After binding with a genius, I became an immortal by exploiting loopholes.

However, when he looked at the egg-sized orb of light in Chu Yunfeng's illusory dantian, the initial enthusiasm in his heart quickly cooled down.

The light bead looked quite large, golden in color, and contained several months' worth of accumulated cultivation.

However, in the future, spiritual roots will need to be tempered, earth veins will need to be nourished, spiritual fields will need to be filled with spiritual energy, and cultivation levels will need to be improved.

The light beads look big, but in reality, they won't last more than a few days.

The cultivation required to develop a cultivation technique is definitely a bottomless pit. With this little bit of resources, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get close to the second level.

Even if we manage to use it, how much can we recover?

One layer? Half a layer? What if I don't have enough cultivation by the time I'm halfway through? The technique will be incomplete, and it's not good to practice it or not to practice it. It would just cause more trouble.

It's better to master the first level first.

For him now, being able to conceal his aura and deceive ordinary cultivators is enough.

As for the later levels, we can talk about them when we have more cultivation.

He suppressed the thought and carefully put the jade slip away.

This technique is extremely important to him.

If he can truly master it, he will no longer need to worry about his cultivation level increasing too quickly and arousing suspicion, and he can cultivate and break through with peace of mind.

But he didn't rush into cultivation.

It's almost dawn, and we still have to go to work in the fields.

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During the day, Lu Qingchen was busy in the fields as usual.

As night fell, he did not go to the valley again.

Today, Sun Zhiyuan saw us together. Although we managed to brush it off, there's no guarantee that he won't become suspicious.

I need to stay quiet for the next few days and not go into the mountains anymore.

The spiritual rice and spiritual herbs in the spiritual field are still the same as before, growing slowly and barely alive.

But now he knows the reason: it's the Earth Vein Spirit Embryo causing the trouble.

Knowing the reason makes things easier; there's no need to rush to solve it.

I'll go back to the sect in a few days to check the records, find out the details of the Clear Meridian Spirit Embryo, and then figure out a way to deal with it.

With some spiritual abilities, even if the spiritual rice and herbs temporarily lack vitality, they can be fully restored later.

After finishing work in the evening, he returned to his residence, ate a simple meal, and then sat cross-legged on the bed to begin practicing the "Hidden Spirit Technique".

He had already memorized the incantation perfectly, and he also remembered the path of spiritual energy circulation.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind, guiding his spiritual energy from his dantian, following the requirements of the cultivation technique, and slowly moving forward along a meridian he had never traveled before.

An hour has passed.

The spiritual energy was stuck at the first hurdle, and no matter what it did, it couldn't get past it.

He could sense that the pass was like a tightly closed door, with spiritual energy lingering outside, but he couldn't find a way in.

He opened his eyes, rubbed his temples, then closed them again and continued trying.

Another hour has passed.

Or not.

Lu Qingchen was somewhat irritated.

He stood up, walked around the room twice, then sat down and resumed practicing his exercises.

This time he slowed down, silently reciting the incantation word by word, pushing his spiritual power forward little by little.

The pass remained completely still.

He tried again the following night.

Or not.

He understood the incantation correctly and remembered the path of spiritual energy circulation clearly, but he just couldn't get past that hurdle.

It's like looking through a thin sheet of paper; you can see the other side, but you can't break through it.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, his brows furrowed.

Not perceptive enough!

He is of low grade in terms of spiritual roots, which means he has poor spiritual roots and mediocre comprehension.

Comprehension is something innate and cannot be changed.

But what about the road stele?

Lu Qingchen's heart stirred.

The Dao Stele can temper spiritual roots, enhance spiritual artifacts, and infuse cultivation—so can it also improve comprehension?

Although comprehension is invisible and intangible, it is ultimately a part of a cultivator's aptitude.

If one's spiritual roots can be changed, why can't one's comprehension?

He hesitated for a moment, then drew out a wisp of his cultivation from the Dao Stele's light pearl. Instead of letting it sink into his dantian or seep into his spiritual root as usual, he guided it to slowly rise and sink into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The moment his cultivation entered his sea of ​​consciousness, he felt something in his mind vibrate slightly.

An indescribable feeling arose within me, as if a corner of a thin veil covering my eyes had been lifted, and the world suddenly became clearer.

He closed his eyes and silently recited the incantation of the "Hidden Spirit Technique" once more.

This time, those sentences that were originally difficult to understand suddenly became clear.

Lu Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, his heart pounding like a drum.

He looked down at his hands, which were covered in sweat.

He had never experienced that feeling before.

He then drew out a wisp of his cultivation from the light pearl on the Dao Stele and sent it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

This time, he deliberately tried to sense where that trace of cultivation went after entering his sea of ​​consciousness.

His cultivation spread out in his sea of ​​consciousness, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, slowly spreading and then disappearing without a trace, merging into his soul.

Lu Qingchen took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

He had long suspected that the most important thing about the Spiritual Pivot Dao Stele was not the cultivation points obtained through smuggling.

How could an ordinary cultivator possibly achieve spiritual enlightenment? How could they possibly temper their spiritual roots? How could they possibly improve their comprehension?

The Dao Stele transformed these cultivation levels, endowing them with effects they did not originally possess.

What truly defies the heavens is the Dao Stele itself!

The cultivation gained through reincarnation was originally just the spiritual power cultivated by ordinary cultivators. After being transformed by the Dao Stele, it can become a "panacea" for tempering spiritual roots, enhancing spiritual artifacts, and improving comprehension.

The more he thought about it, the more unfathomable the Dao stele seemed.

But what exactly it came from is not something he should be worrying about right now.

The most important thing right now is to master the "Hidden Spirit Technique".

He took a deep breath and drew out strands of his cultivation from the light pearl, guiding them to sink into his brow.

A warm feeling spread across my forehead, that familiar warmth spreading once again.

He closed his eyes and slowly unfolded the incantation of the first level of the "Hidden Spirit Technique" in his mind.

This time, the spiritual energy passed through the pass unimpeded and continued along the meridians.

One barrier after another was breached, and spiritual energy surged through the meridians.

After completing a full cycle, he opened his eyes and tried to control his breathing.

The spiritual energy in his dantian slowly contracted, and the outward aura became increasingly faint.

He looked inward and his aura dropped from the second level of Qi Refining to the first level.

However, it was not very stable, and its aura fluctuated back and forth between the first and second levels of Qi Refining a few times.

He tried to steady himself, using his spiritual power to suppress his aura, which subsided, but soon rose again, as if he had his own ideas.

Lu Qingchen frowned and tried a few more times.

Each time, I could only barely press down, and it would bounce back as soon as I relaxed. I couldn't control it freely.

It seems that although his comprehension has improved, his mastery of the techniques is still insufficient, and he needs to practice more.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

Being able to suppress it is already a first step; whether it's stable or not is a matter for later.

Practice makes perfect; with repeated practice, you'll eventually master it.

He regained his composure, blew out the oil lamp, and lay down on the bed.

The moonlight outside the window was like water, seeping in through the gaps in the thatched roof and sprinkling on the ground in patches, like shattered silver.

He rolled over, closed his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Once you take the first step, the rest of the journey will be much easier.

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