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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千零七十三章 佛经与心境

Lin Xuan's caution proved effective. With his evasion techniques, three days later, he was already a million miles away. Although Venerable Empty Gaze was filled with hatred, he could do nothing but sigh helplessly without finding Lin Xuan.

This was an uninhabited wasteland where not even animals could be seen for a hundred li. At the top of an unremarkable small hill stood a typical cultivator. It had to be Lin Xuan.

He held a transparent and exquisite treasure in his hands, the Heavenly Moon Crystal. This crystal was rare in the mortal world, but due to its value, Lin Xuan felt it difficult to judge whether it was worth the conflict with the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect. However, since he already had it, he did not regret his decision.

With his divine abilities, he could travel anywhere in the world, unless facing a powerful immortal of the Separation and Union stage. Even if faced with two or three high-ranking cultivators, he could easily escape if he couldn't defeat them. Moreover, Venerable Empty Gaze's storage bracelet had also fallen into his hands.

This fellow, as the head of the Arhat Hall, was extremely wealthy. He possessed hundreds of high-grade crystal stones, a staggering fortune.

In addition to these treasures, there were several Buddhist artifacts such as the Zen staff that could transform into a great phoenix and its powerful effects, and over a dozen bottles of pills!

Lin Xuan sniffed them, his face lighting up with joy. In his past life, he was the young master of Spirit Herb Mountain, so even if he wasn't familiar with Buddhist pills, he could still judge their properties accurately. They were all suitable for yin-yang essence pills and had high grades. Unfortunately, there were no pill formulas. But Lin Xuan was content with this harvest. Furthermore, he found several scrolls in the storage bracelet.

Lin Xuan's heart leaped as the Vajra Invincible Body Divine Skill seemed quite impressive. However, it wasn't necessarily useful for him since he wasn't a Buddhist cultivator.

"Simple, these dozen scrolls are unique copies handwritten by senior monks, with notes of their insights. They might be considered treasures, but they have nothing to do with us," Lin Xuan explained.

"Oh, so they're still useless to us. Since I'm not a Buddhist cultivator, what use can we make of these scriptures?" Moon Like said dejectedly.

"This isn't certain." Lin Xuan's face showed an eerie expression.

"Why?" the girl asked in confusion.

Lin Xuan fell into deep thought. It was indeed an unexpected bonus. He wasn't sure if it would work as intended.

It was well known that compared to his peers, not only did Lin Xuan pursue more knowledge and practice with great speed, but he also benefited greatly from the Blue Star Sea, which provided him with substantial elixirs.

In just over two hundred years, he reached the peak of middle-stage yin-yang essence. While he couldn't claim to be unparalleled, his predecessors were few.

However, this rapid progress had its downsides. His mental cultivation lagged behind his divine abilities. Lin Xuan was aware of this problem and tried to find opportunities to strengthen himself, but he hadn't found a good solution yet—his mind was unstable!

While it didn’t show any immediate harm, it could lead to accidents during practice and make the breakthrough to the Separation and Union stage much more difficult. It was like a hidden snake that constantly threatened his path of cultivation.

Lin Xuan had thought of a crude idea: wait until he became a high-ranking cultivator, then take a break from cultivation and immerse himself in secular life, experiencing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness to gradually hone his mind until it matched his realm. However, this was not a good plan; descending into the mundane world would mean enduring hardships.

But for Lin Xuan, enduring such hardships was nothing. Even if he had to endure the pain of being cut and stabbed, he wouldn't flinch. The real challenge lay in experiencing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness to hone his mind. In other words, starting from the lowest position, he would have to accept any abuse without retaliation.

The mental torture was far worse than physical pain. Imagine how strong one's willpower must be for a yin-yang essence cultivator to endure such humiliation in the mortal world!

Lin Xuan had always been confident about his mental fortitude, but he wasn't sure if he could reach that level. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t plan on using such harsh methods.

Over the years, he had read many ancient texts, but there were few records of this issue. After all, only a few people defied nature; most cultivators' progress matched their spiritual roots. If one’s talent was good enough, even rapid advancement wouldn't lead to instability in the mind.

Cao Xiaojian and Qin Yan were such cases, so they had reached yin-yang essence in two hundred years without any mental issues.

Only those who advanced through unconventional methods faced this problem. For example, Lin Xuan himself; he didn’t even have a spiritual root at first but managed to condense one after consuming the sacred fruit of the Moon Clan, reaching middle-grade (8).

His spiritual root was inferior to ordinary ones and far less than that of geniuses like Qin Yan or Tian Xiaojian. However, Lin Xuan advanced more quickly because he could treat elixirs as candy.

However, excessive consumption of pills led to a mismatch between his talent and cultivation speed, causing instability in the mind. Such cases were rare.

It wasn't necessarily due to consuming spirit herbs; rapid advancement through other extraordinary opportunities could also lead to mental instability. Meanwhile, far away, in a low-grade cultivator's trading market, people came and went.

"Come quickly, everyone! Corpse Bone Grass is a poison, but with the right auxiliary materials, it can be transformed into pills that enhance our yin-yang essence cultivation."

"A novice of middle-stage foundation consolidation crafted this flaming saber. It cuts hair and is incredibly sharp, and it comes with fireball attacks. It’s an excellent tool for assassinations, robberies, and conflicts among your fellow daoists," a young Daoist's call drew many spectators.

Although cultivators were known to be ruthless, killing and robbing weren't considered significant matters. However, publicly boasting about such private activities showed great courage.

Dream Like Yan combed her hair, a smile playing on her lips. This formidable figure could make the Cloud Province tremble with just a stomp of her feet was now dressed in plain blue robes, looking frail and vulnerable.

Her cultivation had been concealed to mid-stage yin-yang essence, and she used secret methods to hide her prominent features; her skin was dark, making her unremarkable. She tidied up the small stall in front of her.

She sighed inwardly. While she too possessed a sacred spiritual root, it paled in comparison to her disciples. After all, those who successfully condensed yin-yang essence were mostly sacred spiritual root holders; they weren't special.

This type of spiritual root was fast during cultivation but lost its advantage after condensing yin-yang essence. Many middle-stage yin-yang essence cultivators existed, and reaching the Separation and Union stage was even more difficult.

Still, she was better off than those people in terms of talent, but her achievements were due to extraordinary opportunities. Unlike Lin Xuan's pill-taking, hers was a case of rapid advancement through unconventional means.

At first, Dream Like Yan was overjoyed as the top female cultivator of Cloud Province and looked down on everyone else. Even the other ancient immortals, except for the Pavilion of Ling Ting Lou, didn't intimidate her.

Due to that opportunity, she had advanced quickly even in the Separation and Union stage, reaching its peak but unable to cross over due to insufficient mental fortitude, nearly leading to a mental breakdown.

Dream Like Yan reflected on her recent experiences, feeling like crying. As the top female cultivator of Cloud Province, she had once killed thousands of cultivators in one go, even defeating eight high-ranking cultivators within half an hour. That was glorious and respected.

But now, she had to endure hardships. She, the Supreme Elder of Heavenly Pavilion, was called around by foundation consolidation or yin-yang essence disciples, enduring insults while suppressing her anger for mental cultivation.

Dream Like Yan was so frustrated that she wanted to lash out. The humiliation tasted bitter, making her wish to challenge Ling Ting Lou instead, even if it meant losing; at least it would be better than the current depression.

But for breakthrough and eternal life, she had to endure.

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