Becoming a god starting from the weasel

Chen Yang looked at the two Taoist robes and couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, Niu Shan knew his place and did not come to knock on the gate to disturb them.

"After a while, I'll have the little sparrow deliver some spirit rice. Although it won't prolong your life, it will still strengthen your body."

Chen Yang really liked these two Taoist robes. He could wear them if any fellow Taoists invited him in the future.

Chen Yang then put his Taoist robe away, closed the temple gate, and began to busy himself again.

During this period, Chen Yang was immersed in cultivation and neglected his work in the fields.

Fortunately, not much else needs to be done in the field. Just pull up the newly grown weeds and pour the composted fertilizer that was prepared earlier on top, and that's it.

In the field where he planted spirit corn last year, Chen Yang had already turned over the soil and spread fertilizer again in the medicinal field.

Chen Yang was busy until it was dark and the moon was high in the sky before he finally finished. However, he did not feel tired at all.

After practicing for a long time, occasionally being busy with miscellaneous tasks can actually be a kind of enjoyment.

Then they began pouring the spiritual liquid onto the Huangjing (Polygonatum odoratum), and poured the remaining spiritual liquid onto the Chizhi (Ganoderma lucidum).

Inside the sesame shed, the king of sesame plants had grown a centimeter taller. Although it still looked inconspicuous, it appeared quite tall compared to the newly sprouted sesame buds.

Tonight, Chen Yang did not go to the temple gate to cultivate, but sat under the peach tree.

The peach trees are still adorned with blossoms, carrying a faint fragrance.

Two years ago, when he first obtained the Hun Tian Pearl, he cultivated in the backyard, so Chen Yang planned to refine the spirit crystal here today.

He ate all two pounds of cooked white corn and finished every last grain of rice.

Afterwards, he took a Red Ganoderma Pill and a green amaranth leaf, and began to absorb Qi under the bright moon, determined to break through the tenth level of spiritual power tonight.

As Chen Yang exhaled and gazed at the moon, the moonlight in the night sky cast dappled rays of spiritual light.

  

At this moment, Chen Yang was dressed in a Taoist robe with a blue cloud and a lone crane. The moonlight covered his body, and his posture and artistic conception were not like a crane soaring into the blue cloud, but rather like an immortal gazing at the moon and ascending to heaven.

Coupled with Chen Yang's handsome appearance with his lowered eyes, anyone who saw him would surely praise him as having the makings of a natural immortal.

Chen Yang was completely unaware of this, focusing solely on his cultivation.

The white jade spirit rice within the body transforms into pure spiritual energy, which, combined with green amaranth and red ganoderma pills, invigorates the meridians throughout the body.

He rapidly absorbed the spiritual energy transformed from moonlight and white jade rice, channeling it all into his dantian, instantly increasing his spiritual energy by more than ten strands.

Chen Yang then gathered spiritual energy again and focused his mind to refine his spiritual power.

One strand, two strands, three strands...

When the spiritual energy condensed to the seventy-second strand, a sudden change occurred, and in an instant, there were faint signs of collapse.

No matter how hard he tried, he could never grasp the knack of integration or find the right moment for a breakthrough.

After several fruitless attempts, Chen Yang was filled with frustration and ultimately failed to make a breakthrough.

Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh. The limitations of his own aptitude meant that relying solely on himself to break through was ultimately too demanding.

Immediately, Chen Yang's mind stirred, and the spiritual crystal containing spiritual light on the jade bead on his dantian quietly fell into his dantian.

A familiar warmth instantly swept over my entire body, my blood vessels suddenly became hot, and my meridians were widened once again.

Chen Yang could clearly sense that there were some dark impurities hidden in his bloodline, all of which were extracted and removed through tempering.

With just a thought, it can be expelled from the body at any time. This sensation is very similar to the last time. The only difference is that the moment the heat subsides, a cool and refreshing feeling arises in the center of the forehead.

The space between the eyebrows is the upper dantian, the place where the soul dwells, and the lifeblood of the primordial spirit.

"Could it be that my soul has undergone a mutation?"

Just as Chen Yang's mind was in turmoil, a stream of spiritual energy quietly emerged and merged within his dantian without his deliberate control.

With his spiritual energy stabilizing, Chen Yang slowly opened his eyes.

The moonlight bathed the earth, and the surrounding night was as bright as day.

Chen Yang keenly noticed that his visual perception seemed to be somewhat different from usual.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his brow, but found nothing and could not sense anything unusual.

After a brief period of fruitless contemplation, Chen Yang decided to stop investigating and seize the time to continue his cultivation.

About two hours later, the moonlight gradually faded, and no more spiritual light shone down. Only then did Chen Yang stop cultivating.

If anyone could glimpse his dantian, they would be greatly shocked.

At this moment, fifty-four strands of spiritual energy were quietly suspended within Chen Yang's dantian, and a look of joy appeared on Chen Yang's face.

This improvement is not only due to the two catties of white jade spirit rice, but more importantly, it is due to the improvement of one's own aptitude and the significant improvement in the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy.

In the past, if one did not cultivate in time after consuming spiritual rice, the spiritual energy would dissipate and be lost. Now, however, there is no need to worry about this too much.

Chen Yang sensed his own condition and understood.

This spirit crystal increased his cultivation speed by a full ten percent, and his innate talent underwent a real transformation.

The obstacles to breaking through and advancing to the next level have been greatly reduced, completely eliminating his concerns about cultivation over the past half month.

In the path of cultivation, both aptitude and resources are indispensable. If one possesses both, the road ahead will naturally be bright.

Chen Yang got up, tidied up the tables and chairs in the courtyard, and went to the statue of the Three Pure Ones to complete his evening prayers.

Upon returning to the Taoist temple, Chen Yang continued to meditate intently, repeatedly examining the changes in his soul between his brows. However, no matter how he tried to deduce or perceive, he remained completely clueless.

As dawn approached, Chen Yang gave up and lay down on the bed to fall into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Chen Yang woke up feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Although I still couldn't figure out the changes the spirit crystal brought to my soul, I had already investigated it thoroughly last night without success, so I stopped worrying about it and decided that focusing on cultivation was the right path.

Chen Yang was clear-headed and didn't like to overthink things. He would quietly cultivate himself and focus on his practice.

After breaking through ten spiritual energy barriers, Chen Yang's next cultivation hurdle is the Dao Xing barrier. He only needs to condense thirty-six spiritual energies to condense his Dao Xing.

Such a threshold for cultivation is rarely broken through by ordinary spirits and monsters. Most of them accumulate spiritual energy reserves far exceeding the required amount, which are used to replenish the energy lost when they break through. Kong Ling is one such example.

Kong Ling is exceptionally talented and has an extraordinary background. It is likely that he will be able to make another step forward in a while, and he is not far from breaking through to a higher level of cultivation.

With the blessing of the Hun Tian Pearl, I only need to cultivate steadily step by step to catch up.

Now that there are no more bottlenecks or obstacles in my spiritual practice, it is the perfect time to focus on diligent progress.

After finishing his morning prayers, Chen Yang returned to his Taoist retreat and secluded himself to cultivate diligently.

Time flies, and August has arrived in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Chen Yang came as usual to water the Huangjing with spiritual liquid, but the Huangjing underwent some strange changes.

The once lush and vibrant Solomon's seal withered rapidly in an instant.

The roots and stems were withered and the tender leaves on the branches were all withered and yellowed, as if the vitality had been exhausted and the plant had died. It was obvious to the naked eye that the Solomon's Seal had no signs of growth.