novelapdf Chapter 2015 Unease, Trials in the Mortal World!
Chapter 2015 Unease, Trials in the Mortal World!
"A hundred years of arduous cultivation!"
Today I finally grasped the second level of the Law of Metal; it wasn't easy!
Sitting upright on the cloud bed, Cheng Buzheng stared at the panel floating in his sea of consciousness, his eyes filled with weariness and relief, and sighed softly.
A century of seclusion, working day and night without interruption.
He cast aside all external distractions and devoted himself day and night to refining the Golden Path with his own spirit.
Having endured countless difficult moments of spiritual exhaustion and restless Daoist heart,
They had barely crossed the threshold of the second level of the law.
As his fingertips gently caressed the cool jade surface of the cloud bed, a hint of regret flashed across Cheng Buzheng's eyes.
If he possesses a spiritual object that aligns with the laws of the Great Dao of Metal...
Why waste a whole century sitting in meditation and practicing asceticism?
With his current cultivation level at the Nascent Soul stage, coupled with his top-tier talent for comprehension...
At most one-tenth of the time is needed to steadily advance the Law of Metal to the second level.
There was even a surplus of spiritual objects related to the laws, laying the groundwork for comprehending the third level of the laws later on.
Unfortunately, the source of the Great Dao in this lower realm is scarce, and high-level Law-based spiritual objects have long been nearly extinct.
Ordinary rare and precious materials can still be found.
However, the most precious treasures that can directly nourish the laws and accelerate enlightenment are extremely rare, one in ten thousand miles and hard to find in the whole world.
With this thought in mind,
Cheng Buzheng gently shook his head, suppressing this unrealistic expectation in his heart.
There are no shortcuts on the path of spiritual practice.
If one lacks favorable circumstances, one can only compensate for one's natural talents with the passage of time.
Prove the Great Way through arduous practice.
This is the inescapable fate of cultivators in the lower realms.
Just as he was about to gather his mind and take advantage of the lingering enlightenment after breaking through the laws to continue cultivating the Great Dao...
Suddenly, a beautiful figure flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind.
His originally calm Dao heart stirred slightly.
Wanwan has been in seclusion for over a hundred years.
To this day, it is unknown whether they have captured that elusive and unpredictable opportunity for a breakthrough to the Divine Transformation realm.
Cheng Buzheng knew perfectly well that Murong Wanwan had been stuck at the half-step Nascent Soul realm for over a hundred years.
Its foundation has long been perfected.
Elixirs, treasures, cultivation techniques, and supernatural powers—everything was provided.
He was only missing the final spark of opportunity to break through to the Divine Transformation Realm, and thus could not open the door to the Divine Transformation Realm.
His certainty that his wife had not yet made a breakthrough was based on two ironclad rules that he was certain would not be wrong.
Firstly, the laws and rhythms naturally form the universe.
Once Murong Wanwan successfully comprehends her own Great Dao Laws and breaks through the Nascent Soul stage to enter the Divine Transformation stage, a vast and boundless wave of law fluctuations will sweep across the entire secluded courtyard.
The two were in seclusion very close to each other.
Such a powerful aura of the Great Dao cannot be completely blocked.
This will inevitably interfere with his own enlightenment of the Law of Metal.
He was able to sense something was wrong immediately.
Secondly!
The Nascent Soul Realm is a formidable barrier on the path of cultivation, requiring a complete transformation of body and soul.
A breakthrough requires a massive amount of pure spiritual energy.
It is far from enough for a cultivator to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on their own. They must rely on the large spiritual vein buried deep underground in Ping'an City and mobilize the original spiritual energy of the entire spiritual vein in order to barely sustain themselves.
Even though the courtyard was equipped with layers of high-level concealment formations that could block out the sky and hide the unusual phenomenon of spiritual energy leakage...
However, the anomalies in heaven and earth caused by the large-scale extraction of the spiritual vein's essence still had nowhere to hide.
It was impossible to hide it from him, a Nascent Soul cultivator.
With double corroboration...
Cheng Buzheng was 100% certain that Murong Wanwan was still stuck at the half-step Nascent Soul stage, and had not yet taken the crucial step.
But the next second, a faint sense of unease crept into his heart.
In the past, when Murong Wanwan was in seclusion, her aura was stable and restrained, and her Dao heart was clear and undisturbed...
But today he felt inexplicably irritable and restless.
Thinking of this.
Cheng Buzheng dared not delay any longer and suddenly raised his eyes.
A dazzling golden light instantly flowed from the depths of its dark pupils, shattering all illusions and array barriers.
next moment.
His gaze ignored the layers of defensive barriers and isolation arrays outside the quiet room, piercing straight through the heavy palace doors and landing clearly on the quiet room next door.
On the cloud bed, the slender, beautiful figure he had longed for day and night sat quietly.
But the sight before him caused Cheng Buzheng's brows to furrow instantly.
The unease in my heart was completely amplified.
Murong Wanwan's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.
His originally gentle and refined aura had become chaotic and violent.
The spiritual energy flows in reverse within the meridians.
The fluctuations in his spiritual energy were sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
He was completely lost in a state of confusion and bewilderment, his eyes were tightly closed, and his Dao heart was teetering on the verge of collapse.
"Wanwan's face was deathly pale, and her aura was extremely unstable."
Could it be... that he's fallen into a cultivation madness?
now.
Cheng Buzheng completely abandoned the idea of continuing his seclusion to comprehend the Dao.
Compared to seclusion, his wife's safety is the most important thing right now.
With a thought, a flash of golden light enveloped him, and his figure vanished completely from the spot.
next moment!
Cheng Buzheng appeared silently outside Murong Wanwan's secluded meditation room.
Looking at the impenetrable nine-layered formation before him, Cheng Buzheng's eyes were filled with worry.
He did not rashly forcefully break the formation and disturb the opponent's soul; he simply opened his mouth slightly and activated the secret technique within his body.
Then, a gentle yet highly penetrating sound wave pierced through layers of array barriers and precisely landed deep within Murong Wanwan's sea of consciousness.
The secret method of the Heart-Cleansing Mantra was slowly activated...
The gentle and holy Daoist chant echoed repeatedly in Murong Wanwan's sea of consciousness.
Her voice was as gentle as water, yet it carried the overwhelming power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, forcefully tearing apart the inner demon fog that shrouded her soul.
wake up!
Wake up, wake up!!
As the Daoist chants of tranquility circulated repeatedly, the dark mist of inner demons that had been entrenched in Murong Wanwan's sea of consciousness rapidly dissipated...
The deep confusion in her eyes gradually faded, and her pale cheeks slowly regained some color.
The disordered spiritual energy returned to its proper course through the meridians.
His precarious Dao heart was completely stabilized.
The soul, on the verge of collapse, gradually returned to peace.
a long time,
Murong Wanwan slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her gaze still showing a hint of confusion from just waking up.
She subconsciously raised her hand to rub her temples, murmuring softly:
What's wrong with me?
I was clearly in seclusion trying to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, so how could I suddenly wake up...?
In that fleeting moment, I thought I clearly heard my husband's voice.
The voice just fell,
Memories, previously obscured by inner demons, flooded back into my mind in an instant.
Her expression changed abruptly, and she instantly realized what was happening:
"wrong!
I was too eager to break through, and during my seclusion, I was too obsessed with my goals. I inadvertently fell into the illusion constructed by my inner demons and became trapped in a cultivation obstacle.
"It was my husband! It was my husband who noticed something was wrong with me and woke me up!"
After realizing it...
Murong Wanwan made a gesture in mid-air, her fingertips radiating a subtle spiritual energy.
The nine layers of restrictions that enveloped the entire quiet room slowly opened to both sides like a flowing curtain.
A tall and handsome figure in white came into Murong Wanwan's view.
Seeing the unconcealed worry in Cheng Buzheng's eyes,
Murong Wanwan felt a warmth in her heart, and could no longer suppress the grievances and lingering fear in her heart. She took light steps forward and rushed straight into the other person's warm and reassuring embrace.
Her cheek pressed tightly against his broad chest, her soft voice trembling with lingering fear:
"My husband, I have made you worry."
With a soft body nestled in his arms, all of Cheng Buzheng's anxiety vanished.
He raised his hand and gently encircled her slender, supple waist, his palm softly stroking her long hair as he soothed her in a low voice:
"It's alright!"
With your husband by your side, your inner demons cannot harm you in the slightest.
The two embraced quietly, feeling each other's presence, a sense of peace and healing.
After a while,
Murong Wanwan reluctantly took a half step back, leaving the warm embrace, a faint blush rising to her ears.
She lowered her eyes and spoke somewhat shyly:
"My lord, I was out of control just now."
Cheng Buzheng lowered his eyes to look at his wife, whose features were gentle and graceful. His eyes were filled with an unyielding tenderness, and his tone was calm and composed:
"We are husband and wife, one, bound by life and death!"
Why be so formal?
His expression immediately softened, a hint of lingering fear in his eyes, and he asked earnestly:
“Wanwan, tell me the truth, why did you suddenly fall into a demonic state just now?”
Just now your soul was on the verge of collapse.
If I had noticed even a fraction of a second later, not only would your cultivation have regressed drastically, but centuries of painstaking effort would have been wasted.
It will also shorten one's lifespan significantly.
He did not mention the more devastating consequences:
If the inner demons completely devour the soul, even a half-step Venerable's cultivation cannot prevent the annihilation of both soul and spirit.
In the end, they will simply die on the spot, their bodies and souls extinguished.
The mere thought of the danger terrified him.
Faced with her husband's genuine concern and worry...
Murong Wanwan's fingertips curled slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she finally revealed all the obsessions and secrets she had kept hidden in her heart for many years.
"Over the years, I have been in seclusion, single-mindedly focused on breaking through the shackles and stepping into the Divine Transformation Realm."
"My husband, you have already ascended to the Great Dao of Transformation, and your lifespan has increased to more than nine thousand years, allowing you to look down upon all living beings in the lower realms."
But I'm still stuck at the half-saint level!
"Your lifespan is only three thousand years, which is only a third of yours."
"Actually, I have never cared about differences in cultivation level or lifespan."
I am already content to have accompanied you through three thousand years.
But whenever I think of you achieving perfect enlightenment and ascending to the upper realm in the future, your lonely figure walking alone, my heart aches and I feel uneasy.
I don't want you to be lonely and alone in the future.
I don't want to be separated from you forever...
It was precisely because this obsession was too deep, and my eagerness for quick results in cultivation, that a flaw appeared in my Daoist heart, allowing the inner demons to take advantage of this weakness and plunge me into demonic possession.
After listening to his wife's heartfelt confession, Cheng Buzheng felt a surge of warmth in his chest, his heart aching yet warm.
He reached out and gently lifted her cheek, his gaze tender and affectionate, every word sincere:
I understand your feelings completely.
However, in the path of spiritual cultivation, haste makes waste.
Especially for the insurmountable barrier of the Nascent Soul stage, external elixirs and spiritual objects based on laws are ultimately only supplementary.
The most crucial element has always been the opportunity presented by the Great Dao.
Without that sliver of opportunity, even thousands of years of arduous cultivation will only refine the physical body and spiritual power, and one will never be able to open the door to the Great Dao.
He paused briefly, having already made up his mind, and slowly began to propose:
"Next, you should put aside your seclusion for now and come with me down the mountain to travel around the world and explore all the mountains and rivers of this realm."
The key to great truths often lies hidden within the mundane world and the magnificent scenery of heaven and earth.
When one is not focused on enlightenment, it is precisely when inspiration strikes most easily.
Seeing through the bottlenecks in cultivation—this method has been verified by many cultivators throughout history, and it is not mere empty talk.
Upon hearing this, Murong Wanwan gently shook her head, her eyes filled with helplessness and self-doubt.
"My husband, seeking enlightenment in the mortal world is too elusive."
Looking across the entire lower realm, there are countless cultivators stuck at the half-step Nascent Soul stage.
But ultimately, less than one percent of those who succeed in breaking through this barrier.
"Moreover, I possess all the opportunities you painstakingly sought for me:"
Exclusive fire-elemental spirit items, Minor Spirit Pills to stabilize one's Dao Heart, and Transformation Pills to aid in breakthroughs...
There are also countless protective treasures and top-notch martial arts techniques.
Despite having such exceptionally favorable conditions, I have cultivated myself diligently for over a hundred years and still cannot take that final step.
How could one easily grasp the essence of the Great Dao simply by wandering and traveling?
Seeing his wife's growing reluctance, Cheng Buzheng's expression gradually became serious. His tone was earnest and sincere as he patiently offered his advice:
"Wanwan, you must not give up."
You are only one step away from becoming a deity; you have already overcome countless hardships on the road ahead.
Are you truly content to stop now?
"As long as you successfully break through to the Nascent Soul stage, your lifespan will immediately double."
The Great Dao is level with me, and in the future, we can ascend to the upper realm together, and from then on, we will be together in the immortal realm, free from the pain of separation in the lower realm, and become a pair of carefree and unrestrained immortal lovers.
Don't you long for such days of being together day and night, never to be separated?
Besides, it's just a short trip and won't take up too much time.
He slowly described the scene of the two of them traveling side by side in the immortal realm in the future. His gentle words gradually soothed the sense of frustration in Murong Wanwan's heart and awakened her original obsession with cultivation.
a long time!
The gloom in Murong Wanwan's eyes dissipated, replaced by a resolute light.
She looked up at Cheng Buzheng and nodded solemnly:
"My husband is absolutely right. I shouldn't give up so easily."
Even if I fail to grasp the essence of the Great Dao during this journey, I will give it my all to avoid regrets for the rest of my life.
The tone changed abruptly.
Her eyes were resolute as she spoke her carefully considered decision:
"However, this time, I want to travel alone."
Just as Cheng Buzheng was about to speak to dissuade her, Murong Wanwan immediately reached out and gently pressed her hand against his chest, speaking first:
"My husband, please let me finish speaking."
"Over the years, you have always protected me under your wings, and you have borne all the dangers and hardships in the world by yourself."
Top-grade elixirs, rare spiritual items, protective divine abilities, and supreme treasures of the laws...
You exhausted all your resources to pave a smooth, thornless path for my spiritual practice.
But it is precisely this extreme protection that has prevented me from ever having the personal experience of facing dangers and the realities of life.
Only when one's resolve in the Dao is not strong enough will inner demons and obsessions arise, causing one to remain stuck at a bottleneck for a long time, unable to break through.
"I want to enter the world alone, experience all aspects of life, face the dangers of the world, hone my own moral character, and make up for the last shortcoming."
Looking at the unprecedented determination in her eyes, Cheng Buzheng's words of dissuasion stuck in his throat.
The worry in his eyes slowly softened, and he was deeply moved.
Sensing that her husband's attitude was softening, Murong Wanwan continued to patiently reassure him, dispelling all his concerns:
"My husband need not worry about my safety."
I am not a hothouse flower; I possess genuine half-step Venerable cultivation, and I am proficient in all kinds of supernatural abilities, including offense, defense, and escape.
Even if two or three half-step Venerables joined forces to attack me, I would have the confidence to fight them head-on.
If outmatched, one can easily escape.
"Looking at this lower realm now, apart from you, a top-tier Nascent Soul cultivator, almost no one can stop me."
Moreover, after the great calamity of the Forbidden Sea, almost all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the lower realms perished.
"..." (End of this chapter)