"You don't want to watch over the Sect gates? That's fine, it depends on your performance. If you can reach the peak of Mahayana within five hundred years, then you won't need to watch the gates," Yang Ji said with a smile.
"Isn't that still just another way of getting to watch over the Sect gates?" Mang Biao muttered dejectedly.
Yang Ji did not explain any further but smiled and captured him into the Ti Tower.
To the outside world, five hundred years may pass, but inside the Ti Tower, that's an entire ten thousand years.
Yang Ji brought all his close friends into the Ti Tower for cultivation, and days passed one after the other.
In the outside world, thirty years swiftly flew by, while inside the tower, six hundred years had elapsed.
Yang Ji had preached about the Dao twice.
As a Red Dust Immortal, his comprehension of the Great Dao far surpassed others. He dissected the principles and clarified the anings, presenting the profound Great Dao in a simple way, allowing everyone to understand upon hearing and to attain insight upon reflecting.
He truly granted everyone a supre opportunity.
Xu Xinghe, who had been stuck at the peak of Nascent Soul Cultivators for thousands of years, had an epiphany after being enlightened by Yang Ji's words. He suddenly grasped the Dao Principles, broke through all at once, and reached the realm of Mahayana.
The other cultivators also gained a lot, condensing many threads of Dao Principles.
Over those six hundred years, apart from the tis spent on lecturing, Yang Ji put all his energy into comprehending the Wuji Calculation thod.
With the heaven-defying blessing from the Golden Finger, he even managed to grasp the basics of calculation.
The Calculation thod was profound and difficult to understand because to predict a single thing within the vastness of heaven and earth was extrely challenging.
If one wanted to calculate, one had to rely on the omnipresent Great Dao.
The Great Dao spread throughout heaven and earth, and the Dao was everywhere.
Only by relying on the Dao could one perform calculations.
During these six hundred years of reflection, Yang Ji realized that the deeper one's cultivation, the deeper their comprehension of the Dao, and the more precise their calculations would be.
To truly beco a wise sage who leaves no stone unturned, one not only needs to beco an Immortal King who has fused with the Dao but also needs a remarkable calculation thod.
Only the combination of the two can truly cut through the world's entanglents and discern the truth.
However, even an Immortal King cannot calculate everything.
Because there are Three Thousand Grand Daos, an Immortal King who has mastered one Dao to the extre, using the Calculation thod, can only see everything under that particular Dao.
The other two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Grand Daos remain beyond his calculation.
To truly calculate everything, one would have to comprehend all Three Thousand Grand Daos; only then would there be no blind spots in the world, and everything would be clearly visible before one's eyes.
The Wuji Calculation thod transmitted by the Wuji Immortal King encompasses a multitude of Daos, covering a wide range and including the Five Elents, Yin Yang, Taichi, and Nine Palaces. The essence of its calculations radiates throughout heaven and earth, far surpassing the accuracy of other ordinary calculation thods.
No wonder the Sect Master has only grasped the basics after many years of study.
The Calculation thod indeed contains too much, making it incredibly hard to understand.
If one had such a Supre Treasure of the Dao to assist, then the calculations would be much easier.
In a flash, Yang Ji thought of the Lord of Life and Death, and he took out six fragnts of the Wheel of Destiny, planning to use the Wheel of Destiny as the foundation to integrate the Wuji Calculation thod with the Path of Destiny and thus research the art of calculation.
No sooner had this idea erged than his own thod of calculation began to take shape.
Ti went by in haste, another thirty years passed, and in the Ti Tower, six hundred more years flew by.
Yang Ji had been comprehending the art of calculation for more than twelve hundred years.
The Path of Destiny encompasses all Daos, and the Wheel of Destiny is a Supre Treasure born from Destiny's Origin. With the Wuji Calculation thod as the conduit, driving the Wheel of Destiny to calculate all under heaven, Yang Ji's thod of calculation had achieved so success.
At this mont, even if he wasn't an Immortal King, he could still perform so calculations.
This feeling was truly marvelous, like sitting within a room yet knowing the affairs of the world. It felt almost divine, too wondrous for words.
The more Yang Ji pondered the art of calculation, the more he shivered. He faintly felt as if peerless eyes were scrutinizing everything in the world.
The activities of all beings seed to be laid bare, with no secrets whatsoever.
Fortunately, he had slain the Destiny Tribulation and obtained Destiny's Origin, learned the Path of Destiny, and could hide within the dark zones of the Dao of Destiny, making himself incalculable. Otherwise, such a sensation would have made him extrely uneasy, like a fishbone stuck in his throat or sitting on pins and needles.
The deeper his cultivation beca, the greater the reverence in Yang Ji's heart.
This ti, his calculations showed that destiny was approaching and an old friend would visit.
However, his art of calculation was still rather shallow, and he could not determine the exact nature of the fortune or who the specific old friend was.
Yet Yang Ji was intrigued and wanted to co out of the retreat to verify whether his calculations were correct. Was an old friend indeed visiting today, bringing fortune with them?
Whoosh!
In a flash of light, Yang Ji had already left the Ti Tower and appeared on the King's Throne of the great hall, waiting quietly.
Ti passed slowly.
After three quarters of an hour.
A dragon shape flew across the sky and then transford into an arrogant man dressed in a black dragon robe inside the palace. It was Zhe Long Sword.
"Great Sage, soone has co to visit outside the hall. He says he's an old friend of yours, nad Hong Bo!"
"Oh? Hong Bo?" Yang Ji's face brightened with joy, pleased that his calculation was correct – the visitor was indeed an old friend.
Hong Bo was soone he had t during his second Sect mission.
Thousands of years ago, to evade Lord of Emperor Liu Castle's pursuit, Yang Ji rushed into the Death Mist and entered a peculiar small world.
There, he encountered Da Xianshi, Great Sage Mu Yuan, and others.
Hong Bo, Ming Hai, Feng Ran, and a group of Nascent Soul Cultivators were also there. After coming out, they even had a drink together at the Xianlai Restaurant.
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