Max-Level Learning Ability: Facing The Cliff And Repenting For 80 Years Chapter 42 – Chapter 42: I Love Killing People in My Dreams!

Chapter 42: I Love Killing People in My Dreams!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Wasn't Wu Shaobai defeated by the Heavenly Path Sect?” Li Qingshan asked in confusion.

“No.” A'wei shook his head and said, “There are many patriarchs in the Heavenly Path Sect, but they rarely fight. The Northwest Gun King rose 30 years earlier than Wu Shaobai and is a top expert of the previous generation. At that time, the Northwest Gun King's relationship with Patriarch Baihua of the Heavenly Path Sect was widely spread in the cultivation world.”

Li Qingshan was interested. He had been alone for a long time and liked to listen to gossip, “Tell me about it.”

A'wei nodded and said in detail, “Patriarch Baihua is the most recent top expert in the Heavenly Path Sect who has become a Saint. She's less than 300 years old and famous for her beauty. When the Northwest Gun King first debuted, he went through a life-and-death situation and coincidentally met Patriarch

Baihua, who passed by and he saved her. From then on, the Northwest Gun King fell in love with Patriarch Baihua at first sight. Disregarding their differences in age, status, and cultivation, he madly pursued her.”

Li Qingshan listened calmly.

As a single man, he couldn't comment on such relationships.

“Patriarch Baihua initially didn't feel anything toward Northwest Gun King. But gradually, the Northwest Gun King's meticulous care and rapid improvement in his cultivation moved Patriarch Baihua.” A'wei said.

“So, this pair with an age difference of 300 years still got together in the end?” Li Qingshan guessed.

A'wei shook his head with a strange expression and continued, “Patriarch

Baihua was moved, but not by love. She was moved purely because the

Northwest Gun King had grown stronger. He was powerful and loved Patriarch Baihua deeply. He was willing to do anything for her. Therefore, in the name of love, Patriarch Baihua asked the Northwest Gun King to help the Heavenly Path Sect deal with the threat from dozens of top geniuses.”

Li Qingshan frowned and asked, “Patriarch Baihua used the Northwest Gun King to kill the geniuses with potential from various sects or those who had already shown their brilliance?”

Such a behavior was very despicable.

A'wei nodded and said, “Because of this, the Northwest Gun King was hated by everyone in less than ten years. Both the Righteous and Demonic Paths saw him as a thorn in their side. It was only because he was strong and had reached the Saint Pass cultivation plane that he was not killed. However, he was forced to live in seclusion in the end.”

“So far, the story of the Northwest Gun King and Patriarch Baihua had come to an end. Everyone in the cultivation world believed that the Northwest Gun King had seen through Patriarch Baihua's manipulation of him.” A'wei said.

Li Qingshan smirked and said disdainfully, “But 40 years ago, the Heavenly Path Sect encountered another genius, and the Northwest Gun King still took action.”

“Yes, it was rumored that Patriarch Baihua also went to find the Northwest Gun

King that time. After living in seclusion for decades, he finally appeared before Yuhua Mountain and engaged in an earth-shattering battle with Senior Shaobai.” A'wei nodded.

“The Northwest Gun King's cultivation level is so strong, but why is his brain not working? Couldn't he see that Patriarch Baihua was using him?” Li Qingshan frowned.

“The Northwest Gun King once said a famous saying,” A'wei added.

“What famous saying?” Li Qingshan looked at A'wei.

A'wei coughed and cleared his throat. Then, he said affectionately, “There are so many geniuses to make use of, but why did she only make use of me? Isn't it because she likes me?”

Li Qingshan was speechless. “A bootlicker will die a horrible death!”

After a while, he said forcibly. A'wei nodded in agreement.

After that, the conversation ended.

A'wei still hadn't collected too many stories about the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar.

Or perhaps his story from back then had not been passed down. Silence returned to the Repentance Cliff.

Every day, Li Qingshan practiced katas, wiped the inscriptions, and comprehended skills. He was happily occupied. His cultivation level was also steadily increasing.

Time passed swiftly.

Three months passed.

Li Qingshan had not seen Little Nine or A'wei in the past three months. Because Little Nine had to cultivate and inherit the Sect Leader's position, he was so busy that he could not find the time to come.

At that time, A'wei had already left Yuhua Sect in the name of traveling. But in fact, he was going to help Li Qingshan inquire about the information of the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar.

Last time, the news he brought was so little that even Ah A'wei was not satisfied. This time, he returned to the Changhen Demonic Sect to help Li

Qingshan extensively search for information about the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar.

Li Qingshan continued to be at the Repentance Cliff. With the Little Fox, he gradually improved himself every day.

In three months, he had moved from the Second Heaven Great Venerable Plane to the Ninth Heaven Great Venerable Plane.

Yes, Li Qingshan had crossed the Ninth Heaven Great Venerable Plane in just three months.

It was an accumulation of the past three years.

His root bone was as dense as a forest.

Furthermore, he had his Maxed -Level Comprehension skill.

In addition, he is diligent in his cultivation.

That created the miracle.

Li Qingshan was standing in front of the Saint Pass and probing seriously.

To him, it was not difficult to break through the Human World Pass. The biggest problem was comprehending that pass to enter the Saint Plane.

That night, the sky was filled with stars, and the moon was bright. It was extremely beautiful.

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged in meditation. He lit a stick of incense before him, filling the room with fragrance.

In his body, a large area of dense forest-like root bone was constantly absorbing an unimaginable amount of spiritual Qi.

Li Qingshan's cultivation level was also increasing. The quantitative change led to a qualitative change.

That night, his soul was beating.

With a boom, three Buddha phantoms appeared behind him, chanting scriptures.

Li Qingshan's primordial spirit jumped lightly with its left foot on its right foot, jumping out of the Niwan Palace as if it were climbing the heavenly stairway.

Boom!

The three Buddhas occupied three sides, while Li Qingshan's primordial spirit left his body and occupied one side.

A Dao discussion with Buddhas!

Dao was everything in the world. It was the truth, the culture, the basic necessities, the birth, the old, the sick, and the dead…

The three Buddhas were narrating the past, present, and future, the three grand scriptures that could be narrated for a lifetime.

Li Qingshan was narrating the vicissitudes of life that he had comprehended.

Although it was said to be a narration, he was actually comparing his own Dao with the Trikaya Buddhist Scriptures, then correcting, modifying, and improving it.

Li Qingshan benefited greatly from that process.

His foundation was becoming more perfect.

The pass between the Ninth Heaven Great Venerable and the Saint Plane became more transparent.

Buddhist chants accompanied the fall of the golden lotus. The past, present, and future kept changing.

Because of his Maxed -Level Comprehension skill, Li Qingshan could comprehend it very easily.

His primordial spirit's perception expanded.

It crossed the Repentance Cliff and Yuhua Sect, swiftly expanding outwards.

During that period, no one noticed.

Only when it had expanded for three thousand miles was it discovered by a man sitting in a carriage.

That carriage was unmanned. Under the moonlight, it was moving in the direction of Yuhua Sect. A middle-aged man was sitting in the carriage, holding a long spear and gently wiping it.

“How dare you!”

Suddenly, the middle-aged man shouted. He noticed the traces of Li Qingshan's primordial spirit expanding. He shook his spear and shot out a cold light, trying to break the primordial spirit spying on him.

In the bamboo hut on Repentance Cliff in Yuhua Sect, Li Qingshan was studying and comprehending the Trikaya Buddhist Scriptures. He had made great progress and was engrossed in it.

The sudden roar made him frown, and his primordial soul immediately looked into the distance.

Three thousand miles away, a middle-aged man was cleaning his spear in a carriage.

“Peak Great Venerable cultivation level?”

“No, he has already reached Ninth Heaven Great Venerable and stepped into the Human World Pass.”

“Holding a spear and exuding an unparalleled aura. He's the Northwest Gun

King. ”

Li Qingshan analyzed the other party's identity in an instant. “What is the Northwest Gun King doing at Yuhua Sect?”

“Did Patriarch Baihua talk him into killing me this time?”

“We don't have any grudges in the past, and we don't have any in the present. Yuhua Sect is 80,000 miles away from the Northwest, and you're here to kill me because of a woman?”

At that moment, Li Qingshan's mind was active. He instantly analyzed the reason why the Northwest Gun King had come.

For that reason, he could not help but sigh, “What a good dog!”

In the next second, Li Qingshan's Primordial Spirit Power followed the starlight and crashed in front of the Northwest Gun King like a mighty river.

The Northwest Gun King straightened his body and wielded his spear. With a sudden strike, he transformed into a dragon.

Roar!

The dragon roared and opened his bloody mouth, wanting to devour Li Qingshan's primordial spirit.

Unfortunately, Li Qingshan's primordial spirit carried the power of the Trikaya Buddhist Scriptures. It crossed 3,000 miles and crushed the dragon with unparalleled power.

Then, under the illumination of the new moon, an extremely terrifying energy was injected into the Northwest Gun King's body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Northwest Gun King's expression changed drastically. He gripped his spear tightly and roared with a ferocious expression. He poured out all the energy in his body to resist Li Qingshan's Primordial Spirit Power.

However, the carriage and the ground within a radius of ten miles under him all collapsed dozens of meters with a boom.

“How is this possible?” When the Northwest Gun King saw that scene, he muttered with a dull expression.

He was an expert who had surpassed the Ninth Heaven Great Venerable.

He was an expert who had stepped into the Human World Pass.

He had dominated the world for hundreds of years.

He suppressed the Northwest alone with his power.

But then, he was almost unable to withstand the attack of an unfamiliar expert's Primordial Spirit Power.

Although he had withstood the pouring of Li Qingshan's Primordial Spirit Power, the area within ten miles was already in a mess.

The Northwest Gun King looked ahead in shock.

The Primordial Spirit Power slowly gathered into a human figure that floated in the air.

It was as if a God had descended.

The Northwest Gun King was stunned.

“There's actually someone who can condense the Primordial Spirit Power to such an extent at the Great Venerable Plane?” Northwest Gun King felt like he was dreaming.

If it wasn't for the soreness all over his body, he would have slapped himself.

“Who are you?” The Northwest Gun King asked with difficulty.

“Someone from Yuhua Sect!” “I'm also the person you want to kill.”

Li Qingshan said calmly.

“You've already comprehended the Human World Pass?” The Northwest Gun King widened his eyes in disbelief.

If he hadn't comprehended the Human World Pass, the Northwest Gun King couldn't imagine someone being so terrifying.

“In the future, I will comprehend the Human World Pass. Of course, you won't be able to see that.” Li Qingshan's primordial spirit stared at Northwest Gun King and suddenly pointed at him.

There were no fancy movements.

There were no fanciful skills.

All there was was the enlightenment Li Qingshan gained from his Dao discussion with the Trikaya Buddha Scriptures. All of that poured into that single point.

Boom!

The Northwest Gun King was unable to resist and was melted by Li Qingshan's Dao.

Along with it, the area within a radius of ten miles sank another hundred meters with a boom.

Smoke dissipated.

The Northwest Gun King's body and carriage were no longer there. Only the spear, which was broken in half, was covered in potholes and pierced into the earth's core.

Seeing that scene, Li Qingshan already had some understanding of his power. He was neither happy nor sad.

His Primordial Spirit Power flowed back to the Repentance Cliff like a river and entered his body.

Thump!

His primordial spirit returned. Li Qingshan opened his eyes and yawned.. He looked into the distance and said, “I love killing people in my dreams!”

Chapter end