The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 904 - 901 General Provisions

Shen Luo steadied his forehead with one hand and slowly looked towards the stone wall in front.

All he saw was the entire mountain wall enshrouded in misty dust, and the murals depicting "the birth of all things" that he had just seen had already crumbled and collapsed.

But as the dust gradually settled, a new mural appeared on the stone wall. It depicted a figure in the form of an ape, ten zhang tall and clad in armor.

It was sitting cross-legged with its hands joined in front of its chest. Outside its armor, it was unexpectedly draped in a kasaya, and resting upon its legs was a carved long stick, very similar in appearance to the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod.

Looking at this scene, how could Shen Luo not recognize the figure depicted in the mural? It was none other than the Great Sage... no, the Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong.

The eyes of the Victorious Fighting Buddha in the mural were downcast, his demeanor calm and serene; this was in stark contrast to the unruly and rebellious Great Sage Equal to Heaven as depicted in legends. He looked exactly like a revered Bodhisattva.

Shen Luo stood up, joined his hands in front of him, and paid his respects to the stone sculpture from a distance.

At that moment, it was as if thunder had exploded in his ears, and he heard a resounding "boom!"

Following that, a solemn and respectful voice echoed in his sea of knowledge:, "The Dao of all things, the transformation of the utmost, the laws of all beings, widely propagated in their developments, though different in name when they come forth, are referred to as the mysterious. And mysterious yet again, the gateway to all wonders..."

The instant this voice sounded, it was as if a bell chimed in Shen Luo’s heart, as if unlocking a door of fetters. In the depths of his being, he experienced a profound moment of sudden enlightenment.

In a flash, the meridians throughout his body lit up with light, his eyes reflecting an unusual brilliance. All kinds of things that he had just been contemplating appeared before his eyes like a revolving lantern, beginning to flicker one after another.

At the same time, inside his body, the Huangting Technique once again started operating on its own.

This time, a feeling unlike any before enveloped Shen Luo’s heart, and he finally understood:, "The words resounding in his ears were not from an external source, but were the missing general outline of the Huangting Sutra."

Although Shen Luo had cultivated the Yellow Court Sutra with his astonishing talent and had always proceeded smoothly, an infusion of understanding like today was unprecedented.

Now, with the guidance of the general outline, Shen Luo’s comprehension of the Huangting Technique deepened significantly.

With a thought, he began to operate the Huangting Divine Power with his newfound understanding. Immediately, spiritual energy from the surrounding heaven and earth began to converge towards him ceaselessly, flooding into his body.

The moment the spiritual energy filled his body, Shen Luo felt a slight surprise. He suddenly realized that the Taiyi Realm bottleneck he had already sensed was no longer perceivable.

Yet what surprised him even more was that his cultivation level had not changed; he was still in the Late True Immortal Stage and had not broken through to a new realm.

"Could it be..."

After pondering for a moment, Shen Luo realized that it wasn’t that his breakthrough bottleneck had disappeared, but that at the moment he acquired the general outline of the Yellow Court Sutra, that breakthrough threshold had been invisibly raised.

This also meant that the threshold for him to step into the Taiyi Realm had become even higher.

As to whether this was good or bad, Shen Luo did not yet know. He did not have the luxury to concern himself with it at the moment and, after a brief distraction, refocused all his thoughts and began to cultivate wholeheartedly.

As he recited the seventy-two phrases again, Shen Luo felt every pore of his body open up, starting to condense the Heaven and Earth Aura into threads as thin as hairs, absorbing them into his body.

At that moment, the power of his divine soul surged rapidly, and two dazzling beams of golden light burst forth from his eyes. Shadows of plants and shapes of wild beasts emerged one after another, surrounding his body.

With his eyes flickering with light, Shen Luo stared at the visions of all things, and the threads of Heaven and Earth Aura extending from his pores began to slowly twitch, drawing in the light shadow of a Rain Swallow in flight, slowly merging with his body.

The next instant, the light around Shen Luo’s body converged, his bones "crackling" loudly as his form quickly shrank. Within a burst of light, he transformed into a small and exquisite black Rain Swallow.

Immediately thereafter, as the Rain Swallow spread its wings, a thread drew a sunflower shadow closer and, as it merged inside its body, the Rain Swallow gently landed and turned into a golden sunflower.

Afterward, as the Heaven and Earth Aura continuously drew the myriad shadows of all things into his body, Shen Luo’s form also changed into a variety of birds and beasts and strange flowers and exotic plants amidst waves of light. freёweɓnovel.com

The evolution of the Dao lies in adaptability; the Dao is not permanent, change has no set pattern. If it is said that all ninety-nine can be returned to one, then the eighty-nine changes are infinite.

Only at this moment did Shen Luo finally understand that the inheritance skill of Mount Fangcun he was practicing was none other than the Eight-Nine Profound Art, which was the lost general Chapter of the Yellow Court Sutra, and the Seventy-two Changes that the Bodhi Ancestor would not impart to non-disciples.

With bursts of light flickering on and off Shen Luo’s body, his form transformed again and again, and the light shadows of all things that surfaced around him disappeared one by one.

At the same time, Shen Luo also noticed that the aura on his body was also getting stronger with each change. The previously somewhat blurry bottleneck had once again become distinctly perceptible.

Time trickled away, and in the blink of an eye, three days and nights had passed.

Outside the Tree Hole, the Man in Black Cloak stood motionless outside of the area with his eyebrows tightly knitted and an ominous expression on his face.

Although Bai Ling was not bound anymore and was squatting next to a Giant stone, she also did not dare to let out a breath, much less harbor any thoughts of escaping.

She was acutely aware that the person in front of her was far too strong for her, and with a single finger, he could easily crush her to death.

Seeing that Shen Luo hadn’t come out after such a long time, Bai Ling couldn’t help but feel some worry.

One, she was worried that something had happened to Shen Luo in the cave; two, she feared he might never come out, angering the Evil and Ferocious Deity before her, and she would certainly be the one used to vent his anger.

"Could it be that I overestimated him? Could he have already died inside?" the Man in Black Cloak muttered to himself, looking down.

After speaking, he turned his head towards Bai Ling, hesitating over whether or not to continue waiting.

Bai Ling was glanced at by him, and immediately, her body shivered, and cold sweat began to trickle down her forehead.

The Man in Black Cloak pondered for a moment, then began walking slowly toward Bai Ling. Seeing this, Bai Ling shook uncontrollably, not knowing whether she was scared out of her wits or resigned to her fate, as if she were glued to the Giant stone and unable to move an inch.

The man stopped in front of Bai Ling, looked her up and down, and suddenly lifted his hand as if to strike her.

Bai Ling’s face turned ashen, she raised her hands subconsciously to shield herself, opened her mouth to shout, but couldn’t utter a single word.