The Forbidden Path to Immortality - Chapter 55

Chapter 3

By the time Zuwang Peak was bathed in the yellow hues of autumn, and the fur of the birds and beasts gradually changed, the autumn had already passed for the better part of a month. Li Xun had already spent another “three months” on Zuwang Peak.

Twenty days earlier, Zhong Yin had announced that he had completed the “Bone Meridians to Heart” technique, and now the Mingxin Sword Sect’s methods could be applied to Li Xun without hindrance.

However, he showed no intention of leaving, and no one tried to drive him away.

Besides practicing, he would consult Qingyin on music theory and rhythm, spending a third of the twelve hours of the day with her.

It was a strange experience. His reason and emotion seemed to split into two independent entities. His heartbeat quickened at Qingyin’s every smile, his face flushed at every casual contact, and his heart was darkened by every moment of distance.

However, at the same time, he was laughing, cursing, suspicious, and resentful every moment. He began to hate his own “cleverness” and complained why he was sober at that moment – if that was a dream carefully woven by someone, then he should not wake up!

Even now, he was still wandering in a half-asleep and half-awake state.

That night, on Linyuan Terrace, Li Xun stood behind Qingyin, accompanying her to watch the clouds and mist that had not dissipated for years under the stage.

Linyuan Terrace was no different from the thousands of stone platforms on the peak, but the clouds and mist below it were very famous.

This piece of cloud penetrated the sky, straight up and down, stretching for 540,000 miles, which means that if you fall from here, there will be no obstacles in the middle and you can reach the bottom of the peak directly.

Qingyin has been in a good mood recently, and tonight was no exception. The two first talked about some music theory problems, and somehow the topic shifted to this cloud that penetrated the sky.

Qing Yin reached out her hand, tracing the rising mist, gathering some of it back. She said calmly, “You know, if you fall from here without controlling your Qi, even a Daluo Jinxian will be shattered upon landing.”

Li Xun blinked, a shudder running down his spine at the thought of the 540,000-li descent. Naturally, he could only nod.

Qing Yin added, “And that’s a Daluo Jinxian. An ordinary person, after falling a few dozen miles, would collapse under the combined pressure from both inside and outside. Even cultivators with profound skills who can sustain a distance exceeding ten thousand miles are rare.”

Li Xun had no idea what she meant, so he could only nod.

Qing Yin didn’t care, continuing, “When I was in the mountains, I was very curious about this. I always wanted to know what it would be like to jump from here, that long fall…”

The “mountain” she mentioned referred to her pre-mastery years, and Li Xun understood perfectly well.

However, he just discovered that Qingyin had some strange thoughts when she was a “child”.

Presumably, her personality is also very strange, right?

He was feeling a little funny when he suddenly heard Qingyin say: “Finally one day, I jumped from here!”

Li Xun said softly, and was slightly shocked by Qingyin’s madness at that time.

Qingyin’s tone was still calm: “It’s hard to describe that feeling… The clouds and mist blocked my eyes, the rocks were in the sky, and the pressure on my body was getting heavier and heavier. In the end, I wanted to tear my body apart! At that time, I

thought, I’m done.

“But, I survived after all. And when I was awake, my memory of everything before was blurred. The only clear thing was the despair when I couldn’t find any hope here… It was

unforgettable. “

Qingyin turned around, looked at Li Xun’s dull face, and smiled: “I’m very happy when I think about that feeling!”

Li Xun looked at her blankly, unable to tell what he felt in his heart, but he knew that he would never forget such a smile.

“Swish! “

A sharp sound of breaking through the air pulled him out of his confused thoughts. He

saw a silver-white light piercing through the clouds and mist below, shooting straight up. Qing Yin frowned slightly, and waved his sleeves slightly to capture the light.

“The sect’s flying sword is sending a message!” Qing Yin glanced at it and lost interest. He flicked the flying sword, which was only two inches long, into Li Xun’s hand, “Maybe something happened at the foot of the peak. Go call Zhong Yin!”

Li Xun responded and was about to leave when he heard Qing Yin calling him. Turning around, he saw Qing Yin smiling at him: “It seems that you are going down the mountain… You have had a great time these days. I want to thank you very much!”

Is this light sentence a farewell? Li Xun saw the smile on the corner of her lips, which was surprisingly not as exciting as usual.

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: “Do I look like a fool? “

This can be said to be the deepest and most sharp thought that Li Xun has had in his heart for the past three months. When he said it suddenly, Qingyin was stunned for a moment.

Li Xun stopped talking. He was convinced that Qingyin would understand the meaning of this sentence, so he just looked straight at Qingyin’s face, wanting to see what kind of reason she would give.

He could see that Qingyin’s eyes were looking at him completely differently at this time, and at the same time, he saw Qingyin’s smile.

This smile was not disguised at all, and it came completely from the heart, unlike her previous smiles, which were themselves a layer of fog, blocking the sight of others.

At this moment, Li Xun thought he had finally seen a corner of Qingyin’s heart.

Then he heard Qingyin’s answer: “The lower class cannot speak of the higher, mortals cannot point out the wonderful, fools cannot be called wise, and fools are not worthy of love… It’s good that you can understand it! “

Looking at Li Xun’s pupils that shrank instantly, Qing Yin smiled slightly, and without even giving Li Xun a chance to speak, she waved her sleeves and disappeared.

Li Xun looked at the place where she disappeared, stunned and speechless.

It was just as Qing Yin said, something happened, and it was a big thing.

Tongxuan Beiji Yemo Heaven, the seat of Miaohua Sect, finally broke the long silence since the Tiandu case.

The day before yesterday, news came out that Yu Sanren, Yao Feng, Qing Luan, Gu Yin and others jointly issued an alliance letter,

intending to gather millions of loose cultivators in the world to hold a so-called “loose cultivator alliance.” This caused an uproar.

“North Pole loose cultivator alliance? This is a strange news in the world!” Zhong Yin smiled after reading the content of the flying sword letter, “A loose cultivator alliance, can it still be called a loose cultivator? Sect Master Gu has been smart all her life, but she still doesn’t understand her uncle’s temperament! Li

Xun, still dazed by Qing Yin’s incident, ignored the words and ignored them.

Seeing his expression, Zhong Yin said nothing more, picked up his brush and continued painting, leaving Li Xun alone.

When Li Xun realized something was wrong and came to his senses, he didn’t know what to say. Just as he was feeling awkward, the sound of sword chanting rang out outside, and someone arrived.

Li Xun, as if he had been pardoned, quickly turned around and saw Ming Ji push the door open and enter.

Their eyes met, and Ming Ji smiled. Li Xun quickly returned the smile and bowed slightly as a greeting. Then, turning back, he called out, “Master Ming Ji is here!”

This statement could have been kept secret, but speaking it out showed respect for Mingji. Such subtlety, when applied in subtle ways, often produces more effective results than grand gestures.

Mingji smiled at him again before bowing to Zhong Yin and saying, “Sixth Uncle, another message has just arrived from Never-Night City: the Ten Demons of the Nishui River have crossed through Never-Night City and joined forces with the Miaohua Sect.

” “To stem this tide, Never-Night City has deployed the Ten Thousand Miles Aurora Wall. Master Tianzhi personally intervened, but was severely damaged by the combined forces of Yaofeng and Guyin.

“Right now, a breach has been opened in the Ten Thousand Miles Aurora Wall around the North Pole, and dozens of independent cultivators and demons are entering daily. The situation is getting a bit out of control!”

Li Xun, listening from the sidelines, was startled.

He had heard of the Ten Demons of the Nishui River before, but didn’t think much of them. But Master Tianzhi, the lord of Never-Night City and a master of the Aurora Mysterious True Method, was unrivaled in the world. Even such a master-level figure had suffered a severe loss. It seemed the Miaohua Sect was truly arrogant!

Moreover, hearing the names Yao Feng and Gu Yin gave him a slight toothache.

Zhong Yin, however, remained nonchalant, showing no sign of surprise. He set down his brush, staring at the unfinished painting before him with a faint smile. “How have the various evil sects reacted?”

“Most are waiting and watching, but the five sects of Succubus, Celestial Demon, Poison Hidden, Bliss, and Hades have declared their welcome. However, they haven’t seen any concrete action.”

“What are the sect leader’s plans?”

A sharp, cold glint flashed in Mingji’s eyes, and she replied calmly, “The sect leader has decided to take several disciples to the City That Never Sleeps to discuss a solution with the various sect leaders.”

She spoke of discussions, but Li Xun could clearly hear the clanging of a sword at the end, as if a precious sword were clanging in its scabbard.

Perhaps this was the true face of the Shining Sword Mingji in the Tongxuan Realm?

Zhong Yin also smiled, obviously seeing through the change of his niece’s mood. He nodded and smiled: “Then go. If you think the guards on the mountain are too few, you can let me know. Although I’m very lazy these days, I can still walk around the mountain a few times.”

“Thank you for your concern, uncle!”

Ming Ji bowed to Zhong Yin again, but her eyes moved to Li Xun again.

Li Xun felt uneasy when she looked at him, and forced a smile. Just when he was about to say something, he heard Ming Ji say: “

In addition , according to the sect leader’s wishes, Li Xun would like to go with us as well!”

Xun looked over in surprise, and Ming Ji looked back naturally. When their eyes met, Li Xun felt a little embarrassed.

He was in a trance just now, and he even forgot his current identity. According to common sense, a disciple like him should be excited to be supported by the immortal masters and participate in important events. Why did he show such an expression?

After a start, he finally regained his composure and feigned surprise, then joy: “Disciple, I will obey!”

Even as he uttered these words, he suddenly recalled the figure dancing like a flame. For some reason, a sharp pain shot through the right side of his cheek. His facial muscles twitched involuntarily, and his expression immediately shifted.

The two people in the room were incredibly discerning; such a change would naturally be obvious to them. It seemed, however, that someone had misinterpreted the situation.

Mingji smiled, “What are you afraid of? If a foe as formidable as the demon phoenix truly existed, it wouldn’t be your turn!”

Though she smiled, a sharp edge shone through her features, piercing the very essence of her words. Clearly, her meaning was more than simple.

Li Xun knew this wasn’t directed at him, but he still felt a chill in his heart.

He said nothing, simply lowering his head, averting his gaze, his gaze instantly becoming cold and deep.

Not my turn?

Not necessarily…

For the Mingxin Sword Sect, this was the first time Qingming had personally emerged since the forty-nine tribulations a hundred years prior. This clearly demonstrates the immense importance of the North Pole incident to the sect and even the Tongxuan Realm.

While most cultivators disregard superficial ceremonies, the leader of a particular sect is different. When Qingming and his disciples left the mountain, all the sect leaders, with the exception of Zhong Yin and Qing Yin, came to Zhiguan Peak to see them off.

In the Tongxuan Realm, when a sect leader travels, he always possesses some form of transportation that signifies his status.

These items, resembling imperial instruments, often feature distinctive markings and ingenious construction, projecting the majesty of the sect from afar. These items are collectively known as “sect cloud chariots.” The Mingxin Sword Sect,

known as the foremost sect in the East, is also renowned in the Tongxuan Realm for its cloud chariot.

This talisman is called the “Cloud Tower Moon-Grasping Chariot.” When folded, it resembles a palm-sized jade pendant. When unfolded, it transforms into a cloud nearly half a mile in radius, its density varying.

At the very center, a curtained chariot, formed from jade-white mist, swirled around it, its airy presence unlike any other. Decorated on its walls were seven or eight remarkable treasures, including the Sect Master’s seal, a dragon-patterned sword, and a Pure Heart Whisk. These were all seals of the Sect Master, representing the Sect’s supreme authority.

Seven steps outward from the chariot, thirty-six virtual mist cloud platforms, as numerous as the stars in the sky, were staggered and protected within. Further out, another 108 scattered cloud spirit steps, representing the circulation of the celestial sphere, formed the outermost barrier.

A north wind blew from high above, swaying the cloud platforms and spirit steps. Any external force stirred the interconnected hidden energy within, naturally causing the intricate formations hidden within them to rise with the wind, shielding the entire vast mass of cloud.

Qingming naturally wouldn’t bring all the sect’s elite on this trip, so there were only thirty-three cultivators seated there. Less than forty percent of the one hundred and forty-four cloud-shaped spiritual steps were occupied. While at first glance impressive, a closer look revealed a rather thin presence.

Despite their small number, their strength was immense.

Following the sect leader, three elders, Qingxu, Qingyang, and Qingyue, accompanied them. Of the second-generation disciples, the remaining six of the Seven Swords of Lianxia were present, with the exception of Luo Nanchuan, who was overseeing the sect’s daily operations. The remaining five were also present, along with four collateral disciples, all renowned cultivators in the Tongxuan Realm.

Twenty third-generation disciples, nearly all had reached the pinnacle of the Spiritual Transformation stage or the beginnings of the Infant Transformation stage. Among them, Wen Hai, the foremost disciple of the third generation, his Taoist companion Qi Bi, and Wu Lingquan, known as the sect’s “Three Spirits,” had all achieved the Infant Transformation stage, earning them considerable renown within the Tongxuan Realm.

Li Xun stood on a spiritual step, hands bowed, awaiting the conclusion of the ceremony on the peak. In his mind, he was comparing the strength of the two sects he was most familiar with.

One was the foremost sect in the East, the other the former foremost evil sect. Their reputations were similar, their strengths comparable, and even their pool of future talent was very similar. A clash between the two would have been a draw, but the Mingxin Sword Sect also had Zhong Yin!

Thinking of this, for some reason, he sighed softly.

The noises below suddenly intensified. Those remaining on the mountain chanted respectfully, escorting the sect leader to the palanquin. The sound of bells and chimes resounded through the sky.

Watching the spectacular spectacle of hundreds of people bowing in unison, Li Xun couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion, his blood rushing faster.

Over ten streaks of light flashed, and on the inner cloud platform, the twelve accompanying immortal masters took their seats. A moment later, a clear aura swirled around him. The Qingming Sect leader, holding a jade ruyi in hand, ascended with light steps, taking a seat on the palanquin. A cloud curtain descended, shrouding his form in layers of mist.

After a pause, Qingming spoke leisurely, “Junior Brother Qingxu, you will be in charge of all matters concerning the Cloud Platform, and Mingsong will be your deputy.”

Qingxu saluted in response, and Mingsong also stood up and saluted silently.

One of them was an elder of high esteem, and the other was the oldest of the accompanying second-generation disciples.

Presiding over the thirty-six changes in the Cloud Platform was also expected.

Qingming added, “Wenhai! You will be in charge of all matters concerning the Spirit Stage, and Li Xun will be your deputy!”

Wenhai was taken aback before saluting

and agreeing. Li Xun, on the other hand, was surprised when he heard his name. Thanks to Wenhai’s momentary shock, he reacted in time, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, slowly stood up, and saluted silently like Mingsong.

After saluting, before he could even straighten his body, the Spirit Stage formed by the clouds beneath his feet slowly moved and embedded itself in a new position.

Everything was arranged. With a long, drawn-out chant from Qingxu, vital energy gathered from all directions, flowing continuously along the Cloud Chariot’s pre-set energy pathways. A faint green light flashed around the chariot, and then clouds of vapor rose, plunging into the clear, azure sky.

After the chariot ascended, the atmosphere aboard became much more relaxed than it had been in the sect, a stark contrast to the solemnity just now, yet a remarkably natural one.

Li Xun, still unfamiliar with the sect’s affairs, felt somewhat bewildered by this scene. At this moment, Wenhai moved up the spiritual steps and approached, his expression already radiating his usual composure.

“Junior Brother Xun, are you ready? During this time, we need to arrange the distribution of spiritual ranks and assign positions to all of you fellow disciples. It’s a heavy task!”

Li Xun was a smart man. He knew that in a situation like this, the most taboo thing was to pretend to know something when you didn’t. He quickly put on a smile, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly, “Then I

‘ll have to rely on Senior Brother Wenhai to take care of you.” As he spoke, he looked around and asked in a low voice, “Brother, this is strange. With so many senior brothers and sisters, why did the Sect Master call on me? I have no experience at all…”

He looked like a completely frightened child, all the worry on his face. Wenhai saw it and smiled again.

“Don’t worry. Everyone has had a junior sister like Lingquan before. They all felt apprehensive at first, but they all did well in the end!

” “But you, Junior Brother Xun, have only been a disciple for a little over ten years, and yet you’re being called on by the Sect Master to act. None of us senior brothers and sisters can compare to that!”

Li Xun chuckled, still feeling a little hesitant. However, the surrounding disciples’ reactions to this matter were relatively normal. Aside from a hint of surprise, there wasn’t a hint of jealousy or hostility.

If it were a good job, why would they react like this? Li Xun shook his head secretly.

Perhaps this kind of opportunity was just a common tactic used by the sect master to train his disciples?

This thought made Li Xun feel disappointed. It seemed that Qingming’s “special regard” for him was limited.

In truth, Li Xun had underestimated the task.

The Mingxin Sword Sect wasn’t a cult sect like the Ghostly Shadow Devouring Sect, and internal competition was far less intense. The elder immortal masters cultivated their disciples in a methodical manner, rarely resorting to narrow-minded tactics like ignoring mortal resentment and anger to stimulate potential.

The immortal masters had a good understanding of their disciples’ abilities and were well aware of their abilities and limitations. They generally wouldn’t ask them to tackle problems beyond their capabilities.

Therefore, Qingming’s selection of Li Xun was actually a sign of his confidence in his abilities. After all, not every disciple possessed the ability to coordinate and manage the overall situation.

So, this wasn’t so much a job as a positioning test, the question being how to arrange and change the 108 spiritual steps.

Li Xun had to follow the forbidden techniques, embedding them one by one into the trajectory, making them the key points of the formation’s attack and defense. In the event of an enemy encounter, he also had to maintain overall control and initiate various changes. This required a deep understanding of the sect’s formations and forbidden techniques.

His every move was watched by dozens of expert eyes. A single mistake would be a joke, significantly diminishing the impression he left on the Immortal Masters. Of course, if he performed exceptionally well, the situation would be different.

Li Xun was oblivious to the deeper meaning, but it was still an opportunity to show off; it was good to show his respect in front of the Immortal Masters. He braced himself and, following Wen Hai’s instructions, soared up and down, using his true energy to guide the movement of the spiritual steps.

However, after only moving two, he felt a sense of awkwardness.

Scratching his head, he flew back again: “Senior Brother Wenhai, this, is not right?”

Hai did not expect that this junior brother would be so curious. He was stunned for a moment before smiling and said, “Junior Brother Xun

, what do you think? Is the arrangement of the spiritual level wrong?” “

Even if it is wrong, can I openly destroy you?” Li Xun complained in his heart, but a shy smile appeared on his face.

“That’s not the case. It’s just that Senior Brother Wenhai, this spiritual level prohibition should echo the Yuntai prohibition, right? What if the arrangement we have here does not match the arrangement of the immortal masters?”

“Junior Brother Xun’s ideas are really comprehensive!” Wenhai praised, but then he signaled with his eyes, letting Li Xun look in the direction of Yuntai.

“But, Junior Brother, look, the Immortal Masters haven’t made a move yet. Actually, they’re waiting for us to complete our formation before they begin deploying the corresponding formation. That way, there won’t be any disconnects!”

Li Xun suddenly realized, and then he casually flattered him, “No wonder Senior Brother deployed the triple water prohibition technique. Only in this way, when the Cloud Platform is deployed, can we achieve the most balanced offensive and defensive power, while also increasing the ‘No Forbidden Wind’…”

Wen Hai’s brows twitched, and his gaze suddenly changed.

While Li Xun’s words were a subtle compliment, they also revealed that his own research into prohibitions was far more advanced than usual. This single piece of information alone changed Wen Hai’s assessment. Before

Wen Hai could speak, someone suddenly asked, “What if we don’t use the ‘No Forbidden Wind’ technique this time?”

Li Xun and the other man turned simultaneously, took one look, and hurriedly saluted.

Taoist Qingxu was also an acquaintance of Li Xun’s, but he hadn’t seen him much since returning to the mountain. However, ever since climbing Zuowang Peak that year, perhaps out of guilt, he’d become remarkably affable toward Li Xun, a stark departure from his usual aloof demeanor.

His words now held a test of sorts. Wen Hai was about to speak, but a glance from Qingxu stopped him. Wen Hai, also a man of discerning eyebrow raisers, immediately understood that this was part of the “exam.”

However, the difficulty of the question was a bit too much!

What Wen Hai understood, there was no reason Li Xun couldn’t understand either. However, he didn’t speak without thinking. Instead, he grinned and said to Qingxu, “Master, if you don’t want ‘No Forbidden Wind’, then what do you want? Does Master want this Cloud Chariot to have stronger defense? Stronger attack? Or faster speed?”

He looked like a businessman, and Qingxu smiled when he saw this. He then said, “The matter of the North Pole is imminent, so of course we need to speed it up!”

Li Xun rolled his eyes and said, “Master, I understand what you mean. I’m just not familiar with this Cloud Chariot yet. Could you allow me to take a closer look?” Qingxu

raised his eyebrows and said calmly, “I’ll give you an incense stick of time. If your method is reasonable, we will do as you say this time.”

Li Xun didn’t think it was a big deal. He bowed and flew into the spiritual steps and cloud platform.

Wen Hai watched Li Xun’s figure shuttle up and down, his mind in a tangle. He turned and asked curiously, “Grandmaster, no matter how talented Junior Brother Xun is, he has only been practicing Taoism for a short time. This…”

Qingxu shook his head, “It’s common sense, but there are geniuses in this world!”

Wen Hai was speechless.

Qingxu was proven right. There are indeed geniuses in this world, and Li Xun is one of them—at least, when it comes to forbidden techniques.

After an incense stick of time, everyone on the Yunlou Moon-Grasping Chariot, with the exception of Sect Master Qingming in the center, began to move.

None of the twelve senior immortal masters objected to the plan proposed by the junior disciple. They meticulously implemented every requirement, which showed the powerful persuasiveness of the plan.

Wen Hai was convinced. The plan wasn’t based on any of the sect’s established formations, but rather a creation Li Xun had created in a short period of time.

In the forbidden patterns Li Xun had casually sketched, in the energy flows he’d casually described, Wen Hai saw a brilliant vision brimming with brilliant ideas and a rigorous and imposing structure. To an expert, it was a breathtaking masterpiece.

If that wasn’t enough to convince everyone, then the actual integration of the formation, the feeling of thousands of energy beams positioning, deflecting, intersecting, and interacting in a complex yet methodical operation, the convergence of the vital energy of heaven and earth for hundreds of miles, the spectacular spectacle was enough to dispel any doubts.

The young man who had orchestrated this scene simply smiled, a faint blush of shyness even on his face.

Watching all this, Wen Hai shook his head, suddenly feeling a sense of inexplicable nervousness.

All the immortal masters, including the sect leader, who had remained silent in the sedan chair, regarded the young man with admiration, even awe.

Everyone knew that without the Sect Master’s approval, the cautious and stern Immortal Master Qingxu would never allow a young man to play such a role.

The adjusted Cloud Tower Moon-Grabbing Chariot had undergone significant changes in appearance. While the central chariot remained unchanged, the thirty-six cloud platforms and one hundred and eight spiritual steps were each embedded with key energy nodes, becoming the hub where tens of thousands of energy flows converged.

The center of these connections was the chariot Qingming rode. Tens

of thousands of energy points converged at this point, drawing upon the vital energy of heaven and earth, solidifying it as if it were a physical object. The cloud-white chariot was already emitting a faint azure glow. As it approached, a pressure like a raging sea surged forward.

“It seems a bit overbearing…” After confirming the correct positioning of the Zhuyuntai spiritual stage, Li Xun finally checked the chariot. Seeing the vibrant and surging vital energy, he couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed. “If it weren’t for the special material of this treasure, the overflowing vital energy would have exploded long ago.”

He returned to his thoughts. True to his position as the master of his sect, Qingming sat in this volcanic chariot with such composure that Li Xun was deeply impressed.

Knowing that something was wrong, Li Xun naturally dared not neglect it.

Modifying the entire formation was obviously impossible at this point, and this enormous power should not be wasted. He had to temporarily set up several vital energy circuits, creating a relatively independent restriction. He figured that with Qingming at the helm, the power should be quite strong.

As he completed the final step, Qingming spoke gently from within the chariot: “If the fourteenth forbidden pattern were laid using the ‘Shock Hand’ technique, it might be even more effective!”

Li Xun was stunned. He looked up, his gaze fixed on the familiar arrangement of forbidden patterns, momentarily mesmerized

.

“Shock Hand? Using it here? Yes, adding the Shock Hand technique to the pattern changes the subtle details. When the vital energy flows through… there should be a contraction. With such an explosion, the power is naturally even greater. How could I not have thought of this?”

He muttered to himself, his hand already unconsciously reaching out, eager to test the technique on the spot.

But as soon as his fingers touched the object, he felt a sudden chill.

“No, if I only use the ‘Shock Hand’ technique, without the other techniques, it will become too powerful to be removed. How can this restriction be reliable? Has it been changed? No, how can the rules of vital energy flow be guaranteed with this technique? Yes, this one uses the ‘Shock Hand’ technique, but then I need to try a different method… but what?”

What should I change?

This new thought gave him a headache.

Li Xun had always been quite confident in his mastery of forbidden techniques, especially after breaking the formation of the Hui Xuanzong traitor two years ago. His confidence had soared, and he felt that even if there were still unsolved problems in the world, with his powerful deductive ability, he would always find a way to break them. However

, Qingming’s seemingly ordinary words opened up a new world that made him panic and terrified.

“Shock Hand” was just a basic heavy technique, commonly used in attack and defense, and had little in common with the techniques of setting forbidden patterns.

At least, Li Xun had never considered applying this technique to forbidden patterns, but this time, the situation was different.

This was a new realm he had never explored.

Originally, he believed that the function of forbidden patterns was to coordinate and control the flow of qi, to form a smooth channel, and the power of the restriction was manifested in the interaction between these channels.

Yet, at this moment, the “vibrating hand” caused the passage itself to undergo subtle transformations, manifesting itself within the entire restriction, multiplying its number by more than a hundredfold.

The fragmentary information Qingming had revealed revealed a glimpse of this new world, offering a glimpse of its beauty. Yet, the deeper mysteries within remained hazy, intangible, and elusive.

This agony of being unable to enter was arguably the most horrific torture in the world.

Just as Li Xun’s heart was filled with impatience, nearly maddened by madness, Qingming spoke again: “This is Hui Xuanzong’s unparalleled ‘Hui Xuan Miao Hand’; it’s this method that has enabled Hui Xuanzong to dominate the world for tens of thousands of years!”

After a pause, Qingming added: “It’s excellent that you recognize the wonders of this method!”

“Hui Xuan Miao Hand?” Li Xun muttered the name, his heart filled with endless yearning.

A spell that can be named after a sect must be a unique magical power within the sect, from which one can imagine the amazingness of the “Mysterious Hand”.

Li Xun also thought of the booklet that he had easily given away on Chicheng Mountain two years ago, which recorded the cultivation experience of the disciples of Hui Xuan Sect. Thinking of all the wonderful spells that might appear on it, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

Of course, Qingming didn’t know what he was thinking, but continued: “In this world, there is not only the “Hui Xuan Miao Hand”. The “Huasheng Xing Dian” of the Xingji Sword Sect and the “Silent Words Chapter” of the Buyan Sect are all magical works

for practicing way of prohibition. It’s a pity that the sects are different. Although you have talent, you can’t see it. It’s really a pity. “

Listening to Qingming’s casual tone, Li Xun’s heart moved, and he immediately understood the purpose of what he said, and felt quite grateful in his heart.

“The wonders of prohibition are endless. Disciples dare not get carried away, but they will not belittle themselves.

“I still have a lot of time left to learn, and with the guidance of a wise master, I’m sure he’ll eventually grasp the profound mysteries!”

Qingming didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he paused for a moment before slowly saying, “That’s a good thought. Your master, at his age, doesn’t have your arrogance!”

Li Xun then remembered that Qingming was actually Lin Ge’s mentor, his legitimate grandmaster. Within the sect, only Li Xun could be considered Qingming’s direct disciple!

It turned out that Qingming had spoken in the tone of a grandmaster; no wonder he was so approachable.

Li Xun didn’t know what he felt, but he knew what he should do now.

He lowered his head, his eyes red.

Inside the chariot, Qingming sighed softly and fell silent.