The Way Reaches Heaven and Earth, the Shackles Finally Fall Away (Part One)

Three Arts Scholar excelled in music, calligraphy, and painting. What was happening now was precisely an expression of his abilities.

Using sound to cut into the world around him, he turned it into a realm of calligraphy and painting that he could write upon as he pleased.

Zhu Ping was swept into it. To his senses, this world looked false, yet it was undeniably real.

"The essence of the Bell and Cauldron Studies Scripture lies in the expression of appearance and essence." Zhu Ping's inner force surged, stirring up a thousand layers of ink wash and tearing open a passage through them.

"You use musical rhythm as a means to rewrite the way heaven and earth are presented in my eyes. The essence of heaven and earth has not changed; only their manner of expression has."

"And once I see through that expression and clearly understand the essence behind this appearance, the power of your ability will be greatly diminished."

For example, the essence of fire was still fire: a phenomenon in which the air molecules around the reaction zone of an exothermic reaction were heated into rapid motion, thereby producing light. Yet in Three Arts Scholar's expression, it became a mass of ink.

Trying to wipe away that ink with cloth—was that not like playing with fire?

Fighting Three Arts Scholar was equivalent to coming to understand this world all over again, without the support of all one's past experience.

The landscape that swept over him here might merely be a gale, while a splatter of ink flying his way might be a deadly hidden weapon.

With an ordinary person's understanding of the world, one simply could not survive long in this realm.

But Zhu Ping possessed fragments of the Bell and Cauldron Studies Scripture taught to him by