Mu Zi was invited by the village elders to preside over the coming of age ceremony. He personally cut open the prey, smeared their blood on the child's forehead, and said some blessings to mark the birth of an adult. This was the tradition of most villages in Tutankhamun. It could be seen that Mu Zi liked this process very much. In his former village, his father had done the same thing.
After the blessing ceremony was completed, it was time for a grand bonfire banquet. The enthusiastic villagers danced around the bonfire, and the fragrant barbecued meat sizzled on the fire. The aroma and the sound of singing and dancing filled the entire Katchirda Oasis, exuding the unique passion and passion of the desert people.
Wang Zhong and Mu Zi sat together, watching the singing and dancing, eating wine and meat, and chatting. After experiencing life and death in the cursed lands and the desert, it felt like a lifetime ago to come to such a joyous world again.
Wang Zhong tried to communicate and enter the Dimensional World, but it still didn't work. Mu Zi relied on his precious weapon, the magical coffin, to enter the Dimensional World. Wang Zhong's entry was related to the Fate Stone, but it seemed that the space node in Tianjing also played a role, but it couldn't be used now. He didn't know if it was because of the distance or other reasons, but Wang Zhong didn't worry too much about it. He was more eager to enter the Heroic Soul Stage and find a way to go to the Holy Land.
"Do you plan to stay here or go back?" Mu Zi's face showed a rare warmth and smile. Although the people here respected him, Mu Zi obviously kept his distance from the others. The only person he could chat with was probably the old witch doctor.
"There are still things I haven't finished in the Federation, and there are people I'm worried about. I will cast my Heroic Soul here," Wang Zhong replied with a smile. "By the way, have you heard of the Federation's Holy Land? I want to go there. "
"Holy Land? The one in the Fifth Dimension? "
"You know about it?" Wang Zhong was a little surprised. It was an extremely mysterious place to the people of the Federation. Even he had never heard of it before, but Mu Zi actually knew about it.
"I heard Aioros mention it before. He knows a lot about the Federation," Mu Zi replied. Mu Zi replied, "It's said that all the Heavenly Soul Stage experts of the Federation stay there. It's a very mysterious and powerful place. When I first met Aioros, he said that he wanted to go there, but I never heard him mention it again."
"By the way, is there any news about Aioros? What happened to that guy? "
"Very strong, very strong. However, he is also troubled by some trivial matters. It seems that the development of the Pampas Tribe is not smooth." After saying that, he looked at Wang Zhong and asked, "Can you help? It's a pity that Aioros's cultivation has been delayed because of this."
"This … I think I really have a way. The people you saved this time happen to want to start a business. They need some time to open up the trade channel between Tutankhamun and the Federation. It would definitely be better if they could join the Hero's Continent. If you meet Aiolos, you can ask him to look for Gong Yi. You will definitely gain something."
Mu Zi scratched his head. "I don't know anything about this. You're the best."
Wang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How could this be called amazing? It could only be said that everyone had their own specialties. In terms of strength, Mu Zi was the one that everyone envied.
"I want to cast my Heroic Soul here." Wang Zhong smiled. "Do you have any good suggestions?"
It would be a waste not to consult such a top-notch expert. Wang Zhong was well known for his eagerness to learn.
"My cultivation system is different from your Federation's, so I don't really understand much about achieving the Heroic Soul." Mu Zi looked at Wang Zhong. "The essence of your soul is stronger than mine and Aioros's. Furthermore, you have the mysterious power to resist fate. Aioros and I feel that this is inconceivable, but … your body is also unusually weak. This is very dangerous. Only when one's soul and body are compatible can they reach the ultimate path.
Mu Zi's simple words caused Wang Zhong's heart to turn upside down. It wouldn't be wrong to say that he had been enlightened. His body was too weak, way too weak. Although he had a huge spiritual sea and the Fate Stone, the power he could unleash was minimal. Both Simba and Big White were actually quite depressed. Wang Zhong's body couldn't withstand this kind of pressure, including the use of soul beasts.
"First, let your body and your soul reach the true unity of knowledge and action. I personally feel that in terms of cultivation itself, asking nature to be your teacher is never as good as asking humans to be your teacher. Humans pursue immortality, but only the universe is truly immortal," Mu Zi said seriously. "I feel that only nature can tell us the nature of power and cultivation. Everyone's path is different. Follow your heart and feel the world. Only then will you be able to find your own path."
Wang Zhong was silent for a while. He could hear the voices around him, but he couldn't hear them clearly. He looked into the distance comfortably. In fact, he had felt it when he was running in the desert, but his desire to live had surpassed everything else, so he couldn't calm his heart.
The so-called cultivation in the Federation was almost always a fixed and systematic path. Awakening the soul sea, expanding the soul sea, achieving the Heroic Soul, and condensing a Dharma Idol. Step by step, step by step. This standard and this symbol was actually the simplest and most reasonable method passed down from the so-called Holy Land, but it might not be suitable for everyone.
For example, the Empire didn't have the so-called systematic cultivation of the Federation, so the popularity of cultivation might not be enough. On the other hand, those who did not take the usual path and acted according to their own will would often produce extremely powerful individuals. That was the cultivator who was pursuing the essence of nature and walking their own path, which was naturally incomparable to the soldiers who were 'produced' like assembly lines in the Federation.
Frankly speaking, he was more suitable for the cultivation methods of the Empire, or rather, the cultivation methods of the Federation during the dark ages.
Wang Zhong could also be considered a specimen of the Federation's systematic education, but most of his achievements actually came from Simba's guidance. As for the deep-rooted, dogmatic thinking of cultivation that he learned in the Academy, it might have helped him avoid detours to a certain extent, but it definitely restricted his development and creativity. Just like now, his Soul Power was in an absolutely overflowing state, and he could even condense the silver Soul Power of the Heroic Soul Stage by relying on his control over his Soul Power. He had even formed his Dharma Idol long ago. This was completely beyond the standard of an ordinary Heroic Soul. However, when he was dragging everyone in the desert, he tried to forcefully break through to the Heroic Soul Stage several times in search of a chance to survive, but he always ended up in failure. It was because he was bound by the previous dogma, and the 'random entry' of his Dharma Idol disrupted the balance of the cultivation system, trapping him in a castle in the air without any foundation. Instead, he couldn't take the easiest step.
Mu Zi was right. If he blindly insisted on following the footsteps of the Federation's cultivation, he would only be restricting himself. Perhaps he could try Mu Zi's path of cultivation, to feel the heaven and earth and nature, and to go on a journey of life and death in the desert.
When he understood this, Wang Zhong felt relaxed, and he had an inexplicable confidence. He believed that if he could really take this step, the world in the future would definitely be wider.
After staying in the Katchirda Village for about four or five days, some things had quietly changed in just a few days. Even if they hadn't fully recovered, Gong Yi and the others were people who couldn't stay idle. They had already begun to operate, and the first batch of funds had already been received. Obviously, Gong Yi also had connections in the Empire. While he was in the Gui Family, he didn't stay idle and continued to accumulate his own network of resources.
Money made things easier. The three of them had already disguised themselves as aristocrats from the Federation. With the goodwill of the Federation, they had come to the Empire to invest and develop. They would even choose outstanding people to obtain Federation identities, which would instantly elevate their status. Such an identity was a layer of protection that made it convenient for them to move around here, and at the same time, it also protected the oasis.
It had to be said that when Gong Yi dressed up, he looked very much like an aristocrat. Sister Hong was even better at acting, while Reynolds could only pretend to be a bodyguard. His image was also very fitting, completely in line with the Empire's impression of aristocrats from the Federation. A handsome aristocrat, a sexy and coquettish lover, coupled with an ugly and cold bodyguard. At the same time, he was extremely rich. Supplies and building materials were already on the way to the oasis.
In the dead of night, Wang Zhong would also think about the Federation's situation. He was very clear about the huge and unfathomable family power. Impatience and anger would not solve any problems. This was a protracted battle to see who could persevere to the end. He believed in Ma Dong. Although the difficulties were great, they wouldn't knock him down!
Money made things easier, especially for big shots from the Federation. A small oasis was not worth mentioning. Gong Yi first bought the entire Katchirda Village in Tutankhamun as his territory and became a real lord in the legal sense. It would be quite difficult for a local to do such a thing, but with Gong Yi's yellow-skinned, black-eyed identity as a 'noble race', coupled with a huge amount of money, and the inferior position of the Katchirda Village in the eyes of the Tutankhamun government, when Gong Yi went to claim the land, the government even enthusiastically persuaded him to claim a so-called 'better' oasis. After all, Katchirda was famous for its rampaging beast hordes.
The New World was temporarily divided into three departments. Reynolds was in charge of training soldiers, Sister Hong was in charge of intelligence and expanding the entertainment industry in the Empire, and Gong Yi was in charge of coordinating negotiations and looking for clues about Assassin. It would be very difficult for the Federation to find clues, but it was relatively easy to get the attention of another Empire. There were some clues to follow, as Ma Dong was indeed considering going to the Empire to hide for a while.
And it was under such circumstances that Wang Zhong's long journey began.
Mu Zi's words were easy to understand. Power came from experience, and whether it was the power itself or the method, it was not important. Life was about the process of pursuing power. If one were to pursue power for the sake of power, it would be putting the cart before the horse. Therefore, Wang Zhong chose to travel through the desert alone. He only had a simple small backpack that could only carry ten days' worth of dry rations and a relatively detailed map. Of course, he also needed a local special compass that allowed him to identify directions in the desert.
Mu Zi marked a few very eye-catching destinations and areas on the map. They were places where he had obtained some good opportunities, and they also had more unique environments and training effects.
The first stop closest to the Katchirda Village was the Morradis Pink Desert.
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