Chapter 130: The Few Who Are Scratching Their Heads

Looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, all the "people" present remained silent for a long time.

Feng Zi had to admit that, at least before the stars "opened their eyes," the development of events had been within his plans.

But no matter how he calculated, he never expected that there would actually be that final scene!

"When it comes down to it, I still made the mistake of empiricism..." Feng Zi could not help but sigh silently in his heart:

In his past life, the sea of stars in the night sky was merely the projection of billions of stars in the universe.

Therefore, he had taken it for granted to apply this common knowledge to his current life.

But unlike the world he lived in during his past life, this was, after all, a world of immortal cultivation.

Fortunately, the result was good, which made Feng Zi unable to help but let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

Of course, looking at the appearance of Xia and the River God, Feng Zi understood that for this problem, he could only seek the answer himself.

And facing this situation, he naturally had to keep his expression composed and said indifferently, "Alright, there are no problems, everyone disperse."

The River God still had many questions in his heart, but he also clearly understood that the things encountered tonight were far from the secrets that he, in his current state, could investigate.

Thus, he very wisely chose to ask nothing, simply said goodbye, and dived into the bottom of the Mu He.

Xia also understood that he was still leading his tribe in a difficult struggle, so it was clearly inappropriate to pay too much attention to matters unrelated to that.

Thus, he cleared his throat, temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and bid farewell to Feng Zi and Qing Lin: "The two of you should also rest early, I will head back first."

Feng Zi just waved his hand and said casually, "Mm, it is getting late, you go back."

Seeing that Xia had walked far away, Qing Lin then slightly moved his lips and transmitted his voice: "Do you think... what exactly are those 'things' in the sky?"

"I don't know." Feng Zi answered truthfully and sighed helplessly:

"But no matter what those existences are, they are great terrors that make both you and me feel immense dread.

"Fortunately... according to my speculation, in the short term, we should not come into contact with such existences again—I hope my speculation is not wrong.

"Since we have no clues at the moment, let's temporarily bury this question in our hearts."

"Mm, I understand." Qing Lin nodded slightly and took Feng Zi's hand as he did so.

In a corner that Feng Zi did not notice, fine cyan scales quietly faded away on Qing Lin's forearm beneath his sleeve.

The night was deep, and the two of them returned to their room on tiptoe, fearing to disturb the rest and cultivation of their companions.

It was also precisely because Feng Zi did not maintain his investigation of the outside world that he did not notice:

In another room, Lu Hanwen, Li Shou, and Qing Yang were none of them resting.

At this very moment, the three of them were gathered around the Beast Skin Scroll that Feng Zi had given to Lu Hanwen, looking helplessly at the cultivation technique recorded on the scroll.

"This... I still don't understand it." The first to break the silence was Qing Yang, with a look of distress on his face.

This Qi Refiner looked at the technique on the scroll and scratched his head in great helplessness:

"I have come into contact with the techniques of other Qi Refiners, but I have never seen such a complex technique...

"I say, can this technique really be practiced? Could it be a joke by Fellow Daoist Cun Xin to amuse you and me?"

Although he said this, Qing Yang also understood that the technique recorded on the scroll was so complex and exquisite that it must have been derived after careful consideration.

Therefore, these words sounded more like a helpless complaint after racking his brains.

In the end, Qing Yang sighed helplessly, stood up, and left: "Forget it, I give up, I really cannot understand this technique.

"You two should stop struggling as well—let's wait until dawn to ask Fellow Daoist Cun Xin for advice.

"He is right here, and since this technique was created by him, we really have no need to make things difficult for ourselves."

As a Qi Refiner at the Foundation Establishment Realm, Qing Yang's strength and aptitude were also among the best of this era.

In his heart, he originally had the pride to compete with Feng Zi.

But after these few months of secret competition, before Feng Zi had even realized what was happening, Qing Yang had spontaneously given up:

He understood very well in his heart that Feng Zi's talent was already at a level he could never hope to reach.

Therefore, the current Qing Yang was already a salted fish who had recognized reality:

Since Feng Zi gave them the technique, he would study it seriously, but if he really couldn't figure anything out, he would simply go and ask Feng Zi himself.

Having shed his internal strife, Qing Yang's mindset became increasingly relaxed.

Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to the steady and long breathing coming from behind, Lu Hanwen and Li Shou looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

The two continued to study the technique on the beast skin in distress, remaining silent for a long time.

It was unknown how much time had passed when it was Li Shou who first broke the silence: "I have never seen such a profound method."

Upon hearing this, Lu Hanwen subconsciously waved his hand, not taking the words to heart, and said casually:

"Nonsense, how could I not know, the rules of the Lu, Li, and Cui families are all about the same—

"When you left Wutai County, you were only a Martial Artist at the Martial Master realm, how could the family possibly let you come into contact with immortal cultivation methods..."

But as he spoke, Lu Hanwen suddenly froze.

He hesitated for a moment before asking uncertainly: "Uh, you shouldn't have seen the Li Family's immortal cultivation methods, right?"

Li Shou answered very crisply: "I have seen them, but only took a rough look."

This answer left Lu Hanwen unable to respond: "No, why? What did you do?"

Seeing his appearance, Li Shou understood that his good friend was letting his imagination run wild again, so he had to answer helplessly:

"Have you forgotten? The elders in the family all like me very much."

Upon hearing this, Lu Hanwen slapped his head hard and said helplessly:

"Right, how could I have forgotten this? Ever since you tested your aptitude, those old things haven't done any proper work all day."

Although it was inappropriate for Lu Hanwen to call his family elders "old things who don't do proper work," Li Shou truly could not refute it and had to helplessly change the subject:

"Although it was only a rough look, in my memory, the Li Family's immortal cultivation method is far less complex than this one!"

On such a topic, Li Shou would naturally not lie.

However, upon hearing this, Lu Hanwen remained silent for quite a while before slowly saying:

"Yet, according to what Brother Cun Xin said, this is merely a cultivation technique simplified for our understanding and practice.

"Once we have comprehended this technique, he will then share with us the 'original version' he conceived."

Hearing these words, Li Shou could not help but fall silent as well—in other words, in Feng Zi's view, such a profound technique was merely a simplified version?

And to conceive this technique, he had only spent a few days!