Chapter 61: Tai Qing's Cultivation

  Lin Fan pinched his fingers, and a needle flew out of his palm, shooting onto the rock. The needle broke, but the rock was unscathed. Lin Fan walked over and punched the rock, shattering it. Comparing the two, he wasn't very interested, but since this was what the Sect Master had assigned him to practice, Lin Fan didn't hold back. On the first day, he could only manage one needle, on the second day he could strike with three needles at once, and on the third day he could control five embroidery needles. San San Zhen Ren wasn't wrong about this - as the number of needles increased, so did their power.

  A few days later, Lin Fan was practicing beside the main hall when San San Zhen Ren floated out of his room. Lin Fan shot ten Embroidered Flower Needles at him. San San Zhen Ren's protective true energy slightly rose, and the needles barely penetrated one layer of protective true energy. Lin Fan shook his head in disappointment. San San Zhen Ren said, "You've only been practicing for a few days, what's the hurry... Lin Fan, take a rest today and come with me to see a friend."

  Lin Fan followed behind San Sheng Zhen Ren, his mind elsewhere, and asked: "Master, is it necessary to practice this needle? Embroidery needles and talismans are both ordinary objects, talismans at least borrow the power of gods and ghosts, embroidery needles... I'd rather go make a Zhuge crossbow, load it with hundreds of embroidery needles, and shoot them out suddenly."

  San San said seriously: "Lin Fan, I taught you the Tian Mang Heart Method, not embroidery needles. Don't get the primary and secondary relationships wrong."

  "Huh?" Lin Fan didn't understand.

  San San Zhen Ren said: "Sword control must be done with sword techniques. Right now, you're just using the Tian Mang Xin Fa to throw out ten embroidery needles. Can you control their trajectory? Can you make them come back? Can you control their speed? The Bamboo Sword Hall's sword control has 108 moves, divided into 9 groups of 12, but even Snow Girl can't control all 12 groups at will. How many embroidery needles can you freely manipulate?"

  "Two, one on each hand."

  "This is not only a mental state, but also a skill. Just like drawing a character, can you do it perfectly with one stroke at the beginning? Practice makes perfect, practice first."

  Lin Fan said: "But in the future, our two treasured swords will be enough."

  Thirty-three true men did not speak, with a flick of their hands, more than ten earth thunders flew out, directly blasting the main hall of Zhengyi Sect. Lin Fan waited until the great hall was blasted, and the last earth thunder caught up with the first one, exploding simultaneously. The rear earth thunders accelerated, while the front earth thunders decelerated, making a loud rumbling sound, without a single earth thunder falling down.

  Lin nodded: "I understand."

  "The strokes of the brush are refined into the strokes of the heart, and the sword's secret can be transformed into the heart's secret." The Three True Ones finished speaking and didn't say another word, leading Lin Fan to fly towards Mount Taiqing.

  Taiqing Mountain is only twenty miles away from Zhengyi Mountain, and it's an instant arrival. This is a very beautiful big mountain with many artificial wooden houses, trees and strange rocks reflecting each other, and the spiritual beasts of Yunqing Gate are mostly inhabited here, which is exceptionally quiet. The spiritual beasts are not afraid of people at all. Lin Fan fell down, and a deer ran over to him, licking his palm with its tongue. Lin Fan generously took out several raw sweet potatoes, and the deer nodded in gratitude.

  The Ling Beast of Yun Qing Gate is at most two hundred years old, and there has never been a Ling Beast that can transform into a human or speak the human language. However, all Ling Beasts over a hundred years old can understand some human speech, and their relationship with humans is quite close. The Ling Beast inhabits from halfway up the mountain to the foot of the mountain, looking up, everything above halfway up the mountain is in the sea of clouds, and Tai Qing Mountain is also one of the three high mountains of Yun Qing Mountain Range.

  Lin Fan was puzzled: "Master, why stop halfway up the mountain and not go straight up?"

  The three of them shook their heads: "Let's go up."

  Lin Fan didn't say anything, following San San Zhen Ren's footsteps. After passing half the mountain, the spiritual beast disappeared, and man-made buildings began to appear. The middle of the mountain was as if it had been cut by a divine axe, and on top of it was an enormous stone slab. The path was a narrow stone road, where ordinary people might easily slip and fall off the cliff.

  A man in a gray robe, forty-five or six years old, sat cross-legged on a boulder at the edge of a cliff. His eyes were clear and calm, gazing quietly into the distance, as if nothing could disturb him. San San Zhen Ren and the Sect Master walked past behind him, but he seemed to be unaware of their presence. San San Zhen Ren turned back: "His name is Qi Shi, a young and talented expert from Tian Xing Sect. He cultivated the Golden Elixir Strong Repair Yuan Ying Heart Method, but lost control and went mad due to improper manipulation. Later, he was rescued by the former sect master and recovered normally, but after experiencing life and death, his heart demon mixed up, and his realm suddenly broke through the yuan ying stage. However, he became uncontrollable afterwards and ended up like this. If you ask me how high his cultivation is, I can tell you that you can easily defeat him now. If you ask me how high his realm is, I can also tell you that he has already reached the completion of yuan ying and entered the small vehicle state."

  Lin Fan suddenly understood that this was a cultivator, he was thinking and yet not thinking. He had already transcended himself to think about the universe and all things, he didn't care about anything around him because it wasn't worth his concern, he even didn't care about himself.

  All the way, Lin Fan saw were cultivators of clarity and purity. Lin Fan was puzzled: "Sect Master, I didn't know that Taicheng Mountain is all about cultivators of clarity and purity." The cultivators of clarity and purity are all within the sect, with a special area designated for them.

  "He's called Liu Ping, over twenty years old, abandoned his official position to seek the Tao, seeking immortality and eternal youth. After entering the sect, he only reads Taoist scriptures, doesn't practice Taoist techniques, doesn't interact with others, abandons his wife and children, and is completely obsessed with the principles of Taoism. I really don't know what level he's at, but I do know that if I kick him down with one foot, he'll die from the fall."

  Thirty-three true people walked and said: "Lin Fan, I just want to tell you that this person's desire is not terrible, what's terrible is having no desire. They don't need to eat, they don't need to drink water, their lifespan can reach hundreds of years, they even don't need clothes, their clothes rot with the earth, and they are naked. They also don't care."

  Lin Fan smiled: "Master, I have a strong desire, there's a huge pile of food in the Qian Kun ring."

  Thirty-three true men didn't speak, nor did they introduce each other again. They walked all the way to the top of the mountain. On the east side of the mountain top, there was a good place. A delicate fairy pavilion was built on the edge of the cliff. In front of the fairy pavilion were two treasure swords inserted into the ground, one red and one purple, with bright lights moving around them, obviously having some spiritual energy. Walking further forward, there was a man sitting cross-legged on a stone drum, with long hair hanging down to his shoulders, his eyes looking straight ahead, no different from other cultivators.

  "Most detestable of all are cultivators like him, with divine weapons by their side yet looking down on everything, it's simply tyrannical. The red sword is called Red Lotus, it can burn and slaughter for ten thousand miles, no one can match its power. This purple sword is called Xiaocai, it can destroy and kill all evil, proudly overlooking the multitude of heroes. Several decades ago, these two swords entered the desolate land, sweeping away the three evil sects, within a hundred miles not even an evil demon dared to approach, what kind of heroic spirit was that?"

  Lin Fan was puzzled: "There is no record in the documents."

  "That's because the records of the sect can't be written down, it's too shameful to mention this person." San San Zhen Ren raised his voice and said: "Yun Qing Men's number one expert Lin Xue Ge, due to his wife's sudden death, became disheartened and was taken advantage of by a treacherous person. He killed twelve demonic sect disciples, one demonic sect protector, and... his own master, Yun Qing Men's law enforcement elder, who is also my master, and the current master of Yun Qing Men, all fell to his poisonous hands."