Realizing that he might have stumbled upon the Qingcang Dialogue, which had left a legendary mark on the history of cultivation in this world yet had never revealed the true identities of its authors, Xu Yi was thrilled—but a faint worry also stirred in his heart.
He feared that the principles expounded in the so-called Qingcang Dialogue might all be like the discussion of the soul and the Seven Souls: thought-provoking a thousand years ago, but common knowledge among cultivators a thousand years later. If that were the case, he would be sorely disappointed.
Suppressing the ripples in his heart, Xu Yi continued reading. He went through it very slowly, taking a full two hours to read all the nearly ten thousand words inscribed on the four walls.
His heart heavy, he could not quite say what he felt. Unfortunately, the Qingcang Dialogue had not resolved the predicament he currently faced.
Just as he had feared, most of the so-called Qingcang Dialogue seemed far too simplistic and immature to him, a man living a thousand years later.
Of course, Xu Yi would not dismiss the two great sages for that. On the contrary, he admired their genius immensely.
That was because every argument they made was profound and precise. Even some of their conjectures, which had clearly gone beyond the limits of their era, had now been thoroughly proven correct.
Although Xu Yi was disappointed by the Qingcang Dialogue, he had not come away empty-handed.
The final exchange in the Qingcang Dialogue was especially noteworthy: it explored the relationship between the tangible and the intangible.
It discussed the relationship between intangible vessels such as the spiritual platform and the qi sea, and tangible vessels such as the internal organs, meridians, and skull.
Their dialogue was highly focused, and some of