Cultivation begins with harvest.

Dongfang Lieming was stopped at the door.

A somewhat plump, round-looking wren landed on the threshold, proudly blocking her way.

Although the second one looks a bit chubby and clumsy, its Golden Flight Technique in its burst state is too fast, making Dongfang Lieming quite wary. As a first-tier high-grade beast, the Thousand Needle Wren has fewer innate spells than the Purple Poison Spider, but all four of its innate spells are useful. Dongfang Lieming is not confident in breaking the airflow shield alone.

Dongfang Lieming was puzzled as to why Qianzhenliao was blocking him today. Could it be that his senior brother was doing something important?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Lieming took the initiative to leave the courtyard and walk towards his own yard, looking with some envy at Chen Guangling's fields, which were either golden, yang-rich soil or shrouded in mist, with Dingzhen tea trees...

Suddenly, a figure staggered out from the vortex of hazy, cold mist, hunched over and coughing incessantly. A thin layer of frost covered his body, and the red corner of his clothes was as stiff and rigid as a wooden board.

"Ahem, it's you, ahem..."

Chen Guang's face was as if covered with a layer of ice and snow, his complexion was pale and stiff, and his hair was white with black hidden in it. His head was white as if it had been hit by frost, making his hair stiff and colorless. He didn't have time to say a few more words to Dongfang Lieming. He released the Qingyun Boat and headed towards Xingfeng Market at the fastest speed.

Wei Donglai, quite worried, followed closely out of the ice mist formation and released his Green Leaf Boat to give chase.

This time, Chen Guang stayed in the ice fog formation intermittently for a full four days!

The process of transforming the White Mist Floating Duckweed was more difficult than Chen Guang had imagined. Unfortunately, it was difficult to get help from Wei Donglai and the other person. After all, if they protected Chen Guang too much, the cold air in the area would be weakened, which would affect the plan to improve the White Mist Floating Duckweed. Therefore, Zhong Qi and Wei Donglai could only assist from the side, do some limited defense, reduce the pressure on Chen Guang, and increase the time he could stay in the formation.

Sensing the state of the floating white mist and then making subtle adjustments can only be done by Chen Guang himself. If others interfere, their reaction speed will be slower and they will miss the opportunity.

So Zhong Qi and Wei Donglai had witnessed the extent of Chen Guang's sacrifices. As Zhong Qi watched Chen Guang and Wei Donglai disappear from sight in an instant, a heavy feeling settled over her.

Flying in mid-air, the airflow was blocked by the Azure Cloud Boat. Even a slight breeze was enough to make Chen Guang shudder and hurriedly urge the Azure Cloud Boat to protect himself.

Feeling his body stiffen and a stinging, almost numb pain spreading through him, Chen Guang knew he was injured both internally and externally. The chilling aura of the Ice Flower Wutong had an astonishing freezing ability, capable of powerfully and effectively damaging an object or even a life. Despite wearing the Red Snow Robe, chewing the Crimson Melting Pill, maintaining his magic shield, and having two Qi Hall disciples protecting him, he still couldn't withstand it. Even when he occasionally left the Ice Mist Array to rest, that time was still too short.

One reason he did this was that he had developed a passion for researching and modifying the white mist duckweed. Although this research was tedious and risky, the satisfaction and mental release from immersing himself in it and gaining something from it was an unparalleled enjoyment. On another level, experiencing the cold air firsthand was risky, but it also gave Chen Guang a clearer and deeper understanding of the cold air. Secondly, Chen Guang consciously wanted to test his own limits.

Because the magical power of a Qi Refining cultivator will not undergo a qualitative change.

Unless there is an overwhelming advantage, even high-level cultivators can easily get into a stalemate and a war of attrition when dealing with low-level cultivators. In such a battle, it is very important to know your bottom line—the limit that you are about to break. Being prepared will make it easier and more likely you can calm down even if you panic.

Chen Guang has too many secrets and most of the time he will not "go all out". But the significance of setting up such a line is that once it is touched, he should unconditionally and without reservation release all his means, because it means that he has reached a critical moment of life and death.

Using the chill of the ice flower and the phoenix tree to test one's limits is unrealistic in terms of accuracy and effect. Its greatest significance lies in psychological preparation, probing one's psychological limits.

This is also a bottom line: understanding whether your ability to withstand pressure is relatively weak or relatively strong.

In reality, the harm caused by cold accumulates over time, and this process can be predicted. Before reaching that bottom line, there is already enough mental preparation.

So although there were injuries, they were kept within a tolerable range.

One major reason is that Chen Guang is in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, so he is not as afraid of injury as he is in the early stage of Qi Refining.

I did have moments when I wanted to give up, but that was my bottom line.

Chen Guang knew he hadn't seen much of the world and lacked the mental fortitude to handle high-pressure situations, so it was a good thing to give himself a psychological test.

Not intending to engage in combat or intense adventure is not the same as not preparing for it.

Worrying about things that haven't happened yet is bad, but being completely oblivious to the future is equally pointless.

Enveloped in the chill, Chen Guang landed in a corner of the market and skillfully found Chunming Medical Clinic. With each step, his red snow-covered clothes and flesh, which were as hard as iron, made a teeth-grinding "crunch" sound. The stiff pain followed by a lingering soreness left Chen Guang physically and mentally exhausted.

"call"

A gentle breeze blew by, and the Taoist priest from Chunming Medical Hall landed in front of Chen Guang. His expression was slightly different. The next moment, his entire face, including his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, revealed a hint of spring green. Chen Guang felt a gentle but clear sense of being watched. The fact that he felt like he was being watched at the same time made Chen Guang's expression strange. He was slightly wary, but then he relaxed.

This was clearly a spiritual healing technique. After about six breaths, Daoist Chunming looked at Chen Guang with a strange expression and placed his hand on the latter's shoulder. Gentle and calm magical power flowed in, transforming into spring-colored light that flowed along his heart meridian. Wherever it went, the cold air was completely enveloped, making Chen Guang feel much more relaxed.

"You've been in contact with the ice flower sycamore for too long."

When Chunming Daoist said this, his expression was calm and confident, and Chen Guang was not too surprised. This was the skill that a mature spiritual healer should have.

Based on one's own situation and environmental factors, one must confirm the cause of the illness. If one is not careful, the outcome may be quite different. There are countless spiritual beings and situations in the cultivation world. Many people have seemingly similar conditions, but they have used treatment methods haphazardly, resulting in disastrous outcomes.

"Fortunately, these ice-flowered sycamores still look relatively young."

"Yes, it took four days and three nights, with intermittent contact."

Chen Guang also affirmed the other party's judgment.

"Qi cultivation cultivators should avoid contact with high-level spiritual plants unless absolutely necessary, especially this kind of non-peaceful Du spiritual root. Each contact should not exceed half an incense stick's time, and the interval between two contacts should preferably be more than three days." Daoist Chunming knew that he might not be able to persuade these cultivators, so he still gave a compromise suggestion.

Otherwise, not touching it at all is the safest decision.

"Your injury this time is not deep and has not damaged your heart or bone marrow, but there are signs that the surface flesh has been frozen. Some small meridians that have not yet been opened have also been affected. You should have taken medicine to nourish your meridians. It's not a big problem, but taking such a risky action is unlikely to be safe in the long run."

Generally speaking, it's best for Qi Refining cultivators to avoid contact with high-level spiritual plants; it's good for everyone.

Chen Guang naturally appeared to be receptive to instruction and followed Daoist Chunming into the attic to receive treatment.