Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 55: Eighth Level of Qi Condensation
As the sun and the moon rotate, the biting cold wind begins to appear.

Some of the trees on the cliff had also lost their leaves, their bare branches trembling in the wind, as if lamenting that such mortals as themselves were helpless in the cycle of the four seasons...

In Tinghai Pavilion, Chen Mu closed his eyes tightly, looking a little nervous.

In his body, the Yiyang Dan body was suspended above the water lotus in his dantian, spinning around. The magic power contained in it was transmitted to the water lotus, and was transformed into balls of spiritual liquid by the water lotus. It was spit out above the spiritual pool, suddenly dispersed, and then merged into the spiritual pool below.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred. The spirit pool, which was already almost full, suddenly vibrated after receiving another wave of spirit liquid. The spirit liquid in the pool kept boiling like boiling water.

Even his body began to tremble. Chen Mu frowned and tried his best to control the changes in the spirit pool.

"call……"

Half an hour later, Chen Mu's trembling body finally stopped, and a powerful wave of magic power rushed out, but it dissipated in an instant...

Chen Mu silently felt the changes in his Dantian. The spirit pool expanded another circle, and there was some mist above it, which was formed by the magic power evaporating from the spirit pool. It can be seen that the magic power is profound.

"The eighth level of Qi Condensation..."

"It's going smoothly. There's still more than half a month before the battle between the two peaks..."

A smile appeared on Chen Mu's face, but he didn't stand up. He continued to close his eyes and consolidate his cultivation.

Six days later, in Tinghai Pavilion.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the side, holding an unfolded wooden slip in his hand. While concentrating on the slip, he stretched out his right hand and summoned magic power to gather into a ball in the palm of his hand.

As his mind shifted, that ball of mana constantly transformed into various forms...

But for some unknown reason, once the magical power had changed its form, it immediately became dull and stagnant. Wisps of magical power continued to dissipate, and soon it disappeared completely...

"This water control technique may seem like a low-level spell, but the difficulty of practicing it is beyond my expectations. I can never fully master it... What went wrong?"

Chen Mu frowned and looked carefully at the words written on the wooden slip, silently comparing them with his inner thoughts.

The wooden slip in his hand was brought back from the Dharma Transmission Pavilion after he had consolidated his cultivation two days ago.

He had originally intended to go inside the pavilion and look up some records of past conflicts between the two peaks, but then he ran into Sun Wude, who was lost in thought. He was pestered by Sun Wude and asked him questions. In the end, he could only copy down a few of his low-level spells and spend several spirit stones to calm him down...

As for the water control technique he is practicing now, it is one of them.

According to records, water contains everything and can change into the shape of everything.

As long as a cultivator can master this spell, they can condense the water-attributed magic power in their body into all things, and it will also have spirituality...

When Chen Mu first saw the description, especially the last sentence, he was shocked and copied it down immediately.

But after practicing, he discovered that the person who created this spell only had a wonderful idea, but his realm was not up to par, resulting in the water control technique being only at a low level...

If a cultivator mastered this low-level water control technique, at best, they could only condense their magic power into a few shapes, and only that shape...

For example, the spiritual beast Liuyunhe, which is ridden by the disciples of Shuiyunjian, can be condensed into shape using water control techniques, but it can only be played with underfoot and cannot take people flying into the sky.

"Maybe there really is such a magic method in this world that can turn water into spirit... If I could..." Chen Mu pondered for a moment, then shook his head and complained in his heart.

"It's better to focus on the present first..."

While Chen Mu was studying the magic, a figure was striding along the mountain path leading to the Duhai Cliff. The man was wearing a white shirt, was tall and strong, with dark skin. His sleeves fluttered as he walked, perhaps because of the biting cold wind.

A moment later, the man climbed up the cliff and shouted towards the house: "Second brother, second brother!..."

Chen Mu's expression changed when he heard this. He put down the wooden slip in his hand, stood up and walked out.

After seeing the figure of the person coming, he smiled and said loudly: "Brother Niu, how can you have the leisure to come to me?"

The person who came was Niu Dali.

Niu Dali chuckled after hearing this and pointed at Chen Mu with his right hand: "You are so ignorant. What do you mean by idleness... I came here to tell you something important."

As soon as he said that, Niu Dali unexpectedly said, "Breakthrough?"

"Yeah." Chen Mu nodded and turned sideways, making way for the entrance to the pavilion, and said, "Then come in and talk."

Niu Dali laughed heartily and, without hesitation, strode into the pavilion. He found a wooden chair and sat down. Without saying a word, he surveyed the layout of the pavilion, muttering, "I've climbed a mountain road for a while, and I'm a little hungry..."

Seeing his expression, Chen Mu shook his head and laughed, then took out a few wild fruits, all grown from the fruit trees around his pavilion... and handed them to Niu Dali.

"I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't ask the servants to prepare wine and food in advance... There are only these fruits. It's up to you whether you want to eat them or not."

Niu Dali took one and bit into it, immediately splashing juice everywhere. However, he didn't care much. Instead, he shook his head and said, "You say my family is poor, but I don't think you are much better off... You can't even satisfy your appetite and can only eat some light fruits... You don't know how to enjoy life."

Chen Mu also picked up a wild fruit and ate it. He ignored Niu Dali's words and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Upon hearing this, Niu Dali swallowed the mountain fruit in his hand in one gulp, then spat out the seeds and said with a smile, "Do you know about the conflict between the two peaks?"

Chen Mu nodded, motioning him to continue.

"Then you must be prepared. A few days ago, Lin Xuanming gathered the top inner disciples of Dutian Peak, including me... He analyzed the threats to your Tianhu Peak and assigned disciples to deal with them one by one..."

"He didn't even miss you." At this point, Niu Dali shrugged, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Guess who was assigned to deal with you?"

Chen Mu stared at Niu Dali's face, probably guessing who it was. He couldn't help but laugh and replied, "It can't be you, right?"

"That's right!" Niu Dali curled his lips and said, "I originally refused... but Lin Xuanming said that among the inner disciples of our generation of Immortal Seedlings, apart from those who practiced under the head master and other uncles, we were the only two left, and he insisted on pitting us against each other."

"He even went to the master and said that it would be wrong to ask the senior brothers from the previous class to stop you. The master finally agreed... I think he was just making excuses. He's not that kind!"

"I originally wanted to shine in this competition. If I could help Du Tianfeng take a spot, there would be a lot of rewards..."

"Now look what happened. His plan clearly excludes us..."

(End of this chapter)