Mowenjie and Huang Ling'er, Ding Qingyao, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobayiyingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, and the Golden Silkworm Fairy took a gentle sigh and turned to leave. They knew they had their own paths to tread. Mowenjie and his companions arrived at a tranquil spot in the city, their daily place for cultivation. He sat cross-legged on a massive stone after speaking, preparing to break through his cultivation bottleneck. As they began to channel their spiritual energy, the surrounding spiritual aura surged towards them like waves. However, this powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy attracted some trouble. A group of scattered cultivators with ill intentions noticed the anomaly here and quietly gathered around. They schemed to seize treasures from Su Ye or interfere with their breakthrough for personal gain when he was at his weakest. But how could Mowenjie and his companions be so easily defeated? Even in their critical period of cultivation, they still divined a thread of consciousness to remain vigilant of their surroundings.
As the group of scattered cultivators approached to a certain distance, Mowenjie suddenly opened his eyes with a fierce glint, his hands rapidly forming seals. A spiritual energy barrier opened up in an instant, shattering the scattered cultivators who retreated in fear. The scattered cultivators were terrified, realizing that the person in front of them was someone they couldn't provoke, and dispersed discreetly. Mowenjie then closed his eyes again, focusing fully on his cultivation.
Mowenjie immersed himself fully in cultivation, with spiritual energy constantly surging into his body, his meridians gradually broadening, and his strength becoming increasingly formidable. Just as he was about to break through the bottleneck, the sky suddenly darkened, a massive dark cloud enveloping the area. Thunder and lightning crackled within the cloud layers, and seemingly sensing Mowenjie's imminent breakthrough, torrential strikes of tribulations began to gather.
Mowenjie felt a chill in his heart. He knew that the thunder tribulation was not easy to endure, but now there was no turning back. He took a deep breath, stood up, and faced the lightning tribulation head-on. The first wave of thunder struck, and he withstood it by sheer force of his profound spiritual energy. The others beside him watched anxiously, casting spells to protect him. The thunder tribulation grew stronger with each wave, and Mowenjie began to struggle as multiple parts of his body were struck by lightning and injured. But he clenched his teeth and channelled his entire body's spiritual energy.
Just as the situation was critical, the dark cloud in the sky roiled more violently, as if it were about to swallow the entire world whole. Immediately after, the last thunder tribulation descended like a ferocious beast, lashing out towards Mowenjie with all its might! Its terrifying presence sent chills down people's spines.
However, facing the devastating thunder tribulation that could destroy the heavens and earth, Mowenjie showed no fear. He clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes sparkling with determination, and roared in a deafening voice: "Break it!" As this powerful roar echoed through the air, Mowenjie's spiritual energy surged like a torrent of floodwaters towards the sky above his head.
In an instant, a dazzling light shot up from Mowenjie's body, crashing into the thunder tribulation with a resounding impact. For a moment, the sky and earth were engulfed by a blindingly intense light, almost blinding anyone who dared to open their eyes.
Following a thunderous boom that shook the heavens, the thunder tribulation could no longer withstand such a massive force and vanished into thin air in an instant. Mowenjie stood firmly in place, his body surrounded by a thick layer of spiritual energy pulsations, like an invisible shield, emanating an aura of immeasurable power.
Upon seeing this scene, the people present were initially taken aback, but their faces soon broke into relieved smiles. They knew that after this arduous and extraordinary effort, Mowenjie had finally succeeded in breaking through his bottleneck and advanced to a new level of cultivation. From now on, his strength would rise to a higher level, becoming a dazzling new star in the martial arts world.
Mowenjie felt the surging spiritual energy within him, his heart full of joy. He turned to face the crowd and bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you for your help." The others all waved their hands, saying it was unnecessary.
At this moment, a beam of light flew from afar and landed, transforming into an elderly man. The old man scrutinized Mowenjie with bright eyes and nodded in satisfaction: "Young friend, achieving such accomplishments at your age is truly remarkable. I am the master of Wujixue Cave, and I have come to invite you to visit my cave dwelling. There may be some opportunities for me to bestow favors upon you."
Upon hearing this, everyone present looked suspiciously. After a moment of thought, Mowenjie agreed. Following the old man to the Wujixue Cave, they found that the cave was enveloped in a aura of preciousness. The old man took out a pill, saying, "This pill is called Shengyuan Pill and can help you consolidate your cultivation level." Just as Mowenjie was about to take it, suddenly a mechanism within the cave was triggered, and several iron chains were shot towards him. It turned out that this old man had been defeated by an ancestor of Mowenjie's in the past and harbored resentment, setting this trap.
Mowenjie scoffed coldly, the spiritual energy around him surging wildly, easily breaking the iron chains and turning around to subdue the old man: "This action of the elder is not righteous." The old man's face was full of shame. Mowenjie took the pill, issuing a warning before leaving. Back at his cultivation residence in the city, he shared this experience with the women, who were even more impressed with him. Mowenjie also understood that he would need to be even more careful on his future cultivation path.
A few days later, Mowenjie was in a quiet room cultivating. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound echoed, with a strange spiritual energy fluctuation contained in the melody. Mowenjie was surprised in his heart and stepped out of the room to follow the sound.
He found that it was a mysterious woman who was playing the flute. The woman saw Mowenjie, smiled slightly, and stopped playing. She said her name was Yunyue and she came from the distant Linyin Valley. Having heard about Mowenjie's recent breakthrough, she specially came to make friends. Mowenjie felt wary in his heart, but he noticed that there was no malice in her.
Yueyue took out a musical score and handed it to Mowenjie, saying that this was a secret score from the Linyin Valley, and understanding its mysteries would greatly benefit one's cultivation. The women gathered around to look at it, all feeling that this object was extraordinary.
As Mowenjie hesitated whether to accept it, a strange crimson glow flickered in the sky. A powerful evil aura quickly approached. It was a demonic cultivator who had sensed the emergence of treasure here and come to seize it.
In an instant, Mo Wenjie and the others were in high alert, each displaying a serious expression as if facing a great enemy. Mo Wenjie led the charge, flashing out of the room with a flick of his body and reciting incantations as he went. His hands rapidly formed seals, unleashing a powerful spiritual energy that condensed into an eye-catching beam of light, aimed directly at the demonic cultivator who had appeared out of nowhere to steal the treasure. This was a formidable spell that he had recently learned, capable of causing great damage.
At the same time, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaohui, Cao Chunling and Jin Can spirit were also not to be underestimated. They all displayed their own special skills. Some waved their swords in their hands with sword energy as a rainbow; some danced with colorful ribbons emitting radiant light; others controlled magical artifacts with brilliance flashing. In an instant, various spiritual forces intertwined and collided in the air, creating a magnificent yet thrilling scene of colors.
Mo Wenjie was well aware that this battle would not be easy. Facing such a formidable enemy, even the slightest mistake could result in total annihilation. Yet he had no intention of retreating, and in his heart, he secretly vowed to spare no effort to protect everyone around him, as well as those precious spiritual objects.
The demonic cultivator sneered and waved his hands, causing a surge of black magic energy to flood out and dissipate all of Mo Wenjie's attacks. Then, he formed intricate seals with his hands and summoned a swarm of demonic shadows towards the crowd.
Mo Wenjie shouted, "Be careful!" The group worked closely together, supporting each other. Huang Ling'er used her colorful ribbon to trap some of the demonic shadows, while Ding Qingyao transformed her sword energy into an array that crushed the shadows. Mo Wenjie seized the opportunity, mobilizing all his spiritual energy and charging towards the demonic cultivator's true form. The two engaged in close-quarters combat, their punches striking flesh and their spiritual energy flying everywhere. Suddenly, the demonic cultivator produced a magical weapon and released a suction force, trying to snatch the musical score from Mo Wenjie's embrace.
Mo Wenjie gritted his teeth and resisted, while the other women worked together to attack the magical artifact, causing it to crack. Mo Wenjie took advantage of this opportunity and struck his fist forcefully, pushing back the demonic cultivator. The demonic cultivator was angry and ready to fight to the death. At this moment, a Buddha chanting sound came from afar, accompanied by a flash of Buddhist light. An elderly monk appeared in front of them. He bowed his hands in a gesture of meditation and recitation of sutras, which suppressed the demonic cultivator's magical powers with Buddhist light.
The venerable and benevolent monk looked at Mo Wenjie with bright eyes, speaking slowly: "Young friend, according to my Buddhist perspective, this precious musical score seems to have an indissoluble connection with our Buddhist temple. If entrusted to me for safekeeping, it will undoubtedly fulfill its potential and bring blessings to all sentient beings. I am wondering what your thoughts are on this matter?"
Upon hearing these words, Mo Wenjie couldn't help but ponder within. He knew that this musical score was an invaluable treasure, but facing the esteemed monk, he felt that there was some truth in what was said. After a fierce struggle with his thoughts and a careful weighing of the pros and cons, Mo Wenjie finally made up his mind and slowly handed the tightly held musical score to the monk.
At this very moment, the demonic cultivator who had been staring at Mo Wenjie and the others, eagerly waiting for an opportunity to steal the musical score, saw that the situation was changing. He knew that he had no more chance to obtain the score, and his face turned extremely dark in an instant. With a cold snort, his figure flickered like a ghost and disappeared without a trace.
Mo Wenjie, seeing this, quickly bowed deeply to the monk and gratefully said, "Thank you very much for your timely intervention. If it were not for your presence today, this matter might not have been resolved smoothly." The monk smiled slightly and waved his hand lightly, saying, "Young friend, please don't be too polite. Exorcising demons and devils is naturally our duty. However, the path of cultivation is long and rugged. There will be many hardships and obstacles waiting for you to overcome in the future."
Upon hearing the monk's words, everyone around nodded thoughtfully, their originally tense hearts relaxing a little.
However, Mo Wenjie and his companions all knew very well that the future path of cultivation would be full of difficult and dangerous obstacles, certainly not a smooth one. Along this long and rugged path, unexpected challenges of all kinds would surge at them like a tidal wave, one after another, presented in front of them.
These challenges could come from the malevolent demons and devils, or from the complex and unpredictable heart demons; it could be the intricate traps in the ancient relics of unknown origin, or it could be the fierce and cruel competition and conflict among other cultivators. However, despite the thorns littered on the path ahead and the unknown dangers, they showed no intention of backing down.
Because they know that only by working together, thinking in unison, and exerting their strength in the same direction, supporting each other through all kinds of difficulties, can they firmly plant their feet in this treacherous world of cultivation and move forward step by step. Moreover, they must possess the courage and determination to press on unflinchingly, never giving up regardless of how powerful the enemies may be or how insurmountable the obstacles seem, always steadfastly moving forward towards the goals deep within their hearts.
As long as they maintain this spirit of unity and never-say-die, they believe that they will ultimately be able to overcome all difficulties and setbacks, breakthrough every obstacle, and successfully embark on the magnificent journey towards the path of boundless enlightenment!
