In the Wilderness, Long Qing's cultivation had been destroyed by Ning Que's arrow. He had lost all hope and even tried to give up his faith and walk into the deep night. However, he did not die in the end and did not truly throw himself into the arms of Yama. It was also that desperate experience that made him understand that simple words or actions were not true betrayals. As a firm believer of Haotian, it could be said that it was the most difficult thing in the world to erase his fear and faith towards Haotian from the bottom of his heart. It was like trying to disperse the light from the sky.
Long Qing knelt in front of the Halfman Taoist and said, "The will of Haotian is too strong. It has long surpassed my will. I have no idea how to erase it."
The Halfman Taoist asked, "What is the will of Haotian?"
Long Qing thought of the conversation between him and the Abbey Dean on the boat in the South Sea and said, "Haotian is omnipresent and omniscient. Everything in the world is under the control of Haotian. Therefore, our thoughts are the will of Haotian."
The Halfman Taoist did not expect him to have such a deep understanding of the will of Haotian. He nodded with slight admiration and said, "The thoughts are the subjective manifestation of the will of Haotian. However, there must be two sides to everything. The will of Haotian also has its objective side. Have you ever felt it?"
Long Qing was slightly confused. He thought that the will of Haotian in the objective category was the body of the Divine Law of Haotian. How could a mortal in the world perceive it?
"Haotian has no size, but it has infinite size. When it is big, it is like countless oceans. When it is small, it is like thousands of pieces of gravel. Haotian has no shape, but it has countless shapes. Sometimes it is a beast, sometimes it is a human, sometimes it is a tree, sometimes it is a mountain, sometimes it is the sea, sometimes it is the sun, and sometimes it is the world. "
The Halfman Taoist's eyes were slightly drooping. His face, which was like a dead tree, seemed to be plated with a layer of holy light. His voice was emotionless, as if these descriptions of Haotian did not come from his mouth, but originally existed in this world and appeared in the cave through his voice.
There was no description of Haotian in the West-Hill scriptures, because in the teachings, any attempt to describe Haotian's behavior was extremely disrespectful and blasphemous. This was the first time Long Qing had heard someone describe Haotian. Although the description seemed simple, it made his Taoist Heart tremble violently.
What made his Taoist heart tremble was not only because he had heard the image of Haotian's divine law, but also because he had finally confirmed a fact — the crippled old Taoist on the bed, who only had half of his body left, had indeed broken through the Five States!
This was because only cultivators who had broken through the Five States and entered the Tianqi State could be lucky enough to see Haotian's divine law with their own eyes. Only these people were allowed to describe Haotian's appearance!
However, a Haotian Taoism predecessor in the Tianqi State was cut in half by a sword. Long Qing could not help but feel that the Headmaster of the Academy and Ke Haoran were extremely terrifying!
The Halfman Taoist seemed to know what Long Qing was thinking at this time. He slowly opened his eyes and said, "No matter what form Haotian appears in the world, it must be grand, solemn, solemn, and self-evidently great. We cannot be great, we can only be strong."
"The reason why the powerful and lowly non-believers in the Academy could completely erase the will of Haotian was because they had never truly believed in Haotian from the beginning. It is difficult for Haotian Taoism disciples to do this, so I will tell you the true description of Haotian now."
Long Qing's voice trembled slightly as he asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
"Because since you cannot erase the will of Haotian, you can only try to forget. You did not even know what Haotian was before, so how could you forget?"
The Halfman Taoist looked at him and said, "Only by knowing can you forget."
Long Qing was deep in thought. He lowered his head and fell into a long silence.
After a long time, the luminous pearls on the stone walls of the cave lit up again. The white wolf fur on the soft bed swayed in the wind. He finally raised his head, his expression calm.
The Halfman Taoist asked with a hint of anxiety, "Have you ever forgotten?"
Long Qing asked, "What have I forgotten?"
"Hahahaha!"
The Halfman Taoist laughed. He excitedly stretched out his hand and wanted to pat his thigh to vent the pain, despair, and suffering of waiting for so many years.
The old Taoist only remembered the fact that he had not forgotten for many years after he slapped his palm heavily into the wolf fur. He had long lost his legs, and he also had no buttocks. He was now just a poor deformed old Taoist with only half a body left. So he cried out in pain.
The ghost-like mournful cries kept ringing in the quiet cave.
Long Qing calmly looked at the old Taoist beating his chest and wrists like a madman, and even occasionally strangling his own throat until his face turned red. It was not until the unpleasant sounds of crying and laughing gradually stopped that he said, "My Natal Item is a peach blossom."
There was a peach blossom on the chest of his Taoist robe, a black peach blossom.
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him, asking hoarsely, "Why is it a peach blossom?"
Long Qing calmly said, "After I entered the No Doubts State, I had never decided on a Natal Item. Later, when I was studying in the Revelation Institute, I heard the story of the Headmaster of the Academy going to West-Hill to cut down peach blossoms. From then on, I vowed to let peach blossoms bloom all over the world, so peach blossoms became my Natal Item."
Listening to these words, the old Taoist looked at him more and more strangely. Long Qing's expression became calmer and calmer. He smiled and said, "At the beginning of cultivation, my dream was to lead Haotian Taoism to defeat the Academy. These years, with so many things happening, especially the appearance of Ning Que, my idea became more direct and firm. I will devote all my life to the great cause of destroying the Academy and the Tang Empire."
The old Taoist looked into his eyes and saw many things. He said, "Very good."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist heavily hit Long Qing's left chest with his palm. A powerful force gushed out from the palm and instantly penetrated his muscles and ribs, stabbing straight into his heart!
Long Qing's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyebrows were raised like swords. He seemed to be in extreme pain, but he did not think of avoiding from the beginning. At this time, he did not try to escape from this skinny and horrifying palm. Because he knew that the state difference between him and the old Taoist was like heaven and earth. No matter how he tried to escape, it would be futile. And he firmly believed that the old Taoist had previously described Haotian to make him forget Haotian, not to kill him with one palm.
The Halfman Taoist's skinny palm was like a vertical blue lake that had shrunk many times. There was a very quiet aura condensed on the palm. It was as viscous as the lake water, but it gave people a sense of cleanliness. It was impossible to tear it apart, and one did not want to tear it apart.
"Your eyes are too black and white."
The Halfman Taoist stared into Long Qing's eyes and said. The expression on his skinny face did not show whether he was crying or laughing.
Long Qing's body trembled slightly. From the old Taoist's words, he confirmed that he had made the right bet. His expectations were about to become reality. He looked into the old Taoist's eyes, filled with gratitude and shock.
In the blink of an eye, his black and white pupils began to undergo an extremely strange change. The boundary between his black pupils and white pupils began to blur. His black pupils grew fainter and fainter, while his white pupils grew darker and darker. They grew closer and closer to each other until they became a completely uniform gray.
As Long Qing's eyes turned gray, a strong attraction penetrated his Ocean of Qi and tightly sucked the Halfman Taoist's skinny palm to his left chest.
The Halfman Taoist had expected this, and there was no change in his expression. In a moment, the lake in the skinny palm became a vast ocean and ferociously poured into Long Qing's body.
Long Qing trembled violently, and blood began to ooze from the corner of his mouth. Invisible wounds appeared in his internal organs, and his eyes were also bloodshot. However, in the mix of black and white, they were gradually washed into a monotonous and palpitating gray.
He slowly closed his eyes.
A Tianqi strongman who had surpassed the Five States, even if he was seriously injured, and even if he only had half of his Psyche Power, was still not a gift that Long Qing could easily accept.
At this moment, Long Qing felt that his body was like a leather bag filled with alcohol, about to explode in the next moment. He felt that his chest was already bulging like a mountain, about to burst in the next moment. He felt that his internal organs had long been destroyed into minced meat by the powerful aura.
Fortunately, he forcibly maintained a trace of clarity in his Taoist Heart. He woke up at the moment before the disillusionment came. He remembered that the perception, consciousness, experience, knowledge, and Psyche Power that he had endured at this moment were all intangible and intangible. All of this was an illusion, and there was no change in his body.
He knew that he had to endure this pain in order to obtain a new life.
A stronger new life.
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The wrinkles on the old Taoist's face seemed to have deepened, but also seemed to have lightened. Only half of his body was left. He leaned forward slightly on the edge of the bed, and his face was very close to Long Qing's. Looking at Long Qing's closed eyes and struggling to support himself, he smiled and said in a trembling voice, "Absorb more, absorb more."
His laughter was very unpleasant, and his smile was very strange. It was full of love and greed, and it felt extremely abnormal. It was like an old demon in a mountain village at night, feeding its big-headed son.
At this moment, dozens of extremely powerful auras penetrated the hard stone walls and quietly came to this cave. Each powerful aura represented a strongman of Haotian Taoism in a cave on this mountain peak. These strongmen of Haotian Taoism did not interfere with this strange transfer of power. Instead, they quietly watched. It could be sensed that these auras were very calm, but there were extremely complicated emotions hidden in them.
Long Qing was unaware of this.
His pale face appeared very strange and excited scarlet, and his throat kept moving up and down, and there came the sound of "da da". He was like a newborn cub, closing his eyes and frowning, desperately sucking all the milk that he could suck, extremely satisfied and intoxicated.
The old Taoist looked at Long Qing, and there was also a satisfied and intoxicated smile on his face. Perhaps he was too excited or for some other reason, the waist cavity that was cut by the sword years ago began to ooze out, wetting the snow-white fur mattress.
"Absorb more."
"Don't worry."
Suddenly, the smile on the old Taoist's face disappeared instantly. He stared at Long Qing, and said with a voice as cold as steel, "You can only take what I give you. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it."
Long Qing still closed his eyes, as if he could not hear what he said.
He really looked like a starving cub.
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