"Qingshan, you've changed a lot."
In the dark room, Han Qiongzhi's hand caressed Li Qingshan's face.
Unknowingly, the flamboyant youngster from before had completely turned into a man. The edges of his face became more defined and his gaze was as firm as steel. Just as her father had said, she couldn't see what was hidden in it. Why was he so determined? It was like a mystery.
She had a feeling that in the few years they were apart, he had experienced many things, far more than she knew or imagined, to the point that she felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
Like a statue, although there didn't seem to be any difference on the surface, only by carefully touching it could one feel that the material was completely different, to the point that every detail was different.
Li Qingshan held her hand and said softly, "Chapter 6: The Sky Is So Far Away You are the same, you've lost a lot of weight." And also matured a lot.
Han Qiongzhi responded with an "En" and leaned weakly in his arms. Li Qingshan hugged her tightly and said in his heart, "Qiongzhi, I've become very strong, I can protect you."
On this road to the Nine Heavens, he might have to give up a lot, but he wasn't willing to give up on the person in his arms. He remembered a line from a movie from his previous life, "Who said that a man can't travel the world with his wife?"
The room was silent as they listened to the snow falling outside the window.
That night, the two of them laid down in their clothes and listened in silence.
Li Qingshan didn't have any desire in his heart, but he felt very peaceful.
At this moment, the bloodthirsty North Moon seemed to be far away from him. The long-lost human heart returned to his chest, emitting waves of warmth.
When the sun was about to rise, Han Qiongzhi hesitated and said softly, "Qingshan, are you hiding something from me?"
Li Qingshan put his hand on her shoulder and distanced himself from her. He looked into her eyes and gently nodded, "En!"
Under his gaze, Han Qiongzhi felt suffocated and a faint sense of fear.
Li Qingshan took a deep breath and decided not to hide it anymore.
At this moment, he couldn't say anything to deceive her. Even if she couldn't accept it and ran out to spread this secret, he was willing to accept the result.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, a hand pressed against Li Qingshan's lips. He was slightly startled, only to hear Han Qiongzhi say, "I'm a little scared."
She felt that if she heard this secret, it would break the peace and quiet between them.
Li Qingshan did not know what to do.
Han Qiongzhi said, "I don't want to hear it anymore. You must have your reasons for not telling me! Let me know when you think it's the right time, okay? "
Li Qingshan hesitated for a moment. "Okay."
Her mind had not yet recovered from the grief of losing her uncle. If such a thing was given to her now, it would probably be more than she could bear, and it would be difficult for her to accept it.
In the following days, Li Qingshan and Han Qiongzhi often walked on the snow and roamed the nearby forest. But unlike before, most of the time, it was Li Qingshan who did the talking. He talked about what happened after they parted. He didn't want to hide it anymore, so he didn't lie to cover it up, and there were many "white spaces" in his words.
Most of the time, Han Qiongzhi listened quietly, occasionally asking a few questions, but never asking questions, as if she was afraid of bursting a beautiful bubble. This made Li Qingshan feel even more pity for her.
At other times, Li Qingshan often practiced martial arts with the Han Clan's disciples in an open space outside the cemetery.
Keeping vigil wasn't about being cooped up in the room and sighing. The militarists didn't pay much attention to these superficial courtesies, so they gradually didn't take Li Qingshan's "lack of manners" to heart and humbly asked him for advice. Or they gathered in a circle and listened to his actual combat experiences in the chaos of war.
Li Qingshan's combat strength was truly powerful. In battle, he didn't use overwhelming power. When the opponent's speed, strength, and spiritual qi were about the same, he could easily win. This made the Han Clan disciples extremely unconvinced, but they couldn't help but admire him. The militarists worshipped the strong.
In reality, as they fought, Li Qingshan used less and less power. Of course, his actions weren't as simple as gaining the Han Clan disciples' approval.
His strength had grown too quickly recently, and he needed some time to settle it. To settle the gains he had gained from the life and death battles.
At first, he only used the strength of a cultivator to fight. Later, he kept suppressing it and only used the strength of an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. He completely gave up on the powerful physique brought by the fiendish demons, all for the sake of honing his combat skills.
Although his father-in-law, Han Anjun, was far weaker than Li Qingshan in terms of strength, he was born into a powerful family like the Han Clan. His many combat skills and philosophies also benefited Li Qingshan greatly.
After the hundredth day of the vigil, he could take off his mourning clothes and return to his daily life.
With a bang, Han Tieyi flew far away and slid on the ground for more than ten feet. Just Now, he stopped, causing snow to fly everywhere. Looking up, he saw Li Qingshan extending his hand with a smile. Li Qingshan grabbed Han Tieyi's hand and stood up. Han Tieyi had to admit that on the path of cultivation, Li Qingshan had already left him behind.
Without the support of his clan, without the guidance of a master, without any decent inheritance, and with an incomplete Arts of the Boundless Ocean, he was still in the school of Novels. There really were talented geniuses in the world. It seemed like there was a reason why he could be so close to the monstrous Little Ann.
"Qingshan, you went too easy on him." Han Qiongzhi shouted from afar, causing the Han Clan disciples to laugh and make noise. "Big Sister Han is really cruel!" "A biological brother can't be compared to a biological man."
After all, no one could be immersed in sorrow forever. This was not the spirit advocated by the militarists. Otherwise, if they lost their comrades in real war and became heartbroken, unable to continue fighting, would they still be considered disciples of the school of the Military?
Han Tieyi was unfazed. He asked, "You're close to breaking through to late Foundation Establishment, right?"
"I'm close."
Like the fifth layer of the spirit turtle, he only lacked an opportunity, a form of comprehension. However, with the recent period of cultivation, Li Qingshan could already vaguely sense that the Arts of the Boundless Ocean was close to breaking through again. However, the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression still showed no signs of activity.
After all, the difficulty of the two was on completely different levels. It was worlds apart for Li Qingshan as well.
"How fast!" Han Tieyi could not help but sigh. If Li Qingshan said he was close, then he really was close.
The minor realms of cultivation for cultivators were not as difficult to break through as major realms, but they still required a considerable amount of time and effort. Every single step forward was extremely difficult.
As long as Qi Practitioners had the guidance of a master, the support of sufficient resources, and their own talent was passable, they could basically all reach Foundation Establishment. It could be regarded as the simplest first step in the path of cultivation.
Of course, it was not actually that simple. Just the word "resources" had stumped many cultivators. The True Spirit pill that was crucial to breaking through to Foundation Establishment was not something every Qi Practitioner could possess. If they tried to break through with their own strength, it would be far too difficult.
Only after reaching Foundation Establishment could they be considered to have reached a higher level and formally begun cultivating. The trials of the path of cultivation would only begin then. Even with the support of sufficient resources, it would still be riddled with difficulties. Otherwise, large, resourceful sects like the Sword Collection palace and Umbral Yin sect would not have so few Golden Core elders.
And, the second heavenly tribulation would not be as "gentle" as the first one. If he relied solely on external forces, there was a high chance that he would die to the heavenly tribulation.
Han Anjun was only at early Foundation Establishment right now. He was only close to breaking through to mid Foundation Establishment. His talent was already quite impressive. With the support of his clan, he had advanced valiantly, and he had basically given up on all forms of entertainment. How could he not sigh in admiration at Li Qingshan's cultivation speed?
However, in the Hundred Schools of Thought, there was also a person who struggled and crawled through the doorway to the path of cultivation.
In the secluded dwelling below Contention island, the rumbling of thunder ceased.
A charred figure writhed and struggled to her feet. At first, she coughed violently, followed by a soft chuckle from the depths of her throat. Gradually, it grew louder and louder, turning into a hysterical, wild laughter, like a snake raising its head.
A simple, vigorous vine crawled out from Qian Rongzhi's body, wrapping around her. The charred skin on her body peeled off layer by layer. It was impossible to tell whether it was her clothes or her charred skin. It was like a black snake shedding its skin. Snow-white skin grew out, and a beautiful, tiny snake slithered happily on it.
Afterwards came a new round of torture. Even at a time like this, no matter when, the pain would never disappear. It would only become more and more intense, more intense than ever before.
She collapsed on the ground again. Her limbs twisted inch by inch, like tiny insects being roasted by fire. It seemed strange and disgusting, but the more intense the pain, the more resplendent her smile became. Even the tortures of hell were unable to distort the joy from the bottom of her heart.
When everything settled down, she laid on the ground and raised her arm high into the air, pointing at the stone wall above. The Heaven Climbing Vine extended up along her arm, and the hell snake coiled around it again, hissing and flicking its tongue.
"Hehe, the heavens are so far away!"
… …
"Commander, I've come to collect a cultivation method of a higher level for the school of Legalism."
Hua Chengzan currently sat by the window, handling the matters of the school of Legalism. Qian Rongzhi pushed open the door and entered, bowing. She had changed into a new set of clothes, and her usual smile was even warmer now.
"Rongzhi! Congratulations on reaching Foundation Establishment. "Hua Chengzan was mildly surprised before congratulating her with a smile. However, he was surprised inside. Qian Rongzhi was in high spirits, and her bearing had changed drastically. The sinister feeling vanished, actually giving off a strange charm that took his breath away.
However, he was not tempted at all. Instead, he sighed inside, She's finally become something even more vicious.
Qian Rongzhi said, "It's all thanks to commander's nurturing!"
After a simple conversation, Hua Chengzan passed the new cultivation method to Qian Rongzhi. He went through the motions and said, "The power of the Hell realm is powerful, but it's also dangerous. You have to be as careful as possible when you sense and use it. The slightest carelessness can lead to great pain. Many disciples of legalism have committed suicide because they lost their minds during cultivation."
"Thank you for your advice, commander. I will be careful," Qian Rongzhi said modestly.
"Have you chosen the hell you want to sense?"
Hua Chengzan could not help but ask when Qian Rongzhi bid farewell and left.
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