Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 11 Walking! Meet the school beauty again!
It was agreed that 1 point would be deducted for staying up all night, but before 12 o'clock, Lin Mo almost fell into a coma again.

He rubbed his red cheeks and said to himself:
"You are a cultivator, is sleep so important?"

According to legend, ancient monks used meditation instead of sleeping, and they did it without interruption for twelve hours a day. Their diligence level is simply a model for modern monks.

If Lin Mo could also do this, even without the [Merit Wooden Fish], he might have entered the middle stage of Qi Refining now.

Roll it up!
Lin Mo flipped over and jumped up from the ground.

Meditation no longer has much meaning for him. It is easier to get sleepy when he stays in the room and beats the wooden fish late at night.

Instead of staying at home, you might as well go to the park to practice walking meditation, which can also refresh your mind.

He quickly changed into sportswear, took his keys and walked out the door.

When he went out and walked around the overgrown green space in the courtyard of the community, and passed the guard room at the gate of the community, he threw two coins that he had prepared long ago into the air.

With two soft "clang" sounds, the money fell accurately into the porcelain bowl that the doorman Uncle Qin placed on the windowsill.

"Uncle, open the door!"

After a while, Uncle Qin smelled the money and walked out of the guard room wearing a security uniform.

He first glanced at the coins in the bowl, then glared at Lin Mo and said:

"What the hell is going on in the middle of the night?"

Although he said so, he still quickly put the coin into his pocket, took the key and opened the door for Lin Mo, and said before leaving:
"Be back before 2 a.m. at the latest, otherwise you'll have to wait until 5:40 tomorrow morning when the door opens!"

Your uncle is worthy of being your uncle. It turns out that he only sleeps for more than three hours a day... At this moment, Lin Mo actually felt a little awe towards Uncle Qin.

In order to make extra money, Uncle Qin works until two in the morning every day. Can't I work until two in the morning to cultivate immortality?

Lin Mo stepped over the small gate in the fence, and a gust of summer night breeze blew towards him.

"Hoo~!"

His eyes lit up slightly, and his sleepiness was slightly taken away by the breeze.

Lin Mo looked up and saw a flying sword passing through the night scene of the city like a meteor.

So handsome, swordsman!
He looked at the swordsman galloping across the dome with envy.

From ancient times to the present, sword cultivation has always been the coolest profession in the world of immortal cultivation.

However, it is said that the requirements for sword cultivation are very high. First of all, one must have a single-attribute golden spiritual root.

This one rule alone has blocked countless practitioners.

Lin Mo had also imagined himself, with his handsome appearance, standing on a flying sword and galloping over everyone's heads, leaving behind only a graceful back that gradually receded into the distance.

It’s a pity that even if he has the power of five elements spiritual roots, he has no chance to become a swordsman.

I don’t know what kind of cultivator I can become with my five-element spiritual roots after the immortal test...

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze with regret and stretched.

It was approaching midnight, the time when the lights in Chengdu were just coming on and the nightlife was just beginning.

Colorful fireworks scattered across the earth, printing layers of halos on the towering skyscrapers. The gem-like brilliant skyscrapers made people unable to help but take a few more glances.

At this time, a faint aroma of barbecue wafted from across the street...

Lin Mo first swallowed, then touched his empty trouser pocket, and then resolutely walked towards Shahe Park behind the community.

As he walked, he invested the merit points he had just accumulated into the spiritual roots in the panel.

[You have invested merit into the Golden Spiritual Root...]

As the prompt ended, the purity ratio of the gold spiritual root reached 32%, and the average value of the spiritual root just broke through to 22%.

Very good, one small step closer to genius!
Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction and started jogging along the deserted path behind the community.

He looked at the night scene by the river and felt the night breeze gently brushing his cheeks.

It was not until he ran to the pavilion in Shahe Park that the little sleepiness he felt left disappeared.

Suddenly, another barbecue aroma wafted over.

He looked in the direction of the fragrance and saw a barbecue stall at the corner of the park.

“…I can’t hide here.”

Lin Mo complained. There were relatively few people on the track outside Shahe Park, but when they got to the park pavilion, there were more people.

There is no noisy square dancing and no vendors hawking their wares.

At night, most of the people here are old men and women who come here to practice standing meditation or boxing and kicking moves.

"Hey!"

"what!"

"Ouch!"

"..."

The powerful voices of the old men and women kept coming, and the expressions on their faces were as serious as they could be.

In the era of cultivation, even if one cannot embark on the path to immortality, as long as one has a high level of Qigong skills, prolonging one's life is not a difficult task.

In addition, modern people have adequate nutrition and their average life expectancy is over 100 years.

If you master some health-preserving techniques, living to 120 years old will not be a problem.

It can be seen that the desire for immortality has become the most mainstream outlook on life in the era of great spiritual practice, without a doubt.

Lin Mo was just about to find an open space to practice Kuixing Posture when he suddenly saw a glimpse of red clothes.

Bright red Taoist robe, neatly-cut hair, heroic phoenix eyes...

Hey, isn’t this the school beauty?

He looked carefully and saw that the girl walking on poles near the pavilion was none other than Chu Wange.
"School beauties also walk on poles?"

Lin Mo looked at the other party practicing Kuixing Posture near the pavilion with curiosity.

Chu Wange was still wearing a conspicuous red Taoist robe. Although it was a very gaudy color, it gave off a sober and unworldly look on her.

She held a sword behind her back, her steps were steady, and her muscles were controlled just right as she moved.

He performed the whole set of movements smoothly and steadily, just like the old man next to him.

Of course, this is not a derogatory term.

This group of retired old men who have nothing to do like to practice pole walking in the park, and they also like to hold pole walking competitions for the elderly from time to time.

Their standing practice is so perfect that even the foundation-building cultivators may not be able to match them.

Although Chu Wange is very young, he looks quite mature and steady when he walks.

Even if it's not perfect, it's probably not far from it... Lin Mo secretly speculated in his heart.

"As expected of the number one in Nanshan, he's still rolling at this late hour!"

He couldn't help but sigh, and then he regained his composure.

“I want to roll up too!”

Lin Mo did not shamelessly try to get close to the other person, but randomly chose an open space near the river and began to practice Kuixing Posture.

Compared with the Kuixing Posture taught in school and the spells learned from brushing, the advantage is that the teacher will carefully teach the essentials of the spell, and it will be easier to practice than the latter.

Kuixing Posture is one of the walking postures that can be practiced by ordinary people. The key points of its movements are the six aspects of top collapse, tenon and mortise, loose and drooping, spreading out, letting go, and not stopping.

Lin Mo has been practicing walking postures for many years, so he is naturally familiar with the key points and essentials.

But remembering it is one thing, and being able to do it is another.

He tried hard to control his body, but the body he had controlled for just eighteen years was not as agile as those old men. Compared with the uncles and aunts around him, his movements were visibly stiffer.

A set of walking postures consisted of only twelve steps, but it took him about five or six minutes to complete them all.

Posture training is a basic skill, and you can tell whether it is good or bad at a glance.

Compared to the old men next to him who can complete a whole set of stances in less than a minute, Lin Mo is even older than the old men.

"Hoo~!"

He took a deep breath, but did not get discouraged. He quickly calmed down again and started a new round of walking.

(End of this chapter)