What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

Just after finishing breakfast, Zhong Hui suddenly felt inspired and briefly explained something to Cang Xing before sitting cross-legged on the spot and entering a meditative state.

He silently recited the "Golden Elixir: Circulation Chapter" of the Daoist Classic, and the dormant spiritual energy within his body quietly revived, flowing gently like a babbling river.

The spiritual energy rises along the Du meridian and then falls back along the Ren meridian, passing through the three gates of the coccyx, the spine, and the occipital bone.

Once one cycle ends, the spiritual energy immediately begins the second round of challenges, and so on, gradually forming a complete closed loop. The spiritual energy seems to be inexhaustible and ever-renewing.

The moment the cycle of Qi circulation was completed, Zhong Hui felt a faint warmth emanating from his lower abdomen.

The Nine-Patterned Purple-Gold Pill, suspended in the dantian, suddenly emitted a faint glow, piercing through the spiritual mist that concealed it and illuminating every part of the body.

Immediately afterwards, his blood and qi circulation accelerated dramatically, and his internal organs resonated in unison, weaving together a unique spiritual rhythm.

His body became increasingly light, as if he were ascending to immortality. His mind was clear and transparent, without a trace of distraction, and many indescribable and mysterious changes arose within his body.

This is the self-circulating energy that cultivators dream of, a transformation of a life level.

However, Zhong Hui has only achieved the Small Heavenly Circuit so far.

Don't assume that the Small Heavenly Circuit is easy to cultivate just because he achieved it so quickly and easily.

If it weren't for his rich cultivation experience accumulated in his previous life, it would have taken a cultivator at least ten days to half a month to complete this step without any guidance and to explore on their own.

After the Small Heavenly Circuit had circulated eight times in a row and was running smoothly, Zhong Hui finally felt relieved. He did not stop cultivating, but instead struck while the iron was hot, preparing to break through to the next level, namely the Great Heavenly Circuit.

He plans to complete both the major and minor cycles today.

To cultivate the Great Circulation, one must, on the basis of the already completed Small Circulation, guide the spiritual energy to flow automatically, connecting all the meridians that have been opened in the body, forming a comprehensive and fully automatic Great Circulation of Spiritual Energy.

This is undoubtedly an extremely demanding and mentally taxing project.

Moreover, Zhong Hui was at the peak of Qi Refining, with nine main meridians and one hundred and eight branch meridians in his body, making his meridians far more complex than those of ordinary cultivators.

Even with the help of past life experience, it still takes a lot of time to completely open up all the meridians and achieve a continuous circulation of spiritual energy.

However, for Zhong Hui, time is the one thing he has no shortage of right now.

The case of the missing woman has been settled, and the crisis in Fangyuan City has been resolved. He can now focus on his cultivation.

Chairman Zhong exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and following the profound method of the Great Circulation Chapter of the Daoist Scripture, he mobilized spiritual energy to accumulate and circulate in the major meridians.

The first wisp of spiritual energy slowly surged from the initial meridian, successively flowing through the second, third, and so on...

As each meridian is opened, the spiritual energy connects with each other, gradually transforming into a dynamic dragon of spiritual energy that spreads and connects to the remaining meridians.

The difficulty of achieving the Great Circulation is far greater than that of the Small Circulation.

When the spiritual energy reached the fifty-third meridian, due to the extremely slight differences in the concentration of spiritual energy in each meridian, the half-built circulation suddenly collapsed, and the spiritual energy went out of control on the spot, surging violently, announcing the failure of the first attempt.

Zhong Hui was not discouraged. He calmed his mind and regulated his breathing, suppressing all the restless and chaotic spiritual energy back into his major meridians, and fine-tuning the concentration of spiritual energy in each meridian one by one.

After confirming that everything was correct, he began his second attempt.

Article 1, Article 2... Article 15...

This time, the concentration was uniform throughout, and the spiritual energy rapidly connected, breaking through all obstacles and reaching the seventieth meridian. However, due to the excessively fast flow rate, the spiritual energy within the meridian was dispersed, resulting in another failure.

Haste makes waste... Zhong Hui was alert, took a short breath, and immediately launched his third attack.

On the other side, Cangxing, who was quietly watching the drama, suddenly smelled a faint, elegant fragrance.

She looked around and confirmed that the fragrance came from Zhong Hui, who was meditating. She quickly stepped forward, stood to the side, and gently inhaled. Instantly, a clear fragrance filled her nostrils, and she felt refreshed.

"???"

Cangxing blinked, full of curiosity, and muttered to herself, "It smells so good, how did you do that?"

At this moment, Zhong Hui's spiritual energy meridians had been connected to an astonishing ninety-nine meridians.

The nearly perfect circulation of Qi in his body has brought about many changes.

His blood circulation became smoother and more complete. The spiritual energy in his body was like a small fire dragon, patrolling every corner of his body. His internal organs, limbs and bones were nourished by the pure spiritual energy layer by layer. His whole body felt warm and cozy, as if he were soaking in a hot spring. The impurities remaining in his body gradually dissipated in this warmth.

In addition, the Nine-Patterned Purple-Gold Pill in his dantian also underwent a change, starting to rotate extremely slowly like a small planet, while the spiritual mist that originally covered it condensed into a ring, swirling around his body.

Just as everything was progressing steadily, Zhong Hui suddenly opened his eyes, felt a metallic taste in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This sudden turn of events startled Cang Xing, who was watching from the sidelines. She glanced at the bloodstains on the ground, then looked anxiously at Zhong Hui, whose face was still rosy, and asked with concern, "Are you alright? Why did you suddenly vomit blood?"

"It's alright."

Zhong Hui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "When the spiritual energy flowed to the hundredth meridian, it accumulated too much and I couldn't control it for a moment. I suffered a minor injury."

Cangxing nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Just as she was about to press further, Zhong Hui closed his eyes again and resumed his cultivation.

This time, he skillfully connected the already linked meridians, rushing directly to sixty in one go before deliberately slowing down.

In the following process, he became increasingly cautious.

The spiritual energy gradually seeps into the body's meridians, circulating repeatedly.

The number of connected meridians steadily increased, from sixty-five to seventy-eight, and finally to ninety-nine.

The dragon formed from spiritual energy stopped at the entrance of this great checkpoint, its anthropomorphic eyes revealing a hint of caution. Only after Zhong Hui made up his mind did the dragon directly enter the meridian.

The spiritual energy in its meridians was gradually absorbed by the dragon, and its body slowly grew stronger.

However, as the size increases, the dragon becomes increasingly difficult to control.

Every wisp of spiritual energy that constitutes it seems to have developed self-awareness, eager to break free from its constraints and unwilling to cycle along a predetermined path.

Upon realizing that the anomaly that had caused the failure had reappeared, Zhong Hui calmed himself down and instantly came up with a solution.

As the saying goes, it's better to guide than to block.

Since the dragon's frequent loss of control is due to excessive spiritual energy, then the total amount of spiritual energy should be appropriately reduced.

The thought had been formed in his mind, and he did not hesitate at all. He immediately began to adjust, peeling away the excess spiritual energy from the dragon's body bit by bit, like unraveling a cocoon.

With nearly 15% reduced, Youlong finally settled down, and the hundredth meridian was successfully opened.

There are still seventeen meridians missing before all meridians are connected to form a true Grand Circulation.

The rest of the text is not very difficult.

Zhong Hui had experience from his previous life and had solutions for all the pitfalls he had encountered, so Youlong broke through smoothly all the way.

As they advanced, one hundred and two... one hundred and five... until one hundred and ten, when the spiritual energy became too dense again, the dragon began to show signs of losing control, and the sprint was forced to stop.

Zhong Hui was already familiar with the process. After removing a small portion of the spiritual energy, the dragon quickly calmed down and flew towards the last seven meridians.

111, 112...

The changes occurring within his body became increasingly exaggerated. The radiant light reflected from the Nine-Patterned Purple Gold Pill even shone through his body, forming a strange phenomenon of a large sun suspended in the sky behind him.

"It's so hot!"

Cangxing wiped the sweat from his forehead and fanned himself frantically.

At this moment, the entire room felt like it was in a furnace, the circulating air became scorching hot, as if it were about to burst into flames.

The little white dog, who was sleeping peacefully, stuck out its tongue because of the heat and ran all the way to the toilet to turn on the tap and cool off.

Cang Xing stared intently at the scorching sun: "My God! What on earth is Zhong Hui doing?"

As she looked at him, her gaze grew increasingly strange, and a chilling thought suddenly surfaced in her mind: Could it be that Zhong Hui's casual talk about cultivation was all true?

If that's the case, then everything he said before was actually true?

Having lived for half a million years, I come from another world...

Any one of these messages, once leaked, could cause a huge uproar and have unimaginable consequences.

Of course, this is all predicated on the fact that someone is willing to believe it.

Cangxing took a deep breath and made up her mind that no matter whether the truth was true or false, she decided to treat it as false and help cover it up.

Otherwise, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble later.

"Alas, it was only because she met me, the kind-hearted Cangxing, who is as lovely as a falling flower."

"What kindness?"

"I……"

Startled by the sudden sound, Cangxing, who had been lost in thought, patted her chest, still shaken, and looked at Zhong Hui, who had returned to normal. "Is the cultivation over?"

Zhong Hui nodded.

Now that he has completed the cultivation of both the major and minor cycles, he has undergone a transformation in his life level. His spiritual energy has been circulating continuously ever since, and he has even created the extraordinary phenomenon of the sun hanging in the sky, greatly enhancing his combat power.

He was confident that if he were to face the young divine messenger again and go all out, he could kill her within three minutes.

If a Golden Core cultivator boasts that he can kill a Nascent Soul cultivator in three minutes, such a statement will only be seen by others as arrogant and ignorant of his own limitations.

But Zhong Hui was just that confident.

Firstly, it stems from his past identity as the Heavenly Emperor, and secondly, it is because he cultivated to the extreme in every realm.

Zhong Hui brought up the old question again: "What kind of kindness did you just mention?"

"nothing."

Cangxing quickly changed the subject, "I want to drink coffee, come with me for a walk."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhong Hui's reply, she pulled him out.

During their elevator ride, the system quietly reactivated, muttering to itself: "Incredible! Has the host forged a completely new path?"

In the past, it had always seen the deep-rooted ideas in the host's mind as not only a waste of the Seed of Sorrow and magic, but also a slowdown in advancement. Now, it seemed that they had brought long-term benefits.

The imagination in the host's mind not only affects reality but also takes effect on the host himself. Although a lot of magic power is consumed in the process, it is all in exchange for permanent amplification.

In other words, the meridians opened by Zhong Hui are real, the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core realms, the pills he usually takes, the supernatural powers and secret techniques he cultivates, and even the transformation brought about by the completion of the microcosmic and macrocosmic orbits are all true.

Everything he conceived in his mind and put into practice became reality.

The system couldn't help but ponder to itself what kind of changes it would bring to itself and the world if the host's strength reached the pinnacle of magical girl power one day.

A single thought can overturn the ocean, create heaven and earth, forge a completely new world... or even give birth to a true cultivation plane...

No one can answer this question, not even the system.

In fact, even it had never understood why the host's magical abilities were so closely related to its own fantasies, and why the effects were so terrifying.

This can no longer be called magical ability, nor can it be called cultivating immortality; it should be called cultivating truth.