I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1918 - 347: Lesson 2 (3)

Chapter 1918: Chapter 347: Lesson 2 (3)

The reason why a sect is a sect is not just because of superior martial arts, but also because of the accumulation of knowledge over the centuries.

These two aspects complement each other, which gives the disciples of the sect their extraordinary insight and poise, the very foundation of the sect’s pride and confidence.

Moreover, those selected by the sect to audit this time are all children of exceptional talent and intelligence.

When it comes to knowledge alone, even the disciples of the Tang Clan are far behind the sect’s auditors, let alone the novice disciples from the rear mountain.

Therefore, Lei Yaoqian’s rational and reasonable rebuttal is tantamount to a dimensional reduction attack for these disciples.

The initial speaker’s face quickly turned from red to white, his fists clenched, his pupils trembled, and his chest heaved like a bellows, but his lips quivered, unable to utter a single word in retort.

A fellow student, seeing his senior brother bullied like this, was incensed and yelled angrily, "This story has been passed down for millions of years to this day, and you call it delusion with just a word. What evidence can you show?"

Lei Yaoqian glanced contemptuously at the speaker, leisurely looking up at the sky with his hands clasped behind him, not even bothering to respond.

The person still wanted to explode in anger, but his companion tugged at his sleeve, giving him a meaningful look, making him remember the master was still present, and he hurriedly suppressed his anger, lowering his flag and stilling his drums.

The problem remained, but after Lei Yaoqian’s interruption, the disciples were at a loss for how to respond.

The sect’s auditors did have answers, but these answers were precious resources within the sect, so how could they easily share them? Therefore, they were happy to see everyone scratching their heads.

Seeing no one answer the question for a long time, Tang Luo smiled and let it go, then asked, "Where do the stars in the sky come from? Why do they wander? I don’t seek the correct answer, feel free to express your thoughts."

Those who rise from humble beginnings have too much self-doubt, always afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing, especially in the presence of sect disciples, they need to mull over their answers for a long time.

This is actually not conducive to this kind of Q&A format.

This was Tang Luo’s oversight, but fortunately, he realized in time and quickly made adjustments. With the addition of not seeking the correct answer and encouraging free expression, the rear mountain disciples became much more proactive.

"The disciple heard from the village elders that good people turn into stars in the sky after they die... to bless future generations."

"Well, the disciple heard the elders say that the stars in the sky are a map of the earth, and the movement of the stars foretells events in Xiehe, such as war, disaster, abundance, or desolation."

"I also heard that the stars in the sky are human wisdom, there are Wenqu, Wuxun, Tanlang, Po Jun, and Qi Sha, which descend to the world and achieve unparalleled feats."

"That’s not right. A junior brother heard that sages on earth ascend and transform into celestial star gods, they’re all flying up from the earth, so why would they need to descend and reincarnate..."

"What’s so strange about that, some ascend into stars, others reincarnate as humans, that’s why there are sometimes more and sometimes fewer stars."

"Oh, so that’s how it is, makes sense!"

Since their birth, the Human Race has been infinitely curious about the starry sky above and has attributed countless romantic explanations to it.

Most of these explanations are simple, yet within this simplicity lies a problematic trait of the Human Race.

Those who use the rotation of the stars to metaphorize events are often pretentious;

Those who claim to be reincarnations of the Demon Star are just bragging.

Some things, unless seen with one’s own eyes, remain superficial no matter how many times they’re understood. So Tang Luo let the disciples express themselves freely.

Once the disciples had exhausted their speculations and returned to calm, Tang Luo leisurely said, "The pursuit of truth cherishes doubt, for doubt can lead to belief. Stories and principles told by others can never match what is seen with your eyes."

As his words fell, everyone felt the world spinning, as if their consciousness was drawn out of their bodies, giving rise to a sensation of their souls leaving their sheaths, then transforming into streams of light, soaring into the sky.

This high speed was dizzying, but the astonishing thing was that during such movement, they could see things clearly, their minds operating ten thousand times more clearly, and their vision sharpened ten thousand times more.

Not only did the scenery shrink rapidly around them, but farther away was the blending of azure sky and clouds, the traces of fierce winds and booming thunder, this incredible feeling left them overwhelmed.

The most surprised were Yao Gekuang and Di Shen, the two with the highest cultivation in the field, having already found their true selves and forged their souls.

Logically, any soul-moving or thought-shifting technique would have no effect on them, yet at this moment their consciousness was still involuntarily drawn out, with their spiritual vision expanded to an incredible extent.

It seemed as if a long time had passed, yet only a moment, when everyone’s consciousness ascended into the void, the sensation like plunging into a lake in early winter, the boundless silence and cold making them extremely clear-headed.

"This place is the void beyond the continent of Xiehe. The Academy grants you the infinite spiritual eye to let you see with your own eyes the appearance of the sun, moon, and stars."

Consciousness was supposed to be calm, but everyone could distinctly hear the dean’s voice, originally exaggeratedly sharp vision was now endowed with a new function.

It was hard to describe this feeling, it was like suddenly growing an organ but being able to use it as if by instinct.

With the movement of thought, vision could freely reach the desired place, seeing everything down to the smallest detail, truly amazing.

Some directed their gaze at the bright moon, wanting to peek into the jade plate but found the legendary Moon Goddess astoundingly vast, its pristine surface riddled with colorful craters, desolate lands, and deep abysses, shattering the romantic and beautiful musings in an instant.

Some focused their gaze on the blazing sun, the light that nurtures all existence, magnified thousands of times, looking closely revealing only unutterable terrifying flames roaring and colliding, with instantly extinguishing black spots containing unspeakable terror.

Others directed their spiritual vision at the brilliant stars, wanting to see if there were truly immortals on them, if there was truly a celestial palace above.

They wanted to seek out those gold-forged halls, jade-crafted walls, solid silver beams and pillars, and the gemstone-paved long roads.

The Endless Void was fresh and intriguing to the rear mountain disciples, but the sect’s auditors couldn’t handle such intense stimulation.

From the beginning, they never thought they could learn anything from this grand lesson, nor did they intend to broaden their horizons.

Perhaps the sun, moon, and stars were very mysterious to these people, but there were quite a few reliable records in the sect’s collections, although the knowledge obtained from books was always shallow in the end.

This sudden pulling of consciousness into the void, however, was more terrifying than throwing their bodies into the void.

They did not trust Tang Luo as much as the rear mountain disciples, instinctively suspecting they were caught in an illusion technique, wanting to see through this false Illusion Dream.

So they directed their attention to the celestial objects they were most familiar with.

With millions of years of inheritance and foundation, which sect master wouldn’t be curious about the Endless Void, and if they had forged a spiritual body, failing to take a trip to the heavens would be unworthy of their boundless capability and ambition.

The star closest to Xiehe, the moon, naturally became the most visited place by various sects, some ancestors with a penchant for mischief even left unique marks on it to warn future visitors:

Do not say you have traveled early, for there are always those earlier.

These were all secrets only known in the most hidden records of the sect, not made known to outsiders, and they were the means by which these auditor disciples believed they could pierce through the illusion.

So they calmly searched for unique marks with their spiritual vision, hoping to escape the illusion, but as they searched, a sudden stiffness overcame them.

When what they believed to be a false scene became real, even a practitioner couldn’t help but stir their heart and mind.