The mountains saw heat and cold flow past; the cave-heaven returned over four months
Everyone in the cave has already seen General Yungu in person.
As instructed, they visualized the person's appearance and demeanor, circulated their qi and blood, and those with internal energy activated their internal energy as well.
Although their expressions and appearances differed, they all clenched their teeth and stopped speaking to avoid disturbing their breathing.
Lin Chucheng's finishing touch, creating extraordinary phenomena, also incurred considerable losses.
Fortunately, the person who will guide the next spellcaster is not Lin Chucheng, but an old Daoist priest behind Lin Chucheng.
The man was in his fifties, with a lean and refined appearance. He wore a simple blue thick cloth robe, and his gray hair was tied up tightly with a wooden hairpin through his hair bun.
He was one of the members who proposed the establishment of the Special Investigation Bureau, Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer.
Because he spends most of his time traveling and observing the conduct of members of the Special Investigation Bureau, he doesn't usually dress up as a Daoist priest or anything similar that would draw attention to him.
This outfit I'm wearing today is for the convenience of casting spells.
His hairpin was a magical artifact, his hair bun was tied with a spell seal, and his Daoist robes resonated with the atmosphere of the secret realm.
As the image of the swirling smoke and energy manifested, his figure gradually faded, drifting into the air like a human-shaped wisp of smoke carried away by the wind.
But he had a long, withered bamboo cane in his hand, the end of which was still touching the ground.
Chatter!!
The blunt bamboo cane began to move, its end scraping against the ground, leaving a long trail.
Wherever the Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer wandered, this bright yellow trail extended in that direction.
He weaved through the crowd, skillfully skirting the pillars.
Viewed from above, the bright yellow lines form a series of huge and intricate runes.
Eight talismans formed an octagon, and then new talismans spread inward from each corner.
A faint fragrance permeates the air, like the smell of bamboo and wood being roasted.
The bamboo walking stick in Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer's hand has become shorter and shorter.
It turns out that his bamboo cane was actually made by combining fragrant spices with medicinal mud and shaping it.
He appears to be drawing talismans with a bamboo staff, but in reality, he is offering incense and praying.
People are like fragrant smoke, inspiration reaches the heavens, incense sticks become talismans, and the Big Dipper receives them.
Beidou Prayer Festival in Guantian!
While Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer's cultivation level was not as profound as Lin Chucheng's, his mastery of various sacrificial rituals and spells was undoubtedly the best in the country.
This Great Sacrifice to the Big Dipper is a righteous ritual, not a worship of Ghost God, but a prayer to the celestial phenomena and stars in exchange for supernatural phenomena.
Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer devised this plan to exchange the vital energy of over a thousand martial artists for the summoning of General Yungu from the Big Dipper Soul-Returning Seven Po Heavenly Grotto.
The "spirit smoke" was merely a temporary release of power from the people present; they could recover after resting.
Even if the Grotto-Heaven obtains the beacon fire, it will only gain a one-time burst of power.
General Yungu, however, had even the foundation for achieving the Taboo realm located within the Grotto-Heaven, allowing him to continuously circulate his power.
The latter clearly has a higher potential value.
Even if it were a complete Grotto-Heaven, Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer wouldn't be confident he could get away with it using this method.
But it was just the ruins of a Grotto-Heaven, and he actually had a good chance of winning, but he didn't say it outright when he told others.
Far away in Busan, in a courtyard.
Yungu was still looking at the screen when he suddenly realized that his fingers had become somewhat transparent.
"Is this the start?"
"Yes."
Chu Tianshu stared intently at Yungu and said, "It seems the first attempt went quite smoothly."
If all goes well, Yungu will first return to the Grotto-Heaven, and then be transferred from the Grotto-Heaven to the secret realm.
Chu Tianshu was very curious about the existence of the Grotto-Heaven and wanted to take this opportunity to see how the power of the Grotto-Heaven worked.
However, as Yungu's body grew fainter, he still couldn't understand what power was at work on Yungu.
Suddenly, the wristwatch in Yungu's hand passed through the illusory image of his palm and fell downwards.
Chu Tianshu took it without hesitation.
Yungu seized the last moment and instructed Cui Douri, "Be careful, take good care of your two sisters. If everything goes smoothly, I'll call you."
"It will definitely go smoothly."
Cui Douri, a little nervous, grinned and said, "I will take Su-ju and Dong-ju with me to visit Master's hometown."
Chen Ying, who was in the pavilion, also stopped what she was doing, mixing herbs, and looked over.
Yungu touched the cigarette on his body and found that the smoke was fading.
"Hey! The cigarette is on the same wavelength as me, which means that in this state, I can smoke too, right?"
He smiled at Chen Ying, took out a cigarette, and just as he put it in his mouth, he disappeared.
Inside the cave, the swirling mist near the dome grew increasingly turbulent and swirled faster.
But as it approached its peak, the entire cloud of smoke suddenly began to shrink and fade.
"You couldn't see whose potential value was greater; were you just instinctively trying to devour more essence?"
Sensing something amiss, the Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer, floating in the air, showed a slight frown. "What a greedy Grotto-Heaven!" he murmured.
"It's okay, I'll do it."
Lin Chucheng let out a clear voice, his whole body seemed to be painted with a layer of gold, and he floated into the air, his slightly messy hair becoming even more angular.
In mid-air, he brought his palms together like a lotus flower, circled them in front of his chest, and then pressed them back to his right waist.
The whole body naturally sinks down the waist and hips, with the feet touching the air.
"Gongcao Taichong, the Sun-Chasing True Art!"
Lin Chucheng, who possessed the vital energy of the stone tablet, also successfully comprehended the "Sun-Chasing True Art" and gained his own unique insights.
A tiny, bluish-white orb of light gathered between his palms and gradually expanded.
The moment he pushed his hands out, everyone in the cave heard a deafening roar.
It sounded like the noise of some enormous engine being started.
The sphere of light, the size of a longan, rapidly changed color and expanded, unleashing a golden column of energy that crashed against the dome.
The vortex on the dome expanded instantly, becoming denser once more.
As everyone present looked at the pillar of light, they felt a sense of brightness, like the sun shining into their hearts, as if the moon had turned into the sun.
"Get up!" "Let's go!"
The crowd shouted in unison, their voices chaotic, yet all rang out at the same moment, as they threw punches into the air.
The vortex trembled again, this time not fading, but simply shrinking, as if an invisible monster, like a whale sucking in water, was outside the dome, swallowing everything whole.
A phantom appeared in the dome, and as soon as it landed, it solidified.
Yungu stared blankly at his surroundings, then took a deep drag of his cigarette.
The cigarette butt was ignited by his breath, and in just one breath, it was almost half burned.
"It really worked..."
Yungu confirmed that he could no longer sense the existence of the Grotto-Heaven ruins, a smile finally appeared on his face, and blue smoke billowed from his mouth and nose.
"Happy!"
Lin Chucheng's small body landed back on the ground, his breath completely suppressed, and a smile appeared on his face.
Only Mist-and-Rosycloud Wanderer remained floating in mid-air, his figure faint, his eyes closed as he sensed, seemingly peering into the situation of the Big Dipper Seven Po Cave-Heaven from afar.
In a pavilion in Busan.
Chen Ying's gaze suddenly froze, her eyelids unblinking and her eyelashes trembling not at all.
The wind blew, but it couldn't even stir a strand of her hair.
She was originally a physical being of flesh and blood, but now she seemed to be becoming more and more solid.
It resembles a stone or iron statue.
Above the nearby streets, the white clouds darkened, the dark clouds churned, and a strong, cold wind blew fiercely from who-knows-where.
Chu Tianshu sensed a vast amount of vital energy beneath the earth, which was disturbed and undulated like waves.
Chen Ying's soul left her body and disappeared into the earth not far before vanishing into an unfathomable place.
Beneath the surface of reality, in a world deeper than Grotto-Heaven or secret realm.
The sky above the Spirit Realm hung high as usual, without the slightest sign of anything unusual.
Some deeper beings sensed unusual fluctuations.
"What kind of feeling is this...?"
"It's Grotto-Heaven! Grotto-Heaven has recognized its master!"
"Are there really Grotto-Heaven in this world?"
"It should be the site of Grotto-Heaven, just a foundation stone."
Several vast thoughts blossomed one after another, each carrying countless fragmented noises, like murmurs in a dream.
The subject of consciousness appears pure and persistent like instinct, but the accompanying noise contains a vast and chaotic amount of knowledge, which together form a clear tendency.
"If the Grotto-Heaven is completed, it can be used to resist the Wind of Dao Dissolution and preserve life for a short rest, and to absorb and release massive amounts of essence to cultivate heroes."
"There are already many Taboo in the human world, and their growth is exceeding expectations. We must not allow them to rebuild their Grotto-Heaven; we must find a way to stop them..."
"You and I are but a fleeting moment, a single day in this world. Forgetting years and months, abandoning Spring and Autumn Annals, if we are to take action, we should first adjust our own sense of time and perspective..."
The various thoughts subsided.
Whew--Whew--
Amidst the chaotic winds from all sides, Chu Tianshu slowly sat down cross-legged, placing his palms on the stone bricks of the courtyard and gazing down at the earth.
Although one cannot understand the operation of the Grotto-Heaven itself, one can see the fluctuations of vital energy related to the Grotto-Heaven.
The undulating essence, having broken away from its original underground veins, still seemed to follow a certain difference in elevation, bending and flowing, separating and reuniting, before finally being taken away by the Grotto-Heaven.
This reminded Chu Tianshu of "The Sun-Chasing True Art".
Visualize over 800 Tianshan nodes within the human body, allowing internal energy to flow between the Tianshan, resulting in transformation.
Although he had originally set the Tianshan node as the starting point, so that when his internal energy flowed, it would be like flowing through the body's original acupoints, circulating and tempering.
But upon closer reflection, he simply viewed internal energy as a flow of air, and those Tianshan nodes as pillars or pitfalls.
However, the mountains have different slopes and shapes, and the valleys are even more varied. If we really talk about the topography of the Tianshan, there are also hot and cold areas.
How could this possibly compare to ordinary pillars or pitfalls?
Just like now, when the essence flows underground, every ripple in the details eventually merges perfectly.
This is not simply due to differences in the thickness of the veins or the density of the soil and rocks; there is a more specific guiding principle.
When Chu Tianshu visualized the Tianshan, he followed the instructions in the manual very carefully, but when it came to circulating his internal energy to cleanse them, he simply let it flow freely.
Because the manual doesn't describe this step in much detail.
The creators probably thought it was harmless and didn't need to be mentioned, so they overlooked it.
The initial understanding of the token is basically based on the original text; to optimize the content, a second deduction is needed.
"I figured out this crucial detail myself and added it to the cultivation technique materials. When it's time for optimization, I won't need to waste Evil Spirit materials on this part..."
Chu Tianshu smiled, feeling overjoyed.
The way internal energy flows changes slightly, slowly accumulating and flowing through the vague mountain-like terrain within the human body.
He wasn't sure for a moment, and it took him a while to figure it out before he completed the new round of experience.
However, when Chen Ying's soul reappeared from underground, Chu Tianshu was also awakened.
A wisp of soul light returned to Chen Ying's body.
"Daoist Priest Chen, you have already become the master of the Grotto-Heaven?"
"To be precise, they are the controllers of the Grotto-Heaven ruins."
Chen Ying's expression was a mixture of joy and complexity as she carefully considered her words.
"I feel like I didn't do anything special, yet I ended up in charge of the Grotto-Heaven Ruins. Shouldn't this be called 'losing a huge dog'...?"
Teacher Little Yuan chimed in first, "This kind of thing can be called an easy win, being carried to victory, or hitting the jackpot!"
"Daoist Master, your appearance and demeanor are not suited to uttering certain words. Please don't tarnish the image you have in my heart!"
Chen Ying turned to look at her; her eyebrows were like light ink, her breath like a delicate orchid, and her demeanor was ethereal and otherworldly. She parted her lips slightly and uttered a sound.
"Oh."
That sound was so endearing!
Teacher Little Yuan clenched her fists and sighed inwardly.
Chu Tianshu chuckled and said, "Daoist Priest Chen, from now on, when you're facing Teacher Little Yuan, remember to always keep a cold face and speak sternly. She'll be very happy."
Chen Ying looked at Little Yuan with surprise.
I never imagined this little girl would grow up to have such a hobby.
Let's get down to business.
Before Teacher Little Yuan could defend himself, Chu Tianshu strode into the pavilion.
"Judging from Daoist Priest Chen's cultivation, it seems that there hasn't been much change. Although he is the soul of Grotto-Heaven, can he truly control the whereabouts of the Grotto-Heaven?"
Chen Ying nodded and said, "Being in the Grotto-Heaven will bring many conveniences, and it can indeed allow the Grotto-Heaven to move between the two realms and return to its homeland."
Chu Tianshu said with delight, "That's good. How long will it take?"
Chen Ying considered it for a moment.
"It would be best to let the Grotto-Heaven return along the original route it came from."
Chen Ying quickly calculated, "I've looked at the current map; it will take about four months to return to the country."
Chu Tianshu glanced discreetly at the token screen.
Yungu successfully returned to China, Chen Ying became the master of the Grotto-Heaven, and the last blank in the Fortune column has been filled.
He will be leaving within ten days, and it seems he won't be able to stroll and enjoy the scenery with Chen Ying and the others before slowly returning home.
(End of this chapter)