263: Chapter 259: Achieving Cultivation 263: Chapter 259: Achieving Cultivation After being prompted by Old Mrs.
Wu, Hu Laodao also realized the situation.
A significant figure of Taoism was right in front of him, and even Old Mrs.
Wu knew to flatter someone; he, being a part of the authentic Mysterious Sect, why didn’t he think to firmly embrace this opportunity?
After all, he was aware that, when these Taoism followers were cultivating,
unless they were in closed-door cultivation, they would always retain some spiritual awareness, constantly vigilant of their surroundings.
Chen Hai, although his eyes were closed and seemed immersed in cultivation,
there was no way he could be completely unaware of everything happening in the region.
Perhaps, every move one made had already fallen under his scrutiny.
Old Mrs.
Wu knew to find an umbrella immediately to shield Chen Hai from wind and rain.
If he stood here doing nothing, who knew whether Senior Chen might feel displeased and harbor opinions against him?
Should such a scenario arise, did he still think he could seek guidance on the path of cultivation from him?
That would indeed be a huge joke.
Thinking this, Hu Laodao had a shiver in his heart.
Within a couple of steps, he had darted into the tent, and when he emerged again, he had an umbrella in each hand.
It was also fortunate that Fang and Ye Cheng had prepared an abundance of various supplies.
Stationed in these desolate hills, to guard against severe weather, they had specially prepared some extra rain gear.
Otherwise, it would be quite unlikely for Hu Laodao to find two umbrellas to use in such a short time.
Old Mrs.
Wu’s umbrella was shielding Chen Hai’s head, while Hu Laodao, holding two umbrellas, was positioned one on each side of him.
Even now, as Chen Hai still sat cross-legged on the muddy ground, with both Hu Laodao and Old Mrs.
Wu sheltering him from the wind and the rain, his situation had definitely improved considerably.
Their actions were observed by Ye Cheng and Fang, among others.
Everyone was confused, exchanging glances, their eyes widening in curiosity.
Inside the tent, the appearances of Old Mrs.
Wu and Hu Laodao were well known to the people present.
But now, these two individuals, who had been meditative and not very cooperative or willing to interact with others,
suddenly became so enthusiastic, almost to the point of groveling before Chen Hai.
This huge shift in attitude made everyone want to curse inwardly.
“Both of you, my brother-in-law is sitting cross-legged on the ground, is he really cultivating?” After being dazed for a while, Ye Cheng was the first to speak up, tentatively asking Hu Laodao and the others.
“Yes!
If I’m not mistaken, Senior Chen must be cultivating the Thunder Skill!”
“This is the legendary powerful Dharma Method.
I, having lived for over seventy years, have only heard of Thunder Skill, never having seen it with my own eyes.”
“If he successfully cultivates his Thunder Skill, perhaps even his casual movements might carry the might of thunderbolts…”
In his words, filled with profound envy, Hu Laodao sighed, expressing his feelings.
For a cultivator like himself, what set him apart from ordinary people was merely his Divine Soul; their bodies were still mortal, no different from ordinary people.
Not to mention its power, just the fact that Thunder Skill could be executed by the body itself and truly enable the body to possess combat capabilities was enough to make one yearn for it.
“This guy, he’s actually so formidable…”
Hearing Hu Laodao’s explanation, Ye Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief.
He noted that this septuagenarian Hu Laodao, when speaking about his brother-in-law Chen Hai, was extremely respectful, constantly addressing him as Senior Chen.
Ye Cheng muttered to himself with a peculiar expression on his face.
“Senior Chen is impressive, that’s for certain, having withstood the Thunderbolt True Intent and cultivated Thunder Skill, even if he is not yet a True Man, he must already be close!”
Hu Laodao nodded and reaffirmed this once more.
Fang and the others, hearing Hu Laodao’s words, were utterly confused.
At most, they could only affirm that Chen Hai, who appeared so young, commanded great respect from both Hu Laodao and Old Mrs.
Wu.
He must be cultivating something extraordinary.
“What should we do?
Just stay outside the tent or go inside?”
“Let’s just stay here and continue to watch.”
“Chen is probably cultivating some powerful spell here.
Although we can’t assist, by being here to watch, at least we might prevent any accidents from happening!”
…
Fang and Zhou whispered amongst themselves, exchanging looks.
People are innately curious.
And weren’t they eager to understand what exactly this Thunder Skill that Chen Hai was cultivating looked like?
Staying outside, they might not find a chance to have him demonstrate his Thunder Skill after completing his cultivation.
But who knows, might there not be an accident during his cultivation process that would reveal some aspects of his Thunder Skill?
Of course, being military personnel, they absolutely did not believe in feudal superstitions; they were merely driven by curiosity, sparking a desire for knowledge within them!
Time ticked away slowly.
The heavy rain continued, but the thunder and lightning gradually subsided, becoming barely perceptible.
Chen Hai, immersed in his cultivation, envisioned streams of Spirit Light and Spiritual Energy infusing into the tip of his middle finger governed by the Spirit Official Jue.
Then, he silently recited the Cultivation mantra for the Little Five Thunder Skill, using this fingertip to repeatedly trace the Thunder Map in his mind.
Once, twice, thrice…
Each time he completed tracing the Thunder Map, strands of Thunderbolt True Intent would fall from the sky, merging into the map.
As more Thunderbolt True Intent merged into the Thunder Map, it went from initially dim to gradually brightening up.
When he had traced the Thunder Map in his mind forty-nine times,
All the patterns on the Thunder Map were instantly illuminated, forming a complete cycle, and finally merging into a whole.
At that moment, a faint Thunder Light burst forth from within his body.
Against the backdrop of the dark, cloudy night sky, his presence was strikingly conspicuous, utterly captivating.
Seated cross-legged on the muddy ground, enveloped in this Thunder Light, he looked solemn and majestic, his whole being essentially divine.
In this moment, all eyes around him were fixated solely on him.
It was as though he had become the focal point of the universe, making everyone present disregard everything else and focus only on him.
“Is this, then, Thunder Skill?”
“Just upon attainment, it already commands such an imposing presence?
This must be described as a miracle, right?”
“What miracle?
Do ghosts and gods even exist?”
…
For Hu Laodao and Old Mrs.
Wu, it was slightly different.
But Fang, Zhou, and other military personnel who witnessed this scene were dumbstruck and began to feel their worldview slightly disturbed.