Hao Sansi's face twitched as he wiped the wine off his face and said hatefully, "Little brat, what are you doing?"
"My throat is sore and I can't hold it in. I think the injuries from last time have not fully healed and I can't stand this smoke. I'll go back first, please forgive me, Master! "Finished speaking, he ran back to his room. Yue Qianchou patted his chest. His master was almost two hundred years old and he had unexpectedly started to sing. Although the action just now was unintentional, it was still very disrespectful.
"Master is a good person!" Thinking about how Hao Sansi had taken care of him during this period of time and had never put on airs as his master, he could not help but sigh. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he continued his useless practice.
"Eh … this is?" Yue Qianchou, who had entered a state of emptiness, suddenly opened his eyes and his lips trembled as he said, "Spiritual energy!" He closed his eyes again in disbelief. It really was spiritual energy! The substance in the air that made people feel refreshed was like a happy little fairy wandering around.
Yue Qianchou was so excited that he was trembling a little. It had been almost a year and he had been sitting in a dull and boring manner every day. Countless mocking eyes, was it really okay? Everything was for persistence and he firmly believed that he would succeed.
Happiness came too suddenly and he did not dare to think too much about it. He stabilized his emotions and got rid of all distracting thoughts. Using the Mysterious Heaven Skill that could not be more familiar, he breathed in and out the air. Since he could feel the incoming spiritual energy, he could also retain it and slowly infuse it into his eight extraordinary meridians, circulating it in his meridians. His whole body was like a precise machine. The loose spiritual energy circulated for a few rounds and turned into a continuous stream of qi, flowing into his dantian like a river flowing into the ocean.
The absorption of the spiritual energy became smoother and smoother, methodically circulating under the guidance of the Mysterious Heaven Skill. With the influx of spiritual energy, the dantian, which was originally a ball, inflated like a balloon. Yue Qianchou immediately felt his whole body warm and comfortable to the point that he let out a slight moan.
The spiritual energy of Mount Qing Guang was naturally worlds apart from that of the secular world. Otherwise, it would not have attracted the attention of cultivators and become their own. However, if he wanted to inflate his Dantian in one go, it was not something that could be done in a short time. Yue Qianchou, who was immersed in the pleasure, ignored the passage of time and focused on absorbing the spiritual energy. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed, but he was completely unaware of it.
His disciple hadn't come out to eat for two days. Could it be that he was afraid because he sprayed wine all over his face? Hao Sansi was a bit worried. Cultivators who didn't need to eat were those who had reached the Core Formation Stage and were able to abstain from eating. If mortals didn't eat for a few days, they would die.
"Is Master such a petty person?" Hao Sansi's thoughts went astray. He was a little unhappy and decided to enlighten his disciple. He walked over and pushed open the door without saying a word. Yue Qianchou was sitting cross-legged on the couch with a smile on his face. His forehead was glistening. He didn't look like someone who hadn't eaten for two days. He was in good spirits.
"The … The Mysterious Heaven Skill is … is absorbing the spiritual energy!" Hao Sansi's mouth opened so wide that a fist could fit in it. His face was full of surprise and disbelief. He stretched out a trembling hand and released a white true energy from his palm. The white true energy swirled and curled into Yue Qianchou's mouth and nose.
There was no need to think anymore. His disciple had already learned the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Hao Sansi couldn't help but burst into tears. Could it be that God had opened his eyes? When he accepted Yue Qianchou in the Green Light Hall, he was afraid that his Senior Brother would be embarrassed. He didn't want to embarrass his Senior Brother, so he did him a favor at little cost. Otherwise, no one would accept this kind of disciple who didn't have the slightest cultivation root.
Aung Kwang-tsung had been in the Cultivation World for thousands of years. He had encountered this kind of thing more than once. But who didn't want their descendants to live to a hundred years old? What was the point of entering Aung Kwang-tsung? They all achieved nothing and died of depression before they reached a hundred years old. People who didn't have the cultivation root wanted to cultivate. The gap that couldn't be crossed was still vivid.
At first, Hao Sansi didn't care. He just accepted a disciple who did odd jobs. As time went on, Yue Qianchou's tireless and persistent efforts moved him. He also deeply felt the unwillingness and bitterness in his disciple's heart. But what could he do? He couldn't help at all. He could only try his best to treat Yue Qianchou better. He hoped that his disciple could live a happy life for decades.
Was it really heaven rewards the diligent? Hao Sansi silently wiped away the tears on his face. Looking at the smile on his disciple's face, he was very comforted. Then he went out and left the door unlocked. He sat down cross-legged at the door. He wanted to protect his disciple. This was the key moment of entering the Cultivation World. He must not be disturbed.
As the saying goes, the sea can accommodate all rivers, and the sea is big! When a cultivator just entered the Cultivation World, it was the key moment of forming the dantian. Usually, the more spiritual energy the dantian could absorb in the early stage, the larger the capacity of the dantian. This also meant that the future of cultivation would be higher. At such a moment, Hao Sansi didn't dare to be careless.
In the Cultivation World, cultivation was divided into five levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, and Tribulation Passing. Under normal circumstances, those who couldn't form their dantian for more than two days would have a hard time reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. Foundation Establishment was possible in two days, core formation was possible in three days, nascent soul was possible in four days, and tribulation passing was possible in five days. Although it was said that it was possible, it didn't rule out other reasons for failure. However, this kind of calculation was basically true in the Cultivation World.
When Hao Sansi entered the Cultivation World, he had formed his dantian for more than four days. Now, he had reached the early stage of Nascent Soul. Now that his disciple had formed his dantian for more than two days, it shouldn't be a problem for him to reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
Yue Qianchou sat on the bed. Two days had passed, and he felt that his dantian had swelled into a ball. It seemed that the speed at which spiritual energy was absorbed had slowed down. He wanted to use spiritual energy to form a bigger ball, but he didn't have the strength to do so. He had read about forming his dantian in the Mysterious Heaven Method book, so he knew about it. However, he had reached his limit. Just as he was about to stop, he suddenly felt something moving in his chest. That thing seemed to be attracted by the vital energy in his dantian and slid towards it.
When that thing drilled into his dantian, the originally small dantian suddenly squeezed something in, as if it was about to be torn apart. Yue Qianchou was in so much pain that he was sweating all over. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't. There was a loud bang in his mind, and an image appeared in his mind. In the white haze, a golden ball floated and slowly rotated. Yue Qianchou immediately came to a realization. Wasn't this the golden bead that the white fox gave him that day?
When he felt the pain of his dantian being invaded, he couldn't help but be stunned. Was the image in his mind the scene in his dantian? He saw the golden bead rotating, driving the white vital energy in his dantian. After it was stirred into strands of white silk, it was absorbed by the golden bead.
"F * ck!" Yue Qianchou was shocked. The vital energy in his dantian was almost completely absorbed by the golden bead. His dantian, which had not been shaped for long, was slowly collapsing. If this was really the case, then all his previous efforts would have been in vain. He wanted to stop the golden bead, but he couldn't control it at all.
"Damn it! I worked hard for a whole year, and now I'm back to square one. " Yue Qianchou hurriedly used the Mysterious Heaven Method. A steady stream of spiritual energy was absorbed, turning it into vital energy and entering his dantian.
Although the golden bead was small, it was like a bottomless pit, absorbing however much vital energy there was. Yue Qianchou couldn't figure out what it was, so he decided to fight it with his life. If he didn't take advantage of the fact that his dantian was not shaped yet, then he wouldn't be able to have a high cultivation in this lifetime. The Mysterious Heaven Method was used to the extreme, desperately absorbing the spiritual energy, and the golden bead was also doing the same. The man and the bead were stuck together.
The third day passed. Hao Sansi didn't expect this useless disciple to have a bit of talent. He released his vital energy again, and it was quickly absorbed by Yue Qianchou. Knowing that his disciple was still blowing his dantian, he continued to guard him.
The fourth day passed, and the vital energy was still being absorbed. Hao Sansi was a little surprised.
The fifth day passed, and Hao Sansi was trembling with excitement. What did this mean? It meant that his useless disciple had the possibility of reaching the tribulation stage. Not to mention Aung Kwang-tsung, even in the cultivation world, how many people could have such talent? He didn't dare to meditate anymore. He guarded his disciple's door and looked around vigilantly.
The sixth day passed, and Hao Sansi's forehead was sweating. How could this be …
The seventh day passed, and Hao Sansi was a little worried. Did his disciple have any problems with his cultivation? The vital energy in his palm was just released tentatively, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace and shot directly into his disciple's nose and mouth. Hao Sansi wiped the sweat off his forehead. How could a disciple who had just joined the sect absorb spiritual energy at such a speed? How could his dantian store it?
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