Chapter 123: One Attains the Dao, and Even the Chickens and Dogs Ascend to Heaven

When it comes down to it, as a transmigrator, my own thinking is still too conservative...

Feng Zi maintained his punching posture, his heart already stirred by raging waves:

That's right, since the limit of one power origin is just like this, why must I hang myself from a single tree?

In an instant, the thoughts knotted in the depths of Feng Zi's heart became completely clear.

At the same time, the True Qi circulating in his meridians flowed into Feng Zi's five viscera just as he had conceived.

In the blink of an eye, the surging True Qi within his body vanished instantly!

Feng Zi looked within himself and discovered that a tiny point of light had lit up in the core of his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys in turn—

Upon closer inspection, one would find that those were not so-called "points of light" at all, but five gradually forming "vortices."

Compared to the already formed Dantian Origin, the origins within these five viscera were still very small.

But they had already formed the rudiments of power origins and established a positive cycle of power.

Next, as long as time passes and the True Qi in his body is gradually replenished, the Five Great Power Origins hidden within the five viscera will also grow increasingly stronger!

The hardest hurdle has been crossed; what follows is just a matter of patient effort.

Feng Zi took a deep breath, and the Heaven and Earth spiritual energy within a radius of several hundred zhang was all stirred by him.

The next moment, that Heaven and Earth spiritual energy, which should have been formless and intangible, was squeezed by a suction force so huge it could be called terrifying, turning into tiny transparent crystals!

When Lu Hanwen's group and the people of the Mu He Tribe heard the huge sound and rushed to Feng Zi's location, they only saw:

A vast amount of spiritual energy transformed into transparent crystals, which were turning into a huge vortex, slowly pouring into Feng Zi's body.

Under the bright moonlight, Feng Zi at the center of the vortex was like a god high above, powerful, cold, and aloof from the world.

Just as everyone was deeply shocked by this scene, the "tail" of the vortex slowly swept past, and people came into contact with the transparent crystals on the periphery.

Before the crowd could react to what was happening, they saw the crystals slowly seep into their bodies the moment they touched their skin.

The next moment, everyone discovered with joy:

Unknowingly, under the influence of those transparent crystals, their flesh, meridians, and even bones seemed to have been purified—

Accompanied by foul-smelling sweat, all impurities were expelled from their bodies.

People immediately felt that their bodies had become light, and even their minds had become much clearer!

At this moment, Feng Zi was focusing wholeheartedly on the changes within his body and naturally did not notice the crowd behind him.

He discovered with joy that his deduction was not wrong:

After adding the Five Great Power Origins to his body, his efficiency in absorbing Heaven and Earth spiritual energy had increased by dozens of times.

And all this was far from the limit of the Breathing Technique he had deduced!

Feng Zi had long understood that compared to the cultivation paths of Martial Artists and Qi Refiners, he had already embarked on a completely different path of cultivation.

His strength was no longer something that those cultivators nominally of the "same realm" could compare to.

Even in the "Qi Refining Foundation Establishment" realm he was currently in, he still had not seen the end of this realm.

Facing this unprecedented situation, Feng Zi felt no frustration; instead, an urge to "give it a try" welled up in his heart:

He recalled his student days of pulling all-nighters to solve problems—the joy of using his brain while solving problems and the delight of finding the answer all made him deeply addicted!

Feeling the power origins in his five viscera gradually growing stronger, Feng Zi simply organized his understanding and train of thought regarding the Breathing Technique.

Afterwards, he let out a long breath, slowly retracted his punched-out fist, and prepared to turn back to the tribe.

Only then did Feng Zi belatedly realize that the entire Mu He Tribe had gathered behind him.

This made him exclaim in surprise: "What's going on? Do you all not sleep at night?!"

It would have been better not to speak—

When they heard Feng Zi's slightly surprised question, to his surprise, Xia knelt on one knee without hesitation and said with earnest words:

"The Mu He Tribe will never forget the kindness of Lord Cun Xin!"

What is going on?

Seeing this scene, Feng Zi was even more confused. He couldn't help but think to himself:

"Is this some new form of prank? Well, I have to admit, the thought process of the ancients is indeed very different from those of later generations..."

Just as Feng Zi thought this was a joke played by that young chieftain, the entire Mu He Tribe knelt down and said in unison:

"Thank you, Lord Cun Xin!"

The sound was so great that it resounded through the heavens.

Seeing everyone like this, Feng Zi understood that this was not a confusing joke, but their true feelings.

But what on earth had he done?

He scratched his head in distress and looked at his friends standing in front of the crowd—

Qingyang was closing his eyes tightly, seemingly comprehending something; well, skip this candidate.

Feng Zi looked at Lu Hanwen, only to see the other party looking at him with a complex expression, sighing: "Brother Cun Xin, you really brought us a great opportunity."

Li Shou, who was on the side, also nodded repeatedly and said: "Thank you!"

Listening to these two inexplicable answers, Feng Zi was even more confused.

Fortunately, Qinglin explained in time: "When you were comprehending, you triggered some kind of phenomenon, and everyone was affected by it and gained something."

As expected of Qinglin, he could always straightforwardly resolve the confusion in Feng Zi's heart.

But this answer made him even more puzzled:

With his current strength, could he really trigger a Heaven and Earth phenomenon?

He didn't understand, but since Qinglin said so, the facts must be as such.

Feng Zi thought for a moment and said casually: "This was not my intention, but if you have gained something, then it is your fate; you must not waste such a great opportunity."

Upon hearing this, the people of the Mu He Tribe replied in unison: "Thank you for your guidance, Lord Cun Xin!"

After saying this, everyone returned to the tribe one after another, and those responsible for patrolling and guarding also returned to their posts.

Xia stood where he was, looking at Feng Zi with words caught in his throat.

The other party clearly wanted to say something, yet in the end, he did not speak it aloud.

Seeing this, Feng Zi took the opportunity to step forward and ask: "If you have something to say, just say it; being wishy-washy is not like your usual style."

Encouraged by him, this young tribal chief took a deep breath and asked with some hesitation:

"Lord Cun Xin, when... when will we be able to be as strong as you? Or is it that we will never be able to achieve that?"

Facing this question, Feng Zi pondered for a moment and answered very earnestly: "To be honest, I do not know the answer to this question either."

He walked past Xia and gently patted the other's shoulder:

"Perhaps in your eyes, I am already very strong, but my path of cultivation is still very long, and this is far from the end."

"My talent is not good—one day, someone will surpass me; why couldn't that person be you, or a tribesman of the Mu He Tribe?"

"Of course, idle daydreaming is meaningless; rather than letting your imagination run wild here, it would be better to practice your cultivation technique a few more times."

Having said that, Feng Zi returned to the tribe.

Xia pondered for a moment, then turned around with a determined look on his face and likewise returned to the tribe: Yes, idle daydreaming is the most meaningless thing of all.

Not until Xia's figure disappeared behind the tribe's gate did a figure gradually emerge above the Mu He.