Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 833 The fish belly is delicious

"You don't need to be so discouraged. Granduncle is now a Divine Transformation cultivator. In terms of combat power, there is no rival in this world. What rare treasures can't he find?"

Jing Yu earnestly advised, "From what I know, there are several kinds of precious elixirs that can help you break through the bottleneck of the late Nascent Soul stage... Have you forgotten that your uncle also has unique alchemy skills? I will collect spiritual resources for you one day and refine a furnace of precious elixirs for you. There is still hope for you to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage."

Zhao Yuanxi smiled bitterly at this time and said, "Uncle, you are a master of nature and have great magical powers. Yuanxi naturally knows this, but can you really take care of me for the rest of my life?"

"Today you refined a precious elixir to help me break through to the late Nascent Soul stage. If I still want to pursue the path of Divine Transformation, do you have any other way to help me achieve Divine Transformation?"

"This……"

Jing Yu was slightly stunned. To become a god, one needs to learn several introductory laws, and also need a stable combination of laws. Zhao Yuanxi was only a baby with three orifices, and her comprehension was mediocre. Any combination of laws would be difficult for her. It seemed that he really did not have the ability to help Zhao Yuanxi become a god.

Zhao Yuanxi looked off into the distance and whispered, "Everyone thinks Yuanying Zhenjun is high and mighty. Yuanxi also thought so when he was still a young cultivator, and was determined to achieve this... But when he finally reached the Zhenjun realm, he discovered that there are always people beyond his reach, and he still can't be free."

"But even if they achieve Divine Transformation, so what? To the immortals of the upper realms, do they look upon Nascent Soul cultivators and Divine Transformation cultivators the same way we look upon silver-threaded fish and golden-threaded fish?"

"No, I was wrong."

Zhao Yuanxi laughed at himself, "Not even as good as... The silver thread fish and the golden thread fish are at least still in the East China Sea, and have been 'seen' by these cultivators. But the Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators in remote small worlds are just small fish in a small pond inland."

"But even small fry have their own lives, so I want to know, knowing that there's no hope, how should I live the rest of my life?"

Zhao Yuanxi's expression was complicated. "Since Yuanxi discovered his spiritual roots, he has devoted himself to cultivation. Cultivation is the only thing he will do in his life. Back then, my brother envied me for having spiritual roots and being able to truly do one thing for the rest of my life, but I couldn't find the meaning of my own existence... But now, times have changed, and I've encountered the same problem."

Jing Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said:

"Yuan Xi, my uncle can't give you a definite answer to this question... After all, you and I are only fifty years apart. This fifty-year gap is considered the same generation for Nascent Soul cultivators."

"To put it bluntly, my uncle hasn't figured out how to live his life yet, so how can he guide you in life?"

"But my uncle has something to say, just listen to it."

Jing Yu looked serious and said slowly:

"If, I mean if, you have achieved immortality and your cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the universe, have you ever thought about what you should do in the future?"

Zhao Yuanxi was stunned.

But Jing Yu spoke eloquently: "Cultivators in the world seek immortality and freedom, but in reality, most of them are just seeking [immortality], and almost no one has thought about how to [freedom] after achieving immortality."

"They don't think much about what kind of life they will lead after they become immortal."

"Of course, that's not wrong. After all, you have to eat one bite at a time. You haven't even seen the shadow of immortality, but you're already imagining the days after that?"

"But the problem is, if a cultivator practices diligently day in and day out, regardless of season, spending almost the entirety of his life cultivating, his entire life becomes devoid of meaning. Not to mention the possibility of dying midway, leaving all his efforts in vain... Even if he truly achieves immortality, can such a cultivator truly enjoy the various pleasures that come with it?"

"Of course, it's not ruled out that some people can get some pleasure from asceticism, but I feel that you are not such a person, and most monks are not such people either."

"A Nascent Soul cultivator's lifespan is two thousand years. Two thousand years seems like a long time to an ordinary, lower-level cultivator. However, the lives of many Nascent Soul cultivators are not necessarily much richer than those of Qi Condensation cultivators."

"Many Nascent Soul cultivators who practiced arduous cultivation simply repeated the same days for two thousand years, just to continue on the path to Divine Transformation, and then repeat the practice for thousands of more years."

Jing Yu shook his head and said, "I have no intention of criticizing this kind of ascetic life, but Yuan Xi, I hope you can understand one thing."

"If you believe that immortality is the ultimate purpose of spiritual practice, and you have no idea what kind of life you should lead after achieving immortality, then you probably shouldn't have set your goals so far in the first place."

“If you know what kind of life you want to live after you die, you should start practicing it now, rather than waiting for a future that seems unlikely to arrive.”

Suddenly, a [Silver Thread Fish] that had just died of exhaustion due to failure in [Transforming into Gold] appeared in Jing Yu's hand. He used a few spells and immediately sliced ​​the silver thread fish into thin slices, put them into a jade plate, and handed it to Zhao Yuanxi.

"Taste it."

Jing Yuyan said, "This silver thread fish is indeed delicious, especially the belly, which has the best taste and texture."

Zhao Yuanxi took the plate of fish in a daze, subconsciously pinched a piece of scraps and put it into his mouth.

She planned to save the fattest part of the fish for last—as she always did.

But at this moment, Jing Yu stretched out his finger, pointed it at Zhao Yuanxi's smooth forehead and flicked it lightly:

"If I had used my true strength just now, you would have been dead by now. Wouldn't that mean you wouldn't be able to eat the most delicious fish belly?"

Jing Yu shouted, "You should eat whatever you want now, or you'll never be able to eat it again!"

Zhao Yuanxi was struck by lightning when he heard this. In a moment of inspiration, he decisively pinched a piece of fish belly and put it into his mouth.

In an instant, a long-lost look of satisfaction appeared on her face. The fish belly was indeed as Jing Yu said, sweet and plump to the extreme. Thinking that she had never enjoyed any decent food in all these years because of her concentration on cultivation, she felt a mixture of emotions and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Is it delicious?" Jing Yu asked.

"It's... delicious." Zhao Yuanxi said pitifully, trying hard to hold back her tears.

"This unfortunate child...has never eaten anything good in his life."

Jing Yu sighed inwardly, his expression becoming serious: "Yuan Xi, live in the present, not in the future."

"I understand."

Zhao Yuanxi pinched another piece of silver thread fish belly and put it into his mouth. He chewed it vigorously for a few times and felt a sweet and fresh taste blooming on the tip of his tongue. He muttered:

"Thank you, uncle. I understand..."

"What do you understand?" Jing Yu asked back.

"I... I shouldn't be so obsessed with cultivation, obsessed with the illusory path to becoming a god..."

Zhao Yuanxi said: "I want to go out and travel for a while..."

Jing Yu sighed, "There's no need to jump to conclusions so quickly... but it's good to go out and relax."

He immediately took out a storage bag and put it in Zhao Yuanxi's hand:

"This storage bag contains the life-saving items that my uncle prepared for you. Please keep them safe."