Dragon's Origin

Chapter 528: Breaking the Golden Hairpin Seal (Part 2)

Hearing that it was sealed, Old Daoist Lingxu was relieved. No wonder he couldn't feel any aura inside; it turned out to be a seal.

However, it was still a bit strange. What was the seal made of? A formation? But Old Daoist Lingxu still couldn't sense any formation aura on this broken golden hairpin. In fact, there wasn't even any spiritual energy on this hairpin at all. Could this be considered a seal?

"Do you find it strange?" Wang Sheng smiled. It was rare to see the old Daoist not understand something about cultivation. The old Daoist's expression was the best way for Wang Sheng to relax.

"Yes!" The old Daoist answered honestly.

"I can't really say what kind of method this is," Wang Sheng said, holding the golden hairpin, very frankly. "But I know how to unlock it. Help me protect me!"

In the Yuanhun space, the battle consciousness little people had been waiting anxiously. If Wang Sheng hadn't kept the two items in the ring, the battle consciousness little people wouldn't have been able to sense their aura. Wang Sheng guessed that the little people would have rioted long ago.

Now, just holding it for a moment, the battle consciousness little people couldn't wait and seemed to want to rush out of the Yuanhun space to do something. Unfortunately, they couldn't rush out, and they couldn't do anything. They could only fly up and down in Wang Sheng's Yuanhun space. When Wang Sheng didn't allow it, they couldn't do anything.

Finally, Wang Sheng issued the order to unlock the seal to the battle consciousness little people in the Yuanhun space. The sixty-four battle consciousness little people instantly merged into one in the Yuanhun space. Then, a powerful suction force came from the battle consciousness little people, directly transmitted out of the Yuanhun space, along Wang Sheng's arm, to the half golden hairpin.

Some indescribable things on the golden hairpin began to rush into the Yuanhun space along Wang Sheng's body, turning into a cloud of misty air. The battle consciousness little people seemed to have encountered the most enjoyable delicacy, and they absorbed the gas into their stomachs with intoxication.

This misty air was continuous and gurgling. Once it was absorbed by the battle consciousness little people, it couldn't be stopped. Even Wang Sheng himself was immersed in the feeling like cultivation.

In a trance, Wang Sheng seemed to see an extremely beautiful silhouette, sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her long, smooth hair stroke by stroke.

Wang Sheng couldn't see her face, only the silhouette, and he could only see her action of throwing her hair forward to comb it, and nothing more.

However, the beautiful woman's action of combing her hair contained a very comfortable temperament. It was clearly just a plain comb, but it always gave people a taste that could instantly calm the most anxious mood. As long as you looked at this back, Wang Sheng would no longer have to worry about anything, and feel that everything would be fine.

Calm, peaceful, tranquil, Wang Sheng's heart was now in such a comfortable state. What flying monsters, what the core of the Thousand Despair Land, what cultivation advancement, everything was thrown to the back of his mind, leaving only a kind of tranquility that allowed him to have no thoughts.

The action of throwing his head and waving his hands to comb his hair was so smooth and natural, it seemed to contain the profound meaning of heaven and earth. Wang Sheng didn't know how he came up with this illusion, but he just felt that way.

Subconsciously, Wang Sheng followed the woman's combing action and expanded to the principle of Tai Chi. What kind of action could be more in line with the way of heaven, and what kind of action could be smoother and softer. Even the fusion of Tai Chi and Daozang's mental method had new insights.

I don't know how long it took before the shadow of the woman combing her hair slowly faded and slowly disappeared. All the previous peaceful and beautiful feelings also began to leave Wang Sheng, and his consciousness returned to the Yuanhun space again.

The battle consciousness little people were still absorbing the aura, but the aura was very weak, almost non-existent. After persisting for a while, no more aura entered Wang Sheng's body.

Very rarely, the battle consciousness little people did not make any movements, but just stood there, motionless. Wang Sheng didn't know what happened, but he also knew that now was not the time to disturb the battle consciousness little people.

"Amazing!" As soon as Wang Sheng's consciousness withdrew from the Yuanhun space, Wang Sheng heard Old Daoist Lingxu's admiring voice.

"What's amazing?" Wang Sheng didn't know what had happened and asked casually.

"Didn't you feel it?" Old Daoist Lingxu asked strangely, "After you opened this seal, a very powerful aura remained on it. I seemed to see a woman with an unclear face combing her hair."

"I saw it too," Wang Sheng said quickly, "But I only felt peaceful! And it can be integrated with the principles of Tai Chi, I didn't feel it was powerful!"

"This is not powerful enough?" Old Daoist Lingxu asked in surprise, "I also felt that it gave me great inspiration in cultivation, but don't forget, what is she doing? She is not cultivating, just combing her hair."

"Is it integrating the extremely powerful martial arts principles into all aspects of life?" Wang Sheng thought for a while and asked, organizing his own words.

"That's right, that's the principle," Old Daoist Lingxu said excitedly, "That expert has integrated cultivation into life, life is cultivation, and cultivation is life. It can be said that whether she is eating, sleeping, or resting, she is cultivating. This is much better than us. I know the direction of cultivation next!"

For Old Daoist Lingxu, knowing his direction of cultivation was far more useful than getting a Phoenix Flight mental method or something. For him, an expert who has broken through the limits of common sense, a top-notch technique in the world may not be as good as a direction of cultivation.

Just a broken golden hairpin had already given Old Daoist Lingxu such insights. Now Old Daoist Lingxu could hardly wait to know what the long sword could bring him.

The more than 10,000 scrolls in the Supreme Treasure Collection may have recorded countless earth-shattering techniques, but they could not compare to the enlightenment that this phoenix hairpin brought to Old Daoist Lingxu. No wonder Wang Sheng would rather not care about those scrolls and try to get this phoenix hairpin and the long sword in his hands.

Wang Sheng now felt very good, unprecedentedly good, even better than a deep and full sleep. These were all brought to Wang Sheng by the woman's combing action. Suddenly, Wang Sheng thought of a question and asked, "How long has it been?"

"Uh?" Old Daoist Lingxu was stunned and suddenly realized that he couldn't answer Wang Sheng's question. Because he had just been immersed in that mysterious feeling and hadn't noticed the passage of time.