Chapter 337: Name

Ji Jue was stunned.

"Just wait?"

"You can try to prepare."

Tong Ting's expression became serious: "But remember, apart from that, doing more is doing wrong, especially don't try to resist.

You know the self-fulfilling prophecy, right? Many people are trying to avoid or change the prophecy, but instead, they actively facilitate the realization of the prophecy.

Moreover, premonition dreams are not accurate nine times out of ten. The more you investigate, the easier it is to drill into the tip of the horn.

Even an Ether Heavenly Human like the old man will not actively peek into the future. Whether it is seen clearly or wrongly, in the end, it will only bring trouble to himself and be difficult to get rid of."

Therefore, wait and see.

Of course, the most important thing is...

"... It's useless to be anxious, right?"

Tong Ting shrugged: "I see you are also flourishing in the Taiyi Ring, it doesn't look like you can change your sect and run to our Ether side.

Moreover..."

He paused and looked at the young man before him with sympathy: "How do you know this is not another tempering and quenching cast down by the embers?"

The embers are cruel, not pitying the mediocre.

The blessings of Furnace Blood, Undying Firewood, and Heaven-Given Spirit are so precious and rare because this is almost a sacrifice with the artisan himself as the sacrifice, using himself as material, begging the embers to cast down the work of heaven's mandate.

Therefore, suffering is constant.

Therefore, tempering is infinite...

The artisan path itself is full of thorns and bumps, and seeking such blessings is more like actively increasing the difficulty and showing off operations, asking for trouble.

In this process, the mediocre who don't know their own strength naturally vanish into smoke, but even the rare good materials must suffer.

At this moment, hearing this, Ji Jue fell silent.

A soft sigh.

But that expression didn't look like fatigue or helplessness, but rather... some kind of calm and detachment that had long been accustomed to, and even, after Tong Ting's reminder, it seemed that he had breathed a sigh of relief.

So at ease.

Oh, it's embers, say so earlier, I thought it was stagnation-rot trying to grab my eggs!

In the short silence, Tong Ting sighed silently.

It really is a Chosen One recruitment...

"Apart from this, actually, I came to visit today, and there is one more thing I want to ask for help."

Ji Jue bowed his head and pleaded: "Please don't be stingy with your help."

For a moment, Tong Ting was stunned, not expecting such a posture, and subconsciously straightened up, waiting solemnly: "Just say it, there are still some savings at home, don't be an outsider."

"Ah?"

Ji Jue was stunned to find that he seemed to have misunderstood: "No, I just want to ask about some techniques and problems of the Ether Path."

"..."

Tong Ting's expression twitched.

Couldn't hold it.

Making it so serious, coming to visit specially, and even bringing two chickens, pleading so humbly... I thought you were going to kill Xu Chaoxian!

You called everyone out because of this kind of thing?

"What's wrong?" Ji Jue was puzzled.

"No, nothing, just say it."

Tong Ting sighed in his heart.

This kind of thing... you just find Hahan and ask, wouldn't it be fine? Although her foundation is a bit poor, bringing you to the door is no problem. Moreover, the things of the Tong family, she also knows some.

Oh, it was that Hahan who asked you to come, then it's fine.

Tong Ting thought of this, his fists hardened, and he finally understood the feeling of the second brother's prime years: I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it!!!

Still have to let the old uncle bring you to fight...

After thinking about it, he was suddenly full of fighting spirit and rolled up his sleeves.

It's just answering questions and solving difficulties.

You want to say that I might not know the essence of embers, but the Ether Path, can I, an Ether true transmission, not bring you?

Ten minutes later, Tong Ting was silent.

Grass.

It's possible that I really can't bring you anymore.

The key problem lies in Chunjun.

Ji Jue doesn't know much about the Ether Path. Among the understandings of the Twelve Supreme Goods, it is considered the one dragging the legs... mainly because the compatibility of ether is indeed not that good.

And ether doesn't kill enough, so heart pivot and mirror are higher than ether!

No way, can't run to the gate of the Tong family and say, lend me your head?

By comparison, the understanding and comprehension of the ascension god marrow are in the forefront of the supreme goods, it can be said that besides the professional embers, it is second only to the Great Crowd... no way, the Great Crowd kills too much.

And Chunjun, as one of the nine types of the Ye family inheritance passed down for thousands of years, supplemented and improved by successive generations, can be called profound, spanning the two systems of ascension and ether, mixing essence, and possessing the strengths of both.

Even if all the designs, methods, essence, and nature are spread out in front of Ji Jue, learning it is a big head and two big.

So much so that after trying to make more than 200, not even one verified completion was found.

He didn't ask his Master.

In this regard, Ye Xian didn't say a word, just held the teacup calmly, glancing at his crying appearance—how far is this? The Elephant-Containing Mirror has been given to you, and the Elephant-Containing Chapter and the Sword Discussion don't give a discount on a single word, just follow the map to find the horse.

You understand the truth, you understand the principle...

Can't handle it, then try it yourself. Is it possible that you won't be an artisan without a Master?

Torment?

Torment is normal, this is the pain and tempering that an artisan should suffer, not just at this moment, from now on, such pain will accompany you for a lifetime...

This is just the first time.

If you really want to seek the answer, it's no problem. When you are so distressed and desperate, and even want to give up the artisan path, come find me again.

Apart from this, everything about Chunjun, you must explore and complete it yourself.

Just like this, he lightly added some difficulty to the increasingly swollen Ji Jue, and he hit it until he was unrecognizable.

After experiencing more than 200 attempts, Ji Jue can be sure that his technique, heat, and operation absolutely have no problems.

Then, the problem can only appear in the thinking and understanding.

"When I was refining, oh, you don't need to care about these terms... The final conclusion I reached is that the spiritual quality of the ascension system that is purified without limit and the event metamorphosis of ether are disconnected, producing contradictions and conflicts between each other, and the purification is insufficient."

Ji Jue asked: "My ability is really limited, and after repeated attempts, it is futile, so I want to ask, how to get the purest and blankest event record to carry the sublimation of spiritual quality?"

"..."

Tong Ting was dumbfounded, for a long time, "Ah?"

"I mean..." Ji Jue repeated it again.

Tong Ting remained silent, his expression gradually becoming serious. On one hand, most of the ember terms were not understood, on the other hand, he finally understood Ji Jue's demand for ether.

He needs an absolutely pure record carrier to cooperate with the sublimation and qualitative leap of spiritual quality.

"Impossible."

In this regard, Tong Ting shook his head flatly, "From a realistic point of view, a purely blank record does not exist for you or me."

"Ah."

Ji Jue was stunned.

You have to know, records are things that are written as easily as if the Aether were paper, created at will—how could it be that not even a single sheet of blank paper exists?

"You might not understand the situation with the Aether, but since you are an artisan, let me ask you—" Tong Ting probed: "Does the Philosopher's Stone you pursue exist?"

"That goes without saying..."

Ji Jue hadn't even finished his sentence before he fell silent.

The Philosopher's Stone: absolutely pure spiritual quality, the limit of purification, the theoretically flawless foundation of spiritual quality.

But had it ever truly existed?

People can only approach purity without limit, just as a Chosen One can infinitely approach the 'Supreme Good,' but they can never reach the degree of 'absolute.'

"Right? You can approach that level without limit, but you can never say it is absolutely pure. Sometimes, the word 'absolute' represents nothingness.

This statement holds true for the Way of the Aether as well."

Tong Ting spoke slowly: "The Way of the Aether indeed covers a wide range and has many applications, but in essence, it is all about the observation, invocation, interpretation, or even tampering with history or records.

Simply put—what has been will be again, and what has been done will be done again.

【Under the sun, there is nothing new.】"

"Do you know what is most crucial for an Aether Chosen One?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a mangosteen from the fruit plate on the table, lifted it up, and slowly brought it before Ji Jue's eyes. "In this instant, what are you doing?"

"Observing?" Ji Jue asked.

Tong Ting nodded. "And then?"

"... Understanding?"

"But after observing, and before understanding?"

Tong Ting laughed. "You need to first understand in your heart what it is you are seeing... Tell me, what do you see, Ji Jue?"

That solemn and mysterious manner made even Ji Jue lose his confidence.

"A mangosteen?"

"Very good." Tong Ting nodded decisively and told him: "In this instant, you have already entered the Way of the Aether."

"..."

Old man, are you trying to bluff me?

Ji Jue stared at him blankly, completely confused, frowning as he thought it over carefully. Tong Ting let him think it over slowly, peeling the mangosteen and eating it himself.

It wasn't until a long time later that Ji Jue's expression shifted vaguely, and he finally understood what the other was referring to.

"You mean—'Naming'?"

Damn it—

Tong Ting's movements paused.

He looked up, his expression changing to one of regret and sorrow, even pity, as if a poor man had missed out on a five-million-dollar lottery ticket.

He truly is a good talent.

He gets it with just a hint...

Damn it, how did he get snatched up by the Embers?

No, Aether, could you at least be a little more effective! What on earth are you thinking!

If you had just shown your head back then, I would have bitten the bullet and snatched this person back, even if it meant offending the Ring of Taiyi, the Wild Gathering, and the Anquan Bureau!

"That's right."

Tong Ting sighed self-deprecatingly and nodded in agreement.

A true teaching is but a single sentence, while false teachings fill ten thousand scrolls; perhaps the ten thousand scrolls all come from this, but that crucial core is often the true essence.

【Name】.

This is the key point of the Way of the Aether, and it is the most important of the key points; compared to it, even 【Observation】 and 【Understanding】 have to take a backseat.

The Eye of Aether sees the infinite phenomena of the world, but being able to accurately summarize and grasp a single thread out of ten thousand, and being able to keenly detect one grain of difference in an infinite sea of sand, is what matters most.

To find the point and the key in a single glance, to summarize in the most precise way, and even to name it, finally locking it in.

This is the foundation of all interference.

Everyone has eyes, and anyone can train them; that is 【Observation】. The entanglement of ten thousand threads can be 【Understood】 in nine lifetimes, but without 【Name】, there is no foundation for any operation in the Way of the Aether.

If it is named, one can effortlessly and accurately find the direction and event one needs among the infinitely similar creations in the world.

If it is nameless, who could tell the difference between you, Ji Jue, and a dog?