Chapter 158: 222. Joining Forces, Succeeding, Deformed Peaks, Dragon and Tiger Patrol Heaven Scripture (4.5K - Requesting Subscriptio

In Xuanqing Palace, on a water-ink painted couch, the youth and the beautiful woman lay quietly together; there was no sticky or strange odor, only the comfort brought by their mutual touch and the blending of their thoughts.

Whenever they merged, it was like ink washing out; vaguely, their two silhouettes overlapped, somewhat resembling a spring palace painting newly finished by a master of brush and ink, yet accidentally dropped into water.

The higher one's realm, the weaker one's desires for lower realms become.

And in Jing Shifei, Song Cheng found his former happiness once again.

Jing Shifei was the same.

Even though they had not yet merged their Mountain and River through the Double Cultivation method, the two of them were already unable to stop.

Song Cheng obtained the Yin, and felt his realm becoming increasingly consolidated.

Jing Shifei obtained the Yang, and felt her cultivation progressing more rapidly, which made her all the more urgently crave for Song Cheng to walk out from this place and complete the Mountain and Sea fusion with her. She found it hard to imagine how great the happiness would be when her Buzhou Mountain was completely merged into one with Song Cheng's Canghai.

In the blink of an eye, another year passed.

That night, Jing Shifei wore only a water-ink silk bodice, hooking her arms around Song Cheng's neck, and said, "The signs of chaos have already emerged, and undercurrents are surging; it must be that Shi Feng has made his move."

Song Cheng fell silent for a moment and said, "I have been thinking, what exactly is Shi Feng's stance? And why does he stand on the side of the Lost Spirits? Can he be considered a rational Lost Spirit?"

Jing Shifei said, "Many people are interested in this question, including Zhang Daolu and Long Xueling."

Song Cheng said, "Aunt, you once knew Shi Feng quite deeply; why do you think he became like this?"

Jing Shifei possessed the unique delicacy of a woman; hearing this, she did not answer, but instead chuckled and bit his ear, saying in a sultry and charming voice, "I did have feelings for him in the past, but I never reached this stage with him as I have with Young Master Song. Now, my heart has been completely given to Young Master Song, and I am determined to spend my life with Young Master Song; please do not harbor any misgivings, Young Master Song."

Song Cheng shook his head, hugged her slender, soft waist tighter, and they pressed against each other to prove their hearts.

Jing Shifei let out a soft "yingning" sound, not refusing but welcoming him. After they had been intimate for a while, she said, "Shi Feng was a very steady person, and was even considered by the then-Palace Master of Xuanqing Palace to be the successor to the Palace Master."

However, after the Palace Master died and dissipated his entire cultivation to enter reincarnation, he changed.

At that time, I thought he was just depressed, and after he went missing, I even searched for him everywhere... I just didn't expect that he would walk down a different path."

Song Cheng pondered, trying to think of something, but found his mind filled only with the operation of heaven and earth and the waves of the Taiyin Illusion Sea; this Selfless Meditation was too taxing on the mind, preventing him from thinking deeply.

He frowned.

"What's wrong, Young Master Song?" the woman beside his pillow asked with concern. No matter what status or image she had outside, here... she was just Song Cheng's woman.

Song Cheng said, "The strong are not strong because of schemes; I increasingly feel that I am becoming stupid."

"Then what does Young Master Song think?" Jing Shifei asked.

Song Cheng said, "Selfless, thoughtless, obsessed with heaven and earth, rather than human affairs."

Having said that, he felt as if he had become a "scientist," while people like An Chenyu and Zhao Hua were "politicians." His mind was full of thoughts, thoughts of studying heaven and earth; these thoughts were very pure, so pure that only a very small part remained to ponder people.

"Hmm." Jing Shifei responded, then said, "Actually, it shouldn't be anything; I'm afraid the Palace Master's death stimulated Shi Feng, and afterwards he took a risk and walked down a strange path. This is definitely not any righteous path, otherwise he would have returned long ago."

Song Cheng nodded.

Yes, this answer should actually be easy to deduce.

But he seemed immersed in some kind of power, unable to extricate himself. Just like when he was thinking about the relationship between people, all his thoughts would go to thinking about the power that person might use, then defeat them, annex them, and absorb everything of theirs, thereby making himself more complete.

"Young Master Song, do not overthink; I will take the cultivation technique for you as soon as possible."

"Hmm, thank you for your hard work, Shifei."

Ten years passed.

The elder whose time was up this time was from Lihuo Palace.

And the end of this elder was not much better than that of the previous She Yitu, Mo Lao, and others; he only held on for a little longer before dying and his Soul scattering.

This death ignited something, and a "forced-palace style" "fusion wave" erupted within Lihuo Palace.

"The seven great powers must merge!"

"Does the Palace Master only care about inheritance, but not the elders?"

"The times are different; if this continues, everyone will die!"

"Merge!"

At this moment, the Vice Palace Master of Lihuo Palace stepped forward to suppress them directly. Instead of appeasing them, she stood her ground and coldly asked, "Who dares to be presumptuous?"

This abnormal suppression was like a slap in the face.

Among the clamoring elders, someone stepped out and bowed, saying, "Palace Master Zhu, we are not being presumptuous, but the situation is such that if we do not merge, there is only a dead end."

The Vice Palace Master said, "If you dare to take another step forward, do not blame me for not remembering our fellow-disciple ties."

Anger rose in the elder's heart, and he stepped forward proudly.

The Vice Palace Master struck fiercely.

Both sides wielded seals, turning seals into weapons, cycling back and forth; after several rounds, the elder was severely injured.

And this completely ignited the conflict.

Many elders who supported the fusion immediately struck one after another, and the Vice Palace Master of Lihuo Palace could not hold out alone, but fortunately, she had helpers behind her.

Thus, both sides entered a stage of "calling for their own people, with the scale of the slaughter growing larger and larger."

Fortunately, just as the battle reached a fever pitch and was about to result in deaths, Jing Shifei, Dao Lingkun, the Palace Master of Doujin Palace, and the Vice Palace Master of Jianmu Palace appeared simultaneously, which prevented the situation from escalating.

However, they were also overwhelmed.

As time passed, the situation became increasingly serious; the relationship between sects changed from the original "fusion" to "slaughter," friends became enemies, and consulting cultivation techniques became robbing them.

Even though Jing Shifei went everywhere to "mediate," it was of no avail.

The situation was already like a raging fire in a frying pan, exploding in an instant, invading in all directions, and becoming impossible to control.

This day.

A wasteland in the Reappearance World.

Gray mist outlined the faint projections of the mundane world, and a fairy with short hair like a classical beauty stood before a mountain shadow, with several Xuanqing Palace disciples following behind her.

Lian Chanxi looked at the fairy's despondent appearance and persuaded, "Aunt, don't be sad; this is not your fault."

Huang Taixuan also sighed and said, "Teacher, you have already done your best... that it has turned out like this can only be said to be our bad fate."

During this period, Jing Shifei had been running around for the "fusion of the seven great powers," and her actions were seen by all those Mountain and River Lords whose time was running out.

The Mirror Palace Master of Xuanqing Palace had already won their respect with her practical actions.

And now, having learned of a dispute somewhere, they had gone again to persuade them, hoping to turn hostility into friendship, but had helplessly failed.

Huang Taixuan said, "Teacher, there must be a mole for that person stirring up trouble, otherwise it would not have come to this."

After speaking, he sighed deeply, then hesitated and stammered, "If not... if not..."

Jing Shifei raised her head and looked at this disciple.

Her "lure the enemy into the trap" plan did not include this disciple; after all, Donghua Zhenren had repeatedly emphasized that "success depends on secrecy," so the participants in this matter were few in number, though they were all True Spirit Realm experts.

The disciples below did not know.

At this, Huang Taixuan slowly lowered his eyes and said, "Teacher, you have a deep relationship with that man, and that man seems to have mastered the subsequent secret methods of the Lost Spirit... if not..."

"If not what?" Jing Shifei said.

As soon as the words fell, the distant gray mist suddenly boiled, and red crows flew wildly in the black-and-white world, the noisy sound suddenly rising from the extreme silence.

Amidst the faint outlines of the mortal projection, a sturdy male figure walked out, his voice encouraging: "Taixuan, keep talking!" Jing Shifei suddenly raised her head and said sharply, "Shi Feng!"

The man's figure gradually became clear, with a confident smile on his face, his pace calm, walking forward proudly, and continued: "Taixuan, keep talking."

Huang Taixuan also seemed to have found his backbone, facing Jing Shifei, and said quickly, "Teacher, you also said that the times have changed. Since you can admit that the Lost Spirit is also a way out, why can't you admit Teacher Shi? You and Teacher Shi were a couple to begin with; now that four thousand years have passed, it may not be impossible to reconcile."

In the distance, Shi Feng lifted his head with a smile, his body flowing with strange cinnabar red and midnight black, mottled red and black, as if magma were flowing between cooled basalt.

Everyone else was black-and-white ink, but only he was red and black.

He looked at Huang Taixuan and the several old men surrounding Jing Shifei, and said, "The Lost Spirit has a way out, it's just not the way out you think of. Come to my side."

Huang Taixuan rushed over first, while the other old men remained hesitant.

Lian Chanxi hurriedly approached Jing Shifei, looking at the distance vigilantly.

Jing Shifei looked at Shi Feng, but there was no longer any emotional fluctuation in her expression.

"Shi Feng, if you really had a reasonable way out, why would you have dragged it out until now?"

Shi Feng smiled and said, "Fei'er, so many years have passed, have you started to doubt me? I thought you were the person who understood me best in the world.

It doesn't matter. From now on, you and I will be Dao companions again, and we shall be together day and night. I will make you understand the correctness of today's decision..."

After speaking, he reached out his hand and said, "Come, come to my side."

Jing Shifei walked forward step by step, and when she got close, she suddenly said, "Attack!!"

As the words fell, Mountain and River Seals fell from the sky, and even more Taiyin Qi penetrated the world and descended upon Shi Feng.

Shi Feng's reaction was not slow; as his hands danced, red crows flew wildly, seemingly carrying a strange power of displacement, pulling the seals and Taiyin Qi that were pressing toward his face into a circle, and as his palms moved, they flew away into the distance.

The seals circled once and fell back into the hands of the people who had come.

To ensure success, only a tiny amount of Taiyin Qi had been drawn.

Shi Feng scanned left and right, only to see people walking from all directions, all of whom were True Spirit Realm experts.

His thoughts were like lightning, and in an instant, he understood; how could he not know he had been tricked.

Cunjin Palace Master Jin Jumang stepped forward and said sharply, "Shi Feng, stay here!"

Compared to the "Taiyin Guidance Technique" of Xuanqing Palace, Jin Jumang grabbed a "long spear manifested from Taiyin Qi" from the void, dragging an afterimage as he rushed toward Shi Feng.

How could Shi Feng dare to linger in battle? He hurriedly tried to sink down, wanting to escape to the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm.

However, Dao Lingkun had long been waiting, and a wisp of "Taiyin Qi" surged out from the Taiyin Illusion Sea, forcing him to defend.

Jing Shifei and the several other True Spirit Realm experts on the other side also joined the battlefield in an instant.

Seeing the Taiyin long spear pressing toward his face, Shi Feng exerted all his strength and pushed with both hands; the Taiyin long spear immediately began to "melt," dragging a comet tail. Shi Feng took the opportunity to dodge, barely avoiding the spear.

However, his heart was already shaking violently, feeling as if he had walked on the edge of life and death.

Jin Jumang's spear was incomparably mighty.

He had already exhausted all his strength to block it.

If there were only one Jin Jumang, he might have been able to escape, but now he scanned his surroundings, looked at those big shots one by one, and showed a bitter smile.

In such a situation, Shi Feng truly had no way to heaven and no door to earth.

He had originally wanted to come out in the posture of a winner to reminisce about old feelings with his "would-be Dao companion" to secure the victory, but he did not expect to encounter an ambush on all sides.

Even though the terrifying Lost Power that Shi Feng possessed could often pull Taiyin, and even use one person's strength to attack another, he was ultimately unable to fight alone, and two fists could not defeat eight hands.

With one moment of negligence, his shoulder was struck by Jin Jumang's spear, and he was in a wretched state. He looked at Jing Shifei and said, "Fei'er, you plotted to harm me!!"

"Is 'Fei'er' something you can call me?"

Jing Shifei's expression turned cold. These days, she and Song Cheng practiced Double Cultivation every day, and her cultivation speed had increased a lot; the Taiyin Qi that the "Taiyin Guidance Technique" could pull had also become much more stable.

Her jade fingers curled slightly, and the waves of the Taiyin Illusion Sea leaped to the sky, piercing through the Reappearance World and piercing Shi Feng's abdomen... Shi Feng was disheveled, his Soul seemed lost, his hands danced wildly, and the red crows were in chaos.

The others stepped forward one after another, each dealing a finishing blow.

In an instant, Shi Feng was severely injured, then shackled, and taken back for interrogation by "Xuanqing Palace Master" Dao Lingkun and "Cunjin Palace Master" Jin Jumang.

This mastermind, who had come full of pride, walked sluggishly like a prisoner dragging shackles for two steps, turned his head to scan Jing Shifei with a resentful and possessive gaze, but was pulled hard by Dao Lingkun and stumbled forward.

Huang Taixuan was already dumbfounded, looking at this scene in astonishment.

Jing Shifei looked at him, her disappointment fully revealed in her expression, her cherry lips moving as she said, "Taixuan, you chose the Lost Spirit for the sake of cultivation, and I do not blame you, I even supported you.

But you chose to betray your teacher.

You tipped off Shi Feng; you betrayed me."

Huang Taixuan's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he said, "Teacher, you and Teacher Shi were a couple to begin with! The disciple was just trying to bring you together, let you reconcile, and let you meet again. What is wrong with that?!"

"Then have you ever thought that your teacher does not view Shi Feng that way? Your teacher and he broke off all relations long ago and have no connection.

Your selfishness and wishful thinking are being passed off as being for your teacher's own good." Jing Shifei shook her head, raised her hand, and a pair of pitch-black shackles emerged between her jade-tender fingers.

The shackles flew out.

"If you don't want to die, put them on yourself."

Huang Taixuan's expression changed several times, but he still obediently put them on, then lowered his head like a prisoner and left with Jing Shifei.

Half a year later.

Besides Shi Feng, many traitors were also captured, including the Vice Palace Master of Lihuo Palace, as well as that old man who had opposed him.

Continuous interrogations began.

The traitors had merely set their sights on Shi Feng's mysterious power.

Yet, many secrets were revealed from Shi Feng's body.

The original speculations in everyone's hearts were thoroughly confirmed—in this world, besides the Yin-Yang Two Qi, there actually existed a third Qi.

Although Shi Feng did not disclose it, the thoughts flowing through his entire body were forcibly stripped away, letting people know the name of that third Qi.

The culprit that caused the existence of the Lost Spirit was named—Jiqi Qi.

No one knew the origin of "Jiqi Qi," but it seemed not to be a Qi native to this world.

Even though everyone had reached the True Spirit and Mountain and River Lord realms, they were still shocked in their hearts.

After Zhang Daolu personally completed the interrogation of Shi Feng, he also agreed to "the integration of the seven major powers and the sharing of cultivation techniques."

And so, that night, when Jing Shifei returned to the small cottage, she had an unspeakable headache because she had forcibly absorbed the complete cultivation technique of the LonghuChiyangCourt.

The LonghuChiyangCourt had repeatedly instructed that the technique needed to be absorbed in stages; if too much was taken, one might suffer from Qi deviation.

But for the sake of Song Cheng, Jing Shifei had absorbed all the information.

As soon as she returned to the room, she couldn't wait to merge as one with Song Cheng, every inch tightly pressed together, thoughts rapidly transferring to pass that technique to Song Cheng.

Doing it this way was not as fast as touching a jade slip directly, but Song Cheng was not someone who needed the full text; all he needed was for the information to appear on his interface.

Repeated merging, repeated transferring, repeated narrating, plus time—the technique on Song Cheng's interface became clear:

【Cultivation Technique】

Longhu Xuntian Scripture (Earth Grade Grade B, Earth Grade Grade A) (Not Yet Initiated (0/2048)) (End of this chapter)