txolops Chapter 2443 Black Sky Sailfish
Chapter 2443 Black Sky Sailfish
Chapter 2443 Black Sky Sailfish
Unsure of how deep they had descended, Qin Sang saw in the darkness that the seawater beneath her had taken on a faint yellow hue.
"This is the Path to the Underworld?"
The name is truly fitting; the slightly yellowish seawater below seems to divide the ocean into two layers.
The yellow seawater stretches to the horizon and is unfathomably deep. However, according to Pan Cong, compared to the boundless North Sea, the North Sea currents are like tiny streams.
Being in the water, you can feel the water flowing. The flow rate in the Yellow Springs Path is obviously faster. Due to the different colors of the water, you can clearly see the waves stirred up in the Yellow Springs Path.
“Immortal, don’t go any further,” Pan Cong called out to Qin Sang, “Be careful you don’t get swept away by the undercurrent.”
Qin Sang stopped and looked at Pan Cong, who took out a colorful conch shell and put it to his mouth.
'Waaaah...'
The deep, resonant sound of the conch shell formed visible sound waves that drifted towards the underworld and spread far and wide.
After playing the conch shell nine times in succession, Pan Cong put it away and said, "This is their token. When they sense the sound of the conch shell, they will come to pick us up. Depending on how far away they are, it can take anywhere from a few days to several months."
"Have they always lived in the North Sea currents? What kind of species are they?" Qin Sang wondered.
“The Black Sky Sailfish clan is the one I’m most familiar with. They possess special supernatural abilities, allowing them to orient themselves anywhere, so they won’t get lost in the Yellow Springs Path. However, they also have two drawbacks. First, they can’t fully adapt to the undercurrents and need to emerge and rotate every now and then. Second, their supernatural abilities have limits, so they dare not venture too deep into the undercurrents, prioritizing safety. The Black Sky Sailfish clan’s navigation speed is somewhat slower,” Pan Cong explained.
Qin Sang said, "There are different speeds on the Yellow Springs Path? The fastest route should be controlled by the North Sea Dragon Palace and the seventy-two island lords, right?"
“That must be true! It’s just that the mother shark has been wary of us, and I don’t know if she has any knowledge of which route she’s on,” Pan Cong said indignantly.
However, Qin Sang planned to refine the Star Spirit along the way, so whether it was faster or slower didn't really matter.
After waiting in the same spot for more than ten days, they suddenly noticed unusual ripples on the Yellow Springs Road. Then, a black sail slowly rose and quickly approached them.
As the black sail drew closer, they could see clearly that it was a fish's dorsal fin, with each spine clearly visible.
However, its dorsal fin was unusually wide, like a huge sail or a winding mountain range, with a huge lantern hanging at the front. The lantern was actually growing on the fish's body. It wasn't very bright, but it was enough to illuminate the deep sea.
As the dorsal fin fully emerged, Qin Sang felt a gaze piercing through the lantern and heard the other person ask, "Were you two using tokens earlier?"
At this moment, Qin Sang and Pan Cong were both disguised. Pan Cong nodded, and a deep voice came from under his mask: "That's right, this is the fare!"
As he spoke, Pan Cong emitted a beam of spiritual light.
The lantern stared at the spiritual light for a moment, then a cloud of mist surged out, carrying away the treasure within the light to who-knows-where. "Where are you two going?"
Pan Cong asked, "Of the seventy-two islands in the North Sea, which ones can you visit?"
The other party chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, you think too highly of us. We can only wander among the twelve islands in the far north. If you two wish to go to more distant places, I can introduce you to other fellow Daoists."
Pan Cong glanced at Qin Sang and said, "This matter is not urgent! You take us to Bone Anvil Island first."
Guzhenyu is also one of the seventy-two islands in the North Sea, and it is one of the easternmost of the twelve northernmost islands.
Qin Sang and the little Qilin observed the celestial phenomena at night, and after verifying them with the Qilin's inheritance, they finally determined that the place indicated by the stars was located in the southeast direction of them.
"The fare is sufficient, distinguished guest, please board!"
With a shout, one of the fin spines split open, revealing a hollow center. Qin Sang and Pan Cong entered the fin spine and found a spacious, well-furnished room inside, isolated from the other fin spines, a tranquil cave dwelling.
Before the fin spines closed, a voice came through, "If there is nothing urgent on the way, we will not disturb you two fellow Daoists. If you need anything, just call us."
Following Qin Sang and Pan Cong, the fish slowly sank into the Yellow Springs Path.
Qin Sang triggered the restrictions in the room, turning the outer walls transparent, and unexpectedly discovered that the surrounding area was filled with dark yellow turbid water.
In the distance lay a deep darkness, a darkness that seemed to conceal unknown dangers, making one feel uneasy.
Their 'ship' had already started moving, but Qin Sang, being inside, didn't perceive the speed as fast as she had imagined. In fact, in this short time, they might already be thousands of miles away.
"Do you have a nautical chart of the seventy-two islands of Beihai?" Qin Sang asked, gazing at the scenery outside.
"There was only one rough nautical chart."
Pan Cong presented the nautical chart, which was indeed very crude, only marking the approximate locations of the seventy-two islands. The distances were not worth investigating. Only the twelve northernmost islands were relatively accurate and could be used as a reference.
It is evident that the seventy-two islands are unevenly distributed, with more in the south than in the north.
Are all 72 islands in the North Sea located near the North Sea Undercurrent?
Pan Cong replied, "That's true. At least the twelve northernmost islands are not far from the underwater current."
"So, the seventy-two islands of the North Sea can't represent the entire North Sea. What about the other sea areas?" Qin Sang gently stroked the sea chart, once again feeling the vastness of the Spirit Realm.
“I’m afraid only the Dragon Palace of the North Sea knows this. I don’t think anyone can travel all over the North Sea,” Pan Cong sighed. “There are several forbidden areas near the Twelve Islands in the far north. Those sea areas must be even more dangerous.”
As they spoke, they were probably already tens of millions of miles away. Qin Sang returned the sea chart to Pan Cong and was about to begin her cultivation when she suddenly noticed several yellow dots of light appearing in the darkness ahead.
Then more and more points of light appeared, like eyes.
"what is this?"
Qin Sang noticed that Pan Cong's expression changed slightly when he saw the yellow dots.
"Don't look directly at them!"
Pan Cong hurriedly lowered his head, and at the same time triggered the restriction again.
‘Crash! ’
The surging water poured into the room like thunder, and the violent roar echoed in their ears.
Qin Sang also lowered her gaze like Pan Cong, only glancing outside out of the corner of her eye. Just then, she heard the shout of "boat owner" coming from outside.
"Without any taboos, all evil shall be shunned!"
"Without any taboos, all evil shall be shunned!"
……
Perhaps influenced by Pan Cong, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel nervous and inexplicably uneasy, as if she were being watched by some terrifying being.
"Nothing is forbidden..."
The sound was long and drawn out.
As they were about to pass by the yellow light, Qin Sang glimpsed clusters of spiritual light flying out from the 'bow' of the ship, as if the 'ship owner' had thrown something at them.
A moment later, the eerie feeling finally disappeared. Qin Sang and Pan Cong looked up at the 'stern,' and the yellow dots were gone. Although nothing unexpected happened, Qin Sang knew perfectly well that they had narrowly escaped a crisis.
"What are those? And what did the Black Sailfish throw out?" Qin Sang asked in a deep voice.
Pan Cong shook his head. "I don't know. Everyone calls them water ghosts, and they are one of the most dangerous beings in the Yellow Springs Path. The Black Sky Sailfish throws out toll money, but only those who have been traveling the Yellow Springs Path for years know what those things are. Without toll money, we might be in big trouble."
There were so many things about the spirit world that Qin Sang didn't understand, she thought to herself.
Suddenly, someone outside triggered the barrier, interrupting their conversation.
Pan Cong shouted, "Who is it?"
"Fellow Daoist, you must have sensed what just appeared. I've been feeling somewhat uneasy about it. The Yellow Springs Path is desolate; to travel together is fate. I've prepared a little wine; why don't we join in a drink?"
The other person's voice was a little hoarse, but their tone was very polite.
Pan Cong looked at Qin Sang, who shook his head, and said, "Is this your first time walking the Yellow Springs Path, fellow Daoist? Those things rarely come out, so there's no need to worry."
"I apologize for being presumptuous..."
The other party wisely withdrew.
At this moment, Qin Sang had already sat cross-legged, placing the Taiyin Spirit Sword horizontally on her lap. Although there was an array separating them, Pan Cong could still feel the sword intent emanating from Qin Sang, and subconsciously retreated to a corner.
'Buzzing...'
The spirit sword trembled slightly as Qin Sang calmed her mind and entered a state of perfect harmony with the sword.
The previous Taiyin Divine Sword has become the current Taiyin Spirit Sword. Qin Sang is the sword master, and his understanding of the true meaning of Taiyin is no longer as difficult as before, when he always felt there was a layer between them.
Next, starlight flickered around Qin Sang, and a moon's shadow appeared intermittently. The moon's shadow was initially dim and uncertain, but as time passed, it finally stabilized and gradually became solid.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, its light as gentle as water.
Pan Cong, who was outside the formation, shrank even deeper into the corner. If he didn't know that Qin Sang wouldn't kill him, he would probably be trembling with fear.
When a bright moon hung overhead, Qin Sang stopped. He first studied the Taiyin star instead of the Chen star, in order to verify something.
At this moment, within the Purple Mansion, two vortexes, one black and one white, surrounded Qin Sang's primordial spirit, which were precisely the black and white chess pieces.
The next moment, black and white chess pieces suddenly appeared in Qin Sang's palm, still rotating around each other, their vortexes connected, already showing the prototype of a Tai Chi diagram.
They gradually increased their speed of rotation in front of Qin Sang, and then flew towards the starry sky above Qin Sang's head, spinning and separating as they went, with the black pieces slowly flying towards the Taiyin star.
At this moment, Qin Sang closed her eyes tightly, completely immersing her mind in the black and white chess pieces and the sword formation.
Qin Sang simultaneously locked onto the Taiyin Star and the black chess piece, trying to find a point of convergence between them, but unexpectedly found it effortlessly.
Within the sword formation, the moon halo rippled slightly, as if the moonlight was being drawn to the black pieces. The two forces of energy attracted each other, initially somewhat distant, but gradually becoming somewhat intertwined.
When the Moon Star and the Black Piece overlapped, Qin Sang's expression changed slightly. The sword formation trembled violently, the stars shook, some sword stars almost shattered, and the sword formation nearly collapsed. Fortunately, the Four Symbols Sword Formation was no longer what it used to be, and it now had an additional Star of the Morning, which acted as a pillar, supporting the sword formation.
The tremors lasted for a while, then gradually subsided, and the nearly shattered Sword Star reassembled.
When the sword formation returned to normal, the Taiyin Star had completely overlapped with the black pieces. In Qin Sang's perception, the black pieces existed, but to the naked eye, the Taiyin Star remained unchanged, as if it had already swallowed the black pieces.
However, that wasn't the main point. Qin Sang turned her gaze to the white chess piece revolving around the Taiyin star, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.
"Really!"
Once the Taiyin and Chenxing stars are fully developed, Qin Sang will then consider the third star, Yaoxing. He has two options: one is to start with Chenxing and follow the five elements to comprehend the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth; the other is to use Taiyin to correspond with Taiyang and comprehend Taiyang first.
This reminded Qin Sang of black and white chess pieces.
Although the Taiyin Star and Taiyang Star in the sword formation are sword stars, their great paths are interconnected. When Qin Sang decided to comprehend the Zhou Tian Star Sword Formation, he was first inspired by the Daoist Divine Court and then followed the Zhou Tian Stars. His sword path originated from the path of killing. The great path never exists independently.
Moreover, the Moon and the Sun are one of the origins for practitioners to comprehend the Great Dao of Yin and Yang!
Back then, in the dream, Qin Sang, with the help of the Spring and Autumn Sundial, comprehended the black and white chess pieces and imitated them to create water and fire chess pieces. She also obtained the classic text of Yin and Yang, the "Suwen Jing". Unfortunately, she was unable to go very far on this path.
After returning to reality, Qin Sang put the black and white chess pieces and the "Suwen Jing" aside.
Even though his knowledge of it was limited, Qin Sang could still grasp that the Yin-Yang Dao was all-encompassing and far surpassed other Daos.
Everything in the world can be explained using the principles of Yin and Yang.
Furthermore, Qin Sang felt that the Mahayana and Hinayana paths, which countless practitioners debated endlessly, also contained elements and philosophical thoughts of the opposition, unity, and mutual transformation of Yin and Yang.
Even if Mahayana Buddhism can elevate one realm, it cannot extinguish the individual's pursuit, and the individual can hardly reverse the general trend!
He's already beyond redemption; there's no way he can change his path.
"Liuli has gained the approval of Chunqiu Gui, and her future is limitless. I hope she can achieve success on this path," Qin Sang thought to herself.
These thoughts are still limited to Qin Sang's shallow understanding, but that doesn't stop Qin Sang from trying and applying them.
This is just an attempt.
Black moves to the position of the Moon Star, and Qin Sang focuses on sensing the White pieces, asking White to help her find the position of the Sun Star!
The starry sea is constantly shifting, the sun and moon endlessly alternating. In this sword formation, a single movement affects the entire system; each additional sword star has an immeasurable impact on the others. This was originally the most difficult step, but with the help of the black and white chess pieces, Qin Sang flawlessly pinpointed the exact location of the sun star!
A faint halo appeared around the white stones, radiating an aura of extreme strength and yang, which perfectly contrasted with the yin and gentleness of the Taiyin star.
Yin and Yang alternate, and the sun and moon rise and fall.
"Although I cannot directly use the black and white chess pieces, I can find another way to utilize their power. Not only can I use them to comprehend sword formations, but it's even possible that the black and white chess pieces can help me cultivate and clarify the Great Dao..."
Qin Sang's mind was in turmoil.
At this moment, the black piece slowly separated from the Taiyin star, then became entangled with the white piece, and flew back into Qin Sang's palm.
The stars Chenxing and Taiyin are not yet fully developed, and now is not the time to comprehend the sun star.
Looking at the black and white chess pieces, Qin Sang had all sorts of thoughts, but these were just superficial ideas, and she hadn't yet figured them out.
"When I have time, I must study the *Suwen Jing* carefully!"
Just then, Pan Cong's cautious voice came from outside the formation, "Immortal, we have arrived at Bone Anvil Island."