Starting as a Puppet Emperor

He transmigrated and became a puppet emperor.

The great eunuch Liu Bu slapped Xiang Yun to the ground, coldly saying, "Your Majesty, are you trying to rebel against your servant?" ...

Volume 1 Chapter 472: Self-Realization

Volume 1 Chapter 472: Self-Realization

If it were in the past, Xiang Yun’s method of healing would be very domineering, direct, and rough.

After all, with the Ming Guang Armor and Ling Shui, any injury would be healed in a matter of minutes. Now he has neither and can only rely on himself for everything.

If he continued to circulate the solar energy to heal his wounds, the speed would be too slow. After all, his cultivation was ridiculously low, and it was almost impossible to repair the injuries on his physical body at the Qianyuan realm.

Fortunately, he has a way to heal his wounds quickly, which is to make elixirs.

Before he left Cai Lin, he learned all of Jin Lian's alchemy techniques. What he lacked now was proficiency.

As long as he practices more, he can become an excellent alchemist.

Xiang Yun adjusted his breathing for a while, then took out a collection of spiritual objects from the Sumeru Ring, slowly opened it, and searched for herbal spiritual objects with healing effects.

The collection of spiritual objects is vast and wide. Before Xiang Yun's talent is restored, he naturally cannot remember all the contents in the collection. What he can do now is to find medicinal herbs with healing effects, and then refine them into pills for himself to take, so as to heal his wounds.

This method is theoretically feasible, but Xiang Yun does not have the recipe for the pill at all. He can only use the medicinal materials to refine it randomly. He has no idea what the result will be.

However, Xiang Yun had no other choice. After all, for the Huanxi Sect, the value of the finished elixir was still relatively high, and it needed to be exchanged for the sect's contribution. If it was just the medicinal materials, he could still get a lot as the sect master's personal disciple.

Xiang Yun didn't stop until he had read half of the collection of spiritual objects in his hand. As he read, he wrote down the corresponding names of medicinal herbs with a brush. So far, he has memorized more than 300 kinds.

These medicinal herbs all have some healing effects to a greater or lesser extent, especially for nourishing internal injuries.

"This amount of variety should be enough, right?" Xiang Yun thought it made sense, so he collected the collection of spiritual objects, went out and stopped a chores disciple who was passing by his door, handed him a piece of paper with the names of the herbs written on it, and said, "Go to the warehouse and get all these herbs for me. The more the better."

This chores disciple had never experienced such a thing before. When he saw the hundreds of medicinal herbs on the paper, he was so scared that he rolled his eyes, stepped back repeatedly, and shouted in panic: "Brother, where can I get these? All the items in the sect need to be exchanged for contributions. Although the medicinal herbs you want are not precious, if the quantity is large, the contribution points required will be a very scary number. Here..."

Xiang Yun understood what he meant, and shouted coldly: "Why, do you look down on me? Are you bullying me because I just entered the Happy Sect and don't know the rules?"

The man quickly shook his hands and said, "No, no, no, I definitely don't mean that. I just have to follow the rules..."

"Fuck!" Xiang Yun cursed and kicked him on the buttocks, yelling, "Today, just take this receipt to the warehouse and ask for it. Just say that I, Xiang Yun, asked for these herbs. If anyone has any objections, just come to me!

If someone doesn’t come to me and doesn’t give me the medicine, then I will go and ask for it myself!

I don't see who in the entire Huanxi Sect dares not to give me face!"

Xiang Yun was simply unreasonable and arrogant, and the miscellaneous disciple was quite frightened. After all, Xiang Yun had a notorious reputation before, and even the eldest disciple Jingxie could not do anything about him.

Xiang Yun also saw this point. He could act tyrannically in the Huanxi Sect, and he didn't believe that these people would disturb Leng Menglu for a little bit of medicinal herbs.

With a golden medal of immunity from death, one will naturally act much more boldly.

The disciple ran to the warehouse in a panic. Xiang Yun's temper was too bad and he dared not disobey him. The best way now was to throw this problem away, blame it on others and stay out of it.

As soon as he saw the storehouse manager, he rushed forward with tears in his eyes, and told him all about how Xiang Yun had threatened him and how he was arrogant, and threatened: "Xiang Yun said that if you don't give it to me, he will come to our house, rob all the herbs in the storehouse, and throw you into the toilet to be used as fertilizer!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liang, the warehouse manager, was so angry that his teeth itched and his face turned red. He took the list angrily, and when he saw the herbs on it, his expression suddenly became unnatural.

Xiang Yun was practicing silently in the yard, and he discovered a very serious problem. He didn't know anything about spiritual energy cultivation before, and the reason he entered the practice was because he accidentally got the Ming Guang Armor, and the Great Sun Emperor Sutra in it allowed him to practice on his own.

By the time Xiang Yun discovered it himself, it was already too late. He could only practice according to the Great Sun Emperor Sutra, and he had no other choice.

But the situation is different now. His cultivation has been abolished, and the abilities of the Great Sun Emperor Sutra have disappeared without a trace. He has become an ordinary mortal. Does this mean that he can stop practicing the Great Sun Emperor Sutra and instead practice other techniques?

After figuring this out, Xiang Yun suddenly realized that he had fallen into a mental dead end. He only thought about how to repair his body, how to regain his cultivation talent and understanding, etc. However, he never thought that even without these things, he would not be able to cultivate and become stronger?

As someone who had once reached the Qianyuan realm, he could see far ahead and knew the essence of the existence of spiritual energy and how to advance to the next realm of cultivation.

Ever since he comprehended the heaven and earth and reached the Qianyuan realm, Xiang Yun understood one thing: the true strength of any strong person in this world does not come from any natural treasures, extraordinary talents or powerful skills.

What is truly powerful is the living being itself!

Just like the Sun Essence Fire, born from heaven and earth, it is stronger than all things in the world. No matter how strong others are in cultivation, they are still no match for the Sun Essence Fire that others have never cultivated.

Xiang Yun wondered, is the sun's fire really so unique and special, the only one in the world?

Xiang Yun thought about this question for a long time, and finally he came to the conclusion that, no, the sun's essence fire is not special at all, it is just one of the things in the universe.

In Xiang Yun's opinion, any living being or object in the universe can become extremely powerful. It has not yet been manifested because the living beings do not know how to manifest it. The sun's essence fire is simply manifested at birth.

Therefore, Xiang Yun felt that instead of seeking natural treasures and searching for powerful techniques to absorb energy from heaven and earth for cultivation, it would be better to cultivate oneself and study one's own strength so as to achieve true fundamental strength!

In this way, even if there is no spiritual energy between heaven and earth, he is still undoubtedly a strong man!

Improving oneself is easier said than done.

Xiang Yun kept thinking hard but had no clue at all. He recalled his perception, state and application of spiritual energy in every realm he reached.

Xiang Yun didn't know how many hours had passed in this state of meditation. Suddenly, he was awakened by a dull knock on the door, and came out of his state of meditation.

Xiang Yun frowned slightly. From the sound he knew someone was knocking on the gate outside. It seemed that a guest was arriving.