"Big brother, what are you doing?"
“What’s so good about this thing?”
"You've seen it a thousand times!"
Ling'er dragged out the last word and said exaggeratedly.
"Nonsense, I've only read it 9,932 times." Lin Yi picked up the jade slip again. It recorded the history of the Chinese people which could only be read by the chief elder of the Taizu Temple.
"... ... , the god was ten thousand feet tall, like a pillar of heaven and earth, speaking divine words. The Chinese lost all their magic power and could no longer sense spiritual power. It was not until three hundred years later that a cultivator appeared in our clan..."
Lin Yi's eyes were deep. He knew that the reason why the Chinese people could not practice cultivation was because of this divine man.
What kind of magical power must one have to be able to make an immortal lose all his power with just one sentence.
The legendary method of following intention.
As long as you think about it, you can mobilize the power of the universe without even condensing your vital energy.
"This is a great supernatural power." Lin Yi looked solemn.
"Moreover, it can make it difficult for a clan to produce outstanding cultivators for a thousand years. This kind of magic power is terrifying enough, but I believe the backlash is also very strong. If it weren't for the deep hatred and blood feud, it probably wouldn't be like this."
"The enemy of the Chinese? Who is that?"
Lin Yi fell into endless speculation, but he still couldn't figure it out, so he gave up.
"Big brother, whatever you are thinking about, Ling'er can help you think about it."
Ever since Lin Yi killed four Jindan masters last time, Ling'er has become Lin Yi's follower and would follow Lin Yi whenever she has free time.
The elders were also happy to do so, because Li you are the real lord, and a few casual suggestions from you would help Ling'er more than their thousands of words.
Lin Yi would occasionally give some pointers, but most of them were to point out the detours in cultivating immortals. Lin Yi did not say much about other things. In his opinion, cultivating immortals is about cultivating oneself, and only oneself knows best how to practice.
Other people can't help much unless they provide skills or magical treasures.
But these are all empty talk. It is because the cultivator is powerful that he can possess top-level spiritual treasures and techniques, not because he possesses top-level techniques and spiritual treasures that he becomes powerful.
Moreover, Lin Yi would not give away spiritual treasures and skills easily, otherwise Ling'er would get used to the feeling of quickly improving her combat effectiveness and would not be able to calm down and cultivate her Tao heart.
That's not worth it.
"I'm wondering how the universe came into being?" Lin Yi said casually, and sure enough, this question made Ling'er purse her lips and fall into deep thought.
Lin Yi shook his head slightly and strode into the other rooms of the Taizu Temple.
These rooms are filled with weapons, martial arts techniques and other things.
As for the skills, there are only a few Jindan level skills, and most of them are ordinary skills, because the powerful skills had been taken away by foreign races back then.
Compared to the martial arts, the weapons stored on the opposite side are even worse. At least there are a few martial arts that can be used, but these weapons are passed down from ancient times and have basically lost their spiritual power and become scrap metal.
The slightly better ones had already been distributed by the Taizu Temple. After all, the race almost no longer existed, so there was no point in keeping these treasures.
Of course, there are only a few quasi-spiritual treasures that are better, and most of them are ordinary spiritual weapons.
This was the third time that Lin Yi had stepped into this door. He stood at the door, inspected it, and was about to turn around and leave.
"Hey, there's still blood on that weapon. It must have been stained by our ancestors when they fought against foreign tribes." Ling'er pointed at a broken sword.