With the previous experience, the following cultivation was much smoother.
Cheng Hao cultivated the Amitabha Sutra again and again, visualizing starlight into his body, and then resisting the temptation to ascend in his mind.
His soul wanted to ascend, but Cheng Hao was constantly suppressing the desire in his heart, suppressing his soul to ascend. Such repeated resistance finally made Cheng Hao mentally exhausted, and he had a feeling of drowsiness.
This was the feeling of excessive fatigue of the soul. At this point, Cheng Hao stood up and stopped cultivating. Resisting the urge to sleep, he returned to his room and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up the next day, the bright sun shone through the window sill. Cheng Hao's whole body was so refreshed that he wanted to sing loudly. That kind of soul could clearly feel that it had grown a lot stronger, which made him even more motivated to cultivate.
For the next few days, Cheng Hao cultivated martial arts during the day and cultivated the Amitabha Sutra at night. His life was very enjoyable. The feeling of his strength improving every moment made him somewhat fascinated.
On a certain night half a month later, Cheng Hao lit some sandalwood incense in his room. After that, he used the Pagoda Visualization Astral Projection Technique to draw his spirit out of his body. He wanted to see what realm his spirit had reached.
As soon as his soul came out of body, he suddenly felt warm in the room at night, without the slightest trace of the cold feeling he had when he first came out of body.
With a light movement, Cheng Hao's soul flew out of the room without any obstruction. It floated in the courtyard filled with starlight and felt the cold wind blowing from the surroundings. He no longer felt like he was drowning.
"My soul is indeed a lot stronger. Now I can wander freely at night. With my current soul realm, I have at least reached the level of Night Wandering!"
The Night Wandering Realm of the soul, this realm was similar to the ghost that mortals talked about. It could appear at night and had some means to confuse mortals. For some mortals with insufficient Qi and blood or weak spirit, it was not a small threat.
"It is recorded in the ancient books of this world that some cultivators with powerful cultivation can fly a thousand miles in one night with their divine soul and see everything within a thousand miles. I wonder how far I can fly now?"
With a thought, Cheng Hao floated in the air as high as a person, not daring to go too high. There were too many uncertain and dangerous factors in this world, so it was better to keep a low profile.
He floated around the Marquis Ding's mansion. The flying speed of his spirit was about the same as an ordinary person's running speed. It was not very fast, but the advantage was that his spirit was illusory. Ordinary people could not see it at all, so it was more hidden.
The Marquis Ding's residence was not small. Even though Cheng Dingguo and his wife had long passed away, the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty still built the Marquis' residence according to the rules of the marquis in order to show his great kindness. There were pavilions, attics, gardens, and lakes in the residence, and everything within a radius of five kilometers was the property of the Marquis' residence.
Cheng Hao walked around the Marquis' residence and did not find anything special. Apart from the guards of the Marquis' residence who were on night duty and the housekeeper who was practicing martial arts in his courtyard, most people were sleeping.
Previously, Cheng Hao did not pay much attention to the housekeeper's strength. Now that he had carefully observed him, he was somewhat interested. The housekeeper, who practiced martial arts in the middle of the night, had actually begun to practice the Bone Refining stage.
However, the Bone Refining Fist Technique that the housekeeper Fu practiced was not very good. After practicing for a while, he only had 72 moves, which was much worse than the 206 moves of the Tiger Demon's Bone Refining Fist Technique that he practiced.
With the housekeeper's cultivation method, it would be difficult for him to reach the Bone Refining Realm without five or six years of recuperation with the Tiger Bone Ointment. Without a good cultivation method, he could only rely on time and ointment to slowly improve.
Although the housekeeper's cultivation method was very ordinary, Cheng Hao did not have the slightest intention of imparting the Tiger Demon's Bone Refining Fist Technique to him. A person's heart was unpredictable. Cheng Hao had only been in this world for less than a month, so he would not casually impart the cultivation method without being sure of the other party's loyalty.
After walking around the Marquis' residence again, Cheng Hao's soul drifted and returned to his physical body after feeling a little tired. He once again visualized the Amitabha Sutra and began to cultivate day after day.
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Bang! Bang!
Bang! The sound of firecrackers rang out continuously since morning and did not stop even when night fell.
Today was the sixtieth day since Cheng Hao's arrival in this world. It was also the sixtieth new year since the establishment of the Great Qian Empire. As a result, it was especially grand. The streets were decorated with lanterns and colored banners. There were people dancing with dragons, singing and dancing, and people selling food. On this day, regardless of whether they were officials or commoners, tens of thousands of people walked on the streets. Regardless of whether they knew each other or not, they would greet each other when they met and wish them a happy new year.
In the Five Phoenix Tower, the emperor brought the empress, concubines, and many princes to observe the lights that filled the city. The countless fireworks that soared into the sky seemed to signify that the Great Qian Empire's true flourishing age had reached its peak.
This was the most solemn festival for the people of the Great Qian Empire. However, Cheng Hao could not feel happy at all. There was no other reason than the incessant sound of firecrackers and fireworks preventing his soul from leaving his body. He could not even calm his mind to cultivate the Amitabha Sutra, let alone his soul.
What made Cheng Hao even more depressed was that from the first day to the fifteenth, there would be fireworks and dragon lanterns every night in the Jade Capital. During this period of time, he could forget about cultivating his soul.
'My soul is about to be cultivated to the realm of controlling objects, but I can't cultivate it because of the new year … Forget it, I'll cultivate the martial path first!'
Originally, with Cheng Hao's title of Marquis of Dingguo, he had the right to be invited by the emperor to Five Phoenix Tower to view the scenery of the flourishing age. However, the Great Qian Empire had established the empire through martial arts and ruled the world through literature. Previously, Cheng Hao's reputation in the Jade Capital was that he was neither proficient in literature nor martial arts, so his presence was extremely low. Regardless of whether it was the court assembly or such matters of viewing the scenery, no one had invited him to participate.
With regards to this, Cheng Hao had no complaints. In fact, he could not wait to be free. After all, he would only stay here for three years at most. After three years, he would not care about the flood that overflowed the heavens!
In the first month of the first lunar month, Cheng Hao spent most of his time cultivating martial arts. Only after cultivating the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging to the realm of Bone Forging as Hard did he continue to focus on the cultivation of his soul.
Now, his soul had already reached the realm of controlling objects with difficulty. In the realm of controlling objects, the soul was already known as the Yin Spirit. It possessed the ability to control external objects to attack. Compared to the previous few realms, it was a huge improvement.
However, following the increase in his realm, the difficulty of the illusions that appeared in Cheng Hao's visualization of the Amitabha Sutra became much higher than before.
In particular, the Yakshas, Asuras, and other evil spirits who had been dancing around him before had turned into Yin Spirits and kept attacking his divine soul. Cheng Hao even suspected that if he could reach the realm of Ghost Immortal, the Asuras, Yakshas, and other ghosts visualized in the Amitabha Sutra would even condense into corporeal entities to eat his flesh and drink his blood! If he could not visualize the golden Buddha, he would definitely die!
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