Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 1248: 483: Inheriting Dao Jade Page (Part 1)
Capítulo 1248: Chapter 483: Inheriting Dao Jade Page (Part 1)
At the end of this chapter, there were less than nine hundred people left in the audience.
Zhao Hansheng recited, “If the Golden Crow’s feathers fall, they melt into Flowing Pill; Jade Rabbit’s essence, condenses into Flying White. Mr. Han unleashed his grandeur, swallowing Cloud Dream; when Mi Dian’s robe sleeves were drenched, his spirit captured Emei. A touch of Spiritual Rhinoceros penetrates the pure soul, three parts of the bright moon enter the ice silk…”
The cultivators: ???
The papermaking skill related to the Inheriting Dao Jade Page, the difficulty soared again. Almost the entire chapter was literary imagery, raising the comprehension threshold once more!
Many cultivators were examining Gu Qing, hoping to mimic him.
But this time, Gu Qing also sensed his situation, couldn’t help but smile slightly, stood still with his hands tied, without moving.
The cultivators couldn’t help but change their expressions and grew secretly anxious.
Some of them indeed relied on imitating Gu Qing to muddle through to this point. But Gu Qing’s sudden stop made them lose direction.
Not to mention, just excluding all sorts of interferences from these materials to find the correct ones wasn’t something they could accomplish.
Ning Zhuo fell into contemplation, “‘Golden Crow Falling Feathers’ refers to the morning glow, ‘Jade Rabbit Essence’ must be moonlight, ‘Mr. Han Unrobes’ describes a state of mind, or Divine Sense? ‘Mi Dian’s Drenched Sleeves’ should be the ink-spreading technique in calligraphy… ”
After thinking deeply about it three times, Ning Zhuo finished contemplating and chose materials from the new items available at the stall.
He took out two jade bottles: one was hot to the touch, containing a strand of violet-red light; the other was ice-cold, containing a mass of silver-white mist.
Then he took out two small boxes. Upon opening, one contained black ashes, and the other, light gold powder.
Gu Qing focused his Divine Sense on Ning Zhuo, observing quietly. Seeing this scene, his heart stirred slightly, “He picked the right ones.”
“As expected of my great rival.”
“Here, the difficulty is too small for him. It can’t possibly stop him.”
More and more cultivators began to pay attention to Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo started to blend colors.
He first mixed the four materials, added Wenxin Spring Water. The resulting color was not fixed, flowing between violet-red, silver-white, and light gold, almost like it was alive.
Ning Zhuo started to wield the brush.
The stall offered several calligraphy brushes, and Ning Zhuo used a brush with a handle made of hundred-year-old purple bamboo, and the bristles were a mix of white horse tail and black mink hair.
He soaked the brush fully in the color, then suspended it over the paper embryo.
Ning Zhuo’s gaze became focused, and after taking a deep breath, he began.
Right from the start, his movements were broad and sweeping, as if not coloring but reveling in the use of his fine brush.
With a stroke, power penetrated through the paper!
After the time of burning half an incense stick.
The grayish-blue base color on the paper embryo surged like a sea of clouds, golden nodes flashed like stars, and silver overlays flowed like moonlight.
Indeed, it was “swallowing Cloud Dream, capturing Emei with spirit”!
Upon seeing this, Zhao Hansheng lowered his eyes slightly.
Once again, Ning Zhuo passed this chapter.
Many cultivators hesitated whether to imitate Ning Zhuo’s finished product, some got to work, while others watched Gu Qing.
After waiting a moment, Gu Qing then began refining.
His steps and movements were very similar to Ning Zhuo’s, but with extreme efficiency, wielding a brush far more skillfully than Ning Zhuo.
He was a Confucian Cultivator, exceedingly skilled in using the brush.
Precisely because of this, he knew he would take much less time, so he confidently waited until the last moment to start.
Ultimately, Gu Qing’s paper embryo was magnificently colored, of awe-inspiring realm, with a quality higher than Ning Zhuo’s.
Many cultivators sighed. They saw the right direction, but the time left for them was too short. Many were eliminated due to insufficient time, while others, tense and stressed, made mistakes and were eliminated early.
The eliminated cultivators looked at Gu Qing resentfully.
Those who remained looked at Ning Zhuo with eyes full of gratitude.
Gu Qing, with a minor trick, reduced the number in this chapter by half. Only over four hundred people remained.
Fifth Chapter:
“Observing Mi Luo’s sunken jade, Chu relics yet remain; looking towards Xian Mountain’s fallen tears, the sheep’s monument is still warm. Collecting the lonely rage of Quzi’s chants by the Ze, capturing the heroic talent from Jiasceng’s strategies in Luoyang. Further draw from Ye River’s crimson beauty, stealthily take from Zhongfu’s purple cloud essence…
The paper embryo must be thrown into the cauldron, consuming Literary Energy, refining the Literary Soul.
Eliminate nearly two hundred people.
Sixth Chapter:
“Once Zong Ni heard shao, forgetting taste for three months; Zhuang Sheng dreamt of a butterfly, forever lost in ancient traces. Using the Spirit Platform Square Inch Mirror, capturing myriad great images. Let Kunpeng’s ocean vitality transform into thread; conceal Gugue’s ice frost grace within the warp and weft…”
This chapter requires using the Magic Treasure Mirror “Photography Transformation,” capturing thirty-six images, corresponding to the Heavenly Gang.
Then, press the mirror onto the paper embryo, executing the described transfer method of the chapter. Transferring the images from the mirror into the depths of the paper embryo, one by one.
This step requires extremely high Divine Sense control and exhausts the cultivator’s mind the most.
Thirty-six transfers must be completed in one go, without any breaks.
Gu Qing completed this step, his face as pale as paper, his body wobbling. In contrast, Ning Zhuo remained calm.
The Mirror Stand Spirit Communication Technique is precisely his forte, but Ning Zhuo’s flaw is his Divine Sense not strong or deep enough. After understanding this chapter, he decisively took a pill, temporarily increasing his Divine Sense’s strength and depth, successfully passing this chapter.
At this point, there were less than a hundred cultivators left in the arena.
Seventh Chapter:
“The Artificer’s Record says: The heavens have their times, the earth has its energies. Thus, collect morning glow in spring, noon frost in summer, evening mist in autumn, and night hoarfrost in winter. With the essence of the four seasons prepared, establish a heavenly instrument to measure time, plant a gauge to correct shadows. Make it so the Jade Balance rotates on its own, with the Jade Scale moving without even being touched…”
Ning Zhuo’s heart trembled slightly, realizing this step was actually to inscribe time and space into the paper embryo.
Gu Qing immediately took action, carefully selecting the essence of the four seasons from over a hundred jade bottles.
These include: Azure Dragon of Spring Start, Yin Yang of Spring Equinox, Vermilion Bird of Summer Start, Sun Essence of Summer Solstice, White Tiger of Autumn Start, Moonlight of Autumn Equinox, Black Tortoise of Winter Start, and Starlight of Winter Solstice.
Then, using a heavenly instrument mechanism, a gauge, he placed the paper embryo within the heavenly instrument to begin refining.
He opened the jade bottles one by one. With each opening, an essence poured out, guided by the heavenly instrument, casting specific angle light on the paper embryo.
The heavenly instrument slowly rotated, allowing the paper embryo to endure the light of essence from different angles…
More than two hours later, Gu Qing gains a nearly perfect product!
Once again, he leads by a long margin.
Ning Zhuo finished this during the last quarter of an hour.
At this moment, he stared at the paper embryo, feeling as if he was gazing at the vast universe, experiencing unprecedented vastness and depth.
After this chapter, only about thirty people remained in the arena.
Gu Qing’s eyes slightly flickered, with a sense of disappointment surfacing in his heart.
He had just seen the possibility of Ning Zhuo being eliminated, but in the end, Ning Zhuo still persevered.
Eighth Chapter:
“Yi says: Like sounds respond, like energies seek. Therefore, when Boya broke his zither, it did not disappear from the world; when Xiang Xiu heard the flute, it indeed carried on the spirit’s fire. Using the tears of crying bamboo as glue, gathering the stone carried by wood as a medium. Making broken gold reconnect, and separation capable of reuniting…”
The thirty or so who persisted changed expressions, many appeared worried and anxious.
These people all had true skills, listening and understanding as they went, realizing that they needed to refine the treasure “Zhiyin Glue.” This treasure was quite crucial, but its refinement was complex, requiring over eighty materials like Kun Fish Swim Bladder Glue, Crying Bamboo Dew, and Flying Bird Stone.
Most critically, it needed the Sound Refining Method, requiring one of either qin or xiao, and best both together.
“Fortunately, I previously acquired the inheritance ‘Empty Valley Sound Green Mechanism Tube,’ allowing me to master the sound technique.”
“But there’s still an issue I can’t figure out!”
At this point, the Confucian classics involved became increasingly profound, and Ning Zhuo had parts he couldn’t fathom either.
Confucian Skill – Awl-Thorn Vigilance Art!
Confucian Skill – Head Suspended Beam!
Ning Zhuo’s hair lifted into the air, holding a wooden cone in hand, stabbing his inner thigh until it was bloody and mangled.
Layers of memory became vivid, his thoughts gained penetration, surmounting layer after layer of obstacles, advancing in leaps and bounds!
Gu Qing’s breathing was slightly labored, his mind and body were fatigued, notably affecting his state.
He had never experienced such a papermaking endeavor before.
“I’ve manufactured the Inheriting Dao Jade Page successfully multiple times before, never finding it this difficult.”
“The pressure is immense!”
Subconsciously, he scanned the present cultivators with his Divine Sense, pausing especially on Ning Zhuo.
In the previous four rounds, Ning Zhuo brought him immense pressure, leaving him in awkward predicaments. Gu Qing’s reputation fell, and he was driven to the brink.
He must prove himself in this round, to reclaim his prestige!
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