PDLP Chapter 205 Seeds
Chapter 205 Seeds
now.
Li Jun stared at the line of text, his mind racing with all sorts of thoughts.
Jin Hao, Yin Jian...
Golden Horn, Silver Horn...
He had used those two nicknames countless times before.
At that time, he thought it was just a joke that no one but himself could understand.
Because Jin Hao and Yin Jian have different surnames, one is Jin and the other is Yin (silver).
King Golden Horn, King Silver Horn.
But now...
If what I just saw was real...
If those two boys really are Golden Horn and Silver Horn...
Are Jin Hao and Yin Jian reincarnations of them?
This……
This is outrageous!
Li Jun took a deep breath.
He tried to calm himself down.
But once this thought pops into my head, it's impossible to suppress it.
If Jin Hao and Yin Jian are the reincarnations of the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King.
What about yourself?
Why am I connected with the things here?
Why can I sense those calls?
Why does seeing that blood cause such a strong tremor?
Li Jun stood there, lost in thought.
He recalled everything that had happened since he transmigrated.
Before he transmigrated, he was just an ordinary college student.
After transmigrating, he became a minor Taoist priest, but his life remained ordinary.
Until recently, his life underwent a dramatic change.
He always thought it was because the "golden finger" jade pendant brought by his time travel had been activated.
But now that I think about it...
What if it wasn't because of the jade pendant, but because you yourself were special?
Was it just that you were unaware of it before?
A thought suddenly popped into Li Jun's mind.
If Jin Hao and Yin Jian are the reincarnations of the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King.
Then myself...
Is it possible that this is related to the being who resides in the Tushita Palace?
The moment this thought popped into Li Jun's head, he was startled.
He quickly apologized in his mind.
That's incredibly disrespectful.
How could I, a disciple of the Taoist sect, think like that?
But this thought seemed to have taken root, lingering in his mind.
This is the only possible explanation assuming the jade pendant isn't as powerful as he thought.
after all……
Ever since the jade pendant frightened the Demon-Suppressing Sword that day, it has remained completely silent.
If the jade pendant was truly his greatest asset, then it should have remained with him all along.
But it simply fell silent.
Li Jun stood there, his mind filled with countless thoughts.
In the end, however, he could only keep these doubts to himself.
Because whatever the truth may be, his current strength is insufficient to pursue it.
The clues left by the advisor, the "invisible hand" that is propelling the end of the Dharma era, the power that could bring an end to the entire mythological age...
If some things really exist.
If something is still there.
With his current strength, he's no match for someone who can even press down on him with a single finger.
and so……
Thinking about it more won't help.
Only with sufficient strength can he support his pursuit of the truth.
Li Jun took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions.
Then, he suddenly remembered something.
Why are President Qin's people so respectful to him?
Why do you firmly believe he is a master?
He couldn't understand it before.
But now, he seems to understand a little.
It's probably because of his nickname on Douyin (TikTok).
He rode an ox out of Hangu Pass.
He previously thought it was just an ordinary world.
So, for the sake of creating buzz, they adopted this nickname.
In order to get more views on his videos, he often wears a Taoist robe and acts out the scene of "Taoist Ancestor emerging from seclusion".
However, this world is not ordinary at all.
A Taoist priest, using such a nickname, and frequently making those kinds of videos...
It would be strange if they weren't misunderstood.
Thinking of this, Li Jun felt helpless.
I'll change my nickname when I get back.
He composed himself and looked down at the broken sword in his hand.
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It has a warm and smooth texture when held in your hand.
He carefully examined the patterns on the sword; those star-like patterns were still clearly visible even in the dim light.
Having seen those images, he no longer dared to underestimate this sword.
After all, this could very well be the Seven Star Sword of that being.
And those gourd fragments...
Li Jun looked at the fragments on the ground.
That must be the famous Purple Gold Gourd.
The Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King met an unknown fate in the end, and their two famous magical treasures were broken and shattered.
They themselves also met with misfortune.
Li Jun remained silent for a while.
Then, he crouched down and collected the fragments.
He picked up the fragments one by one and carefully put them together.
As I picked them up...
Suddenly, his hand stopped.
Beneath the fragment, there is something.
Very small.
It's only the size of a thumb.
It is oval in shape with fine lines on the surface and a faint golden hue.
Li Jun picked up the object and examined it carefully.
This is a seed.
He could sense that this seed contained an extremely faint glimmer of life.
Looking at the seed, a thought suddenly popped into Li Jun's mind.
Could this be...?
In mythology, what are the seeds of the Kunlun Immortal Vine that bears the purple-gold gourd?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
The golden gourd is broken, but the seeds remain.
If you plant it, maybe a new gourd will grow.
He longed to see for himself what the magical vine that bore the purple-gold gourd actually looked like.
I really want to hear that sentence with my own ears—
"If I call your name, will you dare to answer?"
Li Jun carefully put the seeds away.
These two items can be returned to their rightful owners by going back to Yin Jian and Jin Hao.
I just don't know when this seed will grow into a new purple-gold gourd.
But no matter what, it's still something to look forward to.
Li Jun stood up and glanced back at President Qin and the others.
They stood not far away, their faces filled with trepidation, barely daring to breathe.
Li Jun did not explain.
He simply said:
"Let's go."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the cave entrance.
President Qin and his group exchanged glances and quickly followed.
The moment he stepped out of the cave, the sunlight was so bright that Li Jun had to squint.
He stood at the entrance of the cave and looked up at the sky.
The sun was already setting in the west, and a faint red hue was appearing on the horizon.
Before I knew it, I had been in the cave for almost two hours.
Behind him, President Qin and his group also came out one after another.
Their expressions were complex, and their eyes still held a lingering sense of shock.
What they had just seen in the cave was a huge shock to them.
Those white bones, those broken weapons, those Buddhist ritual implements, that stone seat covered in blood, and that broken sword and those gourd fragments...
Each item tells a story of a past they could not have imagined.
What shocked them the most was that line of text.
[Sir, we will never see you again.]
Who carved that?
Who was it carved for?
Who is this master?
President Qin and the others dared not ask.
They simply followed behind Li Jun, walking out step by step.
Through that twisted forest, around that black lake, past those enormous skeletons...
No one spoke along the way.
Only the sound of footsteps was exceptionally clear in the silent oasis.
Finally, the edge of the oasis came into view.
And the watchmen's tents and vehicles.
Li Jun stopped in his tracks.
He glanced back.
The broken mountain peaks, the twisted trees, the black lake...
Bathed in golden sunlight, it all seemed almost unreal.
Li Jun remained silent for a few seconds.
Then he turned around and continued walking forward.
Everything that happened a thousand years ago...
One day.
He will reveal them one by one.