Immortal cultivation

It was the middle of April, late spring.

At night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The young Wang Qi was meditating in the courtyard under the moonlight.

At this time, the moon was high in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone into the courtyard, reflecting the scene in the courtyard.

This was the backyard of a big house, about 200 square meters, but it was neglected. The three paths were deserted, and there were no pines or chrysanthemums.

There was some freshly dug soil on the ground, and there were some shallow trenches about an inch wide. It was obvious that they had just been dug.

However, the owner of this courtyard didn't dig the soil to plant flowers.

Under the moonlight, it could be seen that there was a thin layer of cinnabar in the trenches, and the entire trench formed a strange pattern.

There was even a large piece of jade at the junction of the pattern.

This was a basic Spirit Gathering Array, a common array used by low-level cultivators in Shenzhou. It had been a classic for 70,000 years, but it wasn't a great array, just a simple elementary array. It could gather spiritual energy to a small extent, and it was just enough for Wang Qi, who had just started 

to feel spiritual energy.

Due to the effect of the Spirit Gathering Array, Wang Qi could see the mixed spiritual energy around him with his eyes closed.

Permanently taking a trace of spiritual energy into one's body and refining it into one's own magical power, this was the first step of cultivation, and also the first step of seizing the fortune of heaven and earth.

Traces of spiritual energy naturally flowed into Wang Qi's body.

Not long after, the concentration of spiritual energy in Wang Qi's body reached its peak.

Suddenly, Wang Qi's hand seals changed, and he raised his head and opened his mouth, like a toad swallowing the sky, and took a deep breath.

This breath was like sucking a pound of ice cold liquor into his stomach. Although it was cool and refreshing, there was another kind of mellow power spreading throughout his body!

Wang Qi's mind was focused, and he tried to control this spiritual energy. At the same time, he jumped up and performed a set of fist techniques as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

This fist technique was not an ordinary fist technique.

If it was used for bravery and ruthlessness in a fight, perhaps it would not be as good as a scoundrel's crop technique. However, the youth knew that rather than calling it a fist technique, it would be better to call it a guiding technique, a training of Qi.

The fist technique not only guided Wang Qi's body, but also guided the spiritual energy in his body. Under the guidance of the fist technique, the spiritual energy unwillingly flowed in Wang Qi's meridians, and was gradually transformed.

Gradually, the spiritual energy began to obey Wang Qi's commands!

After finishing a set of punches, Wang Qi was able to manipulate the spiritual energy as if it was his own arm. In his inner vision, the spiritual energy was no longer mixed in color, but pure black.

This was magical power!

The cultivation realms were divided into Revolving Reflection, Enlightened, Inedia, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Spirit Severing, Unity and Mahayana.

Among them, the three realms of Revolving Reflection, Enlightening, and Inedia were collectively known as the "Spirit Body". It was a step that changed the foundation of one's body, paving the way for cultivation.

At this step, the cultivator's body and bones would gradually become stronger. If they did not suffer the calamity of war, they could live up to 120 years old.

However, due to the lack of magic power, it could only be considered as a trial version of cultivation.

And the symbol of the Qi Refining Stage is the cultivation of magical power.

Wang Qi could sense a black Qi flow in his body through his inner vision. This signified that he had stepped onto the Great Dao of Immortal Cultivation and that immortality was within reach.

Wang Qi was originally a cheerful person. After sensing the strand of magic power in his body, he revealed a trace of excitement and immediately began to play with the power.

But after playing with it for a while, his expression became one of disgust.

At this time, the jade ring on Wang Qi's hand vibrated imperceptibly twice. A cold feeling extended from the ring and pierced his head.

Then, an old voice sounded in Wang Qi's mind: "Magical power protection, natural strength, strength comparable to a bull, speed comparable to a galloping horse.

Do you have any other dissatisfaction? "

Wang Qi curled his lips: "Three years of bitter cultivation and this is all I can do, I feel a bit of a loss … … The money I spent on medicinal herbs and cinnabar could buy a lot of cattle and horses.

In addition, if I use machinery to connect the power of water, even ten bulls can't compare. "

The old man was angry: "Little rascal, what are you talking about!

Those external forces can be compared to the Immortal Dao?

Don't forget, every bit of the Immortal Dao is your own! "

"Every trick to domesticate animals, as well as the design of mechanisms, are all the accumulated wisdom of predecessors. Could it be that wisdom is also an external force?"

"Little rascal, where do you get so much nonsense?"

Seeing the attitude of the old man in the ring, Wang Qi did not say anything. Instead, he fell to the ground and casually said: "Boring."

This is probably the biggest cognitive gap between a technological civilization and an Immortal Dao civilization?

The young man though somewhat helplessly.

It had been fourteen years since he transmigrated from Earth to this world, and he had already accepted the fact that he had transmigrated. He was no longer as desperate as he was in the first few years.

However, he still could not change the way he thought in his previous life.

In his previous life, Wang Qi came from a place called Earth. Because of an accident, his soul transmigrated into the body of a baby in Shenzhou.

Wang Qi's life in this life could not be considered too smooth.

His father was congenitally deficient and passed away early. His mother died in childbirth, and he was raised by his grandfather.

His grandfather felt his grandson's life experience and named him "Qi".

The Wang family was considered a landlord, and their family was well-off. Although there was no strong labor in the family, they still lived comfortably.

However, if they did not enter the Immortal Dao, they could not avoid a handful of yellow soil.

Old man Wang and his grandson enjoyed a few years of family life, and then passed away without illness or disaster.

However, things took a turn for the better on the day of Wang Qi's grandfather's burial.

When he was building his grandfather's grave, he dug out a ring from the soil — Wang Qi, as a transmigrator, should have had a cheat.

That night, he had a dream.

In the dream, he sat across from an old man in a black robe.

"You said that your name is Zhen Chanzi, and you are the head of a sect in ancient times. In a sect extermination disaster, your body and Nascent Soul were destroyed, and your remnant soul hid in this ring to survive. Now, you want to take me in.

So that one day, I can help you rebuild your body? "

When Wang Qi asked this question, his face was full of disbelief.

The old man in the black robe was very satisfied with Wang Qi's expression.

However, he did not know that what Wang Qi cared about and what he thought were two completely different things.

Damn, this is one of the standard things for transmigrators. Didn't the old man in the ring say that it was not popular in recent years? Which lousy author came up with this melodramatic plot …

These words churned in Wang Qi's heart for a long time.

In short, Wang Qi's path to immortality had begun.

At the beginning of his cultivation, Wang Qi suspected that he was the protagonist of a lousy novel.

The spiritual body stage was the best to distinguish human talent.

If one's talent was slightly inferior, they would need to borrow the power of pills to improve. If they did not have the help of elders, they would need to spend decades grinding.

But Wang Qi?

From the beginning of his cultivation, he had not taken a single pill, and his cultivation was comparable to that of the true disciples of the ancient sects mentioned by Zhen Chanzi.

Could it be that mortal cultivation was no longer popular?

If my talent was heaven-defying and I had an old man in the ring, then no matter how I thought about it, I should have a fiancée knocking on my door to break off the engagement!

However, the Wang family had not developed for eighteen generations, so it was unlikely that there would be a young lady from a second-rate family with a bit of wealth who would be betrothed to him.

Arranged marriage before they were born?

Haha, the mother he had never met was a child bride he bought. How could he have a good friend who would betray the future generations?

However, no matter how much Wang Qi slandered his clichéd and unoriginal life, his path to immortality began smoothly.

The old man in the ring sighed. "You clearly have exceptional talent, so why aren't you willing to work hard?"

The old man was slightly angry. "If you cultivate the path of immortality, you can live as long as heaven and earth, move mountains and fill seas with one hand, and show your divine skills in front of people and be admired by tens of thousands.

If you are naturally compassionate and love to be a good person, you can create a Buddha in tens of thousands of homes with a single thought. If you are fond of killing, you can kill a person in ten steps and leave no trace behind for a thousand miles. In short, you can do whatever you want in the world … "

"Tsk."

The young man snorted at the old man's words. "I have seen things that you cultivators can't believe …"

The battleship was burning at the edge of Orion; C-rays were shining in the darkness near the stargate. All of these will be buried in the torrent of time, like tears in the rain … Wang Qi silently recited the lines of Blade Runner in his heart.

The old man was amused. "I have climbed to the top of Kunlun, toured Pegasus, went down the Tianjiang River, and went up against it. I have also entered the Qing Ming, dived into the Nine Underworlds, and even went as far as the outer seas.

Is there anything in the world that I have not seen? "

What a country bumpkin … Wang Qi thought.

This is equivalent to people on Earth stepping on Mount Everest, swimming through Guilin, going down the Yangtze River, going up against the Yellow River, and finally taking a plane and diving into the Mariana Trench?

It is something that can be done with a little money and a little physical strength.

Old man, you want to talk to me about knowledge?

You want to talk to me about experience?

I have traveled between the most distant planets, I have witnessed the birth of the Black Sun, I have witnessed all the dark energy that exists in the real world … Well, this is the Dark Temple of Zeratul, but I have at least seen the game's CG, right?

Wang Qi spat out jokes that no one could understand in his heart. Soon, he felt bored and stared at the moon in a daze.

Seeing Wang Qi like this, the old man in the ring sighed. "You obviously have peerless talent, why are you not willing to work hard?"

"The two words I hate the most in my life are 'work hard' and 'do your best,'" Wang Qi said lightly. "I am only willing to do what I like to do.

If it wasn't for longevity, I would be too lazy to cultivate immortality. "

The old man snorted. "You are already a teenager, why are you still thinking about playing all day long like a child?

Besides, what can't you play with when your cultivation is high? "

Wang Qi retorted, "Do you know what I like to play?"

The old man said, "Why don't you tell me, what do you like?

I don't see you having any hobbies other than jesting. "

Wang Qi was stunned by the question.

He looked at the full moon and fell into deep thought.

"Do you still need to ask?" In the end, Wang Qi looked at the sky and said with a smile, "Don't you want to live for excitement?"

Not far away, a girl in red was looking in Wang Qi's direction and said in a low voice, "Unexpected situation, a worm here has advanced to Qi Refinement, Senior Brother."

In the void, a man's voice came, "Be careful, what you are doing now involves a legendary mighty, don't let your guard down."

The girl trembled and then said, "Are we the same kind of people?"

"I can't say." The man paused and asked again, "What is the worm you are talking about?"

"What else can it be?

A remnant of the ancient method. "

The man pondered for a moment. "According to your discovery … Come back first.

Let's change to a gentler method.