"Hey, Chichi."
Zhao Changhe really didn’t want to keep asking the blind girl for everything because aside from matters related to the Heavenly Book, she hardly said anything else, which often left him hitting a brick wall, and he might even end up being ridiculed or taunted for no reason.
But his conjecture about this body-transformation into a world felt very thrilling; perhaps the blind girl might be interested too?
Sure enough, a lazy "Hmm?" ca from the sea of consciousness.
Zhao Changhe sighed, "Since you responded, does that an I guessed right?"
The blind girl lazily replied, "More or less."
"Isn’t it too absurd? No matter how I see it, Old Cui Ying Wu and others from the Heavenly List are still in Martial Arts... If it really is a body-transford world, this is not just about spiritual cultivation but also about high celestial beings..."
"The severance between the two epochs is already severe. Aren’t you here in the Spirit Clan to find the bridge that connects them?"
"But even if I guessed it, is there any value in it?" Zhao Changhe took the chance and said, "Shouldn’t Vermilion Bird and White Tiger et in the Southwest just let Vermilion Bird and Chichi run over here to do sothing?"
"They? They currently just claim to be Vermilion Bird and White Tiger. Do you think they have anything to do with the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger depicted by the Ancient Great Witch? Matchable?"
Zhao Changhe keenly caught the word "currently"... Currently just claiming... indicating in the mind of the blind girl, they might indeed have a chance to beco the real Vermilion Bird and White Tiger, corresponding to the stars in the future.
He didn’t say this out loud but instead said, "But the problem is, a Great Witch of the Spirit Clan shouldn’t see celestial phenona as Vermilion Bird and White Tiger, wouldn’t he, even if ntioning Western constellations seem a bit more normal? Does he know Emperor Ye?"
The blind girl was a bit puzzled, "Why can’t a Great Witch of the Spirit Clan recognize Vermilion Bird and White Tiger?"
Zhao Changhe scratched his head, not knowing how to explain, and after a long pause, he said, "So it really points to astronomy? Does it an under certain celestial conditions, this person can be resurrected?"
The blind girl replied irritably, "Please, how would I know?"
Zhao Changhe: "?"
"I’m not an omniscient and omnipotent god. What level a Great Witch capable of transforming into a small world is, on what basis must I be able to understand the aning of his proverbs?"
"Your grace has fallen, Chichi."
The blind girl couldn’t be bothered with him.
When you apply your beauty liquid, do you consider your grace?
Zhao Changhe said lightly, "Why hide it from , you must know at least two things."
"Oh?"
"One, if this person has really transford into the land, is there any possibility of resurrection?"
The blind girl was silent for a mont: "The body, of course, cannot transform from land back into blood and flesh, but the soul, who knows. So at least the Heaven and Earth Shattering you are worried about making your little maid turn into dust won’t happen."
Zhao Changhe scoffed, "I’m not just worried about this; I’m also worried that the so-called collapse of your last epoch was caused this way."
The blind girl was slightly stunned, then laughed, "It wasn’t."
"That’s good then, second, you should at least know what celestial phenona he was referring to?"
"It’s actually just so day around the transition from sumr to autumn, most likely the autumn equinox, the mont of sunset when the Sun and Moon share the sky."
"...That’s it? Then why make it sound so mysterious?"
"Because Vermilion Bird and White Tiger eting in the Southwest points to the transition between sumr and autumn, but not every year’s transition between sumr and autumn qualifies for this description. Which specific year he ant, or whether the real Vermilion Bird and White Tiger really need to catalyze sothing, and what he intended to tell future generations with this proverb, remain unknown—again, I’m not omniscient."
Zhao Changhe nodded, then looked up at the sky.
It was now the end of sumr, wasn’t the transition from sumr to autumn approaching soon? Theoretically, every forthcoming day could count as the transition from sumr to autumn, so maybe he shouldn’t think too much. Just stay here to cultivate for a while, and see what happens when the ti cos.
Additionally, from the shape of the map, this area was the head, and the stone platform he was on was very likely the Spirit Platform.
If it was transford by a Great Witch’s Spirit Platform, there definitely would be so benefits. Cultivating here was advantageous anyway, so rather than thinking too much about other possibilities, it would be better to calm his mind and focus on cultivating, perhaps he might stumble upon the opportunity to break through to the Second Layer Secret Treasure...
...
Zhao Changhe never imagined that day would co so fast.
Maybe people didn’t an a specific day after all, but rather told their descendants to co worship their ancestors during the transition from sumr to autumn... There are benefits for you.
The Spirit Clan of the last epoch must have felt the benefits as their deceased were buried here. Invisibly, it fulfilled the implication of "Sunset Abyss," becoming a burial ground.
However, the Spirit Clan of this epoch had completely lost this tradition.
Having a deeply ingrained maid to accompany him in his cultivation, it was quite challenging for him to stay focused, especially since all other maids had been sent away and didn’t need to attend to him, making the two of them shalessly coexist here.
On the platform, Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged eating, while the little maid knelt in front of him, her hair moving up and down, also eating.
This was the common "take a break from cultivation"... Zhao Changhe himself didn’t know how it ford, as if he just sat here to have dinner, and Sisi just naturally sold her food in an entangled way, and it naturally turned out like this...
An Alien Clan demoness, not modest at all... It had to be a robust man like Zhao Changhe, or anyone else might have been sucked dry.
But for Zhao Changhe, it was just right; he really needed it.
He gently stroked Sisi’s hair, the blood-red evil qi in his eyes gradually faded and eventually cald.
This was the seventh day Zhao Changhe was quietly cultivating here...
It must be said that these days of cultivation had indeed been remarkably effective. Zhao Changhe could feel his spiral energy fully ford, surging blood and Inner Breath began to stabilize, just like the calm deep sea, hiding endless explosive power.
Just a little bit more, just a little bit more.
According to Yue Hongling, when the sentint moved from the reflection of a solitary swan at sunset to the counter sentint of a hawk attacking the sunset, the Second Layer Secret Treasure would be broken.
This was sowhat challenging for Zhao Changhe. He didn’t have such a clear symbolic expression; his sentint was very abstract, things like the stars in the sky... Could they possibly invert like a Galaxy turning upside down during battle? It was pointless, fundantally, Yue Hongling’s experience suggested the transition from rging with and utilizing the forces of nature to starting to control these forces.
For Zhao Changhe, that was from being able to use the surrounding Blood Evil Power to becoming the master of Evil Qi... Perhaps becoming the master was premature, but breaking through it or assimilating it, indistinguishable from each other, no longer susceptible to attacks, that should be the key point of this stage.
Thus, Zhao Changhe’s cultivation was constantly deliberately stimulating his own Evil Qi and calling for the surrounding Evil Qi to respond, particularly evident on this grave-filled hill, leaving him with bloodshot eyes and uncontrollable vicious energy every day.
Then Sisi would co up, letting him completely release his Vicious Energy and return to nature.
The sun was setting, the evening breeze was gentle, the sun had not fully set, and the moon in the east had already peeked out; both sun and moon existed together, the world was yet to beco dark.
His Evil Qi was released, the Wise Ti.
An inexplicable sentint arose deep within his heart, as if he was transported back to ancient tis, watching a Great Witch who stood reaching the sky, holding the sun and moon, with dragons and phoenixes soaring around, beasts roaring, and with a single step, fissures ford on the earth.
Sisi seed to sense sothing, lifting her eyes in astonishnt.
At this mont, she also gained much insight into the witchcraft of Life’s origin, so top-level spells from the records that had previously been puzzling suddenly made sense.
—The maxim almost ant: You should co worship your ancestors at this ti, fools.
Sisi watched the beasts rampage, Zhao Changhe looked at the sun and moon in his hands.
If the saber is Yang, the sword is Yin.
Blood Evil is Yang, True Qi is Yin.
The body is Yang, Sisi is Yin.
At the ti of sumr and autumn, both sun and moon shine together.
The first page of the Heavenly Book faintly revealed its contents: "Unnad Yin and Yang understanding, awaiting completion."
This was the first ti since obtaining the Heavenly Book that it displayed not soone else’s cultivation techniques or martial skills, but was recording his own insights.
In terms of Cultivation Techniques, and the harmony between saber and sword...
Yue Hongling had once told him to seek references from other sects in Central Earth, but it seed unnecessary now... A Divine Skill of harmonizing the saber and sword was forming in his heart.
Zhao Changhe created his own technique for the first ti.
Although it was just a Secret Technique of power harmony and saber-sword skills, it marked the most crucial step in his Martial Arts cultivation—from learning others’ techniques to a self-created technique inspired by the ancient intent of sun and moon.
Although there was still the influence of another’s ideas, it was very abstract without any specific techniques provided; this was genuinely self-created.
The Second Layer Secret Treasure remained unbroken, but Zhao Changhe’s expression was utterly calm; he already knew how to break it.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," a young maid hurried over from a distance: "Military news from Taoyuan Town outside, Zhai Muzhi’s troops entered the Miao Region, Lei Zhentang recovered and left seclusion!"
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