Ling Yun first gave Tang Meng a call and told him the reason and purpose of sending the two girls over. He then instructed him to act according to the circumstances and ensure that they stayed in Mansion Number Nine for a period of time.
Ling Yun also gave Xue Meining a call and instructed her to release Little White before ten o 'clock at night.
After hanging up, Ling Yun switched off his phone to prevent anyone from disturbing him. Then, he started surfing the internet.
Ling Yun already had experience surfing the internet once, so he was completely familiar with it. His goal this time around was very clear. He wanted to understand the ancient myths and legends of Huaxia.
In ancient myths and legends, be it the creation of heaven and earth, moving mountains and filling seas, casting beans to transform into soldiers, transformation, clairvoyance, etc., they were all inseparable from one thing, and that was "magical power".
This might not have any practical significance to ordinary people. At most, they would be curious about it. After understanding it, it would become a topic of conversation.
However, it was completely different for Ling Yun. This was because once he reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, or rather, the Qi Cultivation Stage, it would be equivalent to possessing magical power.
In other words, once Ling Yun reached the Qi Cultivation Stage, all sorts of unimaginable abilities would begin to be displayed. He would be no different from those people in the ancient myths and legends.
Ling Yun used Baidu to search and understand them one by one. Soon, he was immersed in them and gradually lost track of time.
For a whole four hours, Ling Yun learned about Pangu's creation of heaven and earth, Nuwa's creation of mankind, Hou Yi shooting down the sun, Jing Wei filling up the sea, the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Yu the Great controlling the flood … Then, he went to the Investiture of the Gods, Journey to the West, and even the relevant links on the web. He even browsed through the Classic of Mountains and Seas and Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.
"Apart from the creation of the world and the creation of mankind by Nuwa, which the people of the World of Cultivation couldn't do, there are people in the World of Cultivation who can do everything else …"
At seven thirty in the evening, Ling Yun finally stood up from his seat in front of the computer. He had more or less understood what he needed to understand. Even though the amount of information on the internet was as vast as the sea, and some of the myths and legends were even contradictory, Ling Yun had already grasped the main line and sorted out the context.
His memory was very strong and he had a photographic memory. As long as he had seen something, he would remember it all.
"This world should have lost a great era. Either the people of that era disappeared due to some unstoppable force, or some almighty beings covered up some of the truth …"
Although myths and legends were illusory, Ling Yun knew that it was all because of the unknown, or to put it bluntly, because of ignorance.
As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. Since those myths and legends could be passed down through the ages, there must be a reason for it. Otherwise, why was there no legend that the sun was triangular?
The corner of Ling Yun's mouth curled into a smile. If his judgment was correct, he wouldn't be lonely in this lifetime of cultivation.
However, after understanding all of this, Ling Yun completely understood the importance of keeping a low profile!
If those legendary people really disappeared due to some kind of force majeure, and the world was what he saw, then it didn't matter how high profile Ling Yun was. Compared to the ordinary people in the city, he was close to a god. Anything he did was close to a miracle.
However, that wasn't the case. Cao Shanshan had also said that Ling Yun had seen it with his own eyes. There were Xiantian Realm masters, dragons, nine-tailed celestial foxes, and even almighty beings who could use the terrain to set up the Yin Yang Dragon Lock Spell. There was also the existence of the Emperor Brush …
The Emperor Brush was something that all the experts in the Cultivation World would fight over. Even though it was unknown why it had remained dormant until now, it contained a huge amount of Immortal Spiritual Energy!
Only immortal weapons could contain Immortal Spiritual Energy!
Ling Yun naturally wouldn't go down on an empty stomach in a few hours. He closed the door and left home. He found a random restaurant to fill his stomach before returning to surf the internet.
This time, Ling Yun wasn't researching ancient myths and legends anymore. Instead, he entered a website that could exchange traditional and simplified Chinese characters.
The book that Li Yunxiang's mother gave him was all written in traditional Chinese characters. Therefore, Ling Yun used the remaining few hours to learn traditional Chinese characters.
At this time, Ling Yun's terrifying memory played a huge role. There were only about three thousand commonly used Chinese characters. Using the traditional character converter, Ling Yun only needed to look at the traditional form of each simplified Chinese character to memorize it. It was very easy.
"It's about time. Those rare characters are rarely used. There's no need to learn them."
At 11: 30 at night, Ling Yun turned off his computer and checked the things he had prepared. He took two sets of sportswear and two pairs of sports shoes and put them into his spatial ring. Then, he locked the door and left.
The weather was good that night. Even though it was close to midnight, the temperature in Qingshui City was still above twenty degrees Celsius. The crescent moon hung in the sky and the stars filled the sky. Ling Yun deliberately used the Stellar Condensation Technique and brought Little White through the streets and alleys, heading straight for the Qingxi Villa District.
Back at Villa Number One, Ling Yun absorbed the spiritual energy until it was full. Then, he smiled and walked away.
After leaving the villa, Ling Yun went straight to Dragon Mountain's Tiger Cliff. Three days had passed. Tonight was the day of the battle between Ling Yun and Du Gumo.
After entering Dragon Mountain Park, Ling Yun used his movement technique and headed straight for the peak. His figure traversed through the night at lightning speed.
"Eh?! Du Gumo didn't come? " When Ling Yun reached the peak, he realized that there wasn't a single person there. He couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Ling Yun wondered if he had accidentally erased too much of Du Gumo's memory. Otherwise, based on that brat's arrogance, he should have been waiting for him here.
Ling Yun thought about it again and felt that it was impossible. This was because he remembered very clearly that Du Gumo's memory had only been erased for two hours. At that time, Ling Yun's strength was at Qi Cultivation Stage Nine. It was impossible for there to be any deviation.
Ling Yun's control of the Mystical Dragon Howl was impeccable. It was targeted at everyone present. Not only did he protect the memories of ordinary people like Tang Meng, he also preserved the memory of his mother, Qin Qiuyue. It was impossible for there to be a problem with Du Gumo alone.
Ling Yun walked around the peak of Dragon Mountain with his hands behind his back. He looked carefully. Then, he suddenly noticed Du Gumo's handwriting on the guardrail at the edge of Tiger Cliff.
"Ling Yun, I waited for you for half an hour. I really have something urgent to attend to tonight. Let's fight another day!" At the bottom, there was only the word "Du Gumo".
The handwriting was carved with the tip of a sword on the two-centimeter diameter guardrail. Although it was small, it was written in a flamboyant style. It was just a little sloppy.
Ling Yun thought to himself that Du Gumo had indeed been here for a long time. In a flash, he arrived in front of the guardrail with the words on it. Pinching the guardrail with two fingers, he exerted a little force and pulled it down.
The circular guardrail was squeezed into a four-centimeter wide metal bar by Ling Yun's two fingers. The handwriting on it disappeared.
Then, Ling Yun stretched out his finger and carved three words on the four-centimeter wide metal bar. "Got it!"
Ling Yun still needed to conserve spiritual energy for the Crater. Now that Du Gumo was not around, there was naturally no need to fight. However, this also made Ling Yun's plan to have Du Gumo accompany him down the crater.
Ling Yun smiled and stood up. He looked at the pitch-black crater. In the night, it looked like a monster with its mouth wide open.
"I wonder how many people have gone down these few days. It must be fun down there, right?"
"Little White, let's go!"
Ling Yun brought Little White down from the other side of the Dragon Mountain. There were no mountain paths on this side, and it was very steep. The mountain rocks were jagged, and the vegetation was overgrown. However, this problem was not a problem for the man and fox. Very quickly, they entered the dense forest and ran towards the valley between the Dragon Mountain and Nancui Peak.
Once again, Ling Yun and Little White arrived at the dense forest and stopped in front of the old tree.
This place was less than two hundred meters away from the edge of the crater. To Ling Yun, it would take him less than ten seconds to reach it.
"Little White, we are going to explore the crater now. Is this hole of yours connected to the bottom of the crater?"
Little White could completely understand Ling Yun's words. It blinked its long and narrow eyes and shook its head at first. However, very quickly, it nodded.
Ling Yun did not understand what Little White meant, but this was not a big problem. He smiled casually and said, "Alright, I can't enter this hole of yours anyway, so I can only go down from there. Let's meet at the bottom of the crater, how about that?"
Little White stared at Ling Yun for a long time. Then, with a flash of white, it disappeared into the hole.
Seeing that Little White had gone down first, Ling Yun was not in a hurry. He looked left and right to make sure that there was no one around before rushing towards the crater.
Coming to the edge of the crater, Ling Yun stopped in his tracks and stuck his head out to look at the bottom of the crater for a while.
Because Ling Yun had used his divine sense to explore it once, he roughly knew what the shape of the crater was. The entire crater looked like a bucket that had been dug out and turned upside down.
The crater had a large bottom and a small mouth. The diameter at the top was about three hundred meters, but the bottom was at least four hundred meters. If a rock were to be pushed down from the side of the crater, it was guaranteed that the rock would fall to the bottom without hitting anything along the way.
The entire crater was pitch-black, not a single ray of light could penetrate it. Even with the eyesight of a Physique Tempering Stage Level 3, he could only see roughly thirty meters below the crater. He could not see anything further down.
However, in this quiet night, the sound of the underground river at the bottom of the crater rumbled like the galloping of ten thousand horses.
Since he had decided to explore, Ling Yun was naturally not afraid. He observed carefully and found a good foothold eight meters down. With a light leap, he jumped down! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for me at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued.)
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