Chapter 1822 - 1823: Scroll Painting
Then Hoshino Meigetsu walked to the front and led everyone in reciting the Hoshino Family's family precepts. After reciting, Hoshino Meigetsu returned to his seat.
Hoshino Yuji said, "Then let's begin." After speaking, Hoshino Yuji opened the box on the stand and took out a scroll from inside.
Ling Zhenfei was shocked because, in his impression, the classics were all like books, but now what Hoshino Yuji took was clearly a scroll-like thing, seemingly made of animal skin.
Hoshino Yuji held the scroll without unfolding it and said in advance, "Everyone should create some distance between each other first.
And I must tell you, while viewing the Ittō-ryū Canon later, since everyone feels differently when looking at this scroll, their expressions will differ too.
So no matter what strange behavior anyone exhibits, do not be surprised, and do not disturb anyone."
Upon hearing Hoshino Yuji's words, everyone increased the distance between themselves and others.
Ling Zhenfei and Hoshino Junka exchanged smiles and then also created some distance.
Hoshino Yuji slowly unfolded the scroll, and indeed, the scroll was made out of skin, unsure if it was sheepskin or some other animal.
But it was definitely larger than sheepskin, and the skin had been processed through many procedures. The drawings on it were very clear.
Originally, Ling Zhenfei assumed that the Ittō-ryū collection would surely be a book with many texts on it.
But seeing this scroll, Ling Zhenfei was a bit stunned.
It indeed was a painting, and a very simple one at that. How simple was it?
If not for the somewhat fair sketches, one might really think these drawings were the work of a child.
Saying it was drawn was not entirely accurate; it seemed to be carved with something very unusual, directly onto the skin.
When Hoshino Yuji opened the scroll, Ling Zhenfei felt a very powerful wave of Northern Spiritual Energy and a sense of Divine Sense rushing toward him.
Ling Zhenfei was greatly alarmed, sensing a peculiar feeling as if a wave of Divine Sense was entering his mind.
Ling Zhenfei was curious, unsure if he should allow this Divine Sense to enter his Sea of Divine Consciousness.
But at this moment, Ling Zhenfei observed some changes in the people around him indeed.
These people, although cultivators in the Zhiyi Boundary, seemed to have lost their senses, with some beating their chests and stomping their feet, while others stood up and stamped the ground.
Some even lay on the ground as if struggling with effort, while others appeared to be fiercely resisting.
Ling Zhenfei was very curious and glanced at Hoshino Junka beside him, who at this time showed a painful expression, seeing something unknown.
Because of the prior reminder from Hoshino Yuji, Ling Zhenfei didn't dare touch her. Then he looked at Hoshino Meigetsu, whose eyes were tightly closed, yet one could see his eyeballs moving.
On Hoshino Meigetsu's face, sweat dripped down, clearly resisting something somewhere.
Ling Zhenfei was very puzzled, as if these people had been controlled by something.
In the entire room, it seemed that only Ling Zhenfei remained conscious, adding to his curiosity about what would happen if this Divine Sense entered his Sea of Divine Consciousness.
But now, seeing the different states of everyone, Ling Zhenfei was indecisive, suddenly thinking of a plan.
He pretended to have lost his senses, stood up from where he was seated, and staggered as if drunk toward the platform.
Of course, Ling Zhenfei had not lost his senses; he just wanted to suppressively take a clearer look at the details of the Ittō-ryū Canon.
Ling Zhenfei quickly walked to the side of the platform, his eyes scanning the skin.
To Ling Zhenfei's surprise, the skin had a lot of words, and they were in Chinese characters, indicating this skin originally belonged to Huaxia.
The text appeared to describe a person's biography, but written in seal script, Ling Zhenfei could only understand roughly.
It described the origins of Ittō-ryū, originally passed down by the divine master.
The divine master spent his life pursuing the will of the Star Lord, seeking to completely close the Interdimensional Space gate, find the Heavenly God Sword of the Star Lord, and prevent the rebirth of the Demon King.
However, the divine master calculated the end of his life and thus engraved his most renowned techniques on the sheepskin, hoping future generations could comprehend and inherit them.
After reading, Ling Zhenfei was very shocked to realize the sheepskin was a legacy from a thousand years ago from the divine master.
This divine master was a legendary figure, a very powerful cultivator, and an exceptional prophet who prophesied the arrival of the Demon King.
It was also he who told others the Heavenly God Sword was hidden in the Foreign Land Space. From the words on the sheepskin, it was clear his life had been dedicated to the Star Lord's will to defeat the invaders of the Foreign Land, even attempting to annihilate them.
The divine master, a legendary cultivator from a thousand years ago, had formidable signature techniques. It mentioned above that the divine master left several sheepskin scrolls, this Ittō-ryū Canon presumably being one of them.
After reading the text above, I started to view the drawings.
Perhaps due to the very close distance, Ling Zhenfei felt an unprecedented sensation.
The drawings on the skin, in silver strokes and iron lines, with just a few strokes, depicted everything with great clarity.
And another thing while looking at those texts above, although they depicted some matters of the divine master, at this time, Ling Zhenfei stood frozen.
After viewing the pictures, as he looked at the words, he discovered a problem, realizing the deeper meaning of the text was truly here.
These words were actually a form of disguise; when you try to understand what these characters mean, you often overlook their original meaning, which is in their writing style.
The styles of these characters, from their strokes to the finishing strokes, hold many profound meanings.
With this thought, Ling Zhenfei suddenly sensed those Chinese characters forming into lines, rushing into his mind.
The Divine Sense from before was still resistible, but at this moment there was no way to fend it off; those characters directly rushed into Ling Zhenfei's head.
Ling Zhenfei was shocked; those characters transformed within his Divine Sense, turning into a little person practicing sword techniques in his mind.
This sword technique was very unique, all revolving around wielding the sword.
Every Chinese character represented a method of wielding the sword.
It seemed like identical sword-wielding methods, but in this person's hands, every technique was different.
Even a voice echoed from within Ling Zhenfei's heart.
To kill, to defeat an opponent, why need so many techniques, just one move is enough, and that is when wielding the sword.