Time always passed quickly.
Especially when Lu Yang kept his head down in the Sacred Sect, refusing to stick his neck out no matter how the winds and rains raged outside. There was even less chance of running into trouble.
Time flew by.
Inside a quiet chamber on Luofeng Mountain, a Dao Book lay before Lu Yang. The Heaven Investigating Instrument between his brows flickered with radiant light, and his handsome face was full of indecision.
"No. Yes, yes, yes. No, no, no?"
After a long while, Lu Yang suddenly opened his eyes. Scarlet light gleamed in his pupils, where endless runes seemed to flow faintly.
Almost at the same time, a graceful figure appeared beside him.
The moment Su Nu appeared, she immediately bowed down. Her crimson lips parted as she said softly, "This servant greets Master and congratulates Master on the great completion of his divine abilities!"
"How long was I in seclusion?"
"Reporting to Master, you were in seclusion for more than five years."
"Five years."
Lu Yang was somewhat surprised—not because it was too long, but because it was too short. He had originally thought this would take at least several decades.
After all, what he had chosen to comprehend before entering seclusion was none other than the formation and talisman Dao Book he had obtained from True Person Yu Chong during their previous conversation: the "Pingrong Wanguan Shu." It contained all four arts of formations, talismans, pills, and artifacts. Not only was its content vast, but its highest teachings pointed directly to the Fourth Grade.
The difficulty of comprehending such a Dao Book was self-evident.
Having once spent twenty years comprehending formations in a single lifetime, Lu Yang had assumed this time would be about the same. Yet the speed of his comprehension had far