Of course, Ye Kong didn't know that a certain pretty girl had a grudge against him. As he flew, he discussed Dao with Patriarch Acheron.
Although the Patriarch's prodigal fighting method made him unhappy, he suddenly had a new idea.
"Patriarch, since absorbing Spirit Stones can replenish Spirit Qi, why can't I absorb a large amount of metal-element Spirit Qi to strengthen the weak metal-element Spirit Qi in my Qi Sea?" Ye Kong asked.
Patriarch Acheron nodded. "Actually, I've thought about this idea of yours. Although it's barely feasible, it's still very difficult to put into practice."
Ye Kong shook his head. "What's so difficult about it? Work hard to earn Spirit Stones in the future! There are Spirit Stone adjustment points in every market. Among all kinds of Spirit Stones, metal-element Spirit Stones are the cheapest. We can earn Spirit Stones, exchange them for metal-element Spirit Stones, and then absorb them. Won't this solve the imbalance problem? "
Patriarch Acheron sneered. "How can it be so easy? Kid, let me ask you. Have you ever seen a cultivator who cultivates by absorbing Spirit Stones? "
Ye Kong thought about it. He really hadn't.
Patriarch Acheron asked again, "Do you think those cultivators don't know how to earn Spirit Stones like you?"
"Then tell me the reason." Ye Kong scratched his head and said modestly, "Although I'm also a Foundation Establishment Perfected Master, I'm actually still a rookie. Please give me some pointers, Patriarch."
Patriarch Yellow Spring smiled in satisfaction. "Kid, let me teach you something else … Although there's a lot of spiritual energy stored in the spirit stone, it's not your spiritual energy, so it can only stay in your body for a while. If you try to refine the spiritual energy in the spirit stone and use it for yourself, you'll realize that most of the spiritual energy will disappear after you refine it, leaving only a little bit. That's why I said it's barely usable, but it's not a good idea."
"Then what should I do? I know the best way is to find a place with abundant metal-element Spirit Qi to cultivate, but where can I find such a place? I've asked many people, but no one knows of such a place. "Ye Kong sighed in frustration.
After discovering that the spiritual power was unbalanced and had deviated from the center, Ye Kong didn't dare to cultivate anymore. If he continued to cultivate like this, he was afraid that it would become more and more troublesome. In the end, it was very likely that he would suffer from cultivation deviation.
"I wonder how the Loose Cultivator of Five Elements cultivated back then." Ye Kong sighed again.
Patriarch Acheron looked dispirited. He smiled and said, "You don't have to worry. The path of cultivation is filled with difficulties. Often, a small problem can cause one to stop in their tracks. But it's not easy to say that it's easy. If one day, you come across an immortal opportunity, it's normal for you to make rapid progress."
"Immortal fate, isn't it too uncertain?"
Patriarch Acheron scoffed. "Isn't your immortal affinity strong enough? It's already unprecedented for someone with the aptitude of a mixed spirit root to be able to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage. If it wasn't for the Immortal Fate, how could you be where you are today, how could you be so fast? "
Ye Kong sighed and said, "Alright, then I'll wait for the immortal fate to come."
Peaceful Port City was less than a hundred miles away from the Southern City. It would only take an hour for a mortal to ride a horse. Ye Kong's flying sword was even faster. In just a few words, the tall greenish-gray city walls of the Southern City appeared in the distance.
In the sky far away from the huge Southern City, there were white clouds and a light breeze. A wide golden flying sword hovered quietly. A young man in a green robe stood upright on it. The wind blew a strand of his hair loose from his bun. He looked at the Southern City in front of him with a pair of deep and resolute eyes, staring at it without saying a word.
This was his hometown. He had once lived here, fought here, protected himself, protected his family, and protected the people of this city … What was left here was his first love, his first kill, and his first cultivation. There used to be so many fresh faces here. There were people he loved and people he hated …
His mother, who sat alone under the lone lamp in the middle of the night doing embroidery and looked up at him from time to time with a sincere smile. His honest and forthright big brother, Ye Wei, who was kind but killed countless people. His teacher, Zhang Wude, who always had a sullen expression but would leave a stack of books in front of the ancestral shrine … Although the city walls were still there, those faces were far away.
At that moment, tears welled up in Ye Kong's eyes. He looked calm on the surface, but his heart was surging.
At that moment, he wanted to shout loudly, "To hell with achieving Dao and ascending to the heavens! As long as I can live happily with these people, so what if I don't cultivate? Even if it's just for one day! "
The ups and downs in his heart were too intense. Ye Kong suddenly felt that his Dao heart was about to collapse. He could not help but sway while standing on the flying sword.
Patriarch Acheron clearly understood that. He said indifferently, "The path to immortality is extremely difficult. There are many barriers and thorns everywhere. If you are not careful, you will fall into a bottomless abyss. Only with a firm and unshakable Dao heart, indifferent to the coldness of the world, and only for the Great Dao to ascend to immortality, will there be hope of ascending to immortality!
"There are thousands upon thousands of cultivators in the world. If we count the number of cultivators from other planets, there are even more. However, all of them are people who have forgotten their emotions and are indifferent to worldly affairs … Otherwise, with such a long lifespan, how many of them would be able to endure watching their parents die, their wives die, their children die?"
"You're wrong." Ye Kong had already calmed down. He said indifferently, "In my hometown, there are no cultivators. Everyone's lifespan is less than 100 years. I want my parents to live forever, but I don't have the ability … However, in this magical continent, and I am also an immortal cultivator, I will do my best to fight for a chance for them. Even if it is a small possibility, I will do my best to try, or I will not give up!"
After saying that, Ye Kong looked up at the highest part of the sky. The sky was so blue and vast, so vast that it was awe-inspiring.
He said softly, "Living a lonely life, even if one lives forever, is but an eternal prisoner."
Patriarch Acheron smiled sheepishly and shook his head. "These are probably the ideals of your hometown. They are too idealistic and out of reach … But, they are so desirable."
Southern City, Ye Manor. After a few years, this place was still so clean and refreshing. In the open space in front of the manor, a group of sparrows hopped around in search of food. Although no one had lived here for almost four years, the outside of the manor was as clean as ever. Looking up, the words "General of the South Manor" were still as bright and red as ever.
Ye Kong knew that this must be the work of the nearby citizens. Who to love and who to hate, in fact, everyone had a scale in their hearts.
Although Ye Kong subconsciously wanted to walk over and enter through the door, he still stopped in his tracks. With just a glance, he continued walking forward like any other passerby.
He was no longer the inexperienced young boy he used to be. He had experienced many conspiracies and plots. From that glance just now, he could see that the Ye Manor was different from before. He even smelled the scent of a trap.
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