“This isn't working either?”
He Xiuyuan looked at the characters he had just written; the ink flowed down the stone wall like water, causing his brow to furrow.
The difficulty of writing this was somewhat beyond He Xiuyuan’s expectations.
“It seems it really won’t work.”
Songfeng Daoist watched the scene, his brow furrowed, a look of helplessness on his face.
He had hoped to leave this Daoist Canon, but who would have thought it was impossible to write it down?
If that was the case, it really couldn't be forced.
He Xiuyuan, hearing this, had no intention of giving up. He thought for a moment and then said, “Let’s try again.”
As he spoke, He Xiuyuan lowered his head and glanced at the brush in his hand. Given the current situation, was it impossible to write with this ink?
Thinking this, He Xiuyuan pondered.
If that was the case, then he wouldn't use ink. He would try to carve the characters directly.
With this thought, He Xiuyuan lightly flicked his brush, and the ink on its tip instantly slid off.
Then, He Xiuyuan injected Spiritual Qi into the brush, preparing to carve the characters into the stone wall.
As soon as the brush began to carve, cracks immediately appeared on the stone wall. It seemed as if the moment He Xiuyuan fully wrote the characters, the stone wall would shatter.
Songfeng Daoist sighed and said, “Senior He, I know you mean well, but this matter truly won’t work. There’s no need to continue.”
The ink, when applied, turned directly into flowing water, and now, forcing it onto the stone wall caused the wall itself to crack.
Looking at this, it seemed impossible to write the Duren Sutra on it no matter what.
Since that was the case, there was no point in forcing anything.
He Xiuyuan watched the cracks on the stone wall deepen. After a moment of thought, his eyes flickered slightly, “decree!”
As a golden light flashed, it then directly entered the brush tip. The stone wall, which was about to slowly crack, stabilized at that moment and stopped cracking.
Seeing this, He Xiuyuan’s brows lifted in delight.
Songfeng Daoist, standing nearby, was also stunned, his heart suddenly alarmed.
decree?!
How could Senior He even know such a Spell!
He had only heard of this Spell before and had never witnessed it. He heard that this Spell was not only extremely difficult to learn but also very prone to attracting heavenly lightning.
Senior He’s Divine Ability was too powerful!
Songfeng Daoist’s eyes were filled with shock as he thought of this.
Seeing that the stone wall was no longer cracking, He Xiuyuan no longer hesitated and immediately continued to write.
Using this decree to prevent the stone wall from cracking required He Xiuyuan to continuously use his magic power. Moreover, it seemed there was something inside trying to stop He Xiuyuan, causing his magic power consumption to constantly intensify.
If he didn't finish writing quickly, all his magic power would be depleted.
Thinking this, He Xiuyuan couldn't help but write quickly.
“The human Dao is vast and distant, the immortal Dao is boundless...”
Hiss... why did the rate of magic power consumption increase even more!?
If this was the case, he feared he wouldn't be able to write the entire Duren Sutra.
He Xiuyuan’s brow furrowed at this thought, a hint of hesitation on his face. He had a premonition that if he couldn't finish it all at once, he wouldn't be able to supplement it later.
If that was the case... he could only cut out some of the content.
He Xiuyuan thought about it and quickly made a decision.
“The ghost Dao is joyous, when humans enter the gate of life.”
“The immortal Dao values life, the ghost Dao values the end.”
“The immortal Dao is always auspicious, the ghost Dao is always ominous.”
“High above, pure and beautiful, singing mournfully to the vast sky.”
“Only wishing the Heavenly Dao to be complete, not desiring the human Dao to be impoverished.”
“The Qi of all heavens is vast, my Dao flourishes daily.”
By the time He Xiuyuan finished writing, his Spiritual Qi was almost depleted. Fortunately, after removing a portion, the remaining part was enough to complete.
As He Xiuyuan finished writing, the entire stone wall suddenly shimmered with spiritual light. The surrounding Spiritual Qi, like a vortex, began to be continuously absorbed into the characters of the Duren Sutra on the stone wall.
And the characters on the stone wall constantly flickered with various spiritual lights, before slowly receding after a long while.
At this moment, apart from some cracks that appeared at the beginning, the entire Duren Sutra chapter was written on the stone wall.
The cracks on the stone wall, at this moment, also accentuated a sense of mottledness and antiquity.
He Xiuyuan looked at this scene, a relaxed expression on his face.
“In that case, there should be no problem. Although some parts were reduced, it doesn’t matter.”
He Xiuyuan said to Songfeng Daoist beside him.
Songfeng Daoist looked at the Duren Sutra on the stone wall before him, his face filled with excitement.
He had originally thought that the Duren Sutra couldn't be left behind, but he hadn’t expected that He Xiuyuan still managed to forcefully write it down.
With this Duren Sutra, their Cultivation at Qiyun Temple would no longer have any obstacles!
“Thank you, Senior He!”
Songfeng Daoist’s excitement at this moment was not feigned. For some unknown reason, he felt in his heart that this Duren Sutra was extremely important to their Qiyun Temple.
Now that they had the Duren Sutra, they wouldn't have to worry too much in the future.
Thinking of this, he was very excited.
He Xiuyuan waved his hand at the words, looking at the Duren Sutra again and again, and only after confirming there were no issues did he speak, “I didn’t expect this Duren Sutra to be so difficult to write, but fortunately, it’s written down.”
“These past few days, I’m a bit tired. If there’s nothing else, I’ll go rest first.”
He Xiuyuan was indeed a bit tired at this moment, plus his Spiritual Qi was almost depleted, so he prepared to rest for a bit.
Hearing He Xiuyuan’s words, Songfeng Daoist immediately nodded, then escorted He Xiuyuan to his room.
After He Xiuyuan returned to his room, he immediately sat down cross-legged to rest.
As He Xiuyuan closed his eyes and began to rest, the surrounding Spiritual Qi actively began to enter He Xiuyuan’s body, helping him recover.
The brush, casually placed on the table by He Xiuyuan, now swayed its tip, shaking off all the ink that hadn't been completely removed, seemingly with a hint of disdain. It continued to flick its tip, rubbing against the wall, as if trying to clean itself thoroughly.
After a long period of fussing, the brush finally seemed a bit breathless as it returned to its original position and lay down quietly again.
Meanwhile, He Xiuyuan was already peacefully asleep at this time, completely unaware of the brush’s actions.
After He Xiuyuan had slept for a long time, the Spiritual Qi in his body had fully recovered, and he slowly woke up from his sleep.
