Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 402 Two Years

In the cultivation world, time is always merciless, and two years had passed since Chen Anran emerged from seclusion this time.

Two years.

For the cultivation world, it is nothing more than a brief period of seclusion for a Nascent Soul cultivator, the waiting period before the flowering of a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, or a few cycles of gathering and dispersing of clouds on a certain mountain peak.

But for this growing settlement at the foot of Yunyin Mountain, more than seven hundred days and nights are enough for too many things to happen.

When Chen Anran opened his eyes, the sunlight outside the quiet room slanted in through the window, falling on the ground in front of him and cutting a bright line. He looked down at the line, and for a moment he felt disoriented, as if he had only closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, a thousand years had passed in the world.

But that was just an illusion.

He raised his hand, palm open, and a wisp of spiritual energy slowly rose from his dantian, flowing through his meridians and finally condensing at his fingertips. That spiritual energy was much more solid than it had been two years ago; it was no longer the loose and superficial energy he had been at the beginning of his foundation building, but rather like a deep, still stream, calm on the surface but containing a heavy weight within.

Late stage of foundation building.

Two years, from the early stage of Foundation Establishment to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, this was something I wouldn't have dared to imagine before.

This is partly due to the factors of the times, but more so because of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that Su Wan gave him.

Chen Anran entered the Evolution Museum in the Divine Sea. The museum now has more display cases, with a total of twelve display cases for evolution.

Not only that, the time required for evolution has also been shortened by a quarter, and the quality of the evolved items has also improved. For example, the spirit stones that were evolved before were (small), but now they are (medium).

Chen Anran used four of the display cases to evolve ingredients and spirit stones, four to evolve the replica of the Xuanyuan Sword, and four to evolve other magical artifacts.

His imperial sword also absorbed four imitations in the past two years, and underwent new changes.

Item: Imperial Sword (Tier 2)

Status: In progress

"Notes: 1. Imperial Majesty (naturally suppresses demons, evil spirits, and those with wicked intentions); 2. Imperial Domain ('Inviolable,' the effect depends on the sword wielder's strength); 3. ???"

Orders must not be disobeyed...

Whose order was it? His order?

Or is it some deeper rule that the sword itself represents?

Chen Anran didn't delve into it. He knew that some answers needed time to be verified.

Besides the Imperial Sword, two other magical artifacts that Chen Anran had longed for had also completed their evolution.

One is the Heavenly Net that Binds Spirits.

Item: Spirit Binding Net

Status: Evolution complete

"Effect: 'Heavenly Net of Dust': When activated, it transforms into an invisible spiritual energy net covering an area of ​​ten zhang in radius. It possesses the effects of powerful binding, spiritual energy imprisonment, and concealment of fluctuations. The net's threads are tough and can be used repeatedly up to three times. Those who are not Nascent Soul stage cultivators or those specializing in breaking restrictions will find it difficult to break free in a short time."

The other one is the Heavenly Demon Token!

Item: Heavenly Demon Token

Status: Evolution complete

"Note: Can summon and command demon soldiers and generals to assist in battle. The number of summons is related to the summoner's spiritual power, with a maximum of 500,000."

With these two items, Chen Anran felt even more confident about going to Tianjing.

After storing the Heavenly Demon Token and the Spirit-Binding Net in his spatial ring, he left the Divine Sea and came outside.

After leaving the house, Chen Anran walked straight to the mountain gate, came to the edge of the stone platform, and looked down at the mountain.

Two years, more than seven hundred days and nights, and the settlement at the foot of the mountain is no longer what it used to be.

Looking down from Shiping, the outline of the resort is still there, but many new buildings have sprung up around it.

The houses were built with wood and stone from this world, simple in style, yet arranged in neat rows. Smoke rose from the rooftops of those houses, forming a wisp of mist in the morning breeze.

Further away, the once barren hillsides have been transformed into terraced fields, where spiritual grains from this world are planted, their lush green shoots shimmering in the morning light. Figures move along the field ridges, bent over, probably weeding in the cool morning air.

A newly built dirt road stretched out from the settlement, winding its way into the mountains and forests. Ox-carts moved slowly along the road, their loads piled high with goods, and the drivers cracked their whips, their shouts faintly audible.

Chen Anran looked at all of this and was momentarily dazed.

Two years ago, there was only an empty resort and a group of panicked travelers here.

Two years later, a real village had been built here—no, it should be called a real town.

There are fields, houses, people, and roads.

There are signs of life.

Very light footsteps came from behind.

Chen Anran did not turn around.

The footsteps stopped three feet behind him.

"Congratulations to Master Chen on your completion of seclusion."

It is Huiming.

Chen Anran turned around.

Huiming stood at the edge of the bamboo forest, his posture more upright than two years ago, and the solemnity between his brows deeper. The gray monk's robe he wore had been washed until it was faded, but it was clean and tidy, and he still held the sandalwood prayer beads in his hand.

"It's been two years, and Huiming's cultivation has improved again," Chen Anran said.

Huiming bowed slightly: "Amitabha, I dare not accept such praise from Master Chen. I have been cultivating in the mountains for the past two years and have made some progress, reaching the perfection of Qi cultivation."

The Qi cultivation has been completed.

Chen Anran nodded.

For practitioners in this degenerate age, reaching the pinnacle of Qi cultivation at such a young age is already a rare achievement. This is especially true in an era of intense spiritual energy, where adaptation to new conditions is crucial.

"Where are the others?"

"Benefactor Qi Lan has reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and Benefactor Shen Zui is at the late Qi Refining stage," Huiming said, listing them off one by one. "Senior Feng Wenzheng of the Feng family is at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and Senior Jiang Yan is at the early-Foundation Establishment stage. Several juniors of the Feng family have also made progress: Feng Changyuan has reached the Qi Refining Perfection stage, Feng Lie is at the mid-Qi Refining stage, and Feng Zhi is at the mid-Qi Refining stage. Jiang Yun of the Jiang family is at the mid-Qi Refining stage, and Asheng is at the early-Qi Refining stage. Daoist Tianbao..."

He paused, a faint smile appearing on his lips: "Daoist Tianbao is stuck in the late Foundation Establishment stage, constantly clamoring to go into seclusion, yet he's always held back by matters down the mountain."

Chen Anran imagined the old face of Daoist Tianbao, filled with resentment, and remained silent.

"Benefactor Li went into seclusion two years ago and emerged six months ago, having already entered the Qi Refining stage. Once, when I was chatting with him, he said that after being busy for a while, he would go into seclusion again to consolidate his realm."

As he spoke, Huiming seemed to remember something else and said, "It's strange, Qingyang Valley. We've taken in so many people from the surrounding area, but they haven't taken any action against us."

Upon hearing this, Chen Anran didn't say anything, but thought to himself, "It's not that they didn't make a move, it's that I secretly blocked them."

Yes, in the past two years, Qingyang Valley and surrounding independent cultivators and other forces have come to investigate and have been making constant small moves. On one occasion, even the Nascent Soul stage Valley Master of Qingyang Valley came.

But no matter who comes or what their strength is, as long as any unknown cultivator dares to step into this thirty-kilometer range, they will be suppressed by Chen Anran with the spiritual power of an entire world and made to get lost.

Unaware of the situation, Huiming was filled with worry and said, "The calmer things are, the more worried I become."

Chen Anran's lips curled up slightly. "Don't worry, Huiming."

As Chen Anran finished speaking, his next sentence made Huiming pause in surprise.

"By the way, Huiming, do you want to spread Buddhism? Would you like to bring Vajra Temple into this world sooner?"

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