Waste Paper Bridge

Chapter 122 Flick of the Finger Enters the Transcendent Realm

Chapter 258 Seeing Sentient Beings

Silently, the Dao rhyme representing Ye Chuxiao's third talent, 'Shaping Energy,' completely dissolved within his body, fully absorbed and digested.

This also meant that Ye Chuxiao could once again integrate a fourth wisp of Dao rhyme, further enhancing his aptitude and gaining a new talent.

However, Ye Chuxiao was clearly unable to divide his attention at this moment.

He had to concentrate fully on manipulating the formation to further accelerate the nurturing of the ice lotus.

To safely obtain the ice lotus, he had indeed set up layers of formations to block outside interference.

However, these layers of protection were not absolute.

As long as there were enough enemies, and they were strong enough, no matter how powerful the formations he set up, it was only a matter of time before they were broken.

Time passed slowly, and the Far North cultivators trapped in the formations gradually figured out what was going on.

Some cultivators experienced with formations first used their own methods to break out of the formations. Standing outside the formations, they observed the overall formation layout with different techniques.

"Borrowing the power of heaven and earth to form a formation, then we must sever its connection with heaven and earth." The female cultivator riding the half-broken deer cart looked disheveled and extremely pale.

Reaching out, she called out, "Come!"

A pair of crystalline, sharp antlers appeared in her palm.

Crossing the antlers together, thick black smoke rose from her body.

Then, standing on the hillside, she began to perform a strange dance. The posture was definitely not pleasing to the eye, giving people only a sense of strangeness and distortion.

"That old witch is finally planning to use some real skills, so I'll help you!" said the shaman who had not entered the formation.

Then, raising the staff in his hand, he chanted bizarre incantations.

Under the blessing of the incantations, the female cultivator danced even more intensely and frantically.

In this already dim and uncertain environment, the two's spellcasting was like cutting off the light source in the tornado storm in an instant.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

All the light disappeared in that instant into the woman's dance, as if absorbed by the pair of antlers in her hand.

Except for the roaring sounds of nature between heaven and earth.

Echoing were only the shaman's gradually grand incantations, filling the valleys and snowfields.

At this moment, the world became even more chaotic and unclear.

And the power of the formation set up by Ye Chuxiao also declined.

This was natural. Although Ye Chuxiao arranged the formation according to the power of heaven and earth.

But the terrain could be relied upon, while the heavenly might was difficult to rely upon.

One was tangible, the other was intangible.

Compared to the tangible terrain, the intangible heavenly might was much more difficult to borrow, and there were more variables.

There was a chain of contempt among formation cultivators. At the bottom of the chain were naturally those who followed the book, only knowing how to set up fixed formations in fixed places and fixed locations, little trash.

Such formation cultivators would remain that way for their entire lives, unable to arrange even slightly more advanced formations.

Further up were those who relied on formation flags, talisman papers, formation disks, etc., to adapt to local conditions and flexibly change formations.

These were the elites among formation cultivators, already surpassing more than half of the formation cultivators.

And formation cultivators who could borrow the power of heaven and earth belonged to the high-end class.

Ye Chuxiao used to be at the second level, but now he had new insights and entered the third stage, the threshold of high-end formation cultivators.

As for those who could borrow the power of the stars to form formations and shake the shifting of stars, they belonged to the legendary level among formation cultivators.

Even if a formation cultivator who could reach this level had negligible cultivation, no one dared to underestimate them.

They were usually equated with 'Wuding' cultivators.

Getting back to the point, when half of the power of heaven and earth that Ye Chuxiao borrowed for his formation was cut off.

The power of the formation was greatly reduced.

The cultivators who broke into the formation became excited and manic.

They wanted to vent all the frustration they had suffered from Ye Chuxiao before.

Figures passed through layers of clouds and mist, tearing apart the falling wind and snow.

In the darkness, someone summoned a giant skeleton warrior, drew a rusty giant sword, and slashed fiercely at Ye Chuxiao's remaining formation.

The formation seemed to make a creaking, rattling sound in an instant.

The spiritual light of various spells, the passionate sword energy of swordsmanship, and the boiling of various talismans and magical instruments, decorated the mountain depression with colorful colors, like the neon lights of a city at night.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to tremble.

The flowing Qi between the undulating mountains seemed to have color and shape.

Then, there was an earth-shattering explosion.

The cultivators who were venting their excitement were caught off guard, and many of them died directly in the first wave of explosions.

Even those who were prepared were inevitably covered in dust.

This was the explosive power naturally erupted by the Yuanyang Thunderfire Bomb after accumulating a massive amount of energy in the formation.

Just like a person has a final burst of energy before death, a strong formation without restraint or control will also have an eruption of energy before it is completely broken.

The explosions came wave after wave.

After this wave of explosions ended.

Everyone recovered from this earth-shaking explosion. In addition to feeling like they had survived a catastrophe, they also felt infinite joy.

The road to the treasure... was completely opened.

Before seeing the treasure, people worked together to excavate towards the ground.

Soon, they directly opened the treasure house secretly set up by the Northern Qin people.

The entire foundation of the treasure house was dug out, so it was ridiculous to talk about whether there was a key.

The first layer of the treasure house was full of ordinary gold and silver jewelry.

Although it was very tempting, the strongest group of cultivators was not interested in it.

They followed the aura and quickly discovered the cave hidden under the normal treasure house.

Prying open the cave, they saw a dry pool and a collapsed, empty underground cave.

The last explosion of the great formation seemed to have blasted a huge crack in the ground. This crack extended and expanded, seeming to be connected to some underground undercurrents and cracks. If they really chased into the depths of the crack, they might get lost in the depths of the ground.

Standing in front of the deep, dark crack, all the cultivators who came to participate in this treasure hunt had gloomy faces.

"Good calculation!"

"We've been tricked!"

"If the formation can be defended, this person is refining treasures here."

"If the formation cannot be defended, he will use the formation to blast open the ground seam, and then drill into the ground seam to escape." The female cultivator, who had shown great power before but was now particularly pale, said with gritted teeth.

"It's a pity, I just don't know what treasure he refined here." said the man holding the broadsword.

The shaman said, "It should be a cold-attributed treasure born in the ice plains!"

"The cold earth energy here is almost drained."

"But for at least a hundred years, this place will be more habitable. Although the weather is harsh, the underground is no longer cold, so you can plant some cold-resistant grains and grow pasture."

As soon as this was said, some cultivators with tribes or clans behind them showed greed.

What about Ye Chuxiao at this time?

He was stepping on the ice lotus and swiftly shuttling through the underground undercurrents.

The female cultivator was only half right.

The great explosion of the external formation was also a large-scale squeezing of the earth's cold energy.

It was equivalent to using the most violent means to compress all the earth's cold energy within a few hundred miles into the cave where the ice lotus was located.

In an instant, a large amount of nutrients required for the ice lotus to complete its gestation was satisfied.

The reason why Ye Chuxiao didn't do this from the beginning was not only because the ice lotus needed more nutrients at that time, and even if it was blasted like this, it might not be enough.

It was also because the ice lotus was not mature enough at that time, and 'forcing growth' under too much stimulation could lead to its direct destruction.

The natural spirit treasure, the ice lotus, was nurtured by Ye Chuxiao himself, and he harvested it as soon as possible.

For the innate spirituality of the ice lotus, Ye Chuxiao was like its father.

Therefore, there was no need for a refining and adaptation process at all. The moment it was obtained, it was easy to use, and its functions and effects were naturally clear.

Chasing the aurora was naturally an important function of the ice lotus.

But it was only one of the functions.

It also had multiple functions such as energy gathering, body protection, clearing the mind, dispelling inner demons, and fast passage.

If he chose to 'kill the chicken to get the eggs', each of the nine ice lotus seeds in the ice lotus was a precious medicine for healing injuries, repairing the spirit and soul, increasing lifespan, and improving cultivation.

Ye Chuxiao could also choose to spend time and energy to refine these nine ice lotus seeds into a set of magical treasures, the 'Aurora Beads'. The nine Aurora Beads could attack from a distance and defend from close range. Their power should not be underestimated. Combined with the ice lotus, they would directly transform into a high-speed mobile turret.

Just thinking about that scene would make Ye Chuxiao's future opponents feel terrified.

"Continuing to improve and enhance the ice lotus, or refining the ice lotus seeds and transforming them into Aurora Beads, are all things for the future."

"What I have to do now is to follow the plan, chase the aurora, and improve my cultivation."

Ye Chuxiao drove the ice lotus out of the ground.

Then he went further north.

The further north he went, the more intense the yin and cold in the world became.

If it weren't for the protection of the ice lotus, the cold outside would indeed reach a point where even Ye Chuxiao would find it difficult to bear.

And at this time, Ye Chuxiao could already see wisps of aurora flickering in the northern sky, which was like night and day.

And some 'meteors' would occasionally merge into the aurora.

Those were the souls left behind after the death of Miaojing cultivators.

In the soul state, the remaining souls of the cultivators had long lost their ego.

They were only unconsciously displaying their life experiences and thoughts.

Powerful soul aftershocks would occasionally have a small stage of their own in the aurora, blooming those unforgettable pictures.

In the Wasteland Fighting World, the souls of dead cultivators would scatter their wisdom and blessings back to the human world again.

On the ice plains of the far north, there were always some hardy cultivators watching the aurora here.

Some of them were cultivating, and some were recording and collecting.

The former belonged to hard-working cultivators who traveled all the way to this place to quickly accumulate merit.

As for the latter, they used this to do business.

Paintings, shadow stones, and other items recording the lives of many cultivators and the final blooming scenes after their deaths would be sold at high prices in the Central Plains.

The value varied depending on the richness and level of the recorded characters and scenes.

In short, these directly recorded items were equivalent to one-time experience packs.

Specifically, they could be used by cultivators above the Miaojing stage for learning and absorption.

Of course, Ye Chuxiao didn't need these inferior things at this time.

He drove the ice lotus, cut through the void, and entered the magnificent aurora land from an unnoticed angle.

That was the territory dominated by the aurora. Ordinary cultivators, no matter how much they wanted to pursue the sky, could never touch the border. They could only look from a distance and then vaguely learn, collect, and record.

Only a natural spirit treasure like the ice lotus, which innately had the attribute of chasing the aurora, had this possibility, taking its master directly into the aurora's kingdom for close observation.

As if breaking through a layer of water, it was like piercing some kind of taboo.

Ye Chuxiao crossed the aurora mixed with emerald green and dark blue, and stood in this silent place.

The ice lotus was under his feet, absorbing the aurora and continuing to grow.

And Ye Chuxiao was also watching, watching those past people and times recorded in the aurora.

Their true feelings, which they had never vented to the outside world until their death, were now being staged in front of Ye Chuxiao, and the corresponding light was also changing.

Everything was frank in front of Ye Chuxiao.

Here, Ye Chuxiao's accumulation in the Miaojing realm rose rapidly.

Perhaps it only took less than a second?

Ye Chuxiao felt that he had broken through!

From Miaojing to Huajing... it was so simple. It sounded mysterious, but in practice, it was like folding a piece of paper.

"Sure enough, the principle of 'pacifism' is to boil water, and the foundation from Miaojing to Huajing is to see sentient beings."

"Once you see it, you break through!"

"Insight? You don't need any insight!"

"Insight is, and is not like this momentary thing. From Miaojing to Huajing, and then from Huajing to Huijing, is actually seeing heaven and earth, seeing sentient beings, and finally seeing yourself."

"Miaojing is pushing open the door to seeing heaven and earth. The discerning eye of seeing sentient beings does not require summary when looking, because summary itself does not belong to heaven and earth, nor does it belong to sentient beings, but only belongs to oneself."

"What is summarized is not the principles of heaven and earth, nor the principles of sentient beings, but only one's own principles."

"From the perspective of strength, of course there are also changes."

"Because Qi moves with people. When I see sentient beings, I know their joys, sorrows, and sorrows, I know their seven emotions and six desires. Using Qi to interfere, intervene, and manipulate their emotions, or using my own emotions to more richly dominate heaven and earth. Either way, it is more refined and subtle than before."

Although he had entered the Huajing realm, Ye Chuxiao did not stop comprehending.

Huajing is seeing sentient beings. How many are sentient beings?

Three people are a crowd, and this is also sentient beings.

One hundred people, one thousand people, ten thousand people, one hundred million people... they are still sentient beings.

Sentient beings are different from sentient beings.

Huajing is different from Huajing.

Ye Chuxiao had this opportunity, so why not see more and look more?

Unknowingly, he sat cross-legged, sitting on the ice lotus.

The memories and thoughts that constantly flickered in the flowing aurora occasionally rushed towards him like a tide.

All powerful emotions would impact Ye Chuxiao, allowing him to empathize.

"Hey! You seem to be crying!" Someone handed over a handkerchief.

Ye Chuxiao had long known that the other party was approaching, but he didn't feel any malice, so he didn't care.

Turning his head at this time, he found that it was a girl who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, at the most lively and lovely age.

Under her feet, she was stepping on an ice-jade gourd, which was obviously also a special magic weapon that could chase the aurora.