As his physical cultivation advanced to the mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, even with the help of the system merit, the time spent to increase his cultivation gradually lengthened.
According to Yang Jian's speculation, regardless of the cost, it would take at least a thousand years for him to advance to the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm with all his merit.
In the Primordial World, time did not count.
However, with the end of the apotheosis, the pace of the entire Primordial World obviously accelerated, and all kinds of major events came one after another.
For those who had a sense of crisis, time was obviously not enough.
Yang Jian closed his doors and cultivated.
Everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him anymore.
Right now, all he could think about was how to increase his cultivation faster.
The battle in outer space had made him realize how weak he was. He had no way to fight back against a Demon Saint who was holed up in the North Province. If he had not used the Quasi-Saint Dragon Pearl in the end, he would have been defeated.
The Journey to the West Tribulation was about to begin. At that time, the Taoist and Buddhist sects would inevitably fight each other. All kinds of open and secret struggles would emerge endlessly. The Sage-to-be Almighties would also appear one after another. It would be abnormally chaotic.
As a disciple of the Dao Sect, it was almost impossible for him to be alone.
Therefore, before the Journey to the West tribulation started, he had to increase his cultivation. At the very least, he had to reach the half-step pre-saint realm, which was the Perfected Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
Only when he reached the Quasi-Sage realm would he have the capital to fight with all parties. And he would not become a chess piece on someone's chessboard.
Ten years.
Fifty years.
A hundred years.
In the sealed cave abode, Yang Jian did not need to worry about time because of the acceleration of the Spacetime Pearl.
There was only one thing he needed to do, and that was to move the Merit Points and activate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to improve his physical cultivation.
One million merit points.
5 million merit points.
10 million merit points.
20 million merit points.
As time passed, the merit was being consumed crazily, but Yang Jian did not even frown.
At present, what he lacked the least was merit.
Since he had accumulated hundreds of millions of merit points, he naturally had to spend them and turn them into actual combat strength.
Inside the cave.
Two thousand years passed in a flash.
In the outside world, only forty years had passed.
In the past forty years, the Three Realms had undergone many changes.
In the human world, after the death of Bai Qi, the foundation for the unification of the State of Qin had been completely established. Although a monstrous existence had appeared in the State of Zhao during this period of time and forcefully stopped the unification of the State of Qin, the wheel of history had already started and rolled forward. How could a mortal stop it?
In the Nine States, the Qi, Wei, Chu, Zhao, and other powerful countries had all declined. Only the Qin country had always maintained its strength and was getting stronger and stronger.
During this period, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy rose one after another, and there was a faint trend of a hundred schools of thought contending.
However, on the surface, it looked like a hundred schools of thought were contending, but in reality, it was like the general trend of the world. Although the various countries still existed, they would never be able to avoid the Qin country.
The Hundred Schools of Philosophy were still led by Confucianism.
The disciples of the various sects might have learned and respected their own teachings, but almost everyone was influenced by the Confucian school of thought and cultivated the Noble Path. The Confucian school's orthodox position was already unshakable.
As for the academy, it was even more transcendent. In this chaotic world of strife, it accumulated strength.
More and more Great Confucians appeared, solidifying the transcendent status of the academy and the scholarly faction, and also influencing the general situation of the world.
Perhaps it was because Yang Jian had chosen the Confucian Temple in Xianyang of the State of Qin to show his divinity when he was reincarnated. That place had become a pilgrimage place for the Confucian Saints. Once the Confucian Saints in the world became Great Confucians, they would all go to Xianyang Academy. The State of Qin had the advantage of being close to the water, so it had obtained more benefits.
Confucian scholars were everywhere in the current Imperial Court of Qin.
These Confucians were different from the Confucians in history. Not only did they learn Confucianism, but they also cultivated the Haoran Dao. They were magnanimous and magnanimous. Money and power were just external objects that were fleeting.
Those who had achieved something or had lofty ambitions were all devoted to cultivating the Haoran Way. They set their goals as the sages of the past, hoping that one day, they could follow Confucius Saint and the quasi-sage to break through the sky.
As such, even though Confucians entered the ranks of officials, there were very few people who were greedy for power and wealth.
And this was completely different from the Confucians in history.
The scholarly faction and the academy continued to grow, and the incense offerings that Yang Jian received naturally increased.
At the mouth of the Guanjiang River, within the sealed cave, hundreds of years passed.
On this day.
In the cave abode, Yang Jian, who had been sitting there for thousands of years, suddenly opened his eyes.
As he opened his eyes, a mysterious aura rose from his body.
The fourth circulation of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was pushed forward by a huge amount of merit. A certain chakra in his body was forcefully broken through, and he was one step closer to the reversal of the Mysterious Art.
A vast aura rose.
Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at his arm. Between his arms, an even more violent force was restless.
In the independent time and space, after spending 2,500 years and tens of millions of merit, he finally made another breakthrough. His physical cultivation went from the mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm to the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
Late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
In today's Untainted Land, among the second-generation disciples of Taoism, only the head disciples of the three religions could suppress him.
Taoist Duobao, Guangchengzi, Master Xuandu.
As for the others, they were at most at the late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. If they fought head-on, he was confident that he could defeat them head-on.
If he met the Nine Neonate again, he would not be as miserable as before.
He might not be able to defeat the Nine Neonate without the help of external objects, but it would not be so easy for the Nine Neonate to crush him in all aspects.
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