Chapter 60

The night sky resembled a dark blue curtain, dotted with twinkling stars, making one involuntarily deeply intoxicated.

The moonlight flowed like water, quietly spilling over the leaves and flowers. A thin layer of blue mist floated in the forest. The leaves and flowers seemed to have been washed in milk.

Yang Qifeng's eyes were bright and he slowly closed them.

He tightly shut his six senses, and his mind sank into the sea of consciousness.

He began to contemplate the Six Secrets of the Golden Crow.

Each of the Six Secrets of the Golden Crow was accompanied by a lineage diagram, identical to the one Yang Qifeng had already visualized, the Diagram of the Golden Crow Rising in the East.

The narrative in words falls far short of the vivid visualization.

All lineages in the world can be divided into two types. The first type is the ordinary textual lineage, which is very common but widely spread.

The second type is the true intent lineage, which allows the inheritor to perceive the true intent and comprehend its profound mysteries.

The most difficult to obtain is the true intent lineage.

Many profound mysteries cannot be expressed in words, but the true intent lineage can convey them.

True intent lineages are extremely rare. The main reason for this is that they limit the number of inheritors. Unlike texts that can be spread widely and read by millions, once the number of inheritors for a true intent lineage reaches its limit, the true intent will be almost entirely lost, turning into an ordinary lineage.

The lineage Yang Qifeng obtained belongs to the true intent lineage.

The Dry Blue Demon God was very unfortunate. After the ancient war, his physical body was shattered, and he barely survived. He did not enjoy freedom for long before being suppressed. Yang Qifeng is the first person to receive the lineage of the Six Secrets of the Golden Crow.

Yang Qifeng firmly guarded his mind, and suddenly a powerful, overwhelming momentum rose in his heart, sweeping through every corner of his mind.

Having already experienced such a scene, Yang Qifeng's second experience was far more profound than the first.

This momentum, which seemed to have existed since ancient times, made Yang Qifeng's mind tremble continuously...

But he firmly maintained his clarity and kept his mind clear.

He silently observed the scene that emerged in his sea of consciousness: a three-legged Golden Crow flapping its wings, emitting a clear cry.

It was like the cry of a newborn, the arrival of a new life.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light shone, and the Golden Crow transformed into a golden rainbow, weaving through the mist. The golden rainbow darted through the mist, its trajectory mysterious and profound, like the stars and planets, making it hard to comprehend.

Yang Qifeng's mind was completely immersed in it, following the Golden Crow transformed into a rainbow.

Among the Six Secrets of the Golden Crow, the first is the technique of the Golden Crow transforming into a rainbow.

After a long time, all the light exploded, and the Golden Crow shattered into countless points of light.

Everything disappeared, and the sea of consciousness turned pitch black.

Yang Qifeng regained consciousness, slowly opening his eyes. This scene was not the first he had seen, but each time he watched it, it left him in awe.

Compared to the Golden Crow transforming into a rainbow, Yang Qifeng's technique of transforming into a rainbow was far inferior, not just by a distance of ten thousand miles, but even ten times that would still fall short.

His eyes showed a look of fascination. The sensation of transforming into a Golden Crow, moving at lightning speed, and covering tens of thousands of miles, was incredibly exhilarating, making him deeply captivated.

After a moment, the fascination slowly dissipated, and Yang Qifeng fully regained his clarity. He felt the benefits of this visualization, which were undoubtedly significant.

Originally, Yang Qifeng's practice of the technique of transforming into a rainbow had some deviations, but after this visualization, all of them could be corrected. It truly was a supreme skill; once fully mastered, it would allow him to traverse the heavens and earth.

His eyes were deep, and he continuously deduced the technique of transforming into a rainbow, correcting his mistakes. The clear understanding not only advanced his practice of the technique but also enhanced his mental state as he followed the Golden Crow's swift movement.

Frequent visualization greatly benefited Yang Qifeng's cultivation.

However, unfortunately, he could not visualize at will every day.

The true intent lineage was imprinted in Yang Qifeng's sea of consciousness, and theoretically, he could visualize every day. However, due to his weak strength, each visualization placed a significant burden on his mind.

Therefore, he could only do it once a year, which was less beneficial than reciting the Tao Te Ching every day.

The Tao Te Ching was truly a great thing. Every day of recitation brought Yang Qifeng a sense of gain.

The saying "Do not lightly transmit the Dharma" finally made sense to Yang Qifeng.

In the previous life, with the rise of the internet, various Daoist classics and Buddhist scriptures were listed online, in the information age.

Knowledge exploded, and everyone could recite a few lines of the Tao Te Ching, which was nothing special.

But in this life, it was different. Yang Qifeng had specifically inquired and found that, let alone the Tao Te Ching, even ordinary Daoist texts were hard for ordinary people to obtain.

In this world where Daoist magic was revered, if one could read and study ten thousand Daoist texts, they would undoubtedly gain great benefits.

Embarking on the path of cultivation would be a matter of course.

The Tao Te Ching was no longer an ordinary book; it had become a precious lineage.

"Do not lightly transmit the Dharma; those without virtue who obtain it will surely suffer."

The Tao Te Ching, recited by Yang Qifeng, continued to flow out of his mouth.

As he recited the Tao Te Ching, a mysterious and profound force enveloped Yang Qifeng. Carefully observed, it was a blue glow that fell from the void.

It made Yang Qifeng fall into a meditative state, and the magic power within his body began to circulate.

"Dao that can be told is not the eternal Dao... Profound and mysterious, the gate of all wonders."

A voice sounded, not loud but peaceful, echoing in Yang Qifeng's ears.

This voice was still reciting the Tao Te Ching. The text, which Yang Qifeng had recited thousands of times, now made him listen with rapt attention.

A scene appeared before his eyes: a robust blue ox stepped forward, and on its back sat an old man with white hair, a youthful face, long eyebrows, and a beard that reached his knees, dressed in a simple robe, exuding a Daoist and immortal aura.

The blue ox raised its head and stomped its hooves, as if moving in a rhythmic step.

Seeing a person, it stopped.

A middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing armor, bowed deeply.

The old man on the ox's back, with his eyes half-closed, showed no emotion, and his lips moved, reciting the Tao.

The obscure and difficult parts of the Tao Te Ching were now suddenly clear.

His realm rapidly ascended, and a series of auras enveloped Yang Qifeng. Above his head, the heavenly soul, earthly soul, and life soul quickly emerged, solidifying and manifesting.

He broke through to the mid-stage of the Demon Core realm.

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