Chapter 60: Medicine Mountain
The night grew gradually deeper.
There was only an oil lamp inside the stone house, its flame like a bean, swaying gently in the drafty night wind.
Chen Chong sat cross-legged on the stone bed, bringing the jade slip close to the lamp flame. The jade was translucent, light passing straight through its surface, with cloud patterns faintly swirling within as if something was sealed inside the jade, just like a living creature.
He gazed intently, and written on the jade slip was the Spirit Phoenix Evolution Chapter.
The opening featured a spirit phoenix. The phoenix occupied the greater part of the jade slip, spreading its wings as if about to fly, its tail feathers dragging like tassels. Chen Chong only glanced at it once before he felt a genuine aura of the phoenix.
The painted lines were not elaborate, nor could the composition be called intricate, yet a trace of divine charm resided within. That divine charm vibrated like an extremely fine silk thread trembling in the wind, emitting an inaudible sound.
The person who painted it must have copied a work made by someone who had truly seen a phoenix. Chen Chong had never seen a phoenix, but he simply knew that this trace of divine charm did not come out of nowhere.
The cultivation method was extremely unusual. The entire text revolved around contemplating this drawing of the phoenix to carry out a phoenix-like practice.
Making oneself become like a phoenix, breathing like a phoenix, holding oneself like a phoenix, circulating vital energy and blood like a phoenix. The entire text lacked specific paths for guiding energy, breakdowns of stances, or the mastery of timing. It was simply about looking, contemplating, and transforming oneself into a phoenix.
To be honest, Chen Chong did