Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 259: The amazing effect of immortal energy, disaster
Looking at the sky full of stars above his head, Chu Zheng was a little dazed for a moment.

There are a total of five hundred sources of energy. Not to mention how much energy is needed to extract and transform them, just transforming the resources and treasures of these sources of energy will also cost a lot.

Fortunately, Chu Zheng still had a lot of fairy jades and various fragments on him. These five hundred origin energies were not too difficult to obtain. It just took some time.

The Emperor's Jade Disk is a very rare treasure that can assist in spiritual practice and is also a treasure for self-protection.

The repair panel can no longer provide Chu Zheng with the support it did before. He now needs a strong enough spiritual object to protect himself.

In addition, the most important thing is that he must deal with his own calamity.

Chu Zheng is surrounded by calamity, and he has already felt it in his heart. He will surely be faced with a calamity in the next few days, and it is impossible to predict whether it will be a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

The few days were too tight. It was too late for me to transform myself to experience the calamity. I had to save myself.

Actually, apart from the first time, this catastrophe was the first time that his true self was truly and consciously preparing to overcome the catastrophe.

After pondering for a while, Chu Zheng pulled out his own panel and took a look.

[Name: Chu Zheng]

[Cultivation: Refining Qi: Initial stage of Return to Void Realm, Immortal Path: Initial stage of Immortal Tribulation Realm (first stage)]

[Root Bone: Yin Yang Immortal Bone (Super Grade), Five Elements Spirit Body]

[Kung Fu: Record of the Eternal True Tribulation Treasures (Level 10), Taixuan Divine Fire Sutra (Level 8)...]

[Magic Powers: Return to the Origin (10th level), Gathering Qi to Repair the Sky (9th level), Imitation of Heaven and Earth (9th level), Shrinking the Earth into an Inch (9th level), Turning the Sky Back (9th level), Samadhi True Fire (9th level), Swallowing Stars (9th level), Moving Stars and Changing Constellations (9th level), Escaping the Sky with Five Elements (8th level)...]

[Talents: Spirit Eye (Level 7), Soul Capture (Level 7), Wandering in the Sky (Level 7), Soul Stealing (Level 7)]

[Repairman: Level 132 (16000/)]

[Remaining number of repairs for the day: 5]

[Currently repairable: Emperor Jade Bi (0/500)]

All innate supernatural powers have been enhanced as one's cultivation level has increased.

Looking at the panel, Chu Zheng frowned slightly. The number of repairs had increased. After coming to this world, the number of repairs had remained at about three times.

After entering the Immortal Tribulation Secret Realm, the number of repairs changed, increasing by two.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Zheng took out the broken jade disk, absorbed a wisp of original energy, and used up one repair chance.

The next moment, his body shook slightly. The original energy in his palm was still there, but a considerable part of the immortal power transformed from his body was lost.

Looking at this scene, Chu Zheng's eyes condensed instantly. Just as he had speculated a long time ago, the existence of the repair panel was more like a magical power. He could activate it with his own strength, but there were limitations.

The relationship between him and the repair panel has reversed. Previously, the repair panel absorbed spiritual energy to help him, but now, he needs his own spiritual power to activate the panel.

The number of repairs that can be refreshed daily has never been limited. When his cultivation is strong enough, perhaps he will discover more uses.

After calming his thoughts, Chu Zheng took out the spiritual jade book, looked at the jade page which was as empty as ever, and frowned slightly.

Song Lingxue would send him a letter every two months without fail. However, in the past six months, Song Lingxue has not sent him a letter. The few letters he sent out also fell on deaf ears, with no response at all.

This situation couldn't help but make him a little worried. The Spiritual Jade Book was made of his golden body. Once it was damaged, he would know it immediately. Now he had no sense at all, which only meant that the Spiritual Jade Book was intact.

If the jade book was just lost accidentally, it would be fine, but I'm afraid that something happened to Song Lingxue.

But judging from previous communications, Song Lingxue should be practicing in the Martial Hall and should not encounter any trouble.

Maybe he was just in seclusion and didn't have time to reply...

With a light sigh, Chu Zheng put away the jade book, and with a thought, he took out a stream of immortal energy extracted from the wreckage.

[Immortal Qi (Level 8): The medium for the transformation of immortal beings, extracted from the bones of true immortals, can slightly increase the cultivation speed of immortal realm cultivators and true immortals, and make up for the damage to immortal things.]

Now that he has entered the immortal tribulation, he should be able to absorb the immortal energy.

Chu Zheng took a light breath, and the immortal energy rushed in from his nose, circling around his mouth and tongue, and went straight into his internal organs and dantian.

A surge of immortal power exploded in the dantian, and the immortal power that had been lost was instantly replenished, and then skyrocketed several times.

After a long while, Chu Zheng finally opened his eyes, feeling the surging immortal power in his body, his eyes became more and more fiery.

The effect of immortal energy was indeed amazing. A wisp of immortal energy, apart from external things such as incense, vows, and elixirs, at least saved him twenty years of hard practice and improved his cultivation a lot.

You know, he himself has super-grade immortal bones, plus the five elements of immortal roots, his talent is far beyond that of ordinary people.

At the normal speed, even without interference from external forces, Chu Zheng would be able to enter the realm of true immortality within a thousand years relying solely on self-cultivation.

Now, with at most three more strands of immortal energy, he would be able to enter the second level of the immortal calamity, and there was no sign of an unstable foundation.

Gathering Qi to repair the sky is worthy of being a ninth-level magical power. It combines strengths and makes up for weaknesses and has gradually shown some power.

However, given the current situation, Chu Zheng dared not take a single step beyond the line before the disaster was resolved.

In addition, whether it is extracting immortal energy or extracting the original energy, it is too time-consuming for him.

Chu Zheng sat quietly on the top of the mountain for a whole night, and only used it once to repair himself. The rest of the repairs were all used on the Emperor Jade Disk.

When it was about to dawn, he got up and walked down the mountain, strolling towards the northeast of the Dali Dynasty.

Before the catastrophe occurs, the Qi cultivators can only wait quietly. Chu Zheng is also a little curious. He is now in the Qingyun Realm and has no cause and effect. How will the heaven and earth finally bring down this catastrophe?

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Between the rugged mountains, a figure staggered along the path.

"Gu..."

Bai Nian's face turned bitter. He tightened his belt a little more and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

There are significant differences between Confucianism and other Taoist traditions. Before one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one cannot practice fasting and still needs to eat.

The book box he carried when he went out was exchanged for dry food by him some time ago.

At this moment, he already felt a little regretful that he had left in too much of a hurry and had not prepared anything.

Now in this desolate mountain and wilderness with no village in front and no shop behind, there is nothing to eat and there is no place to beg for food.

“When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart suffer and his muscles and bones work hard…”

The feeling of hunger in his stomach made Bai Nian feel a little dizzy, and he could only recite the quotations of saints to distract himself.

Alas, the words of sages cannot satisfy our hunger.

After a moment, he stopped chanting the words of the saint and whispered helplessly:
"Students who don't want to take on big responsibilities should not suffer this hard work..."

Before he finished speaking, several figures appeared on the narrow mountain path.

Bai Nian's eyes lit up instantly: "The saint appeared?!"

Seeing them, his mouth watered for a moment, and his heavy steps suddenly became lighter, and he trotted to meet them. When he got closer and saw the faces of these people clearly, Bai Nian's smile suddenly disappeared, and his face turned slightly pale.

Five or six sturdy monks were scattered on the roadside, some standing or squatting, holding weapons, with ferocious looks on their faces, obviously not good people.

Several people soon discovered Bai Nian not far away, and after they realized what was happening, they all spoke up, all with an impatient look on their faces:
"After waiting for a long time, a poor scholar came. What bad luck."

"He's pretty good-looking. Tie him up, strip him of his clothes, and sell him in the city. You can even get some money for wine."

"What if this person is a student of some academy and the Confucian scholars come to visit him? I'm afraid he won't get away with it. How about we just forget it?"

"Whatever the hell, tie them up first, strip them of their clothes and cover their faces, and then turn around and poison them to make them mute. They are all hairless pigs, who can recognize them?"

For a moment, Bai Nian's face froze, he turned around and ran away, secretly groaning in his heart.

It is really like a rainy day when the roof is leaking. My ancestors were right!
Just after turning around and running two steps, Bai Nian saw another figure, with a striking bald head reflecting the light in the sun.

The monk coming towards him looked to be about thirty years old, with a sturdy and heroic appearance, more than nine feet tall, wearing a grey monk's robe and a wide cassock with red, brown and silver threads, which still couldn't hide his muscular body.

At first glance, it gives people a strong sense of security.

Bai Nian did not hesitate at all and immediately shouted:

"Master, save me!"

The several monks following behind him stopped at the same time, looked at each other, turned around and left.

The aura of this monk who suddenly appeared was so terrifying that they were not able to deal with him at all.

"Amitabha."

The monk chanted a Buddhist name, and his figure flashed. In the next moment, he had blocked the way of several people. With his palms folded inward, a hand seal wrapped with Buddha's light rose up, pressing several people directly to the ground. His voice was like a loud bell, like the Acala Vidyaraja, and he issued a verdict:
"Several donors have too much greed and have developed anger. They need to calm down and practice. Travel with me for a while and do more good deeds during this time. Perhaps you can alleviate some of your sins."

Bai Nian was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude: "Thank you very much for saving me, Master. May I ask your title?"

"I am a poor monk, Fadan, and I am not worthy of the title of master. Monks are compassionate and should help those who are injustice. Donors do not need to be polite."

Fa Tan had a keen eye and saw Bai Nian's embarrassment. He reached into his sleeve, took out a large pancake and threw it over:

"I came to Dali to discuss Taoism with someone. I am preparing to go to Yujing Divine Palace. If it is convenient for you, you can go with me."

"Thank you, Master. It's just on my way."

Bai Nian naturally wouldn't refuse. He took a few bites of the pancake and smiled.

With such a big Buddha around, he should be able to save a lot of energy on the road ahead.

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After leaving the mountains where he had been in seclusion, Chu Zheng headed towards the northeast.

In the northeast of Qingyun Realm is an area of ​​vassal states where various Taoist traditions are inherited and the situation is quite complicated.

Chu Zheng was very interested in the cultivation methods and inheritance of various Taoist sects.

At the same time, this place is also a microcosm of the Ten Thousand Worlds. By seeing the big picture from the small, we should be able to observe the specific trends of each sect in the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The forces of the myriad worlds are intertwined and complicated, and there are far more than ten thousand worlds, large and small. It will always be a good idea to have a general understanding first.

If the worship of gods and spirits was not popular in this world, Chu Zheng would not even mind leaving behind some seeds of faith in Zhengchu Daojun.

Although the power of incense and vows has its drawbacks, for now, it is a great help in helping him quickly improve his cultivation level.

Now he can refine immortal energy. When his Qi refining skills reach a higher level, he should be able to refine the original energy for his own use.

By then, Chu Zheng might be able to try to let go of some of his emphasis on incense and gods and find a more reliable path.

He has become accustomed to trial and error. Sometimes taking a detour is not scary, as long as he can turn back in time, he will have time to correct it.

In order to avoid causing a disaster, Chu Zheng avoided all the cities, towns and villages along the way, passed through the endless wilderness, and soon left the Dali Realm.

The calamity energy accumulated beside his body was like a bowl filled with nectar. With just a little force and some shaking, it could be completely stirred out.

The moment he stepped out of the space rift again, a small village located deep in the mountains appeared in front of Chu Zheng's eyes. There were hundreds of households, isolated from the world, and there was no human habitation within a thousand miles.

The setting sun melts into gold, and a warm sunset appears between heaven and earth. Smoke rises from the village, and the sounds of children playing can be heard faintly.

Looking at the small village in front of him, Chu Zheng frowned slightly. He had deliberately looked for a wild and uninhabited place, but he didn't expect to run into people.

However, in terms of distance, this place has entered the territories of various countries, so it is normal to have villages and towns.

Chu Zheng shook his head slightly, without thinking too much, turned around and prepared to leave.

Before he could open the space portal, a fishy smell suddenly came in the wind, which was extremely pungent and made him feel a little uncomfortable for an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Zheng's divine consciousness spread out, covering an area of ​​100,000 miles. He quickly traced back to the source and found the source.

A pitch-black monster shaped like a mastiff, more than twenty feet long, emitting black mist and covered with black scales. Its eyes were fixed on the village not far away, and its pupils were blood red.

Rather than a demon, it looked more like a ferocious beast possessed by a demon.

Near this ferocious beast, there was a middle-aged monk wearing a pitch-black robe, with a thin face and a murderous aura all over his body.

This appearance is obvious as it is a perverse practice of feeding demons with the flesh and blood of mortals.

The man and the beast were only a hundred miles away from Chu Zheng. It seemed that they had stayed there for some time, and their breath had already been carried away by the wind.

This middle-aged cultivator was at the middle third stage of cultivation. As for the mastiff, it was also just a small third-level demon. To Chu Zheng now, it was just like weeds on the roadside that could be easily pulled out.

Seeing this, Chu Zheng frowned slightly. How could it be such a coincidence?
It happened that demons were causing trouble and he happened to pass by here.

Why did we meet at this moment?

While he was lost in thought, the mastiff was already slowly approaching the village.

Chu Zheng glanced at the village in the distance, and the choice was whether to save it or not.

Without even having to think about it, he already had the result in his mind.

There must be something wrong when something is abnormal. He has every reason to suspect that the man and the beast in front of him are the fuse that ignited his misfortune.

There is no way to avoid it...

A fierce look flashed across Chu Zheng's eyes, and his body turned into wind, and in a flash of thunder, he had already reached the man and the beast.

woo-

A whistling sound came from the void, and Chu Zheng casually slapped the mastiff into a bloody mist.

The next moment, he reached out and grabbed the middle-aged monk's throat, and lifted him up, with murderous intent in his eyes:
"Let me ask you, where is your master, and how many elders and disciples do you have?"

(End of this chapter)