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第1462章 望海守丘仙

Accompanying the sudden appearance of these five ethereal shadows were calm, almost tranquil words.

It seemed not directed at Li Fan, but rather a pre-recorded message.

"Guardian of the Mound, with great virtue and respect, dares to pay homage to the wise."

"Having witnessed the nameless, we are meant to transcend. Yet, as the path is obscured, we cannot afford to neglect our duties."

"By chance, I discovered this technique, using shadows in place of my true form, to withstand countless trials."

"I share it with you..."

The five ethereal shadows spoke in unison.

What followed was not a normal voice but seemed to carve directly into Li Fan's body, surrounded by the shadows.

There was no pain or abnormality; it felt as if he was recalling memories that had been long buried. Not taught, but rather 'remembered.'

The entire process of comprehension, learning, and mastery was bypassed.

Knowing this technique meant mastering it at a grand level!

However, Li Fan found some disappointment in the fact that these five shadows only transmitted this technique because they represented all the pieces on the board, equivalent to an unnamed True Immortal. Thus, the Guardian of the Mound saw them as one entity, and their teachings were reserved for those who could truly understand.

"Of course, the ethereal shadows of the Guardian of the Mound would only appear in front of a nameless True Immortal; not out of stinginess but because they cannot be borne by lesser beings!"

Enveloped by the Guardian's thoughts, Li Fan felt as if he had returned to the infinite sea. Each droplet around him carried countless years.

"According to the Guardian, the invasion of the sea on the mountain has been ongoing since ancient times. Just like the tides in this world, they change unpredictably, with moments of strength and weakness."

"Since the Guardian began guarding the mound, observing the sea, its power has consistently risen, even surpassing expectations. It hasn't reached its peak yet."

"In the twentieth century, the Guardian first noticed these signs. Over a hundred centuries later, this view was confirmed."

"Did he issue warnings to no avail?"

Li Fan found himself deeply puzzled.

Later, the self-narration of the Guardian of the Mound provided answers. At that time, he was still an ordinary True Immortal and had not yet reached the nameless realm. His words were naturally dismissed.

But in the eighty-eighth century, the Guardian of the Mound accumulated strength before finally entering the nameless realm without making a fuss, continuing to guard the mound as usual.

At that time, it seemed the entire Immortal Realm was preoccupied with some anomaly, and no one paid attention to his mountain on the distant coast.

Until one day, the waves surged over the mountain.

...

Having distanced himself from the Guardian of the Mound's vast yet subtle life, Li Fan began focusing on the technique of "Ethereal Shadows Bearing Dao."

"According to the Guardian, sitting atop the mound and facing the sea, he faced countless cosmic laws in the form of wave after wave."

"The waves and the dao are two sides of the same coin."

"A person standing at the mountain's peak is like a giant stone. Each day, they are worn down by the waves, but also leave unique traces between the mountain and the sea."

...

The Guardian of the Mound's writings were incredibly obscure, even for Li Fan after countless lifetimes.

"Without the True Virtue, I might have been lost in this technique, unable to grasp its essence. It could easily be dismissed as a joke!"

"This technique is fundamentally different from the world's cultivation systems," Li Fan realized.

But what made the Guardian of the Mound's writings remarkable was that even if the recipient couldn't understand it, the five ethereal shadows actively inscribed the technique, allowing them to use it effortlessly.

"It doesn’t require any personal sacrifice. It merely extracts traces left in history and dao, manifesting as an ethereal shadow to bear the weight of the dao..."

"This power is truly beyond imagination!"

Moreover, Li Fan sensed that this "Ethereal Shadows Bearing Dao" had more than just resisting the dao's erosion.

"Unscathed by a hundred trials, repelling all techniques, eternal life... The key is 'transcendence'—breaking free from the cosmic web."

At the same time, extracting traces left in the mountains and seas also severed ties with the world.

...

With his solitary form, no longer bound by the dao's net...

Li Fan was filled with awe and longing.

As the Guardian of the Mound's teachings came to an end, he realized that all of "The Writings of the Mound" had been inscribed.

The five ethereal shadows of the Guardian of the Mound bowed slightly towards Li Fan before dissipating, returning to their silent state.

Li Fan solemnly returned a bow. He knew this was the Guardian's hope for future sages who might also carry on this technique.

"Perhaps there are other ethereal shadows of the Guardian beyond these walls."

"Now that he has left behind these ethereal shadows, where is he? Has he already moved beyond current possibilities?"

Thinking about the star sea below, which still harbored life despite the dao's erosion, Li Fan suddenly understood.

And his faith in the Guardian of the Mound’s ability to transcend possibilities was unshaken.

"Regardless, leaving behind these ethereal shadows and a mysterious technique for salvation is enough. The Guardian has certainly fulfilled his duty."

"Worthy of the name 'Majestic Virtue.'"

After much contemplation, Li Fan finally regained his composure and looked at the other Immortal Realm fragments.

These fragments, once just floating silently, now seemed more mundane, easily overlooked by others.

"Perhaps it's more accurate to say they are gradually detaching from this world."

Li Fan felt a sudden sense of caution. He remembered how that nameless True Immortal leg bone had moved towards him during the True Virtue phase, seemingly sensing something.

"The nameless realm cannot be simply measured in life and death."

"Though it's just a leg bone, still fragmented, who knows what might happen after receiving 'The Writings of the Mound'?"

Li Fan tentatively summoned one white fragment.

From the network of Daoist pieces, his true form materialized.

A repulsive force pushed him down from the highest point of the circular hall, carrying the Medicine King's True Cauldron with him.

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