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Chapter 852 Going down the mountain
"The universe is spiritual, and all things have their own nature. The so-called magic power is essentially just a stream of energy. Practicing Taoism is to accumulate energy, and practicing is the way to use this energy. However, the laws of this world are strict. To pry open not only requires more energy, but also requires more sophisticated methods of application. Therefore, it is no wonder that those who seek immortality are so difficult to find. The Tao is the most mysterious."

In a cave.

Li Ming sat cross-legged and mobilized the magic power in his body. Although the Taoist book in Guangwei's hand was incomplete, it revealed the Taoist cultivation system in this world to Li Ming. With his current vision, he could naturally find out the deficiencies and fill in the gaps. However, if he did not have a fundamental Taoist method, he would just fill in the gaps blindly, and in the end it would be nothing more than a variant of the Xuanmen system in the main world. What Li Ming had to do was to take root in the local area.

"However, I'm afraid my magic power is not orthodox. The purpose of this 'Taiyin Soul Refining' is high, but it has strayed from the path of Taiyin. It can only be considered an unorthodox path. I don't think it will be appreciated by those orthodox cultivators."

Li Ming had Guangwei's memory fragments, and he understood clearly the difficulties of being a free cultivator in this world.

The independent cultivators of unorthodox sects have no inheritance and crude skills. Their golden elixirs are like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror. It is extremely difficult for them to obtain them!
Even if some casual cultivators managed to cultivate the golden elixir by relying on great perseverance and chance, those orthodox disciples of the Xuanmen could easily surpass them.

The root of this difference lies in the foundation of the practice at the beginning!

The Xuanmen orthodox method has strong magic power, and the magic power that is cultivated is naturally the best choice. One magic power is better than Guangwei's cultivation. This is a hundredfold difference, not to mention Taoism, magic weapons, magical sword skills, this is not addition, but multiplication!

Adding all of them together, those disciples of Xuanmen can easily destroy independent cultivators of the same realm. Guangwei once saw a disciple of a second-rate sword sect destroy half of a mountain with one sword in an independent cultivator market. The boss of that market, a independent cultivator at the Jindan level, was no match for him.

From this we can see how difficult it is to achieve the right result through unorthodox methods.
Li Ming pondered for a moment, then changed his mind and said.

"If I want to achieve something, I have to find a reputable and upright sect to become a disciple and have a proper background. With my current qualifications, as long as they are not blind, they will accept me. But where can I find this immortal fate?"

This world places great emphasis on the law of fate and on cause and effect. It is within the laws of nature, and the web of cause and effect is so dense that nothing can escape it.

Li Ming is very confident in his qualifications, but he is not sure whether he has the so-called immortal fate in this world. At least he has not practiced the so-called law of cause and effect yet.

However, Li Ming also felt that this might be his greatest gain in this world.

"If my foundation is already established, then no matter how good my aptitude is, it will be difficult to enter the Dao sect. This magical power will dissipate sooner or later, but the premise is to ensure safety."

"If the best Dao skills were easy to find, there wouldn't be so many unconventional practitioners in this world."

After thinking it through, Li Ming sighed.

Then he cheered up and thought that with his qualifications and fortune, he would be able to get in as long as he had a chance.
His physical aptitude and luck were average, and he had entered a side sect, so he could not be noticed by the orthodox Xuanmen.

Li Ming looked at the remaining materials in his hand, and secretly made a plan in his mind. He packed up and got up to leave.

It must be said that although Guangwei's cultivation is not high, his eyesight is not bad. He found this place to stay. It is full of spiritual energy and mysterious creation. Looking up, he saw continuous mountains and layers of green hills.

As far as Guangwei knows, the universe is vast, and human footprints probably only account for less than one hundredth of it. The rest are towering mountains, desolate and desolate areas, and the four seas and the north sea, which hide countless rare and exotic animals, purple mansion species, major cultivation sects, immortal palaces and magic caves, and ancient heritage.

Fortunately, this place is not far from the city, and there are no big monsters, so the two of them can practice Taoism here in peace. Now that Guangwei is dead, Li Ming has no attachment to this place, so he just packs up and goes down the mountain, and uses his light skills to reach the nearby "Yuanting City" in just one hour.

After a short rest, Li Ming shook his head. He thought he had the nerve to ask for help from the gods, but he couldn't even fly. It was just a pity for his good legs, which suffered with him.

He felt the silver in his pocket, and naturally, he wouldn't treat himself too harshly. He immediately found a nice-looking restaurant and casually tipped it with a dime. The waiter immediately picked a street-facing window seat for Li Ming and arranged a table full of delicious dishes. It was only because Li Ming didn't drink that he would look more like a frivolous friar. But even if he looked like one, it was useless. Those who practiced Taoism in this world, cultivating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and moon, were supposed to be away from the hustle and bustle of the world. The atmosphere of the world would only hinder their practice, and close friendship with mortals would only lead to endless causal webs and layers of trouble.

Except for some who come to the mortal world to refine their minds or who like to play around in the human world, very few stay in the human world for long. Of course, the exception is the magic path. Many of the magic spells and tools require human materials, so they can only walk in the human world.

Even Guangwei, a poor man from a shady sect, was quite impatient with the mundane world, otherwise he would not have taken Li Ming to live in seclusion in the mountains, only going down the mountain once a month to do shopping.

Therefore, if you want to have a chance to become an immortal, there is no hope of staying in the mortal world for a long time. If you want to become an immortal, you must climb famous mountains so that you can manage your life in the mortal world. So Li Ming is about to make a plan.

What a coincidence.

The drinkers in the building talked about immortals in a careless manner, which made Li Ming listen more.

"Hey, do you know? There's an immortal who wants to recruit disciples in our Yuanting City."

"Tsk, I thought it was some news, but it turns out to be this." A drinker said with disdain on his face.

"This matter has been making a lot of noise these days. Who doesn't know about it?"

"The immortal has come from afar, riding on clouds and mist, and with his magic power of turning stone into gold, who wouldn't be in awe?! Now all the school-age children from the surrounding villages have come. If the immortal didn't only accept children under twelve, I would want to go too."

The first person to speak was a short, fat man. His face flushed red upon hearing the words. He said, "Are you, Zhang Laosi, worthy enough to seek an immortal? That immortal is being received by the local wealthy businessman Su Bancheng. My brother's wet nurse's nephew is a servant of the Su family. I have inside information!"

This really aroused the curiosity of others, and they all followed up to ask questions.

The dwarf deliberately kept the man in suspense and drank several glasses in a row before speaking.

"There are only eight spots available this time, but the immortal said that if you're sincere, even if you don't have enough talent, you can still become a child who makes fire and starts medicine. There's no limit to the number of places available!"

"The boy who is burning the fire," a skinny man muttered.

"What's the point of lighting a fire?"

"You're stupid! How can burning a fire in an immortal's cave be the same as burning a fire in the mortal world? They're immortals. Even a little bit of liquid that leaks through their fingers is enough to keep you well fed for the rest of your life. Not to mention, if you can please the immortal master, you might even have a chance to become an immortal. That's the hope of immortality!"

The man was talking nonsense with saliva flying all over the place, which made the others look a little eager, and some even followed him to ask questions.

"So what does sincerity mean?"

"Hehe, of course it is." The dwarf laughed, stretched out his hand, rubbed his thumb, index finger and middle finger together a few times, and showed a tacit smile.

But Li Ming felt something was wrong, so he took a few bites of the food and quickly left the restaurant with his head down.

(End of this chapter)