One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 63: 62: Meeting an old friend in the capital
Zhao Fuyun headed towards Tiandu Mountain without stopping at all.

When he saw the lower city again, the nervousness he had felt along the way suddenly relaxed at this moment, yet he also felt an indescribable excitement.

When he left last year, he was thinking about killing people and going to Wu Ze, so he inevitably felt pressured.

So when he left, he seemed relaxed, but he felt like a mountain was weighing him down in his heart.

When he left, no one saw him off, and when he came back, no one welcomed him.

But the mood is completely different.

After entering Duxia City, he no longer had a place to live on the mountain, so he came back and had to register at Wuliangyuan first.

It is equivalent to reporting, indicating that one has returned from building the foundation.

Fortunately, in Tiandu Mountain, disciples who have built their foundation can return no matter what mission they are on, without having to wait for the sect’s call. This is very good, and it can be seen that the mountain attaches great importance to the return of Xuanguan cultivators who have built their foundation.

He did not go to Wuliangyuan first because it was already late, so he wanted to find an inn to rest first.

When passing by the Red Hall, I couldn't help but think of the people and things in the Yinchai Courtyard on the night I left.

It is still vivid in my mind, yet it is now a thing of the past.

The lower city is well planned. After all, the people living here are either monks or their families.

The streets are spacious and the sewers are well arranged. There is no stench that is everywhere in Wuze County. Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but pay attention to this after he came back because he had smelled the stench everywhere in Wuze County.

Just as he was looking for an inn to stay in, someone suddenly called out, "Fuyun, Fuyun?"

Zhao Fuyun turned around and saw a young man running towards him immediately after he turned around.

There were a few young men and women with him, but they were just watching from across the street.

"Fuyun, why are you back? Have you established your foundation?" the young man asked with surprise and envy.

Zhao Fuyun nodded and did not deny it.

The young man's name was He Lianbi, and he studied painting with him in the Baihe Art Gallery.

His home is in this lower city of Du. His ancestors were once Purple Mansion monks from Tiandu Mountain, but as the generations went by, their family became increasingly decadent.

The Baihe Art Gallery is his clan’s property, but this generation is managed by his uncle.

Because practicing in the lower courtyard of the capital requires a lot of tuition, if one's family can teach and practice, one will practice at home, and on the day of building the foundation, one will directly enter the upper courtyard.

He Lianbi is like this. He practices in the training hall of his own family. There are many such families in the capital city. The family's training hall will also accept some outside monks to practice in the hall.

"Fuyun, you just came back from outside and have no place to stay, right? Come to my house and I'll welcome you." He Lianbi said.

Zhao Fuyun hesitated for a moment and said, "Would that be too much of a bother?"

"No, I live alone now." He Lianbi said with a little sadness.

"Don't you live at home? Why do you live alone?" Zhao Fuyun knew that his home was not very big. There was a mother in the house, and there were only two bedrooms. If he were to be added, he would have to sleep in the same bed with He Lianbi.

"I live at home, but my mother passed away years ago, so I am alone now," said He Lianbi.

"Uh, your aunt passed away? Please accept my condolences." Zhao Fuyun had met He Lianbi's mother twice. She was a very kind person. When he was having dinner at He Lianbi's house, the meals were cooked by his mother.

But I didn't expect that he passed away in the blink of an eye.

"My mother has always missed my father and was too worried. I am useless and made my mother worry too much. Now that my mother has passed away, she doesn't have to suffer the pain of missing him in the world." He Lianbi said. Zhao Fuyun sighed in his heart. He knew that the other party's father met his mother when he was traveling. The two of them were in love, but his father was injured when he came back, so he died early, and his mother was just an ordinary person.

After saying goodbye to his friend, He Lianbi took Zhao Fuyun to buy some cooked food, got a pot of wine and went home. After returning home, he steamed some rice and the two of them sat there and ate.

Zhao Fuyun didn't like wine very much, but He Lianbi seemed to like it quite a lot now. Most of the time, it was He Lianbi who asked him about his situation, and he didn't hide anything, which made He Lianbi's eyes full of envy.

"Fuyun, I really envy you. You are brave, hardworking, and talented. I also want to travel outside, find the true evil, and build a foundation for the Tao. But, do you know? In this lower city, every year there will be familiar or unfamiliar people who send back news from outside. Either their cultivation is completely wasted, or they died outside."

"If it were me, I would have died in that Wuze County you went to."

"You know what? Even if I was given the True Evil now, I wouldn't dare to combine it. Just a few days ago, I had a cousin who failed to combine his Evil. He said that the Mysterious Light was not pure and strong enough to refine the True Evil. Instead, the True Evil pierced his internal organs and he was burned to death."

"I was there at the time. I heard the screams from inside the house. Everyone rushed in and I didn't dare to look. When my cousin was carried out later, I took a look and saw that his whole body was burnt black. It was horrible."

He Lianbi drank as he spoke.

Zhao Fuyun didn't say anything. He knew that after reaching a certain stage in refining the mysterious light, it would be difficult to make progress. The reason for this was that his own divine will could not be trained.

If one wants to train his divine will, one needs to go through experience. Of course, there are also people who can condense the mysterious light into substance and build a foundation directly in an extremely quiet and pure state, but such people are rare.

Only after experiencing things, will a person's will become strong, and there will be a feeling of being reborn, and then the Xuanguan magic power will become more powerful.

However, He Lianbi's cousin is obviously not good enough in this aspect.

He slightly felt the mysterious light on He Lianbi's body, which gave him a feeling of looseness and softness, like a scattered flower.

"You really can't be in this state to fight against evil." Zhao Fuyun said.

"But, Fuyun, do you know? My father and mother both hope that I can become a foundation-building cultivator." He Lianbi said.

"If you really want to become a foundation-building cultivator, then leave Duxia City and travel outside, to a relatively stable country, leave the familiar environment, and experience some things. I think you will gain something." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Really?" He Lianbi looked at Zhao Fuyun with a pair of eyes that seemed drunk and full of expectation. He obviously needed others to give him confidence.

Zhao Fuyun said affirmatively: "Really, traveling can not only broaden your horizons, but also allow you to be independent between heaven and earth, and use worldly affairs to polish your mind, temper your yin and yang, and be self-sufficient in your nature. Then, your Xuan Guang can naturally become pure and tough."

That night, the two did not sleep in the same bed, but Zhao Fuyun could hear the sound of He Lianbi tossing and turning in the bed next to him.

The next day, after the two had breakfast, He Lianbi seemed to be in a much better mood, but Zhao Fuyun knew that he had kept his thoughts to himself.

After the two of them had finished eating the porridge, Zhao Fuyun said goodbye to him and headed towards the mountains.

On the road to immortality, you will meet many people, but most of the time, you can only guide them but it is difficult to help them directly.

In Tiandu Mountain, there is a house with a name in Wuliangyuan.

Re-registering your name in the registration room means that you have returned from building your foundation. Then, after a series of tests in the mountain, an initiation ceremony will be held. From then on, you can leave a soul lamp in the mountain and become a disciple of the upper courtyard of Tiandu Mountain, also known as an inner disciple.

In addition, one can enter the Dharma Collection Building and choose to practice techniques and spells.

This is the goal in Zhao Fuyun's mind, and it is what many people in the lower house dream of.

When he saw the couplets on both sides of Wuliang Courtyard, a myriad of thoughts filled his mind.

"Seeing the endless world, thinking about the infinite Dharma."

　Here it comes... I won’t say much else, just concentrate on writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)