Chapter 131 Living Together in a Quiet Room

In the quiet room, on the sandalwood tea table, the teacups were as white as snow, and a delicate fragrance rose and filled the air between the two people.

Li Qingyue looked at him, her bright eyes clear, a smile spreading across her face, and asked, “You wouldn’t have brought me a jar of fine wine, would you?”

Qin Ming’s hair was jet black, and his eyes were bright. Thinking of the old days, he couldn’t help but smile, shook his head, and said, “This time the gift isn’t wine, but it might really make you a little tipsy.”

“Oh, what is that?” Li Qingyue asked in surprise, quite curious.

In this quiet and elegant room, there were exquisite tea sets, as well as a desk, writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. He took out some paper and prepared to write down those two incredibly mysterious scriptures.

Li Qingyue also got up, stood gracefully, and came to the table to personally grind the powder for him.

Her consciousness shone like a golden sun, illuminating the sea of ​​mist. Her instincts were incredibly sharp, and she sensed something was happening that would influence her future.

The aroma of tea mingled with the faint scent of ink, slowly flowing through the quiet room. Qin Ming sat down and quickly began to write, his mind and spirit highly focused, extremely serious, not wanting even the slightest flaw in his handwriting.

He restored the scriptures exactly as he saw them, fully displaying their spirit. After being spiritually resonated with by him, the meaning of those scriptures would not have any deviation or flaw.

He even added the comments of that terrifying predecessor, as well as his words when educating his disciples.

As Li Qingyue watched his focused expression, she noticed that the ink on his brush seemed to glow slightly as he wrote. This was a manifestation of his conscious and insightful engagement, indicating that he was completely immersed in the writing, allowing the words on the paper to come alive.

Then, his entire body glowed faintly, as if resonating with the scriptures on the paper. Li Qingyue’s beautiful face, as white as mutton fat jade, was filled with solemnity. She took out a small, crystal-clear, nine-colored seal and placed it in the room to prevent the faint light from spreading out.

She came closer and looked at it carefully.

For a moment, her consciousness also fluctuated.

Li Qingyue knew that this was a priceless scripture, and that it was closely related to her.

Is this the gift Qin Ming is going to give her? Li Qingyue, unusually composed, exuded an aura that seemed out of place with her usual serene demeanor. Her mouth agape, she was utterly astonished, a look of disbelief on her face.

Qin Ming was extremely focused, and he only breathed a sigh of relief when he finished writing the last word of the first scripture.

Suddenly, he realized that Li Qingyue was right beside him, engrossed in reading a scripture about the Eight Trigrams Furnace, her whole being glowing.

He didn’t disturb them and sat there quietly.

He then began to peruse the scripture that Li Qingyue had brought.

Soon, he became engrossed in watching it and naturally resonated with it on a spiritual level.

Qin Ming realized that the old monsters in the outer realms were very cautious, and this was not the original situation.

He saw scenes from the past, where someone was copying scriptures. This copy was exactly the same as the original and must be one or two hundred years old.

Many people have read this book, but they have all been stumped, leaving them with mostly negative feelings and little reference value.

Qin Ming shared the same emotions as those people, all in order to remember the contents of this book.

He kept flipping through the pages, and before he knew it, he had reached the last page and memorized everything. He closed the book and decided it could be called “The Book of Changing Destiny”.

When Qin Ming looked up, he found Li Qingyue looking at him. “I’ve memorized it all.” He returned the book. “So fast?” Li Qingyue was surprised.

“That’s fine.” Qin Ming nodded.

At this moment, Li Qingyue had also read through all the papers on the desk that still smelled of ink and memorized their contents.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled with surprise, as well as emotion. She said, “I won’t say thank you; that would be too formal.” She knew that with this scripture, the near-divine item truly belonged to her!

At the same time, she didn’t ask Qin Ming how he obtained the incantation about the Six Ding Divine Fire. She knew that everyone had their own secrets, and she herself was no exception.

Qin Ming said, “I didn’t dare to pass it on to you before at the Luofu Immortal Mountain Ruins, because I was afraid that there were omnipotent seniors who could sense things and that they might possess me.”

“I know,” Li Qingyue nodded.

She gently pressed her hand against her fair brow and said, “I have engraved it in the deepest core of my consciousness. If anyone covets it, even if they successfully possess it, they will gain nothing; it will dissipate along with me…”

Qin Ming immediately stopped her from continuing, saying, “Don’t say such unlucky things. I’m still waiting for you to approach immortality before truly seeking the truth!”

Li Qingyue nodded, and her slender white hand touched a stack of sutras on the desk. A faint flame immediately appeared, and the paper quickly turned to ashes.

“Although I really want to keep your manuscript, for safety’s sake, it’s best not to leave any trace. You can give me a copy later.”

“We’ll probably need to order two more,” Qin Ming said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he picked up his pen and wrote again, this time on the words and patterns on the metal scraps, scriptures that could not be touched until one reached the third great realm.

When he was focused, the light of his consciousness, which maintained his balance, and his divine wisdom overflowed again, filling his pen and giving the words their spirit and vitality. Li Qingyue helped him grind the ink while she recited along with him.

Qin Ming continued writing until he finished and put down his pen completely.

She was once again lost in thought, her black hair slipping down one side of her ivory-white and delicate cheek. Unconsciously, the ends of her hair touched Qin Ming, and a faint fragrance wafted through the air.

She was ethereal and otherworldly, as if she had absorbed the spiritual essence of the paper. As she finished reading, all the words and patterns gradually lost their luster.

Li Qingyue turned her head and her black hair touched Qin Ming’s face. After regaining her senses, her flowing fairy aura seemed to disappear temporarily, and she could not hide her joy and excitement. She said, “The unshakable mountain that blocked my way has been moved. This is the fundamental method I have been searching for.”

Clearly, this is the content of “a single page of the true teachings”!

In the past, Mount Luofu was the foundation of a pure land beyond the secular world, and the scriptures there were naturally of unimaginable importance.

“It’s good that it’s useful to you.” Qin Ming smiled, then reminded her that she shouldn’t practice such a fundamental technique until she reached the third level, or something bad would happen.

“I know.” Li Qingyue nodded, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart, and her brows shone with an even brighter radiance.

“You seemed a little troubled earlier?” Qin Ming asked. “You noticed,” Li Qingyue nodded, not hiding anything.

She informed them that the competition among the core disciples had ended, but the competition was even fiercer for those who were being nurtured as near-immortals by the Pure Land of the Outer Realm.

“Our lineage was originally from Mount Luofu. A thousand years ago, we failed to ascend from the blessed land to the grotto heaven. Too many accidents happened, and we lost our fundamental method.”

In the past, although a “divine seed” escaped from Mount Luofu and learned the scriptures on the metal fragments, it quickly disappeared and never returned.

Some say that he was afraid that senior figures would have their eyes on him and worried that something might happen to him, so he went into hiding under an assumed name.

Some say he might have been captured that very day by senior members of other lineages. Li Qingyue’s lineage has also studied the fundamental methods, but they have flaws. If she reaches the third major realm and hasn’t completed them, then she’ll need to consider other scriptures.

The Pure Land beyond the secular world naturally contains several sacred scriptures with unimaginable depth, but it’s unrealistic to expect to obtain them without paying a price.

She either has to wait several years for several senior figures to reach an agreement, or she has to make a huge contribution to the Pure Land before she can exchange it immediately.

For her, time was incredibly precious; even a year’s delay would affect her future competition. The several near-immortal seeds in the Pure Land all had extremely impressive backgrounds.

They are vying for control of the future Pure Land beyond the mortal realm; whoever wins will be the future leader.

Even more remarkably, some senior near-immortal beings, backed by their clan’s ancestors and possessing an innate advantage, extended an olive branch to her, implying that if she sided with him, she could obtain the sect’s most important scripture as soon as possible.

In fact, she was subjected to excessive demands from more than one party.

After Li Qingyue refused, obtaining the strongest scripture became even more difficult, requiring a further postponement. Competition is everywhere; even the Path of the Immortals is divided into several major systems.

“We are considered to be the Pure Land system of the otherworldly realms, along with the Immortal Land, the Yang Land, the Calamity Land, and so on.”

Qin Ming soon learned that the young man whose physical body could turn into mist that he killed in Black and White Mountain must have come from the Yang Land of the Outer Realm.

Although the area is said to be yang land, it is actually quite yin in nature. The physical body and the spiritual light of consciousness are integrated into one, leaning towards yin characteristics. They believe in the ancient legend of the yin spirit traveling and eventually transforming into pure yang.

“Don’t wrong yourself.” Qin Ming looked at her, but unfortunately, he was still too weak to help.

Perhaps only a sect’s founder can calmly ascend to the realm beyond the mortal world, but he is still far from that level. Li Qingyue hummed in agreement and nodded, saying, “Once you compromise yourself, the path to immortality will be severed. Judging from my previous situation, I have nothing to fear. At the very least, I will be one of the core leaders of the Pure Land beyond the mortal world in the future. Now, naturally, I must compete for the position with the most say.”

Her body radiated a clear and ethereal aura, flowing with dazzling brilliance. She exuded unparalleled confidence, having even acquired the most powerful scripture, and no longer needed to be distracted.

“I should go,” Li Qingyue said.

She took out two pieces of “exotic gold,” one emitting a purple mist and the other as white as jade, and placed them in his hand.

She explained, “If you forge it into a weapon, it can penetrate divine wisdom, heavenly light, and spiritual light. If you want to block it, you’ll need to use powerful methods.”

Qin Ming took only one piece and said, “One piece is enough. I’ll study it. You can take the other one.”

Li Qingyue didn’t stand on ceremony and put one away. Although she possessed an item that was close to immortality, she dared not bring it out, otherwise something bad would definitely happen.

She stood up, looked at Qin Ming, smiled, and finally stepped forward to give him a gentle hug, saying, “I hope that one day you will illuminate the night sky with the light of heaven!”

Without a doubt, only the most powerful patriarchs throughout history could truly achieve that. This can be considered the best wish for Qin Ming, who is embarking on the path of rebirth.

Qin Ming knew that after she left, she would probably make great strides, striving for even higher realms and embarking on the strongest immortal path in her heart. He wouldn’t see her for a long time.

He also gave Li Qingyue a gentle hug and watched her leave.

“I’m close to immortality, but not yet an immortal. I’m still a mortal. If you’re tired or weary, you can come out and have a drink with me,” Qin Ming called out with a smile.

Although she had already gone far away, Li Qingyue still heard it. She stopped, turned around, smiled and nodded. Finally, accompanied by an elder, her figure faded away and disappeared completely.