Wenxuan once reached the realm of condensing Yuan. Even if he falls into the realm later, this experience is always engraved in his body and soul. As for the threshold of cultivation, when he fell to the foundation, he still had more than half of his cultivation, and he had already cultivated enough at this time. Therefore, trying to advance to Ning Yuan again at this time, Wen Xuan thought it would not be difficult.
However, it was not as easy as Wen Xuan thought.
He had been in the set for a few hours, and when he opened his eyes again, his head was full of sweat, but he didn't see the slightest movement in his cultivation.
Wenxuan thought it was because his mind was unsettled, so he stood up and walked around the room for a while, then burned the incense of concentration, adjusted his breathing, and then entered the meditation again.
He still failed.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already midnight. Wen Xuan wiped his face, let out a deep breath, and looked up at the full moon outside the window.
He didn't know how to describe his state of mind at this time. If it's a matter of mood, it's obviously worse now than it was when I first tried it.
But a careful taste, the problem seems not to be here. So where exactly? Wen Xuan couldn't figure it out. In practice, this kind of incomprehensible problem is the most difficult, and you don't even know the direction of your efforts.
When he first advanced from Foundation Establishment to Ning Yuan, although he was stuck for 30 years, it was only because he could not find a cultivation technique that could be practiced. Later, he got the exercises from the master, and he accumulated a lot of money, and he succeeded almost overnight. Compared with the smoothness at that time, the difficulties at this time seem particularly unreasonable.
That's right, magic.
Wen Xuan suddenly woke up, as if he had been empowered.
The cultivation method he practiced at the beginning was provided by the master, and there were many flaws. But now, the one he cultivated was given to him by Master Chu Lian, and the grades were different. Since the exercises are different, the original experience is naturally inapplicable.
But even so, now that his cultivation base is complete and his external things are complete, where is the difference
Wenxuan took out his own jade slip, read it word by word, and compared it with his own process, but couldn't find any mistakes. After all, this practice is in the same line as what he learned when he cultivated Qi, and it is not unfamiliar to him.
He frowned, calmed down again, and tried one last time. This time, he focused all his attention on the new exercise, carefully comprehended it, chewed it carefully, and felt every little change in the spiritual energy in his body, and finally got a little something.
The only gain from this is that he confirmed that he really couldn't find a little problem in his preparation and process, everything should be perfect. It's just that at the juncture when the spiritual energy is finally reconciled, he can't proceed smoothly, as if there is something in between.
Wen Xuan sighed.
In this way, in fact, what he lacks is the word "comprehension".
Wenxuan was praised for his excellent understanding since he was a child, and it was finally time for him to stumble over this word.
The word "enlightenment" can be said to be the most mysterious link on the road to self-cultivation, but it is also the most inescapable link. How many people have been stuck on this word all their lives. And such a word, specifically, refers to that moment of happiness.
If you can't find it, you can only ask for fate.
Wenxuan was inevitably a little depressed after trying his best to come to such a conclusion overnight.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and Jian Xunlai was shocked to see his lack of energy. After hearing his complaints, Jian Jian couldn't help but laugh, but instead said, "This is really a congratulations to Senior Brother."
Wenxuan was stunned for a while, but he also smiled when he reacted.
Yes, although he was stuck at this level, in other words, only this level is still stuck in front of his eyes. When he and Jian Yi left Shuiyunzong together, how could he have thought that it would be so smooth
"Thanks to Fairy Murong's generosity." Wen Xuan said, "Since this is the case, we have to help her handle this matter even more."
When it comes to business, Jian Jian's expression also becomes solemn.
"I hope I won't return empty-handed this time." Wen Xuan finally counted the items he wanted to bring with him, and then led Jian Jian out.
Just when they walked to the door of the high-rise building, they found that there was another person waiting for them. After asking, I found out that it was sent by Murong Feng.
This person's surname is Sun, and he is one of the cultivators that Wanhui Trading Company visited there three years ago. Although Murong Feng was unable to walk with them in person, he was still worried and sent this person over to lead the way for the two of them.
This Daoist Sun was in the Primordial Condensation period three years ago, and now he is also in the Primordial Condensation period. With him following, the safety of the two of them will undoubtedly have another layer of protection.
Wen Xuan knew what to do, and asked the maid beside him to thank him.
The two-person line suddenly turned into a three-person line, but Sun Daoren didn't like to be in contact with the two of them, and kept walking forward with his head held high. Because the cultivation base is slightly beyond that level, this person thinks very highly of himself, and his body exudes an aura of "you two scumbags should only follow me."
"Looking at his appearance, I thought I was amazing." Jian Jian naturally couldn't stand such a person, so he couldn't help but secretly underestimate him.
Wenxuan felt that it didn't matter, he was only worried about whether Jian Jian would have a conflict with this person.
As a result, along the way, Jian Jian just muttered a few words. In fact, he didn't bother to pay attention to the person at all, and instead kept thinking about other things. He seemed to be trying hard to hide his thoughtful appearance, but he really didn't have that talent, so Wen Xuan didn't know what to say.
The three walked like this for about half a month, and finally they could see the mountain range that separated Beining and Ximing. The border town they were looking for was at the bottom of this mountain range.
Before they could get close, they saw an ice-blue white suddenly appear in the middle of this verdant mountain range, which was indeed a wonderful sight.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you." The Daoist Sun squinted at them, "This place is not something that you two can break into by building foundations. It's better to go back as soon as possible. Don't know how to die."
Wenxuan Jianjian naturally couldn't listen to him, he just passed by him as if he was deaf to him.
Sun Daoist was very popular, but he could only follow them.
As a guide, this person is quite qualified, and he led them to the small town in a short time. The first thing that caught my eye were a few scattered small thatched huts outside the town, and a few peasants were taking a nap under the big trees outside. After passing through these scattered huts, there are more buildings in front of you, and there are stone roads built by the villagers, and several children are playing on the streets.
Wen Xuan couldn't help being a little surprised. He had imagined the possible appearance of this small town several times, but he did not expect that this place would be so peaceful, no different from any other mortal dwelling, and it did not look like it had been harmed by monsters in the first place.
That's right, the looting of that monster was more than fifty years ago.
The clothes of the three were particularly eye-catching in this small town, and several mortals who were enjoying the shade under the trees were frequently looking at them.
Soon someone recognized Sun Daoren and whispered to the left and right, "Oh, it's that group of people again."
They didn't know how well-developed the five senses of cultivators were, and they chatted around the three of them, unaware that these conversations had been heard clearly by the three of them.
The middle-aged man who recognized Sun Daoren stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the snow-white mountain range, "It's for that place."
"It's really strange," the other replied. "There are people who come to find places where birds don't poop."
"There are so many strange things out there, who knows why?" The middle-aged man chuckled, "It's not bad anyway, they are all very generous."
Hearing this, Wen Xuan had already greeted these people.
He greeted them politely and said, "Several, I want to ask you about something."
The middle-aged man gave a few other people a look, meaning "Look, I'm right", and then replied slowly, "If you want to ask about that mountain, I don't know much. Back then, the mountain was a little weird, snow fell at any time of the year, and now it's like that, even the crops couldn't survive, and few people in the town came close."
He answered very fluently, obviously this is not the first time he has answered this question.
After he finished speaking, he added, "Occasionally someone wants to get close, but they can't get into the mountain at all. Inside the mountain..." He lengthened his tone and put on a mysterious posture, "It's not clean."
Having said that, he closed his mouth and showed a mysterious smile.
This is asking for a price, Wen Xuan knew in his heart.
But before he could take out his belongings, Daoren Sun walked over with an impatient face, "What's not clean? To put it bluntly, there is a female ghost in that place."
"Female ghost?" Wen Xuan was slightly surprised.
"I don't know where it came from. Anyway, the morality is not high. If you put it in a normal place, you can hide there and scare mortals." Sun Daoren said, "But it's a bit troublesome to put it there. The female ghost can use psychedelic techniques again, and she doesn't know where she has led her to without knowing it."
The middle-aged man was robbed, knowing that it would be difficult to make another fortune this time, he turned his head angrily.
Wenxuan threw up his hands happily, "Young Daoyou Sun, you are really indispensable for this trip. Please continue to lead us."
Sun Daoren only felt that he lifted a stone and smashed his foot, and his face suddenly turned green. But he was sent by Murong Feng, so he couldn't take orders too seriously. After a while, he cursed secretly, turned around and walked down a path at the east end of the town.
Wen Xuan hurriedly followed, and did not forget to turn around and say hello to Jian Yi.
"If you want me to lead the way, I'll lead the way for you." The Daoist Sun grumbled in front of him, "Anyway, even if I lead the way for you, the two of you won't be able to get into that place at all. You have to come back obediently. Hmph, wasted effort."
Wenxuan has a good temper. He didn't argue with him, but asked sincerely, "How do you say this?"
Sun Daoren smiled coldly, "You will know when the time comes."
The trail continued into the abruptly snow-covered mountain. Just because no one has walked for many years, only halfway through, the trail begins to blur.
The three of them stood up in awe, and went all the way up this vague trail. But after a while, the surrounding temperature gradually dropped, making people feel a bit cold. They used the body protection energy to block the cold air.
After a while, the three of them had completely walked into the frozen mountain. When they looked around, they could see a vast expanse of whiteness. They couldn't find half a living being, and they were so silent that only the sound of falling snow could be heard.
Wen Xuan let out a cold breath. The cold air here is already very strong, even if there is a barrier of protective spiritual energy, it is still infiltrating into their bodies, and it has penetrated into the bones, which is very uncomfortable.
Sun Daoren glanced back at them with a slightly smug smile, as if he thought it was time for them to turn back.
Wen Xuan smiled and looked back, secretly thinking that this is too small for us. Although the cold air is biting, it will not stop them.
"Do you think it's that simple?" That Sun Daoren said again.
Wen Xuan was taken aback.
Sun Daoren had already turned his head back to the front, and the words floated from the wind and snow, "This place, three years ago, three condensed essences came with five foundations, and in the end, nothing was found, even a 'prove'. Can't be delivered back. Do you think we're all trash?"
Wen Xuan fell silent.
With that experience, it's no wonder that this person will always look at them unhappy, and this remark is full of resentment. The people of Wanhui Firm are indeed not so incompetent. The two of them want to challenge what those people can't do.
But Wenxuan could not give up because of this. No matter how difficult it is, you should always try it. What if you can find a way
With this kind of mentality, Wenxuan was fully alert and prepared to deal with everything that might happen next.
However, there was nothing, except for the biting cold, and even the legendary female ghost never appeared. What is even more strange is that the further forward this goes, the biting cold is actually getting weaker and weaker.
"Senior brother." A simple voice came from behind, blown away by the wind and snow.
Wenxuan was in shock and doubt, and he turned around quickly when he heard the words.
The snowflakes were huge, shrouding the simple figure somewhat hazy. When Jian Jian got closer, he could see that his cheeks were a little purple from the cold, but he was probably fine. It's just that his expression is tangled, and he is obviously still troubled by the important things that come from nowhere.
"Brother, actually..."
Are you finally going to express those thoughts? Wenxuan quickly lifted his spirits.
"I don't know if I should tell you." Simple gritted his teeth, "Actually, this place, this..."
He seemed to be about to say something important, but the words he was about to say stopped abruptly, as if something were suddenly strangled by his throat. Jian Jian's face turned pale for a moment, and he opened his lips again and again, but he never uttered a word, only his face became more and more pale.
After a while, he lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I can't seem to talk about this."
"You..." Wen Xuan couldn't help crying and laughing.
But looking at his strangely aggrieved expression, Wenxuan couldn't ask any more questions, so he shook his head and continued to walk forward.
At this moment, Sun Daoren suddenly stopped in front of him. He stood there, looked left and right, then turned back and looked at the two with a strange look.
This expression had the little smugness of the two who were sure that the two would turn back, but more of a helplessness, and even a kind of anger.
Wenxuan walked up to meet him, "What's the matter?"
Sun Daoren pointed to a stone beside him. This stone is covered with ice and snow all the year round, and has formed a thick layer of ice shell. On this ice shell, a cross mark was carved.
"This is my mark," he said.
Before the two could react, he added, "Just half an hour ago, we were on our way."
Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was "this is impossible", because they walked completely straight all the way, they were not ordinary people, they would not easily lose their way, and there was absolutely no reason to suddenly see this stone again.
He stared at the slightly unfamiliar sight in front of him for a long time, then turned around abruptly and looked behind him.
Although the sight in front of them was unfamiliar, they came up from the mountain when they came. If you look in a different direction, even if it is the same scene, it will naturally be a little unfamiliar. At this time, he looked behind him, searched out from his memory what he had seen for half an hour, compared it carefully, and finally had to find out that what he saw behind him was exactly the road he came from.
Wen Xuan broke out in cold sweat, his hair stood up a little, "We're back."
"Yes." Sun Daoren nodded, showing that weird look again, "We're back."
There was no reason, but they just came back.
It turned out that Wen Xuan finally understood what the obstacle that made this group of people get nothing at that time, but he couldn't even find the direction to cross, so he could only take a breath.
"What should I do?" Sun Daoren asked him, "Go back?"
"No, let me try again." Wen Xuan gritted his teeth, "Maybe it was just an accident, maybe we just went wrong."
Sun Daoren shrugged, "It doesn't matter." No matter how many times he tried again, the same result would be obtained. He had already tried enough three years ago.
This time Wenxuan also carved his own mark on the stone. Then the three of them turned around and walked towards the mountain again, walking more intently than last time, for fear of being distracted at all.
Even if they were so careful, half an hour later, the stone appeared in front of them again. Wen Xuan's mark is still there, side by side with the one left by Sun Daoren before.
"Look." Sun Daoren turned his head, his tone full of helplessness.
Simple but relieved. The mission failure is regrettable, but the current outcome is not too bad by comparison. He raised his head from the wind and snow, rubbed his face and said, "Senior brother, let's go back."
No one responded.
Jian Yi looked around in a daze. The wind and snow were heavy, and the vision was a little blurry. Jian Yi looked at it seriously for a long time, but he could only see the Daoist Sun who had been frozen in place.
"... What about Senior Brother?"