Sheng Fu

Chapter 1217 Doing the opposite

Zhong Yi stared blankly, wondering why Yuwen Jun was laughing.

Yuwen Jun patted Zhong Yi on the shoulder and said cheerfully, "Don't be too tense. I know you've had your own hardships over the years, but in the future, there will definitely be a bright future ahead."

"Don't always have a long face, or you'll have trouble finding a wife."

Zhong Yi paused, seemingly understanding something, but still maintained an otherworldly demeanor.

Perhaps what Yuwen Jun truly appreciated about Zhongyi was precisely Zhongyi's clear and pure nature.

"Where shall we go to cultivate?" Zhongyi asked, changing the subject.

There must be a place for spiritual practice.

As soon as the words were spoken, a surge of powerful true energy emanated from the Netherworld Cave, accompanied by an intense killing intent, as if a fierce battle to the death was taking place.

"Aren't you going to offer some assistance?" Zhong Yi asked tentatively, seeing that Yuwen Jun remained unmoved.

Yuwen Jun waved his hand and said, "Let them go. The reason we chose the Netherworld Cave is to use the Netherworld's evil energy to temper them. If they can't withstand it, they won't become true strongmen."

"I reckon a few people will be severely injured."

"But it doesn't matter. The road to becoming a strong person is never smooth."

Unfortunately, Zhong Yi was unaware that none of the members of the Tianhu clan dared to venture deep into the Netherworld Cave for cultivation and trials.

In Yuwen Jun's mind, they had all taken the pills made by the Heavenly Nether Python, and their physical constitution and potential had already been transformed, perhaps making them slightly stronger than the members of the Heavenly Tiger Clan.

“Let’s go, let’s head to the Black Mountain,” Yuwen Jun said thoughtfully.

The land of Black Mountain!?
Zhong Yi looked completely bewildered, not understanding what Yuwen Jun meant.

Before Zhong Yi could react, he felt the world turn upside down, and the next moment, he found himself in the Black Mountain region.

Yuwen Jun led Zhongyi to the top of a mountain, overlooking the surrounding world.

In the distance, there are simple tents set up, as well as mining areas.

Human and Elven groups were trading along the narrow road.

Even more powerful demonic beasts are clearing land in the mountains and wilderness.

I sensed that this devastated landscape had no spiritual energy to speak of and was no longer suitable for cultivation. Even though there were occasionally some spirit crystals deep in the mountains that exuded rich spiritual energy, it was not enough to support cultivation.

Yuwen Jun made a slight thought, and a moment later, Yuan Heng crossed the void and arrived.

Upon seeing the sudden arrival of the powerful dragon, Zhong Yi instinctively cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, senior."

Yuan Heng nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

"Where is Qianling?" Yuwen Jun's eyes were as deep as the sea as he looked around for tens of thousands of miles, but he did not see the human princess.

Yuan Heng bowed slightly and replied humbly, "Your Highness Qianling has returned to the capital and will lead a delegation to Lingdu on a chosen day to congratulate the new emperor on his ascension to the throne."

"Within this devastated half of the country, there are quite a few ores and some scarce medicinal resources, which are still in the mining stage at present."

"By the end of next year, the overall trade will be in place."

Yuwen Jun hummed in agreement.

It was indeed reasonable for Qianling to lead the delegation to Lingdu to congratulate the new emperor on his ascension to the throne.

If the Human Emperor were to arrive in person, it would inevitably make the Spirit Race feel somewhat oppressed. However, Princess Qianling's status would naturally make the Spirit Race feel honored by the arrival of a distinguished guest.

"Are there any remote, uninhabited areas nearby?" Yuwen Jun asked.

Yuan Heng was slightly confused and subconsciously asked, "Why has Your Majesty come?"

Yuwen Jun smiled knowingly and said, "Cultivation, seclusion—any place where you won't be disturbed will do." Yuan Heng wondered if he had misheard, looking at Yuwen Jun seriously, and whispered, "Are you joking?"

How can one cultivate oneself in a barren land?

Yuwen Jun's expression hardened as he said, "I'm not joking."

Seeing a hint of sharpness in Yuwen Jun's eyes, Yuan Heng quickly lowered his head and said, "Please come with me."

In the blink of an eye, I was traversing the void once again.

The Ten Thousand Mountains are interconnected, shrouded in mist, with little spiritual energy. The mountains and rivers in sight are mostly broken, and there are no monsters to be seen, whether in the hills or deep in the rivers.

Upstream of the great river is a dilapidated mountain peak.

The surrounding area was desolate and lifeless, stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

Upon arriving at this place, Yuwen Jun immediately took a liking to it.

Below the broken mountain peaks, clear streams can be seen, and fine snowflakes can be seen falling.

“This is the place. We will cultivate here,” Yuwen Jun said seriously.

Although Zhong Yi did not know why Yuwen Jun made such a choice, he did not doubt Yuwen Jun's motives, nor did he doubt Yuwen Jun's understanding of cultivation.

Yuan Heng, on the other hand, looked like he'd seen a ghost. He wanted to offer some advice, but seeing that Yuwen Jun had made up her mind, he couldn't bring himself to speak.

"You just focus on protecting the Dharma. Any commotion from this place must not be reported to outsiders," Yuwen Jun instructed Yuan Heng, who was standing to the side.

Yuan Heng bowed respectfully and replied, "Yes, sir."

In a short while, Yuan Heng disappeared.

Then Yuwen Jun saw a blue stone not far away, took a step and stood on it. He then sat cross-legged and said to Zhong Yi, "Sit wherever you feel comfortable."

“Cultivating the True Essence of Myriad Spirits is a process of creating something from nothing. It just so happens that the spiritual energy here is so thin that it can be ignored. If you study it carefully, you can use the stones from other mountains to polish your own jade.”

"Remember, the essence lies in creating something from nothing."

"Something comes from nothing, and something is born from nothing."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yi's expression hardened slightly, as if he had understood something. He looked around and then sat down under a cypress tree that was about ten feet tall. He quickly focused on maintaining his inner peace.

Yuwen Jun took a deep breath.

In the past, spiritual cultivation relied too much on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or on certain auspicious places.

This journey of cultivation was specifically undertaken in a barren land, in order to experience the legendary realm of creation from nothingness.

After concentrating his mind and gathering his energy, Yuwen Jun subconsciously began to circulate the true essence within his body, which flowed freely like a dragon swimming in the deep sea, while the chaotic imperial energy circulated in an orderly manner.

He ignored Zhongyi.

Even if Zhongyi's cultivation this time is destined to be fruitless, Yuwen Jun does not care.

Yuwen Jun's plan was to first recover from his injuries, and then naturally advance to the mid-stage of the Lingxiao realm. Only then would Zhongyi truly face the test.

Among his peers, very few had the opportunity to be personally trained by him.

Even with Zhang Benchu ​​back then, Yuwen Jun only gave him a few casual pointers and did not provide him with hands-on guidance.

Unbeknownst to them, Yuwen Jun's figure seemed to merge with the blue stone, with no trace of his aura escaping, while Zhong Yi under the cypress tree still emitted a faint fluctuation of true essence.

Zhong Yi slightly opened his eyes and looked at Yuwen Jun on the blue stone. He couldn't help but wonder, "Life and death are inherently opposites. One can merge with boundless life or with endless death, thereby comprehending the profound Dao?"

"Between life and death, the Way arises..."