For a long while, Chu Weiyang was completely immersed in the process of comprehending the Daoist methods.
Even when Xiao Yulu gradually awakened from that coquettish, lovely dreamlike state, Chu Weiyang maintained the same posture, his entire mind deeply absorbed in the contemplation of the ancient and unfamiliar scripture.
In truth, since opening the Great Yin Form-Refining Profound Coffin, and with Chu Weiyang’s thoughts and consciousness connecting to the spiritual light of the intricate talismanic inscriptions, the scripture had taken shape within his mind.
This was actually just a fleeting moment.
But for someone like Chu Weiyang—on one hand, his innate celestial intuition poured in like a torrent; on the other, the rain and dew of myriad flowers cleansed him—he maintained an unusually clear and ethereal state of mind, enabling him to keep and necessarily continue to hold this emptiness and clarity of thought.
Thus, after Chu Weiyang’s divine sense linked with that complex scripture, he instantly and smoothly turned his entire focus inward, immersing himself wholly in the process of comprehending the scripture itself.