If it were someone else, they might think about this issue even more and hesitate, since both of these things are important to a man.
But he's different.
Li Xingkong has already sacrificed so much for cultivating immortality. His years of unwavering study have cultivated a completely unified heart devoted to the Dao.
What choice is there? Cultivating immortality and seeking the Dao is naturally the top priority.
Human beings' pursuit of reproduction and procreation is actually a life instinct, a desire to pass on their heritage and continue their lineage, and to achieve a different kind of immortality by producing offspring.
Now, he has another way to achieve immortality, and he can achieve immortality through his own efforts.
The relative importance of each is self-evident.
"Of course I need to focus on cultivation. Things like starting a family and building a career can wait until I can take care of the entire Divine Land and embark on the path of cultivation."
Li Xingkong gave an affirmative answer.
Watching your body grow stronger step by step, and seeing yourself achieve extraordinary things step by step, is far more exciting than anything else.
Li Xingkong slowly drove to the airport and booked his return ticket.
This car has been with him for quite some time. Although he didn't buy it, it accompanied Li Xingkong through some of the most thrilling days of his life, making it a true friend in life and death.
Unfortunately, this thing can't be taken back, and its defensive modifications are just too conspicuous. He'll have to leave it for now and Mike to help him sell it later.
He had bought a ticket for the afternoon, and Li Xingkong arrived relatively early, entering the airport early to wait.
I've been in the Prisoner Continent for several years, and nothing seems to have changed.
He came alone and left alone, all alone, as if he had never come at all.
Life is like a journey, and we are all just passing through.
It's better to just cultivate immortality quietly by yourself. The biggest gain for Li Xingkong from this trip to the Prisoner Continent, besides his improved cultivation, was the increase in his life experience.
When I was still an ordinary person, I focused on creating Spiritual Qi, worked diligently, and did not interact with others. My life was not luxurious, but it did not hinder my cultivation.
But once he gained Spiritual Qi and embarked on the path of Qi Refining, he became somewhat arrogant, feeling that he had far surpassed ordinary people and was determined to uphold justice, and thus developed sympathy for others.
I did have compassion, but I lacked the ability to do so, so all I could do was offer a few words of lament.
However, once they gained the ability, they felt they could do even more, and thus acted blindly.
Although the situation was eventually resolved smoothly, it did not bring much benefit to me and instead hindered my cultivation progress.
No wonder the path to immortality often emphasizes staying away from the mortal world; being tainted by worldly affairs can indeed hinder one's progress in cultivation.
Fortunately, he was the only cultivator on the entire Earth Star, so for the time being, there was no one to compete with him and no danger to his life.
If this were a society where cultivation was at its peak, if you delayed your cultivation for even a day, your opponent would have a day's worth of cultivation ahead of you.
Little by little, you'll eventually be surpassed.
Therefore, even if I return to China this time, I should try to cultivate discreetly and avoid causing trouble, lest my cultivation progress fall behind again.
Sitting in the waiting hall, Li Xingkong set the tone for his spiritual practice after returning to China.
After waiting for several hours, Li Xingkong boarded a plane for the second time in his life.
When he first took a plane, he was quite nervous because when you're high in the air, you have nothing to rely on, your feet are dangling in the air, and your life depends entirely on the pilot and the quality of the plane.
But this time was clearly different; this time he was much more at ease.
It wasn't because the plane was safer, but because he was confident that he would survive even if the plane crashed.
It's very simple. With his current physical condition, he really can learn to fly like a bird. He just needs to tie two wings to his hands and flap them vigorously, and he can fly short distances.
Even without wings, he can use the Magic Power structure of the Explosive Reactive Armor to condense armor, creating a structure in his hand sufficient to generate gliding power.
His flying ability is now comparable to that of a domesticated hen.
It can't fly for long, but flapping its wings a couple of times is no problem at all.
In other words, even if the plane crashes, he can guarantee his safety, unless it falls into the sea.
Moreover, the probability of a plane crash is already small; it simply means you have more self-protection capabilities and a greater sense of security.
The last time I came here, the weather in the Prisoner Continent was not good, and the plane even had a risky flight through the clouds, but this time it went much more smoothly.
After takeoff, the sky was very clear, with clouds rolling in the distance and a vast expanse of blue below. Looking out the window, I felt a sense of openness and expansiveness.
The plane followed the sun all the way, and in the distance, the sun could be seen peeking out from behind the clouds, as if it were playing with the people on the plane.
When people are happy, they are in high spirits; when people are happy, everything seems pleasant.
Li Xingkong was extremely happy. He had successfully completed his Qi Refining and was about to return home, so he was naturally overjoyed.
The plane flew for several hours and finally landed as dusk approached.
There were no crises or dramatic events along the way; a peaceful and uneventful life is the most common.
It was already late, but my family was waiting anxiously, so I had no time to rest and could only rush home as soon as I got off the plane.
Finally, in the middle of the night, Li Xingkong stepped into the house.
Although it was already evening, my parents were still awake, and the food in the pot was still warm.
The elderly couple waited in the living room with the TV on, but they didn't know what they were watching. The TVs these days were too old for them to use; all they could watch were commercials. It would take the old man several days just to learn how to turn on the TV.
When Li Xingkong entered the house, the sound of the door opening startled his parents. Their eyes, which had been half- Huhu from watching TV, immediately perked up.
The son's return is naturally the most important thing.
"Quick, put your things down, I'm still keeping your food warm."
Mom has already gotten up to prepare the meal, and Dad has come over to take his luggage.
Although there weren't many things, just a few small bags, these were the family members.
Looking at his father's graying hair, Li Xingkong couldn't help but feel sad; it had been a long time since he had come back to see them.
"Quick, go wash your hands."
Dad grabbed his bag and hurriedly started packing, urging Li Xingkong to go wash up as he did so.
"Yeah, you've been running around outside, you're really dirty, covered in viruses, go wash up right away."
My mom brought out the food; the steaming stew smelled wonderful.
A buzzing sound filled Li Xingkong's head, as if something had seized his soul.
Now, he seems to have truly returned to society and regained some of his everyday charm.
Okay, that's really good.
Even for the sake of these two old people, I must cultivate as soon as possible.
I have plenty of time, but older people don't.
Faster, faster, even faster.
For the first time, Li Xingkong felt that his cultivation was still too slow, far too slow.