Calabash Fairy

Fang Yan carefully sensed the changes within his body at the edge of the meteorite crater. Just then, he sensed four familiar auras rushing towards him.

"Heh~ these four little guys."

A gentle smile flashed across Fang Yan's eyes as he looked at the earth around him, which had been completely transformed because of his tribulation.

With the earth's veins intact, this land will recover to its original state in just one year. Once the earth, which embraces all things, digests the residual power of the lightning tribulation, it will become even more vibrant, which will be of great benefit in the long run.

But as the mountain god, and since this matter arose because of his tribulation, he should give it a push and speed things up.

A glint of green flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, and without any visible movement, gusts of vibrant green breeze swept around him, gently blowing in all directions...

Soon, as the spring breeze swept across the scorched earth, starting from Fang Yan's feet, the destructive power of the remaining lightning tribulation forces on the ground quickly dissipated, and lush green grass and flowers eagerly sprouted from the earth, growing strong and healthy.

Before long, the area within a thousand feet centered on Fang Yan had been restored to a verdant green.

With his current cultivation level of a thousand years, the way he uses the Spring Returns to All Things Divine Power is quite different from before. He is also constantly having new insights into this divine power.

But right now, the important thing is to travel all over this mountain forest and awaken its vitality.

After a short while, as Fang Yan's figure appeared in various places around the tribulation site, the scorched earth and billowing smoke quickly disappeared, returning to a lush green landscape.

"Master! Master!"

Hearing the calls behind him, Fang Yan turned around and saw four beams of spiritual light rapidly approaching. The spring breeze sweeping from his hand also awakened the last vestiges of life in this region...

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Three days after Fang Yan survived the tribulation.

Qingfeng Mountain seemed as if nothing had ever happened. The four little demons cultivated in the mountains and forests, and every day villagers would come up the mountain to offer incense to the mountain god temple and sweep the fallen leaves in front of the temple.

The village of Xiahe remained as peaceful and serene as ever.

Over the past year, as life has continued to improve, there have been more fruit and vegetable fields, and the number of livestock has also increased significantly. The clothes that were already tattered and ill-fitting no longer need to be worn and can be discarded.

If you have a headache or fever, you can go to the clinic to get medicine. One dose of medicine will make you feel much better.

The number of newborn babies in the village is also increasing year by year.

The village has now completely escaped its former poverty and has begun to develop rapidly.

At this moment, in Yang Sheng's courtyard, Yang Sheng was sitting with Ge Ling and Wang Shi, leisurely drinking tea.

Looking at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, Ge Ling sighed and said:

"Thanks to the Mountain God, who could have imagined that we would have this day, able to gather together leisurely and drink tea without worrying about the village? It's truly incredible..."

"That's you two!" Yang Sheng glared at Ge Ling, annoyed. "Since you started managing the pharmacy and the iron foundry, you've really become oblivious to everything else. You've left this entire village to me all to manage!"

Wang Shi, as robust as an iron tower, remained silent, while Ge Ling, who looked somewhat frail, stroked his beard and smiled:

"We're only doing this because we trust you. If it were someone else, we wouldn't dare to hand over the villagers so confidently."

"It's a pity that Hu Yang, Granny Su, and Old Li are no longer here, otherwise we could have had another lively time today."

Upon hearing this, the three people in the courtyard fell silent, with only the occasional clucking coming from the chicken coop behind the house.

Of the six village chiefs from the same period, only three remain today: Old Li, the village chief of Yantian Village, passed away last year.

"Everyone eventually reaches the end of their lifespan," Wang Shi, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up. "At least when they left, they had no regrets. Old Li also passed away with a smile on his face, and that's enough."

As Wang Shi spoke, he placed his teacup back on the table, stood up, and took his leave:

"I'm definitely more suited to a noisy place like the iron foundry. I need to pass on my blacksmithing skills as soon as possible, so I'll take my leave now."

"Village Chief Yang, I will definitely give my full support to Yang Dongdong's academy."

As Wang Shi spoke, he got up and left the Yang family courtyard. Ge Ling, seeing Yang Sheng's gaze, smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I am not a short-sighted person."

"If that kid wants to build an academy, I will naturally support him. If possible, it would be good to teach those children some knowledge about herbs. Maybe we can even find some good talents."

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Within the Qingfeng Secret Realm.

Fang Yan sat cross-legged on the stone bed, looking at the purple-gold cloud-patterned gourd in front of him that was very similar to his original form.

With a slight thought, the gourd flew over and transformed into a purple-gold gourd phantom that enveloped his entire body, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy gathered around and refining it rapidly.

Unlike before, this gourd phantom is now more lifelike, not only refining spiritual energy faster, but also possessing a defensive capability far superior to what it was before.

With another thought, Fang Yan quickly materialized the gourd phantom, shrinking continuously until it fell back into his hand.

This is Fang Yan's third innate talent to manifest, following the Chaos Seed and the Enlightenment: the Dharma Aspect.

After he survived the tribulation and broke through his realm, some of his missing origin was also made up, allowing the illusory image of the Purple-Gold Gourd to fully manifest and transform into a Dharma Aspect talent.

Unlike ordinary Dharma forms, his gourd Dharma form primarily serves to assist in cultivation and protect himself. After truly manifesting as a talent, both of these abilities were greatly enhanced.

Fang Yan, however, had some other thoughts about this rather mystical gourd-shaped Dharma image, though he wasn't yet sure if he could actually achieve it...

In addition, this breakthrough had an unexpected benefit.

That was the moment when he finally grasped some insights into the Great Dao of Pure Yang, when the Great Pure Yang and the Thunder Dragon collided with a deafening roar, and he had begun to understand the path...

The Pure Yang Sword Seed is just a seed. How it grows, how it changes, and even whether it can embark on the Pure Yang Path and how far it can go, all depends on Fang Yan himself.

"Fortunately, I now have an excellent help in comprehending the Great Dao."

Fang Yan slowly closed his eyes, letting his consciousness sink into his body. However, instead of heading towards the sword technique inheritance, he went straight to the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram.

The biggest gain from this breakthrough was that he was finally able to make some use of this map...

The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, and the interaction of Yin and Yang gives birth to all things.

Deduction—that was the only ability he could use at this moment.

Whether it is magic, supernatural powers, or the innate Bagua and the pure Yang Dao and the Dao of life, all can be deduced using the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram.

Although this ability is extremely mentally taxing, it is far better than him trying to figure things out on his own. It is almost like having a master by his side to teach him and point out the right path for him.

"The grace of preaching..."

Fang Yan's eyes flickered as he focused his mind and concentrated his consciousness on the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams diagram.