Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Qinghuan took one step directly out of the ancient world, without even looking at the direction, he landed on the ground and walked in a certain direction.

He could sense that in this direction, he would encounter something that interested him...it didn't matter what it was!

Just make him interested!

Qinghuan is a true person. If he is true, the world will be true too!
Walking on the earth step by step, with feet down to earth, Qinghuan can subtly feel the breath of the earth's veins, flowing through the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, thread by thread, yet never ending!

Step by step, neither hurried nor slow, the distance between each step is exactly the same.

If you encounter a mountain, cross it; if you encounter a river, cross it.

He truly became a traveler between heaven and earth. Whether it was the monsters he encountered or the battles between humans, he was just a spectator.

Others seemed to not see the person who had walked past them and stopped. All they saw were their opponents, and all they had in their hearts were greed, seeking wealth, seeking fate, and seeking survival...

Qing Huan was not walking fast, but his body seemed to have merged with the heaven and earth, turning into a ball of air, an invisible substance...

Step by step, climbing mountains and crossing rivers, it is like walking on flat ground. Not hurried or slow, it seems to be in harmony with the heaven and earth, like a wisp of breeze, or like a mountain spring flowing along the terrain.

The heaven and earth are his body!
There is no way to immortality, the divine realm is hard to find, the great road is endless, and the holy heart is clear!
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It is easy to cultivate fighting spirit, but difficult to cultivate the soul!
As long as a person enters the door of cultivation, he can transform the vitality of heaven and earth absorbed into the body into his own fighting spirit through day and night training and refining. The longer he stays in the world, the greater his fighting spirit will be, and the various fighting skills he can release will naturally increase accordingly.

The spirit and soul are the innate Qi, the fetal light, and the root of everything, while the soul is "everything" except the body…Alchemists would fight over a volume of exercises that can cultivate the soul, but they don't understand that the spirit and soul are the core and foundation of the soul!
Only with a strong enough root system can a tree grow that blocks out the sun and covers the sky!
The spirit and soul can only be nurtured, developed and strengthened by tempering the mind and understanding oneself.

One day, Qinghuan met a baby boy herding cattle, so he stopped. This was one of the things that interested him.

The boy was still very young, wearing a big red bellyband, and was staggering as he led the cow, not walking steadily.

His delicate face was full of curiosity. His lively eyes looked around. After walking a few steps, he would lie on the ground to pick up some strange stones or branches to play with, then throw them away and walk around again.

The cow followed obediently. When the baby stopped to play, it would eat grass obediently. When the baby took a step, it would follow obediently. Once the baby walked unsteadily, it would use its head to nudge him to help him stand firm.

Qinghuan was not the only one watching the baby. On the top of the hill, there was another person with a gloomy look who was also watching.

Although it was called a "human", Qing Huan could tell at a glance that its true form was actually a python, but the specific species was unclear.

A magical beast that can transform must be at least level seven.

The transformed python couldn't see Qing Huan. Its eyes were full of the baby, and it was salivating. It even drooled: "The divine light is contained within... Could this baby be transformed by some miraculous medicine? It's a great tonic! A great tonic..."

The naked body was sparkling and clean. The baby was wobbling and leading the cow closer and closer. The transformed python finally couldn't bear it anymore. It had waited for so long but no one showed up...

With a wave of his hand, the fighting spirit turned into a long snake, which rushed out and entangled the baby. The transformed python was overjoyed and was about to stop and capture the baby. Unexpectedly, the long snake transformed from the fighting spirit actually passed through the baby's body.

The baby seemed to sense something was wrong as well. He looked around in confusion and then saw the person on the slope.

The transformed python had an expression of doubt about life on its face, and once again threw out its fighting spirit to transform into a snake, entangled the baby, and retracted it... The snake's fighting spirit was still illusory and passed through the baby's body!
Now, the baby finally understood what was going on. He pouted his mouth and pointed with his hand, looking extremely angry!
The vital energy of heaven and earth gathered and turned into a fat little hand. The index finger stretched out and fell from the sky, crushing the transformed python to death on the slope like crushing an ant.

From beginning to end, the transformed python could not escape even a single step.

After doing all this, the baby nodded with satisfaction, clapped his hands, squatted down to pick up the cow rope, and then saw Qinghuan with a smile on her face.

With a fart, the baby fell directly to the ground. His ignorant and clear eyes suddenly became clear, and a flash of vicissitudes and antiquity flashed across his eyes!
However, this change in his eyes only lasted for a moment, and then he regained his innocence and clarity. The baby's mouth pursed, as if he was about to cry...

Qing Huan said with a smile: "Do you have any shame? You are old now, why don't you try crying!"

The baby's delicate face froze, as if hesitating. After a moment, he sighed and said, "Then do you still have the nerve to scare an old man like me?"

The voice was crisp, but the tone was unusually vicissitudes. As the baby stood up, a breath of resurrection from ancient times slowly emerged. The baby's expression also changed from the original innocence to maturity and complexity.

Qing Huan chuckled and said, "An alchemist encountered a pill... What do you think is more important, the face or the pill?"

The baby smiled bitterly and begged for mercy: "If you want to eat the pill, just make one yourself. Why bother to attract my attention!"

The relationship between the alchemist and the elixir is one of absolute restraint and domination. If the alchemist cannot even control the elixir, how can he talk about making elixirs?
The infant's true form is a pill. The first time he saw Qinghuan, he somehow felt the absolute domination. This domination has nothing to do with cultivation, but is nature!
"But you're different!"

Qing Huan laughed and said, "Legend has it that there is an old ancestor in Danta who likes to find pregnant women, enter their bodies in a special way, and finally become an ordinary baby. He is born, grows up, and lives his whole life with another identity until the body dies completely, and then he leaves...

Experiencing life with a pill, isn't that amazing?"

The baby said seriously: "I didn't hurt any babies. I would only enter after a baby died in the mother's womb!"

Qing Huan walked over, squatted in front of the baby, and said: "Your path is somewhat similar to mine, the only difference is that the world you experience is different... How does it feel?"

Qinghuan is to constantly experience tribulations in the realm of delusion, to experience different lives in different worlds, and to cleanse the body and mind.

However, this infant, the legendary ancestor of Danta, is experiencing different lives in the same world.

One is a practitioner of inner alchemy, the other is a real elixir, but they are undergoing the same cleansing!

The baby was stunned for a moment, and looked at Qing Huan in surprise: "You won't eat me?"

Qing Huan looked the baby up and down and said, "Although a Qi-transforming pill ranks at the top of the ninth-grade Xuandan, it is not difficult for me to refine... What I am more interested in is your state of mind!
You are not even a golden elixir, how can you think of going through tribulations to refine yourself?"

The infant heaved a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, patted his chest and said, "I was scared to death... The one who refined me back then exhausted all his energy and died when the elixir was completed. Before he died, his spirituality merged into my body, raising me from the level of ninth-grade precious elixir to the level of ninth-grade profound elixir.

So I am not only the elixir, but also the ninth-grade elixir master... Having lived for a long time, I have only found this method to perfect myself."

“It’s not very effective!”

Qing Huan smiled and said, "How long have you lived? You are only at the peak of Xuan Dan now!"

The infant sighed and said, "What can I do? Find a ninth-grade alchemy master to refine me again? Putting aside the success rate issue, can I trust others to refine me?"

Qing Huan stroked his chin and thought: "The alchemist and the elixir are one... This situation is really magical..."

As an alchemist, Qing Huan practiced inner alchemy and turned himself into a golden elixir, then refined himself through repeated tribulations.

But can a pill, combined with the alchemist's spiritual power, also cleanse itself in this way?

The baby looked at Qing Huan curiously and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Qing Huan pondered, then suddenly laughed and said, “I was thinking, maybe you chose the wrong method… Although your spirituality is that of an alchemist, your body is a real elixir!

Maybe... you should try Samadhi Fire?"

The infant was stunned and asked blankly: "What is Samadhi True Fire?"

Qing Huan explained: "Among the five internal organs of the human body, the heart belongs to fire, and people's thoughts originate from the heart, so "fire" refers to "mind's thoughts", and "true fire" refers to true thoughts, the pure fire of thoughts!
"Samadhi" is also called "Samadhi". When the mind stays in one place and does not move, it is called Samadhi..."

The baby asked eagerly, "What is Samadhi?"

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Want to know? Tell me about your experience in these years!" (End of this chapter)