Withered Hall, an elder whose body was nearly rotting sat high on the stone platform.
He expounded on the Withered Scripture, from ’when the sun is at its zenith it declines’, to ’all things prosper and then decay’, all encompassing the true essence of this Scripture.
During the discourse, his body reached the peak of decay, seemingly on the brink of disintegration, ready to beco dust at any mont.
The sickly tree behind him also transford with him, green leaves turning yellow, bark cracking, until finally the remaining leaves withered, branches laid bare, becoming dead wood.
Qin Ming displayed amazent, though the elder appeared ghostly, he wasn’t uttering nonsense, this was an important to worthy of serious study.
He suspected it might be related to the "Withering and Flourishing Scripture" he long pondered upon, involving much of its parts.
Qin Ming sat quietly on the cushion, silently morizing the Scripture, considering his comprehension, "Withered Scripture" though profound, he could still "digest" it.
He was not the only one sitting, nurous figures densely packed, seemingly from different tispaces, so pondering deeply, others scratching their heads, so sighing heavily.
Clearly, with the elder only expounding the Withered Scripture once, many found it hard to grasp the true essence.
The preacher, with old skin clinging to his face, seed surprised by Qin Ming’s comprehension, his murky eyes glanced over and grinned at him.
This slight tilt of the head and smile was rather chilling, the withered flesh on his face nearly fell off in chunks, already crumbling.
Qin Ming was on guard, suspecting the preacher might, in the end, turn into an Evil Ghost, demanding his life in exchange for the Scripture; how could obtaining it be without cost?
"Just expounded the main Scripture of the ’Withered Scripture’, through the transformation of rise and fall, evolving it to the highest level can yield the ’Flourishing Scripture’."
The elder demonstrated on the spot, his decrepit state instantly changed, the decaying body started to show vitality, and behind him, the dead wood encountered spring, reviving alongside.
He continued preaching, yet Qin Ming couldn’t hear anymore, these Scripture anings were only for certain vague silhouettes on the cushions.
Qin Ming was tornted, he was not among the "Listener".
"If none can comprehend, then forget it." The elder suddenly stopped, his body still withered, the sick tree ready to sprout new shoots but retreated again.
"Beyond Withering and Flourishing, there exists a ’Yingxu Scripture’, should you comprehend it, what fear should ghosts bring? The whole world is open to you."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming was greatly shaken.
From this tone, wasn’t the elder and the lurking Evil Ghost in the black mist the sa entity?
At the sa ti, he rembered the "Yingxu Scripture".
It surpassed the realm of top Miracle Technique like the "Withering and Flourishing Scripture", being its higher continuation, belonging to a remarkable Secret Scripture.
The elder spoke of the origin of yingxu: "’Zhou Yi’ records, when the sun is at its zenith, it declines, when the moon is full, it wanes, heaven and earth wax and wane..."
Clearly, "Yingxu Scripture" can rival the Secret Scripture after the Yimu Scripture—The Zhu Shi Scripture.
The Zhu Shi Scripture still belongs to the Mu Domain, but the Yingxu Scripture is no longer in this category.
Qin Ming secretly drew the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, for according to rumors, he must always be ready to battle this unfathomable old ghost!
However, nothing happened after the sermon ended...
Qin Ming saluted, then backed out of the Withered Hall, surprisingly nothing happened.
Xiao Wu said: "Bro, maybe you’re just too weak, and he doesn’t even want your flesh?"
Qin Ming wary, backed out hundreds of ters, then said: "Don’t speak such hard truths!"
Rumble!
In the distance, there was a huge commotion, stones flew and sands swirled, an uncommon stone mountain in the Gobi Desert had its cliff pierced, large pieces breaking off.
The two imdiately hid, intending to observe silently.
However, the next mont their faces changed, the smoke and dust were approaching their area.
As if a giant beast was stirring up a sandstorm in the desolate Gobi Desert.
The two turned to flee, yet the sand blew upon them, burying them.
At the sa ti, they slt blood, seeing an old man with graying hair rushing past them, Divine Wisdom flowing, splattering his blood on them.
Qin Ming and Xiao Wu couldn’t stop him, the Protective Light was breached, flesh aching terribly.
"That old bastard wants to use us as scapegoats!"
The two instantly understood, the elder was being pursued by an Evil Ghost and saw them along the way to drag them down too.
Behind, the ground cracked, a disheveled monster with human form, skin and bones, like a Corpse Ghost, was striding in pursuit.
The two turned and fled towards the edge of the Gobi, once out of the black mist zone, the Evil Ghost would not follow them.
The monster’s speed was beyond their imagination, incredibly fast, seemingly flying over the ground, arriving in a flash, its withered hand emitting a dark light and mist, swiping forward.
Deafening sound like thunder on flat ground, Qin Ming had no ti to dodge, hit by the dark light, his body flew sideways, coughing blood.
Moreover, his flesh ruptured, the body nearly exploded.
This made him feel the threat of death, just one blow, not even direct, seriously injured him, this monster at least in the Third Realm.
Xiao Wu also scread, though they ran separately, he was hit too, covered in blood.
"The old fellow ahead is your target!" Qin Ming shouted.
Xiao Wu also yelled: "Yeah, we two don’t have much at? Our Taoist level is low, not enough for you to eat!"
The two deeply resented, the old guy dragging them down, using them to stall a bit, might truly escape, as they were not far from the outside.
They dared not delay, spitting blood as they fled.
The dry monster with grass-like yellow hair bristling ssily, rigid face, hollow eyes, yet determined to slay them.
The second sweep of dark light ca, Qin Ming blocked with the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade, the blade trembled violently, he was blasted away, like being hit by a mountain.
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