Chapter 1432

By the reservoir, inside and outside the capital.

The vermilion pillar shines brightly, the heavenly light blazes.

No one cannot see, no one cannot behold!

A single pillar alone, not yet formed into a trend, the scene lacks the shock of the three days when it floated in the void, but its impact is by no means small.

The Holy Emperor was slightly surprised; to his left and right, the Prince Su and Prince Chong appeared somewhat dazed; in the rear, the main force, Haru Han stopped eating, Li Xianghan blushed, glanced around, and taking advantage of no one noticing, slipped away secretly.

Awei swayed left and right, staring directly at the back of his destined person, his mouthparts opening and closing.

This woman actually has not the slightest serious, attentive observing attitude; the moment the god breaks through, she avoids and disappears, utterly improper, urgently needing correction; when I return, I must surely control her well!

The more I think about Awei, the angrier I become; I transform into golden light, flash and leap, my sharp arthropod limbs rise upright, carrying the god's aura, I thrust straight at Li Xianghan's back.

The tip fully penetrates, the wolf fiercely infuses the aura.

Li Xianghan was just thinking of finding a place to relieve herself when suddenly a sharp pain struck her back; bean-sized blood beads slowly seeped from her skin; a pain in the back, a soreness in the front; her originally slightly red face rapidly turned from pink to crimson, her head became a red ball, her face faintly enlarged.

Cannot break.

Ten thousand times, cannot break!

Wah, I am the pride of Nanjiang, the honored fang of Qinggu Valley.

Li Xianghan inwardly howled and roared; she had no time left to leave; seeing someone draw attention, she spotted the reservoir beside the martial arena, her heart hardened, she leapt; she fell.

"Plop!"

Tan Qilan and Yu Aoshan turned their heads, gazing at the lake where ripples had not yet faded and white foam drifted, they were dazed by the light.

Others, when the Huai King breaks through, you fuss over all these little tricks for what? Just to attract attention like this?

Li Yilin was also dazed, not knowing why Li Xianghan had jumped into the lake for no reason.

In the lake water, the cold stimulation, everything flushed out, the crimson face quickly faded and recovered, ultimately becoming entirely peaceful.

The Wolf Lord, Li Daxian, and the myriad Northern Court Martial Saints and Southern Border Worthies had no leisure to mind the juniors' strange actions; without exception, they fixed their gaze on the crimson-gold aura pillar, their faces so grim as to nearly carry a hint of gloom.

They have come; just as they were about to open the grand court audience, a breakthrough occurred in the capital; the next day, invited again, they came once more, and again a breakthrough.

The Wolf Lord and Li Daxian did not think it could be such a coincidence; it must be that the Great Shun deliberately did this!

What a fine Liang Qu, what a fine Holy Emperor!

Only last night did I learn the approximate strength of the Great Li Dynasty: two hundred Jiaolong, three True Immortals, and despair arose in my heart. To let Liang Qu, Zhang Longxiang, and the Great Shun Emperor, before and after, continuously break through in succession, stimulate me thus, and combined with previous defeats on both fronts against the Great Shun forces, relentless setbacks, relentless losses, I actually gave rise to the only gray-defeat thought: that survival in the coming great struggle depends solely on relying on the Great Shun, depending on the Great Shun.

The two great rivers, the two national pillars, suffered a frontal defeat at the Lotus Sect —

The only true force that has faced the Great Li Dynasty and possesses a splendid victory record!

"Good, good." The Holy Emperor clapped his hands and laughed.

Great minds think differently; the small folk who take the imperial examinations have only reverence.

Not a few of those who yesterday recorded the Three Phases Diagram were martial masters; even more, they sat right there on the ground, released their true gang, attempting to learn one or two from it; after the true gang, in the Three Phases Diagram, the crimson-gold pillar was equally dazzling.

"I am truly foolish, really, I only knew that Ashui had come to the capital and that divine ability made breakthroughs easy among crowds, yet I never thought this divine ability could be triggered twice in succession!" Xu Zishuai spat out the saliva in his mouth cleanly, murmuring to himself, "How many times has he had an epiphany now?"

"The fifth, the sixth? During the fourth pass, the ape fist once, during the galloping horse, riding the wind kite once, later the martial hall relocation, the Suspended Void Temple, etc., the Suspended Void Temple epiphany didn't happen, heart fire—does it count————" Chang Song fumbled his chin, "I just can't remember clearly, anyway, there are quite a few."

"Whoosh————"

Liang Qu controlled his breathing rhythm, divine light endlessly burst forth in his mind, martial understanding ceaselessly grew.

Entering Zhen Xiang opens the heavenly gate; the true self is at the Jiaolong first stage. In the Immortal Isle, a virtual image emerges from the ancestral temple, overlapping the true self to become the second stage; in the Immortal Isle, twelve virtual images constitute the thirteenth stage.

Now, within the Dragon Court Immortal Isle, eight layers of virtual images stack layer upon layer; around, the great halls once again flow with light, surging straight toward the ninth layer, the tenth stage of Wu Sheng!

Root Sea, ancestral temple, divine ability, fruit nurturing —

The furnace-level growth brought by the imperial bones is even more rapidly digested in this epiphany.

Exhilarating, never before have I felt such exhilaration.

Since entering the Heavenly Dragon realm, Liang Qu has long not undergone an epiphany.

Epiphany is a good thing, creating something from nothing, unblocking oneself, able to digest what remains undigested, comprehend what was not understood, break through what cannot be penetrated.

He has always fantasized that if he could have a second dream of Bai Huo, letting himself reorganize everything once more, how wonderful that would be; he never imagined his wish would come true. This time, refining dragon blood and dragon bones ignited all his reserves, a gush bursting forth completely.

Grass sways.

"The Huai King possesses extraordinary talent, occasional gains are nothing; everyone need not panic." The Holy Emperor spread his hands, soothing the many young martial masters who came to participate in the martial examination, "This is the Huai King boosting everyone's morale, letting everyone strive for better performance, adding bricks and tiles to my Great Shun.

I have already discussed with the Huai King: regardless of whether everyone passes the examination or not, later they will all come to the martial arena, where I will lecture everyone on the 'Dragon Court Law'; the 'Dragon Court Law' has been in effect for two or three years, since the Wolf Smoke began cultivation, the martial examination also falls within the Wolf Smoke scope; perhaps some of you have begun cultivation, by all means do not miss it."

"Roar!"

On the martial arena, mountains shout and seas roar, countless eyes gleam brightly, filled with anticipation and admiration.

Not only them, even the Celestial Feather Guard feel stirred.

Not long after the Huai King became a Jiaolong, he went to the Suspended Void Temple to lecture on scriptures; at that time he announced his self-created 'Dragon Court Law'; countless people speculated this might be one of his secrets of strength.

This is not merely a simple technique, but a minor branch supplement to the Four Passes and Seven Ways!

Within the Northern Court envoy, not a few talented individuals twitched their ears, revealing their inclination, also wanting to study and learn.

Not far outside the martial arena, the otter had finished washing the pottery jars, hung them upside down on bamboo hooks to drip and dry, heard the commotion, looked up and saw the aura pillar, not knowing why everyone was making a fuss.

"Eh, what is this? Boss, changed profession? Not selling brain meat anymore?"

"Selling, selling, the brain meat is right here." The boss lifted the small pottery jar, "Your side is the new dish, spicy and soy-scented grilled fish, try it? Absolutely superb."

"Sure, smells good, give me one."

"Otter Open!" The boss turned his head.

Otter Open put down the pottery jar, put on a small white cap, and puffed and puffed as he lit the fire to stew the fish.

Stewing fish repays debt faster than scrubbing jars, and also scrubbing pots and cooking dishes, in ten days, at most ten days! Watch how it shakes off debt, returns to the peak of otter life! Pure and white, see the god!

Unfortunately, Director Otter did not come; he has money, could help me repay the debt.

Otter Open lowered his head in sigh, his cap half-slipped.

"Mistake, that cook, not tall, plenty of hair, cap on well, don't let hair fall in." The customer complained.

"Ha!"

"Hiss, you're not human?"

The sun rose high, and the shadows reached their shortest point.

The crimson gold light pillars in the imperial capital slowly dissipated, and the training ground was bustling like fire and tea.

Entering Zhen Xiang opened the heavenly gate, the Lower Dantian sea of clouds connected heaven and earth, receiving the support of the great momentum of heaven and earth, it became the boundless sea. From then on, the celestial dragon could freely expend divine powers without restriction, boundless and endless. A thousand seas of clouds make one sea; the celestial dragon's root sea grows larger, and unit output increases.

Ordinary flood dragons, neither competing nor striving nor invincible, at the end of their lifespan, painstakingly cultivating, their root sea scale can at most reach four or five hundred. If one's energy is not focused on expanding the root sea and divine power output, but rather on divine power rank and realm level, then two or three hundred is possible.

The thousand-fold root sea method must be achieved before the third rank, so as to plant the "seed," and only then can there be hope to rely on subsequent realm level growth to drive the fruition of the position fruit.

The third rank corresponds to one layer of ego, two layers of seated temple illusions, and the subsequent ten layers of seated temple have space for quality enhancement.

The thousand-fold number corresponds to the method of merging a thousand strands of vital energy into a position fruit.

Now, exactly two thousand root seas, more than double, the celestial dragon is at the ninth rank!

Liang Qu had never felt his connection to heaven and earth so intimate, so spiritually unobstructed.

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Most accumulations were instantly refined into foundation, the two-thousand-fold root sea expanded to two thousand two hundred eighty-three times in an hour, then slowed.

Just reaching the ninth rank yesterday, today a sudden enlightenment brought half a rank more, making it nine and a half ranks, combined with the Pot King's 【Stone to Elixir】, there are no barriers or obstructions; likely within three months, one could achieve the tenth rank! Become a perfected martial sage!

Among flood dragons, a difference of one rank means the "root" is stronger by a notch, but not obviously so, making it hard to have a clear strength difference, hence the three ranks one realm, initial, middle,

high, and full, thirteen is "awakening."

Zhang Longxiang's forty celestial dragons took sixty years to reach this point; he only used three years!

But these are not what Liang Qu most anticipates.

The enduring green grass swayed on the yellow earth, covering the bare yellow mud with a layer full of vitality and beauty.

Above the green grass, above the Dragon Court.

The radiant yellow sun, over the past two days, has expanded more than threefold, its light growing ever softer, continuously radiating its brilliance.

Now Liang Qu can confirm that under this light's illumination, his realm, his divine powers, and his root sea can all slowly grow, like plant development.

Sent Mang's authority and power have surged!

Liang Qu opened his eyes, adjusted his breath, fully retracted his aura, and the "ripples" swaying around his body gradually faded.

There is still time.

He went to the courtyard.

The jujube trees in the courtyard remained bare, but in the tree pool, a few spring sprouts had turned green.

A thought stirred.

Green light splashed.

One of the green sprouts grew rapidly, in two or three breaths reaching three feet, then stopped growing, standing lush and verdant.

Liang Qu's pupils slightly dilated, then he acted on the jujube tree.

Green leaves proliferated, quickly filling the canopy!

"Without sublimation, one can still stimulate growth, and continuously!"

Liang Qu's pupils widened.

Just now he hadn't used authority at all, no, it can't be said he didn't use it, merely that he didn't use direct "sublimation," but instead grasped a "vital force" and applied it to the grass sprout.

After a series of attempts, the several key elements of authority growth were quickly refined.

The second ability beyond sublimation—illumination!

"Still a target issue, only one individual at a time, although no longer declining, but for ten grasses to grow, one must illuminate each individually," to become ten bunches of grass, no regional or widespread illumination."

"An individual can only be sublimated once; after sublimation, it cannot be sublimated again, likewise cannot be illuminated."

"Just like sublimation, illumination" can illuminate anything! It can illuminate an individual, an object, even a conceptually biased realm, to the youngest, healthiest, most perfect, most vigorous state!"

Going to the training ground soon, no time to cuddle with Eying, but by analogy, Gathering should be "Illumination" on things, constantly aging and weakening?

"Sublimation" can only be applied once to an individual, from first to second rank, but illumination" has no upper limit! As long as sublimation" is not used, one can slowly grow from first to thirteenth rank! So this is Sent Mang, sublimation actually trades time for growth ceiling?"

Liang Qu was extremely excited.

Sent Mang, Gathering, the two authorities are stronger than imagined!

"With illumination," and the Stone to Elixir, I fear I won't reach the tenth rank next month!"

"After using the Dragon Elephant King's 【Heavenly Transformation of Mysterious Yellow】 and the hundred strands of vital energy, what would it be like? Directly become an immortal?"

He looked up at the sky.

Liang Qu grinned, raised his hand and pointed.

"Your great sun in the heavens, not as good as my little sun!"

Long Eying crossed her legs, pressing her thighs together to form soft wave lines, seated on the steps, chin resting on her hands, smiling narrowly as she watched Liang Qu talk to himself.

"Husband, if you don't leave now, you'll be late."

"Hahaha, impossible, I just timed my exit perfectly!"

Liang Qu laughed loudly and went out.

"Liang Qing has gained something again."

Awe, admiration, affection, appreciation—various gazes were present.

Under the wolf lord's and Li Da's needle-like stares, Liang Qu stepped forward, bowed, and said: "I rely on Your Majesty's great fortune; every time I come to the imperial capital, I feel spiritually clear and refreshed. Just now I had a small enlightenment, and indeed gained something."

"Good, good, good." The Sacred Emperor patted Liang Qu's shoulder, gesturing toward the martial artists inside: "The morning ceremony is about to end; Liang Qing, will you conclude the lecture, or finish first, then eat and rest before returning?"

"Let's conclude the lecture." Liang Qu thought, "The martial examination concerns one's lifetime; everyone is nervous, so if we come after eating, we'd use rest time, not allowing relaxation, which might easily lead to excess and poor performance."

"Excellent!"

Soon after.

The instructors cleared the path, and Liang Qu ascended the stage.

Nanjiang, Beiting, Dashun, and the small states—Tiannanhaibei, galloping horses, beacon fires, tiger hunts, Entering Zhen Xiang—all realms, big and small, gathered their full attention.

Wen Wen Shi Yun sat in the crowd, lifted her head, puffed out her chest, and waved, drawing sidelong glances from those around her.

Master and disciple locked eyes, each grinning at the other.

Liang Qu glanced down at his feet, kicked out a small pebble in a straight line, tracing an arc that struck Wen Wen Shi Yun squarely on the forehead.

"Ouch!"

This little interaction immediately stirred an uproar among the onlookers.

Though Wen Wen Shi Yun's forehead ached, hearing the commotion around her swelled her vanity to the fullest, and she felt a surge of heat rise from her lower abdomen, rushing straight to the back of her head.

The number one heavenly dragon in the world, my master!

"Hey, buddy, you know the Prince of Huai?" The youths on either side were utterly shocked.

Wen Wen Shi Yun spread her hands: "I originally wanted to mingle with you as an ordinary person, but all I got was distance. Now, I lay my cards on the table—"

"Silence!"

Another pebble flew in; Wen Wen Shi Yun covered her mouth and shut her eyes.

The Haru Khan people were tall and large-built, taking in everything at a glance, they put down their lamb legs and listened attentively.

He truly was Entering Zhen Xiang; if he could turn the Heavenly Palace into an immortal isle, his strength would surely increase!

Tan Qilan and Yu Aoshan's eyes lit up.

Damn it, though no one is as horrifyingly handsome as to be unparalleled in the world, he is indeed striking in appearance and dignified in bearing. The most outrageous part? While others hunt tigers at his age, this guy seems destined to become an immortal!

I have so many suitors, yet uniquely lack this one.

If I could emulate Ly Yilin and Yuan Yuwen's past affair, trick him into coming home, I would bring glory to my ancestors.

No, Liang Qu isn't just a million times stronger than Yuan Yuwen?

"Such a handsome man, how could he only pursue one woman?" Tan Qilan pondered.

My Entering Zhen Xiang father, my Entering Zhen Xiang grandfather—who among them wasn't surrounded by women, fathering illegitimate children left and right?

"Could it be—"

Eying Qian and Yu Aoshan locked eyes and spoke in unison.

"Impossible?"

On stage, Liang Qu frowned slightly, inexplicably sensing a deep malice.

After searching half a day with the Eye Discernment Method and finding no source, he dismissed it—so many peers his age, he stood head and shoulders above them, inevitably arousing the same envy as the Wolf Chief and Ly Da did. Flipping through the manuscript Eying had helped him draft, Liang Qu overlooked the square crowd.

"The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current: if you do not advance, you retreat. Even as a heavenly dragon, one must remain vigilant in times of peace. Every time I come to the imperial capital, I always gain something, an incomparably precious opportunity for exchange.

Originally, I intended to focus on cultivation today, but His Majesty values Dashun's future, pities the nation's blossoms, and regardless of whether everyone passes the upcoming examinations, he wishes our Dashun youth to have bright prospects, to gain something, and thus sent me to give this lecture—"

Wen Wen Shi Yun's eyes shone as she listened word by word.

Study, we must study.

People only know my master has boundless divine powers, unmatched talent, punches Nanjiang, kicks Beiting—but if one merely learns a skill, that would be settling for the inferior!

Evening.

Diligent Governance Hall.

The Holy Emperor, Zhang Longxiang, Liang Qu, the Wolf Chief, and Ly Da gathered again in the same hall, sharing a banquet.

The Wolf Chief and Ly Da gazed upon the mountain delicacies and sea flavors, finally grasping a hint of human compassion.

The Holy Emperor spoke: "You two, surely you understand the affairs of the underworld by now, but I do not know—what exactly do the Great Khan and the Tusi think?"