Chapter 4: The Talent of Genius (4)

  Chang Sheng saw the old man in black take out a crystal stone with ten patterns from his waist Kunlun bag and hand it over to him, saying more warmly: "Come on, hold the innate crystal stone with your hand."

  Changsheng nodded, took the Tianfu Crystal from the black-robed old man's hand, and grasped it firmly. He felt a strong suction force emanating from the Tianfu Crystal. A warm current, identical to the one before, flowed out of his dantian qihai and into the Tianfu Crystal.

  The first five lines of the pattern lit up quickly one after another. Then the sixth and seventh lines also gradually brightened, and after a while, the eighth line also emitted a soft glow. But that faint light still stopped at the eighth line.

  "Eight Trigrams, a genius's innate talent!" Wang Zong Lao exclaimed with trembling excitement.