Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming Chapter 446 - 446 344

446: Chapter 344 446: Chapter 344 Jiang Tang retrieved the treasure box, which was generated by the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, and directly took out the book resembling a Heavenly Book without putting it into the treasure box.

Then, he took it out from the space with his thoughts as a disguise, as if pulling it out from the storage bag in his chest.

The crowd suddenly saw a golden light flashing treasure box appearing in Jiang Tang’s hands.

The treasure box’s natural golden light, which was like the peaceful Buddha Light, gave everyone a very comfortable feeling.

It was as if the Buddha Ancestor had arrived, bestowing upon the crowd a ray of Buddha Light that made everyone feel at ease, as if it cleansed away so of their inner evil.

The whole soul felt a bit more relaxed, not just the crowd felt this way, but Jiang Tang too.

His soul from the outside world was originally unstable in this body, having faced one calamity after another.

Afterwards, he encountered opportunity after opportunity, and his person and soul had reached a certain price, but it felt like sothing was missing.

After learning the Star Absorption Spell and absorbing so spiritual energy from ghosts and Demonic Beasts, especially after absorbing that bit of Immortal Qi from the Black Mist, all these contained so evil mana.

After witnessing the illumination of the Buddha Light, his entire being felt relaxed.

Jiang Tang felt totally fused with this body and could make the spiritual energy he absorbed completely his own.

This feeling caused the spiritual energy in the mountain to surge even more rapidly.

He could feel his hands naturally absorbing the golden gaseous substance of the Buddha Light, making his tal Spirit Root even more saturated, and suddenly his late-Mahayana Realm barrier cracked open, in the midst of advancing…

Jiang Tang, not caring about Eryao or the monkey, tossed the glittering box to Eryao and told him,

“Eryao, take a look inside this box and see if you can understand the text of this book, then undo the monkey’s seal.”

Jiang Tang waved his hand, not caring whether his pet could catch it or not.

While absorbing the Buddha Light, he sat cross-legged on the flying arrow, oblivious to the gaze of others, closed his eyes to ditate, and consolidate his cultivation.

The people on the flying arrow watched Jiang Tang pull out such a precious thing, making them feel that it definitely contained treasures.

The righteousness of this golden light was certain, and they, too, felt they could advance quickly.

All ten of them sat down next to Jiang Tang, trying to leech off the spiritual energy emanating from him.

Upon seeing the box in his master’s hand, Eryao cradled the familiar-feeling box, guessing it was definitely an artifact produced by the space.

With his master ditating, he should also seize the chance to ditate and advance faster since he was contracted with the master.

At this mont, Eryao couldn’t help but envy Green Ox, busy at work while Green Ox had free ti, taking advantage of the master’s advancent to use its Magical Treasure to sit in mid-air, looking like a cow that could fly.

It was there, stationary, lying down as if there was a place beneath the sky for it to rest on.

Eryao wanted to scold Green Ox; every critical mont required his intervention while the ox was of no use and ate even more than him.

Feeling unfairly treated, Eryao angrily snorted and rolled his eyes at the sky.

“It’s this Buddha…”

Seeing the golden box, the monkey already felt a familiar sensation from the Golden Light.

It was, indeed, the Buddha Cultivator who sealed him, rendering him immobile for 10,000 years.

Looking at the box, the monkey felt a mix of excitent, joy, and resentnt.

All these feelings surged up because this Cultivator had led the sealing, depriving him of freedom for over ten thousand years.

His body and soul were separated, enduring hard and tornted days, screaming in anguish every night.

Eryao, glancing at the monkey who seed quite excited, impatiently ignored it.

It was because of this monkey that he now couldn’t rest and had to work.

He opened the box and took out a partially rolled-up book.

When he unfolded the book, an even stronger golden light shone forth.

Eryao was also illuminated by this Buddha Light, making his soul as if it was traversing a golden ray, his silver scales slowly undergoing transformation, tinged with a light golden light.

He was overjoyed, for this task enabled him, originally only a carrier for a Snow Dragon, to transform into resembling a Flood Dragon, turning silver scales to lightly gold-tinged ones.

Eryao felt a significant benefit and forcefully resisted the urge to advance, intent on completing the task his master had given him.

Eryao held the golden book in his hands, his paws strongly absorbing the golden substance.

If not for the task at hand, he would have wished to swiftly revert to his original form and cultivate.

As Eryao opened the book, his eyes fixed on the text, his eyes also gained a benefit, his black pupils slowly carrying a faint golden light.

While looking at the book, he didn’t waste this precious ti.

His body automatically absorbed the golden substance as his eyes read the text, and he searched through his own heritage to identify this script.

Eryao knew, his master couldn’t understand the font on this book because his master had no inherited automatic translation.

However, he possessed this function.

He identified the font’s translation function, deciphered the text on the book, and then branded the script used for sealing in his mind, thinking his master should learn such script.

If the master learned this script and the thods of sealing and unsealing, he wouldn’t need to work all the ti anymore.

Eryao knew even more that the Magical Treasures, Secret Manuals, or Spirit Grass his master’s space produced would all appear when the master needed them.

As for the two of them as the master’s pets benefitting from it, it made sense.

They also labored hard in the space, and many tis he complained in front of the master, saying he worked harder than Green Ox.