The pickup truck sped along the cement road.
It was fortunate that there were few cars on the road these days, otherwise, even at Wu Yong's current speed of at least 200 kilometers per hour, he would have already flipped the car.
Even Sun Simiao, a highly accomplished individual, felt a sense of tension watching the rapidly changing scenery outside.
Not to mention Yuan Mengjia, who was in a car for the first time. Her face was pale, her lips were bitten, and fine beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead.
As for Li Chunfeng, his hands had not stopped moving.
The faster the car went, the faster his hands moved!
A full two hours later, the roar of the pickup truck suddenly disappeared. Driven by inertia, it slid for a while before coming to a stop.
Wu Yong said to Sun Simiao helplessly, "Daoist priest, we're out of gas!"
Ha!
As the pickup truck stopped, Li Chunfeng in the back seat regained clarity in his eyes. He exhaled a stream of air, visible to the naked eye.
His body trembled, then he shook a few times, and his hands stopped moving.
Wu Yong felt as if his back of the head had been struck by a hammer. It took him a while to recover from the dizziness and ringing in his ears. The first thing he did was to turn his head towards the headrest.
He saw that there was a hole in it!
He reached out and touched it, only the layer of skin closest to his head remained. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and looked at Li Chunfeng as if he had seen a ghost.
Damn it, if he had been any stronger, he would have lost his life!
Yuan Mengjia was also startled by the stream of air that Li Chunfeng exhaled. She stammered, pointing at the hole in the headrest, "Senior brother, you... you've attained enlightenment?"
Seeing this, Old Sun also leaned over to look at the headrest but shook his head in disappointment.
"Pity, pity. Although you've attained enlightenment, which is equivalent to sixty years of arduous cultivation, you're still a step away!"
Li Chunfeng's eyes shone brightly. He cupped his hands towards Sun Simiao and said, "Disciple is already content. Thank you, Uncle-Master, for protecting my path!"
He had been able to see everything around him with perfect clarity. Originally, his state of enlightenment was about to be interrupted.
It was only when Old Sun grabbed Wu Yong's ear and told him to drive the pickup truck as fast as possible that he was able to maintain his state. Although he hadn't crossed the final hurdle, he understood that destiny could not be forced.
After thanking Old Sun, he turned to Yuan Mengjia and smiled, saying, "I apologize for frightening you, junior sister. However, this is not enlightenment, it is merely an advancement in my cultivation."
The stream of air earlier was also a result of prolonged enlightenment, nurtured within my Dantian. It's just that my cultivation was insufficient, and I couldn't control it.
"The Dao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Dao. If the opportunity is not ripe, it cannot be forced. However, this enlightenment is not without gain."
After speaking, Li Chunfeng picked up the notebook, preparing to look at the content he had recorded.
"Ah! Senior brother, you?!"
As Li Chunfeng picked up the notebook, Yuan Mengjia seemed to see something extraordinary. She pointed at his pants, her face filled with surprise!
Li Chunfeng paused for a moment, then moved the notebook that was blocking his view. With just one glance, he completely froze.
His pants were wet...
At the moment of ending his enlightenment, as the stream of air left his Dantian, his whole body tingled with an indescribable pleasure. But why were his pants wet?
Could it be that he had been enlightened for too long and couldn't hold it in, so he wet his pants?
Old Sun saw it too. His gaze shifted from his pants to his face.
"Alas! Nephew, you've suffered a great loss with this enlightenment!"
After speaking, he shook his head and returned to the passenger seat.
Li Chunfeng asked blankly, "Uncle-Master, please enlighten this disciple. What is happening?"
Sun Simiao said without looking back, "Little Mengmeng, you get out of the car first. Uncle-Master has something to say to your senior brother."
"Oh!"
Although Yuan Mengjia was full of curiosity, she obediently opened the car door and got out.
After she had walked a distance, Old Sun turned around and looked at Li Chunfeng with regret, "Nephew, you've even lost your virginity with this enlightenment. It will be difficult for your future cultivation to advance further. Therefore, I say you've suffered a great loss!"
Li Chunfeng was stunned!
What do you mean, "virginity is lost"?
Wu Yong in the driver's seat was even more bewildered. What the heck? Sitting in a car and contemplating the Dao could also lead to this?
After a long pause, Li Chunfeng suddenly remembered the last thing he had seen. His face turned red, and he pushed open the car door, grabbed his bag, and got out.
"Please wait a moment, Commander Wu. I need to relieve myself!"
He then darted into the poplar forest by the roadside.
After a while, Wu Yong saw Li Chunfeng emerge from the woods wearing a different set of clothes. Thinking of their conversation just now, he seemed to understand something.
This is really explosive!
Li Chunfeng returned to the car with a look of embarrassment. He had thrown away his previous clothes.
Thinking that he had lost his virginity, a surge of suppressed resentment rushed to his head. He grabbed the notebook, which was filled with his drawings, and wanted to tear it up.
Old Sun, however, snatched it away.
"It would be a pity to tear it up like this. Let this old Daoist see what you have comprehended!"
The thick notebook felt heavy in his hands. A quick flip revealed dozens of pages!
He started reading from the first page.
The content on this page was simple, with only two intersecting rings connected together.
There was also writing by Li Chunfeng next to it.
Chant:
Vast heaven and earth, unknowable beginning.
Sun and moon cycle, repeating its course.
Ode:
From Pangu to Xiyi,
Tiger fighting dragon vying, a wondrous affair.
Comprehending the true essence of cycles,
Let's discuss the Xuanji after the Tang.
Old Sun, being a highly accomplished Daoist, pondered for a moment before understanding that the diagram and the text together represented a hexagram!
The second page depicted a plate of fruit. Judging by its shape, it looked like plums.
There were twenty-one in total. Twenty had stems, but the fourth one had no stem.
Then he looked at the text below.
Chant:
Numerous ripe fruits, their number unknown,
One fruit, one seed, the new and the old.
Ode:
All things grow from the earth,
Two nines first bear fruit.
Unification of the Central Plains,
One Yin, one flourishing, one Yang, one first to decline.
Sun Simiao's face changed greatly. He quickly flipped further back.
The third diagram showed only a woman, but the woman's attire was embroidered with a dragon, and it was a five-clawed dragon!
Thinking of the plum without a stem on the second page, he quickly looked at the text next to the woman.
Chant:
Sun and moon in the sky, illuminating the earth.
Confusing, yet both uncultured and martial.
Ode:
Having seen all the heavens, the forms and emptiness are void,
One day returning to the imperial palace.
The scattered branches are stripped away, but the roots remain,
Who is the cock that crows at dawn?
Sun Simiao was shocked by the content!
This junior nephew could see events decades into the future!
Flipping through the subsequent pages, there were a total of fifty-seven pages, including the first two. Sun Simiao was astounded.
In such a short time, during this single enlightenment, could this junior nephew have foreseen events for the next thousand years?
He directly flipped to the last page.
This page was only half there!
It depicted two people, with no text!
The moment Sun Simiao saw the drawing, he was stunned!
The likeness of the two people, one of them, looked remarkably like Fang Er!
But who was the other person? And what was the unwritten text?
He quickly flipped to the previous page, hoping to deduce the unfinished content of this last page.
The diagram on the fifty-sixth page showed something in the sky that resembled a bird but was not a bird, and something in the water that resembled a fish but was not a fish.
There were also two people in the diagram, holding weapons and facing each other.
Then he looked at the text.
Chant:
What flies is not a bird, what swims is not a fish.
The battle is not in weapons; creation plays a game.
Ode:
Ten thousand miles of sea border are clouds and smoke,
From the sky to the springs below.
The Golden Mother and Wood Father are skilled in illusion,
When weapons clash not, disaster follows continuously.
How does this relate to the last page?
Thinking this, Old Sun quickly turned his head and looked at Li Chunfeng nervously.
"What did you see when you finished? What is this unwritten text?!"