Chosen Man
The World's Oppressing Amulet

Ever since adventuring with Feng Zun, he had been very enthusiastic about the fight.

If the two brothers were very afraid of getting into trouble, it was precisely Yin Ying at this moment was eager to look for trouble to obtain a fight.

"Do as you please, you must remember not to scare the villagers." Said Feng Zun

Yin Ying nodded.

Feng Zun looked at Lao An and said warmly, "Little girl, can you show me your Protection Amulet?"

"If Big Brother God wants to see it, of course you can."

The little girl agreed.

With these words, he got up, and removed the black jade necklace.

"Sister God?"

Feng Zun fell silent with that call. She rubbed the little girl's head, she said with a smile, "With this call, I must make sure that you guys are safe and sound."

As he spoke, his gaze turned to black jade.

This thing was only the size of a longish, yet it was round and translucent. When he held it in his hand, it was warm and cool. When he looked carefully, there were some natural cloud marks that looked like leaf veins on the surface of the jade.

"This is indeed a Mystic Jade."

Feng Zun recognized him.

This was a Spiritual Stone born from the Yin Qi of the earth vein. If used in the hands of skilled cultivators, it could be used to refine some talismans.

However, if he wore it on a girl without cultivating, the Yin Qi that was inside the Spiritual Stone would seep into the girl's body bit by bit, causing Yin Qi to wrap around her body. The longer he wore it, the colder his body was. In the end, Yin Qi would damage his heart and kill him.

"It seems like something is wrong with the temple of the Mountain God Temple from the Jade Hill. The ghosts that came tonight might be ordered by him."

Feng Zun thought to himself.

Not long after, Lao Ping walked into the hut with a pitcher of hot water and two bowls. He was about to make tea for Feng Zun and Yin Ying.

Feng Zun took the teapot and said, "Let me just."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of king ginseng from his sleeve, then plucked out the root, and soaked it in a teapot. Then, he poured two large bowls.

Feng Zun put down the teapot and said.

"You and your brother have one bowl each."

The tea was soaked with king ginseng, and was enveloped in a strand of refreshing fragrance that made one's heart become refreshed.

Lao Ping and Lao An followed his instructions and finished the ginseng tea in a single breath.

In just a short moment, the face of the originally pale little girl Lao An became a crimson red as the vitality of her entire body seemed to overflow.

On the other hand, Lao Ping felt refreshed, and the fatigue all over his body disappeared instantly. He also felt every inch of his body feel warm and comfortable.

"Sister God, what is this tea? It's delicious."

Lao An's eyes sparkled as he stared at the tea pot, as if he wanted to drink more.

Feng Zun smiled. "Ginseng tea in this teapot can only be taken once a day. Do you remember?"

"Yes!"

Lao An nodded excitedly.

Not long after, Lao An was sleepy. After all, he was only a six or seven year old child. He got into bed and started sleeping.

"Yin Qi in your sister's body is very dense. Remember to let him drink a small cup of ginseng tea every day. This way, your sister can completely resolve the negative effects of the Yin Qi in her body within seven days."

Feng Zun looked at Lao Ping and reminded him.

Lao Ping heart trembled as he bowed and said gratefully, "Thank you very much, my lord! I, Lao Ping, will not forget the grace of my master today. When I become successful in the future, I will naturally repay this favor to my master!"

Feng Zun smiled. "No need to pay me anything. Just take care of your sister well in the future, that's enough."

As he looked at these two siblings, he could not help but think about it, other than that they had no father and mother, relying on each other to survive. Such a sibling relationship made him feel very emotional.

Suddenly, an intense rumbling sound came from outside the courtyard, mixed with an excited and clear sword sound.

Tonight in Sibao Village, every family shut their doors tightly. No one dared to go out.

Today is the Ghost Festival, and there are many magical ghosts roaming around. These villagers recalled the advice of the village chief, and no one dared to open the door.

"Sir, what's outside ..."

Lao Ping was also worried. He was just about to say something when Yin Ying had already walked into the cottage with big strides.

In his hands was a rotting head, and this scene shocked Lao Ping to the point that his scalp was numb.

"Master, this evil spirit came here secretly and tried to get closer. I caught. I didn't expect him to have a certain level of cultivation. Although he is not as strong as a Nascent Soul Ghost cultivator, he is much stronger than a Mortal cultivator in our world."

Yin Ying reported.

“Looks like we have to travel to Jade Hill tonight.”

As Feng Zun spoke, he looked towards Lao An who was sleeping soundly on the bed not far from there.

After pondering for a moment, he instructed, "Miss Yin, prepare a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone."

Although Yin Ying was curious as to what Feng Zun was going to do, yet his movements were not slow as he took out paper, pen, and ink quickly.

"Do you have red paper?" Feng Zun asked.

"I have it."

Yin Ying took out a large piece of red paper and placed it on the table along with a brush and ink.

Feng Zun walked forward. Under Yin Ying and Lao Ping's inquisitive gaze, he took out a brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote three words on the red paper.

"Peace is Always Mine."

Every single word was simple and powerful, containing powerful Law power.

The moment Lao Ping saw these three words, he felt his mind become calm. The deeper he read, the more comfortable he felt.

On the other hand, in Yin Ying's eyes, these three words carried an extremely vast aura that was filled with an aura of profound truth and luck, and it caused his mind to tremble for no reason. In his confusion, it seemed like he could not face a single word but it was precisely like looking at the vast expanse of heaven and earth!

However, when he tried to observe it carefully, he realized instead that his previous feelings had vanished, and he could no longer feel his vast and powerful aura like before.

He could not help but be confused. What kind of Dao Law profoundness is contained in these three words?

It could be said that this kind of law was similar to the Painting of Great Lord Mingluo that Feng Zun had found in the Dark Cloud Country of Lady Lianzao.

Even just by staring at the Painting meticulously, Feng Zun gained a bit of cultivation enlightenment instantly.

Huh~

Feng Zun put down his brush and exhaled.

These three words might be very common in the world, but those three words were actually engraved with the World Law Decree belonging to the Dao Fantian Realm Book, and it was called the World Suppressing Amulet.

This was originally a kind of world law rule that guarded the wealth of a world, and it had a very magical power. It was able to fish and communicate with traces of lucky energy from heaven and earth.

This talisman could be written in any word, but the most important thing was the depth of the Dao Laws contained within it.

Although Feng Zun had yet to be able to make it perfectly, yet it already possessed an incredible depth for common cultivators.

The magical power in these three words did not even reach 1 percent of the original strength of the perfect World-Empressing Amulet, but it was still extremely extraordinary.

Moreover, it is more than enough to help ordinary families, to protect them and to give peace and its magical laws will be able to attract blessings and fortune from all over the world.

However, just by writing these three words, it consumed nearly 90% of Feng Zun's True Essence!

If it was a perfect talisman, it was not something that Feng Zun could create with his current cultivation.

"Lao Ping, from tomorrow stick this calligraphy over the door. Think of it as a gift from me to you and your sister. It's late, and it's time for us to go. Good bye."

Before leaving he had tucked away a bag of gold pieces to help make ends meet while the two siblings were.

With that, Feng Zun and Yin Ying turned around to head towards the Jade Hill.

"Master, may I know your name?"

Lao Ping hurriedly chased after them, but as he looked around, they had disappeared in the middle of the night very widely. How could he still see Feng Zun and Yin Ying?