The ethereal celestial music resonated in Lin Yi's heart, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, washing away all the dust.
He had just finished listening to a sermon by the Supreme Elder of the Qin Clan, and had gained a deeper understanding of the mysteries of the Divine Transcending Technique.
Half a month ago, Lin Yi joined the Qin Clan North Peak. After contributing an ancient herb, he successfully became a glorious disciple of the main peak.
Although it is called the main peak, it is actually only a little over a thousand meters high, two or three hundred meters higher than the surrounding low mountains. It lacks a majestic presence and a mystical aura, and is quite ordinary.
But hidden within this ordinariness lies an astonishing secret technique.
This reminded Lin Yi of the Tai Xuan Sect's Zhuo Feng (拙峰), which describes something as seemingly flawed yet perfect, seemingly empty yet full, seemingly clumsy yet skillful...
They all contain profound truths within the ordinary.
After returning to his residence, Lin Yi pondered carefully. Compared to the subtle and gradual influence of the Divine Transformation Technique, his Yuanxin Seal seemed too crude.
Once the thought arises, the Divine Transcendence Technique will silently and unnoticed seep into the heart, planting a demonic seed. Then, it will absorb the seven emotions and six desires, the soul and memories of the cauldron, and transform into another personality with the same memories and temperament.
Unless a person can be free from desires and wants, they will not escape the clutches of the Divine Transcendence Technique; the only difference is when.
But how could someone without desires or wants possibly come to the Qin Gate to spy on secrets and seek opportunities?
After eliminating all distracting thoughts, Lin Yi pushed open the door and went out.
A bright, clear moon hangs in the sky, its gentle light casting a soft, hazy glow over the mountains, making them appear as if shrouded in a thin veil.
He concealed his presence using the Illusionary Realm and walked near the main peak of Qin Gate.
Before long, Lin Yi stopped on a bare stone mountain that faced the main peak of the Qin Clan.
This rocky mountain is barren, devoid of any vegetation or vines; it is clean, dry, and utterly empty. On one of the rock walls, there are a few carvings depicting weapons such as tripods, bells, towers, spears, and swords.
These scratches are too clumsy and lack aesthetic appeal; they look like a child's scribbles.
However, when the moonlight, like a white mist, shone down, the weapon marks on the stone wall suddenly changed, exuding an ancient and weathered aura, along with a faint, ethereal divine sound.
Lin Yi exclaimed in admiration, "Turning the rotten into the miraculous..."
The clumsy engravings transformed into the essence of the Dao, each mark resembling a true dragon, a Kunpeng, a Qilin, or a divine phoenix, their mysteries beyond words.
What was originally a set of poorly drawn weapon diagrams has now been completely transformed.
Lin Yi's mind was completely absorbed in it. He saw a large cauldron, a round cauldron with three legs and two handles. The cauldron symbolized the Tao giving birth to one, one giving birth to two, two giving birth to three, representing the tangible traces of the Tao.
He saw a large bell, unique in the world, representing time and eternity.
He saw an ancient pagoda, divided into nine levels, representing the nine heavens, a boundless space.
Other weapons such as mirrors, furnaces, spears, swords, and clubs are also presented one by one, each representing a mysterious law and having its own different world evolution, which is profound and complex.
In a daze, Lin Yi heard someone chanting scriptures, as if the sound came from beyond the realm, entering straight into his heart.
He opened his mind, and the Sendai was completely peaceful. He slowly comprehended and carefully observed, as if listening to the great Dao of creation. He was completely absorbed, and his eyes were filled with all kinds of ancient weapons.
The weapons such as cauldrons, bells, towers, spears, and swords rotated, and the carvings on the wall shimmered. At this moment, it seemed to transform into a jade disc, gradually becoming crystal clear and absorbing the moonlight.
Lin Yi stood motionless before the stone wall, devoid of self and possessions. Behind his head, the Limitless Dao Wheel appeared, with marks rising and falling, constantly changing.
This is the mark of the Tao, possessing an indescribable charm.
The tripod, bell, tower, furnace, mirror, spear, sword, and other objects all began to rotate and recombine, and then they disintegrated, turning into just one word... soldier!
The moment this word was uttered, heaven and earth and stars trembled, and a magnificent celestial sound descended from beyond the nine heavens, deafening and awakening all.
Every word is like a knife, every sentence like a sword, severing one's soul. Ordinary cultivators simply cannot withstand it; it can almost shatter one's heart and split open one's sea of consciousness.
Lin Yi remained unmoved, his primordial spirit having been tempered and refined over countless trials, silently encompassing all the changes.
"The Secret of the Character 'Soldier'!"
This secret technique is different from the "Group" and "All" secret techniques that Lin Yi has mastered. It is like a world-shaking immortal weapon, with each word striking at the heart and mind, shaking the soul of the cultivator, and the scripture is very long.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yi woke up. On the Wuji Dao Wheel behind his head, a third character appeared: the character "兵" (soldier).
This is an unparalleled divine art of weapon control, offering the ultimate interpretation of how to master "weapons." Compared to this, sword control and weapon manipulation are mere trifles, utterly insignificant.
"If we master this secret, we may be able to seize even a sixth-tier king-level divine weapon or a seventh-tier legendary holy weapon from our enemies!"
Lin Yi guessed that if his cultivation was strong enough and he mastered the "Soldier" secret technique to a certain level, he might even be able to seize an ultimate imperial weapon. This was simply terrifying and made people tremble.
Weapons are one of the greatest reliances of cultivators, allowing them to infinitely enhance their combat power. However, the emergence of the "Weapon" secret technique directly shattered this balance.
However, this secret is very difficult to master, and the conditions are extremely demanding. To control ten thousand weapons, one must first master one weapon and cultivate one's own immortal weapon, which is the foundation.
The unique immortal weapon is the foundation of the "Soldier" secret technique, the only tool for cultivators to prove their Dao, and is known as the Ancestor of Weapons!
"Start by refining your own weapon..."
Lin Yi silently pondered the profound secrets of the military, which encompassed everything from forging weapons to nurturing them and controlling them. It was extremely detailed, from the birth of a weapon to how to use it.
The Panlong Divine Axe, the Glazed Ancient Lamp, the Yin-Yang Gourd, the Four Symbols Jade Box, the Apricot Yellow Treasure Banner, the Nine-Aperture Exquisite, the Gate of the Great Void, and the Heaven-Turning Seal—all eight magical treasures surrounded him, their divine light restrained, appearing quite ordinary.
Lin Yi's gaze lingered briefly on the two magical treasures, the Panlong Divine Axe and the Glazed Ancient Lamp. The Panlong Divine Axe was formed from his physical body, and the connection between them was the closest.
The ancient glass lamp is the Great Sage's treasure, and its power is the strongest.
The Wuji Dao Wheel is the foundation of the primordial spirit and the basis of cultivation, unlike the other eight magical treasures.
After a moment's thought, Lin Yi's gaze fell upon the Panlong Divine Axe. Between the Creation Seal, which represents "from nothing to something," and the Dao Yi Seal, which represents "the cause of all effects," he chose the former.