The Journey of Feng Zun 2
Chapter 117

Late the same night, inside a restaurant.

The lively discussion continued without end. 

All the diners were discussing Feng Zun's battle with the seven major allied factions. 

Shen Ling sat alone in her corner.

As he listened to the discussion, his heart was filled with emotional turmoil.

"A man and his sword destroyed the alliance of the seven great factions alone, dominating the entire world. This Feng Zun really looked like an immortal from a high place."

"But such a legendary figure was ultimately too far away from me."

Shen Ling sighed.

He was a small figure on the path of cultivation, and he had just started carving a name for himself. He could not even imagine how terrifying and majestic someone like Feng Zun was.

Shen Ling finished her drink in silence, got up, and left.

No matter how impressive Feng Zun was, it had nothing to do with a little boy like him. To him, his own path of cultivation was the most important thing.

"If only I could meet that senior who taught me that cultivation technique again! Then, I can ask him questions about it." 

As he walked the streets of the city, Shen Ling could not help but recall a certain figure who was tall, upright, calm, indifferent, and golden-white-robed. 

He still remembered the moment the senior patted him on the shoulder, and told him that "on the path of morally ambiguous and lawless cultivation, you must first recognize your own strength, You must first recognize your own power, then stay true to yourself."

That senior was the one who taught him the "Demon Mysterious Book."

Even until now, Shen Ling's heart was filled with gratitude every time she thought about it.

In the eyes of the world at large, Feng Zun was an immortal being that was wasted among humans, but in my eyes, that senior was an immortal god that actually came from heaven, he said,  shen Ling muttered to himself. Unfortunately, I don't even know his name…

Many years would pass before Shen Ling, who in the future would have an established great power with authority over a region, knew that the senior he was so grateful for and "the fallen immortal from heaven" that people always talk about, is one and the same person. 

He was Feng Zun, a legendary figure whose sword would dominate fifty thousand years!

...

"Teacher, it is the Kingdom of Dailiang, Lao Ping and Lao An live on the west bank of the dailiang river."

"This place is not simple!"

Under the deep and clear darkness of the night, two figures appeared outside the gates of the Dailiang Kingdom.

One was a dark-robed Daoist elder and the other was a dashing young man dressed in white.

The old man's eyes shone with a strange light. It was midnight, yet a strange, invisible and lucky air enveloped the Dailiang Kingdom, making it seem like a paradise from another world.

"You're absolutely right, Teacher. Since last year, this remote and mediocre kingdom has been transformed. Its inhabitants have enjoyed long life and a variety of good fortune, but that is not all. No ferocious beasts attacked this village at all," said the young man in white clothes. 

The old man nodded, "This is indeed a fortune. Come on, let's go see the Lao Brothers' residence."

As he spoke, he led the way towards the Dailiang Kingdom.

It was midnight, and the villagers were resting. Only a few houses still light the lights.

As soon as they entered a village, the old man's sharp senses reminded him of something unusual. "That's amazing! The ley lines and even the strength of the mountains had changed. They did not gather heaven and earth origin spiritual energy, but rather the faint and ethereal Grand Dao auspicious energy!"

It looked like an ordinary village, but because of this auspicious aura, this village became a blessed land. 

The elder could not help but be moved, What kind of person has changed the feng shui of a village to invite such prosperity?

"Teacher, it's the Lao Brothers' residence ahead."

The white-robed youth pointed into the distance.

It was a plain and simple courtyard with three thatched huts, a cow shed, a vegetable garden, and a chicken coop.

Once they see where they live, it will be clear that they are poor. 

However, when the old man looked at the courtyard, he halted his steps, his gaze suddenly focused. An indescribable surprise appeared on the look on his face.

The favorable air in the residence was calm, like there was a dragon hiding in the shadows. From the outside, no trace of anything was visible. Let alone ordinary people, even cultivators would find it difficult to detect it. 

"Teacher, I heard that since last year, there was no shortage of cultivators who came here to conduct an investigation, but without exception, they came home empty-handed and they did not dare to mess around. No one dared to disturb the tranquility of this village," exclaimed the white-robed young man as he clicked his tongue.

He added, "Especially after the start of the Radiant Age. Countless ferocious spiritual beasts and ghosts had appeared throughout the entire Dailiang Kingdom, but no one dared to act in the village territory near Lao Ping and Lao An's home. That's hard to believe!"

"Do you think that's weird?" ask the old man. "It's not at all strange."

He stared at the red paper taped above the door. Three words were written on it :

"Peace is Always Mine."

Three very ordinary characters of words, the kind that one can find anywhere.

But his handwriting had a simple ancient charm, and his brushstrokes were extremely powerful. Just looking at it can calm the heart and mind, the more one sees, the better they feel.

However, in the old man's eyes, these three words contained boundless magical power. They were filled with boundless, lucky, and mysterious charms!

For some incomprehensible reason, his heart trembled, and he almost felt as if he was not looking at a line of text, but rather a boundless universe!

For a moment, the old man stood there, his expression changed, his eyes were fixated, and his hands and feet were trembling. 

Note :

Lao Ping and Lao An are two brothers introduced in the Selected Human Novel chapters 123-127. Feng Zun and Yin Ying met them on the way to the Long Dynasty, and just then Feng Zun carved out a line of calligraphy (World-Empressing Talismans) that consumed half the strength of his cultivation base for them.

While Shen Ling was a cultivator who was considered a heretic, who was saved by Feng Zun in Feng Zun's Travel Novel 1 chapter 99-103.