Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 304: Chapter 240: Seven-Colored Rainbow Light_2

The golden figurine’s body became translucent, its orifices, Dantian, and meridians all vividly manifesting, quite mysterious.@@novelbin@@

After more than a decade of cultivation, the mystique of the Star God Thousand Heart Technique was all too familiar to Zhao Sheng. He had played with it enough to use it with extreme proficiency.

Chanting silently in his mind the stele text he had just seen on the ancient stele, the orifices and meridians on the ten golden figures each began to reveal various scattered and intermittent cultivation technique pathways.

The cultivation techniques generally began at the Purple Mansion, and followed down the Ren channel, using metaphors described in the Water Source Notes to transport spiritual power. Although it initially seemed obscure, as Zhao Sheng guided the flow through each orifice mentioned in the Water Classics, moving through the meridians, and opening the energy points, it became clearer.

As one golden figure after another dissipated and reformed, after countless attempts, he indeed made some gains.

One of the figurines successfully cycled the technique through the nine major cycles, which meant that this Heavenly Mansion Water Source Notes was a mental method that could be cultivated.

The human meridian diagram or the golden figurines that Zhao Sheng visualized were identical to his own physical condition, meaning that if the techniques he tried on the golden figures were successful, he could cultivate them as well.

Zhao Sheng also discovered that this Water Source Notes was different from ordinary Water Element Techniques. As he had guessed, it was a rare Spirit Guiding method, beneficial for nurturing the body, fortifying the foundation and increasing spiritual power.

Zhao Sheng was quite pleased with this; although the content on the stele was incomplete, as long as it could be cultivated, that was enough.

Though this method wasn’t much use to him, it did confirm his thoughts.

Zhao Sheng returned the Water Source Notes to the shelf and drew out another ancient book. After reading it carefully several times, he closed his eyes and concentrated for a while. When he opened his eyes again, they were brimming with a sharp light.

“Opportunity, opportunity, the Dong family truly deserves to be a millennium-old household, bringing detail to perfection. Such a wondrous opportunity they’ve offered!” Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but feel moved.

Casually placing the ancient book back on the shelf, Zhao Sheng strolled to a wall and slowly began to appreciate the ancient paintings before him.

In the span of a few lifetimes, even though the Absolute Peak Pavilion was filled with hidden opportunities, Zhao Sheng didn’t feel too excited.

After all, it was just the Dong family’s way of currying favor. Taking this too seriously meant falling into someone else’s trap.

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The next day, as the red sun rose, its path brightly shining, clouds and haze were dyed with color, the peaks and ranges like clusters.

On the second floor of the Absolute Peak Pavilion, after Zhao Sheng finished observing the Cloud Sea of a Thousand Peaks, he always felt that the scenery, though beautiful, couldn’t compare with the majestic and grandiose Cloud Sea of Heavenly Pillar Mountain.

Looking at the calm expanse of the Cloud Sea, Zhao Sheng suddenly smiled, leaped from the building, and shot down with a spear of light, plunging through the Cloud Sea toward Perch Phoenix Lake at great speed.

Before long, Perch Phoenix Lake came into view.

Seeing a group of “flamboyantly dressed” people standing by the lake from afar, Zhao Sheng twisted his body mid-flight and quickly flew over their heads, landing abruptly on the ground.

His gaze swept over everyone, noticing the displeasure in the eyes of others.

Suddenly, Zhao Sheng’s eyes brightened and he called out to Kong Lang, who was trying to slip into the crowd, “Brother Kong, you’re here too! Just one day apart felt like three autumns! I’ve been thinking about you since we parted yesterday. Did you sleep well?”

Seeing Zhao Sheng now dominating the situation and not letting Kong Lang go, Kong Lang couldn’t help but snort coldly, his face turning exceedingly ugly.

Zhao Sheng was known for his reputation in face-slapping, and he wasn’t about to easily let Kong Lang off. Given that Kong Lang didn’t bite back, Zhao Sheng took the opportunity to complain, “The Absolute Peak Pavilion, though marvelous, is just too lonely! I’m not accustomed to living there alone. Why don’t you join me, Brother Kong? We could live together and spar whenever we please.”

“You…you’re too bullying!” Having heard that, Kong Lang’s complexion turned pale, then blue, shifted to red, and finally, he shouted in anger.

In just a few words, the two of them caused a stir among the crowd!

Kong Lang, the new generation Little Taoist of the Lingyun Academy, a direct-line descendant of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, was driven out of the Absolute Peak Pavilion by a nondescript man.

Undoubtedly, the first spectacle of the Phoenix Meeting was born.

Afterward, the story spread. Not only the Kong Family but even the Lingyun Academy would lose some of their reputation because of this.

“Brother Kong, please don’t be angry! I’m a straightforward man, Zhao, and sometimes I speak too freely, offending others. But I never speak falsehoods. The Absolute Peak Pavilion is indeed not that great,” Zhao Sheng said, purposely fanning the flames.

Seeing things getting out of hand, someone immediately stepped forward to defuse the situation for Kong Lang.

A handsome young man in white approached and stood between the two men. Smiling, he cupped his fists toward Zhao Sheng and said, “My name is Meng Gu, from the Meng Family of the Jingnan Border. I’ve heard of this Taoist friend before. What is your illustrious name? Your presence at Wutong Mountain suggests you’re someone of note.”

Zhao Sheng inwardly praised the other’s quick wit and immediately laughed, taking up the conversation, “My surname is Zhao, first name Qingyang, from a remote area of the Southern Border, the Xinglong Zhao family of the Xinglong Origin.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted, “Could it be the Zhao family of the Dragon Slayer Master?”

“Correct!” Zhao Sheng nodded.

“Xinglong Zhao family? Never heard of it!”

“I’ve heard that it’s a Golden Core family that has risen in the past few hundred years. They have a small reputation in the Southern Border.”

The crowd began to whisper among themselves, eyeing Zhao Sheng with speculative glances.

Meanwhile, Kong Lang had already slipped back into the crowd.

Having achieved his initial goal, Zhao Sheng naturally no longer cared for this pawn.

Some, recognizing that someone capable of defeating Kong Lang must be extraordinary, sought to forge a good relationship with him earlier rather than later, believing it better than having an extra enemy.

Thus, perceptive people like Meng Gu took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

Such minor social interactions were not enough to trouble Zhao Sheng.