The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 623

Chapter 623: Chapter 619: The Concerns of Divination Chapter 623: Chapter 619: The Concerns of Divination “Nephew Sleeping Moon, you flatter me, the friend below me, Shen Luo, has yet to serve under the command of our Great Tang Dynasty Government.” Cheng Yaojin said.

“Not under the government's command?” Both the Sleeping Moon Scholar and the Immortal Qinghua looked surprised.

“This young friend is named Shen Luo. During the previous great battle, he made quite a name for himself. I am sure both of you have heard of him,” Cheng Yaojin said.

“So it's him,” the Sleeping Moon Scholar and Immortal Qinghua realized.

Shen Luo became quite famous in the early stages of the Ghost War by forging the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, and his fame grew even more after he sabotaged the summoning formation of the Refining Body Altar with Lu Huaming and others. High-ranking cultivators like the Sleeping Moon Scholar and Immortal Qinghua had also heard of him.

“I remember this Shen Luo was an independent cultivator. His cultivation was just at the early stage of Soul Condensation not long ago, and now he has advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage so quickly. It seems that he has either taken some elixir to stimulate his potential or practiced a secret technique with similar effects. I thought he was a genius, but he turned out to be the kind who seeks fast success.” The Sleeping Moon Scholar, who had seen Shen Luo when Jing River Dragon King took back his dragon head, shook his head.

On the other hand, Immortal Qinghua looked indifferent with a hint of scorn in her eyes.

At that moment, the churning blue waves in mid-air suddenly vanished. The formidable pressure that had been looming over the sky also slowly dissipated.

However, the yellow sand light still engulfed the entire house, heavily churning, indicating that Shen Luo would not emerge any time soon.

“We've taken much of Duke Cheng's time today. We'll take our leave now. As for the matters that Master Yuan and Duke Cheng discussed, we'll report them to our sect immediately. I believe there will be a response soon,” the Sleeping Moon Scholar said with a bow.

“This matter concerns the safety of the world. I hope the two of you can hurry,” said Cheng Yaojin.

“Yes.” They both nodded in agreement, turned around, and sped away.

Cheng Yaojin watched them leave, saw Shen Luo below once again, and then returned to the hall by flying.

A figure appeared out of the fluctuating void in the hall-it was Yuan Tiangang.

“How did your conversation with them go?” Yuan Tiangang asked.

“It was okay. Sleeping Moon and Qinghua have agreed to report your divination results to their sects. Are you sure, though? Is the world really going to face a great catastrophe?” Cheng Yaojin asked.

“I hope it's not like that, but no matter how I interpret divination, the result is the same,” sighed Yuan Tiangang.

“According to my divinations, we need two forces to overcome this catastrophe. One is to find the Pilgrim that disappeared that year, and the other is to gather the Destiny People to fight together. I hope that the Destiny People identified by Hua Sheng Temple and Mount Putuo are real,” Yuan Tiangang continued.

“Have you divined anything about Shen Luo? Is he one of the Destiny People?” Cheng Yaojin asked.

“The case with Shen Luo is very strange. According to my hexagrams, his fate is noble and very similar to Destiny People, but it's not exactly the same. There also seems to be a force interfering with my divination, preventing me from fully understanding him,” Yuan Tiangang explained.

“Oh, it can even affect your divination skills,” Cheng Yaojin seemed surprised.

“No matter who he is, we can't let him go unchecked. Let's involve him in the matters ahead,” Yuan Tiangang said.

“All right,” Cheng Yaojin nodded in agreement.

Inside the Thousand Mile Yellow Sand Array, Shen Luo absorbed a blue light that descended from the sky and opened his eyes, his face filled with great joy.

He formed a spell in his hands, a flash of blue light appeared atop his head, and a small blue figure emerged, floating back and forth inside the house.

With the assistance of the Tri-Element Kaitai Secret Technique, coupled with the experiences in Dreamland, he broke through in one fell swoop, reaching the Nascent Soul realm. His lifespan increased by two to three hundred years, escaping the worry about lifespan for the time being.

The Nameless Cultivation Technique, which was suspected to have been passed down from the Immortal Realm, did not disappoint. His strength greatly improved, especially his Water Manipulation Technique which, aided by the infusion of Dragon essence and experiences from Dreamland, had now reached a transcendental realm.

Shen Luo led a spell, a body of flowing water formed out of nowhere in front of him, which then rapidly transformed, as though a grand painter was creating a picture stroke by stroke. First, there were buildings, underneath which formed a wide street with numerous pedestrians walking around, bustling about, akin to the real world.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if the entire room had been transported to a bustling street.

If anyone who cultivated the water-type technique saw this scene, they would surely be so surprised as to bite their tongues.

Even some elders at the Great Mahayana Stage, or even half-immortal realm, may not be able to accomplish such a realistic water manipulation illusion.

Shen Luo had just advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, his realm was still somewhat unstable, causing a fluctuation in the mana within his body.

The street in the room shattered with a bang, transforming into streams of water, drifting in the void.

He furrowed his brows, continued to sit cross-legged, circulating the Nameless Cultivation Technique, stabilizing his realm.

As Shen Luo activated the technique, he reached out and pulled out a slightly curved golden short awl. It was the Dragon Horn Short Awl he had snatched from the Jing River Dragon King.

Now that his cultivation had greatly improved and he had advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, he should be able to control this treasure.

He formed hand seals and activated the Ninety-Nine Wealth Technique to refine this treasure.

The Ninety-Nine Wealth Technique was truly a secret technique of Mount Fangcun. The Golden Short Awl immediately radiated golden lights and the layers of golden formations gradually emerged, amounting to a total of eighteen layers when counted.

“Eighteen layers of prohibition, a low-grade Magical Treasure.” Shen Luo murmured to himself.

A top-grade magical instrument only has a maximum of sixteen layers of prohibition. Once the layer of seals exceeds this number, it steps into the category of magical treasure.

He was not disappointed that the golden short awl was only a low-grade magical treasure, on the contrary, he was greatly delighted.

The difference between Magical Treasures and magical instruments may only be one word, its power, however, lies worlds apart. The mana of a Nascent Soul Cultivator may be considerable, but it is too much for them to drive a Magical Treasure. Fortunately, the golden short awl is a low-grade magical treasure. If it was a mid-grade magical treasure like the Six Chen Whip, he would definitely not be able to activate it.

Suppressing his excitement, Shen Luo continued to operate the Ninety-Nine Wealth Technique, refining the golden short awl.

Time passed, and in the turn of ten days, his cultivation realm had almost harmonized, and the mana no longer ran in disarray.

The golden short awl hovered before him, emitting dazzling golden light. The sixteen layers of prohibition were moving along with the golden light, already refined.

Shen Luo quickly formed seals with his hands, drops of blue light entered the seventeenth layer prohibitions of the awl like rain, but no matter how much he tried, the seventeenth layer of prohibitions didn't move at all.

“It seems that my mana is too weak to activate the seventeenth-layer prohibition.” He sighed lightly with resignation and stopped.

However, Shen Luo was not disappointed. Although only sixteen layers of prohibitions were refined, the power of the golden short awl was already shocking, far surpassing the few top-grade magical instruments he had in his hands.

He grabbed the golden short awl and put it away, without immediately getting up, he picked up the jade pillow.

Prohibition had already appeared inside the jade pillow. Now that his cultivation had greatly improved, he wanted to probe deeper.

Shen Luo activated his mana, slowly infusing it into the jade pillow, and soon felt the prohibitions as thin as spider silk that he had sensed before.

He injected his mana into it, pushing forward, and arrived at the star pattern node that he had sensed before in a moment.

The star pattern was still flickering here, Shen Luo injected mana into it, a flash of golden light appeared within the jade pillow, and the Heavenly Book projection appeared, more solid than before.

He let out a soft exclamation, he realized that improving his cultivation did have an impact on the Heavenly Book projection.

Immediately, he increased his mana input into the Heavenly Book, sensing its abilities. He quickly senses some changes in the Heavenly Book. Besides the absorption ability, it seemed to possess something else.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, a white light shot in from outside, heading straight in this direction.