Chapter 158 The silk calligraphy was recognized

The ancestral temple of the Six Emperors is filled with scenic wonders.

Even though the disciples from outside the secular world were quite knowledgeable, they were still full of wonder as they strolled around here.

“How big must the skull itself be to reach such a height?” Ahead, a five-hundred-meter-tall skull stood, not appearing sinister, but rather crystalline.

It was translucent, with different spiritual vines and exotic trees growing from its seven spans, exuding a rich medicinal fragrance. “This is a famous seven-span wonder medicine. Even some elders in our outer immortal land are drooling over it. It’s a pity that we can’t move it.”

“Sheng, have you forgotten where this is? The ancestral home of a religion!”

Behind him, upon hearing these words, Lu Zizai’s jet-black hair began to flutter gently without any wind.

He hadn’t even left yet, and the other shop had already marked up his own backyard’s miraculous medicine. It’s easy to imagine how much people from other places have coveted it.

This was Qin Ming’s first time thoroughly exploring this training ground, and he certainly broadened his horizons, with extraordinary sights everywhere. He almost drooled over the Seven Aperture Elixir, but upon seeing Lu Zizai’s expression, he immediately looked up at the clouds drifting across the night sky, displaying an expression of utter indifference.

“This small group of disciples from outside the mortal realm has a very solid foundation; they’re not simple at all. The Immortal Realm outside the mortal realm truly is prosperous for a long time.” Lu Zizai watched their backs.

He came in person, naturally to assess the situation. Through the aura flowing from these young men, he seemed to see a familiar old rival.

“Are they all very strong?” Qin Ming asked.

Lu Zizai said, “They are quite well prepared for the challenge of the Six Imperial Forces. They have experts who helped them refine part of their consciousness and spiritual light, which carries wisps of pure Yang energy.”

He didn’t belittle them, but rather offered an objective assessment, believing that the outer realms were testing methods and validating new ideas. “In the first two realms, the core disciples of the Six Imperial Ancestral Courts at the same level didn’t resent these people, but after reaching the Spirit Field realm…”

“This is a big problem.” Lu Zizai sighed.

In fact, even at the Outer Saint stage, the speed at which the path of rebirth opens slows down dramatically, and the gap begins to widen rapidly. A group of disciples from outside the mortal realm, even while walking within the Six Imperial Ancestral Courts, were all very confident.

Even the “Immortal Struggle Scripture,” which could rival the “Six Imperial Heart Sutra,” was merely regarded by them as a means of protection, not their primary cultivation method.

Some elders from beyond the mundane world told them that their path was the path of immortality, allowing them to look down upon all other religions and instill the strongest faith in all their disciples.

In fact, this was also the case when selecting disciples: those without spirituality could not enter the secluded realm, and those without divine wisdom could not join the esoteric sect.

Those ordinary people who are left out of the selection process can only rely on physical mutation to walk a difficult path.

“It’s truly remarkable that a lineage like the Six Emperors could emerge on the path of new life,” said a core disciple from the Immortal Land. “To be able to establish oneself in the Night Mist World, to be renowned throughout the land, and to have even earned the approval of some of the elders of the Immortal Land, is quite extraordinary.”

They felt they were making an objective evaluation, but in reality, they had a very strong sense of psychological superiority.

They believe that they are already winners during the selection process, and only ordinary people who are eliminated will take the path of rebirth.

In a sense, this is indeed the difference between immortals and mortals in their eyes.

“The duel is tomorrow. Are you all confident?” asked Luo Yao, the girl in white. Her eyebrows were arched, and her eyes were bright and lively; she was clearly not a quiet person.

“Don’t worry, Junior Sister Luo, it’s not a big problem.” A young man in yellow robes replied, and as he spoke, a dazzling aura of heavenly light appeared on his body, even his hair was tinged with golden light.

The others also spoke up, for they knew that the girl in white was of great importance; the “sister” she had once followed held an extremely high position in the Immortal Realm, and despite her young age…

They are already able to hold their own against the previous generation.

The girl in white, Luo Yao, was also outstanding enough. When she reached the right age, she competed for the position of core disciple, defeated many opponents, and was successfully selected on her first try.

“Thinking about it carefully, they can only compete with us in the first two realms. After reaching the third realm, they can only watch our backs from afar. I wonder why the elders are testing us like this?” someone asked.

“Any path needs constant improvement. This is to prepare for the great pioneering. Disciples in the first two realms need various means of protection.”

Unlike her usual carefree self, Luo Yao spoke seriously, “You all need to be more serious. Otherwise, you’ll all suffer a crushing defeat, and that would be embarrassing.”

Then, she looked at a young man in purple beside her and said, “Li Daocheng, you must keep things in order. This is the first time these seniors are testing their magic, you can’t let them down.”

Young Li Daocheng nodded and said, “Senior Sister Luo, don’t worry. The ‘Beat Immortal Scripture’ that I comprehended is comparable to the’Six Imperial Heart Scripture,’ and it seems to resonate perfectly with me. I was so engrossed in the scripture that I almost neglected my cultivation on the path to immortality.”

He had purple hair, a calm and composed face, and a faint purple glow flowing deep within his eyes—a manifestation of reaching a certain level in practicing the Immortal Scripture of Combat.

In fact, with each breath he took, wisps of purple mist would surge toward him from the heavens and earth.

Luo Yao smiled and said, “Well, you’ve been critiqued by my sister before, so you’d better do well this time. I’ll lend you her cultivation notes when we get back.”

After that, they stopped talking about the topic and instead admired the spectacular scenery.

Ahead, a fiery willow tree soared into the night sky, its enormous canopy covering an area of ​​several miles, resembling a mountain. Its drooping branches were crimson like the sunset, a truly beautiful sight.

Lu Zizai said, “Did you feel it? People from the outer realms always have a sense of psychological superiority when they face us.”

“Because we are ordinary people who mutated through physical transformation.” Qin Ming smiled and nodded, already used to it, his heart unmoved. In fact, when he first met the girl in white, Luo Yao, although she meant no harm, she had laughed at his simplicity, saying that they were like two people separated by mountains and seas.

After glancing at the few teenagers, Lu Zizai stopped looking at them and turned to walk back.

Qin Ming asked, “Senior Brother Lu, when Ming Guan duels with them, as a disciple of the Six Imperial Sect, shouldn’t I demonstrate the Six Imperial Force against them?”

Initially, he was too embarrassed to mention these things, because he had already gained so much and wasn’t that thick-skinned. Now, however, he felt it was more appropriate to teach his opponent the signature techniques of the Six Imperial Ancestral Court. Lu Zizai said, “The Six Imperial path has problems; you don’t need to practice it. What I’m doing now is forgetting my past skills.”

“Fa. I consider you one of my kind, and I don’t want you to follow the paths of those who came before you. Every patriarch forged their own way, carving out a new land; you should do the same.” Qin Ming sighed inwardly. His silk calligraphy style was quite unconventional. From what he could see, the more techniques one had, the better, but he didn’t want to bring it up again.

After all, he was one of those about to flee. Lu Zi, with his back to him, stopped and said, “I suspect your methods are similar to a certain special scripture in history, but everyone who encountered it failed—some died, some were crippled—and it involved a patriarch-level figure.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming was shocked. He felt that what Lu Zizai mentioned sounded very much like silk calligraphy!

Lu Zizai turned around and said, “If you really take this path and can endure it to the end, come find me later!” He added, “In the early stages, if I give you the Six Imperial Heart Sutra, which still has problems, I’m afraid you’ll be overwhelmed. You should proceed step by step.”

“Senior Brother Lu, what exactly is your identity?” Qin Ming couldn’t help but ask, bringing up the old matter again.

Lu Zizai said, “You want to know so much? Alright then, I’ll tell you before I leave after I’ve finished dealing with the people from the Immortal Realm.” That evening, Qin Ming’s entire body radiated golden light. Although he had comprehended the “River Luo Classic,” he had only recently mastered a small amount of Heavenly Light Force and had not yet achieved mastery. Now, however, there was a way to resolve this.

In a short while, he used the metal to generate water to transform the celestial energy. Soon, the golden glow turned into water mist, layer upon layer, engulfing him, and the rich vitality dissipated.

Then, he tried to transform again, constantly experimenting and exchanging elements among the five elements, becoming more and more proficient.

In the end, he could change attributes with a single thought. The next day, a vast training ground in the Six Imperial Ancestral Court was already filled with people.

Everyone knew that people from the Immortal Land had come to inquire and exchange ideas, intending to use the methods of the Path of Rebirth to compete with them, causing a huge uproar.

Many disciples of the Six Imperial Ancestral Court were furious, feeling offended. They didn’t care about the outcome, as they were using their weaknesses to attack the enemy’s strengths. But if they won, what face would the Six Imperial lineage have left?

“Our disciples haven’t even practiced the methods of the Path of New Life for five years yet,” an old man said with a smile. “Hmm,”

“Our disciples have only been on the path of rebirth for two years,” an elder from the Six Imperial Ancestral Court calmly responded. In fact, he was repeating Lu Zizai’s words in secret, acting as a mere “transfer station.”

Yesterday, Lu personally visited the disciples of the Immortal Land of the Outer Realm and already knew their strengths and weaknesses. At this moment, Qin Ming, dressed in green, stood quietly in the center of the room, and no one recognized him.

Lu Zizai was also afraid that if Qin Ming stood out, he would be remembered by some shameless elders of the Immortal Realm, just like the Tyrant of the Sun, who ended in tragedy. However, Qin Ming’s cultivation level was still low, and he was not yet noticed by those important figures. But if he was remembered every time, it would leave a deep impression over time.

Near the training ground, fiery waterfalls flowed, and towering silver trees crackled with electricity, illuminating the area. The people of the celestial realm sat on a high platform, appearing relaxed, but in truth, they took this matter very seriously. If the trial succeeded, the senior figures would continue to verify many astonishing ideas.

The lapis lazuli ground was very hard. A young man from the otherworldly land walked over, dressed in white, spotless.

As he advanced, green leaves appeared one after another, followed by withered yellow leaves that danced and swirled around him. “It’s actually the Withering and Flourishing Scripture! How can someone his age have reached this level? The Heavenly Light Force isn’t just being projected outwards, it’s also taking form.”

Does this create a special phenomenon?

Some of the Six Emperors’ disciples’ expressions changed, which greatly shocked them.

“What’s the panic? It’s just pure Yang consciousness carrying the power of heavenly light; it’s all an illusion,” an elder said softly, silencing them.

Even so, he was still uncertain. If the people of the outer realms had combined the two paths, it would be quite bad.

The white-robed youth smiled, and as he circulated the Cycle of Withering and Flourishing, brilliant flower buds bloomed in the void. Then, he shook his head and flew towards Qin Ming.

Even when he was fighting, he exuded an otherworldly, ethereal aura, exceptionally transcendent and detached from worldly affairs.

Qin Ming stood there, casually stroking the flower with his finger, a slight smile playing on his lips. His ethereal aura clearly surpassed that of the youth opposite him. Sweat beaded on the white-robed youth’s forehead; the flower carried his Heavenly Light Energy, and even more so, the pure Yang spiritual light refined for him by the elders.

Originally it was incredibly powerful and could explode instantly, but now it’s being admired as a “common flower.” What kind of monster is this?

Then, he activated another sacred flower bud, causing it to spin rapidly and press down on his opponent. Qin Mingyi

It is the same hand that gently plucks the flower, while the other hand is behind the back, relaxed and unrestrained, as if a fairy is facing ordinary people.

In the eyes of the people of the Immortal Land, everything was reversed.

With a whoosh, Qin Ming flicked his hand, and the two flower buds flew back even faster than they had come, blooming again as their petals scattered one by one.

It bloomed, danced, and then exploded with a bang! The boy in the sun couldn’t dodge at all. He was covered by the huge petals, which caused his sun clothes to explode, cracks to appear in his body, and he coughed up blood. He trembled violently and finally fell backward to the ground, his blood staining the ground red.

“That’s it? You just came to the Six Imperial Ancestral Court to offer flowers?” Qin Ming asked, one hand behind his back.

(There’s more to come!)