"Is this... the telekinesis technique?" Shen Qingmang suddenly remembered that the Wuya Sect also had a movement spell that could achieve the level of teleportation, but he had never used it before and didn't know what the effect was.
The Taichu sect has three ways of activating magic. The first is to use the mind. She and An Yanxiang both used this method when they were fighting just now. After all, shouting out moves before fighting is a scene that only appears in middle school battle anime. In a fierce battle, saying one more word may allow the opponent to seize the flaw.
The second type relies on specific words to activate. These spells fall into two categories. One type is high-level, consuming significant spiritual energy, requiring both thought and speech to activate. The other type is extremely damaging, posing a life-threatening threat. These are known as forbidden spells. Legend has it that during the ancient turmoil in the world of immortal cultivation, cultivators frequently practiced forbidden and sorcerous techniques. The founder of the Taichu sect, the Immortal Lord Taiyi, sealed away seventy-two forbidden spells, imposing verbal restrictions that required chanting incantations to activate them, and inflicting a soul-burning burn. This increased the difficulty of performing forbidden spells while also providing a warning to cultivators caught in the crossfire, leaving them open to escape.
Soul-searching is a forbidden technique. It can help cultivators with injured souls to repair their souls, but once it is used on cultivators with intact souls, it will destroy their spirits and make them mentally confused. Therefore, one must recite the mantra "The soul has no escape. The soul returns! No distance is too far" to activate it.
The third type can be activated by both thought and speech, with the words complementing the technique and enhancing its power. For example, when Shen Qingmang arranged the formation to help Gu Suihan build his foundation, he used a specific incantation to enhance the power of the Five Elements Spirit Gathering Formation. There's no fixed set of words to activate this type of technique; there are many to choose from, and you can even create your own.
Shen Qingmang couldn't be sure what kind of magic the Heart-Chi Technique was, or how she had performed it just now, but what she could be sure of was that she had left her eldest disciple on Wuwei Peak!
She wanted to go back quickly to find someone, but Si Rong grabbed her sleeve.
"Master, you are finally back. Ah Rong is so nervous. Can you stay by my side under the altar?"
"Isn't your dad here? Why are you so nervous?"
"He just said that it doesn't matter if I can't dance well, he just doesn't believe me! I don't want to talk to him!" Si Rong glared in the direction of Master Yiqing. Shen Qingmang looked at him. The other party stretched out his hand and bowed to her with a bright smile on his face, showing the helplessness of a father facing his adolescent daughter to the fullest.
Shen Qingmang touched Si Rong's head and said gently, "I will bring your senior brother back first, and then I will accompany you, okay?"
"Why didn't the eldest senior brother come back with the master? Didn't he go to look for you?" Si Rong asked puzzledly.
"Well..." Shen Qingmang looked a little embarrassed. Zhong Yingshao hurried over. "Why are you still here? It's time to go on stage, Si Rong."
Si Rong looked at Shen Qingmang pitifully. Shen Qingmang said, "Master will be back soon," and silently said in her heart that she would go to Wuwei Peak to find Gu Suihan. But the next second, she was still there, staring at Si Rong.
Heart-racing technique, heart-racing… In a flash, Shen Qingmang finally remembered the formula. "My heart races across thousands of miles, and one day feels like three autumns."
She returned to Wuwei Peak, but Gu Sui Han was no longer there. Wuwei Peak was silent. She searched for him for a long time but could not find him. Shi Mingli sent a message to ask her to return quickly because the ceremony was about to begin and she, as the peak master, could not be absent. Shen Qingmang then remembered that she could send a message to Gu Sui Han, and he quickly replied that he was on his way to Wendao Peak. She felt relieved and teleported back to Wendao Peak.
However, she was not the only peak master absent at this time. An Yanxiang was still sitting in the main hall, without even brushing off the chalk dust on his Taoist robe, like a quiet stone statue.
It wasn't until someone stepped into the hall that he looked over and curled his lips. "Oh, rare guest, Senior Brother Jinyan."
Shi Mingli looked down at him, but didn't approach. "Fengchun, the ceremony is about to begin. You should return to Wendao Peak."
An Yanxiang remained motionless, only saying, "Brother, what level has your Hongmeng Spiritual Scripture reached?"
Shi Mingli did not answer.
"Brother, have you also abandoned your old feelings when you reached the state of spiritual enlightenment?" He kept on asking.
Shi Mingli's eyes were indifferent. "What does it have to do with you?"
"Heh." An Yanxiang propped himself up on the ground, wobbling to his feet and stepping forward. "Your personality is becoming more and more like hers. Did you know that when she achieved spiritual enlightenment, she abandoned everything?"
"What's it to you?"
"Is it nothing to do with me?" An Yanxiang smiled sweetly, her voice soft. "Let me tell you a secret, Brother Shi. Two hundred years ago, I confessed my love to her."
Shi Mingli's eyelids twitched slightly, and An Yanxiang noticed it and smiled even sweeter. "Guess, she's been in seclusion for two hundred years. Was it to avoid you or me?"
"Then guess, she chose to give up everything, is it to sever the entanglement with you, or with me?" Shi Mingli lowered his head slightly and asked expressionlessly.
An instant later, an icy-blue light suddenly erupted from the hall, followed by flames. Ice and fire clashed in an inseparable struggle.
Shen Qingmang looked up at Si Rong who was stepping onto the altar. His right eyelid twitched so much that he had to reach out and hold it down.
Why hasn't the eldest disciple returned yet? An Yanxiang isn't here either. How traumatized has he been? He's absent from such an important event. Isn't he afraid of being removed from his position as Peak Master?
"The first month of summer is the middle lü of the musical scale."
The disciples of Wuyin Peak sang an elegant hymn in unison, and Si Rong danced gracefully, muttering "One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four."
This was the beat her master had taught her, corresponding to the rhythm of the music, dividing the dance steps into several parts to make it easier for her to remember.
She leaped onto the platform step by step, the hem of her fiery red dress blooming like a trumpet creeper, her tender white feet appearing and disappearing from time to time, and wherever she passed, sparkling red fire cloud patterns were imprinted on the stone steps.
The fire in the main hall atop Wuwei Peak was also blazing fiercely. Ice walls rose and collapsed one after another.
"The god is Zhurong, with a red chariot and a red horse."
Shen Qingmang stared at Si Rong's feet, ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time. Behind her, Hao Xin licked his lips, his eyes reflecting the fiery figure.
The hymns became louder and louder, and Si Rong's dance steps became faster and faster. Finally, she reached the most critical step and was about to step onto the top of the altar.
Si Rong looked up at the scorching sun, tears welling up in her eyes, but her dance steps remained steady.
Master repeatedly emphasized to her that she must stretch her legs and imagine herself as a deer in the forest, leaping lightly onto the platform.
She pursed her red lips and jumped forward with a solemn expression.
The main hall of Wuwei Peak collapsed at this moment.
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