The stars trembled, Map of Mountains and Rivers rolled like waves, resembling a burning bonfire, its immense power suppressing the Imperial Capital and the entire world.
Many people were awakened that night.
The Map of Mountains and Rivers represents the Great Yu Dynasty's suppression of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, signifying that all land under heaven belongs to the king.
However, in the eyes of some Profound Mastery, the tremors of the Map of Mountains and Rivers clearly carried a hint of unease.
What... does this mean?
After tonight, the already bottomless abyss in the Imperial Capital may be stirred up.
The culprit is currently on the Cloud-Stepping Tower.
Li Mo stared blankly at the gold seal on the table.
"Holy crap, that commotion just now, could it have been... this thing?"
"This shouldn't be..."
Li Mo muttered to himself.
This isn't even stamped with the Gilded Heavenly Book Seal yet; it's just the Mithril Heavenly Book Seal. I've never seen anything like this happen before, even with the Gilded Heavenly Book Seal.
But all of this happened far too coincidentally.
Li Mo hurriedly went to the table and picked up a page of gold seal.
This paper looks like gold leaf, but it is actually incredibly heavy. Even the Divine Hammer Little Overlord felt it was very heavy in his hand.
It was clearly written above:
<The Eight-Nine Arcane Art, Part One>
This is the first chapter of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, designed to temper the body. Entering the Dao path grants Myriad Calamities Indestructible Dao Body, while entering Buddhism leads to the attainment of the Bodhi Glazed Golden Body. It possesses numerous miraculous abilities, all requiring arduous trials to achieve.
'This method is not for the faint of heart; otherwise, countless calamities will befall you, and your karma will be eroded, ultimately leading to your death and the dissipation of your spiritual essence.'
"No wonder..."
Li Mo seemed to suddenly understand why the strange phenomena outside were so astonishing.
The emergence of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art made everything make sense.
This is the method of True Lord Erlang of Manifested Holiness. There is also an even more mysterious explanation... this method originated from the Great God Pangu...
In any case, the question of who is stronger between Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong in various mythological works is quite controversial, and a large part of the reason can be attributed to this mysterious skill.
"Put it away first."
"With such a commotion, nobody knows what might happen."
Li Mo didn't rush to comprehend it; instead, he first stuffed a page of golden seal into the System Space.
Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he wouldn't be able to find this thing on him.
Then he went to sleep fully clothed, without even entering the Small World.
Really.
In the middle of the night, he sensed a vast and majestic aura sweeping across Cloud-Stepping Tower. The oppressive force was terrifying, like an ant standing on a mound of earth, looking up at a human.
But the oppressive aura came and went quickly.
The following morning.
Li Mo woke up as usual, as if nothing had happened; in fact, he hadn't slept all night.
He picked up the gold medal again and activated his martial arts comprehension, striving to master it as quickly as possible.
Instantly, he gained over two thousand insights into martial arts.
It became one thousand nine hundred and fifty-five years.
[Fifty years of martial arts insights successfully infused.]
[In the first year, you looked at the inscription on the gold seal, but you couldn't decipher it. The inscription was unusual; it seemed that each character didn't express a single meaning, yet it could be connected with other characters.]
[In the twenty-second year, after years of diligently summarizing what you've learned, you finally understood its True Intention.]
[In the thirty-eighth year, this method requires enduring tribulations and tempering oneself through various trials; it cannot be mastered by simply studying it in isolation. You begin to meticulously research each type of tribulation.]
[In your fiftieth year, you mastered the first method of drawing upon Myriad Calamities Indestructible Dao Body.]
[Eight-Nine Arcane Art, Beginner Level.]
Li Mo wiped the sweat from his brow; this was even harder to comprehend than swordsmanship.
However, there is also good news.
The Eight- Eight-Nine Arcane Art can be refined using the Hundred Refinements of Divine Treasures, so at least the first chapter is possible.
Other methods...
Li Mo hadn't thought of that yet.
But there's always a way out; the investment feedback might provide some answers.
"I still need to go back to blacksmithing for now..."
Having received so much information at once, Li Mo felt a little dizzy.
He pushed open the door and went out. Just then, Ying Bing came downstairs. The two looked at each other, both stunned, like two dumbfounded geese meeting.
Okay, Li Mo is a bit more clueless.
Ying Bing shifted her gaze to the side, but her eyes were still sizing up Little Li out of the corner of her eye.
"You... you weren't asleep either?"
"Hmm, I was woken up by the noise outside."
Li Mo yawned, feeling a little dazed from the martial arts insights:
"I should have practiced dual cultivation last night."
"Um... I want to eat breakfast."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Ying Bing remained expressionless, but her heart was actually racing.
"!!"
Chef Li's heart rate quickened, and his body visibly stiffened.
Fortunately, Ice Block didn't want to cook.
I want to go inside and take a look.
"It's alright, wait for me in the lobby for a bit, it'll be ready soon."
"Take me."
Ying Bing lowered her eyes and gently tugged at the hem of Little Li hand.
If you call Ice Block aloof and domineering, she'll tug at your clothes with her small hand and whisper earnestly.
She's gentle, but she doesn't give you a chance to refuse.
Little Li found himself unable to cope.
So, with a heavy heart, I took Ice Block's little hand and went with her to the kitchen.
The kitchen was bustling with activity.
"Hmm? That young genius, ranked fourth among the Hidden Dragon, is here again?"
"That's strange. They say a wise man stays away from the kitchen, but he's in the kitchen every day. What's he doing there?"
"Could it be a hobby? His ingredients are rarely seen even in the Capital..."
"This is the first time I've seen Hidden Dragon star like cooking..."
Li Mo peeked out from in front of the kitchen.
Soon, the chefs and kitchen staff who were busy in the kitchen fell silent; one chef even put vinegar in instead of soy sauce without realizing it.
It's not his fault.
The kitchen, filled with the aroma of cooking, welcomed a fairy who seemed untouched by worldly affairs.
Li Mo ignored them, walked to the kitchen utensils he had bought, and took out today's ingredients.
Splash--
Ying Bing didn't say anything, just watched quietly from the side.
Watching the boy prepare the ingredients.
Then I watched him heat the oil in the wok.
The fire crackled and its crimson glow illuminated the boy's face. Ying Bing suddenly felt that calling him a boy was no longer quite right.
The innocent faces I remember are now obscured by the firelight.
The childishness seems to have disappeared, replaced by increasingly defined facial features.
"Ice Block, why are you staring at me like that?"
Li Mo was being watched so intently that he couldn't concentrate on cooking.
"Besides you, I don't know what eyes should look at."
"..."
Li Mo's hand trembled as he held the pot, and he almost spilled the boiling oil.
Why is the fire in the stove so hot today...?
He thought for a moment and said:
"Ice Block, could you help me shred some potatoes? Oh, right, and spices too. We're having stir-fried shredded potatoes and ginger-spicy snake today."
"Good."
Ice Block nodded.
Without using a kitchen knife, a flash of sword light swiftly cut the ingredients into beautiful, even sizes.
"These potato shreds are so thin!"
Li Mo started stir-frying shredded potatoes, saying as he did so:
"The heat control is very important when cooking, for example, in stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar."
Watching Li Mo, wearing an apron and with broad shoulders, making great strides in the kitchen, Ying Bing lowered her eyes and said softly:
It's almost ripe.
"?"
Li Mo scratched his head, somewhat shocked.
That's true.
Has Ice Block finally mastered the art of cooking?