In the past two months, Elder Wu Qingfeng had done his best to earnestly teach Pang Bo and Ye Fan, guiding them on the path to immortality. Pang Bo's cultivation was very smooth. He could sense that his own wheel of life could already guide the circulation of essence qi. What he needed to do next was to open the Sea of Sufferings in preparation for the release of the divine power spring in the future.
Ye Fan still could not sense the wheel of life. There were no waves or waves there, only silence. But after daily cultivation, he felt refreshed, comfortable, and full of energy. In these days, his strength had increased, and his speed had also increased greatly. His body seemed to have inexhaustible essence, qi, and spirit.
Time passed quickly. Two months passed in the blink of an eye. Elder Wu Qingfeng was about to leave and would no longer teach them alone.
"The path to immortality is difficult and dangerous. Only with a firm will and perseverance can one achieve anything." After saying this, the elder floated away.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo bowed deeply to Elder Wu Qingfeng's back. This was not a formality, but a sincere bow.
In front of the short mountain, there were three to five thatched cottages and two to three bamboo forests. It was quiet and natural. Usually, they ate simple tea and food. Ye Fan and Pang Bo gradually got used to this kind of life.
Tomorrow, they would go to the Cliff of Spirit Ruins to cultivate. Originally, Ye Fan was very hesitant. He did not join the Spirit Ruins grotto-heaven, so it was really not good for him to learn with Pang Bo. However, Elder Wu Qingfeng gave him a jade token. With this token, even if he was not a disciple of the Spirit Ruins, he could still cultivate there.
The bright moon hung in the sky, its bright moonlight sprinkling down. The moonlight was gentle like the waves of water. The forest near the short mountain was hazy, as if it was covered by a thin layer of gauze.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo both looked up at the starry sky and did not speak for a long time. They were looking for the star in their hearts, but the stars in the night sky were so strange. They could not see that familiar starry sky again.
Coming to the other side of the starry sky, the past was too far away and could not be found again.
"I wonder what year it is in the heavenly palace …"
"People have joys and sorrows, the moon waxes and wanes … I hope that people live a long life, a thousand miles together."
The two lay on the grass, looking up at the starry sky. They held thick teacups, but the tea did not pour into their mouths. Almost all of it spilled on their faces.
"I can't go back anymore …"
Afterwards, the two of them remained silent for a long time, quietly lying there, looking at the starry sky, not saying a word.
Only after a long time did this silence break.
"We have to live well …"
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were both optimistic people. The temporary loss was a farewell to the past, and from then on, they could calmly face the future.
They quickly put this aside and changed the topic to cultivation. Although they had only cultivated for two months, it was a "new life" for the two of them. It was an unprecedented experience. The Immortal Dao was ethereal, and the path ahead was unpredictable. Since he had already set foot on this path, he could only persevere.
The Spirit Ruins Paradise was one of the six blessed lands in Yan Land. Although it could not be compared to those famous sects, it still had nearly a thousand cultivators and hundreds of young disciples.
As the morning sun rose, the golden light shone on the cliff, dazzling and dazzling.
The Spirit Ruins Cliff was a precipice formed by a dozen short cliffs. They were not connected to each other, and there was a certain distance between each cliff. Each cliff was not tall, only about seventy to eighty meters tall.
Early in the morning, many young disciples gathered here. Due to the difference in cultivation, their choices were naturally different as well. They came to different cliffs to listen to the mystical techniques that were suitable for their current cultivation.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo also arrived early. Since they had just joined the sect, they only had one choice, and that was to go to the last cliff. There were already many people gathered here, men and women, about forty to fifty people. The youngest were only seven or eight years old, and their faces were immature and childlike. The oldest were already in their thirties, and their faces were full of vicissitudes.
Whoosh!
There was a flash of light, and a ray of light pierced through the air and landed on the cliff. The light faded, and an old man with white hair and a beard sat on the cliff. He glanced down indifferently, and paused for a moment on Pang Bo and Ye Fan. Then, he began to pass on his technique.
At the same time, rays of light also descended from the other cliffs. They were all elders of the Spirit Ruins Paradise. The cliffs were separated by a certain distance, so they wouldn't be affected by each other.
Facing the morning sun and listening to the cultivation techniques, many people had a new and novel feeling. Many of them had just become disciples of the Spirit Ruins Paradise.
The old man on the cliff was as calm as an ancient well. His voice was calm and emotionless, but his explanation was very detailed. He pointed out all the problems that those who had just stepped on the path of cultivation needed to pay attention to.
Half an hour later, the teaching ended. The old man looked down expressionlessly and said: "If you have any questions, you can ask them. If not, we will call it a day."
A few youths hurried forward and asked questions. The old man answered them one by one, and seeing that there were no more questions, he rode a ray of light and soared into the sky.
This was the first time they came here to listen to mystical techniques, and it was ordinary without any novelty to speak of. This was what Ye Fan and Pang Bo felt, and they even felt a little bored. In these two months, under the guidance of Elder Wu Qingfeng, their foundation was very solid, and they had already understood all the problems they needed to pay attention to.
"The first chapter of the Dao Scripture is enough for us to cultivate for two years. These mystical techniques are very boring, and the old man has already given us pointers."
"Don't bite off more than you can chew. Didn't the old man tell us that we must have a solid foundation? Since he emphasized this, there must be a reason for us to come here to cultivate."
In the next half a month, even though the two felt very boring, they persisted until the end. In the end, they slowly discovered the benefits. The Imparting Elder on the cliff would occasionally talk about his own experiences and insights during the process of cultivation. This was very important! This kind of cultivation process was like a beacon for beginners. Comparing it with their own situation, it was not difficult for them to be inspired and thus speed up their cultivation.
On this morning, the Imparting Elder on the cliff suddenly opened his palm. Immediately, dozens of light rays shot down and landed in the hands of Ye Fan and Pang Bo. Each of them had a small jade bottle that was very clean and bright. After opening it, waves of fragrance immediately assailed their nostrils.
"This is the medicinal liquid to help you open up the Sea of Bitterness." The Imparting Elder's words were still very concise, not willing to waste a single word.
The Sea of Bitterness and the Wheel of Life merged together. If one wanted to release the huge amount of essence contained in the Wheel of Life, they had to continuously open up the Sea of Bitterness.
The medicinal liquid in the small jade bottle was very precious. It was only given out once every three months, and each person could only receive four bottles a year.
Pang Bo's Sea of Bitterness was still slowly changing. In these three months, it had already opened up from the size of a date pit to the size of a fingernail. Strands of essence of life surrounded it, and his entire person looked much more agile.
Even though Ye Fan also drank a small bottle of medicinal liquid, there was still not the slightest change. The Sea of Bitterness was incomparably quiet, unable to be opened up, unable to activate even a sesame seed sized area. There was not even a trace of essence of life circulating.
However, these days, his strength and speed were both increasing. The energy in his body was almost boiling, and his Qi and blood were exceptionally vigorous, surging violently, comparable to a dragon elephant.
"I will slowly cultivate like this. Even though I temporarily cannot cultivate the Sea of Bitterness, nor can I communicate with the Wheel of Life, but right now my body is becoming stronger and stronger. This is not a bad thing."
"I feel like you are much stronger than me like this. I cultivate the Sea of Bitterness every day, but I do not see any increase in strength or speed, and I cannot use any mysterious techniques. I really do not know what the use of cultivating like this is," Pang Bo complained.
On the second day, he could not bear it any longer. Under the stone cliff, he asked the Imparting Elder for guidance, "Elder, may I ask, are we going to continue cultivating like this? When can we control the divine rainbow to travel?"
The Imparting Elder glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Rice needs to be eaten bite by bite, a road needs to be walked step by step. If you cannot walk and want to run, you can only fall."
Even though the Imparting Elder was reprimanding him, he still gave an answer in the end. The main reason was to give hope to everyone below, and he explained some of the future cultivation situations.
"When the Sea of Bitterness is large enough, then the next step of cultivation can be carried out. That is to open up a channel in the Sea of Bitterness that leads directly to the Wheel of Life at the bottom of the sea, forming a 'spring', and releasing the divine power source of the Wheel of Life. At that time, you will be considered to have achieved something, and can use the mysterious techniques, which is also the remarkable means that you all hope for. "
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