Chapter 393 (2/2)
Maybe it had stagnated for a long time, for the Great Spirit started to seethe and swirl in a rush as it accelerated, completely disregarding Ning Que's Psyche Power.
As a result, the cyclone inside him began to wildly twist and turn. The once shallow pool was about to roar and engulf him in wind and rain.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth in the cave was summoned from everywhere and rushed into his body.
Ning Que clearly noticed what was happening, and he couldn't help feeling shocked. He thought, ”I might die if I absorb so much Qi at once, just like the disciples picked by the Devil's Doctrine, who so often die at the beginning of their cultivation.”
For a moment, he intended to forcibly stop the cyclone.
In the end, though, he chose to do nothing. He didn't know whether it was because he doubted his capacity to stop it, or if he was willing to risk his life for a glimpse of freedom.
Feeling the Qi of Heaven and Earth rus.h.i.+ng into his body, Ning Que turned pale and trembled, but he continued to sit st.u.r.dily upon the ground without moving an inch.
The breeze that blew between the cliffs seemed to realize what was happening in the cave, as it all rushed through the cliffs and blew into the cave with the force and might of a hurricane.
Sangsang was holding on to the wall of the cave as she barely held herself steady. She was worriedly looking inside, and wanted to wake up Ning Que, but she couldn't even open her mouth in the strong wind.
Ning Que sat in the cave with his eyes closed and focused on the Great Spirit inside him. He had no idea what was happening around him as his clothes were blown about like a flag in the wilderness.
The wind was screaming inside the cave as it blew away all the debris from the stuff that he had broken. They were blown around him, circling him in the air and pulverized into smaller pieces as they crashed the wall.
Even though the wall of the cave looked pretty solid, the outer layer was still smashed heavily and fell apart under an attack like this.
Four words were gradually revealed on one of the walls.
The Qi of Heaven and Earth around the cliffs rushed into the cave with the wind and injected itself into Ning Que's body. It overflowed through all his acupoints of the Mountain of Snow and Ocean of Qi, then ran haywire over his entire body. It gradually forced itself into every corner of his body.
Ning Que felt his body expanding like a full wine bag. He could even feel every single hair and eyelash on his face overflowing with the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
The cyclone within his abdomen grew bigger and bigger as it rotated faster and faster as well, which made him feel like he was going to be torn apart alive.
He knew he would die if he let it go on like this, yet he never stopped. He was just murmuring the four words in his heart as he waited for the final moment to come.
At the fleeting moment when the Qi that filled up his body was about to wound him, he curbed his nausea and the unreal but horrible pain caused by the shock to his sense of perception, then forced his Psyche Power to land upon the cyclone with his impressive willpower.
In his eagerness to cultivate, he had been meditating over the course of many years. He meditated while sleeping. He meditated while thinking. He meditated while writing. He meditated while taking care of Sangsang. No matter when or where he was, if he could, he would meditate.
He had far greater perseverance and desire than others. As a result, his persistence gave him far more plentiful Psyche Power after he finally broke through into the cultivation world.
Therefore, when the Qi of Heaven and Earth injected itself into his sense of perception, took over his head, and drove away nearly all the Psyche Power he had acc.u.mulated, he could still retain his clarity till the very last moment.
As soon as his Psyche Power touched the cyclone, he was. .h.i.t by a flash of inspiration.
It woke him up immediately.
He thought of the simple aura left by the Headmaster in the cave.
That was the one which summoned the Qi of Heaven and Earth from the cliffs and compressed it into a turbid ocean, isolating the cave from the outside.
Since the Qi of Heaven and Earth in front of him could be compressed, the Qi inside him could too.
Memories of the three months of being imprisoned flashed before his eyes.
The inhibition of the cave, the Qi ocean, the book named Origin on Primordial Qi of Nature in which was recorded the method of Qi Refres.h.i.+ng, the other book with no name in which was recorded the No-Boundary Spirit of the Academy, the various kinds of Qi of Heaven and Earth—all of these memories were b.u.mped together, a.s.sembled, split and reformed.
If it wanted to break free, then he would let it break free.
Ning Que stopped being worried about whether he might get torn apart and paid no attention to nausea and the pain. He calmly watched the cyclone inside him, leaving it free to rotate and expand at a high speed.
Then the very moment he waited for came.
The mighty Qi of Heaven and Earth took over Ning Que's body.
However, a fantastic picture appeared.
The cyclone of the Great Spirit, which had expanded to the limit and was about to break through s.p.a.ce, seemed to thin out at the edges because of its extreme expansion. Although it was soon refilled with more Qi of Heaven and Earth, the cyclone still trembled as it could no longer resist the gravitational pull at the center of the vortex.
Therefore the cyclone began to shrink.
It was shrinking slowly at first, but it soon sped up. In a twinkle, the size of the cyclone was reduced by half.
This was no longer shrinkage. This was a collapse.
The mighty cyclone of the Great Spirit collapsed into its own center as it became a dark little spot.
The Great Spirit inside him left his bones, nails, hair, and eyelashes as it was all injected into that one tiny dot.
It was completely silent in the void, with no sound and no movement.
It was floating in the center of the void like a crystal drop of water.
The drop was uncolored, crystal and pure as water.
Ning Que stared at the waterdrop, his mind becoming calm.
The crystal waterdrop began to s.h.i.+ne with a golden light.
It was extremely beautiful.
Each of the beams of the light contained the Great Spirit, and it radiated over his body, moistening every dry piece inside him like the spring rain.
The cliff cave calmed down once again.
There was no more storm of the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
The wind that blew through the cliffs stilled.
The debris of the chair and pots fell to the ground.
Only the petals of the wildflowers plucked by Sangsang were light enough to continue dancing in the air with the breeze around Ning Que, like many kaleidoscopes of b.u.t.terflies.
Ning Que opened his eyes.
The petals fell over him.
It was a mess inside the cave.
Ning Que picked off the petals on his shoulders and walked over to the peeling wall.
There were four words on the wall, sharp like knives and standing proud.
They were inscribed by his Youngest Uncle when he had been imprisoned in this cave years ago, but somehow it had been covered over by moss and grime.
Ning Que had said these four words before he decided to do this.
Now, he watched the characters on the wall and thought of how he had felt when he said them. He had finally figured out the key to breaking the inhibition.
He had always been short of the last piece. It was not about the Qi of Heaven and Earth or the Great Spirit. It was about the stubbornness to seek freedom against G.o.d.
He looked at the wall and couldn't help laughing happily. It reminded him of his Youngest Uncle, who was just as stubborn as him years ago.
He walked out of the cave and hugged Sangsang gently.
Then he moved toward the cliff and looked over the clouds, to the deep valleys and the blue sky above them. He held his hands behind his waist and shouted loudly, ”Screw all of you!”
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