Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2400 Chapter 1091: Great Wilderness Bone Scroll (3)
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Formation Leader, unparalleled in the Divine Way.
Sword Transformation slays gods, devouring evil embryos whole.
Whenever he rehashes it in his mind, True Man Situ felt a shiver run down his spine, coupled with immense bewilderment.
In a mere decade, what trials could this youth possibly have endured?
From what hidden corner of the world did he acquire such astonishing abilities?
True Man Situ harbored a fervent desire to question Mo Hua, yet he restrained himself, keeping his lips sealed.
Illness enters through the mouth, disaster erupts from the mouth.
To voice the question would be to unveil a heavenly secret.
Conversely, Mo Hua also possessed a burning question for True Man Situ, which, after a moment of hesitation, he could no longer contain, and softly inquired:
"Senior Situ, my master..."
True Man Situ swiftly clasped Mo Hua's arm, his lips thinning into a serious, head-shaking expression.
This entanglement of fate was even more profound than Mo Hua's own, involving far greater complexities, and who knew how many ancient powers were drawn by this scent of blood, lurking with covetous intent in the shadows.
Though, on the surface, that individual's life force had been extinguished, and Back Ruins Heaven Burial had fallen into Gui Tao's possession.
However, whether any individuals were secretly observing remained uncertain, necessitating extreme caution and vigilance.
Observing Mo Hua's downcast gaze and solitary demeanor, True Man Situ felt a surge of compassion and lamented, "Whether you inquire or not, nothing will truly change."
"To learn certain truths prematurely might prove detrimental to you."
"As it stands, although..." True Man Situ paused briefly before continuing in a measured tone, "although your skills are beyond the ordinary, in the face of such profound, heavenly causality, you remain too frail. Your current level is insufficient to truly take your place at the grand chessboard, contending with the countless righteous and demonic powerhouses, both seen and unseen, who span across time."
"Your utmost priority henceforth is diligent cultivation, to elevate your realm. Only when your cultivation reaches a sufficient height, granting you the genuine capacity to command the grand scheme and alter the threads of causality, should you then act."
"Impulsiveness must be avoided entirely..."
True Man Situ's tone sharpened slightly, "Such haste is profoundly foolish. Acting without foresight or meticulous preparation will, at best, render you a pawn in someone else's game, and at worst, lead to your demise and the complete annihilation of your Dao, forever preventing you from achieving your aspirations..."
"The path of Dao cultivation cannot be achieved overnight. Truly monumental accomplishments demand an unshakeable Dao Heart and unwavering persistence."
Mo Hua was momentarily taken aback, then his eyes cleared, the inner turmoil subsided, and he nodded with earnest resolve.
Witnessing this, True Man Situ felt a sense of relief wash over him, and he sighed with profound appreciation.
Ordinary individuals would likely dismiss his words as empty platitudes, brushing them aside with disdain.
Only those possessing a broad, encompassing perspective could grasp the world's underlying truths and earnestly strive to embody them.
Such a perspective and depth of Dao Heart insight were exceedingly rare in this world.
Perhaps, only an individual of this caliber could shoulder the weight of destiny for heaven and earth, using their life's chart to subdue the supremely ferocious fated malevolence of the Daoist Demon and the Evil Embryo...
True Man Situ let out another sigh, then his brow furrowed slightly as he mused inwardly, "I can only hope he does not falter at the critical juncture..."
Following this, the two shared some tea and engaged in conversation regarding inconsequential matters. Mo Hua sought clarification on certain aspects of Heavenly Mechanism Causality, and as the hour grew late, True Man Situ took his leave.
"I shall not impose further; take good care of yourself."
"Indeed, fare thee well, Senior Situ."
After escorting True Man Situ out, Mo Hua also felt a wave of weariness, his head indeed heavy and clouded; he returned to his bed and lay down once more.
However, after resting for a while, sleep remained elusive.
He stood, desiring sleep; he lay down, yet sleep would not come.
Mo Hua's eyes snapped open, fixed upon the ceiling, his mind replaying True Man Situ's words endlessly, a knot of worry tightening in his chest:
How fares Master now...
A decade has passed; can the Qiankun Clear Light Lamp still maintain stability over Master's karmic fate of life and death? Will it eventually falter...
Will Senior Sister's mother, my own martial aunt, truly attend to Master with due care?
As Mo Hua's thoughts spiraled, his mind grew somewhat clouded. He shook his head, dispelling the intrusive distractions, and steeled his resolve:
"True Man Situ speaks the truth; contemplating matters beyond one's capacity and control is ultimately futile."
"It is far wiser to calm oneself and diligently attend to what is within one's power."
What he could and should accomplish at this moment boiled down to merely two objectives:
First, to attain greater strength.
Second, to achieve even more formidable power.
This, he realized, also echoed the profound meaning of Qianxue's Dao, the very essence of cultivation and the pursuit of knowledge.
The movements of heaven are imbued with immense power; thus, the sage continuously strengthens himself and never ceases his efforts.
To consistently ascend in strength is the sole path to perceiving the Heavenly Dao, to stand firm and be unyielding. Mo Hua's spirit surged, his eyes igniting with an ever-increasing brilliance. "I cannot rescue Master because my power is insufficient." "Once I achieve adequate strength, I will surely save Master!" "I am currently at the Foundation Establishment stage; the next step is Core Formation. To reach Core Formation..." With this thought, Mo Hua gently rubbed his thumb, retrieving a bone fragment from his storage ring. This was precisely the Great Wilderness bone fragment unearthed from the skull of the human-faced, ram-horned white bone Evil God statue venerated by Mr. Tu. To be more accurate, it should be classified as a "Bone Scroll," comparable to a Jade Slip. And within this Bone Scroll was expected to be a formation of profound significance to him. Previously, the circumstances were dire, leaving Mo Hua no opportunity to examine it. Later, having engaged in excessive slaughter, he incurred a burden upon his life chart that nearly incapacitated him, confining him to bed for a period and leaving no time for other concerns. Only now did he take out this Bone Scroll, prepared to study it thoroughly. Mo Hua first inspected the Bone Scroll, discovering that despite its bone composition, the material was unlikely to be human, and crucially, it emanated no malevolent aura, which greatly relieved him. Placing the Bone Scroll against his forehead and concentrating, Mo Hua was astonished, his expression shifting to one of bewilderment: "I can't decipher it?" "It's written in... Ancient Wilderness Script?" The term "Great Wilderness" generally denotes the Wildland south of Li State, a region with customs starkly different from the Daoist Court Nine Provinces. It boasts a lengthy history and unique Tao cultivation traditions, naturally preserving ancient dialects. Ordinary inheritances seldom employ these archaic scripts. Furthermore, texts inscribed in ancient writing are invariably of considerable importance. Mo Hua gazed at the Great Wilderness ancient characters adorning the Bone Scroll, his brow slowly knitting in concern. "What if comprehension remains elusive?" "Could it be... I must learn it from scratch now?"