Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

After breaking attachment, ”I” is no longer the barrier to the Dao, but one of the manifestations of the Dao, like a drop of water entering the river, indistinctly merged.

Yang Zhenshan frowned deeply, understanding more, yet feeling increasingly unable to awaken.

”Difficult, difficult, difficult~~”

”Forget the division between oneself and things, equilibrate the internal and external, shatter the self and reveal the Daoist Body.”

Yang Zhenshan felt his head about to burst, he hurriedly collected his heart and spirit, ceasing further contemplation.

But just at that moment, a slight insight emerged within him.

”The Dao unclear, how then to talk of integrating with the Dao?”

He immediately laughed at himself, realizing he was being overly ambitious; he has not yet fully comprehended his own Dao intent, how can he equilibrate the internal and external to reveal the Daoist Body?

”Therefore, the Golden Core Realm can also be subdivided into smaller realms!”

”Dao Intent Initiation, Dao Intent Deepening, Dao Intent Great Success, Dao Intent Perfection, culminating in profound enlightenment, forget the division between oneself and things, equilibrate the internal and external, shatter the self and reveal the Daoist Body, return to its true essence, unite with the Dao.”

”I am merely at the initiation of Dao intent now!”

Yang Zhenshan withdrew his spiritual sense from the Mystic Iron Stele, shaking his head lightly.

”Teacher, how about it?” Ning Yun asked.

Yang Zhenshan looked at her with gentle eyes, saying, ”That is a cultivation insight, you’ll understand it after you form your core!”

”Is that so? Is it useful to Master?”

”Useful, very useful!” Yang Zhenshan smiled.

”That’s good, as long as it’s useful to Master!” Ning Yun smiled happily.

Yang Zhenshan patted her shoulder and said, ”Can the Transmission Hall be reconstructed?”

”Yes, I can rebuild a Transmission Hall at the Spirit Source Land!” Ning Yun smiled even more happily.

”Then let’s rebuild one!” Yang Zhenshan said.

The most important aspect of Transmission Hall is not the cultivation techniques, but its ability to select suitable techniques based on individual qualifications and attributes.

With the Transmission Hall, everyone in the Spirit Source Land can receive cultivation techniques suited to them, thus allowing their cultivation to be more effective.

”Should the Sun True Scripture be kept inside?” Ning Yun asked again.

”Keep it inside.” Yang Zhenshan said indifferently.

The insights on cultivation within the Sun True Scripture are very useful for Golden Core cultivators, but merely having it doesn’t guarantee understanding.

Cultivation techniques are merely techniques; success in cultivation depends on the cultivator’s aptitude, perseverance, opportunity, insight, and many other factors.

There are countless complete cultivation techniques in the world, but how many Golden Core cultivators truly succeed?

Similarly, this cultivation insight was likely left by the Taoist Master of the Sun True Sect, but even the Sun True Sect has disappeared in the long river of history now.

Even the many Golden Core great powers of the Sun True Sect could not fully comprehend it, let alone others.

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For Golden Core cultivators, the passing of time is incredibly fast; Yang Zhenshan just secluded himself to contemplate the Withered and Flourishing Dao Intent, and three years passed by.

The feeling is like closing your eyes, then opening them again, as if it was just a nap.

Yang Zhenshan felt this way, and so did Jian Changhe.

In front of the majestic Sword Pavilion, Jian Changhe stared blankly at the scorching sun in the sky.

After forming his core, Jian Changhe only dealt with some trivial matters before starting his seclusion, and this seclusion lasted over three years until now when he finally walked out of the Sword Pavilion again.

How to say?

A bit of adjustment was needed.

Previously, he often engaged in seclusion, and each seclusion lasted for several years, but before each seclusion, he always prepared himself mentally for roughly how long he would be in seclusion; he was always aware.

But this time, he merely intended to stabilize his cultivation, unexpectedly spending more than three years.

”True Monarch!”

Jian Changhe had just emerged from seclusion when Jian Guyun hurriedly sought him out.

”Hmm!” Jian Changhe replied absentmindedly.

Jian Guyun said, ”True Monarch, the White Cloud True Monarch has sent an invitation!”