Shen Luo sat where he was, dazed and speechless.
In his mind, however, the star field he had seen earlier began to swirl ceaselessly, and that strange trail of light began leaping through the star chart in his thoughts.
After only a few breaths, the trail of light and the entire star field began to blur until they vanished completely. Even when Shen Luo deliberately tried to recall what the star chart looked like, no corresponding image appeared in his consciousness sea.
A moment later, Shen Luo rubbed his aching temples and stopped trying to think about it.
He glanced at the Jade Pillow lying quietly before him, then put it away with a wave of his hand. For the time being, he had no intention of touching that unfathomable projection of the Heavenly Register again.
He rose and walked to the window, pushed it open, and glanced at the pitch-black night. Feeling no trace of sleepiness, he closed the window again, sat cross-legged, and began meditating to regulate his breathing.
After opening several magic meridians with the Mysterious Yin Meridian-Opening Art, his aptitude for cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. Even the Huangting Scripture, which he had never been able to cultivate, seemed to offer a glimmer of progress.
Shen Luo changed the hand seal he was forming and began cultivating the Huangting Scripture. A thin layer of yellow light soon enveloped him.
Drawing on his cultivation experience in the dream, he guided the circulation of magic power within his body, trying to speed up his progress with the Huangting Scripture. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he made little headway.
More than two hours later, Shen Luo finally opened his eyes again, a look of disappointment and helplessness in them.
Ever since the bottleneck in his