Chapter 88: 068: The comprehension of the universe and human nature is not originally from Zen.
When the time comes for learning, it naturally happens (large chapter asks for monthly ticket)_1 Chapter 88: 068: The comprehension of the universe and human nature is not originally from Zen.
When the time comes for learning, it naturally happens (large chapter asks for monthly ticket)_1 For several days in a row, Chen Dengming and his companion trod cautiously, hiding and resting while Jiang Qiang set up formation for defense.
When they encountered demonic beasts on their journey, it was Chen Dengming who quickly dealt with them, cutting a bloody path through thousands of miles of danger.
Doing this, though harrowing, ensured their safety and allowed them to gradually distance themselves from the border of the Brocade Mill.
They no longer saw traces of the Black Feather Monster Bird, or felt the same sense of oppression.
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Two days later.
Evening.
A forest located tens of miles away from the gathering place.
Jiang Qiang, drenched in sweat, was tensely situated at the center of a whirlwind of rapidly moving air currents.
A Golden Light Shield encased his body while his clothes fluttered wildly in the gale.
The Golden Light Shield was not completely impermeable.
It was similar to non-Newtonian fluids that become tougher on impact.
When facing an aggressive onslaught or a strong spiritual energy infringement, it would form a shield to defend against it, keeping the attack at bay.
However, it was defenseless against poisoning, natural light, or the wind born of air current fluctuations.
Jiang Qiang felt a myriad of tiny yet alarming air currents surrounding him, as if countless invisible swords were swirling around, restricting his freedom of movement.
If he dared to move slightly, he could be chopped up into a pulp.
“Chen…
Brother Chen, it feels as if countless invisible swords are coming at me.
I don’t dare to move carelessly.
That’s enough, please stop your technique soon.”
Jiang Qiang, with an uneasy heart, rapidly relayed his experience.
Chen Dengming frowned, nodding slightly, “If you can feel this clearly, it seems I need to practice the Air-travel-transforming-into-gold Skill harder.
I heard if the skill is advanced enough, enemies will be immediately slaughtered without notice.
An attack formed with golden spiritual energy will behave as if it is material-less air…”
Hearing this, Jiang Qiang only gave a bitter smile in response.
He thought to himself how amazing it was that Chen was able to learn the Skill of Transforming Decrepitude into Glory and the Air-travel-transforming-into-gold Skill, within just two days.
By now, Jiang Qiang had discovered the truth about Chen Dengming’s superior spiritual root and was not surprised by his rapid learning of Daoism.
At first, it was only a suspicion in his mind.
Later, when Chen Dengming admitted to studying the “Life-Shortening Cultivation Enhancement Skill,” he understood that Chen had sacrificed years of his life to forcefully enhance the quality of his spiritual root.
Without knowing Chen Dengming’s exact situation or even his age, it was hard for Jiang Qiang to discern his bone age, a task which was easy for a cultivator but quite difficult when it comes to other cultivators shrouded in spiritual energy.
Thus, while Jiang Qiang was not surprised by Chen’s experiences, he felt more pity than envy for his choices.
He wouldn’t consider sacrificing his lifespan to enhance his spiritual root quality, especially not knowing how effective the approach would be.
He admired Chen’s audacity, but also feared the risk of dying on the spot after using the technique.
Boom!
——
At this moment, Chen Dengming swept his sleeve, and the roaming energy instantly left Jiang Qiang, turning into sharp currents of air that enveloped a large tree opposite them.
Chen Dengming clenched his hand and the air-travel abruptly contracted into a vortex.
Intense flashes of light shimmered with a metallic sheen as the highly accelerated friction filled the air with a smell like molten iron.
“Sss!
Sss!
Sss!
Sss!
——”
The tree was instantly stripped bare by countless tiny blades of carefully controlled air, reducing it to a cloud of dust and flying wood chips.
Jiang Qiang watched the spectacle, a chill running down his spine.
The technique, turned against a person, would reduce them to nothing in an instant.
At this moment, Chen Dengming had already walked into the cloud of wood chips, his brow furrowed as he focused on observing and understanding the subtleties of this technique.
Jiang Qiang, knowing his companion’s immersion in the art, quietly stepped back.
He had long gotten used to Chen Dengming’s unique training methods and whimsical ideas.
For example, Chen had once contemplated whether he could combine the Ice Cone Skill with a large fireball immediately afterwards, to see if a collision of ice and fire would create an explosion of greater power.
Of course, the result was simply the two canceling each other out, resulting in less damage, not more.
Then he began to look for a technique that involved spraying oil or compressing some kind of gas to add to the combustion of his fire spells.
In any case, Jiang Qiang had seen Chen Dengming try all sorts of strange training methods, often narrowly escaping collateral damage himself.
Over time, he became both amazed and numb to his companion’s inventiveness.
He had tried to mimic and learn from Chen Dengming’s unique and adaptable battle style, only to find it inscrutable; the movements and insights involved were, to him, as incomprehensible as a heavenly book.
Concepts like the Utmost Emptiness, maintaining stillness, and the Unity of Heaven and Man, he had read about in Daoist scriptures.
But the theoretical knowledge he had learned seemed to be unreal and intangible, at least he didn’t know how to enter such a state of mind; He was completely perplexed.
…
“Drawing out fine threads, like rain from spring silkworms, this technique is somewhat similar to the silken strength of the Heavenly Gang in martial arts…
It might be possible to combine the practices of martial arts and daoism…”
The Heavenly Gang’s energy could be woven into strands, forming a silken strength.
This strength, exploding out like rain from spring silkworms, could either pepper an enemy with holes or strangle them on the spot.
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In terms of power, it couldn’t compare to the Air-travel-transforming-into-gold Skill, but the principles behind the two were somewhat similar.
Chen Dengming meditated on this, allowing his spiritual energy to flow along the Heavenly Gang’s cultivation route.
His hands curling and stretching, he emitted an aura as his muscles and bones crackled with loud pops, akin to the sound of firecrackers.