I am cultivating the golden elixir path in the heavens

Chapter 159 Guanjiangkou

Chapter 159 Guanjiangkou (Subscription Request)
When Li Qingtian opened his eyes again, he found that he had turned into a child.

Or repaired the road.

Because I have practiced magic and learned the Golden Elixir Technique.

Until the age of three.

He was able to solve the mystery in the womb.

This time.

His name is still Li Qingtian.

"It turns out that when I broke through the realm with my golden elixir, I accidentally broke into the six realms of reincarnation in this realm. While in the midst of the gods, I was actually thrown into the human realm..."

"Fortunately, my golden elixir is still there, but it is in a dormant state. Sometimes it can emit energy to nourish the body, and sometimes it is silent and unconscious."

But it’s good that it’s still there.

As long as it is still there, there is a chance to slowly nourish and repair it, it just takes time.

Still acceptable.

But the reality that follows.

Li Qingtian was dumbfounded.

No, just let me reincarnate and be reborn as a human being.

The golden elixir is still there, so I don’t have to start from scratch.

But I am not here to be an orphan.

"I don't think... I'm a star of misfortune, am I?"

I also want to be normal for once.

This time.

When he was born, his mother died due to complications during childbirth.

That's fine.

After all, medical conditions in ancient times were limited, and the probability of women dying from childbirth was quite high.

It was not easy to reach the age of three.

This morning.

My father died.

He went down to the river to fish, but died in the river, with only a few pieces of clothing floating down to the river mouth.

It is suspected that the fishing boat was overturned by strong winds and waves, and its flesh and blood were eaten clean by creatures in the river, leaving only a few pieces of clothing floating in the air.

"So, starting from this morning, I am an orphan."

Without a father or a mother, he was left alone to live his life in loneliness.

"Three years old. I am only three years old."

What can a three-year-old do?
Just enough to go to kindergarten!
This is ancient times, and it is extremely difficult for a three-year-old child to survive.

“If I were not a cultivator and had a golden elixir accumulated from practicing for several worlds, I would have wanted to kill myself and start over.”

This start is even harder than starting with a bowl!

I almost couldn't hold on.

"There are only a few pieces of clothing. We can just burn them and be done with it. There is no need to hire someone to perform a ritual or dig a grave to bury them."

"It's not that I'm heartless, but the three-year-old kid is really incompetent. Now he hasn't recovered any of his magic power."

No.

The golden elixir is still there, the Tao is still there, but most of the time it is in silence.

But the magic power needs to be restored.

Although the family is not penniless, they don't have many children.

"Since I started practicing, I have never been in such a difficult situation."

A few children.

How many days will it last?
What's more, even if there is rice, flour and the like.

I am only three years old.

Can it be cooked?
My life is so difficult!
Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy food easily!

If you’re not careful, you’ll be bullied until nothing is left.

Three years old is still too young.

"Unless I recover some strength."

However, it takes time to recover even a little bit of mana.

What is most needed is time.

Burn incense and paper.

I pay my respects to my father in this life, Li Changshou.

The name means longevity.

But, he was short-lived.

"Dad!"

"As long as I am alive, I will definitely fulfill your wish of longevity."

Consciousness sank into the golden elixir.

Li Qingtian wanted to awaken the golden elixir and use the power inside it to recover.

But the golden elixir is silent.

There is no hope for a quick recovery for the time being.

There was still some rice and fish at home, so we could barely make porridge to survive.

"This hellish start is really..."

I didn’t know it was a martial arts world.

Or is it the world of immortals?

If the latter.

There may be evil beings such as ghosts and gods.

The house is a dilapidated wooden house.

There are only two.

One room is used as a bedroom and the other as a kitchen.

The tablet of my father Li Changshou is placed in the bedroom.

At the beginning.

When Li Qingtian heard the name Li Changshou, the first person he thought of was a certain Gou Sheng.

But think about it carefully.

So I denied it.

Firstly, Gou Sheng is not dead. Secondly, he didn’t have any sons before he became a Taoist. Thirdly…

This is Guanjiangkou.

The famous Guanjiangkou is here.

My cheap father died in the river at Guanjiangkou, and the clothes were finally found in Guanjiangkou.

"This is actually Guanjiangkou..."

Does the famous and mighty Xiansheng Zhenjun also live here?
Otherwise, I will find an opportunity to join him?

Once the Holy Lord appears, it means that gods and Buddhas will be flying all over the sky.

I have small arms and legs.

Can't stand the trouble.

At the age of three, it was obviously impossible for him to run to the mouth of Guanjiang River to take a look.

It’s easy to make a pot of porridge.

After eating and drinking.

Li Qingtian sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to practice the Golden Elixir method of "The Secret of the Golden Elixir of the Supreme".

Try to communicate with the golden elixir.

But the golden elixir was silent, as if it was sleeping.

"It needs to be replenished. It would be nice if I had some old medicine."

It nourishes the body, replenishes the essence, energy and spirit, and can better nourish the golden elixir.

It keeps running over and over again.

However, he has not succeeded in bringing out the power of the golden elixir.

This meant that he was not much different from an ordinary child and could only barely make it.

In the late afternoon.

A graceful figure appeared at the door of Li's house.

"My God, I'm coming in."

When the sound came, Li Qingtian remembered that he had a neighbor next door.

His surname is Yang, but I don’t know his exact name. He is a scholar from another place.

My dad used to ask him to write something and he would always exchange it for fish.

"This scholar Yang is quite nice. I was able to set up the memorial tablet for my father after his death thanks to his help."

A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.

This neighbor is a pretty nice person.

"Uncle Yang, come in." This Uncle Yang was dressed like a scholar. According to previous understanding, he was a scholar from another place who made a living by writing calligraphy and painting.

"Qingtian, this is some food that your Aunt Yang made for you."

"You kid, we asked you to come over and eat with us, but you were still stubborn and didn't want to."

As soon as Yang Shusheng came in.

They start to complain and criticize, but this kind of complaints and criticisms make people feel intimate.

"Uncle Yang, I...I can do it. I'm sorry to trouble you."

If you go to another restaurant to eat, one or two meals may not be a big deal.

But if it happens too many times.

Or if your living habits are different or even conflict with others.

That would be too stressful.

"My Lord, not to mention that my family is a close neighbor to yours, just the relationship between your father and I means eating together is nothing, it's just a few more pairs of chopsticks."

I'm not afraid or worried.

What are you afraid of?
He is so young, just a three-year-old child.

Do you understand the ways of the world as adults?

"Uncle Yang, this is not good after all."

This feeling.

It’s hard to accept.

What's more, I have to practice on weekdays, so it's a bit inconvenient for me to go to your house.

"Then eat quickly!"

"I'll come back to collect the dishes later."

In the words of Yang Shusheng.

We are all neighbors, and I have a good relationship with your father.

Let's not be too formal.

"Forehead!"

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Yang."

Hearing this, Li Qingtian just nodded slightly.

"Uncle Yang is such a good man."

In a world with an ancient background, it is not easy to have people like Uncle Yang.

After eating quickly.

Li Qingtian began to think, "It's not right to always rely on others for support."

The most important thing is to be self-reliant, to recover some strength and develop some magic power.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to be self-reliant.

When you count them carefully, it seems that only fishing is good.

Let’s go fishing tomorrow.

Don’t go fishing, don’t go into the rivers.

Fishing is always possible!

As long as I recover a little bit of strength, I will be able to protect myself.

at this point.

An opportunity is needed.

This time.

The start was a bit rough.

Later, when the next-door neighbor Yang Shusheng came over to clean up the dishes.

Before leaving.

Yang Shusheng asked.

"Qingtian, you are still young, why don't you..."

Not finished yet.

He was interrupted by Li Qingtian.

"Uncle Yang, I appreciate your kindness."

"But I have to have a home of my own."

Other people's homes and your own home.

It’s definitely different. I’d rather live in my own doghouse.

"Besides, as long as I recover a little bit of my strength, survival shouldn't be a problem."

the biggest problem.

Actually, it’s the first step.

If it cannot be recovered.

It's so embarrassing at the age of three.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Li Qingtian found a fishing rod and went out.

My dad is a fisherman, so he doesn’t have much other stuff, but he does have a lot of fishing nets and fishing rods.

Go fishing at the mouth of Guanjiang River.

It's actually quite dangerous and not safe at all.

Li Qingtian skillfully placed the bait, lowered the rod, and waited for the fish to bite.

While sitting cross-legged and practicing Qigong, one wants to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, like the natural energy.

"It has no effect. This is impossible."

this world.

The essence of heaven and earth is so rich that I can clearly feel it.

Also absorbed.

"Here I am. This time, I should be able to recover a little."

However, he did not store any energy, and all the absorbed energy went into the golden elixir.

But, I can’t use it myself.

"No, I clearly absorbed it all into my body, how could I not retain it?"

Jindan, what are you doing?

I am in urgent need of magic power now.

It was almost noon.

Li Qingtian was holding two fish, looking frustrated and confused.

My own golden elixir is trying to steal my energy. Who can I go to for justice?

the most important is.

I am only three years old, and this is how the golden elixir is made.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to live!
Just got to the door.

Li Qingtian saw Yang Shusheng with a worried look on his face.

"Uncle Yang, what are you doing..."

Are you waiting for me on purpose?

"Qingtian, where did you go?"

As he spoke, Yang Shusheng looked at the fish and fishing rod in Li Qingtian's hands in surprise.

This move was obviously not in line with Li Qingtian's age, and he sighed secretly, "Qingtian, your Aunt Yang made some delicious food today, let's eat together."

"Okay, Uncle Yang."

"I just happened to catch two fish, so let's make fish soup and eat them together!"

Repeatedly refused.

But Yang Shusheng invited him again and again and was very sincere, so Li Qingtian gave him two fish as a thank you gift, as a token of gratitude.

"Okay, it's up to you."

"Give me everything!"

Yang Shusheng took the fish and the fishing rod, and was amazed at Li Qingtian's maturity at such a young age.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang!"

If it weren't for such a neighbor, I would have died long ago.

Good people, it turns out they really do exist.

"In the future, if I can recover some of my strength, or even make further progress, I will definitely thank you."

In this way, I repay his kindness.