Wild cultivation begins with wielding the Taiyin talisman.

Feelings are a mysterious thing. Before you have them, you may not be able to obtain them even if you go through great lengths. But after you have experienced them, you can easily find them again, and even if you don't want to remember them, you can't forget them.

Ning Che quickly found the feeling of controlling his own soul, but then got stuck at the point of not paying attention. No matter how he tried or what method he used to divert his attention, he couldn't ignore his own soul.

Soon, he couldn't think of any new solutions, so he had to try the old methods again and again.

As dawn broke, he became exhausted, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he forgot one of the methods.

The methods I had forgotten actually came in handy.

Ning Che suddenly found himself in a strange place, and stood there in a daze for a long time before he figured out how he got in.

In the vast darkness, he looked at his faintly glowing soul, having learned from experience. This time, he didn't perform the moonwalk, but randomly chose a direction and began to fly.

Soon, a golden Buddha statue appeared in the darkness.

The original owner of this body did have memories of monks, but he had very little contact with them, and Ning Che hadn't recalled them in detail. But the Buddha statue he saw now was all too familiar.

Is it true that all Buddhas in the three thousand worlds are the same, or is there another reason?

He didn't know much about Buddhism. Aside from seeing Buddha statues and knowing what Guanyin Bodhisattva looked like from watching "Journey to the West," he only knew that monks chanted Amitabha Buddha and that they had to beg for alms before eating.

Therefore, he quickly stopped his pointless contemplation. Based solely on personal feelings, he didn't like to believe in gods or Buddhas; he trusted himself most of all.

He then bypassed the Buddha statue and continued flying forward.

Soon, another light appeared beside him. Ning Che leaned closer to take a look: it was a bottle emitting a faint blue glow. He couldn't tell what material it was; it looked somewhat like ceramic, yet also had a cold, metallic sheen. Countless lines swirled on its surface, seemingly depicting flowing water.

He hesitated for a moment, then gave up.

We continued forward, but this time what we saw was much stranger.

It was a muddy path, its edges miraculously blending into the surrounding darkness. Paper money was scattered across it, and the sound of weeping could be faintly heard. Shadows moved about on it, as if someone were walking, but they were not clearly visible.

Ning Che recalled Shi Ying's words, and his expression changed slightly. He bypassed that path and headed in a different direction.

Then, he saw the Buddha statue again.

His expression grew even more somber. Suddenly, a possibility occurred to him, and he continued flying forward.

Sure enough, the bottle was right in front of them.

Ning Che stopped in front of the bottle, lost in thought: 'The Buddha statue, the bottle, and that strange path… is there any connection between these three? Or is it simply a three-way choice?'

"If someone orchestrated all of this, their purpose might be to scare me off with that path, forcing me to choose between the Buddha statue and the bottle; if it's a simple three-way choice, then that path is clearly much more complex, doesn't that mean it's the most powerful?"

Ning Che continued forward; the road ahead awaited him, but the figures within had vanished. Only scattered paper money fell into the mud, like a gentle rain.

Ning Che felt an urge to go in and find out what was going on, but he quickly suppressed it with reason. He wasn't at his wit's end yet, and he didn't need to gamble his life on a guess.

Suddenly, in the boundless darkness, he froze.

By not focusing on his own soul, he could arrive in this space, find something here, and begin his cultivation with its help. This was the method of seeing the divine in meditation that he understood, but what he didn't expect was that he would encounter a situation where he didn't want to choose any of them.

"Since one can arrive in this space without focusing on their own soul, will one be able to return if they try to sense their soul?"

Ning Che began to try.

Soon, following his senses, countless strands of pure white light suddenly shone from his soul. These rays wove together to form a three-dimensional, intricate rune, following his physical form.

This doesn't seem like he's going back at all; it's more like... he chose himself.

Ning Che was bewildered, but instinctively mobilized his soul to touch the rune.

Then a bright light shone forth, like a full moon falling to earth, instantly permeating his limbs and bones, causing certain meridians in Ning Che to light up. He naturally understood how to cultivate, and the name of this rune, just as a child understands the importance of eating.

The Precious Register of the Great Lord Taiyin Jielin!

This method involves receiving the Dao talisman, which is the seed of the Great Dao. Then, one can refine the moonlight into magical power, stimulate its origin, and open a place in the brain called the Sea of ​​Marrow. Then, the magical power can accumulate in the Sea of ​​Marrow until it becomes powerful enough to affect matter, and then it can connect with the blood and qi and flow into the dantian.

In the pure, warm sunlight, Ning Che suddenly opened his eyes, a clear light flashing within them before disappearing.

With a slight sense, he could "see" his own Dao talisman, which was floating in the vast darkness, like a miniature moon.

Ning Che's lips unconsciously curled into a smile. He sat there for a while before being brought back to his senses by a sudden surge of hunger.

He suddenly stood up, opened the window, and saw that the sun had already passed its zenith. This meditation session had actually taken almost a day and a night, and he was still completely unaware of it.

"Man is made of iron, food is made of steel—can the practitioners here practice fasting?"

As Ning Che pondered this, he pushed open the door and went out, intending to see what else was left at home. He would make do with a meal first, and then go find Shi Ying to ask about cultivation.

Unexpectedly, a chair was pulled out by the door, and food was already laid out on the table: a plate of stir-fried wild vegetables, a bowl of millet rice, and a large bowl filled with half a bowl of some kind of soup.

Ning Che searched the house for Shi Xiujuan, but couldn't find her.

He hesitated for a moment, then ate some, and the taste was surprisingly good.

However, Shi Xiujuan is crazy but not stupid, so it's not strange that she can cook—although Ning Che has taken on the task of cooking and delivering meals to her since she went crazy.

After cleaning up the dishes, he put his money bag in his pocket and went out to find Shi Ying.

Maintaining a relationship certainly requires reciprocity; if he never puts in any effort, it probably won't last. I'll bring some money with me today as a gift.

In the Daxia language, money and cloth are the same word, but Ning Che still calls it money according to custom.

There are three types of money. The largest denomination is one million, which is said to be a sphere cast in pure gold. There is no such precious thing in the village. However, he does have a gold coin worth ten thousand, which is round and has serrated edges.

The Great Xia Dynasty didn't have silver coins; the next denomination was the largest copper coin, worth one thousand coins, roughly shaped like a fish. One thousand coins was enough to buy several dozen kilograms of meat at the market, so even if Shi Ying was a cultivator, she wouldn't find it offensive as a gift.

Shi Ying lived in the only two-story building in the village, rarely venturing out and devoting herself to the study of witchcraft. She was indeed home at the moment. After Ning Che explained that he had achieved a state of spiritual enlightenment and was now somewhat puzzled, Shi Ying welcomed him into the house.

The original owner of this body had no connection with this shaman; their relationship was merely that of acquaintances, and she had never visited her before. When Ning Che arrived at her house for the first time, he was surprised to find that there were no chairs in the living room, only four futons.

Shi Ying pulled over a futon and sat down, so Ning Che followed suit and also pulled over a futon to sit cross-legged.

There was never any formality when speaking with Shi Ying; she went straight to the point, asking Ning Che how he had specifically cultivated to his current state. Since Ning Che had come to ask, he didn't hold back and explained the entire process in detail.

Upon hearing this, Shi Ying frowned: "It should be Taoist talismanic practices, but..."

She looked into Ning Che's eyes and slowly said, "Taiyin is an ominous sign, a demonic phenomenon."