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Chapter 689 - 588 Ancestral Hall? Cemetery? 【Seeking for Subscription, Seeking for Monthly Ticket!】

Chapter 689: Chapter 588 Ancestral Hall? Cemetery? 【Seeking for Subscription, Seeking for Monthly Ticket!】

A seemingly normal adolescent skull, with skin as translucent and white as that of an immortal body;

Another laden with pus-filled sores, ghastly and horrendous;

One more that had a total of six different mouths covering the face, belonging to both human and beasts.

The Brain of the Flying Skull, like a qualified librarian, seemed to contemplate momentarily before continuing:

"Although our Qinglian Sword Sect isn’t considered a top-tier sect, we still have some remnants of the ancient heritage."

"In the sect, we have the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the Six Dao Wheel and the Five Elements Talisman, three great artifact path inheritances suitable for beginners. Which one would you like to choose?"

With the words of the Brain of the Flying Skull, three peculiar human heads leaned forward.

They moved closer to Wang Zijia, seemingly wishing to give Wang Zijia a more detailed look at them.

Like children eager to show off, they waited for Wang to make his choice.

As the three eerie creatures drew nearer, Wang Zijia gave them a closer look, their images extraordinarily vivid in his mind.

On the face covered with pus, not only was a disgusting liquid oozing out, but something seemed to be wriggling within the sores;

From the six large different mouths within the human head, several tongues could be indistinctly seen stirring, as if insatiably hungry;

At a closer look, the most normal-looking skull of the youthful immortal body made Wang Zijia’s hair stand on end.

This was not a skull at all, but instead composed of countless white arms, each only about the size of a hair follicle. Gathered together flawlessly, they combined to form a human head that resembled an immortal body. It was brimming with vitality and continuously squirming.

Wang Zijia: "..."

Despite his internal cursing, the feedback his eyes reported left Wang Zijia dumbstruck: these were really secret books!

Item: Eight Trigrams Lifecreation Furnace

Status: Freak variation

Level: Fourth Grade Advanced Secret Book

Overview: Endless creation of life, able to refine anything in the world.

Note: One of the introductory Chapters of the Ancient Heavenly Palace Mixed Yuan Treasure Immortal Scripture, although the Eight Trigram Furnaces are not suitable for beginner daoists. It is claimed that to tread the path of the multitudinous treasures, one must attain the status of Infant God by mastering either the Taiji Diagram, the Liangyi Sword, or the Three Talents Formation in order to possibly obtain the true teachings of the multitudinous treasures.

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Item: Six Paths Revolving Sutra

Status: Freak Variation

Level: Fifth-Grade Advanced Secret Book

Overview: Six paths revolving, able to bind and command spirits, traverse the netherworld.

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Item: Five Elements Daoist True Talisman Scripture

Status: Freak Variation

Level: Fifth-Grade Advanced Secret Book

Overview: Fuse the Five Elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth into the talisman, merge the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning into the talisman script. Harmonizing Yin and Yang allows the manipulation of countless laws.

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Note: Those who offer the law lose their sanity, those who learn the law become mad demons. The bizarre and sinister pervades everywhere, leaving no stone unturned!

Can a secret book actually look like this?

Is it still effective?

How do you study it?

By growing another head?

Gazing at the three grotesque skulls, Wang Zijia was momentarily left in a daze.

Even with all the knowledge he had accumulated, he felt as if his understanding was being challenged.

Seeing that he had yet to make a choice after a while, more skulls began to leer at him from atop the tower.

Wang Zijia gritted his teeth and selected the pus-covered skull that represented the Five Elements Daoist True Talisman Scripture.

He was more inclined towards the Eight Trigrams Lifecreation Furnace, which was full of vitality and composed of numerous little hands, but it was a Fourth Grade Dao Scripture, and the loss was too great.

Finally, after some internal struggle between the Five Elements Dao Law and the Six Paths Spirit Play, he chose the more Orthodox Five Elements Dao Law.

This place was already strange enough; dabbling in the Ghost Playing was unconventional and demonic. Wang Zijia feared that his selection would fit this place too well, and wouldn’t be able to handle it.

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With Wang Zijia’s decision made, the two deformed skulls shrank back and were similarly embedded on the flesh tower while the Brain of the Flying Skull vanished without a trace.

Only the pus-covered head, wearing a creepy excited smile, slithered forward like a snake. As it coiled itself around, it was ready to wrap around Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia furrowed his brows, and his aura pulsed in an attempt to shake it off. After all, this creature was too disgusting.

Moreover, it was wrapping itself around him·······

But as soon as he moved, the sea of heads looked at him again.

He suppressed his movement, if there truly was a secret book, he would get that first.

The head propped up by the tentacle, wearing an excited and twisted smile, coiled around Wang Zijia’s body several times, slowly tightening. The next moment, delicate sprouts of flesh began to grow from the tentacle, extending towards Wang Zija’s pores, seemingly attempting to burrow into his body.

The pus-covered skull also swayed before Wang Zijia’s face.

"Those who offer the law lose their sanity, those who learn the law become mad demons. The bizarre and sinister pervades everywhere, leaving no stone unturned! Could it be······"

With its gaze locked on him, an eerie thought cropped up in his mind as Wang Zijia stared at its grin.

The next moment, the human head extended a slimy pus-leaking tongue which split into several barbed meat strips. They slowly drew closer to Wang Zijia’s mouth, eyes, and glabella.

Apparently, they were going to be inserted!

"To hell with your learning method!"

Wang Zijia, who had endured for so long, lost his patience and swung his sword, severing the snake-like tentacle.

It didn’t feel that difficult, and he cut it off easily.

In an instant, blood-red and savory blood splashed about like the spraying of top-grade spirit ink.

The head, which had lost its support, instantly shriveled and hung on Wang Zijia’s body.

"Sinner!"

"Beast, beast!"

"Disregards learning, destroys books, needs to be punished!"

"Recite the book, recite the law!"

"Recite the book, recite the law!"

Suddenly, the entire tower exploded as countless grotesque heads emanating various strange spiritual glows filled the sky. They attempted to submerge Wang Zijia, and the headless tentacles also tried to poke at him.

Yet, Wang Zijia, who had initiated the action, was already prepared to escape.

Originally, he planned to cut it off and run immediately, and directly flee the Scripture Pavilion.

But the moment he cut off the tentacle, it was as if he had severed his own ability to move, and he stood there, stupefied.