Chapter Seven Stepping into Cultivation of Immortals
Qi Chen was unaware of what had just happened. At this time, he could not wait to embark on the path of cultivating immortality.
Qi Chen did not go back to the dormitory. After all, he had to practice, and it would be easy for others to notice abnormalities in the dormitory.
If I'm not sure, I'll be taken away by some special department of the country and studied.
He came to the place he rented for these years, in a simple alley near the outskirts of Licheng City.
The house is quite old and not high, with only four floors. In the summer, moss grows on one side of the wall.
Qi Chen's little sister is still in junior high school. She usually lives on campus and only comes back on weekends.
The room is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room, but it is very clean.
As soon as he put down his backpack, he heard the sound of crutches hitting the ground outside, and then a figure pushed open the door and entered.
An old woman in her seventies walked in on crutches. Her silver hair was carefully groomed, her back was slightly stooped, she was wearing a black robe, and she was spinning two walnuts in her left hand, making a crunching sound.
Although he is old and his face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are extremely bright and have a fierce aura.
This is Qi Chen’s landlord.
Of course, he also understood that this old woman was very mean and could choke someone to death with just one sentence.
"Grandma Qian, why are you here?" Qi Chen quickly supported the other party.
Granny Qian slapped Qi Chen's hand away, glared, and shouted: "What are you doing? If I don't come, you won't pay the rent?"
She took out a piece of paper from her pocket and slapped it on the coffee table in front of Qi Chen.
"It's been more than half a year this year, and you haven't paid me a cent of the rent. Even the water and electricity bills were paid by my wife."
Qi Chen cried and said: "Grandma Qian, you also know my situation. Didn't I discuss this with you at the beginning of the year? I am now a senior and have time to look for an internship. Once I find one, I will pay you the salary."
"If you don't have money, get out. I'm renting a house here, not a shelter." Grandma Qian tapped the ground with her cane.
Qi Chen flattered him: "Come on, I'll find a job soon. Please let me take it easy. I've been running outside all day and I haven't even eaten yet."
"You deserve to starve to death." Granny Qian turned and left with a cold face, muttering, "The young people these days have lofty ideals and low vision. They all want to find easy and high-paying jobs. They are not like us at that time.
....."
Qi Chen watched Granny Qian leave with a smile on his face and breathed a sigh of relief.
After tidying up the room a little, Granny Qian opened the door and came in again, but this time, she was holding a bowl of dumplings in her hand.
"These are dumplings sent by Aunt Li next door. As an old woman, I can't eat them. I'm giving you an advantage."
Qi Chen was startled, and his nose suddenly felt sore.
"If you starve to death, my rent will be gone, old lady." Granny Qian said forcefully.
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Qi Chen quickly supported her and returned to her residence on the second floor.
"Don't think that because you please the old lady, you won't have to pay the rent." Granny Qian snorted and slammed the door to block Qi Chen.
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Outside the door.
"Ding!"
"Receiving Grandma Qian's happy mood, merit value is 3."
Qi Chen touched his nose, feeling warm in his heart.
In fact, he knew that the rent Granny Qian had rented to him over the years was the lowest, and in many cases he was not asked for water and electricity bills.
Grandma Qian is used to being tough, but she still has a sharp tongue and a soft heart.
After returning to the room and eating a bowl of dumplings, Qi Chen went to the kitchen and took out a white radish.
He eats radishes in winter and ginseng in summer. He couldn't afford ginseng, so he had to make do with radishes.
"The host, the merit value can be injected into the white radish, causing it to produce huge changes."
"A radish can withstand up to 100 merit points. Once transformed successfully, it is equivalent to a ninth-grade low-grade elixir."
"Based on the physical quality of the host, probably two radishes are enough to enter the consecrated state."
"The so-called consecration means opening up the human body's path to immortality, opening up the blocked physical body, allowing spiritual energy to enter the body, and allowing the body to automatically produce spiritual energy."
"There are three stages of consecration. The first is to open the limbs and bones, the second is to open the heaven and spirit points, and the third is to open the Dantian."
"What the host cultivates is the mental method in the magic weapon, which is the "Saint Yuan Method of Merit and Virtue". This is an extremely profound mental method. At least there is no need to consider other mental methods before becoming an immortal."
The weapon spirit informed some things one by one.
Qi Chen is yearning for it.
Once the limbs and bones are turned on, the body's functions will be optimized, and I am afraid it will not be weaker than that of the special forces.
You can even use "Forgetting Sword Art" better.
"Qi Ling, are there many hidden monks on the earth?" Qi Chen asked.
"I don't know." The weapon spirit machine said, "But judging from the current concentration of spiritual energy on the earth, there are very few. Even if there are, I'm afraid there are no masters."
"You can use your merit points to transform food and generate aura for cultivation, but other monks can only rely on genius treasures or some special places that still retain aura for cultivation."
"but....."
"I have observed that the aura on the earth belongs to the aura tide."
"This means that every once in a while, the spiritual energy will decline, and now we are in a vacuum period of spiritual energy."
Qi Chen paused and immediately reacted.
"Qi Ling, are you saying that the spiritual energy on the earth will be restored again?"
"Well, that's almost the case, and it will be within a year or two." Qi Ling answered mechanically as usual.
One or two years?
Qi Chen was shocked.
He thought it would be thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
Qi Ling said: "According to the situation on earth, after the spiritual energy returns, at least one person out of every fifty people will become a monk. If the spiritual energy concentration is higher, this probability will be greater."
Qi Chen understood that once spiritual energy reappears, the entire world will undergo drastic changes.
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, and by that time, the most eye-catching people on earth will probably be the monks.
This is his chance.
But now, he has entered the ranks of cultivating immortals one or two years earlier than others.
He is just an ordinary person, even a relatively miserable ordinary person. He has been living cautiously since he was a child.
But Qi Chen also has ambitions. If there is a chance to become famous, who wouldn't want to.
"It's still too far to think about those things. Let's take the first step now."
Qi Chen held the white radish in his hand, and his mind moved. From the palm of his hand, streams of light sank into the radish.
That's the merit value flowing in.
He picked up the white radish and took a bite. He was suddenly shocked.
This is still a radish, it melts in your mouth, is slightly cool and sweet, and is more delicious than anything he has ever eaten.
At the same time, a warm current had penetrated his body, as if a bell was ringing between heaven and earth, clear and loud.
As time passed, the white moon shone brightly, and the moonlight shone on Qi Chen's body, creating a hazy layer of mist.
According to what Qi Ling said, the moonlight and rising sun still carry a trace of aura and can be used for cultivation.
Qi Chen sat cross-legged. This practice lasted from night to noon on the next day.
The summer sun is inherently scorching, but Qi Chen sat on the balcony and was exposed to the sun for several hours without even a trace of sweat on his body.
On the contrary, the originally dark skin became much fairer and turned into wheat color, shining with a special light.
Suddenly, Qi Chen opened his mouth and spit out a stream of white mist gas. The gas rubbed against the air and flew straight into the sky. It seemed that it did not dissipate until very far away.
At this time, Qi Chen slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes became even brighter, like the blue night lake at night.
He stretched and stood up, feeling a crackling sound all over his body.
"The physical quality of the host has met the requirements for consecration. All we have to do next is wait for the thunderstorm and experience a small thunder tribulation."
The smile on Qi Chen's lips froze before it could stretch.
"Qi Ling, when you first advised me to cultivate immortality, you said that I only needed to cultivate, but you didn't say you would have to be struck by lightning!"
The weapon spirit is silent.
"Don't pretend to be dead, come out and speak!"
The weapon spirit said coldly: "It is so difficult to practice. Heavenly tribulation is the monk's enemy and cannot be avoided. But don't worry, the probability of surviving the minor tribulation is 80%."
Qi Chen rolled his eyes, feeling that he still had a 20% chance of being directly hacked to death.
Encourage people to cultivate immortality, and the sky will strike with lightning!
Qi Chen thought in a dark way that if he hates someone from now on, he must make that person embark on the path of cultivating immortality.
But at this moment, his cell phone rang.
It is the WeChat group of the Student Union of the School of Accountancy, allowing everyone to come out and get together before the start of the senior year.
Qi Chen used to be a handyman in the student union and had not participated in activities for a long time. He was about to refuse when he saw a message.
Chapter completed!