Becoming a god starting from the weasel

The more Chen Yang cultivated, the more he realized how poor his physical constitution was.

Zhu Dazhuang had been drinking spirit wine and eating green amaranth with him some time ago, and Zhu Dazhuang's improvement was at least more than half that of him.

Although Chen Yang had not investigated in detail, it was roughly this number, so Chen Yang had always wanted to improve his physical constitution.

If I didn't know that I could obtain a little spirit crystal every year, I probably wouldn't be able to continue cultivating silently like I am today.

However, it was precisely because of the Chaos Pearl that Chen Yang was not in a hurry. It was all due to fate and destiny. Afterwards, Chen Yang returned to his bed in the Taoist temple.

After all, it was my first time using a spirit crystal, and I ended up lying in the vegetable garden sleeping all day. I needed to find a more comfortable place to sleep.

Chen Yang lay on the bed, propped up with pillows, and the spirit crystal slowly fell into his blood vessels from his dantian.

The pale white spirit crystal vanished instantly upon falling in, leaving only a surge of heat igniting within the bloodline.

Chen Yang could even feel the blood pulsating, somewhat similar to the first time, yet different.

As his blood pulsed, a wave of pain washed over him, causing Chen Yang to furrow his brow.

But after only a few breaths, the pain turned into a warm current.

The warm current, as gentle as lukewarm water, flowed through my veins, and then I felt nothing more.

Chen Yang opened his eyes and touched himself.

Black grime had seeped out from Chen Yang's hair; just smelling it made him almost vomit.

This made Chen Yang think of the "cleansing of the marrow and hair" ritual. Could it be that this was the impurities in his body? The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

However, the Taoist temple was indeed very smelly. Fortunately, Chen Yang was not wearing any clothes, so he quickly walked through the Sanqing Hall, ran to the stream, and jumped in.

As soon as Chen Yang entered the water, the entire stream was instantly filled with a foul stench. The fish and shrimp in the stream hurriedly hid in the crevices of the rocks, keeping a safe distance from Chen Yang.

However, when Chen Yang sat in the stream to wash himself, he found that his movements were more agile than before, and he could use his whole body freely, almost exactly the same as in his previous life.

Moreover, the effects are not limited to this. After simply closing his eyes and cultivating, Chen Yang found that the current effect was almost the same as when he first consumed green amaranth, about 20% of the effect.

However, it is unclear whether this was added to its own inherent value or added extra, like green amaranth.

The difference between the two is still quite large. After all, Chen Yang's original base was too weak, so even with the boost, it wouldn't make much difference.

"Never mind, I'll try again during my cultivation tonight."

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Chen Yang tried other things, such as asking for a title, or whether he had any other memories in his mind.

But none of these things are there; everything remains the same as before.

This reminded Chen Yang of the powerful spirits recorded in the Miscellaneous Books and Catalogues, who could obtain Qi-guiding techniques and cultivation manuals within their bloodlines.

They are born and nurtured by nature, and can cultivate on their own without needing a master.

However, Chu Xiuyuan himself had never seen such a spirit before.

Although it is hearsay, it is recorded in both the "Xuanyuan Wuwei Zhenlu" and the "Shan'e Zhaoying Lingjian Pian", so it must have been based on some research.

After the experiment, Chen Yang stopped thinking about it and began to focus on washing.

Chen Yang cleaned himself thoroughly, making sure there was no dirt on his body, before returning to clean the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple was also stained with some impurities, but after washing it with a basin of water, it was clean.

Chen Yang then lit two more sticks of sandalwood incense before closing the door and leaving.

Then Chen Yang picked some green amaranth leaves, sat down under the statue of the patriarch, and began to cultivate with his eyes closed.

Although there is no moonlight during the day, making cultivation quite slow, the green amaranth still provides some benefits.

Chen Yang didn't open his eyes until the sun was high in the sky, by which time the green amaranth in his stomach had been completely absorbed.

Chen Yang also tested the effects of spirit crystals on cultivation.

That 20% speed bonus was added to his inherent talent, not an additional boost.

When he first started cultivating, even the effects of green amaranth became noticeably stronger, which was a great thing for Chen Yang.

Although 20% isn't much, it adds up to a considerable amount over time. Moreover, Chen Yang receives a little spirit crystal every year, and the years of cultivation pass by in the blink of an eye.

As for cultivation resources, the supply of green amaranth is now stable, and the only resource that might be less abundant is spirit wine.

But Chen Yang had something to substitute. He took out a miscellaneous book catalog, opened the section on elixirs, and found a basic elixir formula among the Ganoderma lucidum varieties: the Crimson Ganoderma Pill.

The main ingredient is Ganoderma lucidum, which Chen Yang transplanted from Monkey Valley, and it only needs to be twenty years old.

It increases cultivation speed by about 10%. Although it is slower and not as good as the spirit wine, the spirit wine itself was created by chance, and the red fungus, which is the main ingredient, must be quite old.

That's quite a lot, but other materials still need to be collected. Among them, the two most important and difficult to collect are: spirit honey and dendrobium.

Chen Yang had heard of Dendrobium, but spiritual honey could only be made by spiritual bees. In this outer mountain, even spiritual things were rare, let alone spiritual honey.

"Perhaps I should go down the mountain myself."

Chen Yang closed the miscellaneous books and catalogs, and couldn't help but recall what Zhu Dazhuang had told him: that the spirit rice could be fought over once a year, so it must have other resources as well.

The area down the mountain is indeed much more abundant than the outer mountain. Perhaps I can find the spirit honey there someday.

But Chen Yang wasn't in a hurry. He could ask Black Hair to send two little monkeys to deliver a letter to Pig Dazhuang, asking him to look for the Spirit Honey beforehand.

If you can find it, you can exchange it yourself; if you can't find it either, you can go and check it yourself later.

There are ways to advance or retreat.

Chen Yang stopped thinking about these things. He looked at the statue of the patriarch in front of him, lit incense respectfully, and recited the "Jade Chapter on Purifying the Mind and Eliminating Delusions" for a while before his mind calmed down.

Indeed, becoming too engrossed in something can easily lead to attachment, whether in spiritual practice or in daily life.

Chen Yang couldn't help but think of the feeling he had when he went to Monkey Valley last year, returned unsatisfied, and spent the night lost in thought.

Today, I'm worried about my slow cultivation because of a single spirit crystal, and I'm also thinking about how to make up for it with the Crimson Ganoderma Pill. My thoughts are too chaotic and disordered, which is not good.

Life and spiritual practice are both forms of cultivation; one must find a good balance. Chen Yang thought to himself as he sat on the futon.

Just as Chen Yang had calmed down, he went to the kitchen to fetch a pot of tea, and was about to climb up to the gate to see the changes in the mountains and the village.

Before it could even be hung on the wall, a knock sounded at the door, accompanied by a voice similar to Hu Daoming's, but with a touch of spoiled arrogance:

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Is Brother Chen Yang there?"

"Is Brother Chen Yang there?"