Chapter 608: The Gray Wind Locks the Desert, Thinking of the Dao

A gray wind blew across the vast gray waterfall; perhaps from this day on, the Qingsha Desert would also begin to change in the mouths of the people.

Because the gravel on the ground was entirely gray, and in the howling of this wind and sand, a storm had formed.

This storm contained a divine might that permeated in all directions, its momentum earth-shattering, and it gave one a premonition that it would never dissipate.

Even the firmament turned here, forming a sky without a Red Moon, as if this desert had been isolated from the Festival Moon Domain.

Any outsider within this range would face a slim chance of survival in the desert.

Even the Palace Emperor of the Red Moon Temple could not continue to penetrate deeper and could only flee in a sorry state, with many of the God-Messengers accompanying him buried within.

This sudden gray storm left them, outside the desert, gazing at the storm ahead in silence.

It was indeed isolated from the outside world; this gray storm would exist eternally, blocking all who tried to step inside. Those inside could leave, but those outside who wished to enter would face the suppression of the storm.

The people of the Red Moon Temple ultimately had no choice but to leave.

They turned this place into a forbidden zone and marked it, while the living beings within this gray storm remained as they were, though their hearts were shocked. At the same time, Xu Qing and the others, who were also extremely shaken, left that place of the Sovereign and appeared in this gray wind and sand.

Unlike in the past, when they would crush a teleportation jade slip to leave and let fate decide after doing something big, this time Xu Qing and Chen Chen Erniu did not need to teleport.

This gray storm had become their protection.

It could even be said that the Captain's final transaction with the black wooden door had made this desert the safest place in the entire Festival Moon Domain.

Thus, their group naturally returned to the small medicine shop in Tucheng.

Everything in the medicine shop was as usual; Ancestor Mo Gui had been dutiful and had guarded the shop well during this time. Before this, after everyone had left, he had initially struggled in his heart, until images appeared in his mind.

Outsiders might not recognize the characters in the images, but he identified who these people were at a glance, especially Xu Qing, so after a moment of silence, he chose to guard it obediently.

He stayed here until the drastic changes in Qingsha occurred in the outside world, the formation of the sinkhole, and the subsequent arrival of the storm.

All of this made him incredibly firm in his decision: he had to stay here, he must stay here.

The little chicks in the backyard had also been well cared for by him, and several had been raised plump. Now, upon seeing the figures of Xu Qing, the Heir, and the others appear on the street, Ancestor Mo Gui was full of spirit, rushing forward respectfully.

Just like that, on the second day after everyone returned, the medicine shop reopened. Ling'er also continued to keep the accounts with a flushed face, occasionally looking toward the back room where Xu Qing was.

Her heart was filled with joy.

Her cultivation base was different from before; she had completely refined the Ancient Spirit Emperor's fortune, all thanks to the creation within the blood cocoon.

At that time, it was not just Xu Qing who obtained the creation; Ling'er also benefited from the blessings of the Heir and the others.

Xiang Ningyan and Li Youfei were still mopping the floor, the Captain had returned to being a guard, watching the Youjing boil water.

The Youjing's toy had not been returned; she often slapped the human-skin lantern while boiling water, scolding it to blow air to make the flames burn brighter.

Wu Wu Jianwu was still reciting poetry.

As for the rest, it was as if it were yesterday; Ancestor Mo Gui turned a deaf ear. As for the Heir and the others, there was no great difference from before. Fifth Granny was satisfied with her little ducklings in the backyard, while Eighth Grandpa patted the Captain's shoulder and continued his probing.

It was just that Xu Qing had listened a few times and discovered that as the Captain flattered him, Eighth Grandpa would often set traps, and he would proudly spill a lot of information.

Every time this happened, Princess Mingmei would shake her head, and Xu Qing's cultivation also began anew.

All of Xu Qing's Nascent Souls had entered the fourth stage, but in truth, some of their abilities had not yet had their true potential excavated.

"Therefore, first of all, do not take off the sun on your waist, and the hat on your head cannot be removed either."

On the third day of returning to the medicine shop.

The Heir summoned Xu Qing, and while drinking tea, he spoke earnestly like a master, "Next, the outside world should become completely chaotic during this period, and the strangeness of this desert makes this place relatively peaceful."

"Therefore, you must take advantage of this time to hone yourself as quickly as possible."

Xu Qing nodded upon hearing this. He had gone to the Reverse Moon Hall after returning and found that the statues appearing there were much fewer than before.

A tense atmosphere was also rising within the Reverse Moon Hall, and even their discussions were all about the images that had appeared in their minds months ago.

Vaguely, a storm was about to erupt.

Thus, the demand for the medicine shop became greater than before, and compared to the outside world, the desert, isolated by the gray storm, was indeed peaceful.

Not to mention that there were four Divine-Sensing experts here.

Xu Qing quickly gathered his thoughts, looked at the Heir before him and Princess Mingmei to the side, and bowed respectfully.

"Please, Senior, give me your guidance!" The Heir was very satisfied with Xu Qing's attitude.

"The first thing you must do is study your Heavenly Dao. I do not know exactly how you obtained it, but it must have been a fortuitous encounter you plundered in your early years."

"Such things occasionally appeared in our era, but your Heavenly Dao is not simple; its level is extremely high."

The Heir's expression was somewhat solemn; to prevent himself from feeling fatigued again, he pondered every sentence before speaking.

"If you do not value a Heavenly Dao of this level, it is very likely to leave you! And although you have not reached the Spirit Repository level, since you have the Heavenly Dao fortune to plunder a Heavenly Dao of this level, theoretically, you can already begin to grasp some Heavenly Dao laws now."

The Heir looked at Xu Qing and spoke sternly.

"But until now, this has not been clearly manifested in you."

"Therefore, you must carefully excavate and comprehend your Heavenly Dao, and go feel the laws it contains. You must treat it well and influence it, making it willing to accompany you."

"In addition, although the Heavenly Dao contains all laws and rules, it actually has its focus. You need to savor it carefully and feel everything."

Xu Qing was stunned. He instinctively looked inward at his Heavenly Dao. In his sea of consciousness, the Cang Dragon also looked at Xu Qing; he did not know if it was an illusion, but Xu Qing felt it seemed to show a sense of ingratiation.

Thus, Xu Qing was lost in thought, secretly wondering if his research into the Heavenly Dao was truly lacking.

Thinking about it this way, he felt it made some sense; he seemed to have never studied it. However, Xu Qing felt there was actually a reason for this: the Heavenly Dao was something he had comprehended and fused into his natal Cang Dragon.

Its formation was not through plundering.

Most importantly, his own status was higher than the other party's.

The Cang Dragon had been mistaken for an offspring by the ancient Heavenly Dao at the Ten-Intestine Tree, and he, by calculation, should be the other party's grandfather.

Therefore, there was no need to study it too much; he already understood much of it himself.

There was even less need to worry that the other party would leave.

As for whether to treat it well, that depended on the other party's performance.

In view of this, Xu Qing raised his head to look at the Heir and spoke softly, "Senior, I can roughly feel what the focus of the laws contained in my Heavenly Dao is."

"Oh?" The Heir looked at Xu Qing, and Princess Mingmei to the side also looked over.

If it had been before, hearing the person he was teaching speak so rashly, the two of them would have looked at him with scrutiny.

But it was different now; the Heir felt a sense of solemnity in his heart, and Princess Mingmei also braced herself.

"Senior, my Heavenly Dao was formed when I comprehended the Tribulation of Slashing the Dao, so the laws it focuses on should be related to the killing tribulation. This is also why I wanted to turn it into a Heavenly Blade."

As he spoke, Xu Qing waved his hand, and immediately a phantom little Cang Dragon flew out from the top of Xu Qing's head. As it swam around, ripples spread out.

The Heir nodded upon hearing this, his expression as usual, and he spoke indifferently.

"Mm."

It was indeed as I thought; it was something you comprehended by plundering the heavens and earth through fortuitous encounters. Not far away, Old Eight raised his eyebrows, unable to help but want to speak, but Princess Mingmei turned her head and glanced at him.

Old Eight's body trembled, and he held back.

As for the Heir, although he spoke this way, in reality, he was also suspicious in his heart. He rarely misjudged, especially with his cultivation and experience as a Divine-Sensing expert; he had observed Xu Qing's Heavenly Dao for a long time before.

In that Heavenly Dao, what he saw was a deeper level of recognition and independence, which was different from what Xu Qing said about comprehending it.

A comprehended Heavenly Dao is inherently illusory and lacks sufficient level; it needs to be continuously nurtured with cultivation to let it gradually grow.

And if the Heavenly Dao were compared to a clan, then this type of clansman is actually the most ordinary existence; they need to grow continuously before they can become nobles.

This is the end, because no matter how it grows, it is very difficult to become the ancient Heavenly Dao of the Eastern Wanggu Continent; the latter is like royalty.

But Xu Qing's Heavenly Dao is different; it possesses a deeper level of recognition, and in the Heir's sensing, it involves the ancient Heavenly Dao.

This matter was inconceivable. The Heir had also been shocked after noticing it before. In his view, it must have been that Xu Qing used some method to attract it, thereby luring and plundering it to his side.

Princess Mingmei pondered, looking at Xu Qing, then glanced at Xu Qing's Heavenly Dao and suddenly spoke.

"Xu Qing, has your Heavenly Dao experienced any major events?" Xu Qing was just about to speak when the Captain at the door heard this and smiled proudly.

"Of course, I once took little Ah Qing to do a big thing."

"What thing?" Old Eight asked curiously.

"Nothing much, just recognized a father for this little Cang Dragon, making it our grandson, and little Ah Qing and I also gained a son."

"Sigh, I haven't seen my son for a long time; I quite miss him," the Captain said, looking up at the sky.

And the firmament, at this moment, rumbled, as if in response.

The Heir stood up abruptly, Princess Mingmei's expression also changed, Fifth Sister was moved, and Old Eight gasped, looked at Chen Chen Erniu, then looked at Xu Qing, and pointed at the sky, "Your son?"

Xu Qing hesitated and spoke softly.

"After waking up, he should be one of the ancient Heavenly Daos." The Heir sat down silently and picked up his teacup, his heart once again filled with fatigue!

Princess Mingmei and Fifth Sister each fell into silence, while Old Eight was dumbfounded.

Xiang Ningyan, who was mopping the floor, felt his heart ache, ache so much, and endless regret rose within him at this moment.

"That year, I actually also had the chance to become the father of a Heavenly Dao."