The old Emperor's face darkened when he saw the golden lotus emerging from the ground and the Sanskrit appearing on the stele. The others were both vigilant and amused.
However, the Crown Prince seemed to have given up the pursuit of the throne. His expression was still calm, without the slightest worry or fear. The golden lotus gradually turned black and yellow. The Sanskrit was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, changing constantly. Even Sima Shi, a Half-step to Dharmakaya, could not distinguish it.
Mengqi had always been curious, so he opened his eyes and calmed his mind. He looked into the golden Buddha in his Vital Spirit and simulated the momentum in his eyes.
His eyes were like colored glass, clear and untainted, but covered by his eyelids, no breath leaked out.
He looked at the Wordless Stele. The changing Sanskrit reflected in his eyes and finally stopped.
"Buddha Emperor."
"How arrogant …" Mengqi closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they were black and white, deep and serene like a lake.
After ten minutes, the golden lotus dissipated, the Sanskrit faded, and the Wordless Stele returned to its simple and shabby appearance.
The Crown Prince stood up and bowed. He returned to the high platform with a smile, turning a blind eye to the old Emperor's gloomy eyes and the others' playful expressions.
Looking at the remaining people, Mengqi was not the least bit impetuous. He vowed to be the last one to appear.
At this moment, Fan Changmiao, dressed in a dark red arrester uniform with a silver badge on his waist, walked down the platform and began to comprehend the Wordless Stele.
No one laughed at his attempt. Anyway, he had to try. Who knew, he might gain something? Didn't he see that no one gave up when everyone returned without any results?
Some tasted tea and some chatted privately. The scene suddenly became relaxed.
Meng Qi, on the other hand, was very focused. He still could not see through this top scholar's cultivation of Heaven-man Connection, but the specific details were quite vague. Perhaps there was something special about his cultivation method.
If he had some insight, maybe he could see something …
"Fan Changmiao was born and grew up in Luoyang. He did not have a great reputation before he became the top scholar, but he really amazed the world with a single brilliant feat," Wang Zai said casually when he saw Mengqi watching intently.
Mengqi nodded thoughtfully. "What cultivation method does he cultivate?"
"I heard it's the Taiyi Unfettered Sword that's been passed down in the family." Wang Zai was indeed knowledgeable.
He had never heard of it … If it wasn't a top-notch cultivation technique, Mengqi wouldn't know everything about it.
While they were chatting, their gazes suddenly turned solemn. They shut their mouths and focused on Fan Changmiao!
Perhaps it was because the sun was obscured by the clouds or some other reason, but Fan Changmiao's surroundings seemed somewhat gloomy and gloomy.
"He can comprehend something?" Wang Zai was surprised.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light lit up in the darkness. It was indistinct yet dazzling like a sword light.
"Pfft!" Some disciples of aristocratic families with weaker willpower spat out the tea in their mouths. Fan Changmiao had actually comprehended sword light!
Many Half-step Exterior Scenery masters had failed to comprehend it. Only the second on the Ranking List of Young Masters, "The Unstoppable River of Knife Qi", and the Crown Prince, who was about to break through, had managed to comprehend it. What right did Fan Changmiao have?
With his realm of Heaven-man Connection? Just because he's ranked 15th on the Mortal List?
What a joke!
Mengqi wasn't surprised. He took advantage of Wang Zai's question and said, "Even if it's just the Heaven-man Connection, one can still think about the path. There's no conflict."
Wang Zai took a deep look at him and vaguely guessed that he was the same.
"Fan Changmiao has comprehended something. I'm afraid Killing Blade is under a lot of pressure!" Someone glanced at the high platform where Mengqi and Wang Zai were.
"That's right. If the second and fifteenth on the Ranking List of Young Masters can comprehend something, he, the first on the Ranking List of Young Masters, will definitely lose face if he can't." Others echoed in a low voice.
"It's not enough to just comprehend something. He has to surpass their visions. Otherwise, how can he be the first on the Ranking List of Young Masters?"
"There's no need. Their visions are similar. It's really hard to tell who's better …"
Fan Changmiao opened his eyes during the discussion. He thanked the emperor and returned to his seat with a smile.
An unexpected person and an unexpected comprehension. The scene was so noisy that no one noticed that Xuan Zhen had already arrived in front of the uninhabited stele.
After a while, the crowd quieted down because the wordless stele emitted bursts of Zen light. A Bodhi tree appeared behind Xuan Zhen. It was as tall as a canopy and was green like a prayer bead!
No one had ever thought that Xuan Zhen could not comprehend something. He was born in Shaolin, a Zen sect, and had broken through step by step. He did not lack the realm of Oneness of Heaven and Men. Moreover, he was profound in Dharma and often had enlightenment. It would be strange if he could not comprehend something!
After a while, the Bodhi tree behind Xuan Zhen withered. He opened his eyes and sighed. "Bodhi … Prajna … I finally understand. This trip was not in vain … Amitabha. I've been thinking about gains and losses."
After saying this, he put his palms together and thanked the emperor.
"Zen Master Xuan Zhen has a strong Buddhist nature. He can naturally comprehend," the old emperor replied.
Xuan Zhen shook his head and smiled. "It's a pity that Martial Nephew Zhen Hui is not here. Otherwise, he might have comprehended more than me …"
Mengqi nodded in agreement. Although Zhen Hui only had Seven Acupores and was far from being able to think, he practiced the Flower-pinching Finger. "Buddha Pinches Flowers, Smiles of Maha Kasyapa" had always been a symbol of "enlightenment". Zhen Hui was a wise man, so it was not surprising that he could comprehend something.
While the disciples of the aristocratic families were still discussing what Xuan Zhen had comprehended, Zhao Heng took a deep breath and walked down from the platform.
Mengqi suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Compared to the past, Zhao Laowu had a more majestic gait. Although the court officials on the platform were shrewd, they also cast their eyes on Zhao Heng.
Over the years, Prince Wei had been quiet. Even though his health had improved and his martial arts had improved, he did not attract much attention. Now, his posture was no less than that of the Crown Prince and Prince Jin!
After bowing to his father, Zhao Heng sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet and fell into silence.
The lake moved slowly and the water was still. There was nothing unusual about the stone tablet and its surroundings.
"It seems that Prince Wei is still lacking, just like Prince Jin …" A head of an aristocratic family in Luoyang shook his head slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic dragon roar sounded from the ground. Golden dragons flew out of the stone tablet and circled around Zhao Heng with their claws and fangs bared!
"This … this is the True Dragon, the Son of Heaven …" Many people thought.
Prince Jin's expression changed drastically. This younger brother of his, whom he had never paid attention to, had comprehended the True Dragon!
The old emperor squinted his eyes and unconsciously clenched his right hand into a fist.
The True Dragon circled around and drilled into Zhao Heng's body before flying out again. It condensed into a golden seal and slowly landed on Zhao Heng's forehead.
When Zhao Heng opened his eyes, Mengqi knew that he had saved at least a year of effort.
"Thank you, father, for bestowing me with the tablet." Zhao Heng did not lack etiquette.
The scene was unusually quiet. Many of the court officials did not speak. They quietly sized up and examined Zhao Heng as if they were getting to know him all over again.
The old emperor smiled. "Not bad, not bad. Our Zhao family has a qilin son again!"
This was an extremely high praise. Prince Jin's expression darkened. The Crown Prince, on the other hand, was only surprised before he calmed down.
However, Prince Jin did not care too much about the matter. Even if Zhao Heng displayed talents comparable to Su Meng, Gao Lan, and the others, it would still depend on the attitudes of the various forces.
In the absence of a Dharmakaya, countless talented princes had been eliminated from the line of succession. This was because the top aristocratic families were afraid that they would use the position of the Son of Heaven to condense a Dharmakaya.
"I didn't expect Prince Wei to be so outstanding …" Wang Zai spoke frankly without the slightest hint of jealousy.
Mengqi pursed his lips thoughtfully. Zhao Laowu had just broken through and had yet to find his initial path. The True Emperor Seal was probably the reason why he could have such a strange phenomenon.
"This is truly a secret treasure of the people!"
After Zhao Heng returned to his seat, everyone's eyes shifted between Aunt Bai and Mengqi. They were the only ones who had yet to appear …
One of them was a perfect Half-step to Oneness of Heaven and Men, while the other was the first on the Ranking List of Young Masters. Both of them had a foundation of enlightenment. Would they cause a big commotion and suppress the people in front of them?
If there was little difference, Prince Wei, who had comprehended the Real Dragon Coiling Body, would be the first.
At this moment, the person they had ignored silently walked to the front of the Wordless Stele.
"Hey, who's that?"
"I think, I think he's the Foreign Official of the Gongsun family."
"Oh, I heard that he's Qi Zhengyan, the Descended Divine Demon. He's an expert in the top 20 on the Ranking List of Young Masters and a direct disciple of the Huanhua Swords Sect."
After entering the Ranking List of Young Masters, Qi Zhengyan had been valued by the Huanhua Swords Sect and was given many resources.
"I wonder if the Book of the Chaos at the level of Heaven-man Connection can cause a strange phenomenon …" Mengqi was full of anticipation and curiosity.
The others had learned from Fan Changmiao's mistake and did not relax. They watched attentively.
Qi Zhengyan was dressed in a green robe. He was tall and straight, his face ordinary and expressionless. After greeting the Emperor, he sat down on his own and faced the stele.
It was already past noon, but the autumn sun was still shining on the stele and Qi Zhengyan, dyeing them with a layer of gold.
Time flowed with the river. Qi Zhengyan and the stele did not show any abnormalities.
Just when everyone felt that there was no hope, the surroundings suddenly turned dusky yellow. A red sun appeared above the river, slowly descending, unusually round.
"The setting sun is round in the river …" This poem suddenly appeared in the minds of Mengqi and the others.
The river reflected the sun, and there was an additional sunset glow. It was as red as fire, and white mist rose. Birds, attracted by something, swooped over and danced with the sunset glow. The color of the water was similar to that of the sky.
Phantoms appeared one after another, dazzling the eyes. Lines of poems flashed across their minds:
"The sunset glow and the lonely swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky …"
"Suddenly, the spring breeze comes at night, thousands of pear trees bloom …"
"The stone path on the distant Mount Han slope, there is a house deep in the white clouds …"
"The flying stream descends three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls from the Ninth Heaven …"
"The endless falling trees rustle down, the endless Yangtze River rolls …"
…
"This is the manifestation of the many sword techniques of the Huanhua Swords Sect!" Such a strange scene naturally attracted many exclamations, including the ministers of the imperial court.
In the eyes of Mengqi, this was not just the poems of the Huanhua Swords Sect!
His eyes were solemn and his expression focused. He saw the Book of the Chaos, such as White Cloud Smoke, Rosy Afterglow Swing, Kunlun Earth, Azure Blizzard, and Purple Star River. They were integrated with the poems and sword techniques of the Huanhua Swords Sect!
What kind of strange phenomenon was this?
Many strange phenomena rotated and merged with each other, but the darkness repelled each other. It was full of difficulty.
Suddenly, the area around the stele turned dark, and a sword light lit up, illuminating the surroundings. Many strange phenomena merged and followed the sword light into the sky, full of vigor and self-improvement!
Wang Zai could not help but say,
"Heaven moves vigorously, so should a gentleman ceaselessly strive for self-improvement!"
"Qi Zhengyan combined his martial arts with the help of the Wordless Stele and created his own movement!"
"Heaven moves vigorously, so should a gentleman ceaselessly strive for self-improvement … This is Senior Brother Qi's motto, as well as his thoughts on his own path?" Mengqi took a light breath, feeling surprised and gratified.
Many disciples of aristocratic families were dumbfounded. This was definitely the most shocking stone tablet enlightenment they had seen that day.
"You really can't judge a book by its cover …"
Qi Zhengyan was still expressionless. He thanked the Emperor for his praise and returned to his seat at a moderate pace.
Later, Aunt Bai also had some enlightenment from the Wordless Stele. The river collapsed and the earth trembled. It was more mellow and clear than when she had advanced to Half-step. However, her strange phenomena could only be compared with Xuan Zhen and the others, not Qi Zhengyan's.
At this point, Mengqi was the only one who had not entered the stage.
It was not until now that the disciples of aristocratic families recovered from the shock caused by Qi Zhengyan. They all looked at Mengqi, wondering what the number one on the Ranking List of Young Masters could comprehend.
Could he surpass those who had entered the stage before him and those who were ranked behind him?
In particular, Qi Zhengyan had integrated what he had learned and comprehended the movement. Could the Killing Blade be better?
This seemed unlikely … After all, enlightenment sometimes had little to do with one's strength. The higher one's ranking, the stronger one's combat capability, and the better one would be at enlightenment!
The ministers of the imperial court also looked at Mengqi. Their gazes were solid and full of judgment.
Mengqi did not feel much pressure at first, thinking that he could easily defeat Xuan Zhen and the others. However, Qi Zhengyan's unexpected enlightenment made him feel a little uneasy. Could he do better?
"Facing an enemy" could not have any hesitation. Mengqi took a deep breath and calmed his mind. Everything around him disappeared and slowly appeared again. The Qi of Heaven and Earth swayed slowly and seeped into his body. He felt comfortable and satisfied, no longer thinking about winning or losing.
He stood up leisurely and walked in the air. He slowly walked down to the front of the Wordless Stele.
After cupping one hand in the other before his chest, Mengqi sat down cross-legged under everyone's gaze.
He did not close his eyes immediately. Instead, he carefully sized up the Wordless Stele. It was grayish-white in color, simple and old. It was covered with small cracks as if it had been dug out from the ruins.
Closing his eyes, Mengqi used his Heaven and Earth to sense the stele. He felt that it was empty, only a bottomless mass of grayish-white. He could not see the end of it and could not feel any clues from it.
Mengqi had long been prepared. He eliminated things like the Buddha's Palm and the Divine Nine-Annihilation that could easily attract covetous eyes. He operated his Inner World and displayed the path that he had established in the beginning, visualizing related things.
The surrounding acupoints "opened". Inside, there was chaos, stars, round sky and square earth, the Fusang Tree in the east, and the Kunlun Mountains in the west …
And in the numerous acupoints, every twinkling star was a Grand Sun. Many stars without light revolved around them, forming a galaxy, gathering into clouds, and converging into the Milky Way. It was boundless, vast, and vast.
Sensing the mechanism, the deep grayish-white wriggled, as if something was about to spew out.
Wang Zai, who was on the high platform, saw that after Mengqi closed his eyes, the stele was slowly covered with a layer of fluorescence. He nodded slightly and smiled, feeling that the vision was about to appear and that Meng would definitely be able to comprehend it.
Each acupoint was a universe. They were separated and intersected in the Heavens.
Those in the Heavens had nine innate acupoints and five viscera and six bowels. They evolved into the Five Elements and sprouted vitality, heralding the end of the world and forming a cycle.
As Mengqi operated his Inner World and approached the Heavens, the grayish-white wriggling became more and more intense. Mengqi could vaguely feel the breath of the Heavens!
It was the interweaving of Dharma and Truth, the manifestation of Dao and Virtue!
This made his interpretation of the Heavens more subtle and rounded.
The old Emperor saw that the fluorescence of the stele was getting stronger and nodded slightly. Everyone was ready for the vision.
"Can the Killing Blade surpass Qi Zhengyan of the Huanhua Swords Sect?"
At this moment, just as Mengqi operated his Heavens, the grayish-white wriggling did not become more intense. Instead, it gradually calmed down!
"How could this be?"
Mengqi's entire body and mind were focused on operating and comprehending the stele. There were no fluctuations in his emotions, but Wang Zai and the others saw the fluorescence gradually extinguish!
They were shocked and could not believe that such a situation could happen. Could it be that the Killing Blade, who ranked first on the Ranking List of Young Masters, was only half a step away from comprehending the stele?
But three of the top 20 on the Ranking List of Young Masters had comprehended it!
The Heavens was higher than the universe and occupied it, affecting their Dharma and Logos. However, the closer Mengqi got to the stele, the calmer the wriggling grayish-white became.
By the time he finished "operating" the Heavens, the grayish-white had completely calmed down.
However, in Mengqi's comprehension, it became deeper and darker. Compared to before, there seemed to be an indescribable change.
Above the Heavens, the source of the River of Time was an indescribable "point". There was no up, down, left, or right, nor was there any difference in speed.
There was no past, present, or future here. It was the Principle of Karma, the beginning of everything!
Mengqi's Vital Spirit sat cross-legged, his eyes half-closed. His aura was deep and chaotic, and it was difficult to describe in words.
"There was clearly a fluorescent light. Why did it return to silence?" a disciple of an aristocratic family asked his companion in a low voice.
His companion said with a faint smile, "It means he's still a little bit away."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Fan Changmiao, cupped his hands and nodded as if congratulating him.
Fan Changmiao nodded as a greeting. Looking at the silent stele and Mengqi, his eyes were full of doubt. Could it be that he still had not figured out his own path?
Wang Siyuan had been smiling without any surprise. He only raised his eyebrows when Qi Zhengyan acted strangely. But now, he frowned slightly, feeling that his deduction seemed to be a little off …
"Meng is very confident. He is not a person who is blindly confident …" Wang Zai looked at Ruan Yushu and Qi Zhengyan, two of Mengqi's good friends. He saw that they were both paying attention to the stele. There was no disappointment, only doubt.
The Vital Spirit sitting cross-legged did not change, or it could be said that it contained all changes.
The Principle of Karma, the beginning of everything, was the Primeval.
Suddenly, Mengqi's Vital Spirit opened its eyes.
The chaos was broken, the heavens appeared, the universe evolved, and heaven and earth were formed!
At the same time, an aura seemed to burst out from the grayish-white and merged with this feeling.
The blazing sun shone brightly, shining on the stele. There was no light, no change, no words. There was nothing but the stele itself.
At this moment, Mengqi opened his eyes, stood up, bowed, and strode toward the high platform.
"There's no strange phenomenon at all?"
"Killing Blade is indeed someone whose combat ability is higher than his realm …"
"He is weaker than Fan Changmiao in terms of comprehension and thinking about the principles of heaven and earth …"
Amidst the discussion, Wang Zai closed his eyes and pondered. He felt that this should not be the case. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound.
All the noise around him disappeared. Wang Zai opened his eyes subconsciously and saw the center of the grayish-white stele slowly crack!
With a cracking sound, the crack grew longer and deeper.
The Wordless Stele cracked, cracked … Wang Zai, who had cultivated his Qi, was also dumbfounded. This was beyond his imagination.
Wang Siyuan suddenly narrowed his eyes, forgetting to breathe.
Fan Changmiao tightened his grip on the sword, his eyes blank.
The Wordless Stele cracked, cracked … The people who had been discussing just now looked confused and dumbfounded.
The right hand of Cui Qingyu, the acting master of the Cui family, twitched unconsciously on his knee. Sima Shi, the chief of detectives of the Sect of Six-Fans, took a light breath.
No matter how powerful or profound they were, the ministers of the imperial court had never seen such a thing and were inevitably shocked.
The Wordless Stele cracked, cracked …
Crack, crack … The teacups in the hands of many aristocratic children fell to the ground.
The aged emperor could not hide his shock at first, then his expression became extremely ugly. If the Wordless Stele broke just like that, how could he face his ancestors?
The cracking sound stopped. The stele did not split into two. It was still deep and serene, but the crack was deep and long. Compared to the tiny cracks on the stele, it was like comparing a stream to a great river.
"Fortunately, it didn't break …" The aged emperor heaved a long sigh of relief.
Amidst the gasps, the aged emperor sighed, "Killing Blade will be the champion …"
He could not comment on it. His mood was fluctuating and he urgently needed some time to calm down.
Mengqi only felt that his body was lively, and the restraint on him had been reduced by another layer. Coupled with the fusion of his previous comprehension and breath, he was only one opportunity away from a breakthrough!
Perhaps it was the battle, or perhaps it was to figure out the reason why Su Ziyuan was sent to Shaolin Temple …
"What a terrifying Killing Blade …"
"What on earth did he comprehend that the Wordless Stele could not bear it?"
"Could it be because there were too many people comprehending it before?"
"Are you kidding me? If there were too many people comprehending it, the Wordless Stele would not have been able to bear it. Would the Emperor take it out?"
"Maybe Killing Blade is the strongest person in the history of the Ranking List of Young Masters …"
Amidst the exclamations, Mengqi walked steadily, his green robe rustling, and returned to his seat unhurriedly.
As soon as he sat down, the corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up. He glanced at the Wordless Stele and saw the deep crack.
"Fortunately, it did not break, or I wouldn't be able to pay for it even if I sold myself …" Mengqi secretly rejoiced. Of course, the Buddha's Palm was comparable.
Wang Zai glanced at Mengqi, rarely able to restrain his emotions. It was as if he was looking at a monster in human skin. "This is the first time the Wordless Stele has appeared in the world."
For some reason, he added in his heart, "Fortunately, it is lucky …"
Mengqi did not know how to answer, so he half-jokingly said, "There's a first time for everything."
Wang Siyuan coughed violently.
After a moment of silence, the old Emperor gave Mengqi a cup of wine and said, "The third question: In the world of martial arts, the country is founded on martial arts. No matter how much comprehension or state of mind you have, it all comes down to actual combat. The Jade Forest Garden has an illusory formation that can simulate valleys, mountains, and dangerous places. It can also allow the contestants to escape in times of danger. Anyone who wishes to fight in actual combat can enter. "
"This is a chaotic battle. The last person to be sent out by the formation will be the champion."
"So that's how it is. There's still hope to win if I cooperate with my companions …" Mengqi suddenly understood. However, since it was an illusory formation, the weather and terrain had to be taken into account, so there might be no way to contact his companions.
Cui Qingyu thought for a while and said, "Although there's protection and escape from the formation, if there are any disturbances, it may be slower by half a beat. They are all heroes, and it's a pity that they died here."
The old Emperor laughed and said, "Since Minister Cui is worried, then I will release the prohibition and let you all attach a strand of breath to your nephews. At the critical moment, you can pull them out. Together with the formation itself, it will be foolproof."
Cui Qingyu nodded slightly and had no more objections.
…
Outside the palace, Progenitor Doumu had already finished talking about the past. She closed her eyes in a secluded place, as if she was sensing something.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and whispered to herself, "It has begun …"
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