The so-called treasures of the Heavenly Dao are in fact a seal, an immortal rope, an immortal robe, and a waistband.
This Mo Linyuan, who cherishes these treasures, was very careful when he took them out and placed them on the table in front of Li Ping'an, revealing a smile of satisfaction and pride.
"Come, have a play with them!"
Li Ping'an nodded with a smile, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes, as he exerted all his effort to suppress the power of the Heavenly Dao within his body, picked up the seal, and held it in his hands.
His vision momentarily blurred, and he vaguely saw a celestial palace in the clouds, with immortal light spiraling behind it.
He blinked, and the many visions quietly dissipated.
Li Ping'an examined the patterns on the seal, glanced at the bottom of the seal, where it was somewhat blurry, as if four seal characters were slowly "growing."
He slowly set down the seal and nodded slowly, "My guess was indeed not wrong."
"Oh?"