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In the early morning of the next day, Han Yan had already arrived in the valley. If it was a plain land, it wouldn't have been difficult to turn it over, but in the soil in front of him, there were still some small stones. These stones were smaller than crushed stones and only about the size of a sesame seed. It was impossible to completely clean them up.

Not only that, the only farm tools that could be used now were hoes, and if there was a shovel, everything would be much simpler.

Han Yan did not complain. He picked up his hoe and quickly went through the ground.

Time slowly passed. Before they knew it, half a day had passed. The land within the valley had already been completely excavated by Han Yan. When Han Yan was young, he would often help his parents with their work and knew how to loosen the soil.

In the next moment, Han Yan carried a bucket and walked over to a river in the valley. When some of them were done, the sky had already darkened. Looking at the sky, Han Yan took a deep breath and did not return to his dwelling. Instead, he found a clean spot quickly and sat cross-legged on the ground to rest for a bit.

After resting for about an hour, Han Yan stood up and continued working. He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the bag of seeds Zhang Ming had given him, and quickly took out a handful. These seeds were entirely yellow in color and looked somewhat similar to wheat, but emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy. This was the difference between crops and medicinal herbs. There wasn't the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy in the crops, but there were some in the medicinal herbs.

Han Yan picked up his hoe, dug a small hole and placed the seed inside, then covered it with soft soil.

It would take a lot of time and effort to plant the seed, especially if one couldn't use spiritual energy. However, Han Yan had suffered since he was young, so these things weren't much to him, and he quickly adapted to them. As he planted the seed, he hummed the nursery rhyme his parents had taught him as a child, enjoying it.

Unknowingly, another half an hour had passed and Han Yan had already buried all of the seeds.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from the valley mouth. Han Yan frowned and raised his head to look.

Within the valley, a girl dressed in slave robes walked over. She was tall and had a decent appearance.

The lady was none other than Han Yan's neighbor, Liu Yue.

After seeing her, Han Yan put down the agricultural tool in his hand and said with a faint smile, "Why are you here?"

Liu Yue did not reply to Han Yan. Instead, he walked in front of him in a few steps and said with concern: "I saw that you haven't returned yet, so I wanted to come and see you."

Hearing such concerned words, Han Yan's heart warmed. He immediately said, "Last night, you heard from Uncle Zhang that my current mission is very heavy. If I don't redouble my efforts, how could I complete the mission before the end of the year?"

Liu Yue nodded his head, and said: "You are right, but you cannot exhaust yourself!" After saying that, she paused for a moment before continuing, "You have just arrived at this place, so you do not know the climate here. Don't look at how hot it is in the day and how cold it is at night. Without any spiritual energy, it is very possible that we would freeze to death. "

Han Yan's heart tensed up, and immediately asked: "Is it that cold?"

Liu Yue nodded his head heavily, and said with certainty: "Of course it's cold, I think you should go back and rest!"

Han Yan was silent for a while, then said: "No need, I want to continue working here." With that, he transmitted his voice, "Don't forget, I have some spiritual power in my body. It should be able to withstand the cold at night, right?"

Liu Yue was still a little worried, and said: "This won't do, just in case …"

Han Yan did not wait for him to finish speaking, and interrupted him: "Don't worry! I know my limits. If it's really too cold and I'm unable to resist the cold, I'll go back. What do you think? "

Seeing the determination in Han Yan's eyes, Liu Yue knew that she could not persuade him otherwise, so she could only nod her head: "Alright then! You have to be careful, I'll go back first. " After she finished speaking, she gave Han Yan a deep look, then turned around and walked out of the valley.

Not long after Liu Yue left, a large amount of cold Qi suddenly rose up in the area.

The sudden cold during the night was outside of Han Yan's expectations. He could not help but shiver and hurriedly circulate the spirit energy in his body, resisting the cold energy that was continuously eroding his body. As time passed, the temperature became colder and colder. Even though Han Yan was using all of his spirit energy, he was still unable to resist.

At this moment, Han Yan was interrupted. However, when he thought about how he wouldn't be able to take care of the herbs every night after he returned, he couldn't help but give up this idea.

At that moment, Han Yan clenched his teeth, and kept on saying to himself, "Persist, persevere." However, if he wanted to persevere, it was almost impossible.

Han Yan's eyes flashed, and an idea popped up in his mind. He immediately ran towards valley mouth, and his running speed became faster and faster, so he arrived there in the blink of an eye. Han Yan did not retreat. Instead, he used the most primitive method, which was to increase the amount of heat in his body, to resist the surrounding cold energy.

Needless to say, this method sure was effective. As he ran, his body grew hotter and hotter, and he no longer felt the cold. Although doing so could solve the problem in front of him, there was one drawback, and that was that he couldn't stop. With no other choice, Han Yan could only run. At the end, he suddenly realised that running had a close relationship with cultivation.

If he couldn't stop running, he might die if he did.

It was the same for Immortal Cultivation. Once one walked down this path, even if one wanted to stop, it was impossible to do so. Because, once you stop, your lifespan will decrease by the day and one day, you will also be eliminated by the Taoism. Leaving the periphery of the Star Domain, just what was he here for? Wasn't it all for the sake of raising his cultivation and seizing the life from the heavens?

This thought constantly echoed in Han Yan's mind, and unknowingly, Han Yan gained new insights.1

Because of the cold, Han Yan did not forget to run while she was trying to comprehend it.

If someone were to see this scene, their eyes would definitely be wide open. Because the comprehension within the Taoism were all things that were accomplished in a stationary state, and no one had ever dared to comprehend them while they were in motion. This was because the blood in the body was flowing at a high speed during exercise. If one was not careful, it was possible for them to have Qigong deviation.

Actually, this is just a bit of the cultivator's understanding. As long ago as a trillion years ago, there were many examples of cultivators comprehending things in the Ancient God Clan. However, there were very few of them, and it was rare to see one person in tens of millions of years. This kind of person was called a divine sense. This kind of divine sense could only be created in a special environment and under special circumstances. Once a cultivator began to comprehend a divine sense, they would be able to completely fuse with the heavens and earth.

Because the situation was unique, the amount of time it would take was extremely short. Under normal circumstances, it would only take two hours.

In the Ancient God Clan, even the one with the longest period of Heaven's Perception only spent less than two hours. However, the amount of time needed to gain enlightenment was proportional to the result of the comprehension. The longer it took, the greater the benefit. After comprehending it, although he wouldn't be able to immediately raise his cultivation level, his future cultivation speed would reach an unimaginable level.

It blended into the Heavens and Earth, becoming one with the Heavens.

The Ancient God only had these eight words to describe the comprehension of the heavens, but just these eight words were enough to describe how difficult it would be to comprehend tomorrow.

There were many ancient gods that only wanted to experience a divine sense once in their lives, but none of them were able to do so.

Along with the disappearance of the ancient god, the number of people who had gained enlightenment became fewer and fewer. Until now, even among the super powerhouse s, there was not a single person who had attained enlightenment. Aside from a certain amount of luck, the biggest reason why Han Yan had been able to enter the Heavenly Domain this time was because he had an extremely strong comprehension ability.

Comprehension may not mean much to a cultivator, but at the late stage, it is very important. The stronger a person's perception, the faster they could cultivate. On the other hand, it might take him a very long time to break through, and he might not even be able to reach a better level in his entire life.

It was truly difficult to judge a cultivator's level of comprehension ability. Comprehension came from life. Only under special circumstances would one be able to comprehend higher levels. However, how many cultivators were willing to give up their flashy life to train themselves? Even if they were to temper themselves, how much tempering would they need to comprehend?

Time unceasingly flowed by as Han Yan ran, and in the blink of an eye, another two hours had passed.

Suddenly, Han Yan stopped running. His body was drenched in sweat, especially on his forehead. A gust of cold wind blew past, causing Han Yan to shiver. He immediately recalled the insights he had gained in his mind, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

In that moment, Han Yan suddenly understood that no matter what he did, it would be the same as training.

There were tens of thousands of different paths that led back to the same place.

Han Yan completely understood the meaning of these words, it was not like what he thought previously, no matter what kind of Tao technique it was, when one cultivated to the highest level, they would still be able to produce the same power. Regardless of what dao heart it was, once one comprehended to an extremely high level, one would be able to understand the other Daos. The dao originated from life and comprehension. As long as one was able to accomplish the things around them, it was actually a form of cultivation.

Thinking about that, Han Yan suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky. His originally deep gaze suddenly turned even more profound. If you looked carefully, you could vaguely see specks of light in Han Yan's eyes. These lights were like stars, arranged in the same way as the stars' orbits.

Han Yan's body was suddenly surrounded by a strange energy. As these energies surrounded his body, waves after waves of cold air assaulted his face. When they reached his side, they actually scattered to the side, as if they did not dare to touch Han Yan. As the cold energy dissipated, Han Yan was no longer able to feel the cold energy. His mood was completely relaxed, and he once again reached the state of Thoughtless Tranquility.

Han Yan just looked at the sky. Unknowingly, the sky had lit up and a new day had begun.

The early morning sun shone onto Han Yan's body, causing him to wake up from his enlightenment, and then held onto the water bucket, and walked out of the valley.

When the medicinal plant was just being planted, the amount of water required was astonishing. Every day, it had to be replenished. If he could continuously replenish the water, not only would the medicinal plant sprout in the shortest amount of time possible, the later growth would also be faster. However, for most of the slaves, they were unable to do so because fetching water was simply too tiring. Many of them only needed to rest for half a day.

This point, to Han Yan, was not a problem at all. After fetching a bucket of water, he walked towards the river.

In the following day, Han Yan completely forgot about everything else, and immersed himself fully in fetching water, immersing himself in the insights he gained last night. Every time he filled a bucket of water, Han Yan felt that his cultivation would increase a little as he gained more insights. Although it did not manifest itself now, Han Yan believed that once he recovered his cultivation, even if he was unable to break through the bottleneck of the space insight, he was only one step away.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and during this period, no one came to visit Han Yan.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Han Yan, and transformed into Li He.

Li He saw Han Yan standing in front of the medicinal field, smiling as he walked over. He was about to say something when he saw the Spirit Origin Wood growing out of the medicinal garden. His eyes widened as he cried out, "H-how is this possible …"

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