The Feng Zun Journey
Guangling City
As he stepped through the courtyard gate, he felt an inexplicable enlightenment in his heart, and a faint, unsolicited smile appeared on his lips.
It seems like I have just completed a small worldly karmic bond, yet it completed my dao path, what an interesting destiny.
By the time he returned to the Han Dynasty this time around, his cultivation was already at the intermediate stage Immortal God Realm.
He had spent his journey here pondering, how he completed the next Unpredictable Tribulation.
In the end, Feng Zun's contemplation led him down a path, that he should soften his heart first.
Since a cultivator's heart was also the key to success in his cultivation, if one ignored this, then a heart demon would appear and interfere with their cultivation path.
There was no need to think about his cultivation base any further. As long as he continued to do so, he would naturally reach the peak of the Immortal God Realm.
After all, even though the path of Dao in his heart was already very solid, but he was still tarnished by the grudges in his childhood.
When he went through a tribulation, and when the demonic power in his heart attacked him, then it would probably be fatal.
This was why, after returning to the Han Dynasty, Feng Zun did not rush into the Liangzhu river to regroup with Chuyu, and his other companions.
Instead, he chose to return to a familiar place, as if turning back time.
By doing so, he was able to calm his heart and complete some of the subtle shackles of the mortal world, which were deep in his heart.
That's why he returned to the Han Dynasty Capital. However, not even Feng Zun would have expected, that just by giving a small fortune to the old peach tree in the backyard of the Sky Mansion, it would have such an effect.
But if it was thought back, it made sense, when he was about to leave the Sky Mansion, he said that if fate brought them together again, he would not mind giving good luck to the old peach tree. It might seem like a thoughtless statement, but in truth, it was the beginning of good karma between them.
When Feng Zun left the Sky Mansion, no one noticed him.
However, the people inside immediately inhaled a refreshing and pleasant aroma.
“The smell is amazing!”
"Why am I suddenly feeling so much better?"
"What is this smell?"
As the patients and servants conversed, Hu Quan's waiter and the doctor quickly found the source of the fragrance, all gathered in the backyard.
When they saw the green and lush peach tree, which was covered in leaves despite being in a piercing winter, everything froze in place.
"It's…"
"Did that old peach tree give birth to consciousness?"
They were all dumbfounded, and they immediately discussed.
Standing by the grasshopper tree calmed their hearts and souls. With each breath, a comfortable warmth flowed through their bodies.
Soon, the branches of the tree swayed, and the snow-white peach blossoms soared into the air.
When the flower landed on the wounded soldier's body, the flower disappeared, like snow melting into water.
To their surprise, the injured martial artists discovered that their wounds, had reunited at a shocking speed.
In just a few moments, all of their injuries were healed!
Some of them, who were unharmed, also received other benefits. Their blood and qi flourished, and their bodies were filled with strength.
"A miracle! It's really a miracle!”
A frenzy of chatter sounds rang out.
Some martial artists were so excited that they knelt down in gratitude, and they summoned the old peach tree respectfully as "The Peach Tree Ancestor Spirit."
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Sky Mansion outdoor courtyard.
When he saw Feng Zun, Zhenyu inevitably said, "Young Master, just a while ago, why does it seem like there are strange spiritual fluctuations there?"
Yin Ying and Zhuan Long also turned their heads, they all also felt a change within the Sky Mansion.
“I just helped an old peach tree, to perfect its spiritual awareness, to complete a karmic bond.”
Feng Zun said casually, then he glanced towards the west gate of Guangling City.
In the west, the sounds of war trumpets filled the sky, mixed with the sounds of battle and the roars of ferocious beasts.
"Come, let's see." Feng Zun started walking towards the noise center.
As long as the eyes looked, the streets seemed deserted, they barely saw any other pedestrians.
As they approached the west gate of the city, they saw many martial artists stationed above the city walls.
By the time the city gate opened, they could clearly see a group of armored martial artists, being locked in a fierce battle with a group of spiritual ferocious beasts.
The battle was intense, but still on a small scale. There were at most a hundred ferocious beasts, and they were not very powerful either.
They were nothing compared to the beast tide that had attacked the Capital of Guanglun City earlier.
Moreover, the martial artists were clearly trained, and they cooperated well. As they killed the beasts, they suffered occasional injuries, but they were not in much danger.
Their leader, a young swordsman, was extremely outstanding, and he displayed excellent skills.
"Zi Moyun ..." Only after a shocking pause did Feng Zun remember who this young man was.
Of the three great clans of Guangling City, the Zi Family was ranked first.
In the past, Zi Moyun was the top figure of the younger generation of Guangling City.
However, he was extremely infatuated with Han Mei, and he saw Feng Zun who was “worthless” as a landscape destroyer. He even tried to get rid of Feng Zun.
It was only when the battle was great in the Zhou Dynasty, and when Feng Zun obtained the title of Great Master of the Zhou Empire, Zi Moyun finally realized Feng Zun's strength and gave up on fighting him.
Feng Zun meanwhile, had never cared about a small figure like Zi Moyun.
If not for his good mood back then, perhaps this fellow had already been ripped apart by his sword.
Feng Zun then stared at the wall, where he saw many familiar figures.
There was the Fiu Shan City King, the commander of the city guards, Nie Baihu, and the heads of the Zi Tianghan, Yung Chong, and Weng Chajing families, as well as the other Guangling City elders.
Nie Tang, Weng Lhaobei, and some other younger generation martial artists were also there.
Nie Tang in particular, he had clearly grown stronger, he was already in the Mortal Realm!
The aura is steady, and the foundation is firm.
"Not bad at all, Feng Zun thought.