Chapter 1193

The Boshan furnace was burning water-sinking incense, and on the furnace body, the mountains were dim and the beasts were moving.

"The road is long and far, and the wind and waves block the middle of the journey—"

Breathing in the incense, Liang Qu sighed faintly.

As the Water Lord of Jianghuai, the fully fused Water Ape Great Saint is capable of fighting, has extremely high martial power in the Great Marsh, and suppresses the Huai River.

However, as the Prince of Huai, the newly promoted Heavenly Dragon, looking at the world, it is not enough to look at, ranking at the end of the flow, especially since his own fief has not developed and cannot provide feedback in time.

Heavenly Dragon lives for eight hundred years, and each generation has newcomers.

One province of the Great Shun has one, two, or even three or four princes, and the five major orthodoxies have one or two more, and scattered "loose people" are distributed.

In the natural mountains and wilderness, Huai River, Yellow Sand, Nanshan Ridge, Anling, Taibai Mountain, Minshan, Ten Thousand Mountains—

Each has Demon Kings entrenched, swallowing the essence of the sun and moon.

The relationships between various forces are intertwined and complex.

The nine ancient villages in the Southern Frontier have different opinions, causing the front line to be indecisive, and the Great Shun is the same.

It's just that the Great Shun royal family is powerful, becoming a benchmark, and can unite the different-surname Heavenly Dragons. The five major orthodoxies dare not resist, the wild Demon Kings dare not make trouble, and the loose people are free between heaven and earth. The overall integration is one level higher than the Northern Court and Southern Frontier, and they can still work together.

The Great Shun Heavenly Dragons alone are so numerous. Not to mention the Southern Frontier, Northern Court, Snow Mountain, overseas countries, and the boundless sea area. The number of Heavenly Dragons in the world is not so small that there is a difference in distribution in the time span, and it even belongs to an average distribution.

Categorized by time units, Liang Qu estimated that he currently held an advantage among the new Martial Saints of the last thirty years. Beyond that, it varied by individual, and such exceptions were rare. Perhaps only one or two "civil official" Heavenly Dragons could be picked out. If he went to the East Sea Great Hunt and didn't cling to the thighs of other Great Shun princes, he would likely be hung up and beaten by others. His only unique advantage was the Dry Charm Rank Fruit in his possession.

Strength improvement is imminent.

At this thought, Liang Qu, who had been relaxed for more than half a year, became urgent again.

Life is endless, struggle is endless!

Become an Immortal, prove longevity, live in the Dragon Palace, raise dragon girls!

"Cultivate, cultivate!"

The cloud sea rose and fell, the peach trees bloomed, and the fruits fell on the branches—

On the Wuliang Sea, inside the Dragon Court Xiandao, the breeze rose, and the essence gathered into a blurred human figure. 【1

The next day.

The immortal island hung in the air, the sea of clouds vast and boundless.

The Bodhi tree was lush and green, its leaves rustling. A young novice monk swept away the snow on the ground and poured hot tea for the guests.

The place where the old monk once lectured on scriptures had become the place where Liang Qu now preached. It was the same ancient Bodhi tree, the same table, separated by only a few years, yet it felt dizzyingly surreal.

"What the Prince of Huai said yesterday was truly an eye-opener for me."

"He's as young as I imagined. Every time I see him, I'm filled with emotion; he's truly extraordinary."

The crowd surged in.

The youngest Wu Sheng in the world, the "Little Overlord" rarely seen in a thousand years—how could he not be eye-catching? Everyone wanted to learn a thing or two, to know Liang Qu's path of cultivation and become the next "Prince of Huai." Tens of thousands of people traveled thousands of miles, spending a fortune to rush to the Hanging Temple to add to its incense offerings. The scale was even greater than when the Bright King lectured in the past.

The five great orthodoxies gathered once again.

Huai Kong, the Buddhist son of the Hanging Temple; Yuan, the Daoist son of the Louguan Terrace; Shan Ying, the Sword Son of the Dongtian Court; Qu Zhaoxue of the Wutong Pavilion; and Ji Zuibo of the Heavenly Blade Family.

The last time they gathered, all six of them went to the Six Desires Heaven together. In the blink of an eye, Liang Qu sat under the tree, and they sat outside the tree—one was the lecturer, the others were the listeners.

The ink in the inkstone shimmered, reflecting the Bodhi tree.

Huai Kong sat down beside Liang Qu, holding a brush to lick the ink, first to record, second to transmit sound.

"Meimei, you're amazing. Your brother actually knows the Prince of Huai! And he even managed to get front-row tickets."

"Hey, hey, hey, that front row is the people from the five great orthodoxies, right? I saw them yesterday. The Sword Son of the Dongtian Court is so handsome! I've seen him in person, and we're actually right behind them!"

"Qu Zhaoxue of the Wutong Pavilion is also so beautiful!"

"Ahem, it's alright. After all, my brother helps out at the Heavenly Ship Chamber of Commerce and knows quite a few people. But I'm also surprised he could get front-row seats. My brother really has some ability—"

Lu Meimei, Lu Jia's younger sister, was reserved for a while, until Qu Zhaoxue in the front row heard their words and playfully turned back to blink. The group immediately couldn't hold back, heads huddled together, chattering away, only stopping when Liang Qu took his seat. As for how much they actually heard, it was unknown.

When it came to the free Q&A session, Lu Meimei showed no stage fright and was the first to raise her hand.

Sitting close in the front row, Liang Qu also knew these five new faces were Lu Jia's sisters. Since he owed them 19 million, he called on her.

Lu Meimei blushed with excitement: "Prince of Huai, Prince of Huai! I heard that since you were at the Wolf Smoke stage, your cultivation method has been different from others. Is that true? And you even promoted it in the Huaiyin Martial Hall? I'm currently at the Tianyu Martial Hall in the Imperial Capital; can I go there to cultivate? I want to transfer to the Huaiyin Martial Hall."

Different cultivation method? Isn't it just the nine apertures and thirty-six meridians? How different could it possibly be?

Many people heard about this for the first time and scoffed at the little girl's question.

A waste of time.

Fortunately, most of those who came to the floating island were people of status. Facing a yellow-haired girl, though they thought so in their hearts, they didn't speak out to hurt her.

"The Tianyu Martial Hall is also a good academy, no weaker than the Huaiyin Martial Hall. There is no distinction of superiority in cultivation methods, only whether they are suitable or not. There's no need to specifically transfer schools. However, if you like the beautiful scenery of Jianghuai and the landscape of the south, then Huaiyin is indeed better. The winter in the Imperial Capital is too cold."

Laughter erupted from below.

"As for the cultivation method, it is indeed different from ordinary people, but it's not really a promotion; it's just left for students to try on their own. As everyone knows, I am from Pingyang, adjacent to the Jianghuai Great Marsh, and there is a celestial phenomenon on the Jianghuai, known as the Xiandao Above the Clouds.

Coincidentally, at the beginning of my cultivation, this phenomenon appeared once, which had a profound influence on me. It even branded the 'image' of the immortal island into my true steel. Combining the rumors and postures of the Mirage Dragon and the Dragon Lord, I changed the posture of the Wolf Smoke bridge-building, turning it into 'Dragon-Building'."

"'Dragon-Building'?" Lu Meimei tilted her head.

Hearing this, everyone realized something was wrong.

It seems it's not just a method?

Tens of thousands of people unconsciously straightened their backs and pricked up their ears.

"That's right. Wolf Smoke establishes a bridge. A bridge is already quite similar to the posture of a dragon. One side leaps, and both banks build bridges simultaneously, merging in the middle, which is called 'Merging the Dragon'."

"As a person from the water country, I grew up influenced by the legends of the Dragon Lord, and was infected by the phenomenon of the immortal island. At that time, I tried to change it, making the nine apertures into bones and the thirty-six meridians into meridians. Therefore, ordinary people have three bridges of heaven, earth, and man, while I have three dragons of heaven, earth, and man."

"It's actually like this?"

"Such a difference?"

The orthodoxies and government officials in the front row began to whisper.

"What about Hunting Tiger?" Shan Ying asked.

"Hunting Tiger raises walls, so I raise flesh and blood, burying the seed of supernatural power, which is 'painting the dragon and dotting the eyes,' dotting it on the dragon's eyes. When it comes to the Perfected Form, others cultivate the Heavenly Palace, while I cultivate the Dragon Court Xiandao."

"Wow~"

Uproar.

The difference is actually this big?

Bridge becomes dragon, Heavenly Palace becomes Xiandao—

This is a major innovation in the basic structure of the cultivation world to date!

A new method!

Came to the right place!

The incense money was not given in vain.

Yuan of the Louguan Terrace raised his hand: "Then what are the advantages and disadvantages of the Dragon-Raising Method compared to ordinary methods?"

Liang Qu shook his head: "I don't know for now. There are too few practitioners, and there are not enough cases. Currently, only a few people in my sect practice it, and there are no students in the Huaiyin Martial Hall who have reached Wolf Smoke. But for now, based on my personal experience, there is one clear benefit: when Hunting Tiger enters the Perfected Form, while consuming Qi, the three dragons can help devour the long Qi of heaven and earth, increasing the success rate."

Boom!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The ten thousand people below began to discuss and record seriously.

Increasing the success rate of the Perfected Form!

There are five difficulties in consuming Qi. In today's world, if it's not a perfect medium, but merely suitable, the success rate is only seventy or eighty percent.

It sounds high, but what if that unlucky person is yourself?

"Is this the secret to the Prince of Huai's rapid cultivation?"

"It's possible—"

"What secret?" Xu Zishuai turned his head and glared, unimpressed. "Half of the people in our sect have been practicing this for a long time. I don't know if it's fast or not, but I haven't reached the Perfected Form to this day. Take my advice: the Prince of Huai is the Prince of Huai, and others are others. It was the Prince of Huai who figured out this method, not that practicing this method makes you the Prince of Huai."

"Hmm—"

A bucket of cold water.

The Bodhi tree swayed and rustled.

The surroundings fell silent.

Someone asked: "Can the Prince of Huai talk about the specific cultivation method of this technique?"

"The specific cultivation method is available in the Huaiyin Martial Hall. If everyone is interested, you are welcome to take the waterway to Pingyang Prefecture to borrow and read it. However, I still have to say that this method may not be suitable for everyone, and I don't have the time and energy to pay attention to everyone. Everyone should be cautious in trying it. Next question."

"Prince of Huai, Prince of Huai, how do Heavenly Dragon Martial Saints cultivate?" Lu Meimei raised her hand again.

Another meaningless question, but this time everyone cast their eyes over without criticizing.

Liang Qu smiled.

"It seems everyone is more curious?"

"Prince of Huai, not everyone has the opportunity to come into contact with Martial Saints. A lifetime of Wolf Smoke and Hunting Tiger is the end; reaching the Perfected Form is considered a blessing. It's a rare opportunity, so just consider it as broadening our horizons."

"I'm not speaking of wonders or mysteries, just plain words."

The clamor subsided.

"The four gates and seven paths. The four gates lay the foundation. Galloping Horse opens the nine apertures, Wolf Smoke has the three bridges of heaven, earth, and man, Hunting Tiger has the three towers of heaven, earth, and man, and the Perfected Form has the three-layer Heavenly Palace. They all have clear routes, which is to expand step by step, from point, line, and plane to three-dimensional."

Everyone nodded.

"Heavenly Dragon is different." Liang Qu changed the subject. "In this realm, if we talk about strength improvement, there are many means. For example, the expansion of the Boundless Sea. The Boundless Sea is equivalent to the Qi Sea during the Perfected Form, and the Qi and blood during Hunting Tiger, Wolf Smoke, and Galloping Horse."

"In addition, there is condensing more supernatural powers, more wonderful methods, and tempering one's own art of creation—"

"But the improvement of the realm is not any of these, but 'Sitting in the Temple'. Unlike the first four paths, cultivation at this time is no longer blind expansion, but 'collapsing' inward."

"Is it from three-dimensional to flat, and then to lines and points?"

"It's not that kind of shrinking."

Liang Qu shook his head. "This 'Temple' is the Heavenly Palace, which is the Dragon Court Xiandao that I cultivate myself."

"'Sitting in the Temple' means that within my Dragon Court Xiandao, and within the Heavenly Palaces of other Martial Saints, we capture the 'divine charm' of the immortal island and the Heavenly Palace, weaving an 'inner form', inner god and outer saint, so that a second 'me' is seated in the Heavenly Palace."

"Everyone has embarked on the path of cultivation, so you should know that the essence of our cultivation is to cut off the 'inner' and 'outer'. The more obvious the difference between inner and outer, the more powerful it is."

Everyone nodded.

"At this time, 'Sitting in the Temple' to sit out a second self is equivalent to the enhancement of the 'inner' and 'me'."

Just like when painting, holding a brush and dipping it in ink again to redraw the outline of a character, making it more conspicuous and prominent. The so-called thirteen stages of the Wu Sheng are sitting out twelve of oneself."

"Thirteen stages, why is it twelve?" Xu Zishuai rubbed his chin.

"Because sitting out one, the realm is already the second stage. Yuan, you should know the meaning of the numbers twelve and thirteen."

Yuan, the Daoist son of the Louguan Terrace, nodded: "In Daoism, twelve is the number of the earth, going round and round. Thirteen is the number of heaven, from earth to heaven."

"And the newly formed image. This is the various sons.

Ten is the number of heaven, flowing endlessly. Ten and three, from heaven to Dao. Returning to the origin, opening up the image of becoming true. This is the Supreme."

"Twelve is the perfection of the Heavenly Dragon, and thirteen is transcending perfection. Turning twelve into a new one no longer belongs to the Heavenly Dragon realm, but is the beginning of moving toward a higher place."

"At this time, 'I' can already walk out of the 'Temple', just like a silkworm breaking its cocoon and turning into a butterfly, no longer troubled by form, becoming rainbow light, turning into rosy clouds, and ascending to immortality."

Higher place, no worries of form, ascending to immortality?

One vocabulary after another popped up, and everyone was amazed, their horizons broadened.

Li is in the palace, Su is in the temple.

A temple is a place for sages and gods.

Since he is an immortal, the saying of sitting in the temple is well-deserved and appropriate.

Liang Qu asked: "In the Louguan Terrace, Ancestor Ge is about to wake up, right?"

"Yes." Yuan said respectfully, "At that time, the Louguan Terrace will surely sweep the couch to welcome the Prince of Huai and the Bright King to come and discuss the Dao."

"Good."

The old monk put his hands together.

"Definitely."

Liang Qu also agreed. He was really curious about that Ancestor Ge of the Louguan Terrace.

Nothing else.

In the cultivation of the Rank Fruit given by the Great Shun immortal, it was specifically recorded about this Ancestor Ge of the Louguan Terrace.

Extremely awesome.

In the booklet given by the immortal, five methods were recorded, all of which could cultivate the self-rank fruit.

However.

Each one's difficulty was off the charts.

Among them, an "Yin-Yang Creation Method" came from the Louguan Terrace, the ancestral land of Daoism.

This method is extremely special, and the effect is significant, allowing the Wu Sheng to advance in stages and cultivate the rank fruit at the same time.

The practitioner needs to experience a "life-and-death change" within the sixty-year cycle.

The life and death here are not real death, but more dangerous than real death. If one is not careful, one will die. One must follow the method, choose a treasure land, not eat or drink, not breathe, not smell or ask, not see or hear, not move or respond—burying oneself, stealing the creation of Yin and Yang.

After that, every time one wakes up, one advances a stage, and the rank fruit condenses by one point. When it is perfect, the success is achieved at the same time.

But the drawbacks are obvious.

Once cultivation begins, it cannot stop. If after the sixty-year cycle, one is not buried in the treasure land in time, one will die suddenly.

Once every sixty years, twelve times can be delayed at most to seven hundred and twenty years. The time is quite tight, only early, not late. And once buried, the time is uncertain, short as ten years, long as decades, or even accidents occur, unable to wake up for a hundred years, greatly compressing the time behind.

Buried twelve times, no matter how fast one wakes up, one has to be buried underground like a dead person for two or three hundred years.

How much of an eight-hundred-year Heavenly Dragon life can be squandered?

Cultivating into a Wu Sheng is just cultivating loneliness.

If something goes wrong, it's really all for nothing in the world.

Only those with great perseverance, those who fear no life or death, and those without ties can practice it.

That ancestor of the Louguan Terrace is said to have been buried for the tenth time, at the age of seven hundred, and is about to wake up, only two steps away from success.

In fact, strictly speaking, Liang Qu is twenty-eight this year, and he has fused with the Ze Spirit, so his lifespan is much longer than the average Heavenly Dragon, at least one thousand five hundred years. Plus, the time-sequence long Qi increases several times, several thousand years. He is definitely a good seedling suitable for this "Yin-Yang Creation Method", but he doesn't want to close his eyes and open them to find that the people he knows have all been replaced like leeks.

Besides this method, the other four also have their own characteristics.

But all of them are extremely difficult.

Either the time span is lengthened, or material conditions are limited, or the time is short but the risk is great.

There is one that is simple: collect one thousand strands of the same kind of long Qi, and there is a probability of directly attracting scattered rules to complete the supplement.

In short, Liang Qu needs to collect one thousand strands of time-sequence, one thousand strands of sun, one thousand strands of Xuanhuang, one thousand strands of Ruyi—a total of nine thousand strands, letting the time worm weave nine thousand times.

Not to mention anything else, just one strand of time-sequence long Qi, even if General Yuan is beaten into foam, it can't be squeezed out.

For hundreds of years, the old turtle has only saved two strands.

Legend has it that the first Perfected Form Grandmaster consumed Xuanhuang long Qi, which is upright and peaceful. Liang Qu believes there is definitely a reason for this.

Currently, what he has his eye on is a variant under one thousand strands of long Qi—the "Thousand Sea Boundless Method".

Hunting Tiger enters the Perfected Form, the essence, Qi, and spirit are combined into one, together with the long Qi of heaven and earth, turning into a Qi sea, becoming a part of oneself, making the effect of long Qi an instinct.

The Boundless Sea itself is a part of the existence of the rank fruit.

The so-called Thousand Sea Boundless Method.

Expansion! Expansion! Continuous expansion! Achieve one thousand times the root sea achievement within the first three stages of the Wu Sheng. With great strength, one has hope of cultivating the self-rank fruit when cultivating to the thirteenth stage!

"Prince of Huai! I have a question."

Thoughts converged.

Liang Qu continued to preach.