"This kind of shackle is a good thing. At least I don't have to worry about my dantian bursting with Quintessential Essence!"
Qin Shujian realized that this kind of shackle had an additional benefit.
He could increase his Quintessential Essence without worry.
He did not have to worry about his Quintessential Essence exceeding his body's limits and causing his dantian to burst.
The black net was a shackle.
It was also a form of protection in disguise.
However, for others, shackles were more important than protection.
For Qin Shujian …
The existence of the black net was actually a good thing.
He could increase his Quintessential Essence without worry.
He could deduce cultivation techniques without any scruples.
Then, he could condense the four Universal Sky Locks step by step and increase his strength to the point where he could break the True Dominion's shackles.
"The lifespan of a True Martial Realm cultivator is between one hundred and fifty to two hundred years. Even if one is a genius, it would still take several years or even more than ten years to cultivate a True Rank Cultivation Technique to perfection.
For more people, it may take decades. "
"When a cultivation technique reaches perfection, the capacity of one's dantian will reach a state of fullness. If one wants to continue cultivating and increase the capacity of one's Quintessential Essence, it is not something that can be achieved simply by cultivating step by step."
"After all, it is very difficult to add more water to a cup that is full of water and ensure that the water does not overflow."
"If I use my life source to increase my dantian's capacity, I can continuously compress the volume of my Quintessential Essence, allowing a drop of liquefied Quintessential Essence to possess a strength that is several times stronger than ordinary Quintessential Essence."
"This is my own advantage!"
Qin Shujian silently analyzed his own situation.
Meanwhile …
He sincerely admired the experts who had broken the True Dominion's shackles and become the Spirit Protectorate's Protectorate Lord.
If these people did not have any other means …
If they had only relied on bitter cultivation to reach that level …
Their innate talent would have been unprecedented.
Then …
Qin Shujian took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone and wrote down the Wind Thunder True Technique, which he had consumed, from memory and put it back in the library.
This was a Spirit Level Low-Grade cultivation technique.
It had been contributed by a sect called the Wind Thunder Sect.
It possessed a Spirit Level cultivation technique.
This sect's foundation was not bad either.
Unfortunately …
Their foresight was not good.
In the real world.
In a small Taoist temple, an old Taoist who was over fifty years old was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. If it wasn't for the slight rise and fall of his abdomen, people would have thought that he was already dead.
The interior of the Taoist temple was not big, only about twenty to thirty square meters.
Inside, there was a statue of Zhenwu Great Emperor. There were some melons and fruits on the table, as well as incense that was about to burn out.
Suddenly.
There seemed to be a breeze blowing in the Taoist temple. At this moment, the air seemed to be more lively.
As time passed.
It was as if more and more things were gathering in the Taoist temple.
The old Daoist's breathing interval also became longer and longer.
With every breath.
It was like a giant whale sucking in water, directly absorbing something surging from the surroundings into its body.
In an instant.
Three days passed.
What could be seen at this moment was …
The small space in the Taoist temple was already enveloped by a light green fog. The old Taoist had been sitting there for three days without moving. His face was not pale at all. Instead, it was getting redder.
Fortunately, the Taoist temple was located in a secluded area. With the advancement of technology, the existence of ghosts and deities became a myth.
Many people no longer believed in ghosts and gods.
As such …
Fewer and fewer people came to pray for blessings in Daoist temples and other places.
Until now …
No one had come for ten days to half a month.
Or else …
The strange phenomenon in the Taoist temple had long been known by others.
"Crack …"
In the quiet Taoist temple, there seemed to be a clap of thunder.
In the quiet atmosphere, it seemed particularly abrupt.
This clap of thunder.
It was as if some kind of shackle had been opened.
The old Daoist's breathing was like a whale swallowing, sucking in all the light green fog around him, causing the fog in the Taoist temple to suddenly clear.
Then …
The old Daoist's eyes suddenly opened. A wisp of light that should not have existed appeared the moment he opened his eyes. Bursts of thunder rang out in the Taoist temple again.
"Lightning in the empty room, refining Qi into Spirit!"
The old Daoist exhaled. There seemed to be a breeze on the ground, sweeping away the dust in the Taoist temple.
Seeing this scene …
The old Daoist almost burst into tears. He felt the surging vital essence in his body, and his fingers were trembling slightly. "The recovery of spiritual aura. The recovery of spiritual aura that has been waiting for thousands of years has finally come again!"
Since thousands of years ago, the spiritual aura had dried up.
As a result, the cultivators gradually declined.
Until modern times …
Although there were cultivation methods in the world, there were no longer legendary cultivators who could fly in the sky and burrow into the ground.
But now, it was completely different.
The recovery of spiritual aura.
It meant that the world would start a new cultivation frenzy again.
There was no reason for it.
The old Daoist stood up and moved his feet. Then, according to the method in his memory, he put his index and middle fingers together. With a low shout, a sharp sword aura instantly burst out from his fingers, and then, it pierced a large hole in the wall of the temple.
"As expected, the martial arts in the game can also be used!"
The old Daoist withdrew his fingers and looked at the wall that had been pierced through. His tone was also amazed.
"Now that the spiritual aura has recovered, and we can learn cultivation methods and martial arts from the game, I'm afraid that this time, the cultivation world will really be able to return to its former peak."
The old Daoist had only seen the peak of the cultivation world from records.
But through the description of words, it could also be imagined.
In ancient times, the cultivation world was full of treasures. It was not easy to obtain secret cultivation manuals, not to mention the profound means.
But now, the cultivation methods and martial arts obtained in a game could be used in reality. That was completely different.
This meant that …
Everyone had the opportunity to come into contact with cultivation methods, and even profound cultivation methods.
The old Daoist could already imagine it.
In the future, when the cultivation world returned to its heyday, what would it be like?
Thinking of this, the old Daoist's expression suddenly became solemn. "The cultivation methods and martial arts are all real. Who developed this game?
To be able to do this, could it be an ancient cultivation force that has retreated from the world? "
Just as this thought arose in his mind …
Thus, he chased it out.
The cultivation methods and martial arts in the game were difficult to measure. It was not a foundation that a certain force could have.
Moreover …
Increasing one's cultivation in the game would be helpful in real life. Such a method did not seem like something that a single faction would have.
This was completely beyond the scope of his understanding.
Then …
The old Daoist stopped thinking about this idea.
If it were not for the fact that there were too few people in the Taoist temple in recent years, and that a young man at the foot of the mountain saw that he was afraid of being lonely and gave him a game capsule.
He might not be able to come into contact with this game, let alone obtain the cultivation methods and martial arts in it.
Although the Taoist temple had its own inheritance …
The old Daoist felt that he was able to directly reach the level of Qi Refinement in the early stages of the spirit aura recovery because of the help in the game.
Especially when he felt the vital essence in his body.
It was almost the same as the vital essence of the True Martial Realm character in his game. He was even more certain of this guess in his heart.
"If I have the chance, I still have to repay this opportunity!"
The old Daoist silently said in his heart.
Then, he got up and went outside.
Outside the Taoist temple that worshiped Zhenwu Great Emperor, there was a medium-sized courtyard surrounded by walls. This was the range of the Taoist temple.
The old Daoist looked at the world outside. Although there were no changes as usual …
But after his cultivation broke through …
He could feel the spirit aura of heaven and earth in the air as he breathed.
But …
The spirit aura of heaven and earth was still very thin.
If it was not for a cultivator like him who had refined Qi Refinement into Spirit, others might not be able to detect it.
According to the old Daoist's estimation …
Now that the spirit aura had inexplicably recovered, a cultivator like him who had refined Qi Refinement into Spirit was born in a short period of time.
Then, some of the other long-established cultivation forces must have been born one after another at this time.
And as more and more powerhouses were born …
When the spirit aura of heaven and earth was swallowed, it would also accelerate the recovery of the spirit aura.
Although the old Daoist did not know what it was like in the ancient times when the spirit aura was at its peak …
But he was sure.
At most, it would not be more than three years.
Even people who had never been in contact with the cultivation world would eventually notice the existence of spirit aura.
At that time …
It would be considered that the world had officially stepped into the era of cultivation.
He came to the front of the courtyard.
He closed and locked the courtyard door that was originally slightly closed.
The old Daoist did not directly return to the main hall. Instead, he went to the side courtyard at the side. That was where he usually rested.
In a small bedroom.
A game cabin took up almost half of the space.
Although the Taoist temple was remote …
But it was also connected to water and electricity.
The old Daoist directly opened the game cabin and then lay down in it.
Since the realm increase in the game could be of help to the real world, how could he give up such a benefit?
One day in the real world …
Three days in the game world.
Now, the old Daoist did not know how long it took for him to break through. He was afraid that he had fallen behind a little in the game.
The scene changed.
The old Daoist had already appeared in a sect. His appearance had not changed much. The only difference was that the style of the Taoist robe on his body was already different.
Looking at the Taoist robe he was wearing.
He also looked at his attributes and found that his realm was still at the first level of the Real Martial Realm.
Then he found someone to ask about it.
Only then did he find that more than ten days had passed in the game.
"There was also a Blue Cloud Sect in the ancient times, but it was said that it worshipped the ancestors of the Three Pure Ones. I wonder which Taoist ancestor is worshipped by the Blue Cloud Sect here?"
Such a thought emerged in the old Daoist's mind.
Unfortunately …
He was an inner disciple and had never entered the main hall of the Blue Cloud Sect. He did not know which Taoist ancestor was worshipped by the Blue Cloud Sect.
But according to the old Daoist's guess …
With his current strength at the first level of the Real Martial Realm, he could be considered a master in the Blue Cloud Sect.
He believed that it would not take long.
It was time to enter the core of the Blue Cloud Sect.
At that time …
Everything would naturally be clear.
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