Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1920 - 1922: Discovery of the Golden Core

Feng Jun didn’t completely refuse, "Friend Ma is helping the Courtyard of Blessings divert... Occasionally using the Xiuzhen Courtyard is not a big deal, but the courtyard has its rules. Why did you set a two-year agreement when Danxia Heaven uses the secret realm? That’s also a rule!"

After a pause, he spoke, "Forget it, let’s invite Friend Ma over first... What do you say?"

He wanted to use footprints to invite Ma Sanniang, but unexpectedly Guan Shanyue made a stroke in the air, and a flower basket appeared in her hand. She replied with a smile, "The Supreme Elder has been following us all along."

"Oh, you’ve improved again?" Feng Jun smiled, raised his hand, and cupped it towards the flower basket, "Congratulations, Friend Ma."

"You’ve improved too," a little girl’s head popped out of the flower basket, her face blurry, clearly from overusing spiritual energy, "I’ve almost used up the Spirit Stones in the secret realm."

"You don’t need to act so miserable to gain sympathy, do you? Do you think you’re in some kind of talent show?" Feng Jun was a bit amused and helpless, "Take a break in the Xiuzhen Courtyard later. As long as you don’t overexert yourself, recovering spiritual energy is quite convenient."

"Oh?" Ma Sanniang’s little head wobbled, "I feel there’s a place here where I can not only replenish my spiritual energy but also advance... How did you find such a treasure land?"

That’s exactly the concern! Feng Jun sighed inwardly but kept a calm face, "I spent a lot of money to create a Spirit Land. There’s a Golden Core Stage senior watching it, and he’s got quite a temper."

"Golden Core Stage?" Ma Sanniang’s face blurred again, apparently frightened, "There are still Golden Core Stage beings now?"

"How rare," Feng Jun laughed indifferently, "Just because you don’t know doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist, what do you say?"

The Earth Spirit’s perception was exceptionally powerful. Hearing the talk about itself, it slightly exuded an aura of pressure, not descending, but condensing in the air. Even Guan Shanyue was unaware of it.

However, Ma Sanniang sensed it, her face changed again, and she quickly cupped her hands, "I have offended you, senior, I truly had no intention, please forgive me!"

"Oh?" The Earth Spirit was also a bit puzzled, "It’s actually a Spiritual Body... a Gu Spirit Body?"

"Alright," Feng Jun waved his hand, speaking softly, "Go back and rest."

The Divine Sense of the Earth Spirit withdrew, but Ma Sanniang was still quite frightened, considering whether to flee back to Danxia Heaven. Yet Guan Shanyue spoke up, "Mountain Master Feng, the senior seems to... have a deep connection with you?"

Ma Sanniang, upon hearing this, realized that the Golden Core... seemed to be somewhat wary of Feng Jun?

"The nature of fate, who knows," Feng Jun replied ambiguously, "But it did help, without its assistance, creating such a Spirit Land on my own would be exhausting."

Guan Shanyue, hearing this, realized it was inappropriate to ask further, so she spoke with a smile, "It seems the Supreme Elder should go to the courtyard more often, though it’s a pity it won’t increase cultivation level further."

"Going to the courtyard too frequently isn’t ideal," Feng Jun shook his head, then looked at Ma Sanniang, "Actually, I know of a place quite suitable for you, but I’m not sure if you’re willing to go."

Ma Sanniang, still daunted by the Earth Spirit’s pressure, finally spoke after a while, "Where?"

Feng Jun winked and spoke with a smile, "Didn’t I just say? I’m sending out two sets of Spirit Gathering Arrays."

Ma Sanniang was still reacting slowly, but Guan Shanyue caught on, her mouth slightly open, she asked in astonishment, "From your words, isn’t that... a kind of requisition?"

"Can’t be used if requisitioned?" Feng Jun laughed at her, "Friend Ma is a Spiritual Body. If she doesn’t reveal herself, who can detect her? After all, these are things I sent out, what’s the big deal if you absorb some spiritual energy?"

Guan Shanyue paused, then laughed, "Mountain Master Feng, are you... seizing the opportunity for revenge?"

"No such thing," Feng Jun shook his head, firmly denying, "Friend Ma can also take advantage of other people’s Spirit Gathering Arrays, but who knows the depth of the Daoist Lineage? If discovered... there’s no need to say more, what face would Danxia Heaven have?"

"Those not part of the Daoist Lineage don’t have such embarrassment, but it’s just a suggestion, whether you want to listen or not is up to you."

Master Guan stood up to take leave, arranging for the disciples to listen to the teachings, discussing with the Supreme Elder along the way.

Ma Sanniang initially didn’t understand Feng Jun’s implication. Once she did, she straightforwardly expressed, "If that’s the case, I must avenge Mountain Master Feng... I’ll absorb the spiritual energy from those two Spirit Gathering Arrays!"

Guan Shanyue hesitated for a moment before gently advising, "Those two aren’t part of the Daoist Sects, if discovered, there won’t be a chance to explain!"

Ma Sanniang dismissively remarked, "Even with all their modern means, I can always escape!"

After pausing, she sighed, "In a Daoist Sect, if discovered, that’s simply... sigh, do you think I didn’t want to absorb someone else’s spiritual energy before?"

The decline of the Daoist sects is a grief beyond words.

At two-thirty in the morning, everyone had already entered the Xiuzhen Courtyard.

As previously mentioned, the courtyard covers just over a hundred acres, with forty of them being the cultivation area and Spirit Fields. The front yard has a parking lot, covering seven or eight acres, and a small plaza that serves as a reception area, totaling approximately ten acres.

Four thousand people crowded on the plaza, making it far too cramped. Feng Jing prepared over two thousand meditation mats on the plaza, each with a small plastic stool in front, and a bottle of mineral water neatly placed on the stool.

There were also some meditation mats and small stools scattered around the lawns and artificial hills, but it was more dispersed there. Finding a spot depended on luck, and some people even sat on car hoods.

Such were the conditions—neither good nor bad—since those who follow the Cultivation Path do not advocate material enjoyment. Feng Jing’s bottom line was to keep these people strictly outside the cultivation and living areas.

At exactly three o’clock, Feng Jun’s figure blinked and appeared in the pavilion atop an artificial hill. This singular moment of Blink was something of legend among the Daoist sects, and no one present could replicate it.

The lighting in the courtyard was rather dim. In the Xiuzhen Courtyard at night, there were only a few faint solar-powered street lamps, aligning with the courtyard’s self-imposed identity. Cultivators value tranquility and Wuwei, and having a few street lamps was already quite good.

A large number of people had come today, including many agile Martial Cultivators and highly respected elders. To prevent collisions or trampling accidents, Teacher Mei had also lit up some decorative light strips.

Even so, the lighting was still not great, but it was sufficient for a lecture. After all, it wasn’t a meeting, and there was no need to see so clearly.

Nonetheless, after Feng Jun appeared, thunderous applause erupted in the previously silent courtyard.

Feng Jun waited for about ten seconds, noticing that everyone still couldn’t stop. He had to cough lightly, "Alright, it’s the middle of the night, let’s not disturb others. As fellow Daoists, there’s no need for excessive formalities. What I share may not suit you, but if you can gain some insights, it won’t be in vain."

"Today, my lecture is about the cultivation system. I won’t cover the most basic things because I believe that those who can come here are the elites among the Daoist sects. There’s no need for me to talk about the basics. First, I want to discuss the relationship between the Cultivation Path and Martial Cultivation."

"I’ve often heard fellow Daoists say, ’You are a Martial Cultivator, and I am on the Cultivation Path, so your path may not be as promising as mine.’ Those who say this are not wrong, as Martial Cultivators ultimately aim for the Cultivation Path. However, saying it like that misses the depth..."

Feng Jun is actually very eloquent—how many who study Chinese aren’t? Everyone knows what he’s talking about now, but as a cohesive system, it does not exist, as the Daoist lineage has lost so much.

Moreover, he believes he must thoroughly explain how Martial Cultivation and Cultivation can effectively integrate. If not explained clearly, future divergences might cause fractures within the Daoist sects.

After entering Kunhao, the first thing Feng Jun studied was the ranking of Martial Cultivators and the ranking of Cultivators. The system and the correlation between the two haven’t been well summarized by the Daoist sects—or the knowledge hasn’t been passed down.

As for the mutual transformation of the two, and how to choose the most suitable opportunity for transformation, no one knows.

Therefore... what Feng Jun discusses is truly rudimentary, yet the Daoist sects do not have a complete grasp of this system.

For this reason, when he speaks, the audience below remains silent as the grave. Additionally, he speaks very quickly, not allowing anyone the opportunity to share a knowing smile. Everyone must concentrate fully to listen.

When he reached a particularly exquisite part, people were tempted to applaud, but didn’t dare, for fear of missing a few sentences with their applause, which would be a significant loss.

As he spoke, someone’s mobile phone rang. Little Celestial Master flew over and picked the person up without a word, taking them out the door—she had given up training to listen to Feng Jun’s lecture.

At many meetings, people receive requests to silence their mobile phones, but there’s always someone who doesn’t pay much attention—such behavior is understandable as many meetings aren’t that important.

Only those who have attended truly important meetings know that not only should mobile phones be silenced, but they might not even be allowed into the venue.

Feng Jing didn’t remind everyone to silence phones because she felt there was no need for such a reminder—after all, no one forced them to attend the lecture; they requested to come.

Under these circumstances, allowing them to bring their mobile phones was already a privilege; they should have been mindful of it.

As for those who didn’t even silence their phones, it wasn’t due to forgetfulness but rather a lack of importance placed on the lecture in their hearts—respect is not about words but about what’s in the heart.

Little Celestial Master took the person outside to question them, and sure enough, it was a falsely registered Daoist Temple. The old Daoist Temple had long been destroyed by the Ni Hong people, and it was a local tourist site that had purposefully refurbished it.

The tourist site’s earnings were pretty good, and the Daoist Temple was also operating well. Originally, they mingled with a master known for turning empty hands into snakes. When the master failed, they quickly severed ties, which made their renown grow.

Of course, no matter how famous they became, they were still leagues away from Luohua and lacked the capital to offend Luohua.

This person’s mistake came purely from attending too many unimportant meetings.