Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

On the outskirts of the Sacred Grove on Nathan Island, Erica Joaquinna, whom King Nathan called "Grandma," looked solemnly at the man who had suddenly appeared.

The moment the opponent appeared, he knocked out the King and all the Nathan Guards in a very short time without harming their lives. Keep in mind that this included Besdia, the former leader of Paradise. For one person to be able to do such a thing, such a powerful person is definitely not someone that Nathan Island can afford to provoke.

Although he didn't know why the other party had left him behind, as Nathan Guard who had sworn to protect the sacred tree for life, Joaquin couldn't just do nothing!

She took a deep breath, trying her best to keep her voice calm: "Powerful outsider, what brings you to Nathan Island? If you've come for those villains from the Far East, I think we can offer you some assistance."

The man's previous behavior clearly indicated that he was from a major Eastern country. If it wasn't for the divine tree, then his most likely purpose in coming here was to pursue Li Muxuan and Ruan Feng.

Although Li Muxuan is the biological father of the contemporary Nasenwei, he can't care about that for the sake of the Divine Tree's safety. In the words of the ancient Eastern country, it's like sacrificing a pawn to save the king.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "They have nothing to do with me. I came here specifically to find you."

"Me?" Joaquin asked, puzzled at first, but then said in a deep voice, "Please speak, sir. As long as the sacred tree is not harmed, I will not refuse any request."

"I've heard you have a special ability called Heaven. I want you to use it on me once."

"???"

Wakina wondered if he had misheard. How could someone seek him out just to experience heaven? Wasn't he afraid of becoming completely lost inside and enslaved?

Lin Yuan nodded: "You heard me right, let's get straight to the point."

Although he didn't understand what the other party meant, since he had said so, Hua Jinna no longer hesitated and activated his superpower.

Most people in that land in the East know a special cultivation method called "Quiet Meditation," so Hellish powers are basically useless against them. Therefore, she directly uses Heaven.

Lin Yuan felt a suction force trying to pull his consciousness to another space, but the force was too weak, and he could not resist it at all.

"Hmm?" Wakina looked at the man in front of him, his wrinkled face full of embarrassment: "Sir, your strength is too great, I... I can't..."

"Never mind, it's not your fault." Lin Yuan was extremely disappointed. He had originally planned to try to temper his spirit using the eternal solitude in the other person's heavenly illusion, but who would have thought she was so useless.

He turned and left, his calm voice carried on the wind: "Those people will wake up in five minutes. You can handle the rest yourself."

"Congratulations, sir!"

……

Zhuge Village, Jinhua, Zhejiang.

As soon as Lin Yuan arrived in Jinhua, the Qi formation that had existed near Zhuge Village for thousands of years was activated, and the village elders immediately knew that an outsider had arrived.

Although it was not left by Zhuge Liang, it was created by the most talented ancestor of the Zhuge family in the lineage of Qimen Dunjia. It has been perfected by generations of masters and they are confident that even the most outstanding master in the world of supernatural beings today cannot destroy it from the outside. But now it was damaged after only one warning!

"Clan leader, the newcomer is extremely powerful, possibly even surpassing the Old Celestial Master!"

Inside the ancestral hall, the speaker was an old man with gray hair. He continued with concern, "It's best to let the young members of the clan hide in the back mountain. In case we old folks can't negotiate successfully, the clan's lineage won't be cut off."

"Yes, clan chief!" an old woman with almost no teeth chimed in, "It's a good thing that Xiaoqing and Xiaobai went to Longhu Mountain, otherwise our Zhuge Village would have been wiped out in one fell swoop."

……

Suddenly, the ancestral hall became as noisy as a market, with the elderly elders chattering away, giving the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat a headache.

"Alright!" He waved his hand to stop the commotion. "We don't even know what he's here for yet, and you're already putting him in the enemy's position. Is the warlock's inner vision just for show?"

"And you, Third Uncle." He turned to the oldest man present: "You are the most skilled sorcerer in our village. Just look at the smile on your face, I don't believe you don't know what the other party's purpose is."

"Huh? What did you say?" The old man cupped one hand to his ear, making a half-trumpet shape. "I can't hear you!"

"Damn it! He couldn't hear me again at the crucial moment."

The Zhuge family head remained silent, then turned his gaze back to the elders: "Everyone should have asked enough questions. Now tell me what to do."

"Clan leader, that person wants our Samadhi True Fire! This is our lifeblood, something passed down from Lord Wuhou! You can't be foolish!"

"Seventh Sister, what do you suggest we do?" The old man who started it couldn't hold back any longer. "The information in the inner vision clearly shows that if we don't let them have their way, the entire Zhuge Village will be in danger of destruction!"

"Yes, what should we do?"

"What should we do?"

……

"How about we call the police?"

The crowd started arguing again, but amidst the chaos, someone uttered a sentence that immediately silenced the room.

But then an even more heated discussion broke out.

"That's a good idea!"

"That makes sense. We should trust the Party and the country; the government won't abandon us."

"Our Zhuge Village is a national 4A-level scenic spot. Now, outsiders are actually trying to come and steal things from our village. These bad elements who disrupt social stability should be made to taste the iron fist of socialism!"

……

"Alright, alright, everyone quiet down," the village chief, sitting at the head of the table, called out again.

They're getting more and more outrageous. They're all superhumans. Is it reasonable for a fight between superhumans to escalate to the point of calling the police?

Besides, even if we were to call the police, we should have tried all the options first! They haven't even arrived yet, and they've already killed someone. What will become of Zhuge Village's reputation if word gets out?

"The sorcerer is all about seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, so there's no need for us to go against him." He looked at the other middle-aged men and women in the ancestral hall: "Second brother and third sister, you guys take the children and uncles to hide in the back mountain. I'll stay here and talk to him. Although the divination shows that we'll be safe in the end, it's always good to be prepared."

"Uh, well..." He rubbed his nose, "Third sister, take my satellite phone too. In case something really happens, you... you... you should call the police!"

The clan chief had already given the order, and even if others had different opinions, they could only nod and help the elders prepare to leave. But a problem arose with the third uncle.

"I'm not leaving!" The old man not only refused to cooperate, but also used his cane to hit those who tried to pull him away, cursing as he did so: "A bunch of cowards! You weren't even born when I was fighting the Japanese with a bayonet! Now you want me to desert?!"

The village chief forced a smile and said, "Oh dear, Third Uncle, it's not that I'm asking you to desert, it's just that the village is too dangerous. This is called a tactical retreat."

"A tactical retreat?" The Third Uncle, now clear-headed and sharp-eyed, glared angrily at the men who had surrounded him. "I'm not dead yet! Who are you little brats to cover the rear?"

"Get me that military uniform I've been hiding under my cabinet. I'm going to sit here in it today, and I want to see what kind of devil could make the men of my Zhuge family run away without uttering a sound!"

"Yes, yes, you're right, sir." The village chief reassured him while giving a wink to the person next to him.

The second brother understood and quietly moved behind the third uncle's chair. Then, while the others were distracting him, he pointed his finger at the pressure point that had put him to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the old man was prepared. When the second son was still half a meter away from him, he waved his hand, and a water bullet appeared out of thin air, splashing the other man's face directly.

The third uncle turned to look at him and chuckled, "Grandson, I didn't even use this trick forty years ago..."

But before he could finish speaking, he felt a tap on the back of his head. When he turned around, a petite girl was smiling at him.

"You... have no martial ethics!" He only managed to utter one sentence before Third Uncle completely collapsed, and soon after, his soft snoring could be heard.

"Xiao Meng, well done!"

"Xiao Meng is still the best."

The praise from her uncles made Zhuge Meng dizzy. Her most proficient technique, the Eight Gates Transport, was always effective for sneak attacks, and dealing with her elderly third uncle was a piece of cake.

The clan chief also gave a thumbs up: "Little sister, you did a great job. You're fast at teleporting. Now hurry up and go to the village to tell your nephews and nieces to pack their things and run up the mountain."

"Okay, bro!"

……

When Lin Yuan arrived at the village entrance, this was the scene he saw: an eight-immortal table, two armchairs, and a man and a woman sitting on them with their backs to him.

"You still came!"

One sentence silenced Lin Yuan: "Did I wander onto the wrong set? This isn't a martial arts film set!"

The most ridiculous thing was that after the man opposite finished speaking, he slightly raised his buttocks, held onto the armchair, and slowly turned around. However, he hadn't positioned the chair correctly before, and his legs were blocked by the octagonal table. It took him a long time to turn around before he looked down and realized the problem.

Why don't you just buy an office chair with wheels and all this trouble will be avoided?

He gave an awkward smile, adjusted his posture, and then became serious again: "Young man, what brings you to Zhuge Village?"

He didn't correct the other party's claim about being a "young person," since that was how Lin Yuan appeared to be.

He said directly, "I heard that Zhuge Liang left behind a method for cultivating the Samadhi True Fire. I am very interested in it, so I came here to borrow the book to read it."

"Good! That's straightforward! I like it when you speak so frankly." The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Wife, give him the things."

Upon hearing this, the woman on the other armchair tossed a book to Lin Yuan, but didn't turn around the entire time, seemingly not wanting to see outsiders. However, Lin Yuan probably believed that she was ashamed of her husband's stupid actions just now and was afraid that people would recognize her.

The pages were very new, and the smell of freshly unpacked A4 paper was strong, clearly indicating that it was hastily prepared by the people of Zhuge Village.

The Samadhi Fire originates from the three dantian (energy centers) of the human body.

The upper fire is the sovereign fire, which originates from the Niwan point and governs the primordial spirit;

Zhongmei is the minister fire, born in the Crimson Palace, and governs the primordial energy;

The lower part of the body is the fire of the people, stored in the sea of ​​qi, and governs the primordial essence.

Set up the furnace and cauldron, concentrate your mind and guard the orifices, use true breath as the guide, and the primordial spirit as the commander.

First, gather fire from the fields to warm and nourish the vital essence, then refine the essence into qi.

Next, draw upon the fire of Nakata no Shinto, and the River Chariot will circulate, guiding the ascent and descent of officials, and opening the three gates and nine orifices.

When the Niwan fire is in harmony with the heavenly palace, it remains still and luminous. When the three fires return to one, samadhi arises spontaneously.

When in motion, the fire tempers the body; when still, the fire gently nourishes; interspersed with bathing to cleanse the mind, the timing and intensity are never lost...