When Lu Zhou read this, he suddenly felt that the Luo woman's emotions were easily fluctuating. She was like a young girl, but she was good at keeping her emotions in check. She often cheered him on in her notes. It was clear that she was persistent in her pursuit of him.
In other words, she was the lunatic that Great Yan's Imperial tutor mentioned.
In that case, why were their ideals so different?
Lu Zhou continued reading.
"I bought a rough map from a grocery store. Strangely enough, other than the differences in details, the overall outline is somewhat similar to my hometown. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm dreaming, but I have enough ways to tell if it's real or not."
The next few pages were filled with records of symbols. Lu Zhou could not understand them.
They must be the symbols she often used.
"I don't have a younger Eight-leaf cultivator to verify the total amount of life absorbed by the golden lotus … This is a problem. The Eight-leaf cultivators here only have about 1,000 years of life. The golden lotus absorbs more than 900 years of life. "
"Today, I thought of a new method. I'll use the red runes to extend my life. The remaining runes could easily expose my identity, so I hid them in the tomb."
Lu Zhou continued reading. There were only records of dates. There was no actual content.
When he flipped to the next page, he could see that some of the contents were torn out.
On the second to last page, it was written:
"The method of replenishing life can be used during a breakthrough, but the requirements are harsh. After testing, the red runes method isn't feasible. The method used in the morning is more suitable. The amount of lifespan absorbed by the golden lotus should be between 1,100 to 1,200 years. "
"Although the problem of the golden lotus has been solved, this method is too harsh … Is there another method that's suitable for most people?"
"It'd be great if everyone was as adventurous as I am. However, most of the people here aren't interested in the Nine-leaf stage."
"Alas, we still haven't found an answer to the problem of the heaven and earth shackles. Fortunately, the people here don't have such problems."
The last page.
"I'm not the only one here …"
The last sentence was scribbled as though it was written in a hurry.
The rest was blank.
Based on the diary, it could be confirmed that the Luo woman possessed a great deal of knowledge and power that was not too stable and controllable. Just as Yun Tianluo said, her cultivation base was likely a Nine-leaf or even Ten-leaf expert.
If these notes were true, and there were more than one or two red lotus cultivators here, and their cultivation bases were profound, why didn't they trigger the world-class disaster that Great Yan's Imperial tutor mentioned?
Apart from the notes that had been torn apart, the rest of the notes were very detailed and did not seem to be the senseless work of a lunatic. Especially the part about the Golden Lotus absorbing lifespan, she came up with the answer: between eleven hundred and twelve hundred years. A lunatic would not be able to come up with such an answer.
If this person was still alive, she would never have thought that the world would use the method of severing the lotus to solve this problem.
Then …
Where was she now?
He closed the stale notebook. A corner of the book fell off again because it was too old.
So much time had passed. Was she still alive?
It was a pity that there was no mention of her hometown in the notebook. This made Lu Zhou even more curious. Were the people from their homelands really cultivating red lotuses?
Red lotus …
Lu Zhou thought of Conch.
Perhaps he could learn more about red lotus cultivation from her.
With this thought in mind, Lu Zhou closed his eyes and meditated on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
The next morning, Lu Zhou sent someone to summon Conch to Dazheng Palace and dismissed the others.
Conch did not know what her master wanted. She curiously bowed and said, "Master."
Lu Zhou studied Conch.
"Show me your avatar."
"Oh."
Conch extended her fair little hand and spread it open.
With a thought, an avatar that resembled a little red man hovered above her palm.
Indeed, it was red. There was no red lotus.
'Did the golden mirror make a mistake, or am I seeing things?'
Lu Zhou flipped his palm. The Golden Taixu Mirror appeared in his palm. Primal Qi surged, and the golden mirror shone brightly on Conch.
Then, a red lotus vaguely appeared beneath the little red man ….
"Red lotus …"
Lu Zhou put the golden mirror away and asked, "Are you about to have a breakthrough?"
Conch did not understand. Instead, she said excitedly, "Master, am I about to have a breakthrough again?"
'Again …'
What would the others think if they heard this?
Lu Zhou gauged Conch's cultivation base. Indeed, she was in the middle and late stage of the Divine Court realm. However, she was still a distance away from Hundred Tribulations Insight. The golden mirror was a special treasure. It could discern truth from falsehood. It should not be wrong. This meant that Conch's true potential might have reached the Hundred Tribulations Insight stage.
She was not cultivating. Indeed, this was a form of … awakening.
"Conch, have you seen a red lotus before?" Lu Zhou asked.
Conch nodded. "Mhm."
"Where was it?"
"I don't remember."
"Do you remember how you came here, then?"
"I don't."
Lu Zhou was puzzled. 'Did Conch lose her memories like me?'
"Forget it. Go and cultivate well."
"Yes, master."
Conch skipped around and left Dazheng Palace.
As Lu Zhou looked at her retreating back, he wondered if the red lotus cultivators were like the giants beside the ants.
The records clearly stated that the red lotus cultivators did not absorb life. This meant that the red lotus cultivators did not have a lifespan limit between the Eight-leaf and Nine-leaf stages.
The tide of the times had begun. Nobody knew what the future held.
…
Ten days later. Under the moonlight.
At the end of the Land of Buried Bones, on the treetop of a towering tree near the quagmire.
Yu Shangrong lay horizontally on a branch with his Longevity Sword in his arms. His eyes were slightly closed.
Neigh.
Ji Liang circled and flew back from afar. It circled above the quagmire, then galloped into the distance. No one knew if it was looking for food or a mare.
Yu Shangrong opened his eyes.
His ears twitched as well.
He tilted his body and slid off the branch. Like a willow catkin, he adjusted his body 90 degrees and floated toward the quagmire.
He looked down.
Snore.
Snore.
In the center of the quagmire, there was a pool of clear water that resembled the mouth of a spring. Under the moonlight, it glowed faintly.
One by one, the blisters popped up.
Yu Shangrong smiled faintly. "You're lucky."
This meant that Yu Zhenghai's life was saved.
The Wuqians lived in caves and ate soil. When they died, their hearts would not die. When they were buried, they would be reborn.
Yu Shangrong could feel Primal Qi gathering in the quagmire from all directions. He could also feel the rich essence of the sun and moon in the water.
Over the past ten days, he had been paying close attention to the minute changes in the quagmire. In the beginning, the quagmire was lifeless and unmoving. He was slightly worried and disappointed. However, he did not give up. He guarded the quagmire day and night. This was Yu Zhenghai's last hope. It was also his only chance of survival. Yu Shangrong had done all he could. All he could do now was wait patiently.
Yu Shangrong circulated his Primal Qi and landed on the surface of the quagmire. He tried to sense the movements below.
Perhaps, it was due to the natural terrain and the perfect environment, his Primal Qi dissipated and returned to nature as soon as it came close to the quagmire and mud.
The heavens had given humans cultivation. They could control Primal Qi from the natural environment to form a power that could protect themselves and even destroy the world. However, sometimes, even a powerful Eight-leaf expert seemed insignificant in the vast and mysterious natural world. They were like a grain of sand.
"Very well. I've never lacked patience … I hope you won't disappoint me." Yu Shangrong rose into the air.
The stars shone brightly in the sky.
Yu Shangrong rose higher than the trees and tried to locate Ji Liang.
He searched.
He did not see Ji Liang. However, he saw cultivators flying toward him like a long dragon under the moonlight.
Yu Shangrong frowned slightly as he entered the forest.
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