Cultivation begins with the Shen family

Chapter 78 Bleeding into the Body
Five days later, a galloping carriage was driven towards the majestic Biyun Mountain under the driving of the two family monks.

In this carriage, the boy sat quietly on the side, his black eyes curiously looking at the ever-changing scenery outside the carriage.

First he was familiar with the flat oasis, and then when the carriage came to the foot of the mountain, he saw extremely lush trees. Occasionally, there would be a flat field among the trees, and several figures were working hard in the field
When their carriage came to the halfway up the mountain, the surrounding environment also became lively, and the people who wore the same clothes as the two immortal masters stood by the side of the road and cast their gazes into their carriage.

Soon the carriage stopped, and the boy got out of the carriage first, followed by three figures behind him.

A little girl who looked about his age, a boy who looked younger than him, and a scruffy young man.

The boy who had just come down from the mountain looked curiously at the surrounding buildings that seemed to be the same as those at the bottom of the mountain, but he just faintly felt that the breath of the mountain made him feel very comfortable.

"You come with me!"

The two family monks looked at the four of them and said, and then led them to a quiet valley.

And when the group of them stepped into the valley, the sound of reading aloud immediately came to their ears, which was also mixed with the sound of the clear mountain spring flowing. The two sounds mixed together to form a beautiful piece of music.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a simple and elegant bamboo building standing there, next to it was a waterfall winding down from a high cliff.

Under the leadership of the two monks, the boy and others came slowly to the front of the bamboo building, looked up, and saw an ancient plaque hanging directly above the entrance.

"Thinking Hall."

Looking at the three vigorous characters on the plaque, the boy murmured thoughtfully.

Sibian hall is the place where family disciples receive enlightenment education. All family disciples who have been detected with spiritual roots have to go through six years of study here, and they can only leave if they meet the final examination results.

Here, the clan elders in the school will not only teach knowledge about family history, family precepts, and various clan rules and etiquette, but also teach basic knowledge about cultivation.

This knowledge can help those family children who have just touched the way of cultivation to adapt to family life faster, increase their sense of belonging to the family, and help them step into the road of cultivating immortals faster.

When the disciples of these families have stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, the elders of the school will start to teach other knowledge about spells, talismans, and alchemy, so that they can understand this mysterious world of cultivating immortals step by step.

Besides reading and studying every day, the children of these families also need to do chores such as chopping firewood, cooking and carrying water. Everything in this school needs to be done by themselves.

For these underage children, from the moment they leave their parents, they have to face the next life independently.

The boy waited for the arrival of the group, which immediately caught the eyes of the children who were in class in the bamboo building, and they looked at the former group curiously.

The oldest of these children is only twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest is only six or seven years old. They are all playful and active.

"You learn by yourself!"

On the podium, an elegant old man with white beard and hair said softly, and then walked towards a group of people outside the door.

"Uncle Thirteen!"

The two monks who had brought the boy and others over hurriedly bowed their hands to the oncoming old man.

The old man's name is Shen Xianglang, and he ranks thirteen in his generation. He has been fond of reading and writing, piano, chess, calligraphy and other elegant items since he was a child.

For many years, he has been staying in the family school, taking teaching and educating people as his lifelong pursuit.

"Uncle Thirteen, these four people are all mortals who have been detected to have spiritual roots, and we brought them to the Sibian Hall according to the usual practice."

Hearing this, Shen Xianglang nodded slightly, and then his kind eyes swept over the four boys standing there.

"What's the situation with this man?"

His eyes fell on the scruffy young man, and he asked in surprise.

"According to the town guard of that village, this person migrated from other places some time ago, and he is not a mortal from my Shen family, but the spiritual root was detected from his body by the spirit test plate."

The female cultivator spoke immediately.

"Take them down first to wash, change into school clothes, and then let them come to class."

When the four boys returned to the Sibian Hall again, they had a completely new look, and they all put on the school uniforms in the school, and each of them still held a thin book in their hands.

What is recorded in this book is the most basic method of entraining qi, which can help mortals with spiritual roots perceive the aura that exists around them.

Only when they can perceive the existence of spiritual energy, can they really step on the road of cultivating immortals.

On the seat, the boy looked at the book in his hand, and a flash of determination immediately flashed in his clear eyes.

In the following days, more than a dozen other ordinary people were sent to the school one after another, and began to lead a strange life, but at this time the boy had completely adapted to the life in the school.

When he was in class during the day, he listened carefully to the lectures of the clan elders, and carefully understood the various points about the Yin Qi formula.

Whenever he has free time, he will practice Yin Qi Art assiduously, hoping to feel the so-called spiritual energy in the mouth of the clan elders sooner.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed quietly.
In one room, the boy was sitting cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating on practicing the "Entraining Qi Jue" given by the clan elder.

Suddenly, a weak airflow appeared around his body, this airflow began to swim down his body, and then slowly entered into his body under the traction of the "Entraining Qi Jue".

At the same time, the boy felt that his body became extremely comfortable, as if a warm current was swimming through his body, and this warmth and numbness made him feel intoxicated.

Looking at his body again, streaks of red spiritual energy slowly gathered along the meridians in the boy's body towards a certain position three inches below his navel.

Over time, this red aura gathered more and more, and began to condense together.

"collapse"

With a muffled sound, the invisible shackles that originally bound the boy shattered.

The next moment, those red auras frantically gathered in the former's dantian, completely opening up the silent dantian.

At this moment, the boy felt that he had become extraordinarily light, as if his whole body had an illusion of floating, and he could already clearly feel the illusory spiritual energy around him entering his body.

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(End of this chapter)