Chapter 416: Chapter 358: The Flesh Descends, Muu Emperor’s Chronicles
The World in the Pot.
Everyone gathered around Song Lin, watching as he carved the Treasure Seal using thunderstruck wood.
The Treasure Seal was a talisman, engraved with 120 characters. As the seal was completed, the wooden seal emitted radiant Divine Light.
Nearby were Zhengxin and Mei Hua.
Not far away, the Two Provinces, Five Jungles, and the Three Capitals and Five Masters were spectating.
Even Zhonghuang Zi had stepped out of his retreat to join the crowd in watching Song Lin’s carving.
The Treasure Seal was named the Taiqing Yellow Divine Seal. Song Lin had previously used this seal as a temporary introductory spellcasting configuration.
Soon, two Taiqing Yellow Divine Seals were carved.
Song Lin then held the Nine Elders Immortal Capital Seal to perform the consecration.
"Both of you, please drip a drop of essence blood onto it."
Song Lin spoke to Zhengxin and Mei Hua.
At his words, the two dripped their essence blood onto the seal.
The Yellow Divine Seal emitted a faint glow before dimming, the blood absorbed into it.
Zhengxin closed his eyes and pondered deeply. In the depths of his consciousness, a new sensation emerged. Upon closer inspection, it was twelve talismans.
The Five Mountains True Form Map, 72 Transformations, Thunder Skill, Taoist Soldiers, swordsmanship, protective Divine Texts, Ghost Killing, Imperial Decree.
A total of twelve talismans.
A significant portion he could easily wield, while the rest required further cultivation.
It was the same for Master Mei Hua.
"These are extraordinary treasures. We old-timers who devote ourselves solely to Taoist Skills finally have some additional techniques."
Mei Hua exclaimed with a laugh.
Mei Hua was even more unfit compared to Zhengxin. While Zhengxin was at least a latecomer, having previously cultivated sharp Curse Killing Skills, Mei Hua had focused on Divination Skill from the very beginning.
Compared to cultivators of Killing Skills, he was obviously weaker, often relying on Magic Treasures for offense.
Now that he had talismanic magic, his repertoire of offensive techniques naturally expanded.
"Not everyone can cultivate the 72 Transformations, but the Five Mountains True Form Map is mandatory. That’s the only way to withstand the Heavenly Master’s Taiyue Dao."
Song Lin remarked.
After his previous battle with Tianhe, Song Lin had a rough understanding of Taiyue Dao.
It seemed similar to the Five Mountains True Form Map but was missing one or two dimensions.
Song Lin suspected it lacked the Mountain Form and Mountain Bones’ divinity, as this realm lacked a true Taishan.
Although many mountain ranges bore the name Taishan, most were named after myths.
The Five Mountains True Form Map, however, was a complete representation of the Five Mountains. Painting this map brought forth the essence of the Five Mountains, enabling it to counter Taiyue Dao.
Thus, Tianhe’s reliance on the Heavenly Master’s Dao was utterly ineffective against them.
For now, it merely served as a countermeasure, nullifying Taiyue Dao. In the future, with stronger cultivation, it might even allow them to strike back.
Soon enough, Song Lin distributed Dharma Seals to the various experts one by one.
As the crowd dispersed, Song Lin began summarizing his experiences.
"I hadn’t expected that this Cloud Seal magic could actually be used by others."
This discovery had surprised Song Lin.
The Cloud Seal was the cornerstone of talismans, the symbolic representation of the Great Dao.
As an established talismanic system reliant on the magic seal impartation system, everyone within this system could utilize these talismanic spells.
This was because Song Lin had personally authorized it.
It meant that in the future, his disciples could wield even more formidable powers.
And this was just the beginning. In some worlds where Taoist practices flourished, even ordinary Taoists could summon Heavenly Gods to descend.
In the Western Ocean Record, Heavenly Master Zhang achieved exactly this.
With cultivation at the Purple Mansion level, he could directly access the Heavenly Court at will, summoning the Four Marshals and Heavenly Soldiers and Generals whenever needed. At moments of crisis, he could even communicate with the Grandmaster to invoke Divine Power.
In such worlds, being a Taoist was truly comfortable. As long as one had received the liturgy and had background support from the Heavenly Court, demons and ghosts would generally avoid confrontation.
This was precisely Song Lin’s ultimate aspiration.
Of course, his disciples weren’t completely freeloading on his talismanic magic.
In truth, they were using talismans a tier below the Cloud Seals, naturally with reduced potency.
Song Lin hadn’t yet fully tapped into the potential of his seals.
Not only did he need to wield them effectively, but he also had to incorporate more information and develop their power to even greater heights.
Once the Twelve Cloud Seals were perfected, he could attempt to cross the wind tribulation.
Crossing the wind tribulation would elevate the strength of his physical body, soul, and mana, as these aspects would be baptized by the Heavenly Tribulation.
By then, he could aim to initiate the twenty-four cloud seal system.
As this system became complete, the spells Song Lin unleashed in battle would increase significantly, reaching the stage where a single talisman could unleash myriad spells.
Furthermore, the sect would establish a new talismanic lineage, completely replacing prior frameworks like swordsmanship and Taoist Soldiers. It would become even more comprehensive, involving every individual, where every Taoist would hold dual roles, skilled in both magic seal and talisman.
This innovation was a distinctive feature of the Donghua Jungle.
His upcoming goals were cultivation, tribulation crossing, and alchemy.
This pertained to internal refinement.
Externally, he aimed to stabilize the Donghua Alliance while gradually eroding the influence of other Holy Might Taoist Schools.
Zhonghuang Zi’s mastery of magic was nearly complete, seemingly on the cusp of breaking through to the Primordial Spirit stage, signaling the beginning of comprehensive retaliation.
Yet, Song Lin’s sights were set far beyond this.
The Taoist School was too limited, confined to a single province of land with a mere eighty to ninety million inhabitants.
He should instead aim for the Taoist Alliance, the entirety of Wu Country, and eventually even the Human Clan and Demon Clan.
These entities represented theoretical future adversaries. Of course, the immediate priority was to integrate with them.
Reflecting on this, Song Lin summoned personnel from the Evil Exorcism Altar and Wu Yi.
First was Wu Yi.
"How’s the situation with the court?"
"The outlook is promising. This disciple has joined the Eighth Prince’s faction and gained their support. I’ve solidified my position within the court. By the way, most members of the Eighth Prince’s faction have already joined the Yinghua School."
"Excellent. Has the Eighth Prince said anything?"
"They’re quite confident. They’ve intentionally let me wield authority, aiming to groom me as an academic leader and a paragon for scholars across the nation."
In summary, the Eighth Prince sought to shape Wu Yi into an idol devoid of real power, using him to win over the allegiance of poor scholars.
Naturally, their primary target wasn’t solely the poor families, so they allowed Wu Yi’s reputation among them to grow unchecked.
"Proceed according to plan, and don’t neglect your cultivation."
"Understood, Master."
Wu Yi withdrew.
Song Lin then turned his attention to Xiangling.
"The Overseas Immortal Island hasn’t been exposed, has it?"
"No, seventy Hidden Pulse inheritors have largely entered Divine Establishment."
"Good. Continue recruiting, expanding the numbers to one thousand. Let Taoist Zhengxin assist in selection. It’s better to compromise on talent than on loyalty."
"Understood."
After finishing all the arrangements, Song Lin closed his eyes in contemplation, nurturing his Heart God.
Roughly six years had passed since he last opened a new world.
It wasn’t an intentional delay, but rather the natural rhythm of cultivation.
Sometimes, a session of meditation could span decades or even centuries.
Now that he had some downtime, the opportunity to open a new world had emerged.
Song Lin summoned the blood-red Monster Chronicles, slitting his palm to extract essence blood.
The skies began to manifest blood-red patterns.
Whoosh!
"I return to the Eastern Land, in harmony with Zhuxia."
"May all lives be equal, and gaze upon me."
"In three years, wildness shall be restored."
[World]: Muu Emperor’s Chronicles
[Thirty-Six Heavens]: Mountain Sea Primordial World.
[Time Flow Speed]: One to thirty, one to one year, one to forty-nine years.
[Descent]: Physical Body
[Category]: Near Ancient Myth, Taoist Myth, Buddhist Myth, Myth of Classic of Mountains and Seas.
[System]: Western Kunlun God System, Eastern Penglai Divine System, Shan Hai Multigenic Divine System.