384 Being Grounded for Cultivation II (2/2)

Ning Que was still sitting cross-legged. He spread out his hands on his knees. A light yellow Fu paper appeared in his left hand, falling apart slowly and releasing the talisman intent into the air. There was nothing in his right hand, but the light of the oil lamp changed slightly.

The auras between his two hands are different from each other. On the left hand, it is the Qi of Heaven and Earth that condensed by the Fu paper. And on the right hand, it is the overflowing Great Spirit.

He looked at the two invisible auras closely in front of him, using his strong Psyche Power to carefully touch every single detail in the aura and wondered if he could discover something from it.

Although the Qi of Heaven and Earth over his left hand and the Great Spirit over his right hand were both like invisible air, he could still tell them apart by using the perception of Psyche Power.

Ning Que had read the two books and ruminated and practiced consistently since he had been grounded. Ning Que was now able to tell the auras apart, which looked the same but still had slight differences. However, he still could not find a way to unify the auras with different forms into the same, or even a similar status. He barely had any clue in this aspect.

According to the concepts in the book, the original aura inside cultivators of the Devil's Doctrine, as well as the Great Spirit inside him, was all a kind of Qi of Heaven and Earth. If he could learn the original status through the current status, then he would be able to change the Great Spirit into the original form so as to break the inhibition in this cliff cave.

However, he was still far from reaching that level, let alone learning the specific skills.

He remembered that, on the day when he was challenged by Monk Guan Hai, he had found a way of using the Great Spirit with talisman after quite a while of thinking by the lake under Yanming Mountain, which worked effectively. The disorder of the Primordial Qi caused by talisman could be utilized to cover the aura of the Great Spirit effectively. However, Grand Cultivators could always see through the skill.

As the core disciple of the Headmaster of the Academy and a student from the Second floor of the Academy, he probably would not die immediately even if someone realized that he had joined the Devil. But what if he was seen through by other existences?

Sitting on the futon deep inside the cliff cave, Ning Que looked at the two auras in his hands and fell into a long period of thinking. Although he still looked calm, he felt terrified.

Sangsang came back from the hut at the edge of the cliff, found a dry place, and fell deeply asleep. Ning Que walked over to her, looked at her small dusky face for a long time, and tucked her in. Then he turned and walked deeper into the cliff cave.

He had been focused on answering questions these days and almost had forgotten the cliff cave. He decided to forget the confusion at the moment and started roaming.

The cliff cave was not big. The gate as tall as two people, entering which led to a small space. The wall was not very smooth and did not have any rocks on it. It could not be more normal. Continuing to explore deeper, there were two long caves on both sides.

These two caves were relatively narrow, and they reached the end within only around ten steps. There was tough granite all over the walls at the end of the caves, providing no chance for them to go any further.

Holding the oil lamp, Ning Que looked toward the wall. There were numerous fine cut-marks, which were more likely caused by sharp metal rather than having been naturally formed.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

In the deepest place of the Tianqi Mountains in the Far North of the Wilderness, in the palace of the Devil's Doctrine, he once saw the sword marks on the wall left by his Youngest Uncle. It was the sword mark that had helped him understand what the Great Spirit truly was. He inherited the Youngest Uncle's skills and that was why he was able to beat Master Lotus.

During the three years of the Youngest Uncle's imprisonment, he must have been extremely bored, as no colleagues had ever visited him. Was it possible that it was he who had made these two caves with a sword?

If that was true, then would these marks contain some aura with some special meanings, just like the sword marks he had seen in the Devil's Doctrine?

Holding the oil lamp, Ning Que stood in front of these cut marks, feeling more excited.

He went to grab a wooden stick and carried the oil lamp to the entrance of the narrow cave. Under the dim light, he started to carefully check the small wave-like marks on the wall.

No matter if he was right or not, it deserved to be tried.

He looked at it for a fairly long time, but still did not find any aura in those cut marks or any rules of those lines. But he did not give up. He put his hands on the wall after a while of silence, slowing touching the wall and feeling the roughness of it.

From the entrance of the cave to the bottom of the cave, from the ground to the top of the wall, he closely examined every cut mark for the entire night. A new day had come. He was exhausted but showed no sign of giving up.

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