Chen Xu inscribed this talisman upon his Heart Soul, feeling his chest swell with storms and winds, an unending intensity.
He said nothing, merely setting down the wine cup he held at last.
Then, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he gestured.
The inkstone originally held tightly by Liu Xi seemed to grow wings, leaping lightly into Chen Xu's hand.
His right hand opened, revealing a brush.
Chen Xu's leisurely voice was like a breeze, brushing over the mountainside at this moment.
He said, "Observing this ancient inkstone, I suddenly feel a connection.
This inkstone, its legacy unknown since when, must have once been wielded by a sage or virtuous person, summoning spirits, commanding winds, and mastering talismans.
In my humble capacity, I've just had the fortune to comprehend a rune within it, the Truth Discerning Talisman.
