My Informative Cultivation Life

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"Is the Honored Master still sitting there?" Chong Yuan and the others went in and out of Dao Peak, and their gaze inadvertently glanced towards the summit, where they still saw someone sitting cross-legged.

"Yes, the Honored Master has been sitting there for almost a year now," Hai Kun murmured.

They, who had earlier gone to explore the Secret Realm, had all returned safely decades ago, and additionally, they had acquired quite a few treasures within the Secret Realm, making this mission quite profitable.

"Blown by the wind and beaten by the rain for a year, without a single movement, I think the Honored Master is fast becoming a stone," the smiling young man Wei Ming said.

"I think it looks a bit like it!" the refined middle-aged Wei Feng said with a slight smile.

At this moment, Yang Ji indeed resembled a stone—in fact, to be more precise, he had become a stone without a Primordial Spirit.

He had dispersed his Primordial Spirit into myriads of thoughts, which flew out and wandered through the great emptiness; he observed the myriad rivers and lands, and traveled through the sun, moon, and starry rivers.

With Pure Yang thoughts, he took humanoid form, engaging in delightful conversations with mortals and discussing the Dao with cultivators. Furthermore, he took a disciple outside the influence of the Wuji Dao Sect, transmitting cultivation techniques and divine skills.

One could say that Yang Ji truly relaxed this year; with his Primordial Spirit leaving his body, he was enjoying the benefits of cultivation, savoring the wonders brought by the Nascent Soul Realm.

Little did he know that wandering the heavens and earth could be so wonderful, and that bestowing cultivation techniques and divine skills and being revered as Master could also harbor a different kind of anticipatory plot, wanting to see if the seed he planted could sprout and grow strong.

He truly emptied himself, and his thoughts became more transparent, stepping out of himself to inspect his own issues with the perspective of an outsider, and the vexing problems he faced seemed to resolve themselves.

Cultivation inspiration surged like a spring; the confusion he faced previously in his practice suddenly cleared, the path ahead was bright, and clarity prevailed.

Fortune comes to a receptive mind, the spiritual light in his brain never dissipated, and even the Heavenly Demon Parasitic Technique that he merely mastered reached perfection within this year.

All of this was too incredible to believe.

Yang Ji knew that he had encountered the sudden enlightenment that cultivators yearn for but can rarely attain!

A moment of sudden enlightenment truly surpasses a hundred years of arduous cultivation!

He had thought such sayings were exaggerations, but they truly existed.

This Heavenly Demon Parasitic Technique was extraordinary, allowing one to transform their thoughts into a "Heart Gu" that could be planted within another's mind.

It could devour another's mind, induce the Heart Demon in others, and even sense everything that the other person was thinking, no matter the distance, even in another world—as long as the Heart Gu remains, one can forever sense the thoughts in the other person's mind.

Such divine skill is truly eerie.

It is akin to a technique of control; once the Heart Gu is planted within the mind, if the other person harbors thoughts of resistance, Yang Ji could instantly know, and then he could control the Heart Gu to devour that person's mind, tormenting them.

The Heavenly Demon Parasitic Technique is indeed a superb method of controlling others.

This divine skill is tailor-made for the Heavenly Demon, because they can transform thoughts and easily enter another's mind, silently planting the Heart Gu, which other races find difficult to accomplish.

Although Yang Ji was not a Heavenly Demon, having comprehended this technique to perfection meant that he could plant the Heart Gu in someone's mind just like a Heavenly Demon, quietly, with a single thought.

In reality, throughout this past year, scattering his thoughts into millions was akin to a form of practice in the Heavenly Demon Parasitic Technique, inspecting the heavens and earth, penetrating the human heart, which is why he was able to fall into sudden enlightenment.

Although Yang Ji wandered in the great emptiness, he still retained a thought at Dao Peak.

For experimentation, he had planted the Heart Gu in Chong Yuan and others' minds without their notice.

He had also planted it within the Buddha Child but saw a man dressed in a black robe, with long hair cascading down, materialize in his mind; his gaze profound, encompassing infinity, causing the approaching Heart Gu to disperse.

Yang Ji knew that this man in black must be the Buddha-Demon, leaving his Dao Runes to protect the Buddha Child.

After these experiments, he also gained a rough understanding of the formidable power of the Heavenly Demon Parasitic Technique.

A year had passed, and the time to visit the Immortal Sword Sect was approaching. Yang Ji began to retract the wandering thoughts of his Primordial Spirit.

Streams of light continuously merged back into his sea of consciousness, and after five days, a dazzling white light burst forth, all of the Pure Yang thoughts returned to their places, and Yang Ji slowly opened his eyes.

It was at that moment that the space in front of him was torn open by a pair of large hands, and Elder Chun Ye stepped out.

"Yang lad, you look in good spirits," Elder Chun Ye, seeing Yang Ji's clear and bright eyes, eyebrows brimming with spiritual light, a demeanor both ethereal and animated, and in great spirits, couldn't help but take a second glance.

Yang Ji stood up and bowed, smiling, "Disciple has been meditating and nurturing his spirit for this year, all to await the good news from the elder, holding great anticipation, naturally my spirits are high."

"It seems you really want to reap some benefits at the Immortal Sword Sect," Chun Ye said with a smile, sizing him up, "Since you have nourished your essence well, then follow me. I will take you to the Teleportation Square, to meet with other members who will attend the meeting at the Immortal Sword Sect."

"Elder, who else is going to the Immortal Sword Sect this time?" Yang Ji asked.

"You'll know when you get there." Elder Chun Ye grabbed him and stepped into the spatial channel.

A Mahayana powerhouse tore through space, crossing tens of thousands of miles in a single step, taking only two steps in the void of space.

Yang Ji and Elder Chun Ye materialized from the void of space, already arriving at the Teleportation Square eighty thousand miles away; this was much faster than using the Teleportation Array.

Such ability was something Yang Ji deeply envied.

At that moment, a resonant voice reached his ears, "Everyone's here!"
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Yang Ji looked up and saw three people on the square.

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