mysterious forerunner

Chapter 11 Pilot Version Cultivation Method
Zhang Qingxiang also thought, after reading the guide, will his father doubt himself after the mission is over?
I definitely won't admit it.

Asking is a coincidence.

Could he still hang his own son up and torture him?
Zhang Ruiqian sighed secretly and clicked on the link.

The story is not complicated.

In an era where all people practice spiritual practice, hidden and unknown dangers lurk in every corner of the city.

The protagonist is a passionate young man who has just embarked on the path of spiritual practice, and has worked hard to get into a special department similar to the Public Security Bureau.

The first mission of their team was to a secret room shop where seven mysterious deaths occurred one after another.

But as soon as the entire group entered the secret room to explore, a powerful "mystery" split the void and surrounded them.

Subsequently, the team members encountered various powerful enemies and soon suffered heavy casualties.

The protagonist has an unknown skill called "Spiritual Eyes".

At the critical moment, the protagonist opens his "spiritual eyes" and finally sees through that everything is actually an illusion.

It was an illusion created by a "six-eyed cricket", which actually caused the team members to kill each other.

The protagonist found the hiding place of the six-eyed cricket, killed it, and then awakened his teammates who were lost in the illusion, helping each other out of the spiritual dimension secret room.

"Mediocre."

"Vulgar."

"Dirty people's eyes."

Zhang Ruiqian scratched his chin with his thick fingers, feeling really unhappy.

But the wolfberry health tea in front of me was still steaming.

"time to eat--"

Ye Shumin's voice came, and both father and son secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Shumin's cooking skills are indeed good, and the father and son devoured the food.

Zhang Qingxiang went to wash the dishes hungry.

After that, Zhang Ruiqian avoided his son until he went to bed; Zhang Qingxiang did not ask his father what he thought of his "work".

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, when his parents were fast asleep, Zhang Qingxiang tiptoed into his parents' bedroom and stuffed the jade ring into his father's hands.

The sleeping father subconsciously tightened his grip.

Jade Gangmao was slowly warmed by his father's generous palm, and suddenly bloomed a rich but not strong dark red color, melting into a jade liquid that looked like magma.

It rolled around on Zhang Ruiqian's palm and blended into his body layer by layer.

Zhang Qingxiang quietly exited and breathed a sigh of relief.

Early the next morning, Zhang Qingxiang sneaked out of the house before dawn.

I didn’t even dare to have breakfast at home.

My father unknowingly fused the occupational source material, so he would definitely be "caught off guard" for various changes in his body.

Zhang Qingxiang knew something would happen, but he didn't know it would be such a big deal.

In the morning, Ye Shumin woke up lazily, and Zhang Ruiqian asked earnestly from under the quilt: "Which clothes do you want to wear today? Let me get it for you."

"The purple dress."

Zhang Ruiqian got up and pulled at the wardrobe. The wardrobe fell over.

I suppressed my wife.

Zhang Ruiqian was dumbfounded. A man weighing two hundred pounds had weak knees...

Zhang Qingxiang went to class as usual, and there were also office workers in a hurry on the way.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But Zhang Qingxiang knew that the influence of pan-cultivation would accelerate and penetrate unknowingly. When people sensed its arrival, they suddenly discovered that the original order had long been fragmented.

Zhang Qingxiang sat in the last row of the classroom, close to the back door, so he could leave at any time if he had something to do.

He was not listening to the lectures, but practicing. "Cultivation" is of course the most important core issue in the era of pan-cultivation.

But how to "cultivate" was a worldwide problem in the early days of the era of general practice.

Countless countries around the world have made countless attempts.

The Chinese practices of breath control, transportation, and meditation, as well as the white elephant's asceticism and meditation, were all once popular.

Ancient countries with a history of more than two thousand years can find some "methods" of practice.

It's just that these methods turned out to be incorrect.

Even officials in Western countries have believed for a long time that there is no method of cultivation at all. If you want to get promoted, the only way is to enter the "mysterious scene".

After coming out of the mysterious scene, your strength will increase accordingly based on your contribution.

But in the seventh year after the era of pan-cultivation began, Eastern researchers with China as the core came up with the first "cultivation method."

It was quickly confirmed to be true and effective by various countries.

Since then, the cultivation method has been continuously improved, but it has always been with Chinese researchers as the core driving everything.

Before Zhang Qingxiang was killed in battle, the publicly released "National Cultivation Method" had reached its ninth edition.

The military and other departments have more sophisticated "elite versions".

What Zhang Qingxiang is currently using is the "pilot version" specially provided within the Secret Security Bureau. It is more radical and difficult to control, but the effect is far better than the other two versions.

In the era of general practice, the only source of power is the "secret world".

Communicate with the secret world, and then use the vortex of power to introduce the mysterious factors in the "secret world" into itself.

These mysterious factors are energy.

Only a vortex of power cannot draw power in the ordinary world.

"Mysterious scenes" are actually some special parts of the secret world.

However, humans did not discover the existence of the "secret world" until six years after the spiritual wave impact.

One year after its discovery, the practice came out.

In this life, with the existence of Zhang Qingxiang, the cultivation method can be released seven years earlier.

"But," Zhang Qingxiang said secretly, "there is no need to share it with other countries so early!"

In the later stage, if someone pays a high enough price, you can consider selling the civilian first and second editions to them.

In the last life, because practitioners all over the world were competing for the "mysterious factor" in the secret world, the progress of spiritual practice in the later period was extremely slow.

But now... After the "bridge" between Zhang Qingxiang and the secret world has been built, the vast and endless mysterious factors, large and small, are floating around, no one is fighting for them, no one is robbing them, and they can do whatever they want.

As soon as Zhang Qingxiang's twelve-level vortex opened, mysterious factors rolled in!

"This is a blue ocean!" Zhang Qingxiang was happy.

After one class, Zhang Qingxiang felt that his progress was worth experiencing a large-scale scene in his previous life!
"In three days at most, I can be promoted to the second level [Chaofeng]!"

Zhang Qingxiang was ambitious when he suddenly felt something strange. He opened his eyes and saw:
A tall, slender figure slipped in through the back door of the classroom, tiptoeing like an animated character—it turned out to be Ye Yousheng!
Zhang Qingxiang's expression was confused. Even though he clearly refused, the Ye family apparently still found someone to investigate him.

But at this time, Ye Yousheng's hair was dry, his eyes were extremely dark, his skin was dark yellow, his face was haggard, and his body showed endless weakness and exhaustion.

It is completely different from the previous image of a young and beautiful girl.

She noticed Zhang Qingxiang's displeasure, but she had no choice.

She timidly came to Zhang Qingxiang and huddled down, like a trembling kitten in the cold winter.

"I'm so tired..." she said softly, "I have nightmares whenever I close my eyes."

"Let me take a nap, just take a nap, I'm really too tired..."

Zhang Qingxiang felt soft in his heart. After all, she was not the "Blood-clothed Guanyin" who had committed atrocities in her previous life. In this life, she was just a poor girl who had experienced a terrible disaster and was disturbed by nightmares and couldn't sleep.

When Ye Yousheng saw that Zhang Qingxiang did not refuse, he braved the courage and quietly moved closer. The tip of his small nose was right against Zhang Qingxiang's arm, sniffing his breath, and a sense of security quickly spread throughout his body.

Her eyelids fell, and soon she began to snore softly.

(End of this chapter)