Night without Borders

Chapter 55: Secrets and Real Names
Qin Ming entered the dense forest on one side of the road, dug a deep pit with a jade-like iron knife, and buried the palm-sized pieces of cloth in it.

"Are you afraid of causing trouble?" asked Old Man Liu.

Qin Ming nodded and threw a wild rabbit he had hunted into the pit.

The young man transformed from the black mist was cold and gloomy, which gave him a very bad feeling. He should be cautious when facing the only item he carried with him.

The two of them had a steaming hot breakfast in Yinteng Town, walked around the street for another half an hour, and then headed towards the house they had agreed to meet.

The Wu family’s house was not small, but it was already in a state of disrepair. The red paint on the gate had peeled off, and the copper ring had lost its luster.

"Old Wu, open the door!" Old man Liu knocked on the door.

"Here we are." An old man appeared and invited the two into his home.

The courtyard is large, but it no longer has the grandeur of the past. Some of the bluestones used for paving the road have cracked, a large flower bed has long been converted into a vegetable plot, and the rockery is covered with dry gourd vines.

The Wu family's ancestors were once wealthy, but now they have fallen into decline. There are four courtyards here, but the houses have fallen into disrepair and look old, even desolate.

If not for this, they probably wouldn't agree to show their ancestral secret book to outsiders.

Old Wu's body had been reborn only once, and he no longer had the airs of a wealthy family. He was just like an ordinary old man.

The Wu family had no servants, and a young man brought them some coarse tea.

"Old Wu, let's not waste any more time. You know why we're here, so just name a price." Old Liu went straight to the point, not wanting to waste time.

"To be honest, I feel very complicated. My Wu family was so prosperous in the past. Four generations ago, there was a great master who was reborn five times and looked down on this area, not to mention our ancestors. Now, am I considered as... selling out my father's land? Well, when I think about it carefully, I feel extremely guilty." Old Wu sighed.

He glanced at the spacious living room, which once had carved beams and painted buildings, but now the corners of the tables were broken and the gold and silver threads inlaid on the thick pillars had disappeared.

Old Man Liu took a sip of tea and said, "Old Wu, you should be more open-minded. Which family name has not been glorious? Take my Liu family for example. If we trace it back, it is still a royal family. Did my son and grandson say anything?"

Old Wu said, "What era did your story come from? Besides, are you the same Liu? Oh, I can't even sleep well these past few days."

"Uncle Wu, we are just borrowing it. We promise not to spread it to others." Qin Ming was very direct. He took out five daytime gold coins and placed them on the broken table.

This is considered very sincere, because in this remote place, one day gold can solve the problem of food and clothing for a family of three for a year.

"Not enough." Old Wu shook his head.

Old Man Liu said, "Old Wu, please don't go too far. We are only borrowing it here for one day and we promise not to pass it on to others. Do you really think this is a heavenly book?"

Old Wu sighed, "When I was young, I climbed the Mingyue Tower in Chixia City and spent two day golds in one night."

Old Man Liu was immediately amused and said, "You're still talking about the past. Be careful not to let your spouse hear you!"

Qin Ming finally understood why the Wu family fell into decline so quickly. Old Wu seemed to be very free and easy when he was young and was willing to spend money.

He said nothing and placed two more gold coins on the table.

Old man Liu sighed, "Old Wu, Xiao Qin and I have risked our lives recently to kill some mutant creatures, and also picked up some broken weapons from the Great Rift Valley. After selling them, all our belongings are here. Don't exploit us too harshly."

Old Wu didn't say anything, just sat there drinking tea calmly.

It was not until Qin Ming increased the amount of gold coins to fifteen that Old Wu sighed, "My unworthy descendants are burdened with life and have no choice but to show the secret book to outsiders."

He took out an animal skin book from his arms, which looked very old. After placing it on the table, he walked out with a look of melancholy and decadence.

Qin Ming held the animal skin book in his hand with an extremely focused expression, his mind immersed in it. Now was a sensitive and special stage, and he wanted to improve his strength as quickly as possible.

Old Wu was not fooling anyone. This ancestral secret book was the result of the hard work of the Wu family's ancestors and carried some strong emotions.

Qin Ming studied it carefully and found that the part about the new law could not be compared with the silk book and it was only of some reference value.

After a long time, he handed the animal skin book to Old Man Liu, then closed his eyes and digested what he had learned.

Old man Liu didn't hesitate to take it and read it carefully page by page, comparing and verifying it with what he had learned from the old ranger.

Suddenly, he realized something, raised his head and looked across, and suddenly he became uneasy.

Qin Ming sat there with his eyes closed, a ray of light appeared at the tips of his fingers, revealing his sharp edge.

Old Liu thought he was a quick learner and had great talent, but now he was almost broken. What did he see? Qin Ming had just started, but he had already practiced the Tianguang Jin recorded in the book.

"You can take your time to look at it here. Anyway, I have spent money. I will go home and experience it." Qin Ming stood up.

Old man Liu felt numb. People really can’t be compared. He almost became a disciple in Chixia City. How come his talent is not good enough now?

"Young man, are you going back?" Old Wu in the yard was surprised. He didn't expect Qin Ming to come out so soon and say goodbye to him.

Qin Ming nodded and said, "Well, the content of this book is difficult and the approach is not suitable for me."

Old Wu's dejected expression finally looked much better. He smiled, walked over and patted Qin Ming on the shoulder, saying, "This is normal. The secret book left by my ancestors is extremely profound. Don't say that you have only read it for such a short time. I have studied it for half my life and still haven't fully understood it."

"Yes, it's an amazing book!" Qin Ming nodded and walked out of the Wu family's door. "Snap!"

Hearing some noise in the living room, Old Wu strode in quickly and found that Old Liu was a little out of control and accidentally dropped his teacup on the ground.

When Qin Ming came back, he happened to see Yang Yongqing, who lived at the entrance of the village, patting the tall black goat and whispering, "Yonghei, in four days we will go to Jinjiling..."

Qin Ming returned to his own courtyard and began to practice the new Tianguang Jin.

Mang Jin, as recorded in the animal skin book, can easily break armor with bare hands after being practiced, and is indestructible. This is a kind of Tianguang Jin with extremely strong penetrating power.

There is no doubt that it has a lot of overlap with the nail force. It is estimated that practicing the two together can complement each other and can be integrated efficiently.

The ancestor of the Wu family was known in this area as an expert in both spears and arrows. He was good at shooting and using a large spear, all of which were based on the practice of Mang Jin. When the Tianguang Jin could be released, the arrows he shot and the stabbings with the spear were very terrifying.

In addition, the relevant records in the animal skin book and certain experiences broadened Qin Ming's knowledge, such as the mention of the medicinal effects of tricolor flowers.

According to the book, the tricolor flowers produced in Lingshan are of top quality, with mild medicinal properties. They can warm and strengthen the Tianguang in the human body and enhance the Tianguang strength.

Ultimately, the root of everything is the natural light. Under normal circumstances, the natural light that gives birth to the human body is peaceful, warm, and can nourish itself. But once it is released outwards and exerted in different ways, it will draw out its violent side.

The beast skin book warned that when fusing various types of sky light energies, one must be cautious and extremely careful. If they are not in harmony, it may trigger a massive explosion of sky light in the body, with very tragic consequences.

Mang Jin is also Tianguang Jin that is a fusion of three common Jin methods. If there were too many, the ancestors of the Wu family would not dare to try it.

Qin Ming seemed to be thinking about something. He had never encountered this kind of problem. He felt that his Tianguang Jin was extremely inclusive.

The book mentioned that the light from the sky penetrated the night sky, and the tricolor flowers nourished by the place where it landed were of top quality, much more precious than the best ones from Lingshan.

However, because this tricolor flower contains external natural light, its medicinal properties are too strong and corrosive for the human body to withstand. It needs to be supplemented with something rich in vitality and taken together to ensure safety.

Of course, with the exception of a very small number of people with unusual talents, they may not be afraid of the violent medicinal properties of the top-quality tricolor flower.

Qin Ming guessed that the so-called erosion should be related to the spiritual essence left in the tricolor flowers by the light of the sky that penetrated the night sky.

When they were in the underground cave, Huang Jingde was smiling and seemed to answer every question, but he didn't mention these things. After all, he hid some of them out of habit.

Qin Ming thought that since his body could withstand the erosion of the sunlight and survive, it should be able to withstand the medicinal properties of the top-grade tricolor flower and he no longer needed to look for something with rich vitality.

……

In the mountains, near the Great Rift Valley, two big bandits from Jinjiling brought their men to guard the place personally.

"He won't attack the young and strong again, will he? I've reminded him several times that if people die one after another, something bad will happen. If it attracts the attention of the top leaders of Chixia City, it will be a big trouble."

"Is he really from the outside world? He is cold and gloomy, and doesn't look like a god or immortal at all."

"He doesn't actively manifest himself, so you and I can't see him at all. This must be the method used by outsiders. But judging from his method, he is not taking the orthodox path."

The two bandits were talking in secret, unaware that the young man transformed from the black mist was already dead.

Earlier, the young man came with a token given by the golden thief. He asked the big bandits in Jinjiling to help guard the place and not let anyone approach.

"This person has promised that he would only attack the elderly, so that it would look like a normal death and would not cause any trouble. But the night is already over, why hasn't he returned yet?"

"Let's wait and see."

"Back then, the old beast in the mountains cried at the grave. Every time it bowed, a strange sight occurred. It mutated rapidly and was promoted continuously, causing a huge commotion. Afterwards, the high-level officials of Chixia City blocked the follow-up news of this incident. Now this outsider has come to the place where he made trouble again. Do you think he is going to imitate the old beast? If so, if the matter is leaked, you and I will die a hundred times, which is not enough."

"He is an outsider, so he shouldn't follow that strange path, right?"

The two big bandits looked serious and didn't want to deal with the sinister young man.

"Could it be that there is a powerful outsider who wants to use him to test the Black and White Mountains?"

"Not really. I think he's leaving soon. He looks like he's in a hurry. He should just be passing by here and doing something."

……

Qin Ming sat in meditation, and he developed the twisting force, intercepting force, nail force, and sharp force, adding his own unique sky light force. He felt that he could take the three-color flower, and then completely integrate them all. His strength would definitely improve significantly!
"This scene seems familiar..." He stared at the tricolor flowers in the jade box, a little absent-minded.

The overlapping three-colored petals, which looked like willow leaves and swords, gave off a large amount of colorful mist, and the spiritual light flowed, covering him.

After his three rebirths, Qin Ming not only recalled some things from his childhood, but some other vague and fragmentary memories also began to appear in his mind.

"Abandon." He whispered, spit out this word, and wrote it on the table with tea.

At this moment, he looked at the tricolor flower, as if he saw a similar scene from the past.

"Cui Chonghe." Then, he wrote these three words on the table, stared at them carefully, and said, "Chongqi Weihe comes from the ancient books scattered outside the world. The surname Cui, Cui Chonghe, is it my real name? But now I really dislike people from outside the world."

(End of this chapter)