nucmednet Chapter 511 1 Falling
Chapter 511 1 Falling
Frodo smiled and said, "You feel tired?"
Chao Bufan rolled his eyes at the priest and said, "Nonsense, I'm not a god, how could I not be tired? Father, your headquarters must be at least 8,000 meters above sea level, if not 10,000!"
Father Frodo laughed and said, "It's a bit high, but it's the best place to exercise."
Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan nodded in agreement, saying, "That's true, it does have a sense of 'standing on the summit and looking down on all the mountains.'"
Father Frodo stroked his white beard and said with great relish, "High mountains are where immortals dwell, and deep waters are where dragon kings lie. This mountain is located on the central line of the ancient L Kingdom, and is also the location of the ancient L Kingdom's dragon vein. Its geographical location is superior and unique. It absorbs the spiritual energy of the earth below and the essence of the sun and moon above. It is a blessed land of immortals, nothing more!"
Chao Bufan deeply agrees. This place is filled with spiritual energy, making it the perfect place for cultivators. It seems that the Orthodox Church's decision to establish its headquarters here was truly visionary.
“Father,” Chao Bufan joked, “with such a good geographical location, how come your Orthodox Church hasn’t produced a particularly outstanding figure?”
Upon hearing this, the priest immediately rolled his eyes at Chao Bufan and said, "Do you think cultivating immortality is as common as eating a meal, and that you can improve by leaps and bounds just by eating one?"
Chao Bufan laughed and said, "That's right! If our HX had such a wonderful place, I wouldn't say that people would attain immortality and ascend to heaven every year, but at least within two or three years."
“It’s easy for you to talk when you’re not standing,” Father Frodo said irritably. “Do you think you can become an immortal just by talking about it? Do you think everyone is like you?”
This guy, with his acne, is not only annoying but also incredibly irritating. Although he knew the guy was just joking, he discerned some undeniable truths in his words. Eastern mythology, with its long and rich history, has many legends and stories based on factual evidence. While the West also has its own myths, in the thousands of years since, it hasn't produced any truly remarkable figures. In this respect, the cultivators of the West and the East are worlds apart. At least, that's his opinion. Over the years, he had disguised himself and entered HX multiple times, seeking out cultivators to discuss the essence of cultivation and enlightenment, and exchange insights, but all to no avail. He had traversed HX's famous mountains and rivers, yet he had never seen a single cultivator. HX is the birthplace of the cultivation world. He firmly believes that there must be many cultivation families hidden in HX. He also firmly believes that the cultivators there are either able to fly through the air at lightning speed, or even more powerful enough to shake the heavens and the earth, destroy mountains and stop rivers.
Speaking of this, Father Frodo couldn't help but blush. The secret arts of Western cultivation and enlightenment, in their early days, originated from the East. After several transfers, most of these arts had changed drastically, their power vastly different, almost indistinguishable. While Western countries possessed a wide variety of strange and unusual arts, he had a particular fondness for Eastern cultivation and enlightenment. He firmly believed that reaching a high level of cultivation would lead to ascension to immortality, roaming the vast void, achieving legendary status, and living as long as heaven and earth. Therefore, since encountering Eastern cultivation techniques, he had become completely absorbed. He diligently cultivated and sought enlightenment for decades, and although he had reached the so-called mid-stage of the Yellow Realm, this was not the result he desired. Why?
Although his cultivation level had reached the mid-stage of the Yellow Realm, his strength was still quite different from that of a true mid-stage Yellow Realm cultivator, and it was also unstable. If he relaxed even slightly, his cultivation would tend to decline. Therefore, he was now eager to find out the reason for this in order to get out of his confusion.
Now, Heaven has finally shown mercy and kindness, allowing him to encounter something extraordinary. He was overjoyed, as if he had met a savior, and was extremely excited. How could he possibly miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
Chao Bufan's unintentional words struck a nerve. He gave a bitter laugh and said with a gloomy expression, "You know what I mean, what you said makes sense. Most of you Eastern cultivators pass down your skills from generation to generation, and your strength is like the waves of the Yangtze River, each generation stronger than the last. But we Western cultivators, because our cultivation techniques were originally from the East, have long since changed and are far inferior to those of you Eastern cultivators."
"Oh?" Chao Bufan was slightly surprised and asked, "Your cultivation methods all originated from the East?"
Father Frodo nodded and said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to HX every now and then to look for cultivators and seek enlightenment. It's just a pity that I haven't found a single cultivator all these years. On the contrary, I have left my footprints in all the famous mountains and rivers of HX."
As they spoke, the two entered the church and arrived at Frodo's secret chamber of enlightenment.
"No wonder I noticed your internal energy was unstable when I first saw you. It turns out it's related to your cultivation secrets," Chao Bufan said calmly.
Father Frodo smiled bitterly and said, "That's nothing. Not only is the internal energy in my body unstable, but if I relax even slightly, my cultivation will plummet. That's what's giving me the biggest headache."
“Cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don’t advance, you fall behind. That’s inevitable,” Chao Bufan nodded. “Not to mention you, even I dare not slack off in the slightest on the path of cultivation.”
“Of course I know that,” Father Frodo said with a wry smile. “However, I still can’t figure out why my cultivation is so unstable. I have been at the mid-stage of the Yellow Realm for more than twenty years now. Logically speaking, my cultivation should be stable. If I continue to cultivate diligently, I should only advance and not regress. But that’s not the case. So, I wish to ask you, Mr. Frodo, for the reason why you are so unremarkable. Could you tell me the reason and give me some pointers?”
Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan smiled and said, "Of course, but Father, could you first tell me how you embarked on the path of cultivation, and what kind of secret technique you practiced back then?"
Father Frodo nodded, overjoyed, and said, "My family has been Orthodox Christians for generations. When I was young, one day I went to study in the church library and accidentally saw something wrapped in newspaper on the bookshelf. Out of curiosity, I opened the newspaper and found that it was a cultivation manual. I was so excited that I secretly took the manual out of the library and have been practicing it at home ever since."