With just this strand of mystic qi, the spark of insight Lu Qing had grasped grew rapidly.
But he had not forgotten—how could his master's methods fail to see the deeper truths within this rosy qi's Dao resonance?
Unless the Dao could not be spoken aloud. "The cultivation of Dao-Seeking may itself be a taboo. There are taboos within time, and terrors within Reincarnation. And since this path of cultivation for later generations had burst forth from nowhere, how could it lack taboos of cultivation?"
The tangled thoughts in Lu Qing's mind were swiftly suppressed once more.
At least for now, the taboo of Dao-Seeking seemed impossible to put into words.
Otherwise, the path of Dao-Seeking cultivation could surely have been explained outright.
There was no shortage of cultivators at Dongzhen Perfection in this world. No matter how scarce they were, over the countless currents of time, the accumulated foundations of Dao lineages would certainly have nurtured one peerless Dongzhen expert after another.
Yet to this day, within the Profound Heaven Dao Sect, a Dao-Seeking mighty figure was the First Seat, and the First Seat was a Dao-Seeking mighty figure. Beyond that, there were artifact spirits, or perhaps the supreme treasures within the Dao Sect Treasury? Yet measuring them by Immortal Path cultivation somehow did not seem quite right.
Other Dao lineages appeared to be the same. There was no need to mention the Golden Feather Sect; it had only Patriarch Jin Yu. And quite a few people likely knew the karmic origins behind this, though cultivators below that level could not know. Standing in different places, they saw different skies.
When a Dao-Seeking mighty figure of the Dharma-Free Immortal Gate returned to the Dao, Lu Qing could now look back upon that vision of heaven and earth grieving and