Chapter 495: The Story Of Spring (Ii) (1/2)
Zhishou Abbey was becoming more and more silent under the starlight, as if no one had visited it for countless years. The golden thatch fell along the roof, as if the starlight had become material. Prince Long Qing sat at a desk in front of a window and read the scrolls in front of him. He completely ignored the heavenly views around the Taoist temple. There was only desire for knowledge in his eyes. He seemed to be calm and focused, like the quiet lake in front of the window.
mysterious On that day, when he opened the ”Ri” Handscroll of Tomes of Arcane, he saw three names of Calligraphy Addict, Tao Addict and Ning Que. He could not help but feel envy, dissatisfaction, hatred, and resentment, because he was originally the Divine Son of West-Hill. He should have at least been at the same level as those three people. However, on the Wilderness snow cliff, all the good things were destroyed by Ning Que's arrow. Although he encountered a Lucky Chance at the South China Sea, and he set foot on the road of cultivation again, he had to start over again. Now, he has only just entered the Seethrough Realm and seemed to be left farther and farther away by those three.
However, it didn't take long for him to transform all the negativity in his mind into nothing because he was in the Zhishou Abbey. He could read all the Tomes of Arcane as long as he had the corresponding ability. This was an unimaginable big Lucky Chance. This was the highest thing in the world, but the negative emotions such as hatred were low-level things that only worldly mortals would be immersed in and suffered from. They could not be matched.
This did not mean that Long Qing no longer hated Ning Que, Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan. He just knew that all the emotions of hate and feelings of pain were very pointless. What was more important was the result. As long as he could become powerful again, or even become more powerful, just like the news that came from the West-Hill Divine Palace the other day, he could also regain everything he had lost and gain even more, like Ye Hongyu.
At this time, Long Qing was looking at the third scroll of the Tomes of Arcane: ”Sha” Handscroll.
The reason why this scroll of Tomes of Arcane was called the ”Sha” Handscroll was that it contained countless cultivation magic like the sand in the desert. Some of them were subtle and unspeakable. Some of them were the introduction to the magic of private sects. Some of them were the holy magic of Haotian Taoism. Some of them were the stately magic of Buddhism Sect. Some of them were even evil magic of Devil's Doctrine. There was so much magic, that it was impossible to give it a value.
This scroll of Tomes of Arcane recorded almost all the cultivation magic in the world. From the number of magic to the quality of cultivation magic, only the back of the mountain of the Academy could compete with it. As for the famous Library of Qinghe County, it was simply not eligible to compare with the two.
The starlight fell on the pages of the book, and it showed human figures painted in deep ink. There were countless lines floating among the human figures. At the lower part of the book, it recorded the essence and matters needing attention to use this cultivation magic. This weird magic was called Gray Eye.
Gray Eye was not a Haotian Taoism's magic, nor a Devil's Doctrine magic. It was created many years ago when a master of Zhishou Abbey killed a Devil's Doctrine Elder who cultivated the Practice of Taotie. He considered the danger in the battle. After three days and nights, through his knowledge and wisdom, he transformed the Practice of Taotie by holy Taoists Law into Gray Eye.
The foundation of this magic was the Practice of Taotie. In essence, it was still to seize other cultivators' Psyche Power to strengthen the user. However, after the transformation of Taoist Law, it was no longer used to devour blood and flesh, but it could have direct seizure of conscious. It did not seem as b.l.o.o.d.y as it used to be, and it seemed peaceful and mild. In fact, it was still evil and cruel as it had been.
If he was still that proud and choosy Prince Long Qing, he would certainly not cultivate such evil magic. Even if he would be tempted by the powerful force. However, today he had experienced so many things. He used to be so filthy, so weak and he had done a lot of ugly and evil things. He was no longer that Prince Long Qing. So he did not hesitate to start cultivating.
Starlight was like water, s.h.i.+ning brightly on the courtyard of the Taoist temple. In the hut, it was relatively dark. Long Qing was reading the ”Sha” Handscroll of Tomes of Arcane. His awareness was moving with this magic, and his face became more and more pale.
A few days ago, on the South China Sea, a small boat floated along the waves. The fish already dived into the deep sea, and the seagulls had naturally disappeared. Long Qing kneeled behind the Taoist in indigo and was exposed to the sun. His face did not turn dark but pale.
This was the depths of the South China Sea. It was too far away from land. They could not see the coastline anywhere. The Taoist in indigo stood on the head of the boat and looked at the waves, as if he was watching the tide rising and falling along the coast.
”Persistence is an obstacle, even if it is the persistence to light and darkness.”
The hot planks made Long Qing feel as if his knees were about to be scorched, but he dared not move. His voice trembled, ”I once tried to give up persistence and headed north to the darkness in the Wilderness. Even then, I still saw no light in the darkness.”
The Taoist in indigo put his hands clasped behind his back. He stood at the head of the s.h.i.+p. He looked at the sea and said, ”You want to find something. Then you make a choice, and making a choice is a kind of persistence.”
Long Qing asked, ”So, how can I not be persistent?”
The Taoist in indigo said, ”Buddhism Sect pays attention to meditation and peace of heart. They pursue being desolate, and not being persistent is not thinking. If you think, one piece of mind is brightness, the other is darkness. How will you choose? So you don't choose. You only need to listen to Haotian's choice.”
Long Qing said, ”But... I'm not the Great Divine Priest of Relation. I can't sense the will of Haotian. How can I know what Haotian's choice is? How can I know that I haven't misjudged?”
The Taoist in indigo said, ”What appears in your mind, then, is the will of Haotian.”
Long Qing was confused and said, ”Then is it following my own heart?”
The Taoist in indigo suddenly laughed and said indifferently, ”Everything in the world is destined by Haotian. The operation of all things is also in the control of Haotian, including the hearts of the people. If so, where is the real free will of human? You follow your heart. Then you are walking with Haotian.”
Hearing this, Long Qing felt as if the blizzard on the Wilderness had been spilled on his head, which washed away the extremely hot from the sun. He felt refreshed, and instantly understood a lot of things.