I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 20 Short-term goals, another seven years

"Tell me about me looking like a human! Tell me about it! Don't you like the way I look when I turn into a human?"

"So annoying! I have to practice even if you don't!"

Feng Xue couldn't stand the noise of the little white snake's high-sugar claws. Just as he was about to turn it into a speechless stone, he suddenly thought of a question and changed the subject.
"You said before that you practiced for forty years?"

"Yes, let me calculate, about forty-four... um, forty-five years? That's about it!" The little white snake seemed to be unsure. After all, in the wilderness, it was not very convenient for a snake to remember the specific time.

But whether it was forty or forty-five, Feng Xue heard it with an indescribable sense of weirdness. After all...

"Can you cultivate to such a level of intelligence in just forty-five years? Then aren't all those old monkeys in the mountains monsters?"

There was nothing wrong with Feng Xue's question. Even if there were species restrictions, whether from the perspective of strange stories or biology, the intelligence of reptiles was generally lower than that of mammals. Of course, if birds, the relic of the dragon clan, were included, there were indeed the big guys of the Corvidae family, but in the worldview of strange stories, birds were feathered insects, while most reptiles were scaled insects.

So the question is, if a creature with a generally smaller brain capacity like snakes can develop intelligence comparable to that of humans in forty years, how long will it take ravens, dolphins, and even primates like chimpanzees?
Hearing Feng Xue's question, the little white snake was also puzzled and said with some surprise:

"Don't you think anything about forty-four years?"

"What can I think of? I'm only in my twenties. How would I know what happened forty years ago?" Feng Xue rolled his eyes. Not to mention forty years ago, even if aliens invaded this world and were repelled a year ago, he wouldn't be able to know after only being in this world for two days.

"..." The little white snake did not comment on the age reported by Feng Xue. In her eyes, even if Feng Xue was not a real person with great supernatural powers, he must be the reincarnation of some big shot. Maybe it was a ghost from the underworld who felt that the underworld was boring and came back to the world for a vacation.

Regarding related situations, the Fox Fairy Grandma also told a similar story. Regardless of whether the other party has memories or not, it cannot be said directly, so she simply followed Feng Xue's words and said:
"Emperor's Flowing Juice! It's Emperor's Flowing Juice! The essence of the lunar essence appears once every sixty years. Those lucky enough to swallow and digest it will be able to awaken their spiritual wisdom, increase their lifespan, and master the method of absorbing the lunar essence."

"Oh!" Feng Xue had heard of Di Liujiang before, but immediately, an idea popped up in his mind -

"Emperor's Flowing Juice can enhance the wisdom and lifespan of animals, but what about humans?"

"This...I'm really not sure."

Faced with such a question, the little white snake shook her head decisively. Before Feng Xue, she had never even met anyone.

The little white snake didn't know, but Feng Xue couldn't resist thinking about it.

Before, he thought that the eighty-odd years of life left by the little white snake after it abandoned its cultivation was the human life span gained by transforming into a human with its mouth sealed. But when he thought about it carefully, how could it possibly get the bonus of human life span when it was not even in human form?

Now that I think about it, these eighty years... no, including the original lifespan and the time I experienced, it should be more than one hundred and twenty, nearly one hundred and thirty years.

Considering that the lifespan of this small snake is about five to ten years, that is to say, the effect of Emperor Liujiang should be to open up spiritual intelligence and increase lifespan by 120 years?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue's heart couldn't help but get excited. If humans could also enjoy the effects of Emperor Liujiang, could he use it to prolong his life?

But forty-four years ago, there were still sixteen years left...

"So I have to find a way to at least increase my lifespan by seven years!"

Feng Xue instantly set a short-term goal for himself, but he did not hold too much hope. After all, if it only happens once every sixty years, with the lifespan of those warriors and cultivators, they will at least encounter it once or twice in their lifetime. Even ordinary people may not be able to avoid it. Even if they can really prolong their lives through it, it probably won't be too easy.

Therefore, Emperor Liujiang can only be regarded as an option, but not as the main target.

"Boss, you've asked everything you wanted to ask. Can you let me be a human being for a while?"

Seeing that Feng Xue was in a good mood, the little white snake brought the topic back. Feng Xue rolled her eyes and said, "No, I need to practice. If I turn you into a human, I'm afraid I'll kill you! Oh, if you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten. You're like a dumb stone!"

"boom!"

Satisfied, Feng Xue placed the stone sculpture of the white snake beside the bed, returned to bed, and continued his practice today in the quiet of the night.

The vital energy rose and fell like the tide. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sphere covered by the gauze-like light was slowly becoming fuller and rounder, and it was beating slowly with Feng Xue's breathing and heartbeat.

The repeated explosive extraction made Feng Xue's intermittent energy supply more periodic than that of ordinary cultivators, which made the pulsation of his soul in his brain far more obvious than that of normal cultivators.

The rhythm of an ordinary cultivator's soul is like a breathing light, slow and long, but Feng Xue's soul is like a heartbeat, crisp and intense.

This soul, which is different from that of ordinary cultivators, is also outputting magic power. They are accumulated in Feng Xue's vast sea of ​​consciousness. Under his conscious guidance, they turn into drizzle, fall on his heart, and gather into a puddle.

According to the secret manual of cultivation, when one reaches the Grandmaster level, one can make the magic power surge like the tide with a single thought. Feng Xue's small puddle seems insignificant.

But if you add the prefix of only practicing for one night, it will be different, because if a novice cultivator wants to practice to the level of Feng Xue, where the soul is condensed and the magic power is like rain, it is probably impossible without closing the door for two or three months and burning three to five years of life.

Every leap of the soul meant that vital energy equivalent to three days of life was squeezed out. If Feng Xue continued to practice in this way, after one night, he had squeezed out vital energy equivalent to sixty years of life.

When he woke up from the bed feeling refreshed, he just felt hungry. He looked up and saw that his remaining life span was 3281.

"Sure enough, I accidentally lost two days of my life yesterday!"

Feng Xue muttered as he walked to the plain stone:
"You look like a ring to me."

"boom!"

"That's too much! If you want to seal it, then seal it. But you actually filled the entire building with your vital energy. How can I practice with you?"

As soon as the little white snake was able to speak, it immediately started to loudly denounce. Feng Xue was helpless when she heard it.

Although he burned sixty years of his lifespan in one night, it does not mean that his soul has gained sixty years of cultivation, because he has just started practicing, just like a newborn baby. No matter how much you feed him, there is a limit to what he can eat and digest.

But who told Feng Xueyuanqi not to care about money or life? Just increase traffic!

Feeling his soul was so full that it was a little swollen, Feng Xue straightened his clothes. Today, he still had two things to do!
　I spent two chapters specifically explaining the practice method, but some people still don’t understand it.

　　In this world, refining essence into qi and refining qi into spirit are not two realms, but a set of cultivation methods. They are aimed at warriors nourishing essence and strengthening qi, and nourishing qi and strengthening spirit. It is not the traditional way of practicing Taoism where one first refines essence into qi, and when he reaches a certain stage, he no longer needs to transform qi and starts refining qi into spirit.

　　The overall process of this world's system is to refine the body's essence into vital energy during cultivation, and then transport the vital energy to the sea of ​​consciousness to nourish the soul. This is a cycle of cultivation that is carried out simultaneously.

　　So the result we see is that although the essence is refined, it is actually transformed into spirit.

　　Whether you are a novice or a master, the practice is the same set of exercises. The details may differ between different sects, but the principles are the same.

　　The only difference is that after "attaining enlightenment" (no leakage of spirit and soul), the control of magic power becomes meticulous, which can in turn nourish the physical body. However, it only allows the physical body to extract more essence without loss, and it does not mean that it has changed the method of practice.

　　As for how to send the vital energy to the sea of ​​consciousness, this is the small circulation method. The energy gathers at the heart (not the heart, but closer to the Dantian point), then sinks through the Dantian to the perineum, and then goes up from the coccyx along the spine, and finally reaches the Baihui, and enters the sea of ​​consciousness. If you have to say it, it is the Ren and Du meridians often mentioned in martial arts novels (not completely corresponding, but the route is similar). However, the transportation method is actually the Ren and Du meridians first, and then the limbs and bones. After all, if the meridians are unobstructed, there will be no pain, and if there is pain, the meridians are blocked. As long as there is no disease, the human meridians are unobstructed, and there is no such thing as opening them up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)