The Lord of Void and Real

Shen Luo started with a jolt, promptly closing his eyes and diverting his gaze. The divine sense in his mind slowly began to restore itself to normality, with the dizzy sensation also gradually receding. He then opened his eyes.

“This crystal wall is powerful! It can actually cause one’s soul to become muddled. But this place is called Observing Dao Cave, Observing Dao… could it be observing this crystal wall and gaining enlightenment from it?” he muttered to himself, a contemplative expression on his face.

He pondered for a moment, then sat down in front of the crystal wall.

As Shen Luo sat down, he noticed a straw cushion beside him. He reached out to take it, placing it under him. He took a deep breath and looked at the white crystal wall again.

The white light on the crystal wall quickly occluded his vision again, causing his divine sense to rotate in his mind, and the dizzy feeling appeared again.

However, at this moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded!

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Moments later, he felt a cooling sensation emanating from the straw cushion underneath him. It helped to quell the dizziness by a significant amount.

Shen Luo was thrilled. He exerted his divine sense power, aiming to free himself from the influence of the crystal wall. Simultaneously, he continued to gaze at the white crystal wall, trying to discern something.

However, the white light on the crystal wall just kept rotating slowly, with no change occurring.

As time trickled by, Shen Luo kept his eyes locked on the crystal wall, but his expression grew increasingly strained. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and a hint of heat could be discerned from the top of his head.

Even with the support of the straw cushion beneath him, the dizziness in his mind grew stronger, and his field of vision began to blur.

“Could it be that I have conjectured wrongly, that the profoundness of this crystal wall isn’t contemplated in this way?” Shen Luo bore with the discomfort, silently questioning himself.

After a quarter of an hour, the sense of dizziness in his mind intensified, reaching his endurance limit.

A blue spiritual light emerged in his eyes, blocking the influence of the white crystal wall. He was about to look away.

“Hee hee! You managed to hold out for this amount of time, not bad at all!” A somewhat maddening voice suddenly echoed by Shen Luo’s ear. As the voice faded, the spiraling white light on the crystal wall fell slightly and then dissipated like a receding tide.

Inside the white crystal wall, his reflection appeared clearly once again.

Simultaneously, a subtle golden light appeared on the crystal wall, gently flickering.

As the white light disappeared, the dizziness in Shen Luo’s mind receded like a tide. He sat still in a daze, then quickly reacted, looking around to locate the source of the voice.

However, after the voice had been heard, it fell completely silent and did not reappear.

Shen Luo slightly furrowed his eyebrows, but he quickly disregarded it, turning his gaze to the golden light on the crystal wall.

“A hair?” Shen Luo was taken aback.

This fine golden light was actually a strand of golden lustrous fur adhered to the crystal wall.

The moment his sight landed on the golden fur, the fur instantly unleashed a golden light, shot out fiercely, and drilled into the mirrored world within the crystal wall. Then with a flash, it entered the center of the eyebrows of his mirrored figure.

The figure of Shen Luo inside the crystal wall immediately began to transform. It shrank significantly, and its clothes changed rapidly. A few breaths later, the figure of Shen Luo in the mirror turned into a skinny and dry bizarre figure.

The face of the figure was blurry, making it difficult to make out its features. What could be faintly discerned was a sharp monkey-like face, draped in a body of golden fur, with a strange existence dressed in a Qing-colored Daoist robe.

Upon witnessing a series of changes, the color drained from Shen Luo’s face.

At this moment, the bizarre figure inside the crystal wall suddenly lifted its head. Its eyes squinted, and a grin spread across its face, directed right at him.

Upon seeing this scene, Shen Luo felt his heart jump. He was about to do something.

The peculiar figure in the mirror abruptly blurred into a black shadow and “swooshed” out from within the crystal wall, vanishing in an instant as it entered his body.

The black shadow moved as fast as lightning, and given their close proximity, Shen Luo barely had time to react. He had not even had a chance to respond before the peculiar projection had entered his body.

Shen Luo inwardly cursed, then felt a “boom” in his mind, as if an invisible force had invaded.

This force was exceptionally vast. Even though he had already advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, his soul’s power was extraordinarily strong. Still, he was completely powerless in resistance.

His mind initially experienced a tremendous tremor, then suddenly heated up, with all his divine sense power boiling and rolling, causing him to faint immediately!

In his blurry consciousness, Shen Luo’s eyes half-open, his body felt weightless, seeming to float mid-air and drifting with the wind.

“I am already in Dreamland, could I possibly dream within a dream?” He mumbled to himself, his consciousness in a half-sleeping, half-waking state.

He did not know how much time had passed when he suddenly felt his body sink rapidly. Next, he seemed to merge into something, and his consciousness sharply returned to clarity.

To his surprise, he found himself back in the previous mountain cave, sitting in front of the crystal wall.

Shen Luo was taken aback at first but was instantly terrified upon looking at himself.

Because he was no longer in human form, but turned into a golden monkey with a green shirt, thin and winnow features, and a tapering mouth and concave cheeks.

This monkey’s entire body was covered in brilliant golden hair, exactly the same as the golden animal hair that had previously appeared on the crystal wall.

“I turned into a monkey? No, my divine soul has taken possession of this monkey’s body!” Shen Luo was initially surprised, but quickly understood his current situation.

The golden monkey was now sitting cross-legged on a straw cushion, intently staring at the white crystal wall. Inside the wall sat an elder Daoist in a Daoist robe.

The old man’s appearance was as unusual as the previous figure, vague and unclear, and he was holding a white dust whisk, giving off an ethereal aura.

“Seeing your devout studies, today I will impart to you the ‘Yellow Court Sutra’. It’s a profound technique that holds the key to the supreme path. Remember these exceedingly important verses: The Supreme Path seeks reality and disdains rituals, every acupoint in the mud pill has spirit, activating the spirit reveals the essence of the mud pill…” The white-haired old Daoist, looking at the golden monkey, slowly started speaking. His voice greatly resembled the grand voice heard previously in the square.

The golden monkey, thrilled, eagerly nodded in approval and pricked up its ears to catch the subtle music.

Shen Luo, occupying the golden monkey’s body, found his current situation different from earlier in the square. He was now able to clearly hear every word the white-haired old Daoist spoke.

Upon hearing a few sentences of the ‘Yellow Court Sutra’ from the white-haired old Daoist, Shen Luo felt a surge of joy and quickly focused on capturing every single word.

Shen Luo’s present cultivation level had gradually deepened, his comprehension and understanding of the Dao had greatly evolved. Although he was hearing the Yellow Court Sutra for the first time, he could grasp the fundamental principles it embodied.

The old Daoist’s every verse was so profound that the more Shen Luo contemplated them, the more infinite and extravagant the mysteries seemed.

After presenting twelve verses, the old Daoist paused momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, Shen Luo quickly related all twelve verses, briefly reflected on them, and immediately felt an immense clarity in his mind.

Every axiom encompassed great profundities. Even though there were only twelve verses, they unfolded numerous insights. When combined, they surprisingly made up an exquisite cultivation technique for the Qi Refining Stage.

Before he could deeply comprehend, the white-haired old Daoist had already resumed reciting the next verses.

Eagerly, Shen Luo listened attentively, recording each verse meticulously.

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