to me?"

    Yang Bo shook his head, "I haven't interpreted it yet, but I have a vague feeling."

    "Like this, it should be considered an interpretation, right?"

    Yang Bo stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and an inexplicable Taoist rhyme spread.

    Yang Bo just imitated Tao Yun and failed to truly master it.

    But even so, it was enough to surprise everyone present.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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