"This …" Si Wen Ming squeezed a word out of his mouth with difficulty. Judging by his look, he seemed to be in a dream.
Abruptly, Si Wen Ming popped out his eyes. His arms left shreds of afterimages in the air, but without making any noise, he began moving. His hands changed into a series of hand motions. Dense, dark-yellow light spots sparkled, and countless spell symbols flew out speedily. Dense magic seals descended from all directions like a storm, firmly sealing the entire side hall.
"Uncle Wen Ming?" Ji Hao was startled by Si Wen Ming's crazy move.
What was so special about this five-colored cauldron? How could it make Si Wen Ming lose his composure like this?
Ji Hao had been with this cauldron for many years. The cauldron could make top-grade treasures by itself, devour sky devils, melt everything in the world, and turn Chaos power into Chaos power for Ji Hao to absorb …
Ji Hao was suddenly startled by his own thoughts. What the hell was going on? Every single one of this five-colored cauldron's powers was earth-shatteringly powerful. Ji Hao couldn't believe what he was thinking. Perhaps, Ji Hao had been with it for too long that he had already gotten used to all kinds of unimaginable abilities. Therefore, he didn't feel surprised at all.
But in the eyes of others, this five-colored cauldron was simply a peerless divine artifact. Especially since it could devour heavenly demons, imprison and refine them, and convert them into the purest source of soul energy. It could strengthen a living being's cultivation talent from the very roots.
If a powerful being who intended to establish a sect had this cauldron, he or she would be able to turn all his or her trusted disciples into prehistorical creatures like Po and Gui Ling.
This cauldron was a supreme treasure that was powerful enough to be the greatest treasure of a sect!
Not to mention the fact that it could even seal and melt zun-level sky devils, which was a nightmare that even Priest Hua couldn't escape from. If Priest Hua and Priest Mu knew that Ji Hao had such a supreme treasure that could suppress sky devils, they would definitely rush to Ji Hao and tell him, 'This treasure is destined to be mine!', even if they had to start a full-scale war against Yu Yu.
"Uncle Wen Ming, do you recognize this treasure?" Ji Hao carefully opened his mouth and asked Si Wen Ming.
"Put it away first. Put it away first." Si Wen Ming's eye corners twitched intensely. Even though he had already cast over a thousand layers of magic seals within a second, he still looked around carefully, as if he was a thief. He was afraid that someone would suddenly break in and discover this three-legged, round-shaped cauldron, which had been glowing with a faint five-colored light.
Ji Hao immediately put the small cauldron back into his body. The five-colored cauldron obediently transformed into a stream of colorful light and merged with Ji Hao's body, floating straight in his dantian.
"Myriad Spirit Fortune Cauldron, that's the Myriad Spirit Fortune Cauldron. Some people call it the Pangu Myriad Spirit Cauldron." Si Wen Ming popped out his eyes, stared at Ji Hao and yelled in a low voice, "Kid, where did you get this treasure? How could he be in your hands? Do you know the origin of this treasure? "
Ji Hao spread his hands. He had truly never heard of this three-legged, round-shaped cauldron.
What kind of treasure could make Si Wen Ming treat this cauldron so seriously? However, Ji Hao had heard about Yu Yu's sword formation, and Guangcheng's seal, which was made from a half piece of Buzhou Mountain. He also knew about some top-grade supreme treasures in Pan Gu world.
But the Pan Gu all-spirit cauldron, or the all spirits creation cauldron, Ji Hao had never heard about this treasure, be it in his previous life or his current life.
Ji Hao's strong spirit power was beating quickly. He searched through all his memories of his previous life and his current life, but he was sure that he had never heard about this treasure. He truly had no impression of it at all.
Si Wen Ming took a deep breath, pointed at Ji Hao's nose, and abruptly laughed out again. He wielded his hands and released two streams of clear mist, one black and one white, from his sleeves, transforming into a giant Taiji diagram that sealed the entire side hall.
"I'm truly scared silly by the treasure you took out. No matter how powerful my magic seals are, they're no more than Divine-Magus-level magic seals. But with this He Tu and Luo Shu great formation, not even three to five Supreme Magi can eavesdrop on our conversation."
Slowly letting out the long breath he took just now, Si Wen Ming looked at Ji Hao, shook his head, gave a bitter smile and said, "I'm truly scared silly by you. You're right, there's no record about this treasure in the history books of the humankind. Only the human emperors and the leaders of some large families and clans that had existed for a long time knew about this treasure. "
While making the shape of a three-legged cauldron with his hands, Si Wen Ming shook his head and said, "The colorful light released by this treasure is the only one in the world, and no one else has it. Besides, it's a three-legged, round-shaped cauldron. Therefore, people who know about it will definitely recognize it."
"Is it very important?" Ji Hao looked at Si Wen Ming curiously.
"The foundation of Pan Gu world!" Si Wen Ming popped out his eyes, looked at Ji Hao from head to toe without blinking his eyes, and said, "This treasure … shouldn't exist in the world, and it shouldn't fall into your hands. But, it fell into your hands. This, this, this, this is such a mess, isn't this … "
Shaking his head, Si Wen Ming glanced at the sky through the crystal window in awe, then subconsciously lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know how many living beings there are in Pan Gu world?"
Ji Hao blinked his eyes and shook his head heavily.
"So, do you think there are more living beings in the prehistorical era or the current world? More living beings in the prehistorical era?" Si Wen Ming asked Ji Hao.
"Of course … the current world … has more living beings, right?" Ji Hao pondered for a while, then seriously answered Si Wen Ming's question. Back in the prehistorical era, the environment was extremely harsh, and powerful creatures had been fighting and devouring each other. Presumably, back then, living beings didn't have a good life. Therefore, the total number of living beings in the prehistorical era was far less than the current one.
"Indeed, the total number of living beings in the current world is tens of millions, even billions of times more than the total number of living beings in the prehistorical era." Si Wen Ming said hurriedly, "So, do you know that our humankind, the dragon-kind, the phoenix-kind, the birds, the birds, the animals, the insects, the fishes, even the plants, all have souls?"
"Flowers and trees have souls too?" Ji Hao shouted in surprise, then slapped on his own forehead and said, "You're right, if flowers and trees don't have souls, how did the old treeman and his brothers come out? Hehe, I'm confused. "
"Everything has souls, but back in the prehistorical era, the number of living beings in Pan Gu world was far less than the number of living beings now. By now, the total number of living beings in Pan Gu world has largely increased, but where did those souls come from?"
Si Wen Ming seriously stared at Ji Hao with an indescribable look on his face.
"You mean …" Ji Hao widely opened his mouth. Hearing the package thrown out by Si Wen Ming, he was shocked as well.
If the souls of all new living beings in Pan Gu world came from the all souls creation cauldron, then this three-legged cauldron could indeed be counted as the lifeline of the entire Pan Gu world.
Souls, souls … No one knew how precious souls were better than Ji Hao, who had cultivated himself to a strong embryo of Dao!
The all souls creation cauldron was actually the source of souls in Pan Gu world!
Ji Hao suddenly wanted to cry. Why did he bring such a hot potato to himself? And he kept it for so many years!
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