"Thank you." Qi Shanqing turned around and thanked Jiang Si again.
As she spoke, she pulled an ancient book from her bosom. The book was yellowed and the cover was so blurry that nothing could be seen.
"Several hundred years ago, someone gave me this book, saying that someone would save me from my suffering in the future, and if I met that person, I should give it to him." Qi Shanqing handed the ancient book to Jiang Si: "You left too quickly back then, and I didn't have time to give it to you."
"Now it has been returned to its rightful owner."
Jiang Si was completely confused.
Who is this great master who could foresee events hundreds of years in the future?
"This book has been with me for hundreds of years. To be honest, I've studied it, but it's a wordless book. I've tried every method but haven't been able to get a grip on it." Qi Shanqing didn't hide anything, after all, this book wasn't sealed properly and could be opened with a gust of wind.
Then, inside were sheets of white paper.
Jiang Si opened it, “…”
Very well, when she opened it, it was also a blank sheet of paper.
"Is the person who gave it to you really not playing a trick on me?" Jiang Si asked seriously.
Qi Shanqing pursed her lips, indeed with a hint of teasing.
“When I was traveling, I encountered a vicious demon. When I was trying to subdue him, I was caught in a trap. It was this person who came out and saved my life in time.” Qi Shanqing recalled the scene. “He had an ordinary appearance, but an extraordinary temperament. Perhaps he was disguised. He originally just wanted to save my life, but when he saw me, he said that I would have a great destiny and gave me this book, instructing me to give it to the person who saved me from my suffering.”
Jiang Si couldn't figure out who it was.
"Alright, I'll go back and take a look." Jiang Si accepted it; perhaps it really would be useful.
That evening, Li Jianshan and Guan Qingchen came to see Jiang Si, who was still studying the book.
She tried various methods, such as lighting fire, but none of them worked.
Li Jianshan asked, "Master, what are you doing?"
"Let's see what kind of book this is." Jiang Si even suspected that someone was playing a trick on her.
Li Jianshan took it, looked it over, but didn't find anything special about it; it was just a series of blank sheets of paper.
It's quite remarkable that it's been preserved in such good condition despite its age.
Guan Qingchen also leaned over, and upon hearing that it was specially given to Jiang Si by someone hundreds of years ago, combined with her own experience in filming, she asked, "Could it be that Master needs to drip his blood to acknowledge its master?"
"..."
"..."
Otherwise, why would people say that filming is a way to experience life?
"I think you're right." Li Jianshan gave a thumbs up.
As Jiang Si looked at the book, she actually had some strange feelings in her heart.
As if by some strange twist of fate, Jiang Si listened to Guan Qingchen's words and dripped a drop of blood into it. Instantly, golden light shone everywhere. If they hadn't had the lights on, it would have been quite a spectacle.
The blood seemed to have a life of its own, flowing around the book's pages.
The book, which was originally quite thick, became thinner, and the words gradually became visible.
The title reads: To my beloved daughter.
The three of them: "..."
"Written by Fox Lord?" Li Jianshan blurted out.
“If you think about it carefully, it’s impossible.” A vein throbbed on Guan Qingchen’s forehead. “Hundreds of years ago, even the Fox Lord had no idea.”
"So this is your dad?" Li Shan ignored Guan Qingchen.
Jiang Si felt very strange. How could her father still appear after all these years?
Is the heartless man who betrayed her mother finally showing signs of reappearing?
She skimmed through the text, then... she couldn't help but sit down and contemplate life. Did her own father know how difficult this task was?
The two of them also leaned closer to take a look.
The letter roughly stated that a great calamity was about to befall humanity, and only Jiang Si was capable of turning the tide. It was imperative to cultivate according to the mental techniques in this book to the Mahayana realm, and to further cultivate a body that would accumulate great merit for countless lifetimes.
Then comes the admonition to Jiang Si to be filial to her mother, who has suffered greatly and is fortunate that she does not remember him, otherwise her life would have been so miserable.
Finally, there are the methods of cultivating one's mind.
The mental techniques must be extremely profound, because they don't even add up to three pages.
Signed: Your loving father.
"But what about this mental cultivation method?" Li Jianshan asked.
There are only the words "mental method" on it, but nothing else after that.
Guan Qingchen flipped through the pages again, but still found nothing.
"Can't you see it?" Jiang Si asked.
The key points are just below; although they're a little hard to understand, they're still there.
The two shook their heads honestly.
Jiang Si flipped back to the book, her fingers gently stroking it. Was she the only one who could see it?
But that's not the point.
Jiang Si closed her eyes, shut the book, took a deep breath, and forced herself to endure.
Her biological father has said so much, but couldn't he at least tell us who he really is? And what was the reason back then? He's said a lot, but the only useful thing he said was the three pages of the mental cultivation manual.
She couldn't tell her mother, but Qin Zhi could always tell.
She remembered Qin Zhi saying that saving Qi Shanqing would be useful in a critical moment.
Perhaps her rebirth will coincide with a crucial moment.
Jiang Si didn't delay and went to see Qin Zhi with the letter.
Qin Zhi glanced at it and said, "I know that."
Jiang Si: "..."
Why didn't you tell me?
Qin Zhi also felt wronged: "What do you think I'm supposed to tell you? The cultivation technique? I need to get that too, right? Didn't I tell you everything else?"
"..."
That seems to make sense when you think about it.
Qin Zhi also mentioned that his mother had amnesia, and as for his father, no one who saw the letter would actually know who he was.
“I investigated it back then, but there was no news.”
"I only know that he is someone from above, but as for who he is or how he got down here, I have no idea."
Ultimately, the Heavenly Ladder was destroyed because of him.
He blew up the road that his father could use to get down.
"Then you can see the cultivation method?"
"Of course you can." Qin Zhi was puzzled.
"But my two silly apprentices can't see it."
Qin Zhi frowned. "Only the two of us can see it?"
This is not a very good thing.
The fact that only they can see it means that this mental technique is very important, so important that even though it is very difficult to understand, it cannot be seen by others.
Unable to understand the problem, the two had to put it aside for the time being.
They all knew that disaster was imminent. The only thing their father was of any use was that he had left behind a mental cultivation technique.
The inner workings of this method are infinitely profound and require time to fully comprehend.
The two exchanged a silent glance, and Qin Zhi lit a fire between his fingers, burning the book to ashes.
Just because you can't understand it now doesn't mean you can't understand it in the future. If this falls into the hands of someone with ill intentions, it will be a great calamity.
Both of them had exceptional memories; they memorized everything after reading it only once.
As the book burned to almost nothing, it transformed into a small jade piece that floated in the air.
Jiang Si reached out, and the jade piece obediently fell into her hand.
It feels cool to the touch and has a warm, lustrous sheen; it is the finest jade.
Jiang Si examined it under the light and said, "There seems to be a character inside." Qin Zhi also looked over and saw that it was probably the ancient seal script character "青" (qīng).
"Could it be his Taoist name?"
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