Zi Che might have been confused by Su Ming's words, but he still quickly obeyed him respectfully. He watched as Su Ming walked out of his cave abode and turned into a long arc that charged out of the mountain, and a puzzled look appeared in his eyes.
'That wooden slip looks really normal. There's nothing special about it. Why did uncle master Su immediately change his mind after he saw it? Could it be that this small wooden slip is even more valuable than the golden stone, the God of Berserkers Transformation, and even Freezing Sky Sword?' Zi Che could not understand it.
This was the first time Su Ming left the ninth summit after his battle against Si Ma Xin. To him, it did not matter whether it was Freezing Sky Clan or the Great Frozen Plains Sect, they were not his home in the Land of South Morning. His home was only the ninth summit.
At that moment, Su Ming was walking forward in midair. At the end of his vision was the seventh summit.
Tian Lan Meng's multiple invitations, from the golden stone to the God of Berserkers Transformation, then to the Freezing Sky Sword, and finally giving him this wooden slip, was a process. It could be said to be a test, but it could also be said to be a gradual change in his mentality.
If it was not for this wooden slip, Su Ming would not have walked out of the ninth summit, neither would he have met the first ranked on the Great Frozen Plains' ranking board, Tian Lan Meng.
Su Ming's expression remained calm as he held the wooden piece in his hand. As he moved forward, there was a long arc following behind him laboriously. The person in that long arc was Chen Chan Er, who had been ordered to invite Su Ming multiple times.
Su Ming did not turn his head back. With the wooden slip in hand, he took a step forward, and before long, he appeared in the sky beyond the seventh summit. The seventh summit before him looked indistinct, as if there was some fog around it, but if he took a closer look, he would find that there was no fog.
Su Ming could tell with just one glance that this strange feeling was due to the Rune that appeared naturally once all the towers and halls in the mountain were activated.
This was completely different from the ninth summit.
Su Ming cast a brief glance at it before averting his gaze and looking at the wooden slip in his hand. A brilliant glint appeared briefly in his eyes, and he tightened his grip on the wooden slip.
He stood there calmly, his expression unhurried. After a while, Chen Chan Er caught up to him from behind. Perhaps it was because the girl had been flying in a hurry and had traveled back and forth multiple times throughout the day, but her forehead was already covered in sweat. She glared at Su Ming and flew past him without a word.
Su Ming was not bothered by the girl's actions. He followed behind Chen Chan Er calmly. The two of them turned into two long arcs and charged towards the top of the mountain.
The moment they closed in on the mountain, the faintly discernible fog before Chen Chan Er suddenly disappeared and returned to normal, allowing Chen Chan Er to enter smoothly. Su Ming followed after her.
It was as if he had walked through a membrane, but it was also as if he had passed through two sides of water. The moment he stepped into the seventh summit, the wind that blew into Su Ming's nose was not cold either. Instead, it brought with it a wave of warmth and fragrance.
That fragrance did not come from flowers or plants, but was a unique scent that was formed due to the large number of women living in the mountain.
Playful sounds traveled into Su Ming's ears, and he saw that everywhere his gaze passed by, there were only women on the seventh summit. Some of the female disciples were frolicking in groups of three to five, and some were strolling down the mountain stairs. There were so many of them that it dazzled Su Ming.
Compared to the quiet ninth summit, the seventh summit was far too lively.
This sort of liveliness, this liveliness that only belonged to women, made Su Ming uncomfortable.
Almost the moment Su Ming arrived at the seventh summit, quite a number of female disciples in the mountain also noticed his presence. His green robes, his handsome figure, and the scar under his eyes allowed quite a number of people to recognize him with just one glance.
"He's …"
"I remember him. He's Su Ming, the one who fought against senior brother Si Ma. He's from the ninth summit."
"I remember him too. He once told senior brother Si Ma that he's his uncle master … Why did he come to the seventh summit?"
"That's right. It's rare to see a man come to the seventh summit. Who is he looking for?" The sounds of women talking to each other traveled into his ears, causing Su Ming to take a deep breath and calm down. This was the first time he had encountered such an environment, and he could not get used to it quickly. He could only run quickly and avoid the gazes that were trained on him.
Zi Yan walked up the mountain stairs and stretched lazily. Her languid look gave off a unique charm. She yawned and placed her hand by her mouth. When she lifted her head, she also saw Su Ming, who was following Chen Chan Er towards the top of the mountain.
"Hmm?" Zi Yan blinked. When she saw Chen Chan Er leading the way for Su Ming, a dazed look appeared on her face. After a moment of pensive silence, she immediately moved down the mountain stairs towards where Han Cang Zi was.
There was also a woman on the seventh summit who saw Su Ming's arrival. She was dressed in a purple robe and stood on a mountain rock with the wind blowing against her face as she looked into the distance. Her gaze was trained on the first summit.
The woman was incredibly beautiful, and there was a wild air about her. Her eyes were slightly closed at that moment, and she was frowning, as if she was uncertain about something.
When she saw Su Ming charging through the sky and charging towards the top of the mountain, disdain and disgust appeared in the girl's eyes, but she quickly hid it away. She sucked in a deep breath and cast a deep glance at the first summit before gritting her teeth.
Determination appeared in her eyes.
"Bai Su, there must be someone who looks incredibly similar to you in his life. That's why if you go and get in touch with him, he won't reject you.
"But I can't let you do this, even if I can plant a Berserker Seed in him and then I'll definitely be able to walk out of Freezing Sky Cave, or else there will still be some risks.
"But even if there are risks, I still have to try!"
That woman was Bai Su.
As determination appeared in her eyes, Si Ma Xin's gentle voice from two months ago echoed in her head.
"Big brother Si Ma, I won't let anything happen to you in Freezing Sky Cave …" Bai Su mumbled and turned around. The wind lifted a few strands of her hair, and as they floated in the air, Bai Su left into the distance, charging towards the top of the mountain as well.
Su Ming floated down from the top of the seventh summit. This was the first time he saw Tian Lan Meng.
She was a woman with long hair dressed in a red robe sitting cross-legged on a big rock that jutted out from the edge of the mountain. She was looking at him at that moment. Her face was as beautiful as a picture, and her smile was gentle. She did not give off a sense of unfamiliarity. Instead, it was as if she was looking at an old friend.
"Little sister Chan Er, you should go back first," the long-haired woman said softly. When the girl standing beside her heard her words, she nodded obediently and left. However, when she passed by Su Ming, she did not forget to glare at him. Clearly, the multiple trips to the ninth summit today had made the girl angry at Su Ming for not seeing her.
Once the girl left, the long-haired woman smiled gently and spoke gently to Su Ming. "Chan Er is still young. Brother Su, please don't mind her."
There was a gentle presence about her. That presence brought with it a grace, a gentleness, and a hint of nobility.
Su Ming swept his gaze past the woman. She was incredibly beautiful, but even though she was gentle, Su Ming still had a feeling that there was a layer of fog before her, causing him to have a feeling that he could only look at her through the fog and not see her clearly.
In silence, Su Ming walked forward and sat down on the big rock before the woman. He lifted his robes and sat down cross-legged.
Once Su Ming sat down, he looked at the woman before him calmly and spoke languidly, "It's fine. I'm fortunate to have been invited by you so many times."
Su Ming could not see through the woman's level of cultivation.
"Congratulations, brother Su. You've improved once again. The people of the ninth summit are indeed extraordinary … This is something I've overlooked before." The long-haired Tian Lan Meng smiled as she spoke. Her gaze was trained on Su Ming, and the two of them looked into each other's eyes.
Su Ming did not speak. He simply looked at Tian Lan Meng. After a few breaths, wind blew past and lifted Tian Lan Meng's black hair. Those few strands of hair were hidden from their eyes.
After a long while, Tian Lan Meng broke the silence and asked softly, "Brother Su, what do you think of my copying with one finger?"
"Copying the spirit, possessing the form, the spirit, and the form … but you're still lacking some foundation," Su Ming said calmly.
"What is the spirit?" the long-haired Tian Lan Meng suddenly asked.
"The spirit is the heart, the thoughts, and the illusions. Remembering in the heart is the thought, and also the spirit." Su Ming cast a glance at Tian Lan Meng before his gaze fell on the sky behind her.
"Brother Su, I have a different opinion about your words." Tian Lan Meng's gaze as she looked at Su Ming changed slightly.
"I'd like to hear the details." Su Ming averted his gaze from the sky and looked at the long-haired woman's face once again.
"The spirit is the Dao!" Tian Lan Meng said softly.
"It's not the thoughts. The thoughts are narrow, and the Dao is boundless. "The Dao is a state that the people from the other worlds pursue. Everyone has a different Dao, and the Dao is boundless. Those who obtain the Dao will see through the world and become their own Buddha.
"I have to thank you, brother Su. Your battle against Si Ma Xin gave me an epiphany, and I understood the meaning of one sentence.
"I saw that sentence in an ancient scroll. It's a saying that has been passed down in the other worlds … If you have the Dao, you will obtain it. If you have the Dao, you will not be able to obtain it. If you have the Dao, you will not be able to obtain it!" Tian Lan Meng's voice gradually became a little ethereal as it echoed in the air.
"Because I have an epiphany. I might not know the true meaning of the word Dao, but I can treat my epiphany as the Dao. "Because I have a Dao, that's why I can copy that stroke just by looking at it.
"That's why the spirit is the Dao, not the thoughts, the heart, or the illusions you speak of. Brother Su, do you understand what I'm saying?" Tian Lan Meng smiled faintly.
Su Ming looked at the smile on Tian Lan Meng's face. There was no mockery or disdain in that smile. There was only clarity and determination, as if she was waiting for Su Ming's answer.
"There are big and small things in the world. To you, my understanding of the world is narrow and small. "It's just as you said. The Dao is a great state that allows you to understand the world.
"It's like two points going in different directions, like two extremes." Su Ming closed his eyes and spoke unhurriedly.
"But to me, the heart is a wish, and the spirit is a state. You walk down the path of the heavens, and even if I walk down the narrow path of the earth, once I walk through it, I will only search for the path to open my eyes. Do you understand what I'm saying? "The final sentence contained in the beast skin scroll suddenly appeared in Su Ming's head.
"The world that I see, you … can't see." "If you like this work, please come to Start Point and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation."
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