Clearing Up Doubts

"He's here again."

Seeking Dao Mountain.

A group of elderly men sat in front of the mountain. Suddenly, their expressions changed slightly, and then one of them spoke.

Upon hearing this, the others remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"Yes, here we go again."

After a moment, someone sighed, then shook their head and said no more.

This person has an exceptionally strong affinity with the immortals, likely due to the favor of Heavenly Dao, which allows him to continuously enter the Seeking Dao Mountain.

They could only feel envy in their hearts.

Here we go again.

Fang Zelin looked up and saw the majestic, continuous mountains in front of him. He was slightly taken aback, but then he didn't care anymore.

Well, I'm here now. Coming here probably means my cultivation has improved a bit.

I've been here countless times, but I've never seen myself benefit from it.

Unlike that ginseng spirit, who gained thirty years of cultivation after consuming just a little ginseng essence.

I've been to this majestic mountain countless times, but I haven't seen any improvement in my cultivation or any other benefits.

Once Fang Zelin thought of this, he stopped caring.

After walking forward for a while, Fang Zelin saw several old men.

At this moment, the old men all glanced at Fang Zelin. They said they didn't care much, but their faces showed a hint of numbness.

He had a look on his face that said, "Why are you here again?"

Fang Zelin felt somewhat uncomfortable looking at the somewhat numb expressions on the faces of these elderly people.

Why is everyone staring at him like that?

"Seniors, is there anything you wish to teach this junior?"

Although he didn't understand why they were looking at him like that, Fang Zelin was still very polite and immediately bowed and asked.

Upon hearing this, all the elders immediately turned back, as they had nothing to teach the other party.

Why are they ignoring me? Their manners are quite impeccable, aren't they?

Seeing all the elders turn back, Fang Zelin was somewhat puzzled.

Upon seeing the old fisherman waving at him, Fang Zelin immediately got up and walked over.

Fang Zelin bowed slightly to the old man before sitting down beside him.

"My surname is Zhou."

The old man spoke first.

My surname is Fang.

Fang Zelin replied, then looked around and felt that everything around him was very familiar, including the old man in front of him.

A strange feeling crept into my mind. It was familiar, but I couldn't recall anything about it. Had I never come here before on my previous visits?

Fang Zelin was somewhat confused.

"Old man, do all cultivators who achieve success in their cultivation come to this place?"

Fang Zelin, recalling his previous guesses, couldn't help but ask.

The old man was surprised to hear this. "Why do you ask that?"

"I've been here several times already. It seems that my cultivation has indeed made some progress, which is why I've come to this place. Besides, immortals are people who move into the mountains. Doesn't coming here mean that my cultivation has improved and I'm closer to becoming an immortal?"

Fang Zelin voiced his guess.

Upon hearing Fang Zelin's explanation, the old man recalled the question the other man had asked him earlier about where this place was.

Listening to what the other party is saying, it's clear that they haven't had any contact with other cultivators, nor have they been introduced to the sect by anyone else.

Otherwise, at the very least, one should know that entering this place would bring the benefits bestowed by Heaven and Earth.

"Old man, why don't you speak?"

Seeing that the old man beside him remained silent, Fang Zelin was puzzled. Could it be that he had guessed wrong?

Upon hearing this, the old man raised his head, carefully considered what Fang Zelin had said, and then nodded, a touch of emotion appearing on his face.

"That's right."

Putting everything else aside, their understanding is correct.

Having come to this place and received the bestowed title, his cultivation would naturally advance further.

This person's understanding of cultivation was completely different from others.

Other cultivators assumed that he had entered this place as a gift from heaven and earth, but they did not understand the level of enlightenment this person had attained.

With such comprehension, it's no wonder that Heavenly Dao favors this person so much, allowing him to enter this place so frequently without any other cultivators being led into the path.

Upon hearing the old man's words, Fang Zelin immediately smiled.

He felt that it must be what he had understood, and he was right!

It seems he has some talent for cultivating immortality!

At that moment, the old men who were playing chess, herding livestock, or logging in the distance also heard these words and couldn't help but look at each other.

Upon realizing he had made a correct statement, Fang Zelin immediately became interested and continued the conversation.

Many of these questions stemmed from personal confusion, and the person seeking answers could provide some clarity.

Fang Zelin's enthusiasm grew, and the conversation became lighter as he continued.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head inwardly, thinking, "No matter how much I say, you'll just forget it all later."

Only after the old man jerked the fishing rod and saw a fish escape from the hook did Fang Zelin realize that it seemed he was about to leave.

It's a feeling that the Unseen.

Sensing this, Fang Zelin immediately stood up, dusted himself off (there was no dust on him), clasped his hands in a fist salute to the old man, and said, "In that case, this junior will take his leave now."

The old fisherman nodded upon hearing this, turned his head to watch Fang Zelin disappear before looking away.

"It seems like they went to that mountain again?"

At the Falling Stream Mountain, Fang Zelin opened his eyes, and what he saw was Bearing the Heavens floating in front of him.

Thinking about how he had just gone to that mountain again, Fang Zelin thought for a moment and carefully checked his condition.

His cultivation level remained unchanged, and there were no other changes to his body.

Judging from this, it seems to be exactly as he guessed; he only arrived at the mountain because his cultivation had improved slightly.

With that thought in mind, Fang Zelin stopped thinking about it and immediately focused his attention on the Bearing the Heavens Sword in front of him.

At this moment, Bearing the Heavens Sword still exudes a powerful aura, its sharp power seemingly capable of shattering everything around it.

Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin immediately closed his eyes and continued to help Bearing the Heavens Sword control this sword momentum.

Judging from this progress, it seems we'll have to stay here for quite some time before the Bearing the Heavens Sword can regain its inner strength and conceal its sharpness.

Although Bearing the Heavens Sword had some understanding of what he said, his understanding was not particularly profound.

Therefore, Fang Zelin needs to guide Bearing the Heavens slowly so that he can fully master the sword technique.

From Fang Zelin's perception, Bearing the Heavens was already in an extremely sharp state. After Fang Zelin closed his eyes and sensed this, he began to gradually make Bearing the Heavens withdraw his sword aura.

Bearing the Heavens Sword was extremely cooperative at this moment. In its view, whatever Fang Zelin said was what it was, and everything was done according to Fang Zelin's requirements.

At first, Bearing the Heavens was quite clumsy, simply cooperating with Fang Zelin. Only after gradually getting used to it did he begin to take the initiative.