444: Chapter 38 Measuring_2 444: Chapter 38 Measuring_2 Qi Lie, who had just spoken, suddenly realized the environment around him had changed…From the moment Chen Jingxuan rose to his feet, the entire Book Tower abruptly soared tens of thousands of feet.
Standing at the entrance of the Book Tower, Qi Lie slowly looked up.
The Book Tower was like a sky reaching immeasurably high.
Countless Golden Scrolls fluttered and floated overhead, like stars.
The scene was extremely shocking.
This was Chen Jingxuan’s Pocket World, yet it could directly envelop him?
Qi Lie opened his mouth, his expression complex.
“…”
He knew the man before him was a peerless genius equal to his senior brother, but he hadn’t taken him too seriously before.
The Sky Watcher lineage had limited combat power, but at this moment he knew he was wrong.
This Golden Tower was an extremely complete world of rules, every Golden Scroll floating, every Golden Line lingering, was the Power of Dao condensed by Chen Jingxuan.
If the two were to fight to the death, the moment the towering Golden Tower enveloped him, the outcome would already be decided.
Soon, Qi Lie understood why Chen Jingxuan had done this.
The question he had come to ask today was indeed worth being enveloped by a Pocket World.
Thousands of Golden Lines fell before Qi Lie.
With his hands clasped behind his back and a calm demeanor, Chen Jingxuan directly placed the power of “choice” and the answer to “inquire” before Qi Lie.
These countless Golden Lines pieced together to form a huge circle.
At the center of the circle, numerous roiling waves surged, ice-cold and pale foam.
A broken sword with signs of life’s struggles kept plummeting.
Falling.
Tracing a long, extended line.
Qi Lie recognized it at a glance…
it was Xie Xuanyi’s Chen Ke.
“The scenes of the North Sea back then, that’s all the Roundness Instrument captured.”
Chen Jingxuan said softly, “I have looked into your senior brother’s whereabouts many times over the years.
It’s not a question of how much one pays, but the fact that Xie Xuanyi’s ‘fate’ does not fall within the scope of the Roundness Instrument’s exploration.
Why don’t you try to see if you can grasp this sword or measure this strand of destiny?”
“…”
Qi Lie looked up, his voice bitter, “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know why.”
Chen Jingxuan slowly said, “Xie Xuanyi’s fate is very special.
The exploration of the Roundness Instrument is, in some sense, to measure a person’s past through the lifeline and to deduce their future…
But his past seems to have been cut off by something, and those who try to spy upon it are bound to pay a terrible price.”
Under the distant canopy of sky.
Golden light flowed.
Qi Lie fell silent for a long time.
In the end, he made a very crazy decision.
He really reached out his hand to grab the sword that had sunk in the North Sea ten years ago.
…
…
“Crackle!”
The sound of Sword Qi shattering exploded in the void.
The branches and leaves of the Buddha Sound Forest shattered, countless raindrops burst out of nowhere, and these broken branches and rain did not scatter but instead swirled around Xie Xuanyi.
At the same time.
Solid Sanskrit characters plummeted toward Xie Xuanyi.
Today’s Great Pudu Temple was a complete Buddha Country.
At this moment, the Buddha Sound Forest, just like the Lotus River in the Xuanshui Cave Heaven…
in some sense, was a Blessed Land with special rules.
To cross the Lotus River, one needs to overcome the Sword Intent left by the ancestors of the Sword Palace.
The Buddha Sound Forest was the same.
To get through the Buddha Sound Forest, one must pass Fa Li’s measurement.
Xie Xuanyi did not choose to resist.
He simply walked forward calmly, straight ahead, letting the Buddha sounds fall, Purple Mansion wide open.
The only difference from those Challengers was that Xie Xuanyi raised that bamboo stick, focusing all his Divine Thought on the broken branch to serve as a barrier.
Countless Sanskrit characters coalesced into golden light, repelled by the Sword Qi the moment they touched Xie Xuanyi’s Divine Sea.
Eventually, the Sanskrit characters layered on top of one another, and the slender, withered bamboo stick overflowed with golden light, turning into a dazzling and eye-catching long sword.
Xie Xuanyi arrived at the end of the Buddha Sound Forest.
That sword-like, dazzling golden bamboo stick was also passed forward to Fa Li.
“…”
Bowing his head to examine the youth before him, Fa Li was immersed in a shock of emotions.
Among today’s Challengers, Xie Zhen was the fastest, bar none—the Sanskrit of the Buddha Sound Forest simply couldn’t penetrate his body.
This youth’s Divine Soul Realm had certainly surpassed the Cave Heaven Realm…
Other than the Buddha’s son, Fa Li had not seen a second person capable of achieving this.
At this moment, aside from shock, a thread of doubt took root, sprouted, and rapidly expanded in Fa Li’s heart.
Though he was a monk who had quietly cultivated in Red Mountain, far removed from strife,
news of the events unfolding within the two dynasties always reached the Great Pudu Temple; Fa Li had carefully read through the case files from the upheaval in Qing State several times.
A year ago, he had never heard of the “name” Xie Zhen…
How had this sixteen-year-old youth, who appeared out of nowhere, managed to contend with the Buddha’s son?
The Buddha’s son was a Reincarnator and Relearner.
Perhaps, this youth…
was also a Reincarnator.
Once this thought emerged in the depths of Fa Li’s Heart Sea, it became unstoppable, and he stared intensely at the face of the youth in black robes.
He could tell that the youth wore a “mask magic tool” that concealed his aura, but despite exhausting his Divine Soul, he could not see through the true face beneath the mask.
If it were merely a fleeting encounter,
If today’s rules of the Buddha Country were not in effect,
Fa Li would have given it but a glance and moved on…
The world is full of wonders, there were too many things he couldn’t see through, and even more truths he couldn’t discern.
But today was unusually different.
Fa Li’s breathing quickened as the entire Buddha Sound Forest surged with golden Buddha light.
This radiant light streaked towards his Kasaya and gathered in his palm.
His gaze focused on the golden bamboo stick that Xie Zhen had raised.
The youth had concentrated his Divine Thought into this golden bamboo stick and presented it before him.
Within this Divine Thought lay all the answers to his curiosities.
Their gazes met.
Xie Xuanyi’s expression was serene as he removed the bamboo stick, enveloped it in Divine Thought, and delivered it to Fa Li, posing the question he had asked before entering the forest once again.
This Divine Sea,
was Fa Li truly intent on measuring it?
The golden-light-flooded Buddha Sound Forest fell silent for a few breaths.
The silent gaze between the youth and the old monk did not last too long.
Fa Li took a deep breath.
He made a decision he would regret for a long time.
The winds roared, and countless Buddha sounds fell upon Fa Zhao’s Kasaya, as a shaft of heavenly light tilted.
Empowered by the Power of Dao Rules of Buddha Country, the old monk resolutely reached out and grabbed the golden bamboo stick, pouring all his soul thought into it, eager to see through Xie Zhen’s Divine Sea and the past hidden within it.
“Shh!”
The moment he grasped the bamboo stick, the Kasaya on Fa Li’s shoulder ignited, and he stared at the young man in front of him with a puzzled face, his eyes filled with confusion.
He had thought he would see many “secrets.”
But as myriad Buddha lights poured in, all he saw was blank nothingness.
Blank?
A blankness within Xie Zhen’s Divine Sea…
This was a sight he had never seen before.
Challengers who entered the Buddha Sound Forest for the trial each had their own past.
Shang Yi from Yuqing Pavilion was a favored daughter of heaven, chosen by Shu Ning and quickly became the first among her peers, her Divine Sea brimming with the Sword Qi of Yuqing Pavilion.
Yu Wenzhong from Qiantian Palace resonated with the Panxuan Mirror by accident, and his Divine Sea reflected the images of sages dwelling within the Panxuan Mirror.
But uniquely, Xie Zhen.
This youth’s past was like an ocean.
Devoid of everything.
Fa Li continued to gather Buddha light.
He suddenly stepped forward, seizing Xie Xuanyi’s wrist.
“…?”
Xie Xuanyi frowned.
He suppressed the bursting forth of the Rule of Destruction and the Chen Ke Sword Intent, silently locking eyes with Fa Li, feeling a forceful Divine Sense invading his Divine Sea.
This was a bit…
too impolite.
Just as Xie Xuanyi was preparing to draw his sword in retaliation,
Fa Li’s pupils suddenly constricted; it seemed he had seen something terribly frightening.
The old monk covered in Buddha light hurriedly released his grasp, attempting to retreat.
But it was too late.
“Ah…”
A pained wail arose from the end of the Fan Yin Temple.
The Kasaya’s Buddha light scattered, all brightness extinguished, and Fa Li fell from the sky, crashing heavily into the muddy ground.
He clutched at his eyes fiercely as two streams of blood flowed from his eye sockets.