Chapter 9: Mount Hualien

  The Hualian Mountains stretch continuously, but the three main peaks are straight into the clouds. No one has ever been able to flatten the main peak to build a temple and live there, as it is said that this would cut off their good fortune.

  The disciples of Mount Hua Lian either excavate mountain caves or build houses to live in. Buddhist cultivation emphasizes peace and harmony, although there are some precepts, they are actually relaxed and free, this is the kind of life that Buddhist cultivators pursue.

  In the mountains, there are clear streams and springs, with terraced fields stretching far and wide. There are gardens intersecting each other, and in the vast demonic forest sea, there are countless ferocious beasts and demons. If it weren't for a group of great monks from Mount Huashan suppressing them, just the demonic creatures in the demonic forest sea would be enough to stir up the southern seas forever.

  Outside the mountain is a flat land with thousands of hectares of good fields. Hualien Mountain is a self-contained system, self-sufficient.

  At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, and inside Huayan Mountain, everything is full of vitality. The practitioners are busy everywhere, even real Zen meditation will take a walk around, except when breaking through the boundary needs to be closed, usually it's better to integrate into life more, closing up all day won't make one become an idiot?

  Cultivation is not just for a temporary state, but also for the great way in every cultivator's heart, and hopes to live a better life.

  The farmland is all planted with spiritual grains, or they are simply ordinary grains, but the Great Ming Boundary has rich spiritual energy, and Mount Huashan sits on a vein of spiritual energy, so these grains have become spiritual grains.

  This is a blessing, in the words of Hai Lao and Shang, this is a "predestined relationship".

  Being born in different realms is an unfair thing, just like the thousands of slaves inside Mount Huashan, they have to work busily every day, rather than cultivating peacefully like the disciples outside.

  Xiu Nu are ordinary people from realms with insufficient spiritual energy, sold by Xiu practitioners to every corner of the Xiuzhen Realm.

  Wherever there is a need for labor, there are also slave traders.

  The status of the cultivator slaves is low, and their fate is pitiful, unless they can struggle to cultivate considerable strength and be valued by the main family, otherwise they will always be just a cultivator slave.

  Mount Hualien has many industries, especially with so much farmland requiring labor, which is why there are so many aboriginal slaves.

  However, on Mount Huashan, these slaves at least could still live like human beings, perhaps this was their "fate".

  Everywhere can be seen diligent and hardworking slaves, they carefully plow every piece of land, remove small stones, crush clods of mud, pull out newly sprouted weeds by the roots, or work with the little monks of Huashan to use magic to bring rain and fertilizer.

  In short, they are like a group of ants who never stop working hard, doing their best with every ounce of strength, being diligent and cautious as if treading on thin ice.

  At the same time, they are constantly praying in their hearts for their former faith to be able to cultivate a higher realm, and praying that their fellow beings from the same domain can have as good luck as them.

  Compared to the vast majority of slaves, they were incredibly lucky, so every bit of effort they put in was to make themselves more at ease on this land, it was their wish, a trivial yet ardent wish.

  The little monks busy with farming are all disciples of the "Ling" generation, that is, the new generation who just entered last year, under the door of Master "Yi Deng". They have just learned some small magic spells for rain and fertilizer, which happen to be used here.

  Yi Deng Lao Heshang was a typical Zen cultivator, slender and small in stature but with a sharp and spirited appearance. He was in charge of the spiritual valley and spiritual grass on Mount Huashan.

  It is said that Yideng once obsessed over "every grass and tree has a spirit", later on, he had a great awakening and realized "all things in the world have spirits". His Zen practice was profound and immeasurable, at least one would not dare to probe his depths.

  It just so happens that Yideng also likes to manage and operate, so the disciples of the "Ling" generation are busy, and their figures can always be seen in the farmland and plantations of Huashan.

  Mount Huashan currently has the highest generation of "one" character, including Yizui, there are only a dozen or so people.

  But the strangest thing is that when someone wants to figure out how many people there are, no matter whether they count on their fingers or write it down one by one on paper, they always end up in a daze.

  When it comes to getting results, it's like someone blew out the candle and everything is pitch black and unclear, even a drunk can't tell how many people are there.

  It's just that Hai Lao and Shang had once proudly revealed through the grapevine that it was an old ancestor who had already become a Buddha, using a hand of obstacle-creating magic, and it was even done on a whim and as a result of making a bet with someone!

  There are still emptiness, brightness, enlightenment, thoroughness, mystery... wisdom, law, spirit, many, many, and one intoxication is unclear.

  Each generation of disciples has a "one" character generation name, and those under Yizhen are the "Fa" character generation.

  They were the disciples personally recruited by an old monk from Hualian Mountain three years ago, who claimed that his worldly affairs had not been settled and came down from the mountain to take them in. There were more than 200 of them, regardless of whether they practiced Zen or physical exercises, One Drunk took them all in.

  The disciples of the "Fa" character generation and those who are similar in age to Yizui are all very lively little monks, they always appear in some strange places doing strange things.

  Just like now, several Tiexiu are desperately using their bodies to collide with the mountain, and cracks are spreading upwards.

  The place of impact had already appeared several deep depressions, and stones of various sizes were flying about, pounding against their bodies with a rattling sound, yet refusing to stop.

  Because Drunken Master said so, after soaking in medicinal bath, one must use this barbaric method to absorb spiritual energy and lay a good foundation.

  So they were cheated by their fellow apprentices and brought here to open up the mountain for them.

  Then some of the disciples picked up the scattered stones and split them into square blocks with their palms, which also swelled up.

  And those individual cultivators are constantly praising their fellow disciples as having incredible divine powers, extraordinary talents, and being extremely powerful...

  The root of all this is that these cunning monks want to make their small house a little bigger.

  Of course, they also kowtowed under the gate of Yizhen, and they were very kind too.

  At least after expanding his own house, he would also help these physically repairing brothers to expand their houses and stabilize them with some magic.

  Especially in Zen meditation, there are some female disciples who shout "good" on the side, and those who practice physical exercise one by one are full of power.

  Physically cultivating the body through hard labor such as opening up mountains and splitting rocks, tempering the body's strength, and meditating in seclusion until the time comes to build a house and display magical powers to increase cultivation.

  Building a house is simply killing two birds with one stone, and it will be more comfortable to live in the future. These unscrupulous "law" abiding brothers are all shining with divine light in their eyes, even those who are physically strong are full of energy.

  At the foot of a small hill, a large piece of land was flattened and connected into one piece. The gravel was shaken into stone powder, then compacted with great force, and after applying a spell to stabilize the earth, a perfect ground appeared.

  Dozens of "Fa" character generation disciples are colliding and running with force, and a ball-like object can be seen rolling under their feet.

  There are no rules, only two small door frames standing opposite each other, unable to score a goal in half a day. The only thing that can be felt is the passionate atmosphere on the field, overflowing with youthful vitality.

  Fa Bao walked slowly, passing by where his fellow disciples were gathered, occasionally smiling and nodding in greeting.

  He is the oldest disciple of Fa Ziren, three years older than Yizui. His cultivation speed is also quite outstanding, and he was the first to reach the peak of foundation building, undoubtedly becoming the eldest brother of Fa Ziren's generation.

  When no one can find a drunkard in Pingli, it's always him who takes care of the affairs of his fellow disciples.

  Fa Bao is now only one step away from entering the ranks of the Cong Mai cultivators, and he's not in a hurry.

  A drunken master said, after laying a good foundation, breaking through naturally is more promising than rushing to succeed.

  Although he had some doubts in his heart whether the drunken master was worried about being surpassed and losing face, this small thought could only be kept in his heart.

  A drunkard's brutality and terror still lingered deeply in his heart, it was clear that a drunkard was much more formidable than him, and the idea of surpassing a drunkard could only be faintly imagined in his mind.

  The fellow disciples were still very diligent, although there was some suspicion of fooling around, but the intensity of their cultivation was evident, and progress could be seen every day. Most of them had already successfully built their foundation.

  This is a remarkable achievement. In the cultivation world, building one's foundation means standing above the vast majority of people, and their lives will be much better than those at the bottom.

  Moreover, they are still young and have a long life ahead of them to pursue the pinnacle of cultivation, becoming a Congming Cultivator, and even higher, a Jiedan Cultivator, or perhaps a Yuanying Cultivator. They are still young, who can predict?

  What's more, getting drunk is like a beacon that guides them and lights up their way forward.

  Especially the Fahuo is now going to receive the upgraded version of the Great Power Vajra Pill, which is simply the most effective elixir that Fahuo has ever seen.

  Every month, eating once can clearly feel the progress of cultivation. Who knows, this time taking it may break through that layer of thin paper visible in the distance and become a respected condensed pulse cultivator.

  In this way, his status in the Immortal Realm will rise greatly. The first principle that he teaches them is that true power is the only hard truth!

  Fa Bao walked slowly, heading towards a small hill that looked somewhat isolated in the distance.

  The disciples of Fa Zong suddenly felt that their bodies had endless strength, and they enjoyed the Great Power of the Golden Elixir.

  Every "Yi" generation master has some benefits for their apprentices, and the effect of the Dada Dali Jin Gang Wan developed by Yizhuang is known to those who eat it.

  Their average cultivation is almost catching up with that of the "Hui" generation disciples who entered two years earlier than them.

  Especially for several disciples who have not yet built their foundation, their hearts are filled with hope, looking forward to succeeding in building their foundation this time, so that they can alleviate some pressure in their hearts.

  Fa Bao walked up the stone steps with reverence, the stone steps were not many, two hundred and ninety-nine levels, Fa Bao had been familiar with them after walking through many times. On the mountain, there was a large courtyard, which was where Hai Da Shifu lived.

  He got drunk and bowed at the gate of a sea, and built a small courtyard nearby. The top of the stone steps was the main entrance of the small courtyard, and on the back of the hill, there was another more magnificent stone step leading directly to the courtyard of Master Yihai.

  This area nearby is the territory of the Tong and Xuan generations, as well as their Fa generation disciples.