Night without Borders

Chapter 270 All Under Heaven Belongs to the King
The fishing line in Qin Ming's hand was stretched straight, connected to the dark sky.

Deep in the night fog, the prey's outline was partially revealed. It was tall and had fluttering hair.

Qin Ming really wanted to imitate the red squirrel and say: Damn it!
He looked at Old Man Liu. Could it be that he was right?
Qin Ming gritted his teeth, pulled the fishing line hard, and continued to fish for the prey in the night sky.

In the black fog, the slender figure was looming, with disheveled hair, and gradually the shape was revealed.

Then, in the inky sky, a graceful woman looked down, and she looked evil no matter how you looked at her.

"Turtle!" The red squirrel was so scared that he started speaking human language again.

"What are you shouting about? She came from the sky. She is a fairy from heaven." Old man Liu corrected it reluctantly, asking it not to talk nonsense.

However, he thought to himself, that woman in the sky... is really white!
As Qin Ming exerted force, she gradually floated to the "surface of the water", her silver hair like a waterfall, her white and slender hands holding the fishing line, her round and slender legs walking in the air.

In the black fog, she was white from head to toe and was glowing. Although her full appearance could not be seen clearly, it was certain that she was a woman.

However, in the eyes of the red squirrel, there is no difference between the white and the bloody ones, they are all evil spirits that suddenly appear in the night sky.

A glowing white woman with long fluttering hair suddenly accelerated and descended with a brilliant light, even her pupils emitted light as bright as lightning.

"Retreat quickly!" Qin Ming reminded.

"Okay!" Old Man Liu turned and ran.

As for the Inspirational Rat, it had already run a hundred feet away.

Because it really couldn't bear it, its fur stood up and its body felt like it was pierced by bamboo sticks, the pain was unbearable. It thought to itself, isn't this an evil spirit?
"Is this the Heavenly Demon? Why is it so spooky?" Qin Ming also had doubts.

In the night sky, a fairy came flying, her long hair cutting through the thick night fog, her graceful figure swooping down, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, illuminating the place.

Qin Ming snapped his fingers, seemingly making a random attack, but it contained a killer move from the outer saint realm.

A golden cicada rushed into the night sky, carrying a large amount of light rain. Its wings were like swords, emitting brilliant sword light, and the rays of light formed into pieces, continuous like rain and waterfalls.

With a loud bang, the woman with white light flowing all over her body was blocked and covered by hundreds of sword lights. Her silver hair was broken, her clothes were shredded, and she was stabbed in many places all over her body.

But in a flash, her murderous aura surged, and a dazzling white light shone from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She let the sword light penetrate her slender body and continued to pounce down to kill.

The golden cicada changed again, and a dense rain of swords burned. It burst out with an even brighter light, illuminating all directions. The cicada's sound was like thunder, and the Zen rhythm was endless.

For a moment, the thunderous sound of golden cicadas burst out, supporting a magnificent spectacle.

The woman was distorted and deformed by the golden glow, and was about to be transformed back to her original form.

Qin Ming began to subdue this transformed evil.

Suddenly, his heart began to beat fast and he looked up at the sky.

Just then, in the night sky, a huge furry head appeared. It was as big as a hill, with a wide mouth and fangs, and its entire body was also glowing white.

A vicious beast with snow-white and translucent fur all over its body stood like a mountain, carrying boundless evil spirit, and then rushed down with the sound of iron chains colliding.

"Cat!" Inspirational Mouse called out in the distance.

It felt as if its skin was being peeled off, so it jumped up and ran away. The evil energy from the night sky rolled in like a huge wave, making it extremely uncomfortable.

"The white tiger living in the sky!" Old man Liu also ran away as fast as he could. He felt that staying would only cause more trouble.

The majestic white tiger, transformed from a demon, is lifelike, with thick white hair all over its body, each strand of hair is crystal clear, and faint stripes are clearly visible.

Even Qin Ming was shocked. There were two kinds of evil spirits in shape here? No, he realized what was going on.

This White Tiger Evil is truly extraordinary, in addition to its own formation, it has also condensed its "accomplices", but unlike ordinary souls, it gathers the Beauty Evil.

Such evil spirits are full of spirituality.

Soon, Qin Ming discovered that there was a broken chain around its neck, and it was locked up, and he could capture its more primitive and chaotic emotions.

Just now, it and Qin Ming worked together to break free from the restraints.

"Does this white tiger transformed from evil have an owner?" Qin Ming's pupils widened.

The chain was dull and seemed rotten, which was the fundamental reason why it was broken.

"Hmm?" Qin Ming keenly discovered the abnormality. The iron chain was made of heavenly light and divine wisdom, which was similar to the material of his fishing gear and was not a real object.

Moreover, due to the erosion of time and lack of human care, it was about to be torn apart by the white tiger.

"This was left by people or gods in ancient times. It should be okay to take it now." Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

It transformed into a white tiger and after leaping down from the night fog in the sky, its body kept shrinking, mainly because it was actively condensing, and finally it was only ten feet long.

However, it was even more dangerous. It was as bright as a tiger-shaped lightning and full of murderous energy, as if it would explode at any time and flatten the mountain.

It swallowed up the "fairy" along the way, and its fur became more crystal clear and gorgeous.

Qin Ming slapped out with his right palm, but failed to hurt the White Tiger. Instead, it bullied him and came close to him, opening its mouth to bite him, causing the nearby fog to collapse and the impact of white light was terrifying.

Nearby, the swamp dried up, big trees exploded, and huge rocks turned into powder. The evil spirit was invisible, but too terrifying.

Even Qin Ming felt unbearable pain all over his body, and blood appeared on his right palm.

Recently, his cultivation has been steadily improving, and his Taoism has been continuously advancing. Looking back on his past, he can be said to have been singing all the way. However, now he has been injured by this evil, and his life may be in danger.

Outside his body, a yin-yang black and white pattern emerged, slowly rotating and sealing the white tiger's open mouth.

It stretched out a big claw, and the black and white picture started to rotate, making clanging sounds, as if divine gold was colliding, and sparks were actually flying.

It roared, and the murderous spirit boiled, like a muffled thunder exploding here, and instantly the nearby grass, trees, and rocks completely disintegrated. The lethality of this raging murderous spirit was astonishing.

Qin Ming pulled the fishing line and restrained it with the hook.

At the same time, the Yin-Yang diagram he activated completely covered the white tiger.

The wailing of this lifelike white tiger was constantly reduced by the black and white light, erasing the strong evil spirit, and the tiger's head was about to explode.

In the end, the White Tiger Demon was subdued by Qin Ming and lay on the ground.

"Could this be another rare treasure left to its disciples by an immortal sect from the ancient times?"

It was too difficult for a young disciple to subdue such a powerful evil spirit, as he would be killed at any time. Qin Ming estimated that if he had not refined the black and white fish first and reached the middle stage of the second realm, he would definitely not be able to stop the White Tiger Evil if he encountered it before.

"Gold-attributed evil?" He originally thought that the evil he encountered in the Black and White Mountains was mostly related to yin and yang. Now it seems that this area is far more complicated than he imagined.

Before this, he had also discovered many kinds of thunder demons that had not yet become powerful.

However, after thinking about it, he could understand it.

The Black and White Mountains are quite complicated. Whether it was two years ago or two hundred years ago, they have all been baptized by the light from the otherworldly world, and all kinds of evil are possible.

Not to mention, it was once a world-renowned monster five hundred years ago, and a thousand years ago, a beast god appeared there. It is truly unfathomable.

Qin Ming was certain that this was a legendary evil spirit, which should have been prepared by the ancient Taoist temple for the most core disciples, so as to sharpen their consciousness and spiritual light, just like chopping with an axe or slashing with a sword.

He tried to sit on the tiger's back, but it felt like a sharp knife piercing his skin.

Qin Ming protected his body with black and white light, and then he sat on it steadily. The big cat transformed from skylight carried him and walked steadily.

He noticed that its consciousness, which was originally in its embryonic stage, was returning to its primitive state, and if it continued like this it would disappear completely.

"It has to be refined. It's not good if it has a confused consciousness. It's okay to disperse it."

Qin Ming was riding on the white tiger, scaring the red squirrel in the distance so much that its mouth opened wide and its eyes became round.

Afterwards, Qin Ming used the iron chain on the white tiger to wrap it tightly, sealing it, making its body shrink further, as big as a dog, and finally stuffed it into the internal space of the rag.

"This mountain is a little different." Old man Liu came back and said solemnly. He had lived in this area for decades and clearly noticed something unusual.

Qin Ming nodded. He felt that the entire black and white mountain seemed to have life and was reviving.

Perhaps it was because of this that he was able to catch the White Tiger Evil in the night sky.

Qin Ming practiced the "Black and White Sutra" here and found that it was particularly compatible with this area.

In an instant, he felt as if the entire black and white mountains were breathing with him, and all the towering mountains seemed to be a little different, as if fairy mist was rising.

Qin Ming's mind was clear and he immediately sat down cross-legged, as if this was a grand Taoist temple, naturally suitable for practicing the Black and White Sutra.

Unfortunately, he only got the first twelve pages of this sutra and there is no follow-up for the time being. He has already understood everything he needs to comprehend.

"Huh? This piece of mountain and river seems to be filled with scriptures!" He was shocked.

Qin Ming suddenly realized that the source of this classic book might be the Black and White Mountain?
At present, the Black and White Sutra is very important to him and he cares a lot about the meaning of this sutra.

Qin Ming suddenly felt blessed, and the Yin-Yang fish turned and covered it. He took a step forward, following the mysterious induction, and walked in the mountains.

Old Man Liu and the red squirrel followed behind slowly.

Sure enough, this feeling was correct. After Qin Ming practiced the Black and White Sutra, he found that the mountains and rivers seemed to be whispering, as if the meaning of the sutra was flowing.

Broken mountains and collapsed cliffs have made him stop. He came to one ruin after another, listening to the "whisper" of the mountains and rivers.

In a state of enlightenment, Qin Ming traveled in and out of various places. He saw lines of text among the broken mountains and cliffs, and there were scriptures hanging on the ruined black and white mountains.

In this state, he continued to master nine pages of the scriptures, and mastered a total of twenty-one pages.

Qin Ming sighed inwardly. The remains of the Black and White Mountain were too badly damaged. At the moment, he could only resonate with this much, and the scriptures hanging on the cliffs were also broken.

In this special state, he saw many different things, such as a layer of fog in the mountains.

"Xiao Qin, the route you are taking is a bit off the track, something is wrong!" Old Man Liu reminded that this was not the area he was familiar with, nor was it the residence of the old monsters, but a strange new environment.

Ahead, the fog is getting thicker!
After Qin Ming finished resonating the scriptures in the mountains, he was still moving forward according to his instinct. He realized that something was wrong, but he still couldn't help but explore it.

In his view, the thick fog in front of this area was like a dense curtain that he had touched and was about to lift.

Qin Ming walked forward for a distance again, and finally, as if he had cleared away the clouds and fog and removed the obstacles, his vision suddenly became clear.

He was completely stunned!

Old Man Liu and the red squirrel followed and were petrified on the spot after seeing the scene ahead.

What you see are neat rows of ridges, golden crops and bright golden clouds breaking through the night sky.

The two men and the rat were like clay sculptures or wooden carvings, their eyes fixed on each other.

The night fog should not be able to block such a wonderful sight ahead, but they had never seen it when they went in and out of the mountains on weekdays.

All the crops, from roots to leaves to ears of grain, are shining brightly, like golden ornaments, shrouded in mystery.

This is an open field, and the springs of fire that water them are golden and unique.

Qin Ming had never seen this kind of scene before, but he and Old Man Liu had heard of it.

Many years ago, a mountain ranger experienced such a thing. He was so shocked and frightened that he hurried to report it. However, he could never find the incident again.

After the red squirrel recovered, its eyes were full of little stars. Out of its instinct, it wanted to "grab food" and store it for the winter.

"Golden...Mother!" It spoke in human language excitedly.

"Then think of grain!" Old man Liu corrected it as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Golden...Wolf!" The Inspirational Mouse kept rubbing his little paws, staring eagerly, wishing he could take action immediately.

However, it knew who the big and small kings were, and looked at Qin Ming and Old Man Liu.

Whose rations are these? Qin Ming stared at the front. It was too bizarre. This Black and White Mountain had too many secrets that he didn't know.

There was a sound of horse neighing in the distance, accompanied by thunder, and a glowing horse was galloping in the distance.

In the farther area, it seemed that someone was harvesting crops, and faint "farmer's songs" could be heard.

"What is this place and who lives here?" The red squirrel carved words in the void.

"All under heaven belongs to the king; all within the four seas are the king's subjects. Let alone this place..." A clear voice rang in the ears of the two men and the mouse; a living creature discovered them.

The moon on the 15th is fuller on the 16th. I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival and a happy family reunion!

(End of this chapter)