488: Chapter 60 Treasure Ship 488: Chapter 60 Treasure Ship For the next three days, all was peaceful on the road.
But everyone knew that this peace was only temporary.
Xie Xuanyi sat inside the carriage, closing his eyes to cultivate his spirit, spending most of the time comprehending the incomplete Principle of Life.
Deng Baiyi focused on Drawing Talisman, a craft that required not only talent but also hard work.
Perhaps because he had met Xie Zhen, in the past few days, Deng Baiyi did not pester Jun Mountain to cultivate swordsmanship.
Whenever Jun Mountain was free, he would run to the last carriage to look after things under that pretext, and the monks from Fan Yin Temple could not say much about it.
Looking after was just a pretense.
The truth was seeking information.
The thread of Karma and Buddha’s Destiny that Xiao Yaozi had sought for him was mysterious and profound.
After Saint Tanluan passed away, the meaning of this Karma and Buddha’s Destiny was known only to Xiao Yaozi…
but now things were different.
If Mi Yun awakened the residual consciousness of “Tanluan,” then perhaps this enigma could be directly solved.
“Sigh…”
“My Principle of Life has only been condensed halfway.”
Xie Xuanyi awoke from his closed-eye meditation.
His Divine Thought hovered over his Dantian.
The Purple Mansion Heart Lake was surrounded by the Undying Spring Water Vapor, with nearly a thousand strands of pure white vapor that condensed into pills, overseeing the Grotto Heaven.
The Principle of Life that was condensed to ninety percent cast an expanse of dark shadows within the Heart Lake.
On the other side.
The pure white of the Life Dao appeared quite dim.
Black and white, life and death.
The two Tao Rules complemented each other, clashed with each other, merged with each other…
Xie Xuanyi vaguely felt that if he could cultivate the Principle of Life to Great Success, then the Heart Lake, with its complete balance of black and white, may well present a “Tai Chi” shape.
The balance of Yin and Yang, the interdependence of life and death.
Yet now, his comprehension of the Principle of Life had hit a bottleneck.
The enlightenment he had in the Great Yue Kingdom was now depleted.
A battle of celestial beings, a Yang God Battle…
Watching these two great battles from a close distance had greatly benefited Xie Xuanyi.
Without the fortuitous encounter in the Great Yue Kingdom.
The half of the Tao Rule he was now contemplating might have taken multiple, or even tens of times more effort.
“The Rule of Destruction can be unleashed at any time to fend off enemies.”
Xie Xuanyi extended his palm, silently feeling the destruction from the Sword Qi Cave Heaven.
“It’s not because I am reincarnated and relearning…
I am innately compatible with the Destruction Sword Intent, so when I manifest it, it comes naturally.”
“But the Principle of Life is much more difficult to utilize.”
Xie Xuanyi can mobilize the Life Dao to heal others.
But it’s not as readily invoked as the Path of Destruction.
His strongest sword technique now was to unite the two Tao Rules, with the Principle of Life completing the Destruction Sword Intent, doubling its power…
The sword technique of life and death from the Golden Body Tower directly broke through Miao Zhen’s Qi Fortune Golden Body.
Xie Xuanyi estimated that this sword strike was enough to pose a threat to the Yin God Realm.
If he could cultivate the Principle of Life to Great Success, the power of this sword strike would undergo a second transformation.
“Is it because I’ve killed too many people?”
Xie Xuanyi pondered quietly.
He used the Path of Destruction very frequently.
But the Principle of Life, not so much.
Thinking this.
He lifted the carriage curtain, extended his palm, and caught a falling leaf with the wind, infusing it with the Principle of Life, and the withered leaf regained its greenery, but being detached from the branch, it was destined to wither.
Xie Xuanyi shook his head.
The cultivation of Tao Rules was not an overnight endeavor.
Even with his talent, he needed time.
He noticed that Deng Baiyi beside him was still immersed in Drawing Talisman.
Xie Xuanyi silently left the carriage and came up behind Iron Eyes, asking softly, “Where are we?”
“Master Xie.”
The Special Enforcement Officer Iron Eyes was driving the carriage: “We are now at the border of Yu Province, and further ahead is Qu River.”
“Qu River?”
Xie Xuanyi was slightly surprised: “Why are we taking this route?”
“It was my command.”
He had just spoken when a gentle voice rang out.
From the position of the last carriage.
The tall monk holding the golden rod was sitting on top of the carriage, propping up a Golden Light Array with the Ming Sha Treasure Staff.
Miao Zhen’s Divine Thought enveloped a hundred-yard radius around the carriage.
He said slowly, “The moment we left Moss Ridge, a multitude of eyes were laid upon us, not only do you have enemies, but I also have some…
to return to the Li Kingdom peacefully, we cannot always take the main roads.”
“Oh?”
Xie Xuanyi laughed.
He understood Miao Zhen’s intention.
Chu Country, Li Kingdom, all of them were lurking with keen eyes.
These people, hidden in the shadows, if they all showed up at once…
It would be quite troublesome to deal with them.
“In that case, Qu River is a good place.”
Xie Xuanyi said lightly, “After killing someone, we can just throw the body into the river.”
“Is Brother Xie perhaps a bit too bloodthirsty?”
Miao Zhen laughed leisurely: “The reason I chose this place is that many years ago, I heard that the scenery of Qu River is exceptionally beautiful, a rarity in the world.
Alas, despite living through two lives, I have yet to see it with my own eyes.
Today crossing the river, I do so not to kill, but just wanting to enjoy the scenery.”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi fell silent.
In this world, the majority of people might claim to have a heavy hand for killing.
But surely Miao Zhen was among the very few who did not qualify.
Within half a day.
The delegation stopped at the riverfront of Qu River.
The golden light of the array at the end of the carriage dispersed.
For the first time after many days, Xie Xuanyi saw Mi Yun’s appearance after his awakening…
The little monk who fused with the Tanluan Buddha Bones looked pale as paper, as if he had suffered a severe illness, and his entire being was exuding an air of sickly sorrow.
But upon gaze, one could see that his eyes seemed to have become more resolute.
Mi Yun had severed his legs.
He now could only sit on a wooden wheelchair, pushed forward by the monks of the delegation.