Chapter 66: The Door to Cultivation

Li Yan's days of cultivation began. He made a cultivation plan for himself. Now he no longer cultivated secretly like he did in the military advisor's mansion. At that time, he felt a little hungry and full, but now he could devote himself to it.

In the cultivation room, Li Yan closed his eyes tightly, his face showed no sadness or joy, and he sat cross-legged on the bed. There was a faint black gas lingering outside his body. With his breath, the black gas outside his body expanded outward rhythmically, and then contracted, over and over again.

Li Yan was immersed in selfless cultivation at this moment. The faint black gas in his body slowly circulated along the meridians in his body. It took about half an hour to return to the Dantian purple bowel, and then injected into the water spirit tank. After each circle of operation, the black gas would have a tendency to deepen a little bit, and the mist in the spirit tank was also slowly rising.

After several hours, when he opened his eyes, Li Yan felt that his whole body was filled with a sense of power expansion. He now felt that if he met a Qi Condensation master like Senior Brother Seven, he would have the strength to fight. However, he knew that this was a false expansion caused by the vigorous spirit and some increase in strength after practice. If they really fought, he would probably be killed by one finger.

Guishui Zhenjing is indeed the most ancient and powerful inheritance in the fairy world. Those who can be chosen by it can practice the skills and complement each other. After each practice, he will feel that his strength has increased. Although this process is very slow, he can feel that the spiritual power tank in his body is slowly filling up.

Li Yan stretched out his hand, and the spiritual power was running. The next moment, his palm began to be covered with wisps of black air. He clenched his five fingers, and then punched out. The black air instantly condensed into a ball and shot out, making a deep muffled "hum" in the air. The next moment, there was a loud "bang", and the whole practice room was lit up with a blue-white light, and then it returned to silence.

Seeing this, Li Yan nodded with some satisfaction. His punch was not a magic trick, but a pure way to release spiritual power from the body. The target of the attack was the bamboo wall of the training room.

Speaking of this bamboo wall, it was also very strange. Li Yan accidentally discovered its difference a few days ago. After practicing that day, his spiritual power was full and he had a desire to break out of his body. Li Yan thought about trying to pour spiritual power into his hands. After several attempts, his palms were indeed covered with rich black spiritual power. Then he punched and tried to drive the spiritual power with his mind. However, he regretted it the next moment. Under his drive, the spiritual power actually left the body instantly, and the momentum was not weak. In the blink of an eye, it hit the blue-white bamboo wall two meters away heavily, making a heavy muffled sound.

Li Yan was shocked, thinking that this was going to be a disaster. Although the bamboo house might not collapse, it must be damaged. But then he saw a few blue-white spots on the wall flashing in the heavy sound, and then there was no movement. The wall was intact.

Li Yan stood up hurriedly and walked to the place where the spiritual power had just hit. He looked carefully and saw that the place was still blue-white and bright like the wall next to it. There was nothing wrong. He touched it with his hand, and the coolness of his fingertips penetrated his skin. After infusing his hand with spiritual power again, he pressed it down. Suddenly, the blue-white spots between his fingers lit up faintly.

It was as if his fingers were pressing on a very resilient bow, which made Li Yan feel the extraordinaryness of this bamboo house.

Next, he tried several other rooms, and the result was the same. After thinking for a while, Li Yan opened the gate and came to the bamboo forest outside the courtyard. He stood in front of a black bamboo as thick as an adult's arm, poured spiritual power into it again and punched it, but the next moment, the black bamboo flashed a few times with green crystal light, and then it split in half, which made Li Yan stunned.

The reason why he tried the walls of all the rooms in the courtyard just now was that he guessed that the bamboo house in the practice room might also be set up with a small formation, in order to prevent the practice room from being accidentally damaged during practice. After all, the magic power of the immortal cultivator is not a joke, but when he tried all the rooms, this idea was rejected because he found that the walls of all the rooms were so solid. In this way, it is impossible that the room was protected by a formation. Otherwise, there are so many courtyards containing a large number of rooms. If each room is set up with a formation, according to the introduction of the seventh senior brother and some ancient books he read some time ago, no sect can have such a big hand, including the four major sects.

Although he is not an old hand at cultivating immortals, he is no longer the ignorant rookie from a few days ago. Moreover, Senior Brother Seven also said that there were more than dozens of courtyards here before, and the number of rooms was several times more, which made him deny the possibility that each room would be set up with a small magic array.

Senior Brother Seven said that his fat master destroyed 70% to 80% of the courtyards in this area with a wave of his hand. Thinking about how he had almost used all his strength to hit the bamboo wall to make the light flash a few times, the earth-shaking power of the Jindan stage cultivator was beyond his imagination.

Since there was no small magic array, there was only one result, that is, this bamboo itself was a low-level spiritual weapon, which could resist the attack of the spiritual power of the immortal cultivator. But now, after looking at the broken black bamboo, he felt that it was not the case. After thinking about it, he came to another black bamboo, and then punched it again. After a crisp sound, the bamboo body only opened a few seams. Next, he tried it twice more, one bamboo was broken into pieces, and the other bamboo was intact.

Li Yan finally confirmed that although the bamboo used to build the house in the courtyard and the black bamboo outside the courtyard looked similar, there should be some differences, either in age, quality, or just looked the same. Because, in his previous experiments, he kept adjusting the strength of his spiritual power, and several results appeared after hitting, which showed that the black bamboo outside was at least a low-level spiritual object, and ordinary mortals should not be able to hurt it at all, but it was different from the one used to build the house.

To figure this out, it was not that Li Yan had nothing to do after eating, but it was a habit he had developed now, to always understand the things around him and put himself in a familiar environment. Any of these usually inconspicuous things could

save his life at a critical moment.

Li Yan looked at the bamboo wall of the practice room, and the blue-white light flashed, which was much stronger than the few light spots in the previous few days, which showed that his spiritual power had grown quite fast in the past few days.

He stood up, pushed the door and came to the courtyard. After standing still, he concentrated for a moment, raised his hands, and made a hand seal in front of his chest with some awkwardness, muttering something in his mouth. After a dozen breaths, a small piece of dark cloud slowly gathered in the air a few feet in front of his head, but the dark cloud was only the size of two adult palms, which was quite funny.

The two poor little dark clouds slowly began to darken in color and kept surging, and it seemed to be getting more and more violent, but in the next moment, there was a "puff" sound, as if someone suddenly felt refreshed and relaxed, and the air in front of Li Yan's head was a cloud of smoke.

But Li Yan had no expression on his face, just standing there thinking, and after a while he raised his hands again, and the spell sounded again in a low voice.

This is the "Cloud and Rain Technique" that Li Yan has been practicing recently. He did not start practicing other attacking techniques first. The reason is very simple. It is based on his own needs. Although the place where he lives is not far from the nearby water source, it is always inconvenient to use it every time, whether it is washing or daily use. The other day, I heard from Brother Seven that when the body of a cultivator is dirty, he only needs to perform the "Dust Cleansing Technique", or after a "Cloud and Rain Technique", use spiritual power to steam the body and clothes.

When he was in the Collection Pavilion, he wanted to get a kind of immortal technique of this kind. After all, immortal cultivators are also human beings, and they also need it in their daily life. However, the progress of the practice in the past few days did not satisfy him. This morning, he went to find the senior brother to get advice from him. However, the senior brother was said to have drunk too much after they parted at the gate of the courtyard that day. After the red-dressed beauty left Changting in a slightly drunk and charming manner, this handsome and overly handsome senior brother even squatted on the ground and retched for a long time. However, the cultivators are strong and their digestive systems are also excellent. He did not vomit at all. In the end, he had to announce that he would be in seclusion for a period of time with a green face. Now the affairs of the sect are presided over by the fourth senior sister Miao Wangqing.

Li Yan originally wanted to ask about cultivation, but now he couldn't ask. He didn't want to consult the fourth senior sister who was in charge about cultivation. It was not that he thought this senior sister was not good, but he had never been alone with that girl since he was a child, and he also heard from the servants that the fourth senior sister was not in a good mood these days and pouted all day. Then let him go to the fat master to ask questions. Li Yan felt a little guilty. He always felt that this young and somewhat overly fat master seemed to be able to see through his thoughts at a glance. And when he saw this fat master, he always overlapped with Master Ji unconsciously.

As for the other senior brothers and sisters, he was not familiar with them. In this case, he had to go to the seventh senior brother again. Lin Daqiao was in the peak and did not practice. This was because he was now accumulating strength to impact the foundation-building period. Wei Chongran had also

given him foundation-building pills or other auxiliary pills. He was waiting for an opportunity. For such a breakthrough, it was not only necessary to have a deep accumulation of mana and powerful auxiliary pills, but also a very important mentality. Now he was slowly looking for that glimmer of inspiration.

Seeing Li Yan coming, he was very happy. He had not practiced recently. On weekdays, he either walked around the other peaks or wandered around Xiaozhu Peak, but he had never found that glimmer of opportunity. With the arrival of Li Yan, he found someone to talk to. Maybe it would be okay to get that glimmer of opportunity in this conversation.

Knowing the intention of Li Yan's coming, he was naturally overjoyed. For such ordinary immortal arts that were everywhere on the street and did not involve the secrets of his own skills, he was still very happy to help him solve his doubts.

The immortal arts were mainly formed through the combination of spells, seals, and the activation of spiritual power. But this was only for novices who had just entered the door of immortal arts. For masters, when they practiced an immortal art to perfection, they did not need to recite spells at all, nor could they see any seals. They could send it out as soon as they raised their hands. What's more, the immortal art was completed with just one thought.

So he carefully explained to Li Yan the characteristics of "Yunyushu" and its commonalities with other immortal arts, and asked Li Yan to pay attention to some matters when practicing. He also explained the timing of the combination of seals, spells, and spiritual power, etc., which made Li Yan suddenly enlightened and saw the light. He believed that through this lesson, he could not only avoid many detours, but also learn by analogy when practicing other immortal arts in the future. This made him like the seventh senior brother with an eccentric personality even more, so after asking for his advice, he chatted with him for another half an hour, and finally said goodbye while Lin Daqiao was still talking about sex.

In the following days, Li Yan went out to get some food from the chores once every ten days or half a month, and the rest of the time he practiced hard day and night. He was still a beginner and could not practice hard in seclusion for a long time, not to mention that the food of mortals was more delicious and useful than the fasting pills.

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Time was the most unpredictable, and the days passed quickly in the fulfilling practice, but it was difficult to see the change of seasons in Xiaozhu Peak. Except for carefully watching the color of bamboo leaves change from tender green to dark ink, or seeing the spring bamboo shoots emerging from the bamboo forest, you will know the change of seasons and the change of sun and moon here.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed. On this day, the gate of the bamboo courtyard where Li Yan lived opened, and a passage appeared in the rolling white mist. Li Yan slowly came out from inside in a dark green robe.

At this time, Li Yan was much taller than he was half a year ago. Fifteen or sixteen-year-old children are growing up. The hair on the corners of his mouth has begun to become darker and thicker, and his shoulders seem wider. He was originally taller than his peers, and now he looks more mature through cultivation. The childishness on his face has faded a lot, but his ordinary appearance still does not have the agility of a cultivator.

At this moment, Li Yan frowned, looking worried. After leaving the courtyard, he turned and walked towards the top of the mountain behind.