1154: Chapter 343: Nine Echoes_2 1154: Chapter 343: Nine Echoes_2 The Ascending Immortal Drum spirit, Dongxu, became unusually solemn and turned to deeply bow to Ji Feixue, “The Fairy speaks rightly, there’s no need!”
With a husband like this, why ask for help from others?
With such comprehension, not only a solar eclipse, even the Last Law Era could not hinder him from striking the Ascending Immortal Drum.
Hearing his words, Ji Feixue showed a slight smile for the first time in front of others.
Her lips subtly lifted, her gaze towards Su He filled with endless pride and deep affection.
The admiration others had for Su He brought her more joy than if she had received that admiration herself.
Even after the sixth drumbeat, Su He did not leave, still standing in the air, watching the Ascending Immortal Drum; the world around him had quieted down.
The covetous and envious glances from the mountains around no longer bothered him.
Inside Guiwang Mountain, the criticisms had ceased; all eyes were fixated on Su He, holding their breath and waiting for the next sound.
The anticipation for the seventh beat suddenly surged within them.
Such a person should join Guiwang Mountain.
Su He still kept his hand raised, looking at the Ascending Immortal Drum with a hint of bemusement followed by a wry smile.
The Tao!
The first three asked about immortals, the middle three inquired about humans, the last three questioned the Tao!
Or perhaps it had always been inquiring about the Tao, it was just Su He himself who had set the tune to “immortal” and “human”; an immortal is Tao, a human is also Tao.
Su He couldn’t see through and directly point to the root, and that’s why there were immortals and humans.
But years ago, the Tao Master, in the guise of a common old man, struck the Ascending Immortal Drum eight times, undoubtedly seeing through what the drum sought at first glance.
Asking the Tao resounded eight times.
It surely wouldn’t be like Su He, ringing three times, pausing a long while, and then three more times.
Instead, it would be one after another, reverberating throughout heaven and earth.
Otherwise, just the gap after the first three beats was enough to starve a mortal.
The Ascending Immortal Drum is exhausting!
Asking once could leave a mortal extremely hungry.
Suddenly being backstabbed after a thousand years, Su He felt somewhat struck.
He shook his head to clear the stray thoughts from his mind and slowly took a step forward, guided by the aura emitted by the Ascending Immortal Drum, reviewing his hundred years of cultivation and his enlightened understanding of the Tao.
The Qiankun Ring naturally rose from Tai’a Mountain, hanging in the starry sky, connecting the three realms of heaven, earth, and humanity, emitting an intertwined light of Yin and Yang, with a pair of Yin Yang Fish playfully chasing each other among the stars.
The Opening Heaven Divine Artifact was originally the convergence of the Divine God Beast Path.
The Tao rhythm of the Qiankun Ring slowly landed on the Ascending Immortal Drum, the long-silent drum gradually started to glow, and then a drumbeat sounded; a single beat yet seemed to have a heavy tone, with a mix of Yin and Yang spreading in all directions.
Indeed, it sounded the seventh time!
The crowd sighed and felt it was only natural.
Only, this seventh sound seemed to lack the astonishment and depth of the fifth and sixth, if those two were here, they would have been truly awe-inspiring.
Dongxu looked oddly at Ji Feixue.
Others could only perceive the Yin Yang Great Dao within the drum sounds, but as the spirit of the Ascending Immortal Drum, he could sense the profoundness of Su He’s Dual Cultivation.
Ji Feixue’s expression remained unchanged, still a face of cold frost, seemingly unconcerned.
Only when she looked at Su He did a flicker of embarrassed anger pass over.
This philanderer, the Tao he comprehended turned out to be of such a nature…
Others, not knowing the details, only listened to the faint drumbeats and watched Su He preparing to retract his hand.
A hint of regret arose.
Was seven beats the limit for this Taoist fellow?
For some reason, in Guiwang Mountain which has endured since ancient times, those who could strike the drum seven times numbered less than ten, yet on Su He it aroused a feeling of regret.
Su He was very satisfied.
Seven beats straight into Guiwang Mountain, saving a lot of trouble.
He could sense that after the seventh beat, the Ascending Immortal Drum had already transmitted his information into the vast unknown.
Guiwang Mountain lacked things like Life Lamps, but in a supremely high place, there was a territory that belonged to himself.
Su He sensed for a moment, the marked location was very familiar—his Life Bound Starry Sky!
The place where Cultivators of Stepping Sky Two-fold condensed their Life Bound Stars.
Although he did not have a Life Bound Star, he had shattered quite a few of others .
Guiwang Mountain was indeed special, the Genesis Land, the disciple’s marks were left in such places.
Su He smiled, preparing to step down from mid-air, when suddenly a voice reached his ears, “Turtle Kid, strike nine beats.”
The voice was mild and gentle.
Thai Zu.
The old fellow’s gaze had truly always been on Su He.
Su He was stunned, looking back at the Ascending Immortal Drum, and searching all around for Thai Zu but not finding him.
That old turtle wasn’t in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
Su He blinked, what was the old ancestor thinking?
Could you just strike the Ascending Immortal Drum whenever you wanted?
He was exhausted!
With White Spirit cheating for him, Su He hadn’t even specifically comprehended the Great Dao, achieving the seventh beat was all due to extraordinary talent.
Was the ancestor manipulating things in secret?
If Thai Zu were to strike…
not achieving nine beats would indeed be abnormal.
Reassured somewhat in his heart, Su He again raised his hand towards the Ascending Immortal Drum, reconnecting with it.
The Divine Senses that were about to disperse, with his action, gathered again, all revealing surprise, was this merely an intermission?
To speak such truth, profound comprehension of the Great Dao was only natural, right?
After the Tao Master, was someone able to strike an eighth sound again?
People looked at Su He in mid-air, suddenly their breathing hastened, even the vague intention from within the mountain was focused on this side.
Those in the mountain who were watching the excitement stared unblinkingly.
No more expressions of jealousy appeared on their faces.
People are like that, when faced with an insurmountable opponent, all petty thoughts dissipate.
When Su He struck the fourth time, they felt the distance between them and this unknown Taoist fellow was immeasurable, and when he struck the seventh, Su He was no longer a competing rival.