Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1440: Two Mahayana Return to Pengfen

The passage to escape this world—yes, during this time I've been following Chu Chen, I've been constantly thinking about how to improve my strength.

However, they overlooked the fact that their home and Chu Chen's home were not here.

"My lord, Qinglian will definitely work hard to enter the Boundless Realm as soon as possible."

Chu Chen smiled slightly, handed over all the demon beast cores in his hand to her, and then turned and stepped out of the chariot.

On the beach, Chu Chen held a bottle of ice-cold beer in his hand and looked into the depths of the ocean.

At this moment, he has reached the Mahayana stage, but he is becoming increasingly confused about this world.

Based on our previous understanding of this world, after the Mahayana stage, through comprehending the Heavenly Dao or entering the mortal realm to attain enlightenment, one will have the opportunity to be guided to the next higher plane and ascend to an even higher plane.

But these aren't what I want. What was the previous plane?

He was truly fed up with this endless cycle of killing and fighting.

At this moment, he was at his wit's end. His only thought was to find the most powerful person in the world, perhaps only that person could know more and answer his questions.

After Li Qinglian entered a meditative state, Chu Chen, feeling rather bored, walked towards the seaside.

Since the monsters in this area had been killed and were already terrified, the sea had long since calmed down.

Countless fish, seemingly unaffected by the monsters, also came to the beach to forage for food.

Chu Chen flicked the lure in his hand, often playing against the big fish.

Without any skill or cultivation, he enjoyed the thrill of fishing just like an ordinary angler.

Time flew by, and aside from living a normal human life, Li Qinglian spent almost every day inside the war chariot.

Before I knew it, half a year had passed.

On this day, just as Chu Chen was about to take his fishing rod out, suddenly, the door of the chariot opened, and Li Qinglian appeared like a child who had received candy.

She hopped and skipped right onto Chu Chen, exclaiming, "Husband, I've broken through!"

Breakthrough?

Chu Chen suddenly felt a sense of release and immediately looked at Li Qinglian.

Good heavens, as expected, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth also has the effect of improving my cultivation.

Originally, Li Qinglian's cultivation was only at the Human Saint Realm, but unexpectedly, she has now broken through to the Limitless Realm.

Although he had received a lot of internal energy boosts, it was all worth it.

"Qinglian, congratulations. You are now one of the most powerful beings in the world."

"My husband, Qinglian is finally no longer a burden to you."

"Let's not talk about that. Let's go straight back to Pengfen Continent in a day. I want to see what Pengfen Continent is like."

"Alright, I'll do as you say, husband. We'll set off in one day."

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The next day, Chu Chen took Li Qinglian aboard the yacht, along with an artificial human and Chi Yan, and headed directly towards the Pengfen Continent.

In the central part of Pengfen, on Mount Lehua, an old man who looked like he was about to die sat in a simple thatched hut.

A simple tea table, an antique teapot bubbling and steaming.

Before him, a cup of tea exuded a delicate fragrance.

Opposite them, there was another teacup, the tea inside seemingly a little cold.

The old man poured out the tea in front of him, poured himself another cup of hot tea, and then sat there quietly, as if waiting for something.

The thatched hut is located on the summit of Lehua Mountain, which is half on the Pengfen mainland and half shrouded in clouds and mist.

Before the old man lay a vast expanse of white clouds, which looked like a fairyland.

Suddenly, the white sea of ​​clouds in front of Lehua Mountain slowly turned black, until it became pitch black, and then a figure rushed straight towards the old man.

The old man showed no sign of panic; he simply extended his hand and gestured for the teacup in front of him to proceed.

"You've finally arrived. This is the eighth cup of tea."

When the old man covered in black mist arrived in front of the old man, the black mist around him suddenly disappeared, and he immediately transformed into a clean and kind old man.

"This junior pays his respects to Master Huaqing. I apologize for my intrusion in coming here."

The old man opened his eyes and smiled: "Demon Lord Zhiyuan has come from afar, and I have failed to greet you. I have been negligent!"

That's right, the person covered in black energy is none other than Zhiyuan, the demonic cultivator who returned from overseas and became a new generation of Mahayana stage master.

He was known as the Demon Lord Zhiyuan.

The old man on Mount Lehua was none other than Huaqing Daoist, a renowned Mahayana stage master from the Pengfen Continent.

“Master Huaqing, I have been searching all the way since I entered Pengfen. Today I have finally seen your esteemed appearance. You are indeed extraordinary.”

Zhiyuan Demon Lord picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said politely.

Master Huaqing smiled slightly: "Hehe, I'm just an old man who's about to die, where do I get the idea of ​​being extraordinary?"

"Right now, things are really lively down there. The righteous and the demonic paths are locked in a fierce battle, causing immense suffering and death. Demon Lord Zhiyuan, could you please give this old Taoist some face and end this carnage?"

Master Huaqing knew that this man had returned from overseas with hatred and ambition.

Finding yourself is only a matter of time.

If things go wrong today, I might have to stretch my muscles again.

So he offered some advice, to see how Zhiyuan would react.

"Hahaha, Master Huaqing, what is the righteous path, and what is the demonic path?"

"The righteous path is to seek happiness for all living beings, to protect their safety, to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish oneself, and to attain longevity."

"As for the demonic path... some cultivate through blood, some cultivate through the filth of heaven and earth, disregarding all living beings under heaven."

After hearing Hua Qing's words, Zhi Yuan's face showed no emotion, only his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

He had been overseas for many years, and although he practiced demonic arts, he believed that he had not done anything immoral or harmful to any living beings.

How come it is so despicable in the eyes of the so-called righteous path?

"Master Huaqing, it seems you haven't come down the mountain for quite some time."

"Indeed, why should an old man like me go down the mountain?"

"Alright, would you like to come down the mountain with me and take a look at the Pengfen Continent before making a decision?"

After hearing Zhiyuan's words, Huaqing looked up with some confusion.

What does that mean? Descending the mountain? Entering the mortal realm to attain enlightenment?

“Master Huaqing, you are a master of the Mahayana stage, a half-immortal, and you can ignore worldly affairs. But I am different. If I had been able to cultivate properly on Pengfen Continent back then, why would I have needed to flee overseas?”

After saying that, Zhiyuan stood up and began to explain to Huaqing, sentence by sentence.

How did he rise from a mere Nascent Soul cultivator to his current level?

After listening to Zhiyuan's words, Huaqing fell into deep thought.

After a long silence, he said, "Zhiyuan, the Pengfen Continent owes you a debt, but that was many years ago. Now that you have entered the Mahayana path, you should focus on comprehending the Dao. Why be so attached to it?"

"Hahaha, what's the use of enlightenment?"