The talismanic script glowed, and Zhao Wuya widened his eyes, saying, "The Washing Away Injustice and Returning to the Palace Talisman?"
Its full name was indeed "Washing Away Injustice and Returning to the Palace Talisman," the title clearly written on the cover.
"You can truly see it."
Zhou Xuan spoke.
This talisman could only be seen by those suffused with Buddha energy. Figures like Lady Hong Guan and Lord Jian, though possessing high spiritual incense flames, were not of the Buddhist sect and could not perceive it.
Zhao Wuya merely looked from afar for a moment, and then his gaze transformed.
In his eyes, there now lay an abyssal spring of depth, unlike his originally clear and lucid look.
After his gaze changed, he assumed the lotus throne posture, his back straightened like a pole, and closed his eyes to meditate, with only his nostrils faintly flaring,
flaring in a rhythm so precise that the pages of the Washing Away Injustice Talisman seemed to turn by themselves.
