Chapter 592 — Painting Mountains and Rivers with a Brush
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
The guards stationed at the Lingneng Duiqian Bridge saw Young Master Qi and Lord Yangxing. Though they were startled by Lord Yangxing's power, they asked no questions; after all, Jingping had many deities, and gods often hurried to the Taihuang Heaven to study.
The gods of the Taihuang Heaven were far mightier than those of Jingping; yet even they lagged behind in the arts of divination and divine powers, and several deities, seizing the present calm, had run off to Jingping to study those very arts. "Senior, pray record your name," one guard said, stepping forward with brush and ink, bowing.
Lord Yangxing picked up the brush, wrote his title in the register, then looked at Young Master Qi with an inquiring expression.
Young Master Qi said calmly, "Write it down. " Lord Yangxing assented, wrote Young Master Qi's title in the register, set down the brush, and departed westward with Young Master Qi.
"How strange—this deity seems to obey that young master's commands.
Yet the young master hardly looks powerful. How could he make a god follow him?
" The guard was astonished; looking down, he saw written in the register the words "Young Master Qi, Jiuyi.
" The crowd was filled with doubt: "Just who is this Qi Jiuyi?
" Beside the abyssal sea of fire at Wuwang City, the Dragon Qilin and the Green Ox stared at each other and cultivated with all their might. The two great beasts knew each other to be mortal foes: the Green Ox feared the Dragon Qilin's Qilin Pearl, while the Dragon Qilin knew the Green Ox surpassed it in combat experience and endurance, and so it trained diligently. The Green Ox, too, knew that the fat brute Dragon Qilin was a treacherous creature who had long wished to do away with it.
Seeing the Dragon Qilin train so hard and spit out a Mystic Water Dragon Pearl that grew ever larger as it was refined, the Ox felt a great sense of crisis and redoubled its own efforts. The two great beasts vied with each other, and Shen Mu was much gratified. Suddenly, a thunderous roar sounded within Shen Mu's body: the Six-Universe Divine Treasury within the Demonic Path's divine treasury had broken through its wall, raising his vital essence cultivation considerably.
He activated the Mystic Body Three-Core Art.
The art was divided into two paths, divine and demonic; the divine essence and the demonic essence each circulated along corresponding trajectories. Yet because the Seven Stars Divine Treasury of the Demonic Path had not yet opened, the art could not run in full correspondence.
Had the correspondence been complete, his cultivation through the Mystic Body Three-Core Art would have been far simpler. As it was, the demonic essence in the art halted abruptly once it reached the Six-Universe Divine Treasury, and only when the divine essence reached the Seven Stars Divine Treasury would the cycle of circulation begin anew. This cost him time, made it easy to lose focus, and hindered his progress, preventing him from concentrating his strength to break through to the Heaven-Man realm.
"After opening the Demonic Path's Seven Stars Divine Treasury, I must still link the Seven Stars and the Six Unions, joining them into one, before my cultivation can stabilize and I have any hope of breaking through to the Heaven-Man realm. " Shen Mu's vital essence circulated ceaselessly. The third eye at the center of his brow had been sealed by the Silent Artisan; Granny Zhu said it was for his own good.
Though the eye was sealed, Shen Mu felt nothing amiss—his vital essence could still enter the third eye, circulate along its trajectories, and enhance the eye's power. What the Silent Artisan used to seal his third eye was a golden willow leaf.