171: It can only be understood but not expressed in words

“We are ignorant?”

As soon as these words were uttered, Midnight Gao Sou hadn't reacted, but Wang Long was the first to get agitated.

He stepped forward directly, glaring fiercely at the old Formation Master, and pressed, “Old man, if you don’t explain yourself today, don’t even think about leaving here.”

Xiao Buyu was also a little bewildered by this scene; he had never seen such an arrogant player.

The other members of the Xing Shi Club beside Wang Long were now looking at their noses and pretending not to know him.

Their captain had always been haughty. Ever since he ostracized Ye Chun, he looked down on everyone, speaking impolitely to anyone, and had never been taught a lesson by anyone.

Even during his previous fight with Ye Chun, he only believed there were other interferences, so it wasn't a failure.

“Young people are truly impolite.”

The old Formation Master snorted, then suddenly raised his hand. A small circular ring appeared, quickly forming a protective Formation that enveloped him and Xiao Buyu, forcefully leading them out of the crowd.

Wang Long was somewhat dumbfounded. The Formation Master’s methods were indeed unfathomable, and he didn't react in time.

“Young man, this Nascent Soul Legacy is not something just anyone can obtain.”

As the old Formation Master moved further away, his voice slowly drifted back: “The more profound the Legacy, the more mysterious the medium it uses. Sometimes it can only be understood implicitly, not expressed in words, making the Legacy extremely difficult to obtain, and a fated person hard to find. Alas, this old man is not that fated person.”

The old Formation Master sighed and left with Xiao Buyu.

Xiao Buyu, however, asked, “Master, what exactly is going on? If the Legacy isn't in the Scripture Pavilion, where could it be?”

The old Formation Master slowly began, “As you know, once a Cultivation Technique reaches a high grade, copied versions lose their efficacy. Only a medium created by secret methods can bear it.”

“But there’s another situation: the entire Legacy is integrated into the heavens and earth, scattered among mountains and rivers. A fated person can gain enlightenment from it and achieve the Dao in a single morning, while those without fate will be trapped within it their entire lives.”

Xiao Buyu felt his head spinning a bit, not quite understanding what his Master was saying.

Seeing his confusion, the old Formation Master tapped his head: “You Extraterrestrial Demons truly lack common sense. Do you think Cultivation Techniques, spells, or even skills, can all be written down, passed on, and then taught to you repeatedly by a teacher?”

Xiao Buyu clutched his head: “Isn’t that how it works?”

The old Formation Master shook his head: “If it were truly that easy, why would there be so few Cultivators? Why would ancient Legacies decline one after another? In an era where Prodigies wither, even if a peerless Legacy were placed before your eyes, you would have no idea how to begin.”

The old Formation Master shook his head and, taking Xiao Buyu, rose on the wind and walked through the air. As he did, he turned his head and gazed towards Mingshui Heaven.

He saw the great river winding, flowing from north to south, its gurgling sound like a giant water snake crawling. All the surrounding buildings were nestled in its bends, like its scales, and the main peak of Mingshui Heaven was located at the head of the water snake, as if it were raising its head.

A mist surrounded the area, as if ancient sounds had transformed into rising and falling clouds, then sunk into the great river.

The old Formation Master stared intently, then formed hand seals and cast a spell, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't discern the key.

“Alas.”

He let out a long sigh and, no longer lingering, left with Xiao Buyu... Xiao Buyu, however, was concerned about this matter, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was amiss.

He always felt that the things his Master inadvertently revealed were very Xuanhuan, another crucial setting of the Xuanhuan World.

So he edited their previous conversation into a video, adding footage recorded near the Scripture Pavilion, and uploaded it all.

Soon, replies appeared:

“What does this native mean? I don’t understand?”

“He means top-tier Legacies won’t be recorded on Jade Slips or books? Then what will they be recorded on?”

“On hard drives?”

The players watched the video and discussed it animatedly, but they couldn't figure it out.

The information revealed this time again surpassed their common knowledge.

In ordinary games, learning skills involves a dedicated panel, where you can learn by spending skill points, skill experience, and so on.

However, in the Xuanhuan World, things are a bit different. Players first need to obtain the corresponding Cultivation Technique, spell, or other Legacy records, then comprehend it. Only after comprehension can they officially begin to Cultivate, and Cultivation also has its own progress stages.

This immersion was simply unbeatable, captivating many people. Some players even buried themselves in the Scripture Pavilion of small Sects, practicing new spells daily.

But no matter what, in essence, it was just a skin over skill learning; skill books were still required. It was just that these skill books were either copied versions, Jade Slips, or bamboo slips—in any case, from the players' perspective, skill books were still necessary.

But this time, the old Formation Master stated that the Legacy was not in the Scripture Pavilion, but in the great river.

And from his words, from his expressions and demeanor, it could be seen that this Legacy was most likely not a book, not a Jade Slip, but something very difficult to articulate, which would fit his description:

It can only be understood implicitly, not expressed in words.

This left the players completely baffled. What exactly did it mean, “can only be understood implicitly, not expressed in words”?

The players originally thought they had grasped the rules of the Xuanhuan World, knowing how to become stronger and how to develop.

But this time, with the fall of Mingshui Heaven and the impending revelation of the Nascent Soul Legacy, they suddenly realized:

In the face of the vast Xuanhuan World, they were merely ephemeral creatures, forever like frogs at the bottom of a well gazing at the blue sky, unable to see clearly or think through things... “It can only be understood implicitly, not expressed in words...”

Ye Chun chewed on these words, a slight frown on his face.

Before departing, he had inquired with the Sect Master of Heshui Prefecture about the Nascent Soul Legacy, and the other party had given a similar cryptic response—

“You’ll know when you get there.”

Such riddle-like words made Ye Chun feel a bit helpless.

The Xuanhuan World was a completely unfamiliar Domain for these players; many concepts they truly knew nothing about, and could only slowly explore.

“Hmm?”

At this moment, Ye Chun suddenly felt a slight stir.

After the Formation shattered, the surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to have changed somewhat, causing his Cultivation Technique to constantly operate, and the Spiritual Qi within his body became increasingly active.

Moreover, it subtly pointed in a certain direction.

Ye Chun looked up; that was the direction of the Scripture Pavilion, but not the Scripture Pavilion itself, rather the middle part of that mountain peak.

He gazed at the mountain peak, at its smooth body, its appearance like a water snake.

Suddenly, Ye Chun completely froze.

He felt that the mountain peak was not naturally formed, but rather someone had shaped it into this appearance using some means.

And the lingering aftertaste of that method still lingered on the mountain peak, unable to dissipate for a long time.

This feeling was very mysterious, something he had never experienced before, but thanks to the new VR pod's simulation of the Soul, Ye Chun was completely immersed in it. He gazed from afar, his Cultivation Technique operating, constantly inhaling and exhaling.

At the same time, Wang Long and the others rose into the air and headed towards the Scripture Pavilion.