Zhao Xun: "I rely on theory and science to exorcise evil spirits, so I've read a lot of relevant information.
Now we are in the Dharma-Ending Age, and it is difficult for cultivators to even draw Qi into their bodies, let alone to create mountains and seas with a wave of their sleeves like the legendary cultivators.
However, there are records in ancient books that more than four thousand years ago, there was still spiritual energy in this world. It was only after the arrival of the Dharma Ending Age that the spiritual energy gradually disappeared.
According to legend, the Qingyun Temple was destroyed around 5,000 years ago."
Li Songtian frowned, not believing it. "Didn't they say that all that history was fabricated? How could spiritual energy really exist?"
If a powerful being really existed in this world, how could there be no traces left, not even bones?"
According to the system of cultivating immortals, the body of a powerful being has been tempered by the thunder tribulations of heaven and earth and is stronger than steel. If there really were powerful beings above the Spirit Transformation Stage, how could there not be any trace left?
At least some of the bones, magical tools and so on should be left behind, right?
Taoist Xuanyi was silent for a moment, not wanting to explain for Xia Yiqian, but he still said: "Our Taoist scriptures also record that the heyday of spiritual energy really existed.
It’s just that because of a great change in the world more than four thousand years ago, all things related to cultivators were destroyed.
However, the specific details have not been passed down, and the book only mentions it briefly."
The room fell silent again. If it was true as Xia Yiqian said, then things seemed to have reached a dead end.
Qingyun Temple has truly become a place of death. People who enter will die, and after death, their souls cannot leave. A bunch of souls staying here is like a big poison vat. Sooner or later, something bad will happen.
Melanda looked up at Xia Yiqian and asked curiously, "Why do you know that breaking the formation here requires the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"
Xia Yiqian really couldn't answer this question directly.
She still remembered that Assistant Zhang had told her before she came that she had to disguise herself as a human being in order to live under the spotlight, and if she was exposed she would have to quit the entertainment industry.
Obviously, the truth is that he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and it is very likely that he is a thousand-year-old monster who is about to be forced to retire due to his age.
Xia Yiqian frowned and said seriously, "I figured it out."
Everyone present: ...
Could this answer be any more perfunctory?
"Tsk!" Taoist Xuanyi sneered, his voice tinged with sarcasm. "You're so powerful, why don't you calculate where the center of the formation is?"
Even the most powerful prophet in their Taoist sect can only measure a certain range and cannot give an accurate point such as the "Spirit Transformation Stage".
This little girl is quite shameless.
However, it turned out that Xia Yiqian could be even more brazen than he had imagined.
Xia Yiqian: "Okay."
Everyone present: ???
Xia Yiqian didn't quite understand why Taoist Xuanyi always targeted her, but that didn't mean she had to accept his targeting calmly.
In that case, she would use her strength to make him feel ashamed!
Xia Yiqian walked to Taoist Xuanyi with an expressionless face, raised her hand and placed it in front of him, and her thumb tapped the pads and knuckles of the other four fingers in turn.
A mysterious aura quietly rose around, but no one noticed it.
Taoist Xuanyi frowned as he looked at Xia Yiqian's pale claws reaching out in front of his eyes and grabbing at him.
He reached out to slap that hand, but it was easily dodged by the other party and placed in front of him again.
He glared at Xia Yiqian in anger, "What are you doing?"
Xia Yiqian paused and looked at Taoist Xuanyi with some surprise.
"Ma Qianke, a method of fortune-telling, don't you know it?"
When Taoist Xuanyi heard Xia Yiqian's humiliating words, his face turned red with anger.
"I'm not a divination practitioner, so how could I possibly understand the Ma Qian Ke? Are you trying to humiliate me?"
He had heard of the name "Ma Qian Ke", but he was not good at fortune-telling, so when someone stretched out their hand in front of him and pointed back and forth, his first reaction would not be that the other person was fortune-telling.
What this little girl did was clearly an attempt to bully him!
Xia Yiqian confirmed that the other party really didn't know, and she was even more surprised, with a dazed look on her face.
How is that possible? Isn't this one of the most basic skills for people of the Dao Sect? How could he not know it?
She deliberately stretched out her hand in front of the old man, just to let him see how accurate her calculations were, think carefully about his own level, and stop causing trouble for her.
It turns out that the other party doesn’t know!
Xia Yiqian's face showed a trace of grief. She sighed and said with regret, "Has the Dao sect declined to this extent now? They don't even learn the most basic things?"
Taoist Xuanyi naturally didn't think that the strange woman in front of him could really do the pre-class lessons. He just thought that she was deliberately humiliating him, and his impression of Xia Yiqian became even worse.
He pulled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile, and looked at Xia Yiqian with a sharp look in his eyes, "Since Fellow Daoist Xia is so powerful, let's calculate the location of the center of the formation as soon as possible.
Let me, the old Taoist, broaden my horizons!"
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