Chapter 1329
Today, the winds of change gather, and the tribulation of lightning strikes.
This cave is Ye Yang's place of quiet cultivation, located deep in the back mountain of Feitianmen, and is called "Guizhen Jingshi" (Return to Truth Quiet Room).
It was built by the Flying Gate over many years, and its interior is completely isolated from all the noise of the outside world.
The concentration of spiritual energy here far exceeds that of any other place in the Flying Heaven Sect, which is why it is suitable for cultivators above the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm to absorb and exhale vital energy to aid their cultivation.
The moment Ye Yang stepped into the quiet room, the golden light surrounding him slowly faded away.
At this moment, the immense majesty of the Thunder Tribulation Dao Ancestor has faded, replaced by a sense of calm and serenity.
He sat cross-legged on the black jade futon in the center of the quiet room, his eyes slightly closed, his fingertips gently twirling, and wisps of fine lightning swirled around him, sometimes disappearing into the void, sometimes appearing on his fingertips.
The sermon delivered just now atop Flying Heaven Gate Mountain was an enlightening opportunity for all cultivators.
For him, it was also a rare opportunity for self-cultivation and reflection.
Today, in front of thousands of cultivators, he recounted his life's learning and his understanding of the Great Dao.
While answering others' questions and pointing out their spiritual obstacles, it is also a process of helping oneself build a spiritual system and fill in minor gaps.
At this moment, Ye Yang's mind sank into his sea of consciousness.
Within his sea of consciousness, thunderclouds churned and Daoist energy flowed, the thunderclouds becoming more condensed than ever before.
His lightning power became increasingly profound, and streams of insights from different cultivators' Dao hearts flowed into his sea of consciousness like gentle streams.
It is Jiang Taibai's obsession with the sword, the awakening power of the dragon vein of the Azure Dragon Daoist, the righteous spirit of the Demon-Slaying Daoist, and the pure Dao heart of the Enlightened Heart Daoist.
There are also the cultivation insights of countless other cultivators.
Some are superficial, some are profound, some are simple, and some are complex.
But at this moment, they all transformed into nourishment for his Dao foundation.
"That's how it should be."
Ye Yang traced the rolling thunderclouds with his fingertips, and a sense of understanding gradually dawned on him.
“Cultivation at the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm and above is not only about destruction and deterrence, but also about nourishment and reshaping.”
"Today, through this sermon, I have seen that others have their own constraints and their own moments of enlightenment, which is also a good thing for me."
He meticulously examined his own cultivation system.
Within the sea of consciousness, the thunderclouds gradually subsided, replaced by a clear sea of thunder.
After sitting quietly for a long time, Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"If we don't break through now, when will we?"
He raised his hand and flipped it over.
Two round and plump pills suddenly appeared in his palm.
The pill was surrounded by a rich aura of pure Yang thunder energy; it was indeed the Thunder Yang Treasure Pill.
Ye Yang put both Pure Yang Pills into his mouth at the same time.
The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, transforming into a vast and blazing pure yang energy, like two fire dragons, which surged into his limbs and bones in an instant.
Wherever the pure Yang energy passed, the meridians were slightly scorched, but under the nourishment of the lightning energy, they quickly became wider and more resilient.
Within his dantian, the originally condensed lightning power, nourished by the pure yang energy, became increasingly mellow and powerful.
Inside the quiet room, the power of lightning and the power of pure Yang intertwined, forming a powerful current.
I don't know how much time passed; perhaps it was a moment, perhaps several days.
Suddenly, an immense aura erupted from Ye Yang's body.
"Crack!"
A faint cracking sound rang out in Ye Yang's mind.
The bottleneck that had been preventing him from breaking through to the mid-stage of the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm was finally completely broken through.
In an instant, the immense power of lightning and pure Yang energy surged forth like a flood bursting its banks.
Meanwhile, the sea of thunder within his consciousness became increasingly clear and vast.
Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm.
We've successfully broken through to the mid-game stage!
The moment he completed the breakthrough, Ye Yang's aura gradually subsided, and he returned to a calm and composed state.
He slowly opened his eyes, stood up, stretched his limbs, and a slight cracking sound came from his bones.
An unprecedented sense of ease and power swept through my entire body.
Ye Yang stepped out of the Guizhen Quiet Room, pushed open the stone door, and a breath of fresh air rushed towards him.
The fresh fragrance and subtle spiritual energy of the mountain plants instantly dispelled the heat of the lingering pure yang energy around him.
At this moment, atop the Flying Gate.
Many cultivators were still exchanging ideas with each other.
However, at the foot of Feitianmen Mountain, in an open area, a different, bustling scene unfolded.
"what?"
He looked up and saw that on the hillside not far away, the Flying Turtle was perched there, surrounded by a layer of light blue spiritual light.
Beside it, Xuanwu was watching it with eyes as still as a deep well, occasionally whispering something.
"This little guy... is breaking through too?" Ye Yang raised an eyebrow and a smile appeared on his lips.
Since following him, the Flying Turtle has been diligent and conscientious, carrying him around every day or cultivating within the Flying Heaven Gate.
It can be considered its good fortune to be able to break through under the guidance of Xuanwu.
Seemingly sensing Ye Yang's arrival, the Flying Turtle suddenly opened its eyes, a glint of light flashing within them.
"Ow!"
It let out an excited roar, its body radiating a brilliant spiritual light. The next moment, it rushed towards Ye Yang, letting out a strange "hehehe" laugh.
"Slow down, slow down."
Ye Yang chuckled and raised his hand, gently pressing down on its head as it rushed towards him.
"Getting this excited just because there are signs of a breakthrough? Be careful not to go astray and fail to break through."
"Ow ooh..."
Ye Yang shook his head helplessly and gently stroked its head a few times.
"Not bad, this breakthrough is very solid. It seems that Xuanwu taught well."
"It possesses the bloodline of the Heavenly Sun Chasing Turtle, has extraordinary talent, and is willing to work hard. However, it is still young and its cultivation is still shallow. Given time, it will surely become a great thing."
"It's alright, it's still young, we can take it slow."
Ye Yang said with a smile, then looked up at the distant wild mountains and forests. "I plan to take a walk in the mountains and forests. You all should stay here and cultivate diligently."
After saying that, he flashed and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the depths of the wild and desolate mountains and forests.
Seeing this, the flying tortoise tried to chase after it, but Xuanwu pressed its shell down with a claw.
"Adults have their own affairs. Although you have cultivated for hundreds of years, you are still a child. Just focus on your cultivation and consolidate your realm."
"Ow..."
The Flying Turtle cried out in grievance, but eventually obediently lay down on the spot and began to consolidate its newly broken-through realm.
Wild and untamed mountains and forests.
This mountain forest stretches for tens of thousands of miles and was once a forbidden land overrun by demonic beasts and extremely dangerous. Countless cultivators perished here, and even some Nascent Soul Realm cultivators who strayed into it never returned.
But now, this mountain forest presents a completely different scene.
Ye Yang flew through the air, looking down at the mountains and forests below, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
In what was once a barren mountain forest, fertile fields have now been cultivated.
The rice paddies swayed gently in the breeze, shrouded in a misty aura; they were clearly specially cultivated spiritual plants.
The original dangerous monster lairs have been transformed into residences for cultivators.
These dwellings are nestled against mountains and beside water, and are set up with simple formations that can both defend against external enemies and not disrupt the surrounding spiritual energy circulation.
"Over the years, the Flying Heaven Sect has put in a lot of effort."
Ye Yang murmured to himself as he slowly descended into a valley.
This valley was originally the lair of a Void Refinement Realm demon beast. Later, the demon beast was subdued by the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect, and the valley was transformed into a spiritual herb garden.
At this moment, the garden is filled with medicinal herbs, and their fragrance is irresistible.
Several young cultivators dressed in the robes of the Flying Heaven Sect were carefully tending to these spiritual herbs, their expressions focused and devout.
"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"
Upon seeing Ye Yang arrive, the disciples quickly put down their work and respectfully bowed.
"No need for formalities, please continue with your work."
"These medicinal herbs are well-cultivated; it seems you have put a lot of effort into them."
"Thank you for the compliment, Dao Ancestor!"
The disciples were so excited that their faces turned red and their voices trembled slightly. "We disciples will definitely work harder and live up to the Dao Ancestor's expectations!"
Ye Yang smiled slightly, said nothing more, and turned to walk into the depths of the mountains and forests.
The deeper you go, the richer the spiritual energy becomes.
Those former forbidden zones have all been developed one by one, either transformed into spiritual herb gardens, built into secluded cultivation grounds for cultivators, or opened up as trial sites.
The entire wild mountain forest has become the back garden of the Flying Heaven Sect, providing the sect with a continuous stream of resources.
"This is what the cultivation world should be like."
Ye Yang stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vibrant forest before him, a surge of pride welling up within him.
Spiritual practice should be about coexisting with heaven and earth, not about constantly taking and destroying.
Only by ensuring the continuous circulation of spiritual energy from heaven and earth can the cultivation world prosper forever.
"What will the cultivation world look like a thousand years from now?"
Ye Yang muttered to himself, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. (End of Chapter)