Night Without End
Chapter 284 - 184 The Reason the Forbidden Land was Pierced

Chapter 284: Chapter 184 The Reason the Forbidden Land was Pierced

"I can hardly believe it!" In the temple, the white-clothed woman stood gracefully, her long black hair and the white silk ribbon around her slender waist gently fluttering.

The scripture on the wall held no secrets for her, she had pondered it for a long time, but still couldn’t master it.

Qin Ming was quite frank, saying, "When I sparred with the elder just now, I governed the All Laws with this scripture meaning."

The white-clothed woman was lost in thought. More than anyone, she knew how difficult this scripture was to train because, with her talent, she couldn’t even start. It was a pit deliberately dug by that old man long ago.

She had heard people talk about it.

But had this rough-clothed young man in front of her already demonstrated it in actual combat?

Her breathtaking face under the black hair showed a complex expression.

"The Silk Scripture is indeed extremely difficult to practice. I’ve been exposed to it since childhood, and it took me over a decade to just get started." Qin Ming looked very touched.

For some reason, the white-clothed woman wanted to hit him.

Because, upon careful reflection, it also took her no less than ten years, yet she couldn’t make it through.

Of course, she knew well the harmfulness of this skill. Practicing to the end would result in an explosive release; she was just unwilling to lose, wanting to explore the earlier parts.

"How did you master it?" The white-clothed woman asked. Without knowing the answer, her heart knot couldn’t be untied.

"Only two words: arduous cultivation." Qin Ming said seriously.

The white-clothed woman became somewhat dangerous; this scripture certainly couldn’t be mastered merely with time, and what were a mere ten years?

Qin Ming sensed something and quickly said, "There is another way to master it, guided by a master to open up the path, forming the initial cycle of the cultivation technique."

The white-clothed woman looked at him; to penetrate this path, one still had to take a master? What was he thinking!

Moreover, she had heard this saying too.

But she scoffed at it; if one couldn’t practice it themselves, how could one eventually reach the peak?

"Elder, are you interested in studying this method?" Qin Ming asked.

"You don’t want me to take you as my master, do you?" The white-clothed woman stared at him.

"No such intention." Qin Ming immediately shook his head.

What kind of place was the temple? Guessing it was only the Ancestor Master of the Silk Scripture, who, knowing he was about to ’explode,’ dared to act recklessly here; he dared not seek death at this stage.

"It’s just as well not to take this path!" The white-clothed woman gave up.

At the same time, she kindly reminded that practicing to the end would be empty, ultimately to be returned to heaven and earth, this scripture had serious problems.

"Thank you for the elder’s warning." Qin Ming said, his eyes shining, feeling a little confident in his heart, ultimately able to completely solve this problem.

"You’re very confident and proud in your heart." The white-clothed woman stepped forward, unexpectedly with the same eager look as earlier Qin Ming, beginning to rub... her fists.

Was this to hit back?

Qin Ming panicked; this senior indeed had a small mind!

"Master, tea has arrived." Just then, a black-robed figure appeared, hoarse voice indistinguishable as male or female, also coming from that cold moon, along the path paved with bluestone leading to the night sky, entering the grand hall.

Thus, the white-clothed woman stopped her steps, not reaching in front of Qin Ming.

"You have already passed the life and death threshold, do you wish to challenge other paths? Those barriers involve enhancing talent, extending life, ultimate destination of Forbidden Lands, etc., there will always be something you desire." She asked.

Qin Ming thought for a moment, refused, knowing when to stop; it wasn’t suitable to stay here long.

Because, if someone hadn’t come to deliver tea, he might have been hammered!

The black-robed person entered the main hall, holding a tea tray.

The white-clothed woman waved gently, and the entire hall changed, the cobwebs on the walls disappeared, the bloodstains on the ground vanished, and the old tree in the courtyard sprouted branches and buds.

A layer of soft light like water flowed past, the night wind creaking through the broken window, and the cracked ground and so on, all renewing.

Even in the strange small town, many people were surprised to find the main hall of the temple in the Night Fog was glowing, with golden radiance piercing the night sky.

Presently, the entire magnificent hall was no longer dilapidated, its gray tiles turning pale gold, becoming sacred, with crimson pillars inside the hall carved with god-like creatures, white mist filling, the stone floor aglow with moonlight, as if a stream gently flowed.

Qin Ming felt dreamy, everything was different, and he had become a seated guest, with the characters on the wall still shining, but no longer suppressing him.

In the courtyard, the withered old tree extended branches into the hall, blooming into lotus flowers and forming lotus platforms, becoming his seat.

Now, he sat cross-legged on it, with someone serving tea, while the white-clothed woman sat opposite.

Qin Ming noticed that the cup of tea brought by the black-robed person was empty, with no tea inside.

The white-clothed woman gestured, and from the incense burner in front of the hazy statue deep in the hall, thin wisps of smoke rose, flowing into their teacups.

"This is..." Qin Ming was astounded; was this drinking tea or consuming ’fragrance’?

He saw the white-clothed woman drink it first, and he followed suit.

In an instant, Qin Ming felt his mind clear, as if he was about to ascend with the radiance, his whole body feeling purified.

"Good tea!" He praised, just based on such a state, understanding the scriptures would yield twice the result with half the effort.

Moreover, he looked to the wall and began to comprehend the scripture meaning, accelerating the process, yet for a moment he dared not resonate, fearing the Ancestor Master’s terrifying emotions would shatter his consciousness.

The white-clothed woman said, "Do you know the ingredients of that incense in the copper furnace? A small piece on the horn tip of the North Sea amethyst whale ground into powder, infused with the Tears of the Firmament from deep within the Yewu World, mixed with sap from the Immortal Tree in the Kunleng Ruins, supplemented with..."