The starlight spilling over the Mausoleum of Books and the starlight pouring into Chen Changsheng's Ethereal Palace reflected each other. The starlight fell on his body and the broken monolith, like snow. His spiritual sense followed the wind and snow, disappearing to some unknown place. The starlight also fell on other places, such as the Reflecting Monolith. The lines on the monolith grew brighter and brighter, flashing from time to time, as if mercury was flowing within.
He could not see the Reflecting Monolith, but he could see the monolith inscriptions. Unknowingly, Chen Changsheng's true essence was like the mercury flowing on the monolith inscriptions, beginning to flow through his meridians. Those originally somewhat withered rivers and streams, with the nourishment of true essence, gradually became exuberant with life. Finally, the clear water fell into the abyss below the cliff. It seemed the same as before, but vaguely, there seemed to be some sort of hope.
No matter how bottomless the abyss was, as long as the water endlessly poured down, there would inevitably come a day when it would be filled up, right?
The starlight also fell on the second Heavenly Tome Monolith. The lines appeared, bright and dark, as if the spiritual sense was floating in the void, its position difficult to determine. Chen Changsheng's spiritual sense moved, going to a certain river bank tens of thousands of li away. Suddenly, it returned to the River Guiding Monolith. As he went back and forth, an indescribable law had already been branded into his soul.
The starlight fell on the seventeen Heavenly Tome Monoliths of the front mausoleum. The countless methods of comprehending the monoliths that had been discovered by his predecessors fell like snow, drifted like leaves, appearing one by one in his sea of consciousness. Then, they began to display their effects in his body. His meridians received an unprecedented nourishment, his spiritual sense received an unprecedented nourishment, and his Qi constantly rose.
Time slowly passed. He closed his eyes in front of the broken monolith, waiting for that moment to arrive.
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The starlight illuminated the capital. The Dew Platform was still burning, but the light it emitted was cold, like an icy flame.
The Divine Empress stood in the indescribably beautiful icy flame, looking in the direction of the Mausoleum of Books in silence. That monolith had long since disappeared from the mausoleum, so how could Chen Changsheng still fill up that starry sky?
The Mausoleum of Books was enveloped in the snow-like starlight, and the surroundings of the monolith hut were quiet. Gou Hanshi, Zhuang Huanyu, Tang Thirty-Six, and the other young monolith viewers all had different expressions as they looked at the flowing mercury on the monolith's lines. They could not be sure what had happened tonight, but they knew that it definitely had something to do with Chen Changsheng.
Gou Hanshi suddenly raised his head and gazed towards the complicated region of stars in the southeast corner. After a moment, he began to walk towards the monolith hut. Zhexiu followed closely behind and entered the monolith hut. Soon after, Tang Thirty-Six, Qi Jian and the others did not hesitate. They also entered the monolith hut and disappeared, heading towards their own Heavenly Tome Monoliths.
They did not know why the Mausoleum of Books was as bright as day tonight, but they knew that many years ago, when Wang Zhice broke through, there had been a phenomenon in the capital.
They could clearly sense that the starlight tonight was much denser than usual. Even their own Fated Stars were much more active than usual, as if they were waiting for them. In the opinion of cultivators, how could they miss such an opportunity? Especially when most of them had arrived at the critical moment of breaking through after viewing the stele for over 20 days, so they had to grab hold of every opportunity and timing.
Not long after Xun Hanshi and the others entered the monolith hut and disappeared in front of the Reflecting Monolith, an extremely clear and long whistle suddenly rang out from within the mausoleum!
This clear whistle came from in front of the East Pavilion's monolith.
The Divine State's Third Law, Liang Xiaoxiao, stood in front of the monolith hut, his expression as cold and arrogant as usual. Only his slightly trembling right hand betrayed the excitement in his heart. After breaking through several months ago, his cultivation had stagnated, and even his viewing of the monoliths had stopped. But tonight, by borrowing the starlight, he had unexpectedly broken through to the middle level of Ethereal Opening!
In front of another monolith hut.
From his bosom, Tang Thirty-Six took out the medicine box that Chen Changsheng had given him a few days ago. He took out a pill from the box and gave it to Zhexiu. Afterwards, he swallowed the rest of the pill and closed his eyes.
Zhexiu glanced at him, then swallowed them as well.
Gou Hanshi glanced at the two, then gave the medicines that the Mount Li Sword Sect had prepared to Guan Feibai and Liang Banhu. Without further delay, he went to the next monolith hut and gave the rest of the pills to Qi Jian. Only then did he slowly leave.
This was the third Heavenly Tome Monolith, the Bent Osmanthus Monolith.
It was still spring, so there were no osmanthus flowers in the mountains. He could not see the bits of gold, nor could he smell the sweet osmanthus fragrance that Tang Thirty-Six loathed.
But for some reason, the area around the Bent Osmanthus Monolith Hut was suddenly filled with an extremely thick fragrance.
Perhaps it was the fragrance emitted by the astonishingly talented youths outside the monolith hut that were using their true essence to transform the pills.
Papapapa.
An extremely fragmented, yet somewhat hair-raising sound came from within Zhexiu's body!
It sounded as if all of his bones had been smashed into pieces.
Soon after, the sound of water boiling came from within his body.
Following that, more and more sounds of water boiling came from all around the monolith hut. The bodies of the youths that were sitting cross-legged outside the monolith hut with their eyes closed were gradually wrapped up in a white mist.
Boiling. This was the sound of star radiance and true essence burning. This was the sound of those spiritual mountains' Ethereal Palace being incessantly pushed!
After an unknown period of time, Tang Thirty-Six opened his eyes!
The usual playfulness in his eyes had long since disappeared. All that was left was solemnity and tranquility, incomparably serene.
In the depths of his black pupils, there seemed to be the remaining light of the burning star radiance!
This proved that his Ethereal Palace had already opened.
Tang Thirty-Six had entered Ethereal Opening!
Guan Feibai then opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of impure Qi. A hot mist drifted from the corner of his lips.
Liang Banhu opened his eyes and looked around the monolith hut. His face revealed a trace of naive happiness. He seemed extremely happy.
The two disciples of the Mount Li Sword Sect had reached Ethereal Opening!
Soon after, Su Mo had reached Ethereal Opening!
The senior sister of Holy Maiden Peak had reached Ethereal Opening!
The students of Star Seizer Academy had reached Ethereal Opening!
The two young scholars of Scholartree Manor had reached Ethereal Opening!
Outside the Bent Osmanthus Monolith, countless people had reached Ethereal Opening!
In front of the River Guiding Monolith, seven people had reached Ethereal Opening!
In front of the Mausoleum of Books, everyone had reached Ethereal Opening!
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The starlight fell on the Mausoleum of Books like snow.
When someone broke through to Ethereal Opening, the Qi outside the monolith hut would be disturbed. The snow-like starlight would slightly bend and scatter like a flower. It was exceptionally beautiful.
Tang Thirty-Six stood in front of the Bent Osmanthus Monolith and gently rubbed his fingers together. Smelling the sweet fragrance of the flowers, he suddenly felt that the osmanthus flowers were not so unbearable after all.
The starlight fell on his body and splashed like water, scattering into the night sky.
Not far away, where Liang Banhu and Guan Feibai stood, starlight also splashed into the night sky.
Outside the Bent Osmanthus Monolith hut, ten-some starlight splashed into the night sky.
Similar scenes appeared in front of many monolith huts in the front mausoleum of Books.
In the darkness of the night, the Mausoleum of Books was lush with trees. Even though it was shrouded in starlight, it was still somewhat gloomy.
At this moment, in the mountain mausoleum, ten-some starlight splashed and silver flowers could be seen everywhere. It was too beautiful to behold.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at Zhexiu.
The snow-white starlight made his face even paler. The occasional flush of red was a sign of the Tide Rush of Blood.
His true essence had been controlled by Chen Changsheng's copper needles and he had taken many medicines. It was abnormally dangerous.
This was also one of the reasons why, compared to other monolith viewers, he had not been able to reach Ethereal Opening.
The other reason was naturally because of his bewitching bloodline.
Suddenly, several mournful howls of wind could be heard in front of the monolith hut.
Several deep slashes appeared on the eaves.
Extremely sharp claws protruded from the tips of Zhexiu's fingers, suffused with a metallic luster.
Many gray hairs sprouted from his face and his eyes became incomparably bright red, giving off a bloody aura.
Suddenly, a powerful aura burst forth from his body.
He raised his head and let out a howl!
Awooo!
This mournful howl was filled with unwillingness and anger, filled with contempt and pride.
His howl was directed at the stars in the night sky, and even more so at that bright ball of light in the extreme north: I've won!
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Within the Mausoleum of Books, the starlight fell upon the bodies of the youths breaking into Ethereal Opening, splashing and scattering like fireworks. It was very beautiful.
If one looked at it from outside the mausoleum, it would seem like the entire mausoleum was incessantly releasing fireworks.
The scene was still beautiful, but it was even more shocking.
At the very front of the Divine Path of the Mausoleum of Books was a pavilion.
The pavilion was surrounded by shallow canals, clear water flowing through them.
Tonight, these clear canals were first covered in a thin layer of frost, and then they were illuminated by the countless fireworks in the mountain mausoleum.
Under the pavilion, the dusty armor was also illuminated by the fireworks.
The rust-stained helmet flashed and flashed.
The person in the armor had woken up.
An extremely ancient voice came out of the helmet, sounding somewhat oppressive.
"As expected, it's the season for the blooming of wildflowers."
As the continent's first Divine General, the old man had left the front lines of the war against the demons to guard the mausoleum for several hundred years. He was guarding the future of humanity. When he saw the fireworks tonight, he was naturally gratified, and then he silently thanked two people in his heart. One was called Xun Mei, and the other was called Chen Changsheng.
Those important figures outside the mausoleum had come to see Chen Changsheng, but they had not expected to see such a shocking scene.
In a single night, several dozen monolith viewers had collectively entered Ethereal Opening!
Such a scene had never appeared before in history.
The garden outside the mausoleum was silent, with the occasional long sigh.
The fireworks gradually quieted, the starlight dimmed, and the mausoleum gradually returned to normal.
The important figures of the Orthodoxy, the Imperial Court, and the various schools and sects made an exception and entered the mausoleum, waiting below.
Tonight, there were too many young cultivators breaking through. Some broke into Ethereal Opening, some entered the middle level, and some succeeded in Star Condensation! To humanity, this was, without question, a fruitful night. They had to personally take care of the aftermath. They could not allow any problems to occur at this time.
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Chen Changsheng woke up and realized that he was sitting cross-legged in front of the broken monolith. He looked at the sky, thought about it, and confirmed that it was still five o 'clock.
It was just before dawn.
He stood up and walked along the meadow to the edge of the cliff.
The waterfall at the bottom of the cliff still emitted a soul-stirring sound.
He did not sweat, did not feel tired, and did not feel sore. It was as if nothing had happened.
But he knew that many things had already happened.
It was darkest before dawn. The starlight was not enough to illuminate the distant capital.
But in his eyes, the capital was very clear. Every street, even the great banyan tree of the Orthodox Academy, seemed to be in front of him.
The morning light gradually came, disappearing into the starry sky, line by line.
But he knew that those stars were still above his head.
He could clearly sense his Fated Star.
This was the first time he had sensed his Fated Star in the daytime.
The morning sun leaped over the horizon.
The warm red light fell on his face.
He did not know why.
He did not know why.
He did not know that such a magnificent scene had occurred in the mausoleum last night.
He did not know that he had become the youngest upper level Ethereal Opening cultivator in history.
But he still felt very moved.
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(Today, I wrote this chapter with great joy. I hope that everyone also read it with great joy. If everyone votes for me more monthly and recommended votes, then I will be even more overjoyed! In addition, there are also friends who have asked me through various channels for the activation code for the Heaven Choosing Online game. In truth, tomorrow's official beta testing does not require an activation code. After registering, you can directly log into the game and play. Yes, tomorrow at five o 'clock!)
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