Night without Borders

Chapter 598 Unveiling the Mystery of Silk Calligraphy
Old Furnace was lost in thought, looking around blankly, wondering where he was.

Why is a figure that shouldn't be there standing in front of me?
Thousands of years are enough to annihilate all the heroes of the world, burying the most powerful figures in the land, leaving nothing behind.

Even in the most glorious eras, and among the most powerful figures who looked down upon the Night Mist Sea, it was difficult to overcome the insurmountable barrier of lifespan.

Old Lu's first reaction was that his own memories and cognition were probably already disordered.

How could it possibly see figures from eight thousand years ago in this era?
The old furnace was quite startled; the inscriptions on its mottled cracks lit up rapidly. Wiping away the dust from its mind, it carefully examined the silver-haired woman in front of it.

It must be true, it's that familiar, stunningly beautiful face, even the transcendent charm, the elegant angle of the head turned, the curve of the lips, are exactly the same as before.

Old Furnace was in a daze: What day is it tonight? Where am I?
Qin Ming transmitted his voice: "Senior Lu, is what you said true?"

He needs to redefine the association's origins, which are surprisingly far removed from the present era.

Old Furnace was extremely solemn, and secretly replied, "If there are no surprises, it is her. Eight thousand years ago, at a grand gathering, I saw her from afar."

It is a new artifact spirit, and its ability to trace the past is relatively limited. It is already quite remarkable that it was able to discover this figure from the chaotic and fragmented memories.

One thing is certain: the silver-haired woman is an important person.

After all, that grand event back then seemed to be of extremely high status. The creatures that were surrounded by people and greeted by everyone could not be ordinary people.
After learning these secrets, Qin Ming pondered to himself: The chairman is unfathomable.

Old Furnace was in turmoil, feeling utterly lost. Had he become out of touch with the times and outdated? How could a figure from eight thousand years ago have survived to this day?

This was nothing short of groundbreaking, providing a path to survival for many powerful and extraordinary figures throughout history.

Old Furnace was stunned. If that were the case, how regrettable it was that his acquaintances and old friends had passed away, without ever seeing such a trailblazer appear.

When facing the chairman, Qin Ming was very composed, unlike Lao Lu who had so many inner thoughts.

Because he knew that the president in front of him was a blank sheet of paper, with clear eyes and a very pure heart, and was not some extraordinary figure.

However, as time goes by, the girl next door will eventually grow up.

Of course, looking ahead, Qin Ming also felt a sense of urgency, as the guild leader's awakening speed was too fast.

If things continue like this, with the passage of time and the test of time, the president will surely regain his former unparalleled glory.

This situation is forcing Qin Ming to strive, make continuous progress, and forge ahead.

Otherwise, he might be overtaken by the chairman, one of the three leaders under his command, or face a crisis.

Qin Ming wasn't too panicked, because if necessary, he could always put the president in a "peaceful and quiet" state for a while to "cool down."

Old Furnace went through a mental journey: Who am I, where am I, and why did I meet the famous figures from eight thousand years ago?
After a brief silence, it finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Mingzi, how did you meet her?"

Old Furnace even changed his way of addressing them, and covered the two of them with a mist of light, isolating them from the outside world.

Qin Ming calmly replied, "They were brought back."

"?" The old furnace remained silent.

"Really!" Qin Ming emphasized.

The old furnace shook violently, stumbled, and nearly fell into the air.

It was really questioning its existence, feeling like it wasn't in the real world. Could it be that it had dreamt for eight thousand years and returned to the old era where the strongest fought for supremacy?
Qin Ming said, "There are many complicated secrets behind this. I brought her out from a longevity experiment field."

Old Lu was certain that he was not lying.

"What's your relationship now?" Old Lu asked further.

Qin Ming said, "I want her to respect me as her master."

"..." Old Lu really wanted to bang his head to bring him to his senses. How could a person be so reckless?

Qin Ming added, "In principle, there's no problem. She lost to me, but she's not completely convinced yet."

Old Furnace: "

It didn't want to talk anymore; it couldn't catch its breath.

It felt that the world was changing too fast, and wondered if it had been isolated from the world for thousands of years.
After a moment, Old Furnace muttered to himself, "How is this possible? Are you crazy, or am I crazy?"

Qin Ming didn't hide anything and quickly and simply told it part of his experience.

Even so, Lao Lu remained silent for a long time, finding it hard to believe.

Then, it saw Qin Ming step out of the light mist and greet the silver-haired woman with a smile.

"The legendary figures of eight thousand years, standing side by side with Xiao Qin of this era, discussing profound methods, this world... I can't understand it."

As Lao Lu sorted through his fragmented memories, he fell into deep self-doubt: Am I going insane?

It was unaware of the path to physical resurrection, and therefore was deeply shocked, feeling as if the peerless female powerhouse of the old era had truly returned.

The paper, filled with scriptures and imbued with spiritual energy, spun around Qin Ming and the president, like large petals floating in the air, radiating a dazzling divine glow, carrying the beauty of order, and constantly dancing.

The president, dressed in white like snow, with clear eyes, said, "This method is like a demonic scripture, too evil. Some of the main doctrines contained within it were not prepared for this life, and its original intention is problematic."

Qin Ming turned his head to look at her, feeling that she was the real enchantress. She had only studied this scripture for three days, yet she had already grasped some of its essence.

"Amazing!" Qin Ming exclaimed sincerely.

He knew that the president's comprehension was terrifyingly strong, but most importantly, he possessed extraordinary qualities and accumulated knowledge from the past. He had not forgotten some of the true scriptures of history, and his physical instincts were reviving. There was a divine guidance in the dark, pointing him in the right direction.

Qin Ming responded positively, saying, "This scripture contains inexhaustible profound truths about longevity, and also includes a route for exploring the afterlife, aiming to penetrate the boundary between life and death."

As a firsthand witness, he was able to master the silk calligraphy and uncover the deepest hidden longevity qualities within it, naturally possessing his own very insightful views.

The president remained calm and composed, saying, "Among them, the outlines of several true scriptures are faintly visible, indicating that they must have a great origin. However, this combination is mottled, messy, flawed, and imperfect, accompanied by very serious problems."

Qin Ming didn't say it, but it was the product of a sudden inspiration from a few drunkards.

Those few rogue cultivators, having traveled through the Night Mist World and come to Night Continent from distant outer realms, already demonstrated their immense power; otherwise, they would have perished on the journey long ago.

Looking out over the world and gazing at the boundless sea of ​​night mist, those beings who dare to travel alone and roam between different supreme systems are no ordinary people.

Qin Ming even suspected that the several rogue masters of the Silk Calligraphy were all prominent figures in the mortal world who discovered each other, appreciated each other, and took a liking to each other, which is why they got drunk and sang wildly, shouting that they wanted to create a supreme and wonderful method.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find the place where the several rogue cultivators drank, otherwise he really wanted to go and resonate with them to investigate the truth.

In addition, Qin Ming had a deeper speculation, suspecting that some powerful individuals with limited lifespans had traveled thousands of miles in their later years, visiting various parts of the Night Mist world in an attempt to prolong their lives and find opportunities to survive, eventually gathering in Night State.

Qin Ming said, "When the first patriarch established the framework of this method, some people were more concerned with living a long life, while others hoped to survive their destined death. Later, he added many detailed elements, moving towards integrating all methods, unifying all paths, and writing an unparalleled scripture."

Nearby, Old Lu observed that Xiao Qin was actually having a serious discussion with the silver-haired woman, and was not just talking nonsense.

It gives the illusion that the child has indeed grown up.

The president said, “In this scripture, I found that the peerless chapters have been transformed. The supreme methods are contained within, but the main style is conservative and gloomy. Some passages of the scripture lack the necessary domineering power. I seem to see the lament of a few people who are frail and weak. They seem to be very carefree and want to compose the supreme scripture, but they actually lack a certain courage and determination.”

Qin Ming suddenly looked up; the president's realization made him uneasy.

What level of understanding is this? To glimpse the mother text behind the silk manuscript and still sense the decline of the creator of the Dharma—how astonishing!

It is obvious that top-notch comprehension, extraordinary qualities, and a lifetime of accumulated experience are all indispensable; otherwise, the president could not have achieved this.

If that's the case, Qin Ming felt that his previous guesses had come true.

He began, “It is only because the first patriarch was a makeshift team put together temporarily. Some of them are already in their twilight years. Even if they have the magnificent scenery of the setting sun, their time is running out. It is just a drunken dream, a momentary glimpse of the world. After sobering up, they will eventually have to face reality and go their separate ways.”

The president's eyes went from clear to deep as he pondered seriously, and he said, "That makes sense. Some elderly people are already preparing for what happens after they die."

Qin Ming nodded and said, "After one's lifespan ends, the decaying spiritual flame will be extinguished. However, the cultivation level of such a person in life must have been extraordinary, at the very least achieving the Golden Body, making it difficult for them to decay in a short time. In addition, once buried in a secret acupoint of a mountain and river with amazing spiritual energy, one can remain in the world for a long time. Moreover, the physical body can instinctively remember the cultivation path of the person in life, with subtle resonance and nourishment, so the blessing of two generations may not be just talk."

Old Furnace was somewhat lost in thought. Mingzi wasn't talking nonsense; he actually managed to answer the silver-haired woman's question and was exploring the mysterious method. It was truly outrageous.

The president turned around and looked at Qin Ming, who was as clear-headed as an immortal, and said, "The original intention of creating the law is problematic. It was originally intended to prepare for the afterlife. What's your situation?"

"What do you think?" Qin Ming asked calmly.

The president said, "This is a technique for corpses to practice, so you were once a dead person?"

Qin Ming stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the night sky, and said, "Behind the silk scripture lies not only a mother scripture, but also the meaning of immortality in this world. It is not a true dead man's technique. Although the elders are old and have different mindsets, it does not mean they have given up on this life. This scripture also contains the meaning of rebirth. It is not necessarily about blessing the next life after death. That would be success, but it would only be a different kind of resurrection, not the more meaningful new shoots sprouting from a withered tree in this world."

Old Lu was quiet and didn't disturb him. He thought Mingzi was really capable, able to discuss scriptures with a newly revived big shot, which was not just empty boasting.

After pondering for a moment, the president said, "If one practices according to the method of the dead, the patterns on the golden jade armor will cover the whole body after the spiritual fire is extinguished, waiting for the next life. Whether it will be successful is still hard to say."

She continued, "Within the scriptures imbued with the fading charm of old age, there is indeed a vibrant vitality, albeit somewhat subtle. It is like a celestial vine, stretching from one end to the other, as if it has crossed a chasm between life and death to achieve rebirth, which is quite remarkable. I seem to see a familiar technique, perhaps the true scripture of an old friend."

She was in a daze, which was actually beyond the cognitive range of her current pure yang consciousness. A certain keen instinct was reviving, leaving her lost in thought for a long time.

It took her a long time to recover.

The president muttered to himself, "It seems like we've met before, the swallows have returned."

She looked up and said, "Some mother scriptures are extremely rare. Even in the distant past, they would be hard to find, let alone piece together several of them."

Qin Ming said, "If it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather some old folks who set aside their prejudices and, in order to survive, made a final agreement to meet in a remote place and exchange their experiences of living in the world in their later years, then it would make sense."

Even more so, a few rogue cultivators who "meet at dusk" may have intentionally sown seeds in this area, and some may even want to come back to see the results.
Does anyone think they can have good fortune in two lifetimes and even an afterlife?
Or perhaps someone is fixated on this, intensely unwilling to accept their fate, unable to achieve immortality, and utterly hopeless, wishing that future generations would tread this rough path.
After Qin Ming finished explaining his conjecture, he asked the president about the unique features of the several mother scriptures he had observed.

He discussed the scriptures with the president, hoping to understand the "past" of the silk calligraphy and explore its origins so that he could better comprehend and fully analyze its meaning. "It just feels familiar, but I can't trace it back," the president shook his head.

After careful consideration, she said, "One of the mother scriptures should be that the body is like a black hole. Even if one dies, the body can still absorb divine substances for a certain period of time, which can ensure blessings for the next life."

She believes this Mother Scripture is very important, no less so than the longevity qualities discussed earlier.

Qin Ming realized that the president was a "treasure trove." As she grew up, she would likely recall more wonderful methods, and perhaps then she could discuss certain mother scriptures.

I reckon that the mother of that mother must have had an incredibly extraordinary past life.

Qin Ming didn't expect her to be an expert in the scriptures; as long as she could point out the general direction and the necessary precautions based on rumors, that would be enough.

After all, his mastery of silk calligraphy can be considered a forced breakthrough in this path.

The president looked at Qin Ming, his eyes shimmering with a mysterious light, and asked, "So, who are you?"

"Your lord," Qin Ming said calmly and composedly.

On one side of the courtyard, the inscription on the old furnace lit up, and I thought to myself: Mingzi, you are really brave. If we trace back eight thousand years to ancient times, if you dare to speak like this, you will surely be called out by name according to the family genealogy.

Sure enough, even though the paper was blank, the president was not without emotional fluctuations. She raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at the man in front of her with her clear eyes.

Qin Ming said, "What, you're unwilling to accept defeat?"

Then he smiled gently and said, “I will not bind you, I will give you a vast sky for you to roam freely, without shackles. You can call me ‘fellow Daoist Lord,’ and we can discuss Dao at any time.”

Qin Ming felt that guarding such a foundation and treasure would be a huge loss if she were completely imprisoned, so he did not want to suppress her excessively.

Under the surprised gaze of the old furnace master, the chairman nodded and said, "Alright!"

At this moment, the red squirrel, the chattering sparrow, and the thunder king bird returned. They had overheard excerpts of the two discussing scriptures. Although they couldn't understand them, they all felt that the woman was very powerful.

The president said, "You claim to have mastered this technique on your own. Are you someone who died and came back to life in ancient times?"

Then, her eyes gleamed, and she said, "Could it be that you are one of the original cultivators, already dead, but after your powers were dispersed, your physical body was blessed, and you have returned in this life to begin your cultivation anew?"

In an instant, on the courtyard wall, Yuque, Red Squirrel and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. The mountain lord was so extraordinary, could it be that he really had a great background?

Qin Ming frankly replied, "No, I am a person of this era; you're overthinking it."

Mysterious symbols flickered and intertwined in the president's eyes, their light seeming to illuminate Qin Ming's past lives. He said, "You were once on the verge of death, yet your will to live was not severed. Various factors intertwined, allowing you to master this technique. It's like a newly sprouted vine of immortality growing from the endless abyss of death, climbing over the insurmountable chasm, leading you to success. This is both accidental and inevitable, a confluence of fate. However, your path cannot be replicated."

Qin Ming was surprised. She could actually uncover part of the truth, but could she see through the essence? It can only be said that the legendary figure from eight thousand years ago lived up to her reputation.

On the courtyard wall, Yu Que exclaimed in surprise, "President, amazing!"

"Amazing!" The Thunder King Bird was also stunned.

Red Squirrel exclaimed, "Uncle Qin, the chairman is about to strip you naked!"

They knew Qin Ming's past, and therefore all admired him.

"Shut up!"

"vulgar!"

Qin Ming and the chairman reprimanded each other at the same time.

Qin Ming wondered if the three outcasts had been infected, and if they were all about to develop a rebellious streak.

He had some doubts that the president had mastered extraordinary skills that could subtly influence those around her to develop a slight liking for her and gradually become closer to her.

Qin Ming checked himself and found that he was not affected in the slightest, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The president realized that she had uncovered the truth. In an instant, her eyes lit up and she shone brightly, completely changing her previous unyielding demeanor. She smiled slightly, her smile radiant.

Sure enough, the magpie and the red squirrel immediately joined in the laughter, showing a rather friendly attitude.

Not long after, the guild leader made another accurate judgment, saying, "Wenrui was able to master this method because of you. You guided him onto the path using a secret technique?"

Qin Ming readily agreed and asked, "Do you want me to guide you on your way?"

After careful consideration, the president said, "The mother scripture behind the silk calligraphy may contain the means to control those who come after. But I have the 'Secret of All Apertures Illumination'. There is no need to change the path to practice other people's methods. Just absorb the essence and refer to the ideas, and that will be enough."

Undoubtedly, she did not want to be controlled by others.

Her eyes sparkled as she said, "If this life comes to an end, I might consider practicing this true scripture in my twilight years, leaving a glimmer of hope for the future."

After pondering for a moment, Qin Ming asked, "Is there any ancestor who provided the original scripture who can reappear in the world?"

The president shook his head slightly and said, "Unless he never dies, the so-called 'second generation of fortune' is ultimately somewhat illusory, and the chance of it reappearing is not high."

Qin Ming looked at her and said, "Are you aware of your own condition?"

The president calmly replied, "Physical recovery, a new life."

Qin Ming said, "Everything in the world has a lifespan, but you have been resurrected. This is a miracle. If this news were to spread to the depths of the Night Mist World, it would likely cause a huge uproar."

This is true. If the news were to leak, it would most likely attract the attention of the most powerful figures, causing a great upheaval.

The guild leader awakened here, and the Black and White Mountain region was very peaceful. However, if one were to investigate further, the impact would be far too great, as it involved the great secret of immortality.

Bloodshed and chaos can erupt simply from the relationship between her and Qin Ming.

Qin Ming continued, "If you can revive, how dare you think others can't?"

The president said, "My recovery was brought about by a variety of factors. It was not entirely accidental, but also relied on a bit of good fortune."

Qin Ming suspected that her so-called divine blessing was not just a casual remark, and that it might have affected Yuque and the red squirrel.

The president said, "My 'Myriad Apertures Illumination Technique' is the fundamental reason why my flesh and blood have been revived."

Qin Ming was shocked. He realized why the old president of the God-like Society had been so desperately searching for the "Myriad Apertures Illumination Technique".

Could it be that someone who practiced this scripture before was resurrected after death? And that the old chairman found out about it.

If that's the case, who was the person before? Could it also be the woman in front of us?

The president said, "Upon closer examination, the silk calligraphy of later generations, although it may have brought blessings to two generations, is only about half as good as my interpretation of the classics."

After careful consideration, Qin Ming said, "According to some theories, drug resistance means that the same drug cannot be taken for a long time. But can the same path to resurrection and the same awakening method be followed more than once?"

The president seemed not to notice his question. His flawless face radiated a holy light as he said, "Fortunately, you mastered the Silk Script and injected a large amount of divine substance into my body, which is constantly circulating. Its longevity-enhancing properties have activated my myriad apertures, making me enlightened."

The so-called divine blessing was due to the dual-power enhancement. Later, Qin Ming took over her body and resonated with her, thus facilitating her awakening?

The old furnace listened silently, saying nothing. It felt that the matter of the great man from eight thousand years ago being resurrected should remain a secret.

Otherwise, whether it is it, Qin Ming, or the president in front of us, they will all be plunged into endless bloodshed.

Qin Ming gazed at her and said, "You've remembered your past and know who you are?"

The president shook his head and said, "No, only scattered images and fragments of the true teachings have surfaced in my mind. So-called resurrection requires severing a large proportion of the past; otherwise, how can it be called rebirth?"

At this moment, she felt a rare sense of loss. Being reborn into this world and bidding farewell to the past inevitably meant cutting off too many people and things, which could no longer be traced back.

Qin Ming was taken aback and said, "What you said about new students has touched me and inspired me somewhat."

Old Furnace cried out in his heart: Is this the collision of sparks of inspiration between unparalleled geniuses? Why haven't I figured anything out?
The president bowed gracefully, her heartfelt reverence, for without Qin Ming, she might not have been able to revive in this life, and she softly called out, "My Lord."

"I can't believe it!" Although Lao Lu was usually taciturn, he had a lot of inner monologues. This was a big shot at a high-profile event in the past. Mingzi really dared to do that.

Old Furnace said inwardly, "Little Qin, aren't you afraid if she wakes up completely one day?"

Qin Ming didn't care and replied, "What's there to be afraid of? By then, she was already mine."

Old Furnace immediately revealed a probing look, his mental fluctuations expanding, and said, "In the blink of an eye, you've forgotten Qingyue?"

Qin Ming immediately explained, "Didn't you hear her call me 'Master'? Isn't that one of our own? Besides, my cultivation won't stagnate. As long as I break through quickly enough, even the most peerless figures of the past will stand around me."

Not long after, Qin Ming left the courtyard, stood at the village entrance, looked into the distance, and said, "I've been waiting for so many days, why hasn't anyone come?"

Old Lu followed beside him and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

"I was waiting to settle my scores, and I wanted to see if anyone was foolish enough to send assassins to carry out a final kill after I broke through to the fourth realm. But... it's been so quiet all this time."

Qin Ming wanted to settle things with some people before embarking on his journey.

Unfortunately, he waited for many days without any attack, which left him quite disappointed.

"By the way, Senior Lu, I have two more people here. Do you know them?"

Qin Ming took the old furnace to a deserted place and first released the evil-looking little insect.

"This young man, I, this..." Old Lu was quite shocked on the spot.

Qin Ming then released the two terracotta figures and displayed them in front of it, saying, "Senior Furnace, take a close look. They still look somewhat like they did before."

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