Before the Death Mission (Monthly Ticket Request)

The north wind howled, and snow still drifted through February. Beside his ears came the childish voices of children reciting, "The Dao that can be spoken is not the constant Dao." Before his eyes stretched snow-clad mountain ridges, pure and flawless as silver. Meng Qi's mind was tranquil. Wearing a thin blue robe, he strolled through the cold.

His back had grown dark, as though all the myriad changes of everything beneath Heaven and Earth had condensed into a single point—a point with no before or after, no past, present, or future. Space faintly collapsed there, and time slightly solidified. Everything began from that point, and all effects originated from it.

At a rough glance, that point resembled a Daoist priest—an awe-inspiring, primordial, boundless Daoist priest!

After quietly studying the Dao De Jing for more than half a year and teaching children, Meng Qi had actually become better at sensing and grasping the laws of Heaven and Earth than when he traveled abroad. He had pushed his Dharma Form another level higher, and his own strength had just entered the sixth layer of Heaven.

Of course, this was also because Meng Qi had previously been in an extremely "active" state. Once he settled into "stillness," he gained a different kind of harvest. If he wanted to cross the Second Layer Heavenly Ladder, relying on "stillness" alone would no longer suffice.

Yin and yang, stillness and motion—all were morality!

Meng Qi exhaled, gaining a little more confidence in this Death Mission.

Originally, he had felt that in one year, he could at most reach the perfection of the fifth layer of Heaven. But thanks to dual cultivation with Gu Xiaosang, with yin and yang harmonized, he had entered the fifth layer of Heaven in a short time, leaving him ample time