Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 22 Introspection and Bad News

The window reveals the dawn.

The sky is already pale.

Yulan was obviously very tired, she hugged the quilt and fell asleep, her posture was quite unsightly, and she even snored.

And the exhausted Yu Xian was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on the floor, a spiritual light burst out from above his head.

The magic power in his body was boiling endlessly, and there was some kind of strange reaction with the surrounding air. At first glance, it seemed that there was a faint white light covering him.

Although the aura in the mortal world is thin and not suitable for cultivation, it is clear that this situation does not apply to the golden finger.

The new mana growing in Yu Xian's body seemed to come from another dimension, not affected by the current environment at all.

Finally, he successfully broke through to the late stage of Qi training.

【Name: Yu Xian】

[Cultivation level: Qi training level seven (1/210)]

[Tao Companion: Magnolia (1/1)]

In the later stage of Qi training, apart from stronger mana and higher quality, the most notable feature is the separation of spiritual consciousness.

In the early stage of Qi training, the mana is condensed, and the spiritual consciousness is self-generated.

But the spiritual consciousness at this moment is still extremely weak, and it can only make the practitioner's eyes and ears sharper, and his perception sharper.

As the cultivation base gradually deepens, the spiritual consciousness also grows and grows along with it.

At the middle stage of Qi training, the spiritual consciousness can control itself and grasp its own situation anytime and anywhere, which is the method of inner vision.

If it is stronger, it can also use the physical body to extend the spiritual consciousness outside the body to achieve the effect of perspective.

Just like when I was gambling with stones in leisure time.

At this level, if you want to practice martial arts, then everyone is a martial arts genius.

Because the control of the essence and blood of the physical body can make them get twice the result with half the effort in the way of qi and blood, and make a huge difference in one day.

But not many cultivators are willing to practice martial arts again.

After all, mana runs and automatically tempers the body. It can also make the body stronger without practicing martial arts. Coupled with the existence of various powerful spiritual arts, martial arts has become an extremely weak existence.

That is to say, the aura in the mundane world is thin, and it is difficult to practice Qi, so there is a place for martial arts to survive.

And in the late stage of Qi training, spiritual knowledge is no longer an auxiliary force, but becomes one of the cores that keep pace with the mana in the body.

The spiritual consciousness, which could only be barely separated from the body, has successfully broken through the limitations of the physical body, and can wander outside the body wantonly, just like the third hand of a cultivator.

And it is also the third hand with its own 360-degree panoramic map.

The spiritual knowledge is released, and it is also the basis of the imperial weapon of the immortal cultivator.

The imperial weapon sounds very tall.

In fact, there is not much difference in essence from the martial artist holding a knife and lifting a sword, except that the hand holding the sword has become an invisible and intangible spiritual consciousness.

The distance from which the spiritual consciousness is released also means the distance from the imperial weapon.

From the beginning of Yu Xian to the late stage of Qi training, the distance to release his spiritual consciousness is less than ten meters. Within ten meters, he can control the magic weapon to move at will, and all movements can no longer be concealed from him.

If he wanted, he could see the action of an ant in the corner behind him without turning around.

His heart moved, and a teacup on the table about three or four meters away suddenly trembled, as if an invisible hand wanted to lift it up.

But when it was two centimeters away from the table, the force was released, and the teacup landed firmly on the table again.

"It seems that the power of pure spiritual consciousness is still too difficult to directly affect reality. No wonder it needs to be equipped with a magical weapon instead of just a random weapon."

Yu Xian thought to himself.

You must know that he was able to control a powerful mana hand and move a wooden box weighing hundreds of catties in the middle stage of Qi training before.

But now, driven purely by spiritual knowledge, he can't even hold a cup of tea.

Of course, one is to open and close, and the other is to embroider on tofu. The difficulty of the two is not the same.

He had also thought before that if his spiritual consciousness could be released and manipulated the sword to volley out of its sheath at will, wouldn't it be similar to a magic weapon.

It was only after experimenting now that he realized that there was still a long way to go before spiritual consciousness could affect reality.

Without the guidance of his predecessors, all his practice experience can only be carried out by himself.

But Yu Xian didn't think there was anything wrong.

Once there is a master sect, it means a large network of interpersonal relationships, and at the same time it means trouble.

The teacher has something to do, do you want to do it?
The sect is in trouble, do you want to help?
Once you do help, there will naturally be various chores, and even fight with others, and if you are not careful, you will die.

Although his life is a bit harsher and more difficult by himself now, and he can't even bear to use a piece of Lingshi, but he is better than being clean and worry-free.

Of course, the main thing is that he has a Taoist companion to help him, and he can practice step by step, without having as many troubles as ordinary immortal cultivators, so he is naturally worry-free.

A normal cultivator can only go further with the support of the elders of the master.

After Yu Xian's breakthrough, he did some introspection and found that he was very satisfied with his current life, so he decided to continue to maintain it.

"The seventh level of Qi training requires 210 cultivation points. According to the average progress of two points a day, I need more than three months, which is not too much."

"In this way, the cultivation points required for each level of realm are the sum of the previous two levels. According to this inference, it takes half a year to practice Qi at the eighth level, and it takes more than a year to train at the ninth level."

"Tsk tsk, before coming to the mortal world, who would have believed that I would be able to transform from a small character at the third level of qi training to a quasi-foundation master at the ninth level of qi training within three years.

The cheating life really doesn't need an explanation. "

"Time is up to me. I don't need to rush to fight for a moment. I still have to keep a low profile."

Yu Xian collected mana, and the restless breath gradually subsided, followed by a strong sense of exhaustion and drowsiness.

He couldn't help tapping his lower back.

That's right, it's clean, without a drop left.

Although he has reached the late stage of Qi training, he is still a mortal body, his body has never been extraordinary, and his waist naturally has the limit of ordinary people.

The eagerness to make a breakthrough this time has greatly overdrawn his happy life in the future.

"Made, you're almost bald."

Yu Xian stared down at a certain tuo, lost in thought.

Then he yawned, got up and went to bed, hugged Magnolia and fell asleep.

Originally, he planned to start refining magic weapons in one go, but now he can't.

……

The sunset is on the west mountain, leaving only the afterglow to reflect the sunset glow in the sky.

Yu Xian woke up drowsily, he habitually touched his side, but found nothing, only to realize that Yulan had already woken up.

"It seems that we still have to do what we can in the future. Although the wine is good, don't be greedy."

Yu Xian's mind was empty, he got out of bed, put on his shirt, stepped on clogs and went downstairs, and then saw Magnolia in the yard pulling Chen Yi to talk, with a worried look.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs, Yulan turned her head to look at the first time, and when she saw Yu Xian, she immediately called out to Master, ran happily, and threw herself into Yu Xian's arms.

"what happened?"

Yu Xian hugged Magnolia, still a little confused.

"Master, did you know? The Baibao Building was robbed and many people died. Fortunately, we didn't go today." Yulan looked scared and thankful.

(End of this chapter)