Ugly Cultivation Notes

Zhao He nodded, "Yes, I am leaving the Corpse Refining Sect this time and my return date has not yet been determined. Before I leave, I would like to say thank you to her."

Naturally, Jiao Gu would not refuse Zhao He's small request.

It is rare to have a close friend in life. It is a great blessing to meet one or two like-minded friends on the road of spiritual practice.

When Zhao He left Yunlu Mountain and went to Yanshan to look for Song Yunyan, Tang Muze's vitality was disappearing bit by bit in the Seven Evil Soul Damage Formation.

Feeling the movement in the formation, the two Jindan disciples watching the battle from a distance began to discuss quietly.

"The movement in the formation is getting smaller and smaller. That person should have been subdued by Master. Should we go over and see if Master can use us?"

"Have you forgotten Master's instructions to us? He said that no matter what happens, we are not allowed to come close to the range of this formation. Isn't it possible that Master's ability can't deal with a golden elixir monk?"

The other person looked annoyed and said, "You are right, we should just wait patiently."

The two of them kept Tang Muche's instructions in mind, guarded the formation with all their heart, and sent away all the fellow disciples who came to inquire about the news.

Little did they know that their master, Tang Muche, was already close to death.

When Tang Muche's soul lamp went out, the two of them realized something was wrong. It was already several months later.

At that time, Zhao He had completely left the Corpse Refining Sect and arrived at Jiuhua City, the largest cultivation city in the Tianyuan Realm.

Most of the people who come and go in Jiuhua City are Nascent Soul Realm monks, and there are also quite a lot of Transformation God Realm monks.

Golden elixir realm monks are the lowest level existence in Jiuhua City.

Under the Golden Core Realm, one is not even qualified to set foot in Jiuhua City.

Zhao He couldn't help but sigh while walking in Jiuhua City.

She used to think that being able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage on her own was a remarkable achievement.

But now, looking at the Nascent Soul monks filling the streets, Fang felt that the Nascent Soul stage was just a part of the practice, nothing worthy of praise.

Feeling that Zhao He's mood had changed, Jiao Gu said happily.

"Jiuhua City has abundant treasures and outstanding people. Before going to the spiritual world, you and I should practice here."

"Senior is right, that's what I meant."

Zhao He looked at the crowded Jiuhua City and felt strangely calm.

The senior said that the spiritual world is a broader world. No matter how big or good Jiuhua City is, it is not her end.

Time flies and Zhao He has been in Jiuhua City for more than four hundred years.

At this time, Zhao He was nine hundred years old.

As a Nascent Soul monk who has lived for thousands of years, nine hundred years old is considered an advanced age, which is equivalent to ninety years old among mortals.

Zhao He did not take the Dingyan Pill. Her hair was gray, her face was full of wrinkles, and her eyes were full of traces of time, but she was still in good spirits.

During the past four hundred years, she spent most of her time in Jiuhua Mountain, occasionally going out to experience and look for resources and breakthrough opportunities.

Although there were inevitably some setbacks in the process, overall it went smoothly.

Now, Zhao He has reached the Great Perfection level of Nascent Soul Stage, and is about to usher in her Fifth Nine Thunder Tribulation and advance to the Divine Transformation Stage.

With the help of superior skills, it took Zhao He more than four hundred years to reach this stage from the late stage of Jindan. Her qualifications are not really good.

But fortunately, her character has been greatly improved, and she will no longer be shaken by temporary gains and losses.

Zhao He raised his head and looked toward the sky thousands of miles high. His eyes showed the vicissitudes and calmness that had accumulated over the years.

"Senior, I'm ready."

"Now that you are ready to face the thunderstorm, let's get started." Jiao Gu knew in his heart that with Zhao He's current temperament, there was no need to report everything to her and ask for her opinion.

Zhao He did this because he respected her from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes."

As soon as Zhao He finished speaking, his aura began to rise.

The moment her cultivation reached the stage of becoming a god, the Five-Ninth Thunder Tribulation arrived as scheduled.

Zhao He was quickly injured under the thunder tribulation, but she was calm from beginning to end and dealt with the thunder tribulation calmly and orderly.

In the end, she successfully survived the thunder tribulation and entered the realm of divine transformation without any danger.

"Senior, I succeeded!"

It wasn't until the calamity cloud receded and Zhao He avoided everyone and quietly returned to her cave that a happy smile appeared on her old face.

"You've done a great job. That's what cultivation is like. Only by taking each step step by step and taking it steadily can you go a long way."

Zhao He sighed with emotion, "Now that I look back at the past, I feel in a different state of mind. Thanks to my seniors for helping me refine my character, otherwise I, Zhao He, would never be able to transform into a god and become a saint."

"The person you should thank most for your cultivation today is yourself. In the days to come, you still need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and be diligent and self-sufficient."

"Yes."

After receiving Jiao Gu's teachings, Zhao He smiled even more.

"It has been more than five hundred years since you woke up. How is your recovery going?"

Zhao He could clearly feel that Jiao Gu's soul was becoming stronger.

More than five hundred years ago, when Senior Jiao Gu first woke up, his soul was still very weak, like a candle that might be extinguished by the wind at any time.

But as time went by, her senior's soul became more and more stable, and she no longer felt weak from her senior.

"My soul has become much stronger, and I also remember some past events. I have been to the spirit world... there seems to be my old friend there."

Jiao Gu recalled that when she first woke up, there was a golden rune in her soul.

It is the existence of this rune that allows her to draw soul power from all things in the world and grow stronger bit by bit.

Now, more than five hundred years have passed, and two more golden runes have appeared in her soul, making her soul shine brightly.

Although Jiao Gu had forgotten her identity, she had a vague feeling that this golden rune was probably the reason why she escaped death.

But why did she vaguely feel that this rune was not this golden color before, but was instead pale gold?

Did she remember it wrong?

Knowing that his senior might come from the spirit world, Zhao He's heart moved and he remembered the scene when he picked up the charred bones.

Burnt bones fell from the sky and leveled a mountain.

The senior is most likely a monk from the upper realm. Otherwise, how could he teach her such powerful Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique with just a casual move?

Zhao He solemnly promised, "Senior, don't worry. I will stabilize my cultivation as soon as possible and strive to reach the spirit world as soon as possible to help senior remember his identity."

"Don't worry, everything is fate. Sometimes forgetting can make people focus more and enter a state of forgetting both things and myself.

As long as I am still practicing, one day I will think of those forgotten identities and past. "

"The state of mind of my seniors is far beyond my ears."

Zhao He secretly lamented that if she were in the situation of her seniors, she would never be as sober and calm as her seniors.

She still has a lot to learn from being with her seniors. (End of chapter)