C9

As they slowly ascended the stone stairs, Long Huayi's group of four continued to climb upwards as they chatted and laughed.

After a long time.

A row of red walls quietly appeared in Long Huayi's line of sight.

In the center of the red wall, on the top of the gate that was over ten feet tall, two large words' Hall of Men 'could be seen dancing in the air, exuding a majestic vibe.

"Good calligraphy!" The mere words' Hall of Men 'has condensed the thoughts of tens of thousands of citizens, and is brimming with vigor and light … " Looking at the Mortal Hall's plaque, Long Huayi could not help but think to himself.

After crossing the threshold of about a foot high, a huge courtyard was imprinted into Long Huayu's eyes. The red wall was a jade-green, carved dragon and phoenix. In the middle was the main hall, on the two sides the side hall, the courtyard was filled with cigarette smoke, and the crowd was clamoring. A Zhang tall incense was burning in the huge incense cauldron outside the main hall, with countless people lining up to burn incense in the cauldron.

Just as Long Huayu and his group stepped into the 'Hall of Person', they were shocked by the imposing aura.

"Benefactor, please come in!"

At this moment, a young man in a yellow robe walked over.

"This master, I have already booked a room ten years ago, and have come here specifically to repay your wish. This is my reservation contract!" Without waiting for the young monk to speak, Wang Feng extended her hand and placed it in front of the monk.

"Benefactor, please follow me!" Looking at the contract in his hand, the young monk didn't say anything more and led Long Huayu and the others inside.

Not long later, Long Huayi's group was brought to the Human Palace's backyard.

The backyard of the 'Hall of Perfection' was slightly shorter than the main courtyard. It was surrounded on three sides by a one meter wide patio in the middle that reflected the clear blue sky.

The second floor was made of green brick and black tiles. It was simple and heavy, giving off a feeling of having lived for a very long time. A ten feet wide ancient well in the middle of the courtyard added to the silence.

Around the patio, there were four red stone tables with zither, chess, books, and paintings placed on top of them. All of them were brand-new things.

"Wow, Brother Yu, this courtyard is really well-prepared!" You can even draw a zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting! " As he walked along the path in the backyard, Shi Mu observed his surroundings with interest.

"Young Benefactor, this was recently changed and is for the guests who are resting here." The young yellow robed monk leading the way explained as he slightly turned his body to look at Long Huayu and the others.

"Oh, in other words, these items can be used as you wish?" Little Shi Shi looked at the yellow-robed monk and said. After he finished speaking, he winked at Long Huayu.

"Yes!" "Young Benefactor." The young yellow-robed monk replied.

Actually, after Long Huayi finished looking through the things in the backyard, he already understood their use. Thus, he didn't say anything and only silently sized up everything.

Long Huayu's group went up to the second floor.

"Almsgiver Wang, Almsgiver Zhang, this room is the temporary room for the two of you!" When we enter, someone will inform you that this little monk will be taking his leave! " The young yellow-robed monk walked down the stairs after he finished speaking.

After the distribution, Long Huayi and Little Shi insisted on staying in room D together while Wang Feng and Zhang Qian stayed in room B.

Closing the door, Little Shi ignored the energetic Long Huayu and fell asleep on the bed.

After dinner.

Little Shi was snatched away by his mother to worship Buddha for incense while Wang Feng followed after him, ignoring Long Huanyu. It was because Long Huanyu didn't want to worship Buddha, so he told his mother that he wanted to sleep, which was why he was able to escape calamity.

Opening the window, a gust of cold wind blew in. Looking at the pure white moonlight outside, Long Huayu felt that he was very agile.

Closing his eyes, Long Huayu quietly stood by the window, listening to the rustling of the leaves outside.

In his mind, he was constantly flipping through his gains and losses from practicing « Destiny » cultivation technique for the past two months, 'Controlling your mind, knocking into the dense fog in your dantian', yet the same scene seemed to have stopped for the last two months. Even though Long Huayu's mind was firm, he still couldn't help but doubt this, 'This kind of state, when will it end?'

"If the first chapter of 'Creation' is already so difficult to practice, then wouldn't the other two be even more difficult? Based on his current speed, he would probably need several years to break through the thick fog in his Dantian! In the past, he had looked down on those martial arts experts, but now, it seemed that it would be very difficult to reach such heights! Furthermore, there is no need to step on the void to fly up … "

Long Huayu let out a soft sigh and said with some doubt in his heart, "The three parts of « Destiny » have been perfected. There is nothing that can't be accomplished from the heavens to the earth … Right now, I haven't even started on the first chapter, how could I dare to imagine that I could complete the three chapters! Why is there so much fog in my dantian? It's because of the obstruction of the mist that my mind was unable to penetrate any further. It took me more than two months to get that much distance, what exactly is going on? "

Ever since he started practicing the basics of that mysterious cultivation method, 'Good Fortune', this was the first time that Long Huayu had examined himself. Of course, the result was disappointing because in these two months, his mind could only probe a tiny bit into the dantian's fog; it was far from reaching deep enough to control his own life essence!

After practicing the 'Good Fortune' cultivation method for two months, there wasn't even the slightest bit of effect. This caused the ten-year old Long Huayu to have a bit of doubt. Even if it was some other martial arts technique or technique, even if he could simply execute a few strikes, he would still be full of fighting spirit and happiness. Children were always like this, they could play around for a long time without getting tired of each other.

The cultivation technique Long Huayu cultivated was a mysterious absolute art from the God Realm, and he was also meditating on it by himself. As time passed by, he would inevitably feel a sense of loneliness, and because he couldn't see its effects, he couldn't help but find it hard to persevere, but he still didn't have any thoughts of giving up.

What a joke! He broke through the space and flew away... No one would give up on something like this!

In the night sky, on a tree not too far away from the window of Dragonform, a young bird was flapping its wings, trembling. It seemed as if it wanted to fly into the sky, only to see it looking around for a moment. Finally, it lifted its wings and flew into the air. However, after flying a short distance, it quickly landed on another tree trunk. Not long after, the little bird flew up again … The bird rose and fell like this for a long time. Finally, it flew far away, flapping its wings as it flew out into the distance, never to land again.

The process of the bird's descent was reflected in Long Huayi's eyes. When the bird flew further and further away before disappearing from his sight, a sudden realization occurred to him. A feeling of what I wanted it to feel spread throughout his body.

At this moment, Long Huayu only felt that the sky was no longer that high, the ground was no longer that far. As long as he wanted to, he could completely cross this world with his own strength. Nothing could stop him anymore.

And then …

A boundless and heavy aura soared from Long Huayu's room and startled a flock of birds on the roof.

"If you want to fly higher, you have to put in more effort! If you meet your target, then you must resolutely continue forward! " Looking at the direction the little bird disappeared in, Long Huayi said to himself in his heart. Behind the jade-like Mu Zi, a flame that was exceptionally firm ignited.

"Push the sky aside and step through the ground …"

Long Huayu raised his head to look at the sky as he muttered these words in a low voice. His tightly clenched hands could not help but bury themselves in his flesh. His eyes, which were looking forward to piercing through the nine heavens, suddenly shot out a frightening purple light.

In the future, a wonder of the Immortal God Realm would begin to take root.

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A light and agile melody gently floated out from the inner courtyard, breaking the silence that should have been present in the backyard.

"Hmm?" Long Huayu woke from his stupor as a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"This melody, so ethereal!"

Long Huayu listened to the melody that suddenly rang out. He was shocked in his heart, "Such a beautiful tune! It makes you feel as if you're floating. Could it be that there's an expert playing the zither living in this backyard?"

"Creak." Gently pushing open the door, Long Huayi walked down the stairs with light steps.