I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 53: Acquired Qi in Kunlun Lake

"That swordsman must be an old monster."

Chen Zhian ran back to Sunan Prefecture and returned to the small courtyard on Qihuang Street, still feeling frightened.

The peak was steep and there was a waterfall blocking the way, but he could sit safely on the top of the mountain, seeming to have merged with the waterfall, the mountaintop, and the wind around him, and he didn't even notice it.

"But this senior should have no ill intentions. He even taught me how to restrain the acquired energy on this stone."

Chen Zhian knew that this senior knew about his collection of acquired energy, but he was not very worried. Such a person, with such rich acquired energy right in front of him, turned a blind eye to it and did not even order the cultivators below the innate realm to collect it. This was enough to prove that he did not care about this acquired energy.

"Acquired Qi is in high demand. Some people fight tooth and nail for a wisp of acquired Qi, while others don't care at all."

Chen Zhian let out a long sigh, then took out the stone and looked at it carefully.

The snow-white stone no longer had any strangeness. Only when Chen Zhian injected his true essence into it could he sense the surging acquired energy in the stone.

"The acquired energy in this stone is probably much more powerful than the acquired energy obtained by Si Hougui and Jiang Taiping combined."

"But how should such a treasure be used?"

Chen Zhian blinked his eyes and put the stone back into the Chenglu Ring.

But soon he took the stone out again, and as his consciousness moved slightly, the light of Nanliujing flowed, and his consciousness incarnation appeared in Kunlun Lake.

In the Kunlun Lake, the spiritual energy of Kunlun is dense and steaming up like wisps of curling smoke, making the lake look extremely mysterious.

Chen Zhian squatted in the Kunlun Lake and gently stroked the Kunlun spiritual energy with his palm. The spiritual energy felt particularly warm to his touch.

"The acquired energy has its own spirit... Then, can the acquired energy be planted in Kunlun Lake?"

As Chen Zhian suddenly had an idea, the stone in his hand in the courtyard of Qihuang Street suddenly disappeared, and instead appeared in Kunlun Lake, buried in the Kunlun spiritual energy.

Chen Zhian's eyes lit up: "If I can grow something from this, wouldn't I be invincible?"

He carefully observed the stone that carried the acquired energy and felt that the spiritual energy in Kunlun Lake was constantly gathering towards this stone and being absorbed by it.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhian discovered that the acquired energy in the stone seemed to have increased slightly.

If he was not in Baiyujing, no tiny changes in Baiyujing would escape his perception. He was afraid that such tiny changes could not be detected by true energy at all.

"If I can't grow anything, it's good to be able to slowly grow this acquired energy. If I grow a little bit every day, I think I can grow a lot by the time I need it."

"Moreover, my cultivation is still weak, and I cannot grow acquired energy in Kunlun Lake. When my cultivation is higher and Kunlun's spiritual energy is thick enough, maybe I can really grow such a treasure."

Chen Zhian was full of anticipation. He stood up and looked around.

Then he saw that in the hazy void of Baiyujing, there were more than ten ray of Yujing aura wandering in the void.

"Sure enough, my cultivation level has been upgraded from Zhenyuan Miaoshu to Zhenyuan Result. My Zhenyuan has increased greatly, and the Yujing Qi in Baiyujing has also increased by more than ten."

While Chen Zhian was thinking, he tried to let these ten or so Yujing auras fall on the Qingshan Tower, hoping to open the first floor of the Qingshan Tower so that he could step into it and take a closer look at what was hidden in this tower that could see through weapons.

It’s a pity that after a full ten streams of Yujing Qi were injected into Qingshan Tower, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. There was no response at all and Qingshan Tower did not change at all.

"It seems that ten Yujing Qis are far from enough. This Qingshan Tower has seven floors in total. I wonder what is hidden inside. It is so mysterious."

Chen Zhian shifted his gaze to the Mingjing Tower, and the remaining six Yujing auras all fell on the Mingjing Tower. He saw that the surface of the Mingjing mirror hanging above the tower was like water, with rippling water.

It was just that the six streams of Yujing Qi barely allowed the water surface to reach one-third of the mirror.

"It seems that in order to use the Mingjing Tower to explore treasure opportunities, twenty Yujing Qis are needed."

"I have already reached the perfection of the True Essence Realm. I only need to sense the Niwan and use my soul to cultivate the Divine Essence, and then I can completely step into the Divine Essence Realm."

"The divine essence controls the true essence with extreme precision, and can penetrate deep into the pores and blood vessels, thoroughly refining the entire body, and can continue to sublimate the true essence, making it even more powerful.

By then, I think there will be dozens more Yujing Qi."

“So when I reach the Divine Essence Realm, I will be able to use this Mirror Tower once again, or even two or three times.”

When Chen Zhian reached this point, his consciousness was about to leave Bai Yuqing and continue to practice the White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter, so that he could truly transform into cicada shell white jade as soon as possible and advance to the [Spiritual Essence] realm.

But at this moment, Old Huang Liang was seen sitting by the stream in the Kaiyang Palace, gazing at the vast Baiyujing from afar.

Bai Yujing is under the control of Chen Zhian, and Lao Huang Liang can only see what Chen Zhian lets him see.

He could see the vast Kunlun Lake, the light radiating from Nan Liujing, and the hazy peaks, but he could not see the many medicinal herbs planted in the Kunlun Lake, nor could he see Chen Zhian who was standing in the Kunlun Lake at this moment.

Chen Zhian thought about it, and his figure disappeared in Kunlun Lake and appeared in Kaiyang Palace.

Old Huang Liang did not wear his armor today, but instead wore a long gown with round patterns. The material was not good, but it was smooth.

He noticed Chen Zhian appeared in Kaiyangque.

With the previous exchange as a foundation, Old Huang Liang did not reject him. He even turned around and looked at Chen Zhian, asking, "How are you doing with the White Jade Cicada Shell? Have you gotten started?"

Chen Zhian nodded gently and answered truthfully: "I have already cultivated to the second level."

Old Huang Liang tilted his head, and thought of the Chang'an guest in front of him. He was only practicing for the first time in Badubei to the twelfth level, and he could go straight to the twelfth level.

It didn't seem surprising that he had cultivated to the second level of the White Jade Cicada Shell in the past ten to twenty days.

But he still couldn't help but feel a little envious, and said with emotion: "Youth is like the rising sun. Even when practicing, it is hotter than the setting sun."

Chen Zhian couldn't help but be curious, and said, "Although I don't know your cultivation level, your casual guidance has greatly benefited me. Your cultivation level must be strong. For a truly strong person, youth is not important. I heard that the lifespan of a person in the realm of good fortune can reach 240 years... If one can really live through 240 springs, summers, autumns and winters, there is not much difference between being 20 and 100 years old."

"Practicing cultivation is to go against the will of heaven." A trace of desolation flashed in Old Huang Liang's eyes, and he said, "According to the speed at which the body is aging and the five internal organs are weakening, let alone the realm of creation, even if it is the realm of innateness, I am afraid it will be enough to live for more than 200 years."

“However, the operation of the Way of Heaven has its own laws. Xiantian cultivators and Yuque cultivators will also experience the exhaustion of their true essence and the aging process. When a Creation cultivator dies, his clothes will be dirty, his hair will be withered, his armpits will sweat, his body will be foul and smelly, and he will not be happy with me.

Therefore, for cultivators below the Creation Realm, living 120 years is considered long-lived, and the lifespan of cultivators at the Creation Realm can reach 240 years. I don’t know how many cultivators envy them. "

“However… a lifespan of 240 years does not mean that you can live for 240 years. A cultivator of good fortune often fights against the laws of nature. Not only will they be entangled by chance, but they will also be injured by disasters. Too many injuries will also shorten their lifespan.

Disasters often lead to fights. Fights between realms of destiny often move mountains and divide seas, obscuring the universe. Once you are defeated in such a fight...

Therefore, there are not many monks who can truly live to the end of their lives."

Old Huang Liang spoke slowly, revealing some of the true meaning of longevity, and then a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

“So, the youngest powerful creator in the world, Tianren Guanguan, carved the word ‘see’ on the ninth stele. He wanted to see the truth of heaven and earth in the way of heaven, sort out the veins of heaven, and allow practitioners to age naturally instead of being forced by heaven.”

“Perhaps by then, a Xiantian cultivator can live for three hundred years, a Yuque cultivator can live for eight hundred years, and a Yuanhua cultivator can live for two thousand four hundred years.”

"People who are good at transforming and nourishing their qi and strengthening their bodies should be able to achieve a long life of eighty or ninety years old."

Old Huang Liang said this and took a deep breath: "I just want to see the truth of heaven and earth, but I am afraid that the task is long and arduous, and I may not see that day."

Chen Zhian lowered his head and thought silently. It was indeed as Lao Huang Liang said, there were countless people practicing cultivation in this world, but he had never heard of any immortal gods or immortal emperors.

In this world, if an ordinary person lives to be eighty years old, he is considered to be a long-lived person, and if he lives to be ninety years old, he is considered a centenarian.

"Senior, don't worry. You look a little younger than the last time I saw you. I think you must have gained something from this Kaiyang Palace."

Chen Zhian was not flattering. He looked at Old Huang Liang carefully and found that his face was indeed more radiant than before.

Although Lao Huangliang in Kaiyangque is merely the incarnation of divine essence, the incarnation of divine essence can best embody the spiritual and physical appearance.

"I have indeed gained something." Old Huang Liang nodded gently, with a rare smile on his face: "This Baiyujing is indeed a place where one can achieve immortality. I have gained a lot from it."

“To be honest, I feel guilty about myself… I am old, but I still carry a heavy burden on my shoulders. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that before I die, I will not be able to complete the unfinished work of my predecessors, and I will feel guilty about my people.

Because of this, I haven’t looked in the mirror for many years because I don’t want to see myself getting older.”

Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said: "Senior, you are obsessed. Although I am a weak cultivator, I know that only when my thoughts are clear can I have a smooth journey on the path of cultivation.

It is said that the two illusory bodies of me and Danqing will turn into dust in the flow of this world.

If you cannot accept the fact that you are aging, and are obsessed with it all the time, and your mind is not clear, how can you live a long life? "

Perhaps it was because the purple air and Huangting in Baiyujing had their own mysteries. Chen Zhian only stated a very simple truth, but it made Old Huang Liang lower his head and think for several breaths.

"I was in a great position, but I only looked south to my homeland, and I was unknowingly possessed by demonic barriers... Chang'an Ke, although your cultivation is weak, you are young. You will be more sober when you are not in the game."

After a long while, Old Huang Liang's eyes flickered. "Danqing and I are two illusory bodies. We will turn into dust in this world. Even if we can really live for 2,400 years, we will just be a handful of dirt in the end. Why should I care too much?"

Chen Zhian thought about it, and when he reached out his hand, he found a unique pen, a lot of paints, and a thick white cloth in his hand.

Chen Zhian mixed the pigments and painted carefully. Old Huang Liang took a look and a hint of timidity flashed in his eyes, but then he held his head high and stood in the distance.

About an hour passed.

Chen Zhian put down the pen and turned the canvas over.

Then Lao Huang Liang saw himself painted on the canvas.

There was fatigue revealed between his brows, but there was still a gleam in his eyes. His skin was slightly wrinkled, but he had a certain dignified dignity!

Old Huang Liang touched his cheek.

He is not as old as he thought.

"It's a great painting... What do you use to paint? The colors are so rich, and the painting is very similar." Old Huang Liang asked.

Chen Zhian said: "This is a self-mixed pigment. Bai Yujing changes as he wishes, which saves the effort of mixing."

Old Huang Liang smiled and said, "I like this painting very much, but it's a pity that I can't bring this Baiyujing."

Chen Zhian smiled and said, "There is a long way to go. Maybe one day, you and I will meet in real life. Then, I will draw another picture for you."

Old Huang Liang nodded deeply.

Chen Zhian suddenly thought of the acquired energy and asked, "Senior, if I get a ray of acquired energy, how can I use it to improve my cultivation and elevate myself?"

"If you don't need stronger weapons or Xuanmen treasures, the best way to use them is naturally to make pills..." Old Huang Liang answered casually, "But the acquired Qi is quite unstable, and it can't come into contact with the innate Qi, and it can't come into contact with the true Qi of Tao. It requires a very high standard from the alchemist. I'm afraid that ordinary alchemists will waste this acquired Qi."

"The magical effects of acquired energy are endless. You haven't yet cultivated into the divine essence. If you were at the level of true essence and could swallow a pill refined from acquired energy, you would be able to enter the divine essence realm in an instant, and it would also be very effective for your bones."

Chen Zhian took note of it carefully.

Old Huang Liang looked him up and down, and suddenly said: "You are from the south, in Xuantianjing, the capital of Dayu, there is an old friend of mine who is quite knowledgeable in alchemy.

Although I have lost contact with him for thirty years, if you need to make elixirs, just go find him.

There is no need to say more, just say... you are the descendant of the saddle scout with patterns on his feet."

(End of this chapter)