Night without Borders

Chapter 185 The Reason Why the Jedi Was Drilled
"I can't quite believe it!" In the temple, a woman in white stood gracefully, with black hair and a white ribbon on her slender waist, all fluttering slightly.

The scriptures on the wall held no secrets for her. She had tried to understand them for a long time but just couldn't make them work.

Qin Ming said calmly, "When I was discussing with you just now, I used this sutra to govern all the laws."

The woman in white was lost in thought. She knew better than anyone how difficult it was to practice this scripture, because even with her talent she couldn't get started. This was a trap deliberately set by that old man a long time ago.

She had heard about it.

But, has this young man in coarse linen clothes already demonstrated it in actual combat?
The expression on that beautiful face beneath the black hair was quite complicated.

"Silk calligraphy is indeed extremely difficult to practice. I have been exposed to it since I was young and have practiced for more than ten years before I got the hang of it." Qin Ming looked very touched.

For some reason, the woman in white wanted to beat him.

Because, thinking back carefully, she had spent no less than ten years on it, but it just didn't work.

Of course, she was well aware of the dangers of this skill. It would explode with a bang at the end. She just didn't want to admit defeat and wanted to explore the previous part.

"How did you learn this skill?" asked the woman in white. If she didn't know the answer, it would be difficult to untie the knot in her heart.

"There are only two words: hard work." Qin Ming said seriously.

The woman in white became a little dangerous. This scripture was definitely not something that could be polished out over time, and what were more, a dozen years?
Qin Ming felt something and quickly said, "There is another way to practice it. Master will guide you and help you open up the path to form the initial circulation route of the practice."

The woman in white looked at him. In order to master this path, he had to become a disciple? What was he thinking?

Moreover, she had heard of this statement.

But she scoffed, thinking that if she couldn't achieve it on her own and needed someone else to lead the way, how could she ever reach the top?

"Senior, do you want to study this method?" Qin Ming asked.

"Do you want me to become your disciple?" The woman in white stared at him.

"That's not what I meant." Qin Ming immediately shook his head.

What is the temple? I guess it's just the founder of silk calligraphy, who knew he was going to "explode", and dared to come here and act recklessly. He doesn't dare to die at this stage.

"Let's not take this road!" The woman in white gave up.

At the same time, she kindly reminded that in the end all practice would be in vain and everything would have to be returned to heaven and earth, and that this scripture had serious problems.

"Thank you for the warning, senior." Qin Ming said, his eyes shining and he felt confident that he would be able to solve this problem completely in the end.

"You are very confident and proud in your heart." The woman in white walked forward, and like Qin Ming earlier, she had eager eyes and began to rub... and rub her hands.

Is this retaliation?
Qin Ming panicked. This senior master was really narrow-minded!

"My lord, the tea is here." At this moment, a man in a black robe appeared. His voice was hoarse and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman. He actually came from the cold moon and walked along the bluestone path that led to the night sky and entered the hall.

The woman in white stopped and did not come to Qin Ming.

"You have passed the level of life and death. Do you want to challenge other paths? Those levels involve improving talents, prolonging life, the final destination of the Jedi, etc. There must be something you desire." She asked.

Qin Ming thought about it and refused. He decided to quit while he was ahead and not stay here for long.

Because, if someone hadn't come to bring him tea, he might have been beaten!
A man in black robe entered the main hall, carrying a tea tray.

The woman in white flicked lightly, and the whole palace suddenly became different. The cobwebs on the wall disappeared, the bloodstains on the ground disappeared, and the old trees in the courtyard sprouted branches and leaves.

A layer of faint light flowed by like water, and the broken windows that creaked in the night wind and the cracked ground all looked brand new.

Even in this strange town, many people were surprised to find that the main hall of the temple was glowing in the night fog, and the golden clouds pierced the night sky.

At this moment, the entire magnificent palace is no longer dilapidated, and the gray tiles have turned light gold. This place has become sacred. The vermilion pillars in the hall are carved with god-like creatures. White mist is everywhere, and the stone slabs on the ground are filled with moonlight, as if there is a gurgling stream flowing.

Qin Ming felt very dreamy. Everything was different and he had become a guest of honor. The words on the wall were still shining, but they no longer suppressed him.

In the courtyard, the withered old tree stretched out its branches, extending into the temple, producing lotus flowers, which turned into a lotus platform, which became his seat.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the table, and someone came to serve him tea, while the woman in white was sitting opposite him.

Qin Ming discovered that the teacup brought by the man in black robe was empty and there was no tea in it.

The woman in white waved her hand, and wisps of smoke rose from the incense burner in front of the hazy statue deep in the hall, gradually flowing into their tea cups.

"This is..." Qin Ming was stunned. Is this drinking tea or eating "aroma"?
He saw the woman in white drank it first, so he drank it too.

For a moment, Qin Ming felt his mind was clear, as if he was about to rise into the sky, and his whole body seemed to be purified.

"Good tea!" he exclaimed. Just in this state, he could achieve twice the result with half the effort when trying to comprehend the scriptures.

Moreover, he looked at the wall and began to comprehend the meaning of the sutra with faster efficiency. For a moment, he did not dare to resonate, for fear that he would be shaken by the ancestor's terrifying emotions and lose consciousness.

The woman in white said, "Do you know the ingredients of the incense in the copper furnace? A small area on the tip of the horn of the purple whale in the North Sea that contains the divine pattern is ground into powder, mixed with the tears of the sky deep in the night fog world, and mixed with the gum of the immortal tree in Kunling Ruins, and then supplemented with..."

Qin Ming was stunned by what he heard. Any one of these materials was priceless and rare in the world, yet they were made into incense in a copper furnace. Isn't this too extravagant?

The woman in white sighed, "It was sent by someone else. What a pity, that person is dead and will never be able to drink such fragrant mist tea again."

"Isn't this it?" Qin Ming looked down at the teacup in his hand.

"It's just the incense ashes that have reignited." The woman in white said.

Qin Ming coughed immediately. Is he eating dust? !

The woman in white glanced at him and said, "Although the scent of the fragrant tea is only one ten-thousandth of what it is, I just want to ask you if it has any effect?"

"Thank you, senior!" Qin Ming tried to comprehend the meaning of the scriptures again.

He memorized the scripture in its entirety and gained some new insights!
This refined version can be practiced to the fourth level of perfection, but only a part of the fifth level is written before it stops abruptly. Obviously, the founder thought that it was not allowed to continue, otherwise there would be disaster.

Even so, Qin Ming also felt that there were much more records than those in his own silk book.

Because more than half of the silk book had been torn off!

Those ancestors believed that the second half had serious problems and that practicing it would be fatal.

If Qin Ming obtained the family silk book, he should be able to resonate with the entire book.

This is the reason why he kept thinking about it and wanted to take it back from the Cui family.

Afterwards, Qin Ming began to cautiously test and try carefully to resonate with the scriptures on the wall. He wanted to discover more valuable things.

Sure enough, after the initial test, he was struck by lightning, and his mind went blank. All he could say was that the ancestor was too terrifying!

"Huh?" The man in black robe felt something and showed a look of surprise, looking at him quietly from a distance.

Next, Qin Ming gave it a go. Every time he felt like he was struck by lightning, he would take a long time to recover before trying again.

The woman in white also noticed his abnormality and drank tea while watching.

She muttered, "Is this a magic scripture? Others meditate on it, enter into a state of tranquility and enlightenment, but you study it facing the wall as if you are killing yourself."

Qin Ming was exhausted and drowsy. He felt like his sea of ​​consciousness was about to explode. Finally, he resonated with it piece by piece.

He sighed softly. It was a pity that the emotions left by the ancestor here ultimately only involved the original part of the fifth realm, and there was no higher level of law.

In fact, this is understandable. After all, the founder only wanted to leave a refined version, so he naturally wouldn't think too much about the original version.

But he was also content, as this was enough for him to study for a long time.

In this way, he could set off calmly without taking any risks and go to Cui's house to get the silk book when he was not strong enough.

At this time, in the strange town, a group of people believed that Li Wanqiu was dead.

“I thought he was so powerful, being the Young Ancestor and the Light of Pure Yang, but in the end, he is just a pool of blood in the temple.”

"It would be useless no matter who comes. I suspect that if Cao Qianqiu goes in, he will become Cao Shiqiu or Cao Qianhuo, either with his head missing or half of his body missing."

"If you tell him where your true identity is, even your lineage will be destroyed!"

Only Wu Yaozu refused to believe that his new friend had died, and he continued to wait.

Someone advised him that there was no need to wait because the person had already died.

"Xiao Wu, let's make a bet. If I win, can I stay in your yard for a night?" The blond old man riding on the back of a four-tusked white elephant smiled.

"Okay!" Wu Yaozu nodded.

"Count me in!" The young man with golden horns who had earlier said he would treat the guests also wanted to participate.

Wu Yaozu stroked his beard and said, "I really don't believe that my friend will die. What is your bet? You have to satisfy me."

He was somewhat dissatisfied and felt that the group's words were too unlucky.

In the temple, the man in black robe who served tea left.

Qin Ming suddenly realized that the woman in white had become dangerous again. She was still angry and wanted to beat him up!
"Senior, let me tell you, some people outside often criticize the temple. I think you should take good care of it. Just like Cao Qianqiu, he hated the sky for not having a handle and the earth for not having a ring..."

After Qin Ming realized that something was wrong, he immediately changed her target.

He felt that the woman in white had no intention of killing him, she just wanted to vent her anger and felt that she was offended. He was a young man and couldn't help but toss around, there was a group of old guys with unpredictable origins outside, which was quite suitable.

The woman in white crossed her chest, held her chin, looked into the night fog, and said, "It does make sense. If I accidentally poke you with my finger, you will become a pool of dirty blood on the ground. It's very boring!"

……

In the strange town, people saw Li Wanqiu coming out sideways, his body hazy and wrapped in fog, and flew back to the small courtyard.

A group of people were petrified. How could they get out alive?
Wu Yaozu was happy that his new friend was not dead, and then he began to rub his hands towards the people around him.

"Xiao Wu, come back quickly!" Suddenly, he heard his grandmother's voice.

"Hurry up, where are the bets? Bring them here, quickly!" Wu Yaozu urged anxiously.

……

In the temple, it seems that all the prosperity has ended and everything has returned to its original state.

There was no divine moon in the sky, nor any huge, resplendent and magnificent palace. Instead, there was only a dilapidated, leaky building covered with cobwebs and dust, which was about to collapse.

The woman in white stood quietly, somewhat absent-minded.

The man in black robe appeared again and said, "You are so unbelievable. Why are you pretending to be me again?"

The so-called coming from the Divine Moon is nothing more than walking out of the black fog.

With Qin Ming's level of cultivation, he couldn't see through it at all.

"Xiao Wu is leaving. I think it's time for you to go on a long journey too. You can't stay here any longer." The man in black robe said to the woman in white.

"I still want to accompany you." The woman in white was a little depressed.

"It's too dangerous. We don't know what will happen to the Fourth Jedi in the end." The man in black robe shook his head. He was already dead, but his fragmented consciousness remained here.

"Who on earth broke through the fourth Jedi?" asked the woman in white.

The black-robed man said, "I don't know, but he is very strong, and so strong that it is unimaginable. Other top creatures want to become gods by conquering some special realms, but this person wants to conquer the Jedi and refine all the weird scenes. It is unimaginable!"

Either the Fourth Jedi is restored and that person dies, or that person succeeds and the Fourth Jedi disappears.

The black-robed man sighed, "The most terrifying thing is that I'm worried that this person's target is all the Jedi in Kunling, and Kunling is a legendary place, so it's very important!"

"Kid, you have to go." The man in black robe said seriously and solemnly.

"Okay!" The woman in white nodded.

Then she rubbed her fists.

This made the black-robed man stunned, and he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"The group of wandering gods outside are going too far. Beat them up with the magic mace!"

The woman in white felt unhappy and depressed. Moreover, she also heard the discussions outside and was persuaded by Qin Ming, so she decided to change her target.

……

In the strange town, a group of people murmured, wondering if there was something wrong with the temple, and that someone had managed to break into it successfully?

In the dilapidated courtyard, Wu Yaozu's grandmother appeared, looking at the two of them in a very serious manner, and said, "If you leave in the morning, your body will break apart, and if you leave in the evening, your soul will leave. You can only leave at noon, which is when the moon is farthest from you. Get ready, and I will personally send you out then!"

Otherwise, Ye Wujiang will be the same as the previous book, with one chapter off every weekend. Otherwise, I will take a leave every time it’s late at night. Let’s tentatively do it on Saturday. I will just finish one chapter today and continue working hard tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)