Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 272 Leaving the Sect for Seclusion: Facing Past Memories

"rise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tornado rose up and slowly began to swirl around from behind the tree.

"Hey hey!"

Xiaomeng's voice came from behind the tree. The next moment, Xiaomeng and Qingxuan were carried by the tornado to their side.

"Brother!
"Xiaomeng puffed out her cheeks angrily and said, "You're so unfair! You have good movement techniques but you won't teach me. And you even used a tornado to blow me away!"

"eccentric!"

Leng Feibai laughed after hearing this, "Master has already taught you to blend in with the world, so why should you care about my movement technique?"

"I do not care!"

Xiaomeng stomped her foot angrily and said, "I want to learn too! Senior brother, you can't be biased!"

After hearing this, Leng Feibai patted Xiaomeng's shoulder, took out another bamboo scroll, and said, "Alright, anyway, I was planning to give it to you when you mastered the 'Harmony with Light and Dust' technique. Never mind, you can study it yourself."

Xiaomeng accepted the bamboo slip with satisfaction. Leng Feibai looked at the three people in front of him, remained silent for a while, and then turned to Xiaoling and said, "Qinghan, come with me!"

Seeing this, Xiaoling quickly chased after them, and the two arrived at a secluded place.

Leng Feibai then stopped and said, "I've used divination to investigate your sister's matter. I discovered that she seems to have some connection with the Yin-Yang School. Once your cultivation is complete, you can go and see the Yin-Yang School. However, the relationship between the Yin-Yang School and my Daoist School has always been strained. If your identity is exposed, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."

After saying that, Leng Feibai took out a forehead ribbon from his pocket and said, "When you decide to go to the Yin Yang School, take this with you. If you encounter any life-threatening danger, pour your inner energy into it, and it can bring you back to the Heavenly Sect immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling's eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickly said, "Master, this thing is too precious, this disciple cannot accept it!"

"Take it!" Leng Feibai said calmly. "I'm about to go into seclusion, and I don't want to come out to find your corpse."

Seeing Leng Feibai's insistence, Xiao Ling finally put away her forehead ribbon.

Xiaomeng ran over at this moment and couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, are you going into seclusion? How long will it last?"

"Seven or eight years, I guess!"

Leng Feibai stretched his arms. "This time in seclusion, I want to try to find a new path to ascension."

After speaking, Leng Feibai looked at Qingxuan beside Xiaomeng and took out a bamboo scroll, saying, "This sword technique is called Purple Thunder. When executing the moves, it can draw heavenly lightning into the sword. The final move, Thunder Shakes the Nine Heavens, is a sword technique that aims to perish together with a powerful enemy. Qingxuan, if the hatred in your heart is hard to suppress, I hope this sword technique can be of help to you!"

Upon hearing this, Qingxuan's face lit up with joy, and he immediately said, "Thank you so much, Uncle-Master! Your kindness is immeasurable, and I could never repay it even if I died!"

"A person can't die ten thousand times! Cherish your life!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai turned to Xiaomeng and said, "Master, I'm leaving you in my care, Junior Sister. Take care!"

Leng Feibai cupped his hands in greeting, then took to the air and flew towards the horizon.

"I wish to ride the wind northward, where snow falls on Xuanyuan as large as a mat. I wish to borrow a boat to travel eastward, where a graceful fairy stands against the wind. I wish to tread the clouds for thousands of miles, where the dragon's roar in the imperial court can do nothing to me. I will bathe in the sunlight atop Kunlun, and see the green mountains in the desolate sea. The swallows return from ten thousand miles of long wind, but I will not return until I see the ends of the earth."

As the poem ended, Leng Feibai's figure quickly disappeared into the horizon.

A hint of emotion flashed across Qingxuan's face. "What can the dragon's roar in the imperial court do to me? This Uncle Qingyang is also a madman of his generation!"

Seeing Taiyi Mountain disappear from his sight, Leng Feibai raised his hand and drew six clones, sending them with spatial artifacts to the states of Qi and Chu.

Once the Qin state conquered these two states, it seized all the books stored in the capitals of both states.

As for the Yan Kingdom, the three clones he left behind were also keeping a close watch from the shadows. During this period, under the maintenance of Yan Dan and Ji Yan, the national strength of Yan Kingdom, although not leaping forward by leaps and bounds, was much better than during the reign of King Xi of Yan.

However, according to the clone's report, it is not easy for the Yan state to resist the Qin army's attack with its current strength.

After finishing up the remaining matters, Leng Feibai returned to the martial arts arena of the Twelve-Story Tower.

"puff"

On the martial arts stage, Leng Feibai, who was practicing the Reverse Life Triple Transformation, vomited blood again.

Upon seeing this, the clone immediately used its dual-wielding technique to help heal the clone.

Because the improved version of the cultivation method had repeatedly failed, the clone and the transformed body discussed and decided to abandon the improved version, cultivate the original version first, and then try to modify it.

Soon, the avatar completed the first stage of cultivation in three days, but for some reason...

Every time he attempted to break through to the second level, his heart would be restless and uneasy, and he would hear many ambiguous voices in his ears.

Therefore, no matter how the transformed body tries to break through to the second level, it always ends in failure.

If it weren't for the clone protecting him, this avatar would probably have exploded and died.

"how's it going!"

Leng Feibai quickly appeared near the two of them. His clone shook his head and recounted everything that had happened during this time.

After hearing this, Leng Feibai turned to look at the avatar.

The transformed being did not hide anything and recounted the process of breaking through to the second level.

"When I was advancing from the first level to the second level, the true energy in my body was restless from the start. I suppressed it with all my might and it was relatively stable at first. But after a while, illusions suddenly appeared before my eyes, and even all sorts of strange and bizarre questions appeared in my ears."

The avatar looked troubled, then said, "Later, I saw my parents..."

Before the avatar could finish speaking, Leng Feibai stepped forward and destroyed it completely with a palm strike.

"What are you doing!"

The clone couldn't help but say, "This way, your half-full cultivation will be..."

"It's only half a percent, not fifty percent!"

Leng Feibai wiped his hands and said, "I can afford to lose a mere half-full of cultivation, but I didn't expect that when I tried to break through the first level of the Reverse Life Triple Realm to the second level, I would encounter a mental demon illusion. It seems that in the comics, Zuo Ruotong's disabled fellow disciples failed to overcome the mental demon illusion and thus did not pass that hurdle!"

Seeing this, the clone frowned and said, "If that's the case, then we can't cultivate the Reverse Life Triple Stage. After all, you saw what happened with the Transformation Body; we can't force our way through. Unless..."

"Unless I'm willing to confront that memory, not only will I be able to meet the conditions for cultivating the third level of Reverse Rebirth, but I will also be able to..."

Leng Feibai almost said the rest of his words through gritted teeth, "I can still get rid of that guy in my head!"

The clone looked at Leng Feibai, a hint of tension flashing in its eyes, and couldn't help but say, "That memory could be said to be a turning point in our lives. Have you really made up your mind?"

Leng Feibai glanced at his clone, then turned and headed towards the stairwell leading upstairs. "I'm going to soak in the hot springs for a bit first, then I'll think about this!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai disappeared.

A moment later, in the Garden of Flowers, Leng Feibai looked at the new bodies of Haitang Duoduo and the others, who now had facial features, and couldn't help but sigh before turning and going to his room.

Inside the hot spring, Leng Feibai had a towel-shaped magical artifact that he had crafted himself pasted on his head, and he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Having lived for hundreds of years, shouldn't we let go of those things?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Those memories that she didn't want to face were at most no different from the messy things in Wang Ye's family.

However, I don't have Wang Ye's lazy nature, so I handled things rather poorly back then.

After yawning, Leng Feibai closed his eyes and focused his mind, his consciousness returning to his sea of ​​consciousness. Looking at the demonic clone he had sealed with magic, Leng Feibai sighed softly, raised his hand, and waved it off, releasing the sealing spell.

"Click"

With a shattering sound, the black-haired Leng Feibai was instantly freed from the barrier and stood opposite Leng Feibai.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Leng Feibai, with his black hair flying white, laughed loudly, "I didn't expect you to actually let me out on your own. What, are you thinking of another trick to deal with me?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Feibai's lips curled up slightly, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes as he said, "No, I'm here to send you away, and also to confront that memory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Feibai, with his black hair, changed his expression, turned around, and transformed into black smoke, trying to escape.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai made a hand seal, and a pale blue alms bowl appeared in front of him.

Suppressing Spirit Technique - Purifying Soul Heavenly Bowl

As soon as the blue alms bowl appeared, a massive burst of energy emanated from it.
The black smoke formed from Leng Feibai's black hair was immediately sucked into it, and a voice full of resentment came out from it.

"You really dare to destroy me? I don't believe you're truly prepared..."

Before Leng Feibai with black hair could finish speaking, blue and white flames rose from the alms bowl, burning Leng Feibai to ashes.

The Soul-Purifying Heavenly Bowl is a technique in the Spirit-Suppressing Technique specifically used to deal with parasitic and possessive entities. When combined with the Spiritual Fire, it can destroy them quickly and easily.

Seeing his inner demon destroyed, Leng Feibai felt a sense of relief.

At that moment, a beam of light emerged from the Soul Purification Bowl. If I'm not mistaken, this was the memory I had always been unwilling to face.

"Actually, using my two hands to pull you out would be a solution. But running away from the past is never a good thing!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he looked up and pressed his head against that memory.

In an instant, all the past that Leng Feibai loathed deep in his heart was presented before his eyes.

When did his conflicts with his family begin? Perhaps it started from the moment his grandfather passed away.

Overwhelmed by thoughts, Leng Feibai felt dizzy and landed on a wooden chair at the edge of the hot spring, where he fell into a deep sleep.

Soon, Leng Feibai's consciousness arrived in a dark space.

"Where is this?"
The moment they landed, the surrounding scenery changed, and they were instantly transformed into a bedroom.

Inside the bedroom, an elderly man in his sixties was playing with a toy, teasing a baby in a cradle.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai clenched his fists. Although he was prepared, seeing his past still threw him into turmoil.

The old man was Leng Feibai's grandfather. Leng Feibai's father was often busy with company matters. His mother only took a break when she was pregnant; the rest of the time, she went out to do business with her husband.

As for his two older brothers, with whom he wasn't very close, they were at boarding school preparing for their high school entrance exams, so they couldn't come back.

As Leng Feibai's thoughts shifted, the surrounding scenery changed once more.

This time, the memory within the memory has grown to the age of five.

Beside him, a two-year-old girl was amusing herself with a kitten doll.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai smiled slightly.

Leng Xue, his younger sister, is the family member he has the closest relationship with besides his grandfather.

It was also because of her that my relationship with my mother became closer. It wasn't until the day my grandfather passed away that a rift appeared in my relationship with my family.

Perhaps influenced by Leng Feibai's thoughts, the surrounding scenery changed again.

This time, the scene shifts to the outside of a villa, but strangely, the villa's yard is filled with wreaths.

Inside the courtyard, a middle school student in a school uniform was throwing a tantrum, overturning a table before storming off.

Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai immediately recalled the events of that day, and his face was filled with anger.

That day, I had just finished my junior high school monthly exam, because there were still two months until my high school entrance exam.

So Leng Feibai decided to take advantage of the weekend holiday to go home and visit his grandfather, and then prepare to return to the boarding school to focus on preparing for the high school entrance exam.

But to his surprise, he found his grandfather's mourning hall when he returned.

I found out that my grandfather had passed away three days earlier.

When his family learned that he was taking a monthly exam, they collectively kept it from him and prevented him from returning to participate in the ceremony.

What's even more infuriating is that my stupid second brother accidentally ruined the paper effigy used for the funeral.

As a result, the family took the paper figure that Grandpa had folded for him and used it as a substitute, then burned it.

Leng Feibai was furious about this. He slapped his second brother twice, vented his anger, overturned a table, and then went back to school.

Because they were in the wrong, the family didn't say much.

"Hoohoo!"

Leng Feibai was panting heavily, and his tightly clenched hands gradually loosened.

Hundreds of years have passed, and I have experienced quite a lot.

This is something he can let go of.

In the days that followed, Leng Feibai's contact with his family eased up a bit, and he even went over to help out when his two older brothers got married during the holidays.

It wasn't until the Lunar New Year of my senior year of high school that I had another argument with my family.

"cheers!"

On New Year's Eve, the Leng family raised their glasses and gathered around the dining table.

Leng Feibai put down the grape juice in his hand and said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "It's almost 12 o'clock, why hasn't my brother come back yet!"

Sitting in the main seat, Leng Yuhui put down his wine glass and turned to his second son, Feili, asking, "Feili, where are your eldest brother and sister-in-law? Why haven't they come back yet?"

Leng Feili rolled her eyes and said, "Dad, you've given my older brother far more work than I have. He's probably still dealing with company matters with my sister-in-law right now."

"This kid!"

Leng Yuhui said irritably, "I already told him to finish his work before the New Year so as not to delay the holiday. But he still..."

At this point, Leng Yuhui glanced at Leng Feibai and said, "Fortunately, Feibai is also taking the college entrance exam. Once he gets into the Antai College of Economics and Management at Shanghai Jiao Tong University and graduates, he can come back and help you two with your work!"

As soon as he said that, a moment of awkwardness flashed in the eyes of Leng Feili and his wife.

Just then, a man wearing a leather coat and glasses and a woman wearing a mink coat walked in from outside.

The man, his face flushed and coughing occasionally, said in a hoarse voice, "Dad, Mom, we're back!"

As soon as Leng Xue, who was sitting next to Leng Feibai at the dining table, saw the man enter the room, a happy look appeared on her face. She stood up and called out, "Big brother, you're late! You'll have to drink a penalty shot!"

(End of this chapter)