mtlumby2d Chapter 362: Master Li
Chapter 362: Master Li
Under the shadow of the towering tower, only Old Xia and Hu Qing were left standing facing each other.
A breeze blew by, bringing with it the clanging echoes of Gu Yang and Master Xin fighting in the distant martial arts arena.
Hu Qing looked into Mr. Xia's deep eyes and broke the silence:
"Master Xia deliberately left me for last. I guess he has something important to discuss with me?"
Hearing this, Xia Lao smiled helplessly on his wrinkled face: "He is a very insightful child."
He spun the staff in his hand lightly, and two mysterious seals took shape instantly, turning into a translucent light curtain that enveloped the two of them.
Star-like runes flowed on the light curtain, completely isolating the inside and outside.
Seeing this, Hu Qing couldn't help but straighten his back.
What is going to be discussed next is definitely not an ordinary matter, as it can make Mr. Xia so serious.
"Let's get straight to the point. You're not from Meteorite Continent, right?"
Elder Xia got straight to the point, his aged voice echoing within the light curtain. "Your soul is impure and mixed, completely different from the pure souls of the local creatures."
Hu Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and then he smiled with relief.
He met Elder Xia's scrutinizing gaze frankly: "Indeed, but since Elder Xia has pointed it out, I'm sure he doesn't want to take my life."
He spread his hands and said, "After all, with your level of cultivation, it would only take a snap of your fingers for me to die."
The crystal on Elder Xia's staff shone slightly, reflecting the true form of Hu Qing's soul—
It was a strange ball of light composed of dozens of light threads of different colors, completely different from the pure monochrome souls of the residents of the Meteorite Continent.
"The Twin Flowers are called the most mysterious holy artifact,"
Elder Xia's voice suddenly grew deeper. "Because it is connected to all the heavens and worlds, all those who possessed it throughout the ages have coexisted with souls from other worlds."
At this point, the old man's eyes were like lightning, piercing Hu Qing's heart:
"I don't know where you come from, nor do I ask what you seek. I only ask one thing—"
The air inside the light curtain suddenly solidified, and Hu Qing felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
"If the alien demons invade human territory on a large scale," Elder Xia said word by word, "I hope you can stand up."
Hu Qing was stunned at first, then he laughed out loud as if relieved.
He placed his right hand on his chest and performed a standard monk's salute:
"Old Lady Xia thinks highly of me. Even if you didn't tell me, I would fight the alien demon to the death."
He looked up towards the martial arts arena, a warm smile in his eyes, "After all, this is the home of Gu Yang, Xiao Zi, and me."
Old Xia stared at Hu Qing for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter.
Amidst the laughter, the soundproof light curtain dissipated like foam.
The old man patted Hu Qing's shoulder so hard that he staggered.
"Good! Good! You are worthy of being the one chosen by the Twin Flowers!"
Old Xia looked at Hu Qing with an increasingly kind gaze, and he seemed to be more and more satisfied the more he looked. The crystal on the top of his staff glowed with a warm halo.
He nodded slightly and said, "Since you care about the safety of this world, I naturally cannot treat you unfairly. Come, summon your Nascent Soul and let me see it."
Upon hearing this, Hu Qing sat cross-legged and made seals with his hands.
I saw a spiritual light surging in his dantian, and a three-inch tall little man slowly emerged.
The appearance of the Nascent Soul was exactly the same as Hu Qing's, its entire body was like jade, and it sat cross-legged on a lotus pedestal condensed from spiritual energy, appearing quite delicate.
"Hmm..." Elder Xia leaned forward to take a closer look, his white brows gradually furrowed. "The realm is indeed stable, but why is there no trace of the phantom spirit method..."
He suddenly shook his head and laughed, "Your understanding of the Nascent Soul Way is like a child holding a sword. You have the weapon but don't know how to use it."
Hu Qing bewilderedly withdrew his Nascent Soul and asked, puzzled, "What is the 'Illusionary Spirit Method' that Elder Xia mentioned..."
"The so-called phantom spirit method," Elder Xia tapped his staff lightly, sketching a dynamic picture in the air, "is a must-learn technique for Nascent Soul cultivators."
All sorts of bizarre shadows appeared within the scene: a sword surging into the sky, a phoenix entwined in flames, and even miniatures of mountains and rivers...
"Every cultivator's Nascent Soul," Elder Xia explained, "can transform into its own 'phantom spirit'. For example, the Sword God—"
He waved his staff, and a small sword with a cold and sharp light appeared on the screen. "His phantom is the 'Sword Soul'."
Hu Qing was stunned. This knowledge was something he had never come across before, not even the two elders had mentioned it.
He suddenly remembered that when Elder Han used his Nascent Soul, there seemed to be a tiger-shaped shadow accompanying him.
There are often spots of starlight circulating around Elder Yan's Nascent Soul.
"Phantoms are ever-changing," Elder Xia continued. "They can be weapons, spirit beasts, or even natural phenomena. The key is..."
He suddenly tapped Hu Qing's brow with his staff, "It must be in harmony with your own Dao heart."
A warm current surged into Hu Qing's sea of consciousness, and countless lights and shadows suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
He vaguely saw his Nascent Soul trying to transform, but he could never quite find the right way, just like a child's random scribbles.
"It seems..." Old Xia retracted his staff and sighed helplessly, "It's difficult for you to understand just by explaining it."
He stroked his long beard, his eyes wandering back and forth among the densely packed statues, his brows slightly furrowed.
"After all these years, this is the first time I've had such a hard time choosing a teacher..."
Hu Qing stood aside, rubbing his fingers nervously.
The statues have different shapes, some are murderous, some are mysterious, and they are frightening just by looking at them from a distance.
He prayed silently that the teacher who would come later would be easier to get along with.
"Snapped!"
Elder Xia suddenly slapped his forehead, and the crystal on his staff shook:
"Look at my memory! If I'm just seeking knowledge, why do I need such strong strength?"
He turned to Hu Qing and winked, "Wait, I'll find the most suitable one for you."
I saw Old Xia's staff spinning lightly, and several emerald green seals flew out one after another, accurately hitting an inconspicuous statue right in front of the tower.
The statue began to shake violently, and the stone skin on its surface fell like snowflakes.
"Cough cough..."
A clear cough was heard in the dust.
When the dust settled, a graceful young man in a moon-white robe was tapping his sleeves.
He had a handsome face, picturesque features, and a green jade brush hanging from his waist, looking just like a frail scholar.
"Mr. Xia, long time no see." The young man bowed respectfully, his voice as gentle as jade.
When he turned his gaze to Hu Qing, he frowned slightly: "This young man... is he new here? His realm seems to be still shallow?"
Elder Xia smiled and shook his head: "Li, I called you out this time precisely to ask you to guide this young friend in his cultivation."
He turned to Hu Qing and said, "This is Li. You can call him Master Li."
Hu Qing quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Li."
He secretly looked at the teacher dressed like a scholar, and really couldn't connect him with those powerful practitioners.
Li was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and laughed, "I see, that's how it is. Mr. Xia said it a long time ago. I've been bored these past few years."
He flicked his sleeves lightly, and a faint scent of ink filled the air. "It just so happens that I've been studying a few new classics recently..."