Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1918 The Trial of Two Calamities
Liu Qinghuan wondered: When did Yunmengze hold some kind of Immortal Gathering?

He stood behind a tree, listening to the Shaoyang Sect disciples talking as they walked, and quickly figured out that the so-called Immortal Curtain Gathering was actually a large-scale trading gathering of independent cultivators in the Hengwu Mountains area, which was held every three months.

The location of the Immortal Curtain Gathering is a small town of cultivators about five days north of Lin'an City, deep in the Hengwu Mountains.

"What's there to see? What good stuff could those rogue cultivators possibly have?" one of them said, his face full of arrogance and disdain as a disciple of a prestigious sect.

“That’s not how it works,” the other person said. “Senior Brother Xu, you are very wealthy, but I am quite short of money. I heard that many things are cheaper at the Immortal Curtain Gathering than outside.”

"Yes, Senior Brother Xu, why don't you go take a look? Those rogue cultivators gather fresh spiritual herbs and materials from the Hengwu Mountains and sell them at the Immortal Pavilion Gathering. You might be able to find something you need..."

After several people persuaded him, the senior student finally reluctantly agreed.

"You can go, but you have to complete the tasks assigned by the sect first."

"Haha, of course!"

"Those mortals wouldn't dare to default on their rent payments to our Shaoyang Sect. There are still half a month left, so we'll definitely make it in time."

The group walked and talked, and soon entered a small courtyard full of flowers and trees.

Liu Qinghuan emerged from behind the tree and continued searching for the inn's kitchen.

These few low-level disciples of the Shaoyang Sect had very low cultivation levels. Even though he was currently powerless, he could tell that the one with the highest cultivation level among them was only at the fifth or sixth level of the Qi Refining stage.

After a moment's thought, Liu Qinghuan made up her mind.

The ascension from the sixth to the seventh level of Mahayana is a difficult transformation, resolving mortal entanglements and karma, and bringing one one step closer to the immortal realm.

The purpose of this trial in the great calamity was precisely this, but even Heaven had not foreseen it. He regained his memories by relying on the Book of Cause and Effect.

Retrace his steps on the path of cultivation? He'd be getting a huge advantage!
In any case, one needs to draw qi into the body as soon as possible in order to accomplish more.

Liu Qinghuan quickly found the inn's kitchen, which was stocked with rice, flour, cooking oil, and plenty of other food.

He didn't take much, just a small bag of rice and a few leftover cold steamed buns, enough for him and Old Man Liu to eat for a few days, before quietly leaving.

Instead of returning to the dilapidated temple, Liu Qinghuan found a small grove of trees and washed her hands in the stream beside it.

Having lived as a cultivator for thousands of years, constantly exposed to the elements and maintaining a pristine appearance, he found it difficult to tolerate the filth on his body. However, the cold winter weather made taking cold showers a risky and potentially dangerous practice, so he had no choice but to endure it for the time being.

It was still past midnight, several hours before dawn. Going back would only mean lying in a pile of rotten grass and raising lice.

Finding a sheltered spot, Liu Qinghuan sat cross-legged and began to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The fragments of the "Sitting in Oblivion and Longevity Scripture" were still hidden on Old Man Liu's body, but Liu Qinghuan had already imprinted the scripture into his soul, so there was no need for him to look at it again.

With a calm mind and peaceful spirit, the wind blows, leaves rustle, insects chirp, a slight chill flows, and the woody energy rises in the darkness, creating a serene atmosphere.

Within two hours, he had a faint sense of Qi, and as dawn approached, the spiritual energy finally reached his dantian.

As if there had been an invisible "boom," Liu Qinghuan felt completely relaxed and lightheaded.

After completing a full cycle, although he felt that there were still many blockages in his meridians, he regained his spiritual power, which filled his body with strength.

A foul stench wafted over, and her hands and feet were covered in a layer of black grime. Liu Qinghuan could not bear it any longer and stepped into the stream.

Fortunately, I have successfully drawn energy into my body. With spiritual energy protecting me, I am no longer so afraid of the cold.

This is the advantage of having memory and experience; he successfully reached the first level of Qi Refining in just one night.

After washing away the filth, Liu Qinghuan felt refreshed and returned to the dilapidated temple.

It was already broad daylight when I entered the room and heard Old Man Liu coughing.

"You're back!" Old Man Liu looked up, saw him, paused for a moment, looked him up and down, and felt that something was different.

Where did you go so early?

Most of the other beggars in the house were still asleep; it was cold and they were hungry, so they might as well take a nap.

Liu Qinghuan walked over, stuffed a steamed bun into Old Man Liu's hand, and whispered, "Grandpa, eat quickly!"

Old Man Liu was surprised for a moment, but quickly and deftly hid the steamed bun in his pocket, glanced around, and then went to break the bun apart.

Liu Qinghuan took out another one: "I have another one!"

Old Liu finally gave up, tore off a piece, and stuffed it into his mouth. "Hehe!" The old man grinned, revealing his few remaining teeth.

Liu Qinghuan smiled too: Although what he was seeing was not real, he was still very happy to see Old Man Liu again.

Perhaps, it can make up for some of the regrets from back then.

He examined Old Man Liu's knee and found that it wasn't swollen that much. He believed that medication could cure it.

Buying medicine requires money.

He, a seventh-level Mahayana cultivator, a Daoist leader in the cultivation world, and one of the Four Venerables of the Azure Netherworld, didn't have a single copper coin in his pocket.

With a sigh, Liu Qinghuan decided to go to the mountains and forests outside the city to see if she could gather some medicinal herbs to sell.

However, before entering the mountains, he needs to improve his cultivation level to deal with the wild beasts there.

In the following days, he would go to the small grove where everyone had been sleeping to meditate every night, and soon he reached the third level of the Qi Refining stage.

Such an astonishing cultivation speed is hard to believe, but Liu Qinghuan felt it was too slow.

"Whoosh!" The branch in his hand shot out like a sharp arrow, accurately piercing the eye of the ferocious tiger that was pouncing, and penetrating its skull.

The tiger let out a miserable howl and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

As evening fell, a thin, small child, who looked only six or seven years old, carried a tiger carcass taller than himself back to Lin'an City, attracting countless astonished glances along the way.

Finally, he sold the tiger's carcass to the inn he had visited a couple of days earlier for two hundred taels of silver.

The innkeeper was all smiles, feeling he had gotten a great deal. He quickly ordered his men to remove the tiger's carcass, fearing that Liu Qinghuan might regret it.

Before Liu Qinghuan could even step out the door, someone called out to her.

"Fellow Taoist, stay!"

He was a low-ranking disciple of the Shaoyang Sect, known as Senior Brother Xu.

The other party looked him over suspiciously and asked, "Fellow Daoist, you are so young, yet you possess such divine power. Could you be a body cultivator?"

Liu Qinghuan flashed a smile, revealing a set of white teeth, and said, "Not bad. I wonder what you called me for?"

The cultivator surnamed Xu's eyes darted around, and he laughed heartily, "It's fate that we've met. If you have time, why don't you sit down and have a drink with us..."

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan looked really young, he quickly changed his words and said, "...have a cup of tea and discuss the Dao."

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the few figures hiding around the corner outside the door, watching them closely, and replied, "Okay!"

So, after a long and boastful chat, even the arrogant Xu surname cultivator couldn't wait to become sworn brothers with him on the spot.

Liu Qinghuan naturally refused, and only agreed with the others to set off together in three days to go to the Immortal Curtain Society.

Back at the dilapidated temple, Old Man Liu was waiting at the alley entrance. Upon seeing him, he hurriedly and shakily walked over, his face full of worry.

"Qinghuan, they say you carried a big tiger into the city, is that true?"

Liu Qinghuan comforted him and said, "It's true."

"You, you..." Old Man Liu was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Liu Qinghuan quickly pulled him to a corner and whispered in his ear, "Grandpa, I read your book and practiced what was in it, which is how I developed such superhuman strength."

Old Man Liu's eyes lit up, and he began to tremble all over, almost unable to stand.

"You can practice?! You can cultivate immortality?!"

After saying that, he quickly covered his mouth and looked around to make sure no one had heard him before he felt relieved.

Cultivating immortality was Old Man Liu's lifelong obsession, but unfortunately he lacked spiritual roots and could not cultivate.

"This is wonderful, wonderful! My grandson can actually cultivate immortality..."

The old man was so excited that his face glowed, as if he had suddenly become many years younger.

Liu Qinghuan smiled: In this way, wouldn't you say that old man Liu's lifelong wish has been fulfilled?

The trial will have several chapters of plot, but it will soon return to the normal timeline.