zhè ge tuī duàn bìng bù nán 。
这个推断并不难。
This deduction wasn't difficult.
lín xuān yào xiǎng bàn fǎ zhǎo dào lìng yí gè chǔ wù dài 。
林轩要想办法找到另一个储物袋。
Lin Xuan needed to find another storage bag.
bú shì wèi fǎ bǎo ， yě bú shì wèi lǐ miàn kě néng yǒu de liàn qì cái liào ， ér shì yù tǒng jiǎn 。
不是为法宝，也不是为里面可能有的炼器材料，而是玉筒简。
Not for treasure artifacts or the alchemy materials inside, but specifically the jade cylinder.
zài xiū zhēn jiè ， zhèn fǎ shī kě shì bǐ liàn dān shù gèng jiā xī yǒu de zhí yè ， qiě bì zhǒu zì zhēn ， zài fāng shì zhōng ， zhǐ yào yǒu jīng shí ， zǒng hái néng mǎi dào yī xiē cū qiǎn de liàn dān shù 。
在修真界，阵法师可是比炼丹术更加稀有的职业，且敝帚自珍，在坊市中，只要有晶石，总还能买到一些粗浅的炼丹术。
In the cultivation world, arraymasters were even rarer than pill refiners. Although they cherished their knowledge, in markets, one could still buy basic alchemy techniques with crystals.
dàn yǔ zhèn fǎ yǒu guān de zī liào ， què jué wú jǐn yǒu ， zuì duō yě jiù yǒu yī xiē lā jī de zhèn fú chū shòu 。
但与阵法有关的资料，却绝无仅有，最多也就有一些垃圾的阵符出售。
But regarding array techniques, there was virtually nothing available, only some worthless array talismans sold at most.
duì yú cǐ dào ， lín xuān xīn yí yǐ jiǔ ， yǎn qián jī huì zì rán bú huì cuò guò ， kě duì fāng de chǔ wù dài bù zhī dào cáng nǎ lǐ qù le ……
对于此道，林轩心仪已久，眼前机会自然不会错过，可对方的储物袋不知道藏哪里去了……
For this path, Lin Xuan had long harbored a desire, so he wouldn't miss the current opportunity. But where could the other storage bag be?
lín xuān náo le náo tóu ， yǎn zhōng shǎn guò yī lǚ yì sè ， jiān tóu wēi dǒu ， hún shēn hēi máng shǎn guò ， zhěng gè rén de qì xī dōu biàn dé guǐ yì qǐ lái le 。
林轩挠了挠头，眼中闪过一缕异色，肩头微抖，浑身黑芒闪过，整个人的气息都变得诡异起来了。
Lin Xuan scratched his head, an odd color flashing in his eyes as his shoulders trembled and black light flickered across his body, making him seem eerie.
zhè yīn yáng jué què shí miào yòng wú qióng 。
这阴阳诀确实妙用无穷。
The Yin-Yang Art indeed had endless uses.
lín xuān yǐ shǒu zuò zhǎo ， xū kōng yī zhuā ， yī tuán qī hēi rú mò bān de guǐ wù píng kōng chū xiàn ， jiāng liǎng jù xiū shì de yí hái bāo guǒ zài qí jiān 。
林轩以手做爪，虚空一抓，一团漆黑如墨般的鬼雾凭空出现，将两具修士的遗骸包裹在其间。
With a hand gesture, Lin Xuan reached out into the air. A dark, ink-like ghost mist appeared, enveloping two deceased cultivators' remains.
lín xuān liǎn shàng xiàn chū níng zhòng zhī sè ， shuāng shǒu qiā jué ， niàn niàn yǒu cí ， shēn tǐ zhōu wéi de yīn hán zhī qì piāo hū bù zhǐ ……
林轩脸上现出凝重之色，双手掐诀，念念有词，身体周围的阴寒之气飘忽不止……
Lin Xuan's face turned serious as he formed hand seals and muttered incantations, the surrounding cold aura swirling around him...
shǎo qǐng ， qí zhōng yí gè kū lóu tóu fēi le guò lái ， zài lín xuān miàn qián tíng xià 。
少顷，其中一个骷髅头飞了过来，在林轩面前停下。
Soon, one of the skulls flew over to his side, a look of joy appearing on his face. With a mental command, the green ghost claw scooped up an object and returned.
gèng duō dì hēi qì cóng lín xuān shēn shàng mào chū 。 jiāng nà ge kū lóu tóu bāo guǒ 。 bàn suí zhe qī lì dì guǐ hǒu 。 yī lǚ cán hún cóng nà kū lóu tóu dì tiān líng gài zhōng fēi chū lái le 。
更多地黑气从林轩身上冒出。将那个骷髅头包裹。伴随着凄厉地鬼吼。一缕残魂从那骷髅头地天灵盖中飞出来了。
Holding the jade cylinder in his hands, Lin Xuan looked at the deep hole carved by the green ghost claw, which was several dozen feet deep. He wondered how the arraymaster had hidden it away before his death and what purpose this act served.
lín xuān liǎn shàng lù chū xǐ sè 。 qū zhǐ yī dàn 。 yī dào hēi sè dì guāng dài jiāng juǎn le huí lái 。
林轩脸上露出喜色。屈指一弹。一道黑色地光带将卷了回来。
With a delighted heart, Lin Xuan delved into the contents of the jade cylinder with his divine sense.
cǐ kè lín xuān shī zhǎn dì shì 《 xuán mó zhēn jīng 》 zhōng suǒ jì zǎi dì mì fǎ 。
此刻林轩施展地是《玄魔真经》中所记载地秘法。
The璇玑心得!
bù kuì shì mó dào dì yī rén suǒ xiū liàn dì shén tōng 。 lǐ miàn dì zhǒng zhǒng mì shù dào le lìng rén fěi yí suǒ sī dì dì bù 。
不愧是魔道第一人所修炼地神通。里面地种种秘术到了令人匪夷所思地地步。
Just reading the first four characters, Lin Xuan's face showed surprise. Could it be...
bǐ rú shuō yì bān zhèng dào dì gōng fǎ lǐ 。 suī rán yě yǒu dú qǔ rén jì yì dì sōu hún zhī shù 。 dàn yě jiù duì huó rén huò gāng gāng sǐ qù dì shēng líng yǒu yòng 。 ér 《 xuán mó zhēn jīng 》 zhōng dì mì fǎ 。 què kě yǐ píng jiè yī jié hái gǔ 。 jiù jiāng cǐ rén shēng qián dì yī xiē cán cún jì yì dú chū 。
比如说一般正道地功法里。虽然也有读取人记忆地搜魂之术。但也就对活人或刚刚死去地生灵有用。而《玄魔真经》中地秘法。却可以凭借一截骸骨。就将此人生前地一些残存记忆读出。
He continued reading, suppressing his excitement.
qí shí yě méi yǒu shén me hào qí guài dì 。 rén yǒu sān hún liù pò 。 sǐ hòu yào duò rù yōu míng dì fǔ 。 dàn zǒng yǒu yī lǚ cán hún jì cún zài shēng qián dì qū tǐ shàng 。 shě bù dé lí kāi 。
其实也没有什么好奇怪地。人有三魂六魄。死后要堕入幽冥地府。但总有一缕残魂寄存在生前地躯体上。舍不得离开。
After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan withdrew his divine sense and placed the jade cylinder in his storage bag before walking forward.
cǐ mì shù de yuán lǐ jiù shì jiāng zhè cán hún zhǎo chū lái 。
此秘术的原理就是将这残魂找出来。
Despite his calm expression, he was overjoyed inside. He had only read about a thousand characters, all introducing the owner of the jade cylinder. He originally thought it would be just an ordinary arraymaster, but to his surprise, it was someone so renowned.
dāng rán ， rén sǐ dé yě bù néng tài jiǔ ， rú guǒ guò le bǎi nián ， cán hún huì zì jǐ xiāo sàn 。
当然，人死得也不能太久，如果过了百年，残魂会自己消散。
The璇玑散人!
lín xuān kàn zhe bèi guǐ wù suǒ kùn zhù de lǜ sè guāng diǎn ， jǐn yǒu zhǐ tou nà me dà ， míng xiǎn líng zhì yǐ shī 。 dàn yuàn hái yǒu shēng qián de jì yì 。
林轩看着被鬼雾所困住的绿色光点，仅有指头那么大，明显灵智已失。但愿还有生前的记忆。
Thirty years ago, this name would have echoed throughout Youzhou among cultivators...
lín xuān kǒu zhōng niàn niàn yǒu cí ， fàng chū shén shí ……
林轩口中念念有词，放出神识……
The top arraymaster in Youzhou.
bàn xiǎng ， lín xuān hún shēn hēi máng yī liǎn ， yòu biàn dé zhèng qì lǐn rán ， nà suǒ yú hún pò de jì yì suī rán cán quē bù quán ， hǎo zài dǎo zhǎo chū le yù tǒng jiǎn 。
半响，林轩浑身黑芒一敛，又变得正气凛然，那所余魂魄的记忆虽然残缺不全，好在倒找出了玉筒简。
Although he was a lone practitioner, he was highly respected by the major sects of Youzhou. Even when the Three Great Sects' protective arrays needed repair or improvement, they would seek his help. His array disks and flags were extremely sought after, rivaling the popularity of the Spirit Drug Mountain.
lín xuān zhuǎn guò tóu ， kàn le yī yǎn zuǒ cè dì shān bì ， hēi qī qī de ， nǎi shì tiě shí 。
林轩转过头，看了一眼左侧地山壁，黑漆漆的，乃是铁石。
Arraymasters were also revered figures!
cǐ wù yǔ fán jiān de jīng tiě yìng dù xiāng sì 。 duì yú xiū zhēn lái shuō ， què méi yǒu shén me yòng tú ， bù guò lín xuān cóng yī běn shū shàng kàn dào guò 。 tiě shí hái yǒu píng bì shén shí tàn cè de xiào guǒ ， kě xī bú shì hěn míng xiǎn ， gù ér róng yì bèi hū lüè 。
此物与凡间的精铁硬度相似。对于修真来说，却没有什么用途，不过林轩从一本书上看到过。铁石还有屏蔽神识探测的效果，可惜不是很明显，故而容易被忽略。
Even the senior elders of the Three Great Sects, those powerful Incarnate Soul cultivators, treated him as an equal. This alone showed how highly he was esteemed.
lüè yī chén yín ， lín xuān xū kōng yī zhuā ， yī zhī jù dà de qīng sè guǐ zhǎo ， hěn hěn de zhā jìn le tiě shí lǐ miàn 。
略一沉吟，林轩虚空一抓，一只巨大的青色鬼爪，狠狠的扎进了铁石里面。
Usually, arraymasters didn't have high cultivation levels. In the myriad arts of cultivation, this path was renowned for its vast depth and complexity, making it difficult to master. However, this person was a genius who could apply his knowledge broadly. He was the only Incarnate Soul cultivator in thousands of years to successfully condense his essence.
hōng lōng lóng jù xiǎng chuán chū ， cǐ wù suī yìng ， dàn zài lín xuān de xiān shù miàn qián ， què yǒu rú dòu fǔ 。 bù yī huì er ， shān bì shàng jiù bèi kāi le yí gè shēn bú jiàn dǐ de dà dòng 。
轰隆隆巨响传出，此物虽硬，但在林轩的仙术面前，却有如豆腐。不一会儿，山壁上就被开了一个深不见底的大洞。
The jade cylinder Lin Xuan held contained all that the璇玑散人 had learned throughout his life, especially valuable because each array technique came with his insights and comments.
lín xuān jiāng shén shí tàn rù qí zhōng ， shǎo qǐng ， liǎn shàng chū xiàn le yī sī xǐ sè ， yì niàn dòng chù ， qīng sè guǐ zhǎo guǒ zhe yī wù fēi huí lái le 。
林轩将神识探入其中，少顷，脸上出现了一丝喜色，意念动处，青色鬼爪裹着一物飞回来了。
This was a stroke of luck; its value rivaled that of the Yumen Cold Iron.
shǒu zhōng wò zhe yù tǒng ， kàn le yī yǎn nà yóu qīng sè guǐ zhǎo kāi pì chū lái de dà dòng ， zú yǒu qī bā zhàng shēn ， yě bù zhī dào dāng chū nà zhèn fǎ shī shì rú hé jiāng cáng jìn qù dì 。 gèng bù míng bái duì fāng lín sǐ zhī qián zhè me zuò yòu yǒu hé yì yì 。
手中握着玉筒，看了一眼那由青色鬼爪开辟出来的大洞，足有七八丈深，也不知道当初那阵法师是如何将藏进去地。更不明白对方临死之前这么做又有何意义。
Lin Xuan moved forward silently. He didn't want Mo Mang to take all the credit for finding such treasure.
lín xuān xǐ zī zī de jiāng shén shí chén rù yù tǒng jiǎn 。
林轩喜滋滋的将神识沉入玉筒简。
Following the map's directions, Lin Xuan passed through several forks before arriving at an expansive space.
xuán jī xīn dé ！
璇玑心得！
The towering cliffs on both sides were thousands of feet high, giving a grand appearance.
jǐn jǐn kàn le kāi piān de sì gè zì lín xuān liǎn shàng jiù lù chū le jīng yà zhī sè ， nán dào ……
仅仅看了开篇的四个字林轩脸上就露出了惊讶之色，难道……
Mo Mang stood motionless in front of one cliff face. Hearing footsteps, he turned his head.
yā yì zhe xǐ yuè dì xīn qíng jì xù wǎng xià dú 。
压抑着喜悦地心情继续往下读。
"Brother Mo, what's wrong?" Lin Xuan glanced at the cliff.
yī zhǎn chá yǐ hòu ， lín xuān shōu huí shén shí ， jiāng yù tǒng jiǎn fàng rù chǔ wù dài lǐ ， rán hòu mài bù xiàng qián zǒu qù 。
一盏茶以后，林轩收回神识，将玉筒简放入储物袋里，然后迈步向前走去。
"This place should be where ancient cultivators stored their treasures, but I can't open it," Mo Mang shook his head with a look of helplessness on his face.
suī rán liǎn shàng de shén sè píng jìng yǐ jí ， dàn lín xuān de xīn qíng què shì kuáng xǐ 。
虽然脸上的神色平静以极，但林轩的心情却是狂喜。
"I'll take a look." Lin Xuan approached and indeed saw a massive stone door blocking the way. He felt its surface; it was cold and unremarkable. Using force to push it didn't budge.
tā jǐn jǐn kàn le qiān yú zì ， quán dōu shì duì yú yù tǒng jiǎn zhǔ rén shēn fèn de jiè shào ， yuán běn tā yǐ wéi duì fāng zhǐ shì yī wèi pǔ tōng de zhèn fǎ shī ， nǎ zhī dào què shì zhè yàng de dà míng dǐng dǐng 。
他仅仅看了千余字，全都是对于玉筒简主人身份的介绍，原本他以为对方只是一位普通的阵法师，哪知道却是这样的大名鼎鼎。
Lin Xuan tilted his head, thinking for a moment before retracting his hand and lightly tapping with a finger. A sword energy shot out.
xuán jī sàn rén ！
璇玑散人！
The blue light on the stone door flickered, revealing a layer of blue glow that easily dispersed the sword energy.
rú guǒ fàng zài sān shí nián qián 。 duì yú yōu zhōu de xiū xiān 。 zhè jué duì shì yí gè rú léi guàn ěr de míng zì ……
如果放在三十年前。对于幽州的修仙。这绝对是一个如雷贯耳的名字……
Lin Xuan frowned but wasn't surprised. He extended his hand again, palm glowing with pale golden Yang Essence Fire.
yōu zhōu zhèn fǎ shī zhōng de dì yī rén 。
幽州阵法师中的第一人。
"Brother Lin, it won't work. I've already tried every method before you came, and none worked on this strange restriction. It could be an Incarnate Soul cultivator or one of our transformed predecessors," Mo Mang sighed, sounding resigned.
tā suī rán shì sàn xiū ， rán ér què bèi shòu yōu zhōu gè dà mén pài dì zūn jìng 。
他虽然是散修，然而却备受幽州各大门派地尊敬。
Although they had ulterior motives, they still needed to cooperate for the sake of finding the treasure. Lin Xuan trusted Mo Mang's words but wanted to test it anyway.
jiù suàn shì zhèng dào sān jù tóu de hù pài dà zhèn chū le wèn tí 。 yě shì qǐng tā xiū shàn gǎi jìn 。
就算是正道三巨头的护派大阵出了问题。也是请他修缮改进。
He pressed his palm with the Yang Essence Fire towards the stone door.
tā suǒ zhì zuò de zhèn pán zhèn qí ， gèng shì jí duān qiǎng shǒu de dōng xī ， cǐ rén chī xiāng de chéng dù ， yǔ líng yào shān xiāng bǐ ， yě háo bù xùn sè 。
他所制作的阵盘阵旗，更是极端抢手的东西，此人吃香的程度，与灵药山相比，也毫不逊色。
Before touching it, the strange blue light appeared again, intertwining with the golden glow...
zhèn fǎ shī běn lái yě shì dì wèi chāo rán de cún zài ó ！
阵法师本来也是地位超然的存在哦！
Lin Xuan felt a powerful force on his hand.
shèn zhì sān jù tóu de tài shàng zhǎng lǎo ， nà jǐ wèi yuán yīng qī de lǎo guài wù dōu yǔ xuán jī sàn rén píng bèi lùn jiāo ， yóu cǐ yì diǎn ， zú kě jiàn tā shòu zhòng shì de chéng dù 。
甚至三巨头的太上长老，那几位元婴期的老怪物都与璇玑散人平辈论交，由此一点，足可见他受重视的程度。
With a loud bang, he was pushed back. His spirit energy flowed through him as he barely managed to neutralize the impact. A look of shock appeared in his eyes.
tōng cháng ， zhèn fǎ shī xiū wèi dōu bú shì hěn gāo ， zài xiū zhēn bǎi yì zhōng ， cǐ dào běn jiù yǐ bó dà jīng shēn wén míng ， xiǎng yào jīng tōng zhèn fǎ ， xiū liàn dì shí jiān zì rán bù duō ， rán ér cǐ rén què shì tiān cái ， duì yú zhèn fǎ yī dào ， néng gòu jǔ yī fǎn sān 。
通常，阵法师修为都不是很高，在修真百艺中，此道本就以博大精深闻名，想要精通阵法，修炼地时间自然不多，然而此人却是天才，对于阵法一道，能够举一反三。
This clearly wasn't an array but some ancient cultivator's extraordinary restriction.
tā yě shì shù qiān nián lái ， yōu zhōu wéi yī yī wèi níng dān chéng gōng de zhèn fǎ shī 。
他也是数千年来，幽州唯一一位凝丹成功的阵法师。
More bizarrely, it had remained intact for over a million years.
lín xuān shǒu zhōng de yù tǒng jiǎn ， jiù shì xuán jī sàn rén shēng píng suǒ xué ， yóu qí bǎo guì de shì ， lǐ miàn de měi yī zhǒng zhèn fǎ ， dōu yǒu tā de diǎn píng xīn dé 。
林轩手中的玉筒简，就是璇玑散人生平所学，尤其宝贵的是，里面的每一种阵法，都有他的点评心得。
It could be broken with brute force, but at least Condensation Core后期 cultivation was required.
zhè yī cì suàn shì jiǎn dào bǎo le ， cǐ wù de jià zhí ， sī háo bù bǐ yōu míng hán tiě xùn sè 。
这一次算是捡到宝了，此物的价值，丝毫不比幽冥寒铁逊色。
Even if he and that demon worked together, they would need months to do so.
lín xuān bù dòng shēng sè ， kuài bù xiàng qián zǒu qù le ， gāng cái dān gē le nà me jiǔ ， kě bù yào ràng mò mǎng dú tūn le bǎo wù 。
林轩不动声色，快步向前走去了，刚才耽搁了那么久，可不要让莫莽独吞了宝物。
Lin Xuan didn't want to delay. He wondered about Tian Xiaojian's current state; if the boy had died, it wouldn't matter, but if he survived and returned here, even bringing the Extreme Demon Sovereign, finding the treasure might be impossible.
àn zhào dì tú shàng de jì zǎi ， chuān guò shù tiáo chà lù ， lín xuān lái dào le yī kuān guǎng wú bǐ de kōng jiān 。
按照地图上的记载，穿过数条岔路，林轩来到了一宽广无比的空间。
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's face turned grim.
liǎng páng shì dǒu qiào dì shān bì ， yī yǎn wàng qù ， zú yǒu shù qiān zhàng gāo ， xiǎn de qì shì páng bó yǐ jí 。
两旁是陡峭地山壁，一眼望去，足有数千丈高，显得气势磅礴以极。
At that moment, he noticed some strange small characters beside the stone door.
ér mò mǎng zhàn zài yī chù shān bì dì miàn qián ， yī dòng bù dòng ， fǎng ruò dāi 。
而莫莽站在一处山壁地面前，一动不动，仿若呆。
The script was small; one would need to be very observant to notice them.
tīng jiàn jiǎo bù shēng ， mò mǎng zhuǎn guò le tóu lái 。
听见脚步声，莫莽转过了头来。
Lin Xuan approached closely. Mo Mang looked surprised and joined him but then showed confusion: "These aren't our demon scripts. I don't recognize them."
“ mò xiōng ， zěn me le ？” lín xuān dǎ liàng le qián miàn de shān bì yī yǎn 。
“莫兄，怎么了？”林轩打量了前面的山壁一眼。
Lin Xuan didn't speak, carefully examining the characters, his expression shifting between worry and joy.
“ zhè lǐ yīng gāi shì gǔ xiū shì chǔ cáng bǎo wù dì dì fāng zhī yī ， kě wǒ què méi yǒu bàn fǎ jiāng qí kāi qǐ 。” mò mǎng yáo le yáo tóu ， liǎn shàng lù chū yī sī wú nài zhī sè 。
“这里应该是古修士储藏宝物地地方之一，可我却没有办法将其开启。”莫莽摇了摇头，脸上露出一丝无奈之色。
"Brother Lin, do you recognize these?"
“ wǒ kàn kàn 。” lín xuān zǒu dào jìn qián ， guǒ rán yǒu yī shàn jù dà de shí mén dǎng zài qián miàn 。
“我看看。”林轩走到近前，果然有一扇巨大的石门挡在前面。
"I can read a few." Lin Xuan raised his head with a calm smile.
lín xuān mō le mō ， yòu bīng yòu liáng ， méi yǒu shén me yì cháng ， yòng shǒu shǐ jìn yī tuī ， wén sī bù dòng 。
林轩摸了摸，又冰又凉，没有什么异常，用手使劲一推，纹丝不动。
This was an ancient human script rarely used today. Only one in ten thousand people could read it, but fortunately, Lin Xuan was the young master of Spirit Drug Mountain, fond of reading alchemy books. Some ancient prescriptions were written using this script.
lín xuān wāi le wāi tóu 。 lüè yī sī suǒ ， jiāng shǒu shōu huí ， qū zhǐ qīng dàn ， yī dào jiàn qì jī shè ér chū 。
林轩歪了歪头。略一思索，将手收回，屈指轻弹，一道剑气激射而出。
While he couldn't claim to fully understand them, he could roughly comprehend what was written here.
nà shí mén guāng yùn yī shǎn ， yī céng lán máng fú xiàn ， qīng yì de jiāng jiàn qì tān kāi 。
那石门光晕一闪，一层蓝芒浮现，轻易的将剑气摊开。
"Brother Lin is truly a genius. Did you find any way to break through this restriction?"
lín xuān zhòu le zhòu méi 。 bù guò dào yě bìng bù gǎn dào yì wài ， chóng xīn shēn chū shǒu lái ， hū de yī xià ， zhǎng xīn zhōng rán shāo qǐ le dàn jīn sè de chún yáng dān huǒ 。
林轩皱了皱眉。不过倒也并不感到意外，重新伸出手来，呼的一下，掌心中燃烧起了淡金色的纯阳丹火。
"It's simple; it requires the blood of an Incarnate Soul cultivator and a human Condensation Core above-stage cultivator," Lin Xuan smiled.
“ lín xiōng ， méi yòng de ， nǐ lái zhī qián ， gè zhǒng fāng fǎ wǒ dōu yǐ jīng shì guò ， duì zhè gǔ guài jìn zhì dōu méi yǒu xiào guǒ ， yě bù zhī dào jiū jìng shì yuán yīng qī de gǔ xiū shì 。 hái shì wǒ men yāo zú huà xíng qī de qián bèi shè xià lái dì 。” mò mǎng tàn le kǒu qì ， yǒu xiē wú nài de dī yǔ 。
“林兄，没用的，你来之前，各种方法我都已经试过，对这古怪禁制都没有效果，也不知道究竟是元婴期的古修士。还是我们妖族化形期的前辈设下来地。”莫莽叹了口气，有些无奈的低语。
"Incarnate Soul?" Mo Mang frowned: "Due to my race, I can transform into a human shape with a Third Stage body, but strictly speaking, that doesn't count as true Incarnate Soul. Do you think it's okay?"
liǎng rén suī rán gè huái guǐ tāi ， dàn xún bǎo zhī qián 。 hái shì xū yào tōng lì hé zuò ， zhè jǐ jù huà ， lín xuān hái shì xiāng xìn duì fāng ， bù guò zǒng yào shì shàng yī shì 。
两人虽然各怀鬼胎，但寻宝之前。还是需要通力合作，这几句话，林轩还是相信对方，不过总要试上一试。
"Who knows? But what else can we do now? We might as well try our luck," Lin Xuan said.
jiāng bāo guǒ zhe dān huǒ de shǒu zhǎng xiàng zhe shí mén tiē qù 。
将包裹着丹火的手掌向着石门贴去。
Mo Mang nodded reluctantly: "Brother Lin is right; let's hope for the best."
shàng wèi chù dào ， nà guǐ yì de lán máng zài cì chū xiàn le 。 jīn lán liǎng cì de guāng máng jiāo zhī zài yì qǐ ……
尚未触到，那诡异的蓝芒再次出现了。金蓝两次的光芒交织在一起……
With no hesitation, Mo Mang extended his nail and it lengthened into a sharp claw. A large amount of blood flowed out instantly.
lín xuān zhǐ gǎn jué shǒu zhǎng shàng chuán lái yī gǔ jù lì 。
林轩只感觉手掌上传来一股巨力。
"Brother Lin, enough?"
hōng de yī xià jiāng tā dàn kāi ， lín xuān tǐ nèi líng lì liú zhuǎn ， háo bù róng yì cái jiāng qí huà jiě ， yǎn zhōng liú lù chū yī sī hài rán 。
轰的一下将他弹开，林轩体内灵力流转，毫不容易才将其化解，眼中流露出一丝骇然。
"Not much needed, just one drop," Lin Xuan smirked as he waved his sleeve to wrap the blood in green light, pulling it back.
zhè dōng xī míng xiǎn bù xiàng shì zhèn fǎ ， dào xiàng shì shì gǔ xiū shì píng jiè nì tiān shén tōng suǒ shè xià lái dì shí mén jìn zhì 。
这东西明显不像是阵法，倒像是是古修士凭借逆天神通所设下来地石门禁制。
"Ahhh?" Mo Mang's expression froze as he quickly took a spirit talisman from his pocket and applied it to his left arm. The wound healed visibly fast.
gèng guǐ yì de shì guò le bǎi wàn nián zhī jiǔ yī rán wán hǎo wú sǔn de yùn xíng zhe 。
更诡异的是过了百万年之久依然完好无损的运行着。
Lin Xuan also took a drop of his own blood, looking at the stone door with a serious face.
This deduction wasn't difficult.
Lin Xuan needed to find another storage bag.
Not for treasure artifacts or the alchemy materials inside, but specifically the jade cylinder.
In the cultivation world, arraymasters were even rarer than pill refiners. Although they cherished their knowledge, in markets, one could still buy basic alchemy techniques with crystals.
But regarding array techniques, there was virtually nothing available, only some worthless array talismans sold at most.
For this path, Lin Xuan had long harbored a desire, so he wouldn't miss the current opportunity. But where could the other storage bag be?
Lin Xuan scratched his head, an odd color flashing in his eyes as his shoulders trembled and black light flickered across his body, making him seem eerie.
The Yin-Yang Art indeed had endless uses.
With a hand gesture, Lin Xuan reached out into the air. A dark, ink-like ghost mist appeared, enveloping two deceased cultivators' remains.
Lin Xuan's face turned serious as he formed hand seals and muttered incantations, the surrounding cold aura swirling around him...
Soon, one of the skulls flew over to his side, a look of joy appearing on his face. With a mental command, the green ghost claw scooped up an object and returned.
Holding the jade cylinder in his hands, Lin Xuan looked at the deep hole carved by the green ghost claw, which was several dozen feet deep. He wondered how the arraymaster had hidden it away before his death and what purpose this act served.
With a delighted heart, Lin Xuan delved into the contents of the jade cylinder with his divine sense.
The璇玑心得!
Just reading the first four characters, Lin Xuan's face showed surprise. Could it be...
He continued reading, suppressing his excitement.
After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan withdrew his divine sense and placed the jade cylinder in his storage bag before walking forward.
Despite his calm expression, he was overjoyed inside. He had only read about a thousand characters, all introducing the owner of the jade cylinder. He originally thought it would be just an ordinary arraymaster, but to his surprise, it was someone so renowned.
The璇玑散人!
Thirty years ago, this name would have echoed throughout Youzhou among cultivators...
The top arraymaster in Youzhou.
Although he was a lone practitioner, he was highly respected by the major sects of Youzhou. Even when the Three Great Sects' protective arrays needed repair or improvement, they would seek his help. His array disks and flags were extremely sought after, rivaling the popularity of the Spirit Drug Mountain.
Arraymasters were also revered figures!
Even the senior elders of the Three Great Sects, those powerful Incarnate Soul cultivators, treated him as an equal. This alone showed how highly he was esteemed.
Usually, arraymasters didn't have high cultivation levels. In the myriad arts of cultivation, this path was renowned for its vast depth and complexity, making it difficult to master. However, this person was a genius who could apply his knowledge broadly. He was the only Incarnate Soul cultivator in thousands of years to successfully condense his essence.
The jade cylinder Lin Xuan held contained all that the璇玑散人 had learned throughout his life, especially valuable because each array technique came with his insights and comments.
This was a stroke of luck; its value rivaled that of the Yumen Cold Iron.
Lin Xuan moved forward silently. He didn't want Mo Mang to take all the credit for finding such treasure.
Following the map's directions, Lin Xuan passed through several forks before arriving at an expansive space.
The towering cliffs on both sides were thousands of feet high, giving a grand appearance.
Mo Mang stood motionless in front of one cliff face. Hearing footsteps, he turned his head.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong?" Lin Xuan glanced at the cliff.
"This place should be where ancient cultivators stored their treasures, but I can't open it," Mo Mang shook his head with a look of helplessness on his face.
"I'll take a look." Lin Xuan approached and indeed saw a massive stone door blocking the way. He felt its surface; it was cold and unremarkable. Using force to push it didn't budge.
Lin Xuan tilted his head, thinking for a moment before retracting his hand and lightly tapping with a finger. A sword energy shot out.
The blue light on the stone door flickered, revealing a layer of blue glow that easily dispersed the sword energy.
Lin Xuan frowned but wasn't surprised. He extended his hand again, palm glowing with pale golden Yang Essence Fire.
"Brother Lin, it won't work. I've already tried every method before you came, and none worked on this strange restriction. It could be an Incarnate Soul cultivator or one of our transformed predecessors," Mo Mang sighed, sounding resigned.
Although they had ulterior motives, they still needed to cooperate for the sake of finding the treasure. Lin Xuan trusted Mo Mang's words but wanted to test it anyway.
He pressed his palm with the Yang Essence Fire towards the stone door.
Before touching it, the strange blue light appeared again, intertwining with the golden glow...
Lin Xuan felt a powerful force on his hand.
With a loud bang, he was pushed back. His spirit energy flowed through him as he barely managed to neutralize the impact. A look of shock appeared in his eyes.
This clearly wasn't an array but some ancient cultivator's extraordinary restriction.
More bizarrely, it had remained intact for over a million years.
It could be broken with brute force, but at least Condensation Core后期 cultivation was required.
Even if he and that demon worked together, they would need months to do so.
Lin Xuan didn't want to delay. He wondered about Tian Xiaojian's current state; if the boy had died, it wouldn't matter, but if he survived and returned here, even bringing the Extreme Demon Sovereign, finding the treasure might be impossible.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's face turned grim.
At that moment, he noticed some strange small characters beside the stone door.
The script was small; one would need to be very observant to notice them.
Lin Xuan approached closely. Mo Mang looked surprised and joined him but then showed confusion: "These aren't our demon scripts. I don't recognize them."
Lin Xuan didn't speak, carefully examining the characters, his expression shifting between worry and joy.
"Brother Lin, do you recognize these?"
"I can read a few." Lin Xuan raised his head with a calm smile.
This was an ancient human script rarely used today. Only one in ten thousand people could read it, but fortunately, Lin Xuan was the young master of Spirit Drug Mountain, fond of reading alchemy books. Some ancient prescriptions were written using this script.
While he couldn't claim to fully understand them, he could roughly comprehend what was written here.
"Brother Lin is truly a genius. Did you find any way to break through this restriction?"
"It's simple; it requires the blood of an Incarnate Soul cultivator and a human Condensation Core above-stage cultivator," Lin Xuan smiled.
"Incarnate Soul?" Mo Mang frowned: "Due to my race, I can transform into a human shape with a Third Stage body, but strictly speaking, that doesn't count as true Incarnate Soul. Do you think it's okay?"
"Who knows? But what else can we do now? We might as well try our luck," Lin Xuan said.
Mo Mang nodded reluctantly: "Brother Lin is right; let's hope for the best."
With no hesitation, Mo Mang extended his nail and it lengthened into a sharp claw. A large amount of blood flowed out instantly.
"Brother Lin, enough?"
"Not much needed, just one drop," Lin Xuan smirked as he waved his sleeve to wrap the blood in green light, pulling it back.
"Ahhh?" Mo Mang's expression froze as he quickly took a spirit talisman from his pocket and applied it to his left arm. The wound healed visibly fast.
Lin Xuan also took a drop of his own blood, looking at the stone door with a serious face.