"Did sothing pass by from the Outer Realm?"
Wang Ba was slightly surprised.
The Wu Monkey King nodded:
"Buddhist Law... There is a... Technique of Truthful Listening, cultivation... can sense it, but the realm... is low, and I don’t know... what it is... good or bad."
Wang Ba frowned and pondered for a while, then asked:
"Is there anything outside now?"
The Wu Monkey King imdiately closed its eyes, and its ears moved slightly.
Then, it opened its eyes, shook its head gently, and said honestly:
"Now... there is nothing."
Wang Ba’s expression remained sowhat serious, nonetheless.
Anything that can withstand the wind, whether human or object, is extraordinary. Until now, he had encountered nothing other than those Double-Pupil people, so he hadn’t considered these possibilities. However, the Wu Monkey King’s reminder made him alert.
"Was there any previous sense in the wind?"
Wang Ba asked seriously once more.
The Wu Monkey King shook its head:
"Previously... I hadn’t practiced."
Without practice, sensing naturally wasn’t possible.
Wang Ba thought for a mont and suddenly spoke:
"Can you teach this Technique of Truthful Listening?"
The Wu Monkey King was slightly stunned, then nodded without hesitation:
"Okay."
Having said that, its eyes flowed with Buddha’s Light and projected it before Wang Ba.
Wang Ba hesitated for a mont, then saw the Buddha’s Light transform silently into several constantly moving golden words before him.
A quick sweep of his gaze and these words entirely settled into his heart.
"Technique of Truthful Listening..."
Wang Ba rapidly digested this Buddhist spell in his heart.
Though called a spell, it was akin to Divine Skills, allowing observation of external objects and discernnt of evil.
Most crucially, this skill requires no particular mastery of Buddhist Law.
Even the cultivation difficulty is much easier compared to general divine skills.
Wang Ba rely made initial contact, and two ear acupoints opened within his Primordial Spirit.
He closed his eyes slightly.
The next mont, it seed as though waves of unseen ripples radiated from him, spreading even to the Outer Realm, beyond the protective barrier, and even further into the white fog...
Within this range, nurous life forms emitted different ripples, like a ripple disturbing a larger wave, which gave rise to perception.
In such perception, even Adax, who was always hidden and constantly prowling by his side, could not escape Wang Ba’s senses. Its movents were clear and audible.
"The Technique of Truthful Listening is indeed extraordinary."
Wang Ba sighed.
Having just begun cultivation, the results were already impressive. Clearly, this Technique of Truthful Listening is highly valuable even within Buddhism.
Just then, the Wu Monkey King suddenly closed its eyes again, ears moving slightly.
Soon, it abruptly opened its eyes:
"Sothing’s outside again!"
"Again?"
Wang Ba felt a stirring in his heart, quickly closed his eyes, and activated the Technique of Truthful Listening.
Centered on him, an invisible ripple quickly spread out like waves.
It passed the Taoist Field, realm mbrane, protective barrier ford by the Wind-Driving Staff, white fog...
Wang Ba’s heart suddenly shook!
At the end of his perception, indeed, an unknown object emitting peculiar fluctuations swiftly passed by.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned to look at a certain place.
His gaze reached the realm mbrane which rapidly beca transparent.
Thick white fog from outside imdiately ca into view.
The wind howled, yet in this dense white fog, he saw nothing.
"Can you tell what that is?"
Wang Ba turned to the Wu Monkey King.
The Wu Monkey King shook its head slightly.
This answer wasn’t unexpected.
Wang Ba’s mind raced, then quickly left the Little Cang World.
The Wu Monkey King followed him.
However, Wang Ba didn’t imdiately head deep into the white fog but flew towards Yu Wuhen’s location.
The distance between them wasn’t far; almost in an instant, Wang Ba and the Wu Monkey King’s figures abruptly halted.
In the vision of one man and one ape, a woman with a white robe, white hair, and white skin, sitting cross-legged among pitch-black stones, looked at them with indifference, her tone not too friendly:
"Why are you here?"
Clearly, even though the Wu Monkey King ca with Wang Ba, she only regarded Wang Ba differently.
The Wu Monkey King tilted its head, examining her.
Wang Ba smiled, raised his hand, and greeted:
"Sister-disciple, long ti no see."
"Save your nonsense, you left not too long ago, what brings you back?"
Yu Wuhen didn’t fall for his trick, her tone was cold.
Wang Ba’s expression remained unchanged; a hundred Lotus Lady’s lotus seeds flew slowly from his sleeve towards Yu Wuhen.
Yu Wuhen frowned slightly, her gaze swept over the lotus seeds but ultimately didn’t make a refusal gesture, letting them silently disappear into her palm.
"Speak, what is it?"
The tone remained unfriendly.
But Wang Ba didn’t mind, having vaguely understood the personality of this senior sister, his deanor remained respectful, albeit with a slight smile and a touch of curiosity:
"I wonder if Senior Sister sensed sothing passing outside..."
He said this, raising his hand to indicate deep within the white fog.
Yu Wuhen’s gaze swept in the direction Wang Ba pointed, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if perceiving, soon flashed with surprise, looking at Wang Ba:
"You indeed have a keen spiritual sense."
Wang Ba’s heart tightened, though his face showed no change, he seed curious and asked:
"Does Senior Sister know what it is?"
"How could I not know?"
Although Yu Wuhen’s tone wasn’t good, she still spoke:
"After the wind rises, it occasionally blows so things that the wind can’t destroy here. These things depend on luck; sotis you’ll encounter unusable magic tools, sotis worthless scrap, and of course, sotis useful things..."
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