Chapter 7: The Method of Changing One's Fate

  "Grave robbing!!!!!" Qin Hao's face suddenly flushed, as if withered wood had encountered spring. The so-called divine medicine Ling Shi he might have found but couldn't use, but this grave robbing was right up his alley.

  "It's true, it's grave robbing. Cultivating for years, understanding the vastness of the universe, from opening up the divine repository to becoming a famous scholar, then a famous teacher, and finally achieving enlightenment. Upon entering the human path, one can possess 5,000 years of age. The king's cultivators have survived three disasters and nine punishments, achieving great emperors, and above the great emperors are holy emperors. Your ancestor was a holy emperor, but unfortunately, only three people in this world have achieved holy emperors, while the rest died, including kings and even great emperors, all because they couldn't withstand the passage of time." Mingyue Xiang said, filled with endless emotions.

  "They're all dead!!!" Qin Hao was shocked, but then delighted, he finally understood what Mingyue Xiang wanted to say.

  "All of them are dead, but some great emperors were unwilling to die without cultivating, so they sat and transformed, leaving behind tombs that used their own bodies as the foundation to suppress the flow of energy and protect their descendants. So if you can take advantage of this from their bodies, then heaven and earth will let you roam freely."

  "Wait! These ancient tombs must have guardians, their descendants can't just leave them unguarded, right?" Qin Hao's heart was filled with turbulent waves.

  "No, no one knows where these tombs are. To reach the Emperor's realm, you need to have a plan in place, turn the world upside down. The Great Emperor's realm is even more unpredictable, how can their tombs be known? Moreover, there are no longer any Great Emperors in this world now. Even if they were found, who could break through the Great Emperor's formation? Not to mention that these celestial mausoleums all belong to various major sects, whoever dares to rob a tomb would be digging up someone else's ancestral grave, cutting off their fortune and luck?" Mingyue Xiang suddenly realized she had misspoken. This celestial mausoleum couldn't even be broken by a Great Emperor, how could her disciple, who was only a spiritual pulse, possibly break through?

  However, she looked at Qin Hao and found that Qin Hao had not discovered the contradiction in her words. Instead, he was infatuated with a foolish expression, as if thinking about his future achievements as a great emperor.

  The moonlight fragrance in her heart was even more painful, and she didn't know if giving her apprentice a glimmer of hope was right or not. But she knew that if the divine pulse really revived, not only would the great emperors who had disappeared from this world have a chance, but even the sacred emperors who created heaven and earth might have a chance. Unfortunately, all of this was impossible.

  Her disciple, although having a great aura and being protected by the gods, even if he could find the tomb of the Great Emperor or the King's Mausoleum, how could he break through the formation inside? She just wanted to tell a lie to give Qin Hao hope to survive. However, she would never guess that this disciple was not the real Tian Xuan but a soul from Earth. Although she could sense some of Qin Hao's thoughts, it was only because Qin Hao had unusual thoughts about her that she could perceive them.

  What is Ke Qin Hao? A grave robber, a direct descendant of the orthodox Mo Jin School, who can identify the dragon veins all over the world with the help of Xun Long Jue. Moreover, his Pan Huang Yi Mai allows him to clearly sense some of the grand trends of heaven and earth. Combining the subtleties of Xun Long Jue, all the fairy tombs are like a **-eating virgin lying on the bed, dazed and waiting for his desecration.

  The more he thought about it, the more Qin Hao couldn't help but exclaim: "Damn it, that fortune teller really didn't cheat me! It seems my good luck has arrived, hahaha... The Dragon Seeking Manual and the Panhuang Divine Pulse are a perfect match, just like heaven-made clothes. Indeed, great difficulties will not kill you, and there must be good fortune afterwards, hahahahaha..."

  "What's... what's wrong with you?" Qin Hao's silly smile left Mingyue Xiang stunned, thinking to herself that her disciple couldn't have gone crazy, could he? Her heart ached once again, wondering if she was being sinful.

  "Master, for my new life, I want to change my name, is it possible?" Qin Hao became serious.

  The bright moon finally put her mind at ease "New life! Alright, I allow you to change your name."

  Jing Xuan, this name was given by Ming Yue Xiang. Now that it's going to be changed, of course, it needs Ming Yue Xiang's consent. Qin Hao is just making a show of thinking for a moment and says: "Master, what about calling me Qin Hao?"

  "Qin Hao!" Mingyue Xiang stared at Qin Hao, as if trying to see some mystery, making Qin Hao's whole body feel numb, thinking that the master had discovered something: "The name is a good name, but what's mysterious about it?"

  "Qin is steady and calm, Hao is vast and upright, steady and vast is Qin Hao."

  "Hmm, is that all?" Mingyue Xiang was apparently stifled by Qin Hao's previous words and habitually thought that Qin Hao's words should have a deeper meaning. This also conforms to the Panhuang bloodline, which has no real power but relies on heavenly luck, and can be explained away with vague excuses.

  "It's that simple." Qin Hao smiled, looking at Mingyue Xiang's face with some infatuation. Under the moonlight, it was even more dazzling, as if a fairy from heaven had descended to meet him.

  "Alright, go back and rest. I'll arrange for you not to do any more miscellaneous tasks. Once Master finds the divine medicine, he will definitely make up for your heavenly deficiency." Mingyue Xiang said, and then she floated away.

  "Master!" Qin Hao suddenly exclaimed.

  "What else is there?" The clear moonlight lingered in mid-air, like a dream, like an illusion.

  "That... uh..." Qin Hao said with embarrassment: "That thing, isn't the disciple already recovered? Why don't you give the disciple a few magical artifacts to carry around? It's not right for them to be bullied like this."

  Upon hearing this, Mingyue Xiang shook her head, as if she had seen through Qin Hao's thoughts: "I'd like to give it to you, but unfortunately, your divine storage hasn't opened yet, and you can't even use the most basic talismans. Without divine storage, one cannot use divine power, and this is also the biggest drawback of body-refining cultivators - they can't use magical artifacts until they reach the Nascent Soul stage."

  "Oh." Qin Hao felt a wave of disappointment.

  However, it's not that there's no way out. The treasure of attacking won't be useful to you even if I give it to you, but the hidden symbol record can be engraved for you, which will leave my divine power until it's exhausted. When you encounter a strong enemy, you can walk around and don't have to suffer from bullying. Mingyue Xiang felt that her apprentice was going to save face, and being bullied all the time wasn't good either. Moreover, she also wanted to retreat and contemplate to achieve enlightenment, only then would she have the opportunity to find the divine medicine for Qin Hao.

  "Alright, alright." Qin Hao really didn't need any magical tools to sneak out, and then he could search for the ancient tomb. Otherwise, if someone followed him, his life wouldn't be worth a penny.

  "Heaven and earth have no bounds, three gods transform, divine spirits wield swords, borrowing the power of heaven and earth." Mingyue Xiang said it would be done, standing tall and slender in mid-air, as if a holy fairy.

  But what surprised Qin Hao was that three figures suddenly floated out of Mingyue Xiang's body. The first figure wore white clothes, pure and innocent. The second figure wore black clothes, looking evil and strange. The third figure wore gray clothes, neither happy nor sad, as if nothing in the world could move him.

  The most important thing is that these three figures are exactly the same as Master, but Qin Hao can clearly feel that these three figures seem to be more in harmony with this world than Master himself. Moreover, they seem to be in sync with the rhythm of the universe and have incorporated it into the symbol record. However, Qin Hao can see that they only borrowed a small part of the vast universe's rhythm, just like humans, who can only exert a small part of their own strength.

  He thought that if he could truly depict the veins of heaven and earth, it would be incredibly powerful. However, even if he could see those veins, he didn't have the divine power to depict them. Moreover, there was an even higher level of veins that even he couldn't see clearly, shrouded in a misty haze that seemed to obstruct his vision.

  "This is the master's divine spirit, opening the divine repository, the title of the named scholar will cut off the first divine spirit, the evil god. Entering the realm of the named teacher will cut off the second divine spirit, the good god. Entering the realm of the named master, the third divine spirit, the neutral god, will be cut out. The divine spirit is the foundation of human beings. If the divine spirit disperses, the cultivator cannot survive alone. If you can open the divine repository one day, you can also cut off the divine spirit. Once you become a Daoist, the divine spirit will be the greatest help. Even if the divine spirit dies, it can still emerge from the divine repository through fantasy. Therefore, not becoming a Daoist is not considered a true cultivator." Mingyue Xiang patiently explained to Qin Hao while drawing symbols in the air, although she didn't think Qin Hao could truly open the divine repository in the future, and being able to refine his body would be a miracle.

  But Qin Hao's feeling was completely different, these three gods made Qin Hao feel a chill, like ghosts, although they were all beautiful enough to make him want to hug them, but his heart still had some goosebumps. Suddenly he thought of something and said in his heart: "Could it be that this world is connected to ancient China? Why did the Feng Shui borrowed from there become the way of cultivation here? And Panhuang is an existence that opened up the sky and earth, just like Pangu in ancient China who also opened up the sky and earth."

  Qin Hao couldn't understand, perhaps the path of fate would become clearer as he walked further. He thought to himself, but Master's gesture of drawing talismans made him think of the Chinese saying "ghostly brushstrokes", could it be that ancient Chinese people also had such divine spirits, using divine spirits to outline the grand trend of heaven and earth, and finally storing the grand trend in the symbol record to drive away evil?

  He suddenly thought of the talismans of Xie Ling Shi, wasn't this the same principle? These talismans all contained the power of heaven and earth, and when they were absorbed into a person's body, they would become incredibly powerful. Although this was just his speculation, he always felt that there was some kind of connection, but this wasn't what he had been thinking about - Master's talisman had already been drawn.

  "This is the Thirty Hidden Talismans, each talisman can be used for ten hours. Once you encounter danger, you will drip your blood into the talisman and silently recite 'ji ji ru lü ling' to let the talisman hide you. It will only reappear after ten hours, unless it's a Cultivator who has achieved enlightenment, no one else can detect you." Mingyue Xiang handed over the talismans to Qin Hao, and the three divine spirits received them.

  "What a wonderful talisman." Qin Hao was shocked, he could feel that the talisman seemed to contain a pulse, just like a person, and also like a small world, and also like a kind of catalyst that harmonized heaven and earth, its use could allow him to possess a unique power.

  "The Panhuang Divine Pulse has the ability to see through the grand trend of heaven and earth. If it can be cultivated, alas..." Mingyue Xiang sighed secretly, if the Panhuang Divine Pulse is cultivated, it will surely dominate the world."

  "Master, what's wrong?"

  "It's all right, Master is going into seclusion. Before he does, I will entrust some matters to you, and you must take care of yourself." Mingyue Xiang said.

  "How long has Master been in seclusion?" Qin Hao asked.

  "It may take a year and a half at the earliest, or it could be ten years, even decades." Mingyue Xiang sighed.

  "It's been so long..." Qin Hao was stunned, a year on Earth is considered long, but here, people can retreat for a year and a half or even ten years, a hundred years, wouldn't that make him an old monster on Earth?

  "In the mountains, there is no firstborn son, and cultivation has no years... A smile sounded, the bright moon fragrance drifted away, and Qin Hao was about to start his grave-robbing career..."