Chen Changsheng could sense the hustle and bustle of the Wudang Sect through his psychic power.
After a year of cultivation, he was now at the third level of Qi Refinement, only half a foot away from the fourth level, and had activated his Psyche Power.
He could clearly see the veins on every leaf, he could see the limbs of ants on the ground, he could hear the breathing of small beasts more than ten meters underground, he could feel the conversation between the two disciples just now, he could…
Qi Cultivation, Mind Cultivation, Foundation Establishment Divine Sense.
After forming one's Psyche Power, not only did one's five senses increase greatly, but one also began to observe the world with a magical sixth sense.
Within the range of Chen Changsheng's Psychic Energy, he could clearly observe all living things and objects.
He could even see the invisible spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Wudang Mountain was just the location of a sect. The environment was good, and it was located deep in the mountains, suitable for meditation.
However, Chen Changsheng could sense with his spiritual energy that the top of Wudang Mountain was covered in a white Qi.
The higher he looked, the denser the white gas was!
"Ge Hong wrote the book 'Bao Pu Zi' and believed that the mountain forest was a place for Daoists to hide and concoct medicine. There is no Tao in the mountains and forests, but those who practice Tao must enter the mountains and forests. If you really want to stay away from the smell of fish and mutton, you can live in peace and quiet here.”
Chen Changsheng sighed.
This white gas was naturally the spiritual energy absorbed by the immortal cultivators.
This meant that spiritual energy did not exist far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. It could only exist by relying on the earth vein, feng shui, and other places.
Generally speaking, a good place with good Feng Shui was very famous.
Therefore, there were many legends in the world that there were immortals, gods, and ancient Buddhas in famous mountains. It was precisely because spiritual energy could only be found in these places.
"That is why the ancient Daoists would enter the famed mountains to cooperate with the divine medicine.”
Chen Changsheng shook his head, a tinge of relief in his heart.
If he hadn't joined Wudang Mountain, he would've been stuck at home all this time and realized that he didn't have any spiritual energy…
Chen Changsheng did not dare to imagine that awkward scene, so he lightly smiled.
"It's just that the progress of the path of immortal cultivation is slower and slower, and the spiritual energy required is increasing.”
"Without the help of pills and spiritual formations, it will be difficult for us to advance.”
"We still have to prepare early."
As Chen Changsheng pondered over serious matters, he opened the system.
Host: Chen Changsheng.
[Age: 16]
[Lifespan: 60]
[Realm: Qi Refinement Level 3]
[Cultivation Method: Pure Yang Qi Refinement Art]
[Martial Arts: Soft Palm, Cloud Ladder]
[Deduction Points: 600]
[Deduction Points require Deduction Knowledge Points. You can obtain Deduction Knowledge Points from reading martial arts books and changing fate.]）
Chen Changsheng rested his chin on his hand, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Once he broke through to the fourth stage of Qi Refinement, it would mean that the Pure Yang Qi Refinement Art he had previously deduced had come to an end.
The cultivation technique he had deduced previously had only reached the fourth level of Qi Refinement.
Regardless of whether he wanted to continue cultivating or to deduce Array Dao or Pill Dao, he needed to consume deduction points.
However, another problem appeared. Compared to those century-old sects, the Wudang Sect did not have enough foundation and martial arts manuals.
The amount of deduction points he could get from reading martial arts manuals was also decreasing. If he wanted to obtain deduction points, he had to consider how to obtain a large number of martial arts manuals.
"You can read martial arts books and change your luck to obtain deduction knowledge points.”
Chen Changsheng suddenly noticed this system prompt and immediately fell into deep thought.
"What is luck? From a small individual to a large court, they all had their own luck.
If he could change it, wouldn't he be able to obtain deduction points?”
Chen Changsheng's heart stirred, and he immediately had an idea.
He was still a step away from Zhang Sanfeng with his physical body alone. He could not be considered the top in the game.
? After using Spirit Power to strengthen himself, his strength would far surpass that of a martial artist. It was just that two fists would find it hard to fight against four hands.
He was naturally no match for the imperial court's army, but he had to take things one step at a time. With his current strength, wouldn't it be easy to start with the simple things?
Recently, there was nothing more valuable than the Nine Yang Sutra.
The white ape in the valley had a sutra in its stomach.
Zhang Wuji relied on the Nine Yang Sutra to achieve great success in his inner force. The fate contained in it was simply too much!
More importantly, the Nine Yang Scripture could not only change one's luck but was also a secret manual. It was definitely the best choice for replenishing one's deduction points.
He had to prepare to go down the mountain.
Just as he was thinking this…
A ripple suddenly appeared in his heart. His Psyche Power sensed a few familiar auras coming from outside the mountain gate and approaching.
"Senior Brother?"
……
"Greetings, six uncles."
The disciple guarding the back of the mountain hurriedly stood up and bowed.
"Qingwei, I heard that your Martial Uncle hasn't eaten a grain of rice for three months?”
Mo Shenggu's expression was slightly impatient, and he looked travel-worn.
The other five were not much better off. Their sweat-soaked hair stuck to their foreheads, and the hairpin on their heads was tilted to one side.
"Replying to Martial Uncle. Martial Uncle Chen had indeed been sitting there without moving. He had not eaten or drunk for three months. However, it's not a big deal. It's Martial Uncle who asked us not to send food.”
The disciple's eyes were filled with reverence.
These words made Song Yuanqiao and the others heave a sigh of relief.
They had left the mountain for a year. When they returned to Xiangyang Prefecture, they heard that their junior brother had fasted for three months.
Even though he was skeptical, he was still worried.
Hence, he rushed back.
Now that he heard his disciple's words, his worries subsided slightly, but at the same time, he thought of another matter.
"Master's birthday is in a month. I wonder if little junior brother will be able to come out of seclusion?”
Zhang Cuishan whispered.
The other five couldn't help but frown.
"It's fine. Little junior brother must not be disturbed in his seclusion. If he really couldn't make it in time, he believed that his master would understand and fill in the lyrics for his junior brother first.”
Song Yuanqiao held a painting in his hand. He had originally agreed to use the painting as a birthday gift for his master.
Before they came back, they were thinking of drawing a stroke each and getting Zhang Cuishan to write a poem.
Now, it seemed that Little Junior Brother could only fill in a poem like Yu Daiyan, who had yet to return.
Everyone was about to leave helplessly.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the minds of the six people at the same time.
"Senior brothers, I'm out of seclusion. Come up.”
The disciple guarding the mountain was surprised. Why did the bodies of the few Martial Uncles suddenly freeze?
Zhang Cuishan was stunned for a long time. He suddenly looked around, but there was no one there.
Beside him, Yin Liting stuttered,""Just... That voice just now, why…How did it appear in my mind?"
Song Yuanqiao and the others also had incomparably astonished expressions.
"I know! This is definitely a secret sound transmission technique."
Mo Shenggu's eyes flashed with a few wisps of light, as if he had everything under control.
How did you know?
Everyone rolled their eyes, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.
" It's rumored that during the Northern Song Dynasty, a villain surnamed Duan was good at using the Secret Voice-sending Technique to help the Spiritual Vulture Palace Master, Xu Zhu, in his early years…"
Song Yuanqiao recalled the rumors and explained to everyone.
Only then did they understand. At the same time, they were shocked and gratified for their junior brother.
With such an outstanding junior brother, it would be a great honor to say it out!
"Wudang is in high spirits."
Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard and laughed loudly as he took a step forward.
"Let's go. We haven't seen each other for a year. Today, we can finally take a good look at our little junior brother.”
Ps: This book was designed to be a place with good Feng Shui to have spiritual energy, and spiritual energy consumption could not be replenished.
Therefore, the spiritual energy would be absorbed sooner or later. For the main character, this spiritual energy was enough for the moment, but it would be a drop in the bucket for the future.
Therefore, after the main character had the strength in the early stages of the book, there would definitely be a recovery of reiki in the later stages, allowing the world to advance.
Only then would there be spiritual energy for the main character to cultivate.
After obtaining spiritual energy, he imagined that he would bring the world to invade the myriad worlds. Of course, this depended on the opinions of the readers.
In addition, the first day of this book is so bleak. I think the review tickets for flowers are not worth mentioning compared to the works of the same period. I hope everyone will support it. Olly gave it to him!
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