Chapter Ten: The Mysterious Luo Pan

  Goodbye, King Wang's mood was extremely excited, but since childhood reading and cultivating his nature, he quickly calmed down, tidied up a bit, put the wooden box on the bamboo bed pillow, and then sat back in the chair to study "Na Qi Jue".

  "The Naqi Jue" is the most ordinary cultivation method of Qingmu Sect, but it was the first cultivation method that Wang Ke could get, and he cherished it exceptionally.

  Opening the black leather cover, inside were rows of ancient seal script rhymes, quite profound. However, studying texts was originally Wang Ke's strong point, and calming down, Wang Ke began to carefully study them.

  Tianyun Mountain is a towering mountain in the northern part of Xianjin Continent, standing upright on the plain like an inverted sharp sword piercing the sky, with more than half of its body above the clouds. However, the middle section of the mountain is surrounded by dense white clouds all year round, making Tianyun Mountain look even more mysterious.

  There has been a legend circulating among the people for a long time, on Tianyun Mountain, where immortals live. Some people have tried to climb to the top of the mountain, but as soon as they enter the white clouds in the middle of the mountain, they will fall into a coma without knowing what happened. When they wake up, they find themselves already ten miles away from Tianyun Mountain. As time went by, no one dared to try climbing Tianyun Mountain again.

  One of the four major sects on the Xianjin continent, the Tiān Yún Sect is located at the top of Mount Tiān Yún, above a sea of dense white clouds. The mountain peak presents a different scene, with countless exquisite pavilions and buildings scattered about, trees, flowers, and grasses in abundance, spiritual clouds drifting through the air, and hundreds of flowers blooming on the mountain, breathtakingly beautiful.

  Flocks of immortal cranes and spirit birds soar freely in the sky, fish jump in the clear water pool, everywhere is full of vitality. From time to time, a sword light flashes across the sky, on the mountain platforms, in the buildings, occasionally you can see some figures either practicing breathing exercises or flying swords to practice sword techniques, everywhere is filled with auspicious atmosphere.

  At the very top of Tianyun Mountain, a huge palace sits, with carvings of dragons and phoenixes. A massive spiritual vortex envelops the entire palace, while outside, many monks stand guard with focused expressions. In the deepest underground chamber of the palace, two figures now stand.

  One of them was a handsome and elegant man, wearing a white long gown, who was none other than Fei Hong Zhen Ren, the deputy head of the Tian Yun sect, a great master in the Golden Elixir stage. At this moment, however, his handsome face wore a solemn expression.

  Across from Fei Hongzhen stood a slender figure, wearing a palace-style feathered robe and a white gauze veil that only revealed the delicate contours of her face. Her eyes sparkled with a lively light under the veil.

  Between the two, there was a seven-foot-square jade stone platform, on which was placed a strange object, a bronze giant turtle with its head held high, carrying on its back a golden astrolabe with a diameter of two feet. The astrolabe was engraved with mysterious symbols, and a faint glow flickered on it. In the center of the astrolabe was inlaid an eight-trigram treasure mirror, whose surface seemed to be shrouded in a layer of white mist, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside. This was the Tianyun Sect's mountain-securing treasure, the Xuanji Astrolabe.

  "Yunlan, will this Mysterious Luo Pan make a mistake? On my way to Qianfeng Ridge, I didn't find the opportunity you mentioned." Feihong Zhenren's gaze lingered on the Mysterious Luo Pan for a moment before looking up at Yunlan, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

  "The Xuanji Luopan, although a broken immortal artifact, has never gone wrong all these years. Perhaps it's because my cultivation is too low to bring out its abilities, and I can only see a rough outline. Let me try again." The voice was like heavenly music coming from under the mask, and it was as refreshing as pearls falling onto a jade plate, exceptionally pleasant to listen to.

  Yunlan was the sect master of Tianyun Sect, but she was a woman. At this time, she stretched out her slender jade hand and lightly tapped on the Luo Pan several times. Several streams of spiritual light shot out from her fingertips and merged into the Luo Pan.

  Beside him, Fei Hong's expression was somewhat complex, his lips lightly parted as if he wanted to say something, but in the end didn't speak out loud. His eyes anxiously looked at Yun Lan.

  After the compass merged with spiritual energy, it suddenly flashed golden light, and the mysterious symbols etched on it all came to life. They swam around like tadpoles, chasing each other on the compass's surface. At the same time, the compass emitted a pleasant humming sound. After a while, the symbols on the compass instantly transformed into eight black light bands that merged into the mirror from the eight directions of the Bagua mirror. Meanwhile, the bronze giant turtle below the compass let out a roar like a dragon and a tiger, its shell flashing with streaks of green light. A strange wave emanated from the turtle's back.

  The eight trigrams mirror in the center of the compass also underwent a drastic change, with the white fog inside the mirror starting to churn violently, as if a giant dragon was stirring and rolling about in the white clouds within the mirror.

  Seeing such a change, Yunlan moved, her hands lifted up, and her slender jade-like hands continuously pinched over a hundred seals in front of her body. Like a hundred flowers blooming together, colorful butterflies fluttering about, Yunlan's speed at pinching the seals was extremely fast. A fist-sized green light sphere appeared, suspended in front of Yunlan's chest, with over a hundred strange symbols flickering within the green light sphere.

  Yun Luan's left hand held a cyan light ball, while her right hand patted her own chest, and a scarlet mouthful of blood spurted out from her lips. Yun Luan's slender body trembled, and her pretty face under the mask turned pale in an instant.

  However, she didn't stop there. With a flick of her right hand, the scarlet blood transformed into a blood sphere that flew towards her left hand and merged with the cyan light sphere.

  The two merged, and a huge change occurred instantly. A strange fluctuation emanated from the light sphere, and the runes flowing inside also carried waves of blood light, as if they had become even more agile.

  Yunlan pointed with her slender hand and exclaimed, "Linggui floats in the world, Mingjing opens the platform, Xuanji rotates, and Tongche Tianji!" As soon as the words fell, that strange light ball flashed and shot towards the center of the Luo Pan's Eight Trigrams Mirror, instantly merging into it.

  The Bagua mirror merged into the light sphere and immediately underwent a tremendous change. A strong cyan glow shot out from the surface of the mirror, and the white clouds inside rolled back to both sides, emitting an eerie aura from the surface of the mirror.

  After the white clouds dispersed, when the mirror surface calmed down, inside was another scene. Under a piece of black fog, faint blood light flickered, and a point of white light appeared and disappeared in the black fog. Yun Xiao and Fei Hong Zhenren stared straight at the mirror surface, after several breaths, the mirror surface trembled slightly, and the surrounding white fog rolled up again to cover the mirror surface. Afterwards, the Xuanji Luopan returned to its original calm state.

  The mirror-like expression dissipated, and Yun Luan's slender body trembled. The breath on her body became weak, her face pale under the mask, with a thread of fresh blood still hanging from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes filled with deep worry.

  Fei Hong saw Yun Leng's weak body, stretched out his right hand, and a jade bottle appeared with a flash of light. He poured out two round milk-white dan pills and handed them to Yun Leng, saying: "Hurry up and take it to calm down for a while. After the Xuanji Jieguo technique, don't use it again."

  "I know, but some responsibilities I must take on" Yunlan took the danwan and swallowed it, then walked to a nearby futon, sat down with his legs crossed, closed his eyes and began to meditate. Fei Hong Zhenren helped guard the law.

  Half a time later, Yun Luan opened her eyes and slowly got up. Although the aura on her body was still very weak, it had stabilized.

  "What did you see in the Xuanji Luopan just now, is there a turning point?" Seeing Yunlan's spiritual power fluctuations calm down, Feihong Zhenren felt relieved and asked.

  "Yes, the divination just now shows that a great calamity will befall the Xianjin Continent in the future. The entire continent is currently shrouded in a dark cloud, clearly indicating a shocking conspiracy. And with the bloodshed symbol appearing later, there will definitely be endless slaughter. However, the divination also reveals a glimmer of hope. Last time, the divination showed that this glimmer of hope was in the direction of Qianfeng Ridge, but this time it's somewhat unclear. That's why I had you go to Qianfeng Ridge to search for an opportunity."

  "Alas, unfortunately my cultivation is too poor, and this Mysterious Disc of the Heavens is also incomplete, so I can only divine this bit of information." Yunlan said with some helplessness.

  "It seems we need to speed up, arrange the sect's matters properly, and try to avoid this disaster. Also, I brought a few people back from Qianfeng Ridge, and they're also arranged, perhaps they'll be the turning point for this time."

  "Uh, what kind of conspiracy is shrouding this continent, the power to set up such a large conspiracy is not many, we need to be more careful in the future. Alright, you go and arrange it, I'll think about it some more." Yunlan said as he shifted his gaze to the Xuanji Luopan, seemingly pondering something. Feihong Zhenren nodded silently and retreated out of the room.

  Qingmu Zongnei, in the black wooden house, Wang Ke sat cross-legged on a bamboo bed, his five hearts facing upwards, and a thread of spiritual energy poured into his body. Under the control of his mind, it circulated along the route of the Naqi Jue and stored it in the Dantian position after one cycle.

  Wang Ke was originally well-versed in the classics, and although the "Na Qi Jue" was profound, it wasn't difficult for him to grasp. He spent two days studying the "Na Qi Jue" and thoroughly understood it. As for the "Hua Jian Jue", Wang Ke glanced at it once and put it aside, not needing to use it for the time being.

  The period of Naqi is to sense the Lingqi that is wandering between heaven and earth, absorb it into the body, refine it, and transform it into one's own spiritual energy stored in the Dantian. This process seems simple, but there are many difficulties. First, you need to sense the existence of Lingqi between heaven and earth, which depends on individual innate abilities. Some people can sense the existence of Lingqi from birth, while others may need several days, months, or even years to sense its existence.

  After Wang Ke entered the Nasal Qi period, his body underwent a transformation and became more sensitive to spiritual energy. After two days of cultivation, he sensed the free-floating spiritual energy in the air and began to absorb it into his body using the method described in the "Nasal Qi Formula", refining it before storing it in his Dantian.

  Just now was also Wang Ke's first attempt to absorb spiritual energy, and unexpectedly succeeded. His divine consciousness inwardly visualized the dantian, where he saw that strand of spiritual energy absorbed into his body merge with the spiritual cloud that had previously existed in the dantian, transforming into Wang Ke's own spiritual power.

  "I didn't expect absorbing spiritual energy to be like this, it's really interesting!" Wang Ke felt that after absorbing the spiritual energy, his whole person seemed more spirited and couldn't wait to continue cultivating.

  A wisp of spiritual energy entered his body, refined by Wang Ke and stored in the Dan Tian. Unknowingly, time slowly passed, and he didn't know how long it had been. Wang Ke slowly opened his eyes, looking refreshed and radiant, deeply exhaling a mouthful of turbid air.

  For several days in a row, Wang Ke was immersed in the absorption of spiritual energy. However, every day he would check on the wooden box, but for several days, there was no movement from the wooden box at all.

  "I don't know when I can fill up the dantian space" Wang Ke "saw" that a ball of spiritual cloud in the dantian, this ball of spiritual cloud compared to the dantian space is simply a drop in the ocean. He sighed and said that during the Qi absorption period, it is necessary to absorb the external Lingqi and store it in the dantian until the dantian is full, then use the foundation-building pill to successfully enter a higher realm.

  Wang Ke knew that everyone absorbed spiritual energy at different speeds, and the distribution of spiritual energy was uneven in various places. Some places had dried up spiritual energy, making it impossible to absorb any spiritual energy, while others were abundant with spiritual energy, absorbing spiritual energy at a speed ten or even a hundred times faster than elsewhere. However, most places with abundant spiritual energy were occupied by cultivators, making spirit stones all the more important.

  The spiritual stone contains a large amount of spiritual energy, and cultivators can directly absorb the spiritual energy inside to cultivate, with a speed that far exceeds the ordinary absorption of external spiritual energy. This is also why the major sects are fiercely competing for spiritual stone resources.

  The speed of absorbing spiritual energy is also different for the same but different kung fu. Although this Naqi Jue is the basic kung fu of Qingmu Sect, it is thousands of times better than the kung fu of scattered practitioners. People in the sect can cultivate it, but they absolutely cannot leak out this kung fu. Scattered practitioners want to get good kung fu, unless they have some opportunities, get the predecessor's legacy, or join the sect door.

  "Never mind, cultivation isn't something that can be accomplished overnight. Let's take a look at the wooden box first." Wang Ke withdrew his divine sense from his dantian and shifted his gaze to the wooden box placed beside his pillow, reaching out to pick it up.