Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 1453 - 793 Tai Xu Diagram

Until he returned to the Elder’s Residence, Elder Master Xun remained somewhat distracted.

Disciples with good Spiritual Root talent are rare, but not nonexistent.

Especially within the great families and the great sects, every generation has a few disciples with Superior-Grade Spirit Roots.

He has even seen, within his lifetime, the legendary, scarcely seen Heavenly Spirit Root.

However, disciples with good talent in Divine Thought are truly hard to encounter.

The talent in Divine Thought doesn’t show itself obviously, and is usually undetectable.

Moreover, there’s no "Divine Sense Cultivation" method in the cultivation world; the inheritance of the Divine Way is scarce, and some disciples with Divine Thought talent, unaware of how to cultivate their Sea of Consciousness and train their Divine Sense, often waste their gifts without realizing it.

And even if they cultivate, the path is difficult.

The path of Divine Thought is ethereal and mysterious, full of unforeseen dangers.

If one cultivates Divine Thought, all abilities will focus on Divine Sense, leading to extreme imbalance and serious drawbacks. freēnovelkiss.com

Even with this talent, few cultivators choose this path.

Thus, disciples with good Divine Thought talent are hard to discover, cultivate, and help to grow.

So far, the only disciple he has seen with extraordinary Divine Thought talent is Mo Hua.

But Mo Hua’s situation is quite unique.

It’s beyond the question of good or bad talent.

At his realm, with his Divine Sense, he’s reached a point that is "against the heavens," exceeding the understanding of ordinary cultivators, and even beyond what this Heaven Void Ancestor knows.

Elder Master Xun drew a slight breath of cold air.

At the same time, he became more convinced of his previous suspicion:

"That person intends for this disciple to take the path of ’Divine Sense Proving the Dao’!"

Elder Master Xun felt a sense of wonder.

For a Loose Cultivator to embark on such a solitary, obscure, treacherous, scarce path with an unknown future...

It is truly whimsical.

The courage is indeed great!

Nevertheless, it indeed seems like something that person would do.

Moreover...

Elder Master Xun thought of Mo Hua, thought of his Nineteen Patterns of Divine Sense, and felt a slight tremor in his heart.

He actually managed to make it!

Mo Hua is still during Foundation Establishment and yet has such profound Divine Sense, and with time, as his Divine Thought is further refined, the future is unimaginable...

While Divine Sense is difficult to cultivate, difficult to practice, and with obscure methods, its use is peculiar.

But this is only true for ordinary cultivators.

If one can really "leave others far behind" on the Path of Divine Sense, achieving great mastery in Divine Thought, that would be the truly terrifying "monster."

Elder Master Xun’s eyes slightly contracted, and a name floated up in his mind.

"The Trickster Taoist..."

This name is a taboo in both righteous and evil paths.

This person is also the first, and possibly the only Evil Monster in the Demon Sect, to have been awarded the title ’Taoist’ with a Feather Transformation Realm cultivation.

This "Trickster Taoist" walks the path of Divine Thought, his realm mysterious and inscrutable.

Although he is now only in Feather Transformation, he is already elusive and strikes terror in all who hear his name.

Many powerful beings want him dead, but none know how to make a move against him.

If in the future he breaks through to Heaven Void, who knows how he might die...

Moreover, Elder Master Xun always has a foreboding sense.

With the Trickster Taoist’s wit and cunning, the day he achieves Feather Transformation and breaks through the void is not far off...

And then, who knows what heaven-defying disaster will unfold.

"So many calamities..."

Elder Master Xun sighed deeply.

He then lifted his head, gazing through the floating clouds and white mist of Taixu Mountain, looking towards the sky over the Qianxue state boundary, and sighed in his heart.

Setting aside the matters of the Trickster Taoist for now.

The disasters in the Qianxue state boundary today might also be no small matter...

...

Mo Hua rested for a day, and his body was no longer in distress.

His problems lay mainly on the level of Divine Sense.

The gentle and beautiful Third Grade Pill Master, Elder Murong, checked Mo Hua’s meridians, smoothed his Spiritual Power and bloodline, massaged the acupoints on his back and forehead, and then gently said:

"I will give you some pills for activating blood circulation, dissipating bruises, calming the mind, and concentrating. Take them every morning, and if you feel any discomfort in your body afterward, remember to see me again."

Mo Hua moved his arm and indeed felt much more at ease, so he happily said:

"Thank you, Elder Murong."

Elder Murong smiled and nodded as well.

Mo Hua gave a bow and then left the Pill Room.

After returning to the Disciple’s Residence.

Mo Hua meditated for a while, then eagerly took out the Contemplation Map that Elder Master Xun had given him—not given, but temporarily "loaned."

The Contemplation Map was placed in a jade box, the paper old and somewhat wrinkled, giving the appearance of ancient relics.

Mo Hua stretched out his palm, gently stroking the Contemplation Map, vaguely feeling the ancient aura condensed over time.

However, he did not rush to open it, but first followed Elder Master Xun’s instructions to bathe, calm his mind, and then ignite a stick of top-grade Calming Incense.

The Calming Incense was placed in the incense burner.

The flame flickered, and wisps of white smoke rose up, transforming into a fragrant and tranquil aroma, slowly drifting through the room.

Mo Hua took a breath of it, indeed feeling refreshed in mind and soul, his thoughts clear.

"What Elder Master Xun gave me is indeed good stuff, though I wonder how many Spirit Stones it costs; it probably isn’t cheap..."

In the ethereal smoke of the Calming Incense, Mo Hua again sat in meditation for a while before he respectfully unrolled the "clean" Contemplation Map, preserved for many years by the Taixu Gate and gifted to him by Elder Master Xun.

On the drawing.

He was greeted with a view of lush green mountains.

The mountains were ancient and verdant, with greenery tinged with deep ink hues, exuding an air of archaic charm.

Amidst the mountain forests lay ancient, majestic Taoist temple courtyards.

The palace buildings and towers stood tall layer by layer, cloaked among the mountains, forming an integral whole with the ancient mountain range, having weathered countless storms and endured numerous vicissitudes.

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