SWDnovel Chapter 2623 Emulsification? A stroke of luck! (1st update to congratulate the adorable protagonist
Chapter 2623 Emulsification? A stroke of luck! (1st update to congratulate the adorable protagonist
Chapter 2623 Emulsification? A stroke of luck! (First update to celebrate Mengzhu Yingyue)
Around Taiyuanhai, there were many onlookers who couldn't get in—such a grand occasion, even just watching from afar was considered a participation.
Everyone was amazed and shocked to see that a Nascent Soul level dojo could react so strongly to a True Venerable.
Such treatment is practically unprecedented, isn't it?
Inside the Taiyuan Sea, clouds and mist swirl around, creating a world that stretches as far as the eye can see.
In the mist, small islands float in and out of sight, like a fairyland.
After the two entered the Taiyuan Sea, a seven-colored arched bridge appeared out of thin air and stretched out to their feet.
Immediately afterwards, a calm and steady voice slowly rang out.
"With the arrival of the host and protectors of the Dao, the 6,977th Dao discussion at the Taiyuan Dao Temple officially begins."
The voice wasn't very loud or particularly booming, but it was so clear that it could be heard from a great distance.
Upon hearing this, most people were slightly surprised—there have been nearly seven thousand debates already, how come we didn't know?
Qu Jianlei and Han Li were surprised by the voice... it wasn't that woman's voice!
But it's understandable. After all, spirits aren't distinguished by gender. As long as this one is happy.
The two people and the spider walked across the rainbow bridge, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, while pretending to chat casually.
“So it was just the two characters Taiyuan,” Qu Jianlei said casually. “Indeed, it’s an endless sea of clouds.”
"I've actually become a protector," Han Li said, half-jokingly and half-seriously. "Doesn't that make me your senior?"
At this moment, dozens of Grand Venerables and nearly ten thousand Nascent Soul cultivators all paid their respects to the two of them.
These two are usually incredibly daring, but even they struggled under this kind of pressure and had to find some lighthearted topics to discuss.
"There is no order of precedence in learning the Way," Qu Jianlei replied casually. "Is this small island a small world?"
"Maybe not..." Han Li stopped mid-sentence. In any case, it was really inappropriate to court death at this moment.
"Those nine large islands seem to be of some interest."
As they spoke, the two followed the rainbow bridge to a small island, which was not very large, with an area of about 10,000 square kilometers.
The island isn't large, but it's located at a relatively high altitude; the other islands that are partially obscured by clouds and mist are located at a slightly lower altitude.
At the very front are nine relatively large islands, which are the lowest in the area, but it's clear that these are the VIP seats.
On one island lived Qingning and her husband, along with some attendants; on the other islands, there were Baiqiao and others.
Qu Jianlei disliked formalities, so he found a platform, sat cross-legged, and was about to start speaking.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they sat down, a powerful spiritual energy rose from the stone platform, along with countless rules that emerged.
Qu Jianlei could withstand a small amount of spiritual energy, but the numerous rules brought endless mysteries...
It possesses vastness, antiquity, grandeur and subtlety, profundity and mystery, and an irrepressible myriad of emotions and desires...
"Wow...that's amazing," Qu Jianlei couldn't help but purse his lips. "It seems this seat is really not for just anyone."
He did not believe that Ling Yun was plotting against him.
It's obvious without even thinking that to open an altar and preach the Dharma in a demigod-level dojo, you need to have some real strength... do you even deserve it?
Upon seeing this, Baiqiao, Youjian, and other Lingyun True Venerables exchanged glances—how long would it take him to adapt?
However, in just a few breaths, Qu Jianlei realized that this was not the temple making things difficult for him, but rather a gesture of goodwill.
These surging rules and spiritual energy can greatly enhance the discourse of those who expound the Dao.
For the Divided God King, this was probably only a minor supplement.
However, if it were an ordinary True Venerable, they would first need to be able to withstand such immense pressure.
"You really can't be narrow-minded," Qu Jianlei muttered subconsciously.
Then he silently circulated his internal energy, trying to coexist with these complex rules.
He did not forcefully reject or absorb these rules, because his intuition told him that it was almost impossible.
With so much attention on him, he didn't even have the chance to try—failure wouldn't just be embarrassing, it would be a major social disaster.
At this moment, Qu Jianlei only wanted to become invisible, so that the rules would ignore his existence.
However, this is still not easy, just like oil and water are hard to mix unless... there is an emulsifier!
"This is... sigh," he sighed inwardly, realizing he had been too careless.
Lingyun Sect didn't give any prior warning, perhaps because they were looking forward to a good show, but at this moment, Qu Jianlei really didn't blame them.
This position was never supposed to be comfortable, but he didn't realize that it was his own fault.
The fact that Ling Yun didn't offer a reminder might have another reason: who would dare to make arbitrary judgments about the length and complexity of a distracted person's abilities?
Qu Jianlei has always believed that if you step into an unfamiliar field without sufficient preparation, you can't blame others for the losses you suffer.
In any case, he first needs to use some methods to integrate into the relevant rules... He might have to reveal some secrets.
The next moment, Elder Youjian suddenly stood up and asked in astonishment, "Creation? Creation?"
Qu Zhenzun exuded a faint aura of creation.
His aura was extremely faint, yet it formed a subtle, almost imperceptible ripple around him, like a thin film of air.
The platform's seemingly chaotic rules, though seemingly random, have indeed proven to be beneficial.
If Youjian still can't tell the difference under these circumstances, he would truly be unworthy of his nearly six thousand years of age.
"As expected..." Even Baiqiao was slightly lost in thought, muttering softly, "What a stroke of luck."
Just as Qu Jianlei thought, Taiyuan Hai had no ill intentions towards the Daoists.
But that spot isn't for just any Tom, Dick, or Harry!
Moreover, this is a Nascent Soul level dojo. Baiqiao has some understanding of it, but not much, and dares not speak recklessly.
For Lingyun True Venerables like Baiqiao, such a change is perfectly normal; it would be abnormal if they could sit down so easily.
As for forcing out the aura of creation from Qu Zhenzun? That can only be described as... an unexpected surprise!
The aura of creation first formed a layer of gas film, then slowly dissolved and merged into the other rules.
This was the "emulsifier" that Qu Jianlei had in mind. There was no other way; in his haste, he really couldn't think of any other solutions.
As the aura of creation was incorporated, the various complex rules gradually began to assimilate.
That's right, it's assimilation, not emulsification; it feels like the magical transformation of "water into oil."
As it assimilated other rules, the aura of creation gradually grew stronger, and more and more people felt it.
This is truly extraordinary; the beneficial effects of the Taoist temple on those discussing the Tao are directly manifested at this moment.
Later on, even some peak Nascent Soul cultivators realized something was wrong.
Although everyone was warned not to make noise upon entering the dojo, they still couldn't contain themselves upon witnessing this scene.
Someone secretly used their divine sense to connect with their companion, "This isn't... this must be a stroke of good fortune, right?"
For the vast majority of Nascent Soul cultivators, and even a very few True Venerables, they have never witnessed the aura of creation.
Therefore, it is understandable to seek verification.
Fortunately, there were quite a few knowledgeable people at the scene. After a brief discussion, everyone basically confirmed that it truly was a product of destiny.
As for why Qu Zhenzun would actively release this aura, most people still don't know, and those who do know don't dare to say.
But without a doubt, some people still exclaimed, "Not many... No wonder he was able to get Ling Yun's support, his potential is truly amazing!"
Fortunately, not long after, the aura of creation stopped assimilating and did not completely transform all the complex rules.
Qu Jianlei had already understood that this was the Daoist temple's own setting—it was only to let him preach, not to let him assimilate!
These remaining rules can maximize the positive effects of preaching; if all of them were transformed, the effect would be diminished.
Even so, he also reaped an unexpected joy—he could preach while enjoying the tempering of his body by nature.
Especially this aura of creation, which originally originated from overflowing from his body, can be considered "domesticated".
Compared to those "wild" natural wonders, it is more effective and allows for faster progress.
Even the spider's eight legs couldn't help but tremble slightly on his shoulder: A feast, a feast!
To be honest, the Great Lord of Divided Spirits wouldn't evoke a similar feeling when he preached.
It's not that they're favoring one over the other, but rather that the True Lord is too powerful and doesn't care about such a reaction—it's practically free tea.
But for the True Venerable, it was a completely different story; it was a genuine opportunity.
Just then, a woman's voice faintly came, a whisper that seemed almost inaudible, "Oh, this time you've taken advantage of me."
She wasn't particularly surprised by the appearance of the aura of creation. As a Nascent Soul Grand Lord, what hadn't she seen?
However, she was certain that the little guy had gained quite a bit of good fortune this time, which was what surprised her.
You dare to take advantage of a shady dojo? That's a rare sight indeed.
Of course, this was just a casual remark; for the vast Taiyuan Sea, the loss was negligible.
Qu Jianlei was speechless. You really can drive anything on the road!
That's what he thought, but he couldn't say it like that. He secretly sent out a divine sense, "Senior Great Spider, that's enough!"
“I understand,” Spider knew perfectly well that he was only able to sneak in and broaden his horizons because Qu Zhenzun had spoken up for him.
It's fine if it takes advantage of others, but if it goes too far, the spirit won't let it off the hook.
What the spider itself needs is not the quantity of the aura of creation, but rather the various insights it gains about creation.
Finally, it couldn't help but say, "You truly are the chosen one!"
“Fortune…” A strange light flickered in True Venerable Xiaoyou’s beautiful eyes. “Indeed, she is the one destined for me!”
"Bear with it!" Han Weizhen, who was beside her, twitched at the corner of his mouth and kept transmitting his divine sense.
"Xiaoyou, can't you be a little more mindful of your image?"
"Is my image... that bad?" Xiaoyou Zhenzun couldn't help but ask back, "My ability to control my facial expressions is alright, isn't it?"
"That depends on who you're dealing with," Han Wei replied expressionlessly. "There are nearly a hundred True Venerables here right now. Can you restrain yourselves?"
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