The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

"As long as the stable structure of magic is disrupted, all techniques in the world are but a thought away."

Duan Xinglian frowned, thinking about it over and over:

"Why haven't I seen this kind of technique in Master Natsukawa's diary?"

Hai Shan waved his hand:

"Of course. This is a skill that my senior brother mastered later."

Even when we studied it together, it still took him almost three years.

He smiled, his heterochromatic eyes holding a gentle look of a senior looking at a junior.

"But the path that our predecessors walked was so that you little fools could stand on our shoulders."

Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing exchanged a glance, and a warm feeling welled up in their hearts at the same time.

The three true skills are all exaggerated.

Inherited from the patriarch Haoguang, Tongtian was able to break through the limitations of talisman paper and cinnabar, creating all kinds of talismans out of thin air.

Inherited from the predecessor Hai Shan, the Divine Refinement Technique can directly refine other people's supernatural powers into magic weapons as if it were robbery, and the speed is even faster than traditional talisman drawing.

The divine spirit passed down from Master Xia Chuan can interfere with all laws under heaven and break through the limitations of magical power on the Dharma body.

Duan Xinglian felt as if he were climbing a mountain that could guide him to reach for the stars.

He couldn't help but look up at the sea and mountains.

Given this, just how strong must Senior Haishan be, one of the founders of the Three Wonders?

Suddenly, Hai Shan sighed, walked to the window, and looked down at the gray-blue sea in the distance.

"It's just a pity that you didn't have enough time."

Even with your natural talent, you can only learn one of the three extraordinary skills.

Otherwise, if the three are combined, you will be able to master the Body Source Flow, and the Three True Ones will gain even more combat power.

He turned his head, looked at the two of them, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"At least, his strength is about the same as that of Patriarch Jiang Mingzi, right?"

Duan Xinglian was completely stunned, and his voice rose several octaves:

"The three combined?!"

Hai Shan nodded, his tone as calm as if he were asking what he had for breakfast:

"yes.

The combination of Fu Bao Shen, the three elements, represents the ultimate source of traditional techniques.

In your eyes, the law no longer needs to be performed through supernatural symbols, but can be used at will.

"Only after you've gotten rid of the supernatural symbols can you, in my eyes, truly begin to understand the great supernatural powers."

Saturday Qing stared wide-eyed, her voice tense:

"Beginner level?! We're practically invincible at the beginner level, aren't we?"

Hai Shan nodded seriously, his heterochromatic eyes reflecting the seamless blend of sea and sky outside the window.

"The so-called end, peak, and endpoint are all given by others."

Ultimately, what we were trying to create back then wasn't an absolute end, but a starting point.

His voice became distant, as if he were recalling something from long ago:

"A starting point for breaking free from supernatural powers and instead studying the essence of law..."

Therefore, we named it 'Origin and Flow'.

Hai Shan shook his head and chuckled, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips.

"However, the 'source' isn't exactly 'flowing' either."

This is the only step we three can take.

It's still a bit far from where we envisioned it to be.

Of the three extraordinary skills, one can only learn two.

But even if that's all there is to it.

Isn't that invincible?

Hai Shan sighed.

Even today, he still can't forget that day.

That day when it is proven that quantum mechanics truly exists.

Chapter 74 Acting Impulsively

2020 AD.

The ten-odd days passed in the blink of an eye.

Saturday, Qing and Duan Xinglian were flying silently in the sky over northern Shaanxi.

The night was as dark as ink, and there was hardly a single light on the ground.

Only a few faint lights occasionally flashed in the distance, like lonely fireflies in the wilderness.

The flying boat beneath their feet was a mid-grade magic treasure specially crafted by Hai Shan.

It is fast, quiet, and leaves almost no trace when it streaks across the night sky.

Duan Xinglian glanced down at his phone screen, which displayed a real-time updated satellite map.

A blue navigation line stretched from their current location straight to a valley in the distance.

A mature woman's voice came from the phone, carrying a hint of languor and casualness:

"At this speed, you'll probably arrive in about seven or eight minutes."

Saturday Sunny nodded, the wind blowing her hair back:

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Senior Hai Mianmian."

The voice on the phone said "Hi," with a hint of smug satisfaction at having done something so simple.

"It's nothing, since the island lord entrusted it to me personally."

I took this opportunity to make him owe me a favor.

Then, while you're at it, feed it a mouthful of love potion, and then…

Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing remained silent, exchanged a glance, and both saw the same helplessness in each other's eyes.

The voice coming from the phone was the Electronic Empress, the innate supernatural power of Hai Mianmian, the island master of Yingzhou Island, the right island of Penglai.

As a person with great supernatural powers, my innate supernatural ability allows me to have 100% absolute control over electronic devices.

Thanks to her support, a satellite was deployed to locate and navigate the two of them.

Duan Xinglian and Zhou Liuqing were able to directly access the pre-arranged location where the Wan Dao weaving machine would appear via their mobile phones.

To be honest, the supernatural power is simple yet powerful.

It seems that I have some rather unrealistic ideas about Senior Haishan.

"Alright, I should probably head out now."

Hai Mianmian's voice turned serious, and her playful smile vanished.

"It is expected that the main body of the Ten Thousand Paths Weaving Machine will appear there after midnight tonight."

To prevent my magic from stimulating the magic weaving machine, I will deactivate my powers in a moment.

You should be able to see that place now; it should be in a valley.

Just fly straight there following the navigation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Xinglian's eyes widened suddenly, and he leaned forward, staring intently at the distant valley.

"No, that's not right."

His voice suddenly tightened: "Senior, there's a situation here!"

Hai Mianmian was taken aback: "What?"

To Duan Xinglian's disbelief, wisps of black mist slowly began to rise from the distant valley.

The black mist seeped from the valley floor, thick as ink, churning and condensing in the night sky, as if it were alive.

As it climbs ever upward, it gradually outlines a huge and well-defined shape.

"There seems to be a grave in the valley?"

Duan Xinglian's voice tightened, and his fingers unconsciously gripped the edge of the flying boat.

Hai Mianmian: "Huh?"

Duan Xinglian hurriedly turned on the video call and pointed the camera at the valley.

The phone screen lit up, and in the picture, the valley that was originally empty was being filled with black mist.

The black mist was like consciously constructed building blocks, interlocking, stacking, and sculpting each other.

In the end, it formed an enormous tombstone.

The monument is square with sharp edges and a smooth, mirror-like surface that gleams with a faint black light under the moonlight.

Then the black mist spread again, enveloping the entire tombstone as if draping it with a thick veil.

Penglai Island.

Hai Shan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, clutching his phone. The image on the screen made him feel as if he were nailed to the spot.

That black mist, that surging motion, that chilling aura.

Senior brother's methods?!

How did they suddenly appear here?