C42 (1/2)
The surface of the lake was as smooth as a mirror, the lake was calm without any ripples, and from the west to the east, the color of the lake water gradually deepened, from transparent and colorless to light blue, until the last dark blue, it represented the level of martial skill that was recorded in the lake.
It was just as Gan Lin had said, only a small number of people had the qualification to enter. Looking at the vast expanse of the Mirror Lake shore, only a few hundred people sat cross-legged to comprehend it, without a single person making a racket. Occasionally seeing a few people huddled together to exchange insights was also a low whisper, it did not affect anyone else in the least.
Sensing that Tang Lichuan had entered, a few surrounding disciples raised their heads and swept towards him. They hesitantly looked at him for a bit, then retracted their gaze, as though even though Tang Lichuan had entered with a cultivation of the first level of the Opening Spirit Stage, it did not cause any ripples in their hearts.
This was what a true expert should be like. If one wanted to comprehend Mirror Lake, one must always maintain a calm mind and calm their heart, in order to reap greater rewards.
As they slowly walked to the area with the lightest Mirror Lake, no one sat down cross-legged to comprehend it. It seemed that it was the area with the lowest level Mortal Level and martial skill s. The cultivation of all the disciples present was higher than Tang Lichuan's.
There were many people here that even Tang Lichuan was unable to see through when he used the mysterious water droplets. All of their auras were collected within their bodies, causing them to be unable to find out anything, and they did indeed have the qualifications to skip the Mortal Level martial skill to comprehend even more profound techniques.
The lake was not very deep and was only two meters deep. With a glance, one could see that countless words were floating in the transparent lake.
”Fierce Tiger Overlord Fist, Swift Cat Steps, Iron Wall Collapsing Mountain Power, Jade Shattering Palm …” Tang Lichuan looked carefully, the words floating in the water were actually all the names of martial skill s!
Floating words in the water was not just a name, Tang Lichuan could even sense the Spirit Qi contained within it without feeling, it was exactly the same as when a real martial skill was sealed in the lake!
imitating how the others looked, Tang Lichuan quickly sat cross-legged facing the Mirror Lake. Closing his eyes, his vision was not pitch-black, the small characters in the Mirror Lake were as dazzling as stars in the vast starry sky, illuminating the pitch-black space.
”Let's take a look at this set of < Godly Crane Fist Technique > first.” Tang Lichuan quickly chose one of the martial skill and prepared to test it out first.
As his consciousness selected the move, the space in his mind suddenly changed as countless small, starry words changed in an instant, forming a beautiful valley. In the center of the valley, there was an empty space, and two people stood there.
”Is this the trial of consciousness?” Tang Lichuan had a feeling in his heart, looking at the black figure that looked like a dead object, he muttered, ”Begin!” The black figure immediately started moving, with a ”Sha Sha” sound, it stomped on the ground, and formed a crane head shape with its hand as it attacked Tang Lichuan. Its power was exactly the same as the Mortal Level martial skill that was being used by the Spiritual Masters.
In order to test out his moves, Tang Lichuan intentionally did not dodge, and used his Lion Barbarian Fist to clash head on against the Divine Crane Fist Technique, only to see the black figure suddenly lowering his body halfway, and borrowing the force to soar into the sky, he dodging Tang Lichuan's Lion Barbarian Fist in the air, flying towards Tang Lichuan's back!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Three successive sounds, Tang Lichuan felt as if three fists had been punched on the top of his head, the back of his neck and his spine, a suffocating feeling pressed down on him from all four directions, the beautiful sounds of the air warped, and the surroundings once again turned back into the starry sky of the martial skill.
”I lost?” Tang Lichuan was still in a daze, and only after a long time did he finally accept the outcome with a bitter smile. He shook his head and said, ”The martial skill recorded in the Mirror Lake is indeed a live move, if you want to test it head-on, you must use your brain.
After failing his first move, Tang Lichuan was not discouraged, nor was he in a hurry to find the next set of martial skill, instead he crossed his legs and thought deeply: ”If this kind of consciousness spars with each other, wouldn't that be too rough? He could not even see the moves clearly, how could he cultivate martial skill, and how could he be able to tell the cultivation method of martial skill just by looking at the surface moves? ”The key is how spiritual energy is channeled through the meridians!”