The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma?

Chapter 38 I said I have a real connection with the number 3, are you deaf?

The next day.

"That's roughly the situation."

"My name is Zhao Yan. I am the current supreme master of the Wangchuan Academy, one of the twenty-one strongest seekers of the Dharma a thousand years ago."

"I apologize for any offenses I may have caused in the past."

In the third of the Three Truths Talismans, Zhao Yan, who was possessed by the puppet, looked at Xia Chuan among the crowd.

"Now, thanks to this young man, he is no longer a Nirvana Corpse."

"There's no need to feel that thirst for life anymore."

He looked at the crowd and spoke in a clear voice:

"Therefore, I was entrusted by your ancestor to serve as a guest minister."

In the days to come, I will be responsible for guiding your spiritual practice.

The puppet scanned the faces of the crowd: "Fu Bao Shen,"

He looked at Xia Chuan: "And close combat skills, and the art of wielding weapons."

"Any objections?"

The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.

It felt like a huge pancake had fallen from the sky.

He nodded vigorously.

There was only one thought in my mind.

Master Jiang Mingzi is truly the sun of my Three Truths.

The debt of gratitude owed to the patriarch can never be repaid.

Zhao Yan's lips curled into a smile: "Since that's the case..."

"Then let's begin the lesson immediately!"

"You can simply call me teacher."

The crowd readily agreed.

Gao Haoguang looked at Jiang Mingzi's figure in the Three Realms in the Same Month: "Why did you agree to this too?"

Jiang Mingzi chuckled: "Can't I also listen to Professor Zhao Yan's lectures?"

Gao Haoguang fell silent immediately.

On the other side, Hai Shan was also quite excited.

Yesterday I met Jiang Mingzi's primordial spirit, and today I was personally taught by the Supreme Being of the River of Oblivion from a thousand years ago.

It seems I'm destined to be connected with this Wangchuan Academy!

Seeing everyone cooperate, the puppet's eyebrows curved into a smile, and its eyes narrowed as it laughed.

"Then, let's start with talismans."

He picked up his brush, dipped it into the vermilion inkstone, and swirled the brush tip in the crimson ink until it was fully saturated.

Magical power converges.

The pen falls.

With a single stroke, a profound pattern slowly unfolds on the talisman paper, completed in one go. The magical power flows vividly across the drawing, as if it were alive.

After a moment, Zhao Yan held up the talisman in his hand and showed it to everyone:

"This is the most basic talisman for rejuvenation."

Although it is a talisman from my River of Oblivion, you three can still comprehend it.

Hai Shan raised an eyebrow: "Teacher, why use the magic talisman from the River of Oblivion?"

This was the first time he had ever seen someone using talismans from another school to study and comprehend talismans.

"It's normal that you don't know this, since you're a member of the Penglai sect."

Zhao Yan explained with a smile:

"Young man, you should know about the magical treasures and talismans of other sects."

Those who seek the Dharma may use it, but not create it.

He looked at Haishan with a smile: "Young man, do you know why?"

Hai Shan replied without hesitation, "It's because the patterns engraved with the supernatural powers are different."

"The Fu Bao Shen is essentially just an imitation of the supernatural powers of the founding masters of our various sects."

"We modify the acupoints in our bodies to resemble the supernatural patterns imitated by the techniques we practice."

Once the design is finalized, it cannot be changed.

Even if a cultivator cultivates to the point of possessing great supernatural powers, there can only be one supernatural power that can be imitated within their body.

Besides their own innate supernatural abilities,

Naturally, it is also impossible to create magical artifacts and talismans that imitate other supernatural powers.

Zhao Yan nodded: "That's right!"

He paused, his tone becoming meaningful:

"However, there is one exception—the Three Truths Borrowing Treasures Method."

Hai Shan's heterochromatic eyes widened slightly: "Could it be...?"

Zhao Yan nodded with a smile:

"Yes. The Three Truths' Borrowing Treasures Method allows one to comprehend the talismans and magical treasures of other sects and then create them oneself."

Everyone looked at each other.

My Three Truths Borrowing Treasures Technique is so heaven-defying?

Hai Shan stood there, stunned, with only one thought in his mind.

No wonder the Three Truths Sect was once the largest sect among seekers of the Dharma.

How could such a unique ability to create other people's magical talismans and treasures be weak?

If only I had been a disciple of the Three Truths Sect back then...

Thinking this, the magical power within his body fluctuated slightly, as if something had turned over in its sleep.

Zhao Yan looked surprised and his gaze fell on Hai Shan.

Has the innate divine power that this kid is developing begun to change?

This doesn't seem to be the usual supernatural power related to time and longevity from Penglai... and it's almost complete?

Zhao Yan's lips curled up.

I'm really looking forward to it.

He clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention:

"Okay, now that we've covered the basics, it's time for some hands-on practice."

"Try drawing it. Remember to first understand the symbolic pattern, then draw it in one stroke."

Seeing everyone pick up their pens

Zhao Yan looked at Hai Shan and added:

"Young man, since you're not a disciple of the Three Truths, you can draw your Penglai talismans as well."

Hai Shan glanced at the three Zhen people beside him, then slowly shook his head at Zhao Yan: "No."

Zhao Yan smiled slightly.

I assumed it was just a boy throwing a tantrum and was about to offer some words of advice.

But all that could be seen was Hai Shan's body surging with magical power.

Zhao Yan's expression changed drastically. "A natal divine ability?!"

Hai Shan's body surged with magical power, and the wind he generated made it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

In the eye of the wind, the boy with heterochromia frowned:

"I think Haishan is right."

"I am destined to be with the Three Truths."

[My Innate Divine Power: The Original Map of Mountains and Seas!]

A thought slowly arose in the young master of Penglai:

Is it possible that I am actually Sanzhen Haishan?

As soon as the thought arose, the magical aura emanating from Hai Shan's body suddenly changed, entering a mysterious and profound state.

Looking at the talisman in Zhao Yan's hand, Hai Shan muttered to himself,

"I see."

Zhao Yan was dumbfounded; he had sensed it.

Within that boy's body, a kind of ancient acupoint structure, not belonging to Penglai, was taking shape.

It wasn't a forced transformation, but rather it grew naturally—it simply appeared.

Moreover, his level of mastery in this practice was perhaps the highest in the entire venue?

"Three True Treasures?!!!"

Zhao Yan looked on in disbelief, and Jiang Mingzi exclaimed that it was outrageous.

Hai Shan picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

It was written in one stroke.

The brushstrokes are sharp and decisive, as if drawing a picture that has been drawn a thousand times before.

Hai Shan looked down at the talisman in his hand, his heterochromatic eyes curving slightly, and a smug smile playing on his lips:

"Let's call it the Three Truths Rejuvenating Talisman."

As he spoke, he handed the talisman in his hand to Zhao Yan:

"Teacher, please tell me how my drawing is?"

Zhao Yan took the talisman in disbelief, his wooden hands trembling slightly.

He looked at it over and over again several times, and then closed his eyes to carefully sense the fluctuations of magical power.

Then he opened his eyes, his voice trembling:

"This...this...although it only has about 80% of its original efficacy..."

"But it actually works?"

His gaze was fixed on Haishan, as if he wanted to see right through the boy.

This is not imitation.

This is true "manufacturing".

A disciple of Penglai used the Three Truths Borrowing Treasures Method to draw the magic talisman of Wangchuan Academy.

After finishing drawing the talisman, Hai Shan also exited that mysterious state.

Zhao Yan looked at the boy and sighed with some regret:

"Is it just an incomplete supernatural power after all?"

He looked up at Hai Shan: "Brother Penglai, can you still turn back into what you were just now?"

Hai Shan shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness:

"No. It seems... we'll have to wait a few hours."

Zhao Yan sighed, and the puppet's shoulders slumped slightly:

"That's true, after all, it's still an incomplete innate divine power."

He thought for a moment and suggested:

"If you were to use the Three Truths Borrowing Treasures Technique to carefully study the supernatural power pattern, you might be able to..."

"Perhaps it doesn't need to be that complicated."

Hai Shan shook his head, interrupting him.

Before the words were even finished, everyone felt the air around them tremble once more.

The magical energy fluctuations that had just subsided surged again, more intensely and violently than before.

Hai Shan raised his head and looked at Zhao Yan:

"Haishan felt—"

He tilted his head slightly, carefully examining the Supreme Being of the Thousand-Year-Old River of Oblivion, lost in thought:

"I have a connection with the River of Oblivion."

Zhao Yan: "???"