Chapter 996: Literary Dao Law_6

Chapter 996: Chapter 307: Literary Dao Law_6

Shen Li nodded slightly after listening: “Li’Er felt the unusual phenomena when Big Brother breakthrough as well, indeed quite extraordinary.”

“Xiubai should know some secrets.”

While speaking, Shen Li slowly formed a finger technique and cast the Heavenly Prayer Skill.

Now Shen Xiubai has already fused with the entire Jiuzhou World, his will essentially equivalent to the world’s “heavens,” unable to manifest independently anymore.

Fortunately, Shen Li, as a Witch Cultivator, mastered the Heavenly Prayer Skill and can communicate with him directly.

Along with the casting of the Heavenly Prayer Skill, Shen Chongxuan could clearly feel Shen Xiubai’s aura appearing around them.

But similarly, he also sensed a strangeness within this aura.

It seemed that Shen Xiubai’s humanity was rapidly fading, transforming towards that cold, indifferent divinity.

Shen Li communicated with him for a long time, eventually retracting the Heavenly Prayer Skill slowly, looking at Shen Chongxuan: “Congratulations, Big Brother.”

Shen Chongxuan was confused.

Shen Li smiled and said, “Xiubai’s meaning is that the Literary Dao system is a new framework both for Jiuzhou World and the entire Cangmin Realm.”

“Although the Literary Dao system was founded by Ah Die and Master Lu back then, neither could elevate the Literary Dao to evoke a resonance with heaven and earth.”

“Big Brother’s breakthrough this time is equivalent to invoking a resonance with heaven and earth through the Literary Dao, imprinting the Law of Literary Dao into the world laws of Jiuzhou World.”

“This act benefits not only Big Brother and the Literary Dao cultivators of Jiuzhou World greatly but also Xiubai and the world’s origin.”

“Xiubai also mentioned, the article Big Brother had written earlier could serve as a Cultivation Technique for the Literary Dao.”

“Thus, the merit of passing down knowledge and teachings will make Big Brother’s strength no longer constrained by realms, and even more beneficial for the development of the Literary Dao.”

Shen Chongxuan pondered after hearing this.

This was something he indeed hadn’t considered before.

Before this, many Literary Dao cultivators practiced primarily through sage discourses, cultivating heart and mind in hopes of grasping some ultimate truth of heaven and earth, nurturing themselves.

However, the legacy articles of those sages had been copied and spread by countless scholars, mixed with much personal intention, violating the original intentions of the sages.

More importantly, Shen Chongxuan could now discern that in the grasp of heaven and earth’s ultimate truth, even some of the former sage predecessors might not be higher than himself.

Those legacy articles are no longer sufficient as the foundation for Literary Dao cultivators’ practices.

This is actually quite normal.

The ancient sages, in the civilization’s barbaric era, were able to comprehend truths that influenced generations, leaving legacy articles, much like those early human cultivators of Immortal Dao.

Comprehended the initial Breathing Technique, allowing human cultivators to embark on the path of cultivation.

Now that Immortal Dao cultivation has evolved for countless years, those Breathing Techniques from the ancient barbaric times might not compare with the blossoming cultivation systems now, but the accomplishments of the former sages and the ancestors who comprehended the Breathing Technique couldn’t be obliterated.

“In that case, I’ll go back first, Brother.”

After a moment of contemplation, Shen Chongxuan stood up and cupped his hands, then hurriedly left the grass hut.

Days later, a Literary Dao Cultivation Technique named “The Dao Inquiry Chapter” was spread from Inference Saint Mountain, delivered to Immortal family academies across the states.

And Shen Chongxuan continued to gain insights from the realm within “The Dao Inquiry Chapter,” preparing to further refine it.

…

Outer Sea Region, Dragon Binding Mountain.

Shen Chongming walked through the bustling market, constantly feeling a sense of being spied on from the void.

This sense of spying emerged after he completed his task from the Wuxiang Zen Temple’s base.

Initially, Shen Chongming thought it was malevolent loose cultivators targeting him.

But after carefully sensing, he realized that the source of this feeling of spying was not near him, seemingly from far away.

Realizing this, he didn’t dare to take out the Sea Soul Crystal from the Storage Bag to sell.

Moving quickly through the market, Shen Chongming planned to leave Dragon Binding Mountain as soon as possible to see if he could shake off this mysterious observation.

“Bang!”

While contemplating how to shake off the mysterious existence watching him, Shen Chongming didn’t notice when a shabby beggar appeared under his feet, causing him to stumble and almost fall.

Steadying his posture, he frowned and looked behind him, full of confusion.

A dignified Purple Mansion Cultivator, no matter how inattentive, shouldn’t be tripped.

Strangely, he indeed hadn’t noticed this person’s presence earlier!

The old beggar curled up in the corner of an elixir medicine shop, disheveled and in tatters, bone-thin looking like a skeleton wrapped in rags.

Having been stepped on just now, he had no reaction.

If not for seeing his occasionally twitching fingers, Shen Chongming would have thought it was a corpse.

Curiously observing for a while, he cautiously approached and whispered, “Old man, I accidentally stepped on you, are you alright?”

The old beggar continued to curl up, with his head buried between his knees, not responding.

“Old man?”

Shen Chongming called again.

The nearby shop assistant heard the commotion, poking his head out and said: “Don’t bother calling, Senior. I’ve been in this shop for thirty years, and I’ve never seen him speak.”

“This old guy often stays for months, disappears for a few days, then returns here to play dead.”

“Many cultivators who were nearly tripped by him, punched and kicked him, he neither dodges nor retaliates.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming found it even more peculiar!

He could sense some spiritual power fluctuations from the old beggar.

But, judging from the spiritual power alone, the man’s cultivation was at best in the Early Stage of Fetal Breathing, but faced with a Golden Core Realm cultivator’s beating, he couldn’t have survived until now.

Shen Chongming was about to ask more when a slender hand suddenly reached from behind the shop assistant, directly grabbing his ear, saying: “Are you idle?”

“I hired you to attend to customers, haven’t you seen how quiet the shop entrance is, go and shout!”

In pain and begging, the shop assistant ran to the front entrance to shout.

After the shop assistant left, the plump and charming female cultivator in pink silken robe glanced at Shen Chongming, saying: “Fellow Daoist, don’t waste your efforts.”

“This old guy came to Dragon Binding Mountain Market eight hundred years ago. Rumor has it he’s a hidden great power holding Supreme Immortal Technique.”

“The Dragon Binding Mountain Market was bustling back then…”

“Half of the cultivators from Snowy Sea Cliff came searching for him, with threats, inducements, or outright attacks, all tried every means to obtain his Supreme Immortal Technique.”

“What happened afterwards?”

Unable to resist, Shen Chongming asked.

“Want to know?” The female cultivator smiled charmingly, moving closer: “Two hundred Spirit Crystals, or enter my shop and buy items worth two thousand Spirit Crystals, then I’ll tell you.”

Shen Chongming hesitated, then laughed and shook his head, turning to leave.

“One hundred Spirit Crystals will do!”

“Aren’t you curious?”

Seeing him leave, the charming female cultivator hurriedly shouted.

Shen Chongming paid no heed, walking towards the distant crowd without looking back.

As his figure disappeared, the charming female cultivator stomped in frustration, then went forward, giving the old beggar two fierce kicks.

“Old guy!”

“Get lost!”

“Haven’t earned me Spirit Crystals in years!”

“Seeing you now just irritates me!”

After venting, as she prepared to return to her shop, unexpectedly, the old beggar, who had been motionless, suddenly got up and limped away towards the distant crowd.