MF-novel #525 - The third level of Qigong training
#525 - The third level of Qigong training
Chapter 522: The Third Level Cultivation Method of a Qi Refiner
Zhang Chen wasn't afraid of evil spirits, at least not most of them. What he truly feared were various supernatural powers with the power of rules, the specific power of supernatural abilities.
Faced with the unknown and bizarre, Zhang Chen didn't dare to fly in his bat form anymore. Instead, he landed on the ice boat and manifested his physical body. Only in his physical form could Zhang Chen mobilize all his supernatural powers and unleash his full potential.
Screams echoed. Zhang Chen followed the sound of the screams, urging the ice boat forward. His eyes were fixed on the icy seawater, filled with caution, as he steered the boat through the water.
The screams grew clearer, and the familiar words drifted in the air: "Help! Someone, save me!"
Wu Changming was screaming miserably in the seawater. Although he was an eighth-order Yin spirit powerhouse, he couldn't withstand the boundless ocean and the constant erosion of his divine soul by the power of the sea.
As Zhang Chen's ice boat gradually approached, and he saw Wu Changming rolling and struggling in the sea, a look of astonishment appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes: "What kind of monster is this? The Wu Changming it conjured is exactly the same as the real one? From aura to essence, they are completely identical."
A hint of astonishment appeared in Zhang Chen's eyes, and the golden light of the True God flowed in his pupils, yet he couldn't see any flaws in the other party, who was completely identical to Wu Changming.
But this is the second level of the spiritual world. How could that old fellow Wu Changming have the ability to come to the second level of the spiritual world?
To say that Wu Changming had such talent, Zhang Chen found it hard to believe. Could that old fellow really have the ability to reach the second level of the spiritual world? Could he compare to the ancient sages?
"Zhang Chen! What are you doing here, kid? Hurry up and save me!" Wu Changming, now in the seawater, also saw Zhang Chen. His eyes glared at Zhang Chen, and he quickly cried for help.
"What kind of monster is this? Could it have seen through my heart? How else would it conjure up this old geezer Wu Changming to confuse me? And even if it wanted to scheme against me, it should have conjured up my relatives, like Zhang Tuowei, or even Cheng Yu." Zhang Chen's eyes glowed with golden light, trying to discern the 'origin of Wu Changming,' while his mind raced with various thoughts.
Just as his thoughts were swirling, the Wu Changming in the river cursed: "What are you standing there for, you idiot? Hurry up and save me! I've already obtained the third-level method of Qi Refiner from the Yellow Heaven Dao. Quickly get me out of here, I'm about to pass it on to you."
"What a powerful demon! It actually knows my weaknesses and wants to scheme against me based on them. Knowing that I urgently want the subsequent formulas for Qi Refining, it's actually using the subsequent formulas of Qi Refining to lure me." Various thoughts flashed through Zhang Chen's mind, but he calmly steered the ice boat over. He wanted to see what tricks this strange being wanted to play.
Wu Changming climbed onto the ice boat in a disheveled state, looking at Zhang Chen with disbelief:
"Speaking of which, kid, how did you end up in this spiritual world? Eh, could you be an evil demon born in this spiritual world, deliberately trying to conjure up someone I'm familiar with to harm me? That's not right, I'm not even that familiar with you, so it shouldn't have conjured up your appearance, right?"
Wu Changming looked at Zhang Chen, his face filled with suspicion and uncertainty.
Zhang Chen was speechless upon hearing Wu Changming's words. It was the first time he had heard a master say he wasn't familiar with his disciple.
Zhang Chen looked at Wu Changming and asked, "Master, did you say you obtained the third-level formula of Qi Refining?"
"I made a great contribution in the Northern Lands, and the Great Virtuous Teacher wanted to steal the fruits of my labor. How could I let him get away with it without giving me a reward? After thinking about it, the Yellow Heaven Dao is full of Shinto resources. Since I've now abandoned Shinto, the various resources within are useless to me. So, I simply chose the Qi Refining formula, wanting to achieve something in the path of the Divine Soul. Thus, I took the opportunity to view the heavenly book of Qi Refining. It's a pity that I'm dull-witted. When the heavenly book reached the fourth level, it involved the laws of heaven and earth. I could only comprehend it and couldn't forcibly record it. I could only memorize it by rote, recording the cultivation formula for the third level," Wu Changming said.
Zhang Chen was startled upon hearing Wu Changming's words: 'The Qi Refiner's formula can't even be memorized when it reaches the fourth level, and requires personal comprehension of the heavenly book? This is adding countless troubles for myself.'
"Please enlighten me with the third-level formula of Qi Refining, Master," Zhang Chen said.
Wu Changming sized up Zhang Chen: "The matter of enlightening you with the formula isn't urgent. Let me test you first, to see if you're an evil demon illusion from within the spiritual world. After all, this is the second level, and you shouldn't be here no matter what, kid. How many days have you cultivated? How much Dao have you accumulated, and how much have you cultivated to be able to reach the second level of the spiritual world? Could it be that your talent can compare to mine, can compare to the ancient sages?"
"After all, in all of history, only a handful of people can compare to my talent. How can you, kid, be worthy of being compared to me?" Wu Changming's eyes were also filled with suspicion and uncertainty.
Zhang Chen was utterly speechless upon hearing Wu Changming's words. How could this grandson's thoughts be exactly the same as his own?
The two looked at each other. Zhang Chen looked at Wu Changming's Yin spirit, and no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be the real Wu Changming. He couldn't even see a single flaw.
Faced with Wu Changming's doubts, Zhang Chen said, "I was just cultivating, and my mind became muddled, and I arrived here. I don't know how I entered the second level of the spiritual world. But I don't know what the third-level formula that Master speaks of is?"
Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Wu Changming's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment. What did he mean by cultivating and arriving at the second level of the spiritual world? This is the second level of the spiritual world, and only a handful of people throughout history have been able to enter this place! If the other party just cultivated and came in, then what was he?
Wu Changming looked at Zhang Chen. He couldn't distinguish the authenticity of the Zhang Chen in front of him, but it was just the third-level formula of Qi Refining. Anyway, no one in the world could cultivate it. No matter what the other party's origin was, what could happen if he taught it to them?
The key was that he was now trapped in the spiritual world and needed to rely on the other party to get out of this endless sea. Otherwise, if he was trapped here, he was afraid it would be bad.
Even if the other party was an evil spirit, being able to communicate with him was an opportunity to break the situation.
So, he didn't dare to anger the other party. Even if the other party was really a monster from within the spiritual world, and the other party had conjured up Zhang Chen's figure based on his mental fluctuations, he wouldn't dare to expose it.
Faced with Zhang Chen's inquiry, Wu Changming said, "The main point of the third-level cultivation formula is to cultivate a Nascent Soul. You listen carefully to the formula, I will pass it on to you now."
Wu Changming didn't dawdle and narrated the third-level cultivation formula. Zhang Chen didn't dare to be careless, listening carefully to Wu Changming's description. After the thousands of words of the formula were narrated, Zhang Chen stood on the ice boat, a thoughtful look on his face:
"Although this Qi Refining technique is a third-level formula, it is definitely not just the third level. Its process is divided into: Civil and Martial Fire Timing - Advancing and Retreating Yin Talisman - Condensing Nascent Soul. Once the Nascent Soul is refined, it should correspond to the seventh-order Yin spirit cultivator of the Divine Soul Dao. But the power of the Nascent Soul is many times stronger than the Yin spirit, and it should even have some of the abilities of the Yang spirit." Zhang Chen was thoughtful.
He had cultivated in the Wuzhuang Temple for ten years, often listening to the Longevity Ancestor preach, and often discussing the mysteries of cultivation with the senior brothers. Now, he could be considered to have a broad perspective. He already had some understanding of the third-level cultivation formula of Qi Refiners.
Once the Nascent Soul was condensed, Zhang Chen estimated that it should involve the cultivation of the 'Dao' level. No wonder Wu Changming couldn't record it, the heavenly book should have some restrictions.
And the Wu Changming in front of him actually spoke of the true third-level formula of Qi Refiners, which made Zhang Chen somewhat surprised and uncertain: "Is the Wu Changming in front of me the real Wu Changming, or a monster conjured up by this world? If it is a monster conjured up by this world, isn't this monster too strong?"
Wu Changming looked at Zhang Chen who was lost in thought, and a thought also arose in his heart: "The Zhang Chen in front of me looks lifelike, as if he is not fake. If he is a conjured evil spirit, he is too real. No matter what the other party's origin is, escaping is the most important thing for me."
This second level of the spiritual world was really too strange.
"Let's first see if I can gather any information from his mouth and find a way back," Wu Changming muttered to himself.
"Disciple, when did you come in?" Wu Changming tentatively asked.
"It's been almost a year," Zhang Chen came back to his senses and replied.
"Have you had any good fortune? Have you discovered anything good?" Wu Changming tentatively asked:
"Why is this spiritual world all endless sea? The air seems to contain a unique power, that power suppresses all laws, but I don't know what the trick is?"
"This seawater is the tears of the Kaitian Water Spirit flowing down from a higher level of heaven and earth, submerging the second level of the spiritual world. As for why it suppresses all laws, it is because this place is close to the central pillar of the second spiritual world. That pillar contains the power to suppress all laws. It's normal that Master can't use your supernatural powers," Zhang Chen said with a smile.
Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Wu Changming gasped: "A drop of tears submerging a world? What kind of terrifying existence is this? I'm afraid even the legendary twelfth-order existence can't do it."
Then he said nonchalantly: "Do you know how to return from within the spiritual world? Since I came to the spiritual world, my mental will has been suppressed. I have lost the power to return and have been trapped in these tears, suffering day and night. Life is hard."
"To pass, you only need to break the divine power in the air," Zhang Chen replied, then looked at Wu Changming with a strange expression: "Master wants to go back?"
"I have been here for half a month, and I don't know what has happened to my physical body. Do you have a way to resolve the divine power?" Wu Changming asked as if he didn't care at all, his voice without any ripples, as if he didn't value this matter at all.