Beast Tamer: Super Lucky Starting Contract

As soon as this mysterious scene appeared, the young man in front of Yinlei Mansion was awakened again. He first looked at the Dao Fire, and then looked at the Qi and Power of Qi. His eyes gleamed, and he licked his lips subconsciously, but in the end he did nothing.

The transformation is irreversible. Bai Ze and Di Yan only have heads left, so they can only delay for a while.

Bai Ze used up his last bit of strength and rushed to the colorless "fire", trying to merge the ancestral spirit with himself and completely gain the recognition of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

"Ahhhh!" Bai Ze's chin was bare and he was wailing in pain.

Di Yan untied his crown, his hair was disheveled, he bit his lips tightly, and a low growl still escaped from his throat.

This is a greater pain than heavenly calamity and nirvana, but in order to fight for this glimmer of hope, they have to take a gamble.

If you lose, your soul will be scattered, but if you win, you can continue your life.

The incident happened so suddenly that Mo Xu didn't even have time to react. Seeing this, he could only add: "Shush, help them!"

Xiuxiu was also confused and said, "How can I help?"

Ah Bing was mumbling to himself, not caring about the matter: "It doesn't matter what happens, just don't come back to bother me again."

In fact, there was no need for them to do anything. Bai Ze was using his luck as power to complete this originally impossible ritual.

Shan Hai Jing is the ancestral beast tamer, and the scripture of the first beast tamer. The bones of the book have been lost, and the spirit of the ancestral instrument was shattered in ancient times. To master this scripture is tantamount to reshaping the bones and spirit.

That is to say, Di Yan was an emperor-level existence during his lifetime, and with the combination of luck and thunder, a brief possibility appeared.

The torn pages rolled out one by one, and Di Yan and Bai Ze gradually faded away. They could no longer make any sound and almost returned to nothingness.

The lucky leaf grasped the only way to survive in despair. The power of luck moved the mantra paper, and ancient characters emerged. They suddenly suppressed the sacrificial furnace and preserved the last bit of light of life.

Di Yan had obtained the Zhenyan Paper for many years. Although he had never truly mastered it, there was some bond between them. With the blessing of luck, there was actually a trend of fusion.

In the dead souls of Di Yan and Bai Ze, there is an immortal aura waiting to burst forth.

When the mantra paper got close to the colorless Taoist fire, it was burned and some liquid droplets oozed out, as if it couldn't bear it. It was really against the will of heaven.

Fortunately, the more outrageous something is, the less tolerated it is in the world. The five-colored fire only lasted for about thirty breaths, and it went out after Bai Ze's beard burned out.

New life was seen in the ashes, and the remaining spirit of the ancestral weapon turned into paper, covering Di Yan and Bai Ze one after another.

"This looks like a cocoon?" Mo Xu's eyes flashed with surprise.

The cocoon broke into a slight crack, which turned into millions of flying papers, and then piled up layer by layer to form a brand new Bai Ze and Di Yan.

All the ancient symbols on the mantra paper glowed together, cheering for the birth of the new spirit.

Bai Ze let out a long roar towards the sky, and Di Yan beside him revealed his true face for the first time. He had a thin face, and although he was not handsome, he had an elegant temperament.

"I've actually helped you find a way out. It seems like there will be another Shinto master in the world soon." In front of Yin Lei's mansion, the young man congratulated him, but his tone did not reveal any sincerity.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. Who isn't seeking for something?" Di Yan asked with a smile.

The young man hugged the electric rat and walked back into the mansion. The central area slowly returned to its original appearance when the lightning was shining brightly.

Bai Ze completely merged with the spirit of the weapon, waved his hand to grab the mantra paper, and created a safe zone in the lightning.

"I can be reborn this time, thanks to your help." Di Yan turned around and thanked Mo Xu: "The power of luck is a miracle."

"You are too polite, senior." Mo Xu sighed in his heart at the same time. This was a great man in history who had survived the calamity of the great emperor, and he was reborn just like that.

At a time when the world is undergoing great changes, this is undoubtedly a great thing for the human race.

"Let's stop talking nonsense, it's time to go!" Di Yan nodded at Bai Ze.

"Let's go!" Bai Ze, carrying the mantra paper, suddenly penetrated the stagnant space channel and saw a hole.

It swept Mo Xu, Xiu Xiu and Abing into it.

The passage closed, and in just a moment, they crossed most of China and arrived at another area.

"Is this the Emperor's Cave that the big sister talked about?" After Mo Xu stood firm, he felt that it was very dark here and the vision was extremely poor.

Bai Ze used his extraordinary factor and placed it on the top of the cave, illuminating all directions.

This is called a cave, but it is more like a grotto. The four walls are flat, showing traces of artificial carving.

"There's no one on duty. It seems the focus of protection is all up there." Mo Xu said to himself.

In the middle of the cave, there are two stone slabs, one of which contains the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and the other has a broken sword inserted in it.

"Ancestral scriptures!" Di Yan was indescribably excited.

Now, not only can he return to oneness with his ancestral scriptures, but he can also use them to rebuild his divine way. In the future, he may even be able to transcend from the spirit of the weapon.

Mo Xu glanced through the Classic of Mountains and Seas and quickly turned his attention to the other side.

He remembered that when he first joined the Adventurer's Association, Yun Man said that the Classic of Mountains and Seas and a broken sword had been unearthed in the Emperor's Cave, but they had not yet discovered what the broken sword was.

The broken sword had rusted, the lower end had sunk into the stone, the hilt had mostly decayed, and the remaining part was covered with a thick layer of lime.

"Two seniors, do you know what this broken sword is?" Mo Xu asked.

It’s not that Di Yan and Bai Ze didn’t notice it, but the sword was so badly damaged that there was no sign of anything extraordinary left.

"I really can't tell. It must be something from later times." Di Yan spoke after observing it carefully.

"Could it be the property of the person who collected all the Classic of Mountains and Seas?" Mo Xu asked. He thought of a person, the emperor who killed all the extraordinary people, and his monster was a giant sword.

"It's possible, but with the passage of time, this thing is no longer as good as ordinary iron, just like the ancestral scripture has lost its spirit and bones." Di Yan didn't take it seriously because he really couldn't see anything.

"Really?" Mo Xu didn't quite believe it. If it was really the emperor's monster, it might not die so easily.

"Swish, swish, go and weigh this sword."

He rushed over and was about to pull out the Sword in the Stone as coolly as in the anime, but it broke as soon as it touched.

The hilt of the sword fell on the stone slab with a clang. Perhaps because of the rust, the sound of the impact was not crisp.

"Ah!" Xiu Xiu stopped her hand, a little embarrassed: "I didn't damage the cultural relics, it's all the responsibility of the beastmaster, don't blame me!"

"Is it really broken?" Mo Xu was also a little dumbfounded. This plot was not right.

Shouldn't it be normal that an iron sword that doesn't look extraordinary is actually extremely strong and can cut through metal like mud?

If people knew about the cultural relics in the emperor's cave, they wouldn't be able to afford the compensation even if they sold them.

Di Yan shook his head and chuckled. This sword might have been extraordinary once, but it is indeed in tatters now.

The mantra paper had returned to its normal size and was held in his hand as he and Bai Ze walked closer to the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

"Ancestor Scripture, return to oneness!"