Night without Borders

Chapter 159: Recognized Silk Calligraphy
The ancestral temple of the Six Emperors is full of beautiful scenery.

Even though the disciples from outside the sect were quite knowledgeable, they were still amazed when they wandered around here.

"With a head this tall, how big must the body be?"

In front of us, a 500-meter-high skull stands. It does not look eerie, but rather crystal clear. Different spiritual vines and exotic trees grow in its seven orifices, and a rich medicinal fragrance flows through it.

"This is the famous Seven Apertures Miraculous Medicine. Even some elders in my Fangwai Immortal Land are drooling over it. Alas, it's a pity that it can't be moved."

"Shut up! Have you forgotten where this is? The ancestral home of a religion!"

Behind him, after hearing these words, Lu Zizai's jet-black hair slowly floated up without wind.

He hadn't even left yet, but the miraculous medicine in his backyard had already been coveted by the other party. It was conceivable that the people from the outside world had been coveting it for more than a day or two.

This was also the first time that Qin Ming had toured the dojo in detail, and it was quite an experience. There were unusual sights everywhere.

Even he almost drooled over the Seven Apertures Miraculous Elixir, but after seeing Lu Zizai's expression, he immediately looked up and watched the clouds rolling in the night sky, with an expression that was not surprised by fame or disgrace.

"This small group of disciples from the outside world have a very solid foundation. They are not simple. The outside world fairyland is really prosperous." Lu Zizai looked at their backs.

He came here in person, naturally to get a feel for the situation. Through the energy flowing through these young men, it seemed as if he had seen a familiar old rival.

"Are they all very strong?" Qin Ming asked.

Lu Zizai said: "In order to challenge the Six Imperial Powers, they are well prepared. There are experts who help them refine some of their consciousness and aura, with strands of pure yang energy."

He did not belittle it, but commented very objectively, believing that Fangwai Dizhi was trying out new methods and verifying some new ideas.

“In the first two realms, the core disciples of the same level in the Liuyu Ancestral Temple are not afraid of this group of people, but after reaching the spiritual field realm, they will be in big trouble.” Lu Zizai sighed.

In fact, even at the Outer Saint stage, the improvement speed of the New Life Path will suddenly slow down, and the gap will begin to widen rapidly.

A group of non-Buddhist disciples were very confident even when walking in the ancestral temple of Liuyu.

This is because, even though the "Boxian Sutra" could compete with the "Six Imperial Heart Sutra", it was only regarded by them as a means of protecting the way, rather than the main practice.

Some old seniors in the outside world told them that their path was the immortal path, which could look down on all religions and establish the strongest belief in all disciples.

In fact, it was the same when disciples were selected. People without spirituality could not enter the outside world, and people without divine wisdom could not join the esoteric religion.

The ordinary people who are selected and left over can only rely on physical mutation and take a difficult path.

“It is indeed not easy to have a sect like Liuyu appear on the road to rebirth.” said a core disciple from the fairyland.

"To be able to gain a foothold in the Night Mist World, to be famous throughout the world, and to have some old seniors in the Immortal Land nod in approval, is considered very powerful."

They feel that they are making objective evaluations and actually have a very strong sense of psychological superiority.

Because they believe that they are already the winners during the disciple selection stage, and only the ordinary people who are eliminated will start a new life.

In a sense, this is indeed the difference between immortals and mortals in their eyes.

"The showdown will be tomorrow. Are you guys confident?" asked Luo Yao, a girl in white. She had curved eyebrows and watery eyes. It was obvious that she was not a quiet person.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister Luo, it's not a big problem." A young man in yellow responded. As he spoke, a dazzling sky-light energy emerged from his body, and even his hair was dyed with golden light.

Others also spoke up. They knew very well that the girl in white was of great importance. The "sister" she once followed had a very high status in the fairyland. Although she was still young, she was already able to compete with people of the previous generation.

The white-clothed girl, Luo Yao, was also outstanding enough. When she reached the age to do so, she competed for the position of core disciple and defeated many opponents. She was successfully selected on her first try.

"If you think about it carefully, they can only compete with us in the first two realms. After reaching the third realm, they can only look at our backs from afar. I wonder why the elders want to test us like this?" someone asked.

"Any path needs to be constantly improved. This should be a preparation for the great expansion. Disciples in the first two realms need various means of protecting the path."

Luo Yao was not as jumpy as usual, and said seriously: "You all should be more serious, don't lose badly in the end, that would be embarrassing."

Then, she looked at a purple-clothed youth beside her and said, "Li Daocheng, you have to keep your composure in the end. This is the first time that the seniors have tried this technique, you can't embarrass them."

The young man Li Daocheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister Luo. The "Bo Xian Jing" I comprehended is enough to rival the "Liu Yu Xin Jing". It seems to be a natural fit for me. I was obsessed with it for a while and almost delayed my cultivation on the path to immortality."

He actually had purple hair, his face was calm, and there was a faint purple glow flowing in the depths of his eyes. This was a manifestation of his practice of the Immortal Scripture reaching a certain level.

In fact, every time he breathed, wisps of purple mist would flow towards him between heaven and earth.

Luo Yao smiled and said, "Well, you have been commented on by my sister. You must perform well this time. I will lend you her practice notes when we go back."

Afterwards, they stopped talking about the subject and just enjoyed the spectacle.

In front of us, a fire willow towered into the night sky. Its huge crown covered an area of ​​several miles, like a mountain. The branches that hung down were red like clouds, very beautiful.

Lu Zizai said: "Do you feel it? People from the outside world always have a sense of psychological superiority when facing us."

"Because we are ordinary people who have mutated our bodies." Qin Ming smiled and nodded. He had long been accustomed to it and there was no ripple in his heart.

In fact, when he and the white-clothed girl Luo Yao first met, although she had no ill intentions, she also laughed at his simplicity and said that they seemed to be infinitely far apart as separated by mountains and seas.

After looking at a few young men, Lu Zizai stopped watching and turned back. Qin Ming asked, "Brother Lu, when we fight them tomorrow, as a disciple of Liuyu, should I show them the Liuyu Power?"

Initially, he was embarrassed to mention these things, because he had already gained a lot and was not so shameless. Now he thought it would be more appropriate to educate his opponent with the signature power method of the Six Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Lu Zizai said: "There is something wrong with Liu Yu's path, you don't have to practice it. What I am doing now is to forget the past skills. I regard you as a person of my generation, and I don't want you to follow the path of the predecessors. Every ancestor is blazing his own trail and carving out a new world, and you should do the same."

Qin Ming sighed secretly. The silk calligraphy he practiced was very different. From the current point of view, the more skills the better, but he didn't want to mention this matter again.

After all, he was one of those who were about to run away.

Lu Zizai turned his back to him, stopped, and said, "I suspect that your method is similar to a special scripture in history, but everyone failed, some died, some were disabled, and there was a ancestor-level figure involved."

Qin Ming was shocked when he heard this. He felt that what Lu Zizai mentioned was very much like silk calligraphy!

Lu Zizai looked back and said, "If you really take this path and can endure it to the end, come find me later!"

He added: "In the early stage, if I give you the Six Imperial Heart Sutra which still has problems, I'm afraid you will burst. You'd better take it step by step."

"Brother Lu, what is your identity?" Qin Ming couldn't help but ask, bringing up the old matter again.

Lu Zizai said, "You want to know so much? Well, after I defeat the people from Fangwai Xiantu, I will tell you before I leave."

At night, Qin Ming's whole body was glowing with golden light. Although he had comprehended the "Heluo Sutra", it was still a short time after all. He had only practiced a little bit of Tianguang Jin, which was not a complete success. Now there was a way to solve the problem.

In a moment, he used gold to create water to transform the energy of heavenly light. Soon, the golden clouds turned into water mist, overlapping and submerging him, and rich vitality flowed.

Then, he transformed again, and kept trying, switching between the five elements, becoming more and more proficient.

In the end, he could transform his attributes with just a thought.

The next day, a large training ground in the Liuyu ancestral temple was already filled with people.

Everyone knew that the people from the Immortal Land outside the Fangwai had come to learn from each other and exchange ideas, and wanted to compete with them using the methods they had learned on the road to freshmanhood, which caused an uproar.

Many disciples of the Liuyu ancestral temple were holding back their anger, feeling that they were offended. It didn’t matter whether the other party won or lost, they could use their own weaknesses to attack the enemy’s strengths, but if they won, how would the Liuyu lineage retain their dignity?
"The disciples here have not been practicing the methods of rebirth for five years." An old man said with a smile.

“Well, the disciples we have here have only been on their new journey for two years.” An elder of the Liuyu Ancestral Temple responded calmly.

In fact, he was repeating what Lu Zizai said in secret, and was completely a "discourse transit station".

Yesterday, Lu Zizai went to see the disciples of Fangwai Xiantu in person and already knew their abilities.

At this time, Qin Ming was dressed in blue, standing quietly in the middle of the field, and no one recognized him.

Lu Zizai was also afraid that if he performed outstandingly, he would be remembered by some shameless old seniors in the outer fairyland, just like the overlord in the past, who ended up in tragedy.

However, Qin Ming's realm is still low, and he is not in the eyes of those big shots for the time being. But if he is remembered every time, it will be deeply impressed in the long run.

Near the training ground, a fire spring was flowing, and large silver trees were swaying, all glowing and illuminating the place.

The people from the Immortal Land were sitting on a high platform, looking relaxed, but they actually took this matter very seriously. If the trial was successful, several old predecessors would continue to verify many amazing ideas.

The ground paved with lapis lazuli was very hard. A young man came from the fairyland, dressed in white, spotless.

As he moved forward, green leaves appeared one after another, followed by withered yellow leaves fluttering in the air and lingering outside his body.

"It's actually the Withering and Flourishing Sutra. How can he practice to this level at his age? Not only is the Sky Light Energy being released, but it's also taking on a form, forming a special scene?"

The faces of some of Liu Yu's disciples changed, which shocked them greatly.

"Why are you panicking? The Pure Yang Consciousness is just carrying the Heavenly Light Energy. Everything is fake." An elder shouted softly, asking them to be quiet.

Having said that, he was still unsure in his heart. The people from the outside world were equivalent to combining the two paths, which was quite bad.

The young man in white smiled, and as he practiced the Sutra of Withering and Flourishing, brilliant flower buds blossomed in the void, then swayed and flew towards Qin Ming.

Even when he was taking action, he always acted otherworldly, ethereal and exceptional.

Qin Ming stood there, picking up flowers with his fingers and smiling slightly. His clear and bright charm was obviously better than that of the young man opposite him.

The young man in white had sweat on his forehead. The flower carried his Heavenly Light Energy, as well as the Pure Yang Consciousness Light that the elders had helped him to refine. Originally, it was extremely powerful and could explode in an instant, but now it was being admired as an "ordinary flower". What kind of monster was this?

Then, he once again activated a sacred flower bud, causing it to spin at a high speed and suppress his opponent.

Qin Ming still used the same hand to gently pick up the flower, while the other hand was behind his back, relaxed and free, unrestrained and natural, like a banished immortal facing an ordinary person.

In the eyes of everyone in the outer fairyland, everything is reversed.

With a swish sound, Qin Ming shook his hand, and the two flower buds flew back faster than when they came, and bloomed again. The petals bloomed and fluttered one by one, and then exploded with a bang!
The young man in white couldn't avoid it at all, and was covered by the petals all over the sky. His white clothes exploded, cracks appeared on his body, and he was coughing up blood. He was shaking violently, and finally fell to the ground with his back to the sky, staining the ground red with blood.

"That's it? Are you here just to offer flowers to the Liuyu ancestral temple?" Qin Ming asked with one hand behind his back.

(End of this chapter)