A thousand words of needless elaboration could not compare to what lay before his eyes.
Lu Qing's scalp went numb. Primordial Qi was easiest to gather when it was formless and intangible. "I'll give it a try."
He spread his palm and released his Divine Consciousness at the same time, sensing every blade of grass, every tree, and every ripple of water here. Lu Qing knew that the Treasure Herb was merely the form presented to the world; the essence of Primordial Qi would never change.
From this Innate Primordial Qi, Lu Qing sensed a pure and harmonious aura, a dense scorching aura, and an interwoven icy aura.
Yet when his Divine Consciousness reached out, that patch of aura suddenly transformed into thousands upon thousands of auras, as though countless strands of Primordial Qi were contained within it, there for anyone to gather.
Lu Qing kept his Divine Consciousness clear, and his heart was equally lucid.
Even so, the aura his Divine Consciousness beheld was clearly composed of many kinds of Primordial Qi intertwined like a long river. Countless splashes leaped within that river, every droplet containing a wisp of Primordial Qi, vast and surging, flowing without cease.
"What exactly is the origin of this Primordial Qi?"
There was clearly no illusion, nor were there any spiritual energy fluctuations.
Lu Qing cautiously formed a hand from spiritual energy and reached out with Five-Colored Cloud Gauze in tow. To guard against any contingency, he tossed the Wooden Fish Bell into the air, where it transformed into an invisible great bell that enveloped the surrounding lands.
Lu Qing focused his mind and calmed his heart. Spiritual energy began circulating within him, while the aura from his cultivation method seemed to extend outward, slowly drawing that Treasure Herb toward him.
The entire process