One sword cheat

Chapter 23 Humanitarian Protection: Those Who Escaped the Cracks

Everyone was under the influence of humanitarian protection, but strangely, this only happened to those who were entering the ancient realm for the first time.

Elders like Zhang Yunqing and Wenren Yu, on the other hand, were not infected.

Could this be what they call a stroke of luck? But no matter how Chen Ren looked at it, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Chen Ren noticed that words were also appearing between Su Rentong's eyebrows.

But her writing is very ancient; it is actually inscribed with the Great Seal script.

He couldn't understand it, but Ren Renren understood it and exclaimed in surprise:

"The characters on Ren Tong's forehead are in the Great Seal script from the Warring States period. I am familiar with them. They are: 'The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is...'"

As she recited, the words seemed to come alive, keeping all misfortune at bay.

"What's going on?"

Su Rentong was still puzzled. Standing in the center of the text, she could be sure that these anomalies came from within herself, yet they were not under her control.

"It is the ancient sages who protected us with the heritage engraved in our blood after the restoration of humanity."

Zhang Yunmiao felt excited and his blood was boiling: "The ancient realm is dangerous, but the sages have never abandoned their descendants."

Behind the ten people, Zhang Yunqing and the others looked at the words in front of them, their eyes also becoming moist.

"Even though I have seen it time and time again, I am still awestruck by the greatness of the sages."

Wenren Yu wiped the corner of her eye; this was a common occurrence for any Earthling visiting the Ancient Realm for the first time.

According to the earliest records, the ancient realm was a great terror, and anyone who set foot there would die.

It is through the tireless efforts of our ancestors, who repeatedly ventured forth with countless tentative guesses and hopes, that we have emerged into the world we live in today.

They could not imagine how people overcame difficulties when the ancient world first appeared.

But they knew that as time went by, the methods left behind by the sages were engraved deep in their blood, allowing them to gain a foothold in the ancient world step by step.

Why are there no words on his body?

Just then, someone looked at Chen Ren, who was at the very front.

He held a bamboo slip in his hand. Although the bamboo slip emitted a white light, there were no words on his body that corresponded to the bamboo slip of Confucius.

"No, if this child is not protected by any sages and cannot communicate with or activate the bamboo slips, then relying solely on the bloodline remaining in their bodies will probably be insufficient to resist the erosion of the ancient realm."

Zhao Shi of Puzhao Temple's face immediately darkened: "What an unlucky child! Did his ancestors not even inherit a trace of humanity or the scholarly spirit of Confucianism?"

Ultimately, the rules of the Ancient Realm are different from those of Earth, and those who enter the Ancient Realm will be bound by those rules.

The Confucius bamboo slips were a benefit Zhang Yunqing gave to Chen Ren. Once he communicated with the words of the sage, he would receive protection and have a better life in the ancient world.

Fewer disasters and hardships.

This is not some mysterious or mystical thing, but a fact. People who are protected by the spiritual energy of humanity can avoid taking many detours when breaking through to a higher realm.

However, now, the other nine people all possess famous sayings from sages, but Chen Ren, who holds the bamboo slips of sages, does not.

Zhang Yunqing's face instantly darkened, but she couldn't make any move at this moment, so she could only guess:

"Could it be because of his special constitution? Yes, a body without leakage is not in contact with heaven and earth. Damn it, this has never happened before."

At this moment, Chen Ren also noticed the problem.

He looked at everyone behind him, then at himself; the difference was obvious.

He had no writing on him; everyone else was shining brightly, but he was all black, seemingly detached from the world.

Moreover, the totem in the blood and qi is exerting its power, actively pulling over those ominous things that are clearly not good.

And those things are almost completely attached to him.

[Ding: Sword Drawing Value +20!]

"Junior brother, why are you not protected by sages?"

Wang Chengxian noticed the problem: "Junior Brother, the black energy on your body has gotten inside! Quickly, think of a solution!"

Chen Ren's face darkened, and his sword-drawing value continued to increase. He knew, he had seen, was it that he didn't want to?

+5+5+4+12+3……

What could he possibly do?!

These bamboo slips, please show your power!

He patted the bamboo slips, no longer worried about breaking them apart, but they still only emitted white light and showed no other reaction.

Is it because I am not from this world that it is right that there are no sages protecting me in my bloodline?

No wonder he encountered those situations when he broke through before. Damn it, he only has 237 sword-drawing points left, which is not enough to break through the limit again!

He vaguely seemed to see that spark that had once ignited a prairie fire again, as if some being was casting its gaze in his direction.

The eye in that totem looks like it's about to open, holy crap...

MD!

Something is wrong!

Just as he was at his wit's end, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Xiao Ren!"

Chen Ren turned around abruptly and saw Zhang Yunqing radiating a clear light, standing beside him, shielding him from the black energy that had seeped into his bones.

"You are not protected by sages and cannot communicate with the bamboo slips. In the long run, not only you, but others will also be corrupted."

In fact, other external texts of sages are already on the verge of collapse.

The writing on Ren Renren's body was even shrouded in black energy.

"The only way now is for you to immediately recite the sayings of sages and cultivate your spiritual energy to communicate with the bamboo slips. Otherwise, none of you may survive!"

The clear light emanating from Zhang Yunqing was rapidly dimming. She herself was unable to resist the dark energy and was merely using her own flesh and blood to help Chen Ren share the burden.

At this moment, her expression remained calm, but Chen Ren noticed that her lips were growing paler and paler.

Reciting the words of sages? Cultivating literary talent on the spot?

Chen Ren had learned that the martial arts, immortality, and literary arts paths could all possess immense power, but only the literary arts path could not grant immortality.

Those who cultivate literature have long been eliminated, and he never even considered cultivation.

But now he was in a bind, so he had no choice but to try anything, starting to memorize any famous quotes, ancient poems, etc. that he could remember.

"The sword of the great river descends from the heavens, rushing to the sea never to return!"

"The highest virtue is like water, which benefits all things without striving!"

"I understand words, and I am adept at cultivating my noble spirit!"

But as each word was spoken, the bamboo slip remained completely still.

Zhang Yunqing was starting to feel the strain; half of her body had turned black.

The radiance emanating from her grew dimmer, yet at the same time, an ancient stone platform shone through her.

It is a foundation-building platform, which proves that Zhang Yunqing is shining brightly at this moment and is already giving it her all!

Seeing this, Wenren Yu and the others' eyes flickered with unease, and Gong Ping of Lao Jun Pavilion couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"The Shangqing Light, which even the Shangqing Palace possesses, is almost extinguished. How could she have suffered such severe injuries and still be alive?"

"This is suicide."

"Senior Brother Zhang Yunqing is so righteous, so why does she still dare to step forward to protect her disciple at this moment?"

Chen Ren saw a pitch-black crack on his Dao platform, as if it were about to shatter the foundation of his Dao.

Is this her injury?

Chen Ren's heart sank. After much thought, his face grew increasingly grim. "No, Master, should I give them the bamboo slips?"

"No! If it changes hands now, they've been waiting for this very opportunity!"

They? Who are they?

Zhang Yunqing refused Chen Ren's offer, maintaining her steady tone as she said:

"The words of sages cannot communicate with bamboo slips. If you want to communicate with the spirit of literature as quickly as possible, you must write down something that does not exist in this world!"