The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 444 - 261: Seeing the Micro and Knowing the Macro_2
After flying for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Gu Yuming steered the flying carpet around a bend in the water, and after passing a giant boulder, Ning Xiaoxian finally witnessed one of the most magnificent sights she had ever seen in her life!
She saw a brilliance that was the very pinnacle of starlight!
The pond before her eyes was dotted with faint blue luminous points. These specks trembled and twinkled, densely packed beyond measure, more serene and brighter than the stars in the sky above. Countless little blue dots gathered into a vast curtain of light that, through the clear water, lit up the bottom of the pond.
It was as if a God had concentrated the Milky Way overhead, pouring it into this small pond of clear water, allowing everyone here to witness an unparalleled and beautiful scene.
In Huaxia, she had heard of certain tourist resorts with bioluminescent beaches, said to be formed by glowing plankton. Sadly she never had the money to see them. Yet in this Otherworld, she was fortunate to see it with her own eyes.
The flying carpet slowly descended by the pond’s edge. Ning Xiaoxian scooped up a handful of pond water and the glowing blue liquid illuminated the palm of her hand. Standing by the side of the pond and looking down at the bottom, she saw that it was very bright, illuminated by the faint glow, clear and without mud, sand, or even a grain of sand. Looking closer, she realized that the bottom of the water was filled with clusters of sparkling and translucent crystals!
This turned out to be a Crystal Mine that had formed millions of years ago. Any of these crystals if brought to the Mortal World, would be enough to provide for a family of four for twenty years. But here, they just lay quietly at the bottom of the water, merely forming the background of this beautiful tapestry.
"This place is really beautiful!" she murmured subconsciously.
"Don’t be in a hurry, there are more beautiful sights to see!" Gu Yuming let out a long laugh, conjured a Qingfeng with his hand, and brushed it against the rocky walls.
The rock formations above suddenly lit up with countless stars. Different from the pond, the stars overhead were green — thousands of fireflies, disturbed by this breeze, flew out from their rock crevices, like twinkling stars in a clear night sky. Except these stars could dance and were touchable.
This sight and feeling were truly like something from a dream. No language could adequately describe nature’s wonders; all words feel pallid and weak.
"It’s so beautiful here," she whispered quietly, so softly that even Gu Yuming standing beside her could not hear clearly, "Changtian, can you see this? Do you like it?"
"How can the Mortal World compare?" He too was moved by the beautiful sight, his words filled with a sigh, "Once I leave the God Demon Prison, the second place I’ll bring you to will be here, is that alright?"
She smiled and transmitted: "Okay. But where is the first place?"
"You’ll naturally know when the time comes. Hmm, that place... is also very beautiful."
"Great people often forget; just remember then," she replied. After speaking, she closed her eyes to meditate, extending her Divine Sense, merging with the pond water, the rocky walls, and the swarm of fireflies dancing in the air...
In the eyes of others, this girl appeared to be meditating with closed eyes, seemingly forgetting everyone standing around her, forgetting herself.
Indeed, she "saw" everything, not with her own eyes but as if in God mode, seemingly omnipresent, omnipercient.
She could see the flight paths of each firefly, the fine lines carved by the gurgling water, count the unique facets of each crystal cluster, and witness the details of each planktonic creature that made up the Ying River twisting their bodies!
In this moment, she encountered the most minute, the most delicate, yet the most essential part of this beautiful scene — life!
It was these countless lives that constituted the most beautiful spectacle in the world. Without these tiny beings, invisible to the naked eyes of mortals, this underground river would merely be a dark, unremarkable, and silent stream.
She could sense the emotions of these tiny lives. Whether the fireflies in the air or the minuscule bioluminescent creatures in the water, her Divine Sense gently caressed every creature, feeling their normality, joy, bewilderment, and their small yet magnificent collective Life Force.
Even if insignificant, they strove for a moment of brilliance. Even if trivial, they aspired to live a vibrant and splendid life.
These minute creatures may not understand these philosophies, but their actions, their lived experience, carved out their own piece of the world.
If that which she saw atop the vast Cloud Sea in the morning represented the macroscopic magnificence of Heaven and Earth, then what she encountered now in this deep cave was the most beautiful and bountiful performance of life in the mortal realm.
In that instant, her heart felt as if drenched by spirit rain, her soul touched by a sweet spring. Another layer of barrier that had shackled her seemed to melt away without a sound. Her Divine Sense suddenly unfurled rapidly, reaching a hundred yards in moments.
Seeing the Micro and Knowing the Macro, understanding the principle and acting upon it. The Supreme Divine Power she had been practicing was named "Seeing the Micro and Knowing the Macro." She had not expected that her inner knots would unravel here, allowing her technique to achieve small success.
Her Daoist Intent also further condensed.
Ning Xiaoxian’s lips curled into a sublime smile. The surrounding Loose Cultivators were speaking in soft voices, but when they saw her meditating, they quieted down and did not disturb her, although admiration was evident in their eyes.
The matter of Enlightenment relies on chance. It cannot be sought after; envy is useless.
Changtian of the God Demon Prison seemed to sense something, his eyes revealing a look of relief, as he lifted the hot water kettle from the Red Mud stove and poured himself a cup of Spiritual Tea.
Just as she was intending to further savor this mysterious sensation, an unexpected, excited exclamation suddenly came from outside—
"Wow, how beautiful!"
The voice that made this sound must belong to a sweet girl, for the voice had a teasing, pampered quality, with a hint of flirtation.
However, the expression on Ning Xiaoxian’s face suddenly turned cold. Anyone being pulled out from such an inner realization would unavoidably feel displeased. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and Monthly Ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)
