Qin Liuxi once said she would use the Taoist Sect’s secret techniques to transmit sound and inform all the cultivators in the world. Chengyangzi had thought all cultivators would be notified, not knowing that her transmission over thousands of miles was selectively received, requiring a cultivation level of at least the fifth layer of Qi Cultivation to hear it during meditation.

All cultivators need to cultivate, and the daily practice of the small and grand circulation in Taoism is also a kind of cultivation. Thus, this secret technique is transmitted during their meditation. As for why only those above the fifth layer of Qi Cultivation, it is to prevent them from being frightened suddenly and losing composure, thereby disturbing their True Qi and leading to deviation.

Qin Liuxi is calling people, not harming them; those beyond the fifth layer of Qi Cultivation are capable of handling this transmission. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

In her transmission, she would also urge them to gather their Daoist friends to participate.

Of course, whether someone is unwilling to get involved is not within her consideration. No person is perfect, and even among cultivators, not everyone is noble-minded. Whether to save the world or not, this is purely voluntary.

Therefore, as soon as this secret technique was used, regardless of whether it was Daoists in the secular world or high monks secluded in deep mountains, they received this transmission during meditation. They were startled at first, with their True Qi nearly running amok, but that voice quickly calmed their agitation like a gentle breeze and soft rain.

Once they clearly heard the transmission’s contents, their expressions turned solemn, and they began to spread the word broadly, and those avoiding the world in deep mountains came down lightly.

Coming down from the mountains to aid the world in troubled times, they understood this Taoist principle well.

Later, some Daoist friends included this act in the annals of Taoist history for the Chapter titled "Slaying the God to Save the World," but that’s another story.

Using secret techniques requires Divine Sense, which is somewhat exhausting and damaging to the soul. Chengyangzi and others could visibly see Qin Liuxi’s face turn as pale as death after using the secret technique.

Even Master Taicheng felt somewhat ashamed; compared to her immense loss, his mere hosting seemed petty and unworthy of a true master’s demeanor.

No wonder, despite her young age and equal seniority, her cultivation was far superior to his, as she was willing to sacrifice.

Chengyangzi was full of admiration, thinking that indeed, in Taoism, many magic arts still needed to be explored. The road of cultivation is long, and he should read more.

Qin Liuxi swallowed an elixir, then took Master Fan Kong with her as they left Heavenly Mountain for Yufu Temple, with Master Taicheng and the others joining them along the way.

Unbeknownst to her, Si Luo also heard the secret technique. He opened his eyes from meditation, stepped out of his hut, looked at the snow-covered mountains, and said to a snowman in front of the hut: "The little creature has bared its fangs, formally declaring war on me, interesting!"

The snowman sat cross-legged, hands forming a spell as the snow fell softly, unmoved, with a small face hard like frost, ice forming on the eyelashes.

Si Luo glanced at her and stepped into the Void.

After a while, the snowman opened her eyes, looking at his disappearing direction, her black-and-white eyes cold like snow from the sky, without any warmth or emotion, no sadness, no joy, heartless, desireless, calm.

Heartless Path, indeed heartless.

She closed her eyes again, feeling the cold temperature of the snow, as yin energy surged from all sides, wrapping her in a small black whirlwind.

...

In November, winter came early, and snow fell in Shengjing.

At Yufu Temple, Host Hui Quan led Qin Liuxi and Fan Kong to meet Master Jing Ci to discuss, using Yufu Temple’s name, with Fan Kong utilizing Buddhist Sect’s methods to summon monks from temples worldwide to join with Taoism in aiding the world.

Before leaving, Fan Kong looked at Master Jing Ci, eyes showing a hint of compassion, motionless for a long time.

Master Jing Ci smiled, recited a Buddha name, his eyes clear and insightful, nodding slightly.

After Fan Kong left, Qin Liuxi looked at Master Jing Ci, took out the Golden Needle, frowning: "You seem even weaker than the last time we met."

Master Jing Ci looked towards the Dragon Vein beneath the Buddhist Tower and smiled lightly: "This humble monk is old and soon to meet the Buddha."

Qin Liuxi felt somber upon hearing and said: "You only need to do one thing." That is to guard this Buddha Bone.

Master Jing Ci did not refuse her acupuncture, not for fear of death but for fear of failing to hold on and losing this Dragon Vein.

While inserting the needle, Qin Liuxi sat cross-legged beside the Buddhist Tower and suddenly trembled.

Her heart skipped.

Pressing her left hand on the ground, she instantly felt a resonance.

Qin Liuxi looked at her left index finger, eyes squinting.

Previously, she wanted to destroy this Buddha Bone, but Hui Quan said that the bone couldn’t be moved because it was directly above the Dragon Vein, moving it would shake the nation’s foundation.

National fortune indeed.

A flash of inspiration crossed Qin Liuxi’s mind as she took out a God Formation drawn with her Spiritual Power, eyes falling on the mountain at the Green Dragon Position. Without a vein, the mountain lacks spirit, but if the vein were here?

She instinctively looked at the drawing, placing the Dragon Vein onto this mountain. The mountain would become lively, Spiritual Energy abundant, fortune rapidly rising.

Her breathing became rapid.

Looking down at the ground, as if seeing through the heavy earth vein toward that Dragon Vein and that bone, resembling a deep abyss.

"Don’t worry, this humble monk will guard the Dragon Vein until death," a compassionate voice echoed in Qin Liuxi’s ears.

Qin Liuxi turned her head, seeing Master Jing Ci looking at her, those wise eyes already containing all living things in the world. Her nose turned sour, and she turned away.

An hour later, Qin Liuxi stepped out of Master Jing Ci’s closed Buddhist Tower, with Fan Kong waiting outside. The two exchanged glances, seemingly understanding each other without a word.

The bell of Yufu Temple rang.

Fan Kong said: "Upon returning, I will go into seclusion and will not emerge until..."

He didn’t finish, but Qin Liuxi understood what he meant.

Until the day of the great battle, he would appear.

"Okay."

Seeing her somber expression, Fan Kong pondered and said: "In this impending catastrophe, no one can stay unaffected. To save all living things, Buddhist and Taoist sects both enter the world. Meanwhile, those insightful individuals working hard for the nation are also strategizing, all for this world, even at the cost of life, without fear. Brother Jing Ci is the same; in the future, you and I should also be so."

Qin Liuxi glanced over at him, teasingly: "Unexpectedly, Master Fan Kong also has a side to comfort people. You truly are entering the secular world now, not quite like the high monk detached from worldly matters on Heavenly Mountain."

Recognizing the playful tone, Fan Kong’s face turned green, and he turned into the Void.

"Really petty." Qin Liuxi clicked her tongue, turning to see a young monk peeping at her from a corner. She smiled, walked over, took out a piece of Pear Syrup Candy from the Qiankun Bag and stuffed it into his hand, stroked his little bald head, and said: "Keep knocking the wooden fish with your master, learn to cultivate meditation."

The young monk held the candy, seemingly shy, and ran away swiftly, then turned around after a few steps, gave Qin Liuxi a shy smile, raised one hand, bowed low: "Liao Wu thanks you, donor."

Watching him run off, Qin Liuxi turned to the approaching Host Hui Quan and said: "Host, you’ve taught this child well."

Hui Quan said: "He is destined for Buddhism. Immortal, please come with this humble monk. The elder has said that you are allowed to check the Book Collection Pavilion of Yufu Temple for our array collection."

Qin Liuxi’s eyes lit up and quickly followed.