A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 512: Chapter 446: Winter Has Come (Part 3)

If this ailment can be eliminated, then my Divine Soul will have no more hidden dangers, Consciousness Collection will return to normal, and undoubtedly, my Divine Sense will grow once again.

Perhaps this time, I might reach the Golden Core level!

Moreover, afterwards, as my cultivation grows, the increase in Consciousness Collection will not weaken, and my Divine Sense will become increasingly stronger!

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After Fang Hui calmed his emotions, Lu Qian asked in detail about Tao Zhongxian’s condition.

The lad has recovered, but not fully. His Divine Soul has been permanently weakened; although Fang Hui did his utmost to heal him, the strength of his Divine Soul can only reach sixty to seventy percent of a normal person’s level.

This is irreversible damage, but the Tao Brothers can only accept it.

After Tao Zhongxian recovered, besides normal cultivation and Artifact Refining, he spent every day in the testing grounds tinkering with the Flying Snake Daoist Soldiers. Tao Boliang had no other options; seeing that his brother at least had something to hold on to, and wouldn’t fall into despair, he also tried to collect his emotions and returned to the production line.

Thus, Lu Qian went to the Octagonal Glazed Tower to visit the Tao Brothers.

Tao Boliang was guiding the Artifact Refining Team, organizing the latest gains, extracting and summarizing them into a collection, while forging Magical Artifacts and Spiritual Artifacts, integrating the experiences into practice, and enhancing the Yunshan Sect’s overall Qi Cultivation level.

After visiting Tao Zhongxian and confirming that his mental state was pretty good, Lu Qian then discussed with Tao Boliang for a moment, confirming to first transition according to his plan, and then from the Profound Monarch’s Collection, selecting a few designs from the ”Treasure True Mirror” inherited from the Dianjing Sect — one hundred and eight exquisite diagrams from Spiritual Artifacts to Magical Treasures for focused refining, starting to establish the Yunshan Sect’s Artifact Refining brand.

The reason for not continuing to craft Flying Snake Daoist Soldiers is that, after experiments, it was found that with the current strength of the Third-Level Low-Tier Spiritual Veins, it can just support the Ten Extremes Ten Directions Grand Array with one Flying Snake Daoist Soldier, adding any more would be unsustainable and they could not be activated even if crafted.

Upon leaving the Octagonal Glazed Tower, twilight had descended. Lu Qian suddenly saw before him dots of silver light, drifting in the air, descending from the sky, and could not help but stand and watch.

It’s snowing, a great snow, filling the surroundings and covering the heavens and earth.

It turns out it’s already deep winter, the coldest time.

In Yan Mountain, snowflakes as large as mats, piece by piece blown down to Xuanyuan Platform.

But having just transformed into a cultured youth, Lu Qian suddenly remembered the poem ”North Wind Travel,” with lines like ”Arrows voided, men now dead in battle not to return,” ”Holding soil from the Yellow River is bearable, the grievance of north wind and snow is hard to vent,” feeling immediately ominous and unlucky.

He stood there in a daze for a while, shook his head, brushed away these chaotic thoughts, intending to find his senior sister to chat, to calm his mood, but she wasn’t in the building. After asking a disciple, he learned that she had replaced him to guide Shen Jialuo.

Thus, Lu Qian directly sat cross-legged in his room, setting up a simple Array, cultivating while waiting for his senior sister to return.

Sitting cross-legged in meditation, with a Spell invoked, Lu Qian had glowing lights flickering between his brows, with clear light rising, within the clear light, numerous tadpole scripts, bird seal scripts, and fish insect scripts surfaced, ancient and obscure, profound and mysterious.

A wondrous melody also gently arose, the sound of silk and bamboo, bells and stones, zithers and lutes, praises, incomparably melodious, purifying the heart.

In an instant, Lu Qian’s Niwan Palace shone brightly, amidst clear light and wondrous sound, a vague, dreamy butterfly with flickering glow emerged, flapping its wings once, then disappeared into the world.

Immortal Technique: Great Dao Dream Butterfly Celestial Book!

Previously during the visit at the Huanggen Sect, after setting up multiple Array protections, Lu Qian started to practice this unparalleled immortal technique, already beginning to taste its endless mysteries.

Entering the Dao through dreams, traversing as a butterfly, comprehending the Three Thousand Great Dao, discerning the Eight Hundred Side Gates, Lu Qian approached from the Five Elements Dao, starting to glimpse the fundamental laws and ultimate secrets of the world bit by bit.

But the Immortal Wondrous Method is so profound, Lu Qian has just started, and entrance is still far away.

Inside the room, Lu Qian transformed into a butterfly traversing the void, cultivating and comprehending the Dao.

Outside the room, the cold wind howled, snow flew about.

In the land of Zhongming, the cold winter has arrived, it is the time of severity.