Night without Borders

Chapter 62: A Fake Life

Qin Ming rubbed his temples. Every time he tried to recall those broken memories, he would feel a slight headache and feel mentally exhausted.

It is conceivable how badly he was injured in the past. He has been reborn again and again and has been constantly improving his physical condition, but he has not yet fully recovered.

However, he was sure that it would be soon. With the continuous transformation from the womb to the uterus, he would eventually solve the last few minor problems left in his body.

"It's a very fragmented picture. My life seems to be pieced together, almost fake." Qin Ming frowned.

When he was young and ignorant, he lived a poor life, his clothes were tattered and had many patches, but when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, things were completely different.

In those broken images, he had been riding a beast galloping outside a giant city. His mount was tall and mighty, with scales on its body flowing with a hazy glow, and it was obvious at first glance that it was no ordinary creature.

In addition, he once lived in a huge mansion, and all the utensils were exquisite and luxurious.

Important people there wore gorgeous clothes, wore beautiful jades, and were particular about their daily lives and travels. Even the hair accessories on women's heads were extraordinary, with rare feathers with flowing golden clouds as hairpins, or a bunch of peach blossoms with red clouds and delicate beauty inserted in their hair.

In this magnificent mansion, his name is Cui Chonghe, and he should be considered a direct member. He once witnessed a young boy named Cui Chongxuan, who was about a year younger than him, taking the tricolor flower and successfully integrating the four kinds of heavenly light power, which caused amazement.

"It's puzzling." Qin Ming said to himself.

He was a direct descendant there, and he could feel that his situation was not bad. He had fine clothes and delicious food, and even when he traveled, he had rare aliens to help him travel. But why didn't he embark on the path of cultivation?

After Cui Chongxuan integrated the four single Tianguang forces, he caused exclamations and was highly praised by the elders of the Cui family. They thought he was amazing and helped him find the priceless "Six Imperial Heart Sutra".

"It doesn't seem like a big deal to integrate the four kinds of sky light energy." Qin Ming thought. In this remote place, he easily surpassed others by relying on his own.

There were some things he couldn't figure out, and he had seen too few fragments of the picture.

"The year I was fourteen should have been a watershed." Qin Ming thought of some other incomplete scenes.

At that time, he lived a poor life again. His clothes were no longer gorgeous, but ordinary, even shabby, and he became a village boy.

Until one night, a young man in feathered robes appeared with his men, and a raging fire engulfed the entire village. Almost everyone there died, and he was also seriously injured.

Qin Ming wrote down a few numbers on the table with tea: three, thirteen, fourteen, and sixteen. Corresponding to his different ages, he led completely different lives, like a fake life pieced together.

At the same time, he searched through his broken past and learned the name of the woman in feathered clothes whom he saw last night - Li Qingyue.

When he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he often went out with some peers, all riding rare and exotic beasts. Li Qingyue was often in the picture. She was one of his good friends.

"We met in a remote place, but she didn't recognize me. Is it because I'm down and out now and have left the Cui family? Or is it because of the changes that happened two years ago, and there are deeper reasons that I can't get to know yet?"

Qin Ming sorted out the timeline, but the harder he tried to recall and dig, the more he felt that some fragments of his life were vague, like rootless duckweed, as if they did not belong to him.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Even if he knew more, what good would it do? He had already left that huge city and ended up here. He couldn't change anything at the moment.

The most important thing now is to accumulate strength, and as his life level improves, he will naturally be able to recall those things.

Qin Ming collected his attention and once again flipped through the yellowed book in front of him.

"Although the name Yellow Mud Palm doesn't sound nice, according to the records in the ancient books, it is a very orthodox and unique martial art..."

Qin Ming was surprised. The notes at the back showed that everyone who had practiced this palm technique highly praised it and thought it was very powerful. However, due to limited qualifications, many people could not practice it to the advanced stage.

Judging from the tone of some people's comments, they sound like those of very old celebrities, some of them actually said that the Yellow Mud Palm is not inferior to the killer moves of those advanced Qigong.

This aroused Qin Ming's interest, and he began to concentrate and prepare to study the book in detail.

Gradually, a thick fog appeared in front of his eyes, and then an old man appeared and practiced various free-hand techniques on the ground, from the transformation of life levels, to the cultivation of Tianguang Jin, to the transformation of decay into magic with the Yellow Mud Palm...

After reading to the end, Qin Ming was amazed, his thoughts flying, and he was out of that wonderful state.

He was so fascinated by this ancient book that he couldn't help but applaud in admiration.

"If one can reach that level, then the skill is close to the Tao!"

The name Yellow Mud Palm was chosen because the creator of this technique was too modest. Once this palm technique is practiced to a certain level of success, it can penetrate bones and internal organs, and destroy the inside of the body through the skin and flesh.

"This is the wonderful use of soft power." Qin Ming was certain that this kind of Tianguang power was definitely not a single power method, it must have integrated multiple secret powers, otherwise it would not be so strong.

"If I achieve something more, the soft force of the skylight will penetrate my fingers, break armor, tear apart fur, scales and horns, and destroy everything with ease."

Then, Qin Ming turned directly to the last page, and those scenes emerged one by one.

"The highest realm of the Yellow Mud Palm is to develop a special power. The Sky Light Force condenses strands of the earth's energy, and its power increases dramatically."

In the scene Qin Ming saw, the old man was standing on the ground. His feet could absorb the earth's energy and merge it with the light from the sky. Finally, the earth's essence between his hands became more and more dense and gradually condensed, like a piece of yellow mud attached to his hands.

He waved his right hand, and a huge monster as big as a hill, which looked like a very terrifying beast, was hit by his light palm and shattered into pieces with a crackling sound, like a mountain of flesh being cut and torn, dyeing the earth red.

"Amazing!"

This is beyond the scope of conventional fighting skills and is very unusual. The so-called skill is close to the Tao, which is caused by this superb method of breaking the cage.

"It's very difficult to practice to the highest level." Qin Ming sighed. He was very confident in the field of comprehension. Coupled with emotional resonance, he could gain the old man's experience and insights, so this aspect was not a problem at all.

Ultimately, it is the accumulation of the total amount of skylight. It needs to be powerful enough to bring out the essence of the earth with the soft power of skylight.

Qin Ming stood in the yard and practiced, starting with the mysterious soft power, because it was the essence of the book and supported everything.

Except for the time when he stopped to eat, he kept pondering and practicing in depth, from the Tianguang Soft Force to the Yellow Mud Palm.

Qin Ming wanted to master it as soon as possible, because the Yellow Mud Palm had a real and reliable combat record and had killed outsiders.

After most of the day, he felt a little tired and stopped.

When Qin Ming was resting, he thought silently. Among all the secret methods he had obtained, only the last move of the sword manual could be compared with the Yellow Mud Palm. That kind of sword intent wanted to cut through the sky and tear apart the night. Similarly, to fully display the power of the strongest sword intent, the requirements were also very high.

"I'm leaving soon, and I have to complete what I promised to others." Qin Ming attaches great importance to promises. Once he has said it, he must do it.

Not long after, he went into the mountains with a casting net.

The coldest days of winter have actually passed. In more than a month, the ice and snow will begin to melt, and it will not be long before the fire springs revive and spring flowers bloom.

Some birds are becoming increasingly active now and will probably start building nests in a while.

Qin Ming is already very familiar with the mountains and understands the habits of certain creatures. With his current skills, it is not difficult for him to sneak around and capture certain small creatures.

Half an hour later, he found his target and quickly threw the net towards a cluster of thorns.

"Help! The birds are being killed!" A small creature in the big net was crying out in panic, struggling constantly, trying to escape but unable to.

Qin Ming was overjoyed and rushed over. There was a light blue bird inside.

It was slightly shorter than a palm, with big eyes that shone like gemstones, and spoke in human language: "Master Two-legged Beast, please spare my life and release the little bird. I will take you to catch a bear, which has a lot of meat."

Before leaving, Qin Ming finally caught a talking bird and fulfilled his promise to Xiao Wenrui.

Right now, there was no way he could let go of the light blue bird.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the village, Qin Ming suddenly heard an angry voice coming from behind: "Who took my wife away? Stop right there, you don't want to live anymore!"

Qin Ming looked back and recognized it. It was much bigger than the other sparrows, more intelligent, sneaky, and had a very bad mouth. It had once made Cao Long very angry.

"Two-legged beast, let go of that talking bird, or I will ask the old bear to come down the mountain, break into the village and tear you to pieces. You don't know who I am, do you? I am a famous bird in the mountains. I can even ask the mountain king to come out and destroy your entire village!"

The nasty mutant bird's eyes turned red, and it chased close and kept intimidating and threatening.

However, when it saw that it was Qin Ming, it was stunned and quickly changed its attitude, saying, "Brother, the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. This is... a misunderstanding. We are a family."

Qin Ming was surprised, looking at the chirping bird in the night sky, which was arrogant at first but respectful later and also a bit chatterbox.

"Master Wu once told me to help you deliver letters and explore the way in the mountains before he left. But I've been a bit busy recently. I just got married and didn't take care of these things."

"What a mess!" Qin Ming didn't understand.

"Master Wu is the crow, following a woman covered in a black cloak. Let me tell you, that woman's name is Tang Jin. She has a great figure and a stunning appearance. I can draw her for you..."

Qin Ming suspected that this was a human who entered the mountains and turned into an alien species.

"Brother, please show mercy and let my wife go."

……

Not long after, in Lu Ze's home, two children jumped happily.

"Uncle, you are so amazing. You actually caught the whispering bird. I am so happy. The little squirrel just needs a companion."

"That's my wife. The squirrel should be paired with the weasel!" The mutant talking bird on the eaves shouted to make corrections.

The mutated red squirrel immediately stared at it with an unfriendly look.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu Ze felt that these little animals had become spirits!

Qin Ming said, "Just keep it for a few months and then let it go. I have already made an agreement with it. It will help warn you when Brother Lu goes into the mountains. Don't worry, it won't have any bad intentions. Otherwise, I will go find that Master Wu."

The next day, Yang Yongqing sighed and led his black goat to find Qin Ming, ready to set off to Jinjiling together.

Qin Ming was speechless. He really didn't want to make another trip. It was a hundred miles round trip. Why hadn't the incident happened yet?
"Uncle, don't worry. Just get there before dark. Why are you so eager to go to a den of thieves?"

"That's fine."

Even after lunch, Qin Ming was still unwilling to leave. Finally, Yang Yongqing could not wait any longer. He was worried that the bandits would cause trouble if he went too late. He could not persuade Qin Ming, so he had to set off first.

However, in less than half an hour, he came back running at full speed, triumphantly.

As soon as he arrived at the village entrance, he shouted with a smile: "Big news, God has opened his eyes and led all the bandits in Jinjiling to heaven, haha..."

"What?!" Everyone was startled and ran out.

When Yang Yongqing heard the news on the way, he was completely stunned.

He was still cursing yesterday, saying that unless all the bandits there were dead, he would have no choice but to report. But today, before he even got to Jinji Ridge, it really became a dead ridge!
Qin Ming drank a cup of rough tea and looked out the window. Things here had come to an end and it was time for him to travel far away.

……

In a famous and dazzling city, there were magnificent buildings in clusters. In the huge hall, there were carved beams and painted rafters. A dignified middle-aged man sat there and said, "Recently, many Yin-Yang medicines have flowed out from the Black and White Mountains, which has attracted the attention of many big families and outsiders. Cui Hong, you are more familiar with that place. You went there to observe it two years ago. Go and see if you can find a Yin-Yang medicine in the near future."

A man with very long arms was standing in the hall. He nodded in agreement after hearing what was said.

"Back then, you placed the child near the Black and White Mountains, right?"

"Yes, if he can survive, he should take root there." The man with long arms responded.

"Take a look while you're at it." The majestic middle-aged man ordered.

"What do you want to say?" the man with long arms asked cautiously. He knew that the majestic man sitting there would not just let him pass by and take a look.

(End of this chapter)