The commandery city of Ruyi, the great general's estate. .
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Han Qiongzhi's brows were rather furrowed. That guy actually did not reply to her immediately after emerging from seclusion. Who knew what he was thinking?
"Cousin, are you thinking about that man of yours again?" A petite girl around fourteen or fifteen years of age with her hair combed into a bun stood on a great oak tree that shaded the sun and giggled.
"Meimei, get down here!" Han Qiongzhi raised an eyebrow.
"Cousin, people are fickle. Perhaps he's already fallen in love with someone else." Han Meimei leapt down and landed on Han Qiongzhi's back. She wrapped her arms around her neck and spoke like an elder.
"Don't talk nonsense. He's always been a little mysterious. Perhaps something has happened to him!"
"Miss Qiongzhi, there's a letter."
A caretaker had personally delivered a letter. Han Qiongzhi rejoiced inside. Suddenly, she felt like Han Meimei weighed a ton on her back, making it difficult for her to even move. Suddenly, it eased up again. Han Meimei flew over and received the letter. She giggled. "Come after me!"
"Give it back!" Han Qiongzhi panicked. She lunged forward as hard as she could, but she missed. Han Meimei spun around and landed gracefully on the eaves. "I can't catch him."
Han Meimei's cultivation was also at the tenth layer. Her cultivation was deep, and her reactions were even faster than Han Qiongzhi's. Like a nimble monkey, she darted through the garden as she tore open the letter.
"What? It's just two words, and it's written so ugly."
Han Qiongzhi's heart sank. She roared out, "Give it to me, or I'll tell uncle!"
"Oh my, she's really angry! If you can't catch him, you'll tell my father! How shameless! "Han Meimei leapt over the eaves and vanished. The letter drifted through the air and landed in Han Qiongzhi's hands.
Sure enough, there were only two words written on it. It was crooked and inked — Wait for me.
"What's this supposed to be?" Han Qiongzhi curled her lip, but her eyes were filled with smiles. She pressed the letter against her chest.
"Everyone, come and take a look. (Online)
Cousin is thinking of a man! "Han Meimei appeared out of nowhere. He was holding a copper gong in his hand, banging it fiercely as he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Han Qiongzhi sighed. Since their cultivations were similar, they were arranged to cultivate together. It would be strange if they could cultivate peacefully like this!
However … I won't wait for you. Do you think I deserve to wait for you just because I'm a woman? You should be the one waiting for me. Once I reach Foundation Establishment, I'll return to the Clear River prefecture.
Although it was dangerous there, her family and her lover were there.
Li Qingshan didn't go into seclusion again. Instead, he arrived outside the Hundred Schools of Thought, by Dragon Snake Lake, within a secluded reed thicket.
He gazed at the boundless Dragon Snake Lake. Listening to the undulating waves. Although they couldn't reach the seaside, they could still feel the boundless ocean.
He had already read through the first half of the Arts of the Boundless Ocean countless times and obtained the rest of the technique. He no longer hesitated. He immediately began to cultivate.
Slivers of Gui Water true qi were converted into Boundless true qi. Although it was also water, who knew how many times more turbulent it was. It was like the difference between a mountain stream and the waves of the ocean.
Practising the Arts of the Boundless Ocean had a very high requirement on talent for the water element, but it posed no difficulty to Li Qingshan. After reaching the third layer of the spirit turtle, he seemed to possess the bloodline of the spirit turtle. His talent for the water element had already surpassed the upper A standard when he tested for the five elements a long time ago. He could be described as the perfect person for practising the Arts of the Boundless Ocean.
Ten days passed. Li Qingshan converted the last sliver of Gui Water true qi in his body into Boundless true qi. Just like its name, it really did feel boundless. He had finally caught a glimpse of the gateway to Foundation Establishment.
His mind was free of shackles, and his true qi was filled to the brim. In the end, he took out ten True Spirit pills and lined them up before him.
All Rivers Return to the Sea! Li Qingshan called out inside.
His eight extraordinary meridians and twelve principal meridians were like rivers, filled with true energy. All of a sudden, they began to flow backward into his sea of energy, causing massive waves to rise up in his sea of energy, making him feel as if he couldn't control them.
The Boundless true qi cultivated by the Arts of the Boundless Ocean was extremely powerful, but at a time like this, it instead became the greatest test for a cultivator. If he could not control the surging true qi, it would burst through the dantian and destroy the cultivator.
"The Spirit Turtle Suppresses the Seas!"
The spirit turtle's daemon core shone brightly, instantly suppressing the violent sea of qi to a point where it could not even ripple.
Afterwards, Li Qingshan began to ingest the first True Spirit pill. As soon as the True Spirit pill reached his stomach, it melted into a wondrous presence.
It was like a droplet of divine water had fallen into his sea of qi, only to contaminate it immediately, leading to a startling change. The true qi became viscous and condensed.
If he were a cultivator like Hwa Seung-zan or Han Tieyi who had remained at the tenth layer for a very long time, a single True Spirit pill would be enough. However, Li Qingshan's cultivation time was still far too short at the end of the day. His accumulation and foundation were insufficient, and the Boundless true qi was far too powerful. As soon as the effects of the True Spirit pill were unleashed, they began to dilute.
Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He immediately ingested a second True Spirit pill to ensure that its effects would be continuous. Since normal methods were useless, he would use the most brutal method to break through this obstacle.
Just like that, he ingested nine True Spirit pills in a row.
Not a single strand of true qi flowed through his sea of qi anymore, as all of the true qi had been frozen like water. His sea of qi had become a sea of ice.
The corner of Li Qingshan's lips curled slightly, and he stowed the last True Spirit pill away. The time had come.
Cracks appeared on the sea of ice before it shattered loudly. An aura that was even purer and clearer rushed into the air. Ignoring the existence of his meridians, it rushed straight into Li Qingshan's mind.
In that instant, the heavens were clear, and his mind was clear.
Li Qingshan understood that he had finally opened up his sea of consciousness, which was also known as the Purple Palace or the Spiritual Field. From now on, he could use his divine sense and sense and manipulate the spiritual qi of heaven and earth in the manner of humans. However, this feeling was not foreign to Li Qingshan.
Normally speaking, heavenly tribulations would descend at this moment.
A strong gust of wind surged, pressing down on the reeds and causing the water to surge endlessly.
Li Qingshan looked around, but as expected, there was no second heavenly tribulation descending. Although he could deceive humans and demons, he could not deceive the heavens. The heavenly tribulations would not be more or less, and they would treat everyone equally. Since Li Qingshan had already received it, it would not descend.
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Ever since the war between humans and daemons began, the school leaders of the Hundred Schools of Thought had held a routine meeting. The person in charge was no longer Liu Changqing, but Wei Yangsheng, who had also reached Foundation Establishment. Liu Changqing had not died in battle. Instead, he focused on carrying out his duties as a prefect.
Many new faces had appeared among the school leaders. In the past three years, many of the original primary disciples had taken the most important step in their lives, reaching Foundation Establishment. Reaching Foundation Establishment was difficult, but all those who could become primary disciples were talented prodigies. As long as they did not have too many mental shackles and were willing to spend enough time, they could always make it through.
The leaders of the schools of Legalism and the Han became Hwa Seung-zan and Han Tieyi, while Wang Pushi and Han Anjun focused on the matters of the Hawkwolf Guard and the military.
"School leader Liu, I heard that Qingshan has already emerged from secluded cultivation. Why hasn't he come with you?" Wei Yangsheng asked with a frown before the meeting. Primary disciples would also listen in on the meeting of school leaders. Behind Wei Yangsheng sat Chu Tian.
"Qingshan said he wanted to break through to Foundation Establishment …" Before Liu Chuanfeng had even finished, Chu Tian sneered, "Don't tell me he's hiding again!"
Primary disciples did not have the right to speak on their own. However, Chu Tian had already reached the tenth layer, the highest realm of Qi Practitioner. Moreover, in the past three years, he had made quite a name for himself with the power of the Palm of the Five Elements. He had killed many daemons. Even if he encountered regular Daemon Generals, he could retreat with composure. He would definitely become a powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator in the future. They also knew he was narrow-minded, so no one was willing to offend him.
Moreover, Chu Tian's words were also in line with the thoughts of many people. Who didn't know that Qi Practitioners were no longer safe in this era? However, who hadn't walked through such an environment? Why could you go into secluded cultivation in peace, while others had to fight to the death?
"Breaking through to the ninth and tenth layers in three years? Is that considered fleeing?" Liu Chuanfeng argued with a reddened face.
"Chu Tian, shut up." Wei Yangsheng stopped Chu Tian, then asked, "School Leader Liu, Qingshan has only reached the tenth layer of Qi Practitioner not long ago, right? He has to continue preparing for Foundation Establishment. How long will that take? Don't tell me it's another three to five years? Can you persuade him that cultivation doesn't necessarily have to be in seclusion? Right now, the Hundred Schools of Thought are in need of manpower. If he does this, it won't be a good influence. Regular disciples will have objections. "
"What a pair of fleeing mandarin ducks," said a middle-aged man with a stout face and silk clothes in a strange tone from the corner. Regular disciples were not the only ones who had objections. School of Miscellany's head, Gou Dai, also had objections. School of Miscellany was the same as school of Novels. They were both at the bottom of the hierarchy and were not good at fighting. In the chaos of war, the already small number of disciples had lost many more.
And the primary disciple he had high hopes for had died in the hands of daemons last year. Now, he had to stand side by side with a bunch of juniors, which made him feel terrible. Hearing Li Qingshan's words made him angry. If his disciple had also been in seclusion, how could he have died?
Han Qiongzhi had left and Li Qingshan was in seclusion. Therefore, the Hundred Schools of Thought had the disparaging nickname of "Fleeing Mandarin Ducks".
"Senior, please don't insult my family." Han Tieyi raised his eyebrows and said coldly.
"All the disciples of the Hundred Schools of Thought are like this. School Leader Han, you can kill them all!" Gou Dai's anger had not dissipated, but his voice had softened a lot.
"Qingshan has his own plans. If the Hundred Schools of Thought could have one more Foundation Establishment cultivator, wouldn't it be far better than a tenth layer Qi Practitioner? Let's continue to discuss our next strategy!" Hwa Seung-zan stood up and tried to mediate. "I don't think so.
Why don't we calculate who killed more daemons? "Chu Tian felt very upset when he heard this.
The other primary disciples were also unconvinced. They had been in the Hundred Schools of Thought for a longer time than Li Qingshan. Why was he treated differently?
Hwa Seung-zan was about to speak when he suddenly felt a huge aura rushing over from afar. It was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
The room fell silent. Had one of the original family heads returned? But this aura did not seem to belong to any of them.
It came so quickly!
While he was thinking, the aura descended from the sky and the door suddenly opened. Li Qingshan strode in and looked around. He came to a corner and sat down behind Liu Chuanfeng.
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