Meng Tinghao was really anxious; he even said things like "eat bamboo."
Upon hearing Meng Tinghao's words, Feng Jingtu was taken aback, then gave a wry smile and said, "Senior, please don't be hasty. It's not that I blindly trust Yang Zhen, but my grandfather, who hasn't spoken for two years, immediately communicated with Yang Zhen, and even used telepathy. I..."
"What?" Meng Tinghao's eyes widened instantly as he stared at Feng Jingtu and said, "Telepathic communication? Old Feng actually took the initiative to communicate with Yang Zhen?"
As they spoke, Meng Tinghao and the purple-robed elder exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
The two hadn't seen Old Feng for a long time. In fact, they had visited Feng Household at the Old Feng home some time ago. It was the two of them who had arranged the Black Sand matter, but in the end, they found that Black Sand could no longer make up for the loss of Old Feng's life force.
During this process, Old Feng did not communicate with the two of them. Firstly, the three of them were already quite familiar with each other. More importantly, transmitting sound secretly was extremely tiring, and once he spoke, Old Feng would fall into a deep sleep, and it was unknown whether he would wake up again.
How could the two not be surprised to hear that Old Feng had actually spoken to Yang Zhen right away?
Meng Tinghao, in particular, looked at Feng Jingtu with a face full of surprise and uncertainty, then turned around and looked at Xiaozhu with a blank expression, muttering to himself, "This... what has Old Feng figured out this time?"
Feng Jingtu shook his head and said, "This junior doesn't know, but if there were no hope, Grandpa wouldn't have taken such a risk."
Meng Tinghao opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
Feng Jingtu was right. If he were replaced by Old Feng, he would also preserve his spirit and energy even when there was no hope, and would not easily communicate with others through telepathy.
Moreover, this isn't just about transmitting sound secretly anymore; it's about saying one less word at a time.
Meng Tinghao looked at Xiaozhu with a bewildered expression. After a long while, he was about to speak when he suddenly shuddered, his eyes lighting up as he stared intently at Xiaozhu. He exclaimed, "Something has changed!"
The old man in purple robes also tensed up, his eyes fixed on Xiaozhu.
Buzz!
A deep humming sound came, and that mysterious aura reappeared, but this time, it came with great force, making the eyes of the two Peak Mahayana Realm experts twitch.
"Nonsense! Can Old Feng withstand such terrifying energy fluctuations?"
Meng Tinghao's expression changed drastically. He was about to rush forward, but for some reason, he suddenly stopped and snorted coldly, "I hope Yang Zhen doesn't do anything reckless. Old Feng's body can't withstand any more strain."
The purple-robed elder stared intently at the energy fluctuations emanating from the small building, muttering to himself, "Old Meng, it seems it's time to make some preparations for your bamboo."
"What are you preparing bamboo for?" Meng Tinghao was taken aback by the purple-robed old man's inexplicable question, but quickly realized what he meant. He rolled his eyes and snorted, "That's only if that Kid Yang pulls Old Feng's life back from the Nine Nether Purgatory."
As soon as Meng Tinghao finished speaking, the entire area around the small building suddenly became shrouded in mist, and a terrifying aura began to surge and churn, causing the two of them to look solemn.
The surrounding misty clouds began to condense, like a sea of clouds blown by the wind, swirling around the small building and converging upwards.
Just as Meng Tinghao, the purple-robed elder, Feng Jingtu, and the others were completely bewildered, a loud boom suddenly came from inside the small building, and the condensed air currents roared wildly.
Streams of energy, like boiling water, surged and churned, colliding violently in mid-air above the small building.
"Oh no, Yang Zhen has gone mad! Such terrifying Two Qi of Yin and Yang colliding together, he's destroyed the entire Xiaozhu... Huh?"
Meng Tinghao's eyes nearly popped out as he stared in disbelief at the Yin-Yang Diagram formed by the collision of Two Qi of Yin and Yang in mid-air, his whole body trembling violently.
"This... Two Qi of Yin and Yang can be like this?"
As Meng Tinghao and the purple-robed elder exchanged glances, they both saw the gravity in each other's eyes. The Yin-Yang Twin Fish Diagram created by Yang Zhen had already surpassed the scope of their understanding.
The eyes of the yin-yang fish, in particular, with their interplay of yin and yang, are simply magical.
"Truly a masterpiece of nature, the likes of which I have never seen before in my life," the purple-robed elder murmured to himself. "The forces of Yin and Yang can actually coexist in such a bizarre way."
Meng Tinghao let out a strange cry and slapped his stomach, "Damn it, this isn't just simple coexistence, this... this is incredibly mysterious! I can't even explain it! Why can't I explain it? I can clearly feel it, but something's wrong, something's definitely not right, but I just can't put my finger on it!"
Seeing Meng Tinghao's bewildered expression, the purple-robed elder slapped Meng Tinghao on the shoulder and said, "Gather your spirit, this is not a realm we can comprehend."
"What?"
Meng Tinghao was jolted awake by the slap. Upon hearing this, he immediately flew into a rage, pointing at his own nose and saying, "You're saying my cultivation level is even inferior to that Kid Yang?"
"It's quite disheartening..." The purple-robed elder glanced at Meng Tinghao expressionlessly, then continued, "But it's the truth. If I'm not mistaken, Yang Zhen has probably already entered the Celestial Person Realm."
"Impossible, he's only a few years old!" Meng Tinghao exclaimed in disbelief, swallowing back the words he was about to say. He hesitated and asked, "Could it be Old Feng?"
What do you think?
Meng Tinghao: "..."
A group of people stared blankly at the conversation between the two Peak Mahayana Realm experts. They were all taken aback by Yang Zhen's cultivation level. Celestial Person Realm? Yang Zhen had actually broken through to the Celestial Person Realm?
That's the Celestial Person Realm, which nine and a half out of ten Tribulation Transcendence Realm can't break through to?
Damn... Yang Zhen really is a prodigy.
At this moment, Yang Zhen's words suddenly came from inside the small building, which shocked everyone and made them quickly focus their attention.
"Life force harmonizes with Yin and Yang, adjusts to the four seasons, transcends worldly concerns, accumulates spiritual energy, roams freely between heaven and earth, and sees and hears beyond the eight directions. This is the Physiology and Heavenly Derivation Art of Numbers. How much you can comprehend depends on your own destiny. Pay attention to the changes in the Yin-Yang Diagram..."
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Meng Tinghao and the purple-robed elder shuddered and almost simultaneously looked up at the mysterious Yin-Yang Diagram in mid-air, slowly becoming mesmerized.
"Those below the Mahayana Realm should not look at the Yin-Yang Diagram... As long as the body is not decayed and the spirit is not scattered, one can reach hundreds of Yin-Yang Principle. The laws of Yin and Yang resemble the sun and moon, distinguish the stars, follow the flow of Yin and Yang, differentiate the four seasons, and unite with Heaven and Earth in the Dao, embodying the essence of the body..."
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
Meng Tinghao and the purple-robed elder both exclaimed in surprise, exchanging glances with eyes full of ecstatic joy.
Yang Zhen's words had already explained the functions of Two Qi of Yin and Yang and the method to reverse the Yin-Yang Diagram; this was... preaching the Dao!
boom!
A deafening roar erupted, and the entire small building instantly shattered into countless dust particles, startling everyone.
Amidst the swirling air currents, a robust voice laughed heartily and said, "Young friend Yang, may I borrow a set of clothes to wear?"
"That's easy!" Yang Zhen's voice drifted back. "A piece of amethyst."
Everyone: "..."