Li Yuanjiao pinched his fingers and flicked off the dust on his body, then burned some incense before finally entering the secret chamber to retrieve the Dharma Mirror. The icy, cold grey mirror in his hand always made his heart pound fiercely, leaving him somewhat at a loss.
"The fortunes of a clan, tied to a single mirror."
The existence of the mirror was not recorded in the clan history. It was only after Li Yuanjiao received the Talisman Seed and Li Tongya retrieved the ancient records from beneath the stone platform in the secret chamber that Li Yuanjiao, with laughter and tears, read them and thus came to understand the Dharma Mirror.
Li Yuanjiao read through those few jade slips over and over, committing them firmly to memory, before finally stepping out of the ancestral hall.
What made Li Yuanjiao somewhat puzzled was that even within the ancient records, the details about the origin of the grey Dharma Mirror were vague and contradictory.
