In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

What's wrong with Tai Chi?

Lü Yao was somewhat confused.

Tai Chi has always been associated with a serene and unpretentious image of a master.

Even when happy or angry, they don't act like ordinary people; instead, they are like children, with the heart of a child.

Perhaps it is this mindset that allows him to see the essence of various complex and secret techniques and quickly grasp and understand them.

If he were a real person, then on the ancient star of the Big Dipper, or even on the scale of the entire universe, the number of geniuses stronger than him could be counted on one hand.

Doing nothing yet accomplishing everything is action itself.

By practicing "non-action" (wuwei), by not forcibly intervening and by following nature, one can achieve "non-action" (wubuwei), meaning that everything can be accomplished naturally. This is essentially a higher level of "action" (youwei), which is success.

This is half of the first sentence in the general principles of Tai Chi Chuan; the other half describes the transformation of Yin and Yang in the chaos.

But Lü Yao didn't know how to comfort it... Although the Tai Chi Chuan had awakened in his body and had anthropomorphic behaviors and emotions, Lü Yao had no idea how it worked.

Lu Yao only knew that the various cultivation methods would adjust their progress and direction according to his thoughts.

Want to try it?

However, a piece of information left Lü Yao both amused and exasperated:

[Your "Tai Chi Chuan" is moved by your concern and tells you the reason. It turns out that your decision to abandon using Tai Chi Chuan to fight against the opponent's secret imperial techniques has deeply humiliated it, and it has also begun to doubt its own path.]

Wait a minute, we're not missing anything, so don't let your Dao heart break down!

Lu Yao sat up abruptly in a panic: "Don't do that! You can't let your Dao heart collapse!"

The comprehension of Tai Chi Chuan is ridiculously strong. Even Ye Fan, who has the Bodhi Seed, might not be stronger than it. It can't be that its Dao Heart will collapse and become a useless secret technique just because of one battle, right?

Seeing your anxiety stemming from concern, your "Tai Chi Chuan" felt a warmth in its heart and vowed to thoroughly comprehend the Eight Thousand Secret Techniques and the forbidden chapter of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, transforming it as quickly as possible into a Quasi-Emperor Secret Technique or even a Great Emperor Forbidden Secret Technique.

That's more like it...

[Your "Tai Chi" technique is currently reflecting on and reviewing this battle. I will share a copy with you later, so please do not disturb me.]

This...this person is still a little bothered by being beaten...hasn't fully recovered to be that enlightened master yet.

Well, at least his Dao heart is preserved. I'll see if there's a way to get him to study the scriptures and teachings of the ancient clans and holy lands later.

Lu Yao was determined to obtain all kinds of scriptures and secret manuals as soon as possible, including those from the human race, the demon race, and the ancient race. He would accept them all.

Your "Soldier's Secret" is lying on a boulder, seemingly unhappy, because you didn't use it in battle.

Is this ever going to end? Are all of you this individualistic?

Lu Yao's eyes widened as he searched for the stone, whose existence he didn't know if, to see if there really was someone on it.

If so, pin the soldier to the ground and kill him.

Can't you two see you're being chased? You're just making things worse!

[Your "Soldier's Secret" senses your anxiety and knows you care about it. Holding its baby bottle and patting its chest, it assures you it has a great idea and will definitely help you refine the gourd into an invincible divine object.]

Wait... is he sucking on a baby bottle?

Lu Yao's eyes were full of doubt. What exactly was the "Secret of the Soldier"?

But after a while, Lü Yao realized that he didn't understand the essence of the cheat system at all, so he gave up.

"Fine, let them take whatever they want. I'm tired, I need to rest."

Although the battle with the Hundred Flowers Saintess lasted only a few dozen moves and he was not injured, the subsequent escape from the pursuit of a half-step Great Power was quite mentally taxing, and Lü Yao quickly fell into a deep state of recuperation.

When I awoke again, the lake reflected the full moon, wisps of mist swirling around it. On several distant mountain peaks, there were corpse kings and ferocious beasts, exuding powerful auras as they breathed in and out of the moonlight.

No old corpse with a cultivation level above Dragon Transformation can even occupy a small hill. That's how realistic the cultivation world is; strength is paramount.

Why does it look like there's someone on the lake?

Lu Yao rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating from the secret energy of the character "兵".

"Sigh...it really was an illusion. It's all fine now, it can't be a ghost, can it?" The woman in the green palace dress on the lake disappeared.

Although the hallucinations disappeared, Lü Yao felt colder, as if something was blowing air onto his neck.

He rubbed the back of his neck to smooth out the goosebumps, feeling a little apprehensive.

This is the Qinling Mountains, filled with ancient corpses. Regardless of their cultivation level, cultivators seem to prefer burying themselves here. It's normal if there are any remnant souls or something similar, right?

As the old saying goes, "Born in the Eastern Wilderness, buried in the Qinling Mountains?"

"I actually miss Master Duan a little now. I shouldn't have bullied him like that last time. How will we brothers face each other in the future?"

Holy light flashed in Lü Yao's eyes, and runes representing the path of light rose and fell as he searched for the anomalies on the lake and in this vast ancient forest, piece by piece and inch by inch.

But the woman in green never appeared again, and there were no graves nearby.

For an entire day, purple divine light descended from the gourd above Lü Yao's head, transforming into a light curtain to protect him, and then he activated his divine eye to search for any anomalies in the vicinity.

Still nothing.

Tonight is not a full moon night. On Earth, it would be around the tenth of each month. The crescent moon hangs high, its light flowing, and all sorts of corpses are greedily absorbing the moon's radiance and dragon energy.

Lu Yao sat cross-legged by the lake, with a pile of ordinary source stones in front of him, mixed with a lot of pure source stones. Strands of essence were absorbed by the Dao Palace and the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm.

Even with the Devouring Heaven Demon Art's automatic cultivation and comprehension of the Great Dao, the essence of heaven and earth cannot be generated out of thin air; it still requires Lü Yao's provision.

He also voluntarily shared his understanding of Tai Chi Chuan and practiced alongside the Devouring Heaven Demon Art. His progress almost doubled, and he might only need two more months of arduous training to advance to the fifth level of the Dao Palace.

Suddenly, he stopped cultivating and opened his eyes.

A woman in a green dress appeared on the lake, wearing a hairpin that was neither gold nor jade.

This green hairpin was tied into her dark hair and hung between her cloud-like hair, with flowing patterns.

The woman's eyes held an lingering sorrow, which slowly transformed into hope.

Upon seeing this, Lü Yao asked, "Who are you?"

The woman remained silent, as if her spirit could not communicate with the living, and slowly dissipated.

But a three-zhang-long whirlpool slowly appeared in the center of the lake, and the power of the void dissipated, like a gateway.

Lu Yao felt a tremor in his heart and a slight tremor in his mind, but it was not because of a crisis.

It seemed that an opportunity awaited him, and something in the lake was attracting him.

With a "splash!", water splashed everywhere.

Lu Yao chose to trust his intuition and entered the vortex that seemed like a gateway between two worlds, disappearing into the Qinling Mountains where corpses danced and ferocious beasts roamed freely.

......

"Brother Xun Can, hurry up!"

When Lü Yao opened his eyes, he heard this voice, but it came from his own mouth, as if he had become a six or seven-year-old girl.

Behind him was a boy of the same age, chasing after her.

"Ying'er, wait for me!" The boy's smile was as bright as the sun, pure and warm, as he played the simplest game in the world with the girl.