Eight hundred and seventeenth chapter sharpen the mind
Time passes slowly forward again.
Now half a month has passed since Yan Ling returned to Chengdu.
During the past half month, apart from occasionally accompanying his sister-in-law Li Yufei around Chengdu, Yan Ling has been staying at Lingfeng Martial Arts Hall to guide many students in their training, especially Zhou Ping, Zhang Zeyu and others who have survived the catastrophe.
's disciple.
Although there are a large number of immortals in the earth due to various reasons, there is still a question of background. Most of these powerful immortals only have the cultivation level of heavenly immortals, and there are very few who even reach the realm of mysterious immortals, let alone the golden immortals who have initially set foot on immortality.
Zhou Ping and Zhang Zeyu are already the strongest in the Lingfeng Martial Arts Hall besides the two brothers Yan Ling, but now they are only at the late stage of Tianxian. If they just rely on their own cultivation, it will take many years to break through Xuanxian.
Only time will make it possible to succeed.
Yan Ling's guidance during this period not only cleared up many doubts about their previous cultivation, but also lit up the way forward for them, allowing them to save countless efforts on the road to breaking through the Xuanxian.
Yan Ling believed that as long as Zhou Ping and others fully digested his instructions, their strength would surely rise to the next level.
At the same time, Yan Ling also re-established his dignity in the martial arts hall through this period of guidance.
Although they have not seen each other for fifty years, Yan Ling has made many strong men in the martial arts hall understand that Yan Ling is still the same Yan Ling, still the strongest man in Chengdu, and his cultivation level is far beyond what they can understand at this time.
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On this day, Yan Ling looked at the scenery of Chengdu from the office on the top floor of the martial arts building, and followed the trajectory of human destiny to understand every bit of Chengdu, and his aura gradually became ethereal and mysterious.
"Master, the martial arts competition is about to begin. Do you have any other instructions?"
Zhou Ping opened the office door and walked in. He looked at Yan Ling in front of the window with a very respectful expression.
"I told you a long time ago, you can just handle these matters yourself."
Yan Ling didn't look back, still immersed in the trajectory of humanity's fate over Chengdu.
Since the last time he saw the projection left by Dayu in Liangzhou Ding, he felt that his connection with Liangzhou Ding had become more and more profound. Now, as long as he is in Rongcheng, he can take advantage of the power of Liangzhou Ding and integrate his mind into it at any time.
Among the luck of humanity, the luck of the human race in the city condenses the mind and cultivation.
Although only half a month had passed, Yan Ling could feel that his mind was getting stronger and stronger, and the progress was almost comparable to the previous hundred years of hard work. This discovery undoubtedly made Yan Ling very happy.
Now, both his physical body and soul have almost reached the ultimate level of Golden Immortal, and his whole body is filled with immortal golden nature. He is only one chance away from trying to break through to the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.
In such a state, ordinary training has no effect on Yan Ling and can no longer enhance his strength.
But the tempering of the mind by human luck is different. This is a practice involving the mind, which is more mysterious than the physical body and the soul.
It is simply impossible for ordinary practitioners to take the initiative to cultivate their souls. They can only gradually strengthen their souls through understanding the great path and the passage of time.
But being unable to take the initiative to cultivate the mind does not mean that spiritual cultivation is unimportant. On the contrary, spiritual cultivation is very important for any cultivator.
When cultivators seek the great path, they generally divide cultivation into the physical body and the soul, while the mind controls the physical body, unifies the soul, and leads all existences.
If a cultivator's spiritual cultivation is insufficient, but his physical body or soul is extremely powerful, then it is easy to lose control, which is often referred to as "going crazy".
Because Yan Ling has experienced many worlds, and at the same time has the earth talisman given by Queen Houtu to suppress the sea of consciousness, he can understand various mysteries of the earth, and his spiritual cultivation has progressed faster than ordinary people.
But now, his physical body has instantly reached the threshold of the real body of the great witch because of the evil energy of the calamity that Xing Tian condensed for him, and his soul has also made great progress due to the feedback from heaven and earth after the end of the calamity in the journey to the west.
It can be said that Yan Ling's progress, both physically and spiritually, has gradually reached the limit that his spiritual realm can support. If he does not strengthen his spiritual cultivation, he is afraid that he will enter a state of control before he breaks through to the realm of Daluo Jinxian.
Already.
By then, even if Yan Ling can finally recover, he will probably lose a lot because of it.
Precisely because he understood this, Yan Ling immersed himself in it when he realized that the human destiny condensed by the human race in the city could hone his mind and will.
This is not to understand the various changes in Chengdu, but to use the city's luck as a boost to help him hone his spiritual will.
Now half a month has passed, and Yan Ling has clearly felt the benefits of rapid progress in spiritual cultivation.
Apart from anything else, as his spiritual cultivation gradually increased, his control over his physical body and soul became easier. He no longer had to spend most of his energy to control his energy, blood, breath, and control himself as before.
Just like ordinary people.
But Zhou Ping didn't know this. He just felt that in the past half month, the aura on Yan Ling's body had gradually become calmer. It was not as sharp and terrifying as when he first came back, like a volcano that was about to erupt at any time.
"Isn't this because, Master, you haven't been back for decades? I hope you can give us some guidance on our work!"
Looking at Yan Ling, whose breathing became calmer and calmer, Zhou Ping also gradually returned to the way he had been when they first got along, and he seemed much more relaxed.
"This is not a matter of cultivation. I don't know much more than you do, so what can I say?"
Yan Ling turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, don't worry about me. Go down and greet the strong men who are visiting the martial arts hall. I will naturally show up after the martial arts competition begins."
Of course Yan Ling knew Zhou Ping's purpose for finding him, which was just to show his face and calm down the situation.
These are just trivial matters to Yan Ling. Even if Zhou Ping doesn't say anything, he will still find an opportunity to meet those strong men. It can be regarded as his obligation as the master of the martial arts gym.
"With Master's words, I feel relieved!"
Zhou Ping chuckled and said, "I wonder who will dare to say that our Lingfeng Martial Arts School is not number one in Chengdu!"
In these years, because Yan Ling has never shown up, although there are many strong men who have survived the catastrophe in Lingfeng Martial Arts Hall, there is still a big gap compared with those top strong men.
Therefore, although Lingfeng Martial Arts School has always been very powerful, it has gradually lost its former prestige among the powerful circles.
Now that Yan Ling is back, and his strength is becoming more and more unfathomable, Zhou Ping certainly wants to take this opportunity to let those people understand that Lingfeng Martial Arts School is truly the number one martial arts school in Chengdu!
"What are you so happy about?"
Just as Zhou Ping was thinking about the next scene, Yan Ling suddenly interrupted: "Whenever I am gone, you can still be happy when the martial arts school remains the number one in Chengdu!"
"Forehead!"
Zhou Ping immediately touched his head when he heard this and said, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely work harder."
"That's right!"
Yan Ling nodded and said: "The journey of cultivation is always getting more and more difficult. As long as you keep making progress, sooner or later you will be able to catch up with those people, or even surpass them!"