From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 5 Emergence
It was freezing cold and snowflakes were falling.

Chen Xuan lay in the thick snow, carefully hiding his body. Then, he took out the piece of paper in his arms and looked at it for a few seconds.

"The Twelve Spiritual Qi Breathing Method is indeed extremely mysterious..."

This is a Qi-cultivating breathing method I got from the fat yellow man. The handwriting on it is quite familiar...written by Wang Chan.

During the three days since Chen Xuan left Liuzhen, he has read the book over and over again, and at this moment he still feels a surge of admiration and emotion from the bottom of his heart.

Good things are good things, and nothing the enemy writes can cover up their essence.

"Is this the Yellow Millet Dream?"

Junior Brother Wang Chan, is he a reborn person, or some kind of more special existence?
Chen Xuan had seen similar records in ancient books. In ancient times, someone became an immortal in his dream and enjoyed all the glory and wealth, but when he woke up, the millet steamed in the cauldron was not yet ripe.

This is the origin of the Yellow Millet Dream.

Some people in ancient books commented that this was "mirage in the mirror and water, just like a dream."

But there are also people who firmly believe that everything they experience in their dreams can "turn from virtual to real and reflect the present world."

"Could it be that in Wang Chan's dream, I was really a wicked villain who betrayed his teacher and ancestors and was unruly and unruly?"

Chen Xuan was puzzled, and at the same time he vaguely guessed that Wang Chan did not seem to be targeting him deliberately.

Wang Chan might have simply mentioned a few things about him in his dream during a conversation with Qinglushan. Some people laughed it off, but others were deeply shocked and believed it unwaveringly... This triggered the subsequent series of disturbances.

But in fact, these disturbances and the deeds of Chen Xuan may be considered trivial matters by Wang Chan.

Wang Chan had already left Liu Town and headed for the Peach Blossom Spring in the neighboring Tao Town, looking for the precious opportunity in his dreams...

But to Chen Xuan, all this seemed absurd.

And it gives people a sense of condescending...arrogance.

"Even if I'm reborn, it's nothing special. I only have one life, so who's afraid of who?"

Chen Xuan muttered to himself.

He believed that the Yellow Millet Dream was not as mysterious as the rumors said. At least, Wang Chan didn't know that he was a time traveler, and even had a powerful weapon like [Xin Zhai]...

It is still unknown who is strong and who is weak!
"This [Black Cat Breathing Technique] is, in many ways, even more mysterious and profound than the one Wang Chan exhales."

Chen Xuan adjusted his breathing to match a special rhythm, which was the strange breathing method he learned from Lady Black Cat.

In his meditation, he possessed the black cat and sensed its special breathing rhythm and the flow of Qi in its body, which was very extraordinary. He immediately memorized it.

"This breathing method is at a higher level and more obscure and difficult to understand."

Chen Xuan has practiced martial arts for many years and is very experienced. It is easy for him to come to a conclusion by comparing the two breathing methods.

Chen Xuan would only use Wang Chan's breathing method as a reference and would not practice it casually. Because Xuan Mao once said to himself, the things vomited out in the Yellow Millet Dream should not be touched lightly.

"Gu..."

Chen Xuan's hungry stomach suddenly made an inopportune growl.

"Ow!"

In the distant snow, a black wild boar that was out foraging for food suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly, looking for danger.

"Oh!"

Chen Xuan immediately jumped out from the snow pile beside him and rushed forward with the force of thunder.

……

……

An hour later, in the deserted temple.

"Chichi!"

The bonfire flickered, and a skinned and cleaned wild boar was placed on top. Golden oil was dripping from it, and the aroma of meat filled the air.

"It's delicious."

Chen Xuan took out several bottles and jars from his bag, sprinkled spices on the wild boar meat, and then cut off a large piece of barbecued meat with a small sword.

The captured wild boar was quite large, weighing at least one or two hundred kilograms. If there were outsiders present, they would be shocked. The ferocious wild boar that even experienced hunters dared not face alone was captured by Chen Xuan with a small sword on a snowy night.

Outside the dilapidated temple, heavy snow was flying and the cold wind was as sharp as a knife.

Inside the dilapidated temple, Chen Xuan was barbecuing and eating, feeling quite relaxed and enjoyable.

"Eating this wild boar should be enough for me to start practicing Qi."

Chen Xuan ate while thinking. He had been practicing the Black Cat Breathing Method for three consecutive days. Now he felt that something mysterious was rapidly emerging in his body.

Chen Xuan's stomach was like a bottomless pit, like a glutton with its bloody mouth wide open. In just half an hour, he wolfed down dozens of kilograms of barbecued meat.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly, his breathing became rapid, and it was as if a fire rose in his body, making him thirsty and his throat seemed to be smoking.

Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of white mist rose from the surface of the body, carrying away countless impurities, and the body turned red, like a piece of iron ore being purified in a furnace.

Here comes the introduction to the Black Cat Breathing Method!

"It's hot. Too hot..."

Chen Xuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he immediately took off his clothes, rushed out of the dilapidated temple, and rolled around in the freezing snow.

"Chichi!"

The snow melted rapidly under him, as if boiling, and the snow water washed away the impurities discharged from his body.

"laugh!"

Suddenly, a golden thread as thin as a hair, shining brightly, flowed out from Chen Xuan's body.

This golden thread was incredibly spiritual, emerging from the internal organs, passing through the pores, carrying away the old impurities, dancing in the white mist, cleansing the essence and marrow. "I'm beginning my [Transformation]!"

Chen Xuan was shocked to realize that he had undergone a qualitative change that was like a complete rebirth.

"Chichi!"

Immediately afterwards, another white silver thread emerged from his body, thinner than a hair, dancing in the air, complementing the golden thread.

Then, more thin threads appeared, one after another. Some were emerald green, shimmering like jade, while others were fiery red, like red coral in the deep sea, dazzling in all its colors...

"Wow!"

These hundreds and thousands of glittering threads were densely packed and intertwined on Chen Xuan's body, as if they were trying to make a huge cocoon, but more like they were sewing a piece of...feather clothing to cover his body.

Feather!

Insects transform into pupae, then emerge from their pupae, reborn, and ultimately ascend to a higher level of life.

Just like in the ignorant age of mountains and seas, all things were hideous. When the first human put on feathered clothes to cover his body, the brilliant civilization of Qi practitioners began!
Chen Xuan was undergoing this qualitative change. Soon, he felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep in the snow. A glittering feather robe on his body dispelled the coldness of the snow.

……

"Ah!"

About an hour later, Chen Xuan was awakened by the cold. He pushed the snow off his head and crawled out from under the snow.

"call!"

Chen Xuan exhaled a breath of hot air, clenched his fists, and felt the sudden surge of strength in his body.

Originally, one punch could only exert a force of 500 kilograms, but at this moment, it has increased to 1,000 kilograms.

Increased five hundred pounds of strength out of thin air!
Moreover, the hidden injuries he had suffered in the previous series of fierce battles had completely recovered. His heart was full of vitality, and every inch of his flesh and blood was surging with new power.

"I have become a 'non-human' being at this moment."

Chen Xuan thought excitedly, those who practice Qigong are indeed different, strength comes so easily!
Immediately, he performed a set of boxing techniques on the snow. His body moved like a phantom and his punches exploded like spring thunder, breaking all the snowflakes flying in the air.

This scene already exudes the aura of a martial arts master who transcends the ordinary!
"The fat yellow man practiced Qi for a month and successfully [transformed] into a fairy, with a strength of one thousand kilograms."

"And I've only been training for three days and I've already caught up with him!"

Chen Xuan has enough confidence in himself. When he was practicing martial arts, he was the top martial arts master in Liu Town. Now that he is practicing Qi, he will naturally not be inferior to mediocre people.

If he met the fat yellow man again at this time, he would not need to use any killing moves, he could win with just his fists.

"Also, I feel like this metamorphosis was interrupted halfway and was not completely successful..."

Chen Xuan frowned, recalling his state before falling asleep.

Although he was wearing a feather robe at that time, it was woven in tattered pieces and was very simple, with air leaking everywhere and not completely covering his body.

"Is it because I haven't practiced breathing techniques for long and am lacking in maturity? Or is it because of some other reason?"

Chen Xuan pondered for a moment, then sighed, "I still lack some common sense about the Qi training world."

He came from a humble background and had no one to guide him, so he had to figure everything out on his own.

at this time.

Chen Xuan suddenly felt something and looked into the distance with an alert look.

"somebody is coming."

He saw a group of people walking towards the dilapidated temple in the vast snow.

"Anyone who is still rushing on the road in this kind of weather is not an ordinary person."

……

Not long after, a group of people who came from afar walked into the dilapidated temple where Chen Xuan was.

An old man in his fifties or sixties dressed in black clasped his fists towards Chen Xuan and asked:
"Sir, it's snowing heavily outside. We have come all the way from Scarlet Crow City. Can we rest here for a while?"

The old man in black had a smile on his face and behaved politely.

Chen Xuan returned the greeting beside the bonfire: "This temple is not mine. Please do as you please."

Then, while turning the roasted wild boar on the rack, he glanced at the people around him and was secretly alert.

There were three people in total, some old and some young.

The leader was an old man in black, thin, with white hair, a goatee, and a shrewd look in his eyes.

The remaining two people are about the same age as Chen Xuan and look like siblings.

Chen Xuan took a closer look at the girl. She was very beautiful. She wore a light red cloud-forged long skirt and a silver-white necklace around her neck. The necklace on her chest was slightly raised.

She wore no makeup, had fair skin, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be about to speak but not to speak, which was very spiritual. When Chen Xuan looked at her, the girl looked back at him directly, with a bright and beautiful aura.

The other young man looked much less elegant. He was dressed in black brocade clothes. He was not ugly, but his face had a sickly purple hue, as if he was seriously ill.

"Each of them has a strange appearance, and it's obvious that they are Qi practitioners."

Chen Xuan guessed in his mind, and then decided to find out some information about the Qi training world from these three people.

He smiled warmly and took the initiative to talk: "Everyone, it's cold and the road is long. I have a fire here, and I have freshly roasted wild boar meat. Why don't you come and try it..."

The three of them looked at each other in shock when they heard this.

Not long after, Chen Xuan "easily" discovered some extremely useful information.

Outside the temple.

At this moment, when the vision shifts from the sky, one can see that the entire mountain and field are covered in white. Under some majestic cities that tower into the clouds, some ant-like figures are walking out one after another, converging from all directions towards the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Southern Wilderness.

The wind was howling and the snow was blowing everywhere.

(End of this chapter)