There was a simple kitchen outside the house and a bag of rice. Wang Fu quickly cooked himself a meal. He had not had a full meal since he entered Luoyu Sect. If it were not for the peanuts in his bag, he would have fallen on the long stone steps and might even have rolled off the cliff.
"Now I have officially joined the immortal cultivation sect, but Feng Dafu will find out sooner or later that I am lying. I don't know how I will be punished by him then. The most urgent thing is to start practicing as soon as possible."
Wang Fu knew that along the way, the other errand disciples were all afraid of Feng Dafu, which showed that this fat man was not as amiable as he seemed. Once he was exposed, he would surely be greeted with a violent revenge.
Wang Fu touched the [Thick Earth Technique] in his arms and suddenly felt a sense of urgency.
However, he did not start practicing first, but took out another thick book [Basic Knowledge of Cultivation].
After reading it, he finally understood what it meant to cultivate immortality and the importance of spiritual roots.
The beginning of cultivating immortals is the Qi Refining Stage.
By using the breathing method to draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, it will finally gather in the Dantian after being condensed through the meridians throughout the body, and the first ray of spiritual power will be derived. Only then can one be considered a true cultivator. Only with spiritual roots can one feel the existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body. If one does not have spiritual roots, one cannot feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so how can one practice cultivation?
Moreover, the fewer the spiritual roots are, the purer they are, and the more unmixed they are, the faster they absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The metaphor mentioned in [Basic Knowledge of Immortal Cultivation] is very vivid. The human body is like a large water tank. Immortal cultivation is like pouring water into the large water tank. When the water is full, you will break through. The five-element pseudo-spiritual roots are like a wooden barrel. The speed of cultivation is like using this wooden barrel to pour water into the large water tank. Four spiritual roots are five wooden barrels, three spiritual roots are twenty wooden barrels, two spiritual roots are fifty wooden barrels, and special spiritual roots with matching skills are eighty wooden barrels. And the heavenly spiritual roots... are like a hundred wooden barrels pouring water into the large water tank at the same time.
A hundred times more powerful than the five elements and mixed spiritual roots.
"With such a gap, no wonder a person with five elements mixed spiritual roots can only be a menial disciple." Wang Fu smiled bitterly. He realized how poor his aptitude was. However, he was not the kind of person who would be easily discouraged. Since he had chosen this path, he would not give up.
"The gap between me and the Heavenly Spiritual Root is a hundred times, so I will put in a hundred times the effort to practice."
Wang Fu continued reading.
The thirteenth level of Qi Refining is the foundation building, which is the foundation of cultivation. The foundation building stage is not divided into thirteen levels, but only four levels: the initial, intermediate, final, and great perfection. However, there are differences in the strength of the foundation building stage... the foundation building of the human way, the foundation building of the earth way, the foundation building of the heaven way...
Above the foundation building stage is the golden elixir, at the golden elixir stage one can fly into the sky and evade the ground...
Magical instruments, spiritual instruments, spiritual herbs, elixirs, formations, and refining equipment, etc. are all mentioned in [The Basic Knowledge of Immortal Cultivation]. Although it was only a rough introduction, it opened Wang Fu's eyes. After reading the whole book, he was finally no longer a novice in immortal cultivation.
He couldn't wait to take out the "Thick Earth Art" in his arms, opened the booklet, and what he saw was the practice method of the "Thick Earth Art". He turned a few more pages, but found that the technique only had the first four levels, which meant that it could only be practiced to the fourth level of Qi Refining.
"There are only four levels. It seems that the later skills can only be obtained by becoming a formal disciple." Wang Fu sighed, "Yes, if menial disciples cannot break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, they will have to leave the sect after ten years, and the sect's skills will inevitably be leaked."
Shaking his head, Wang Fu immediately began to recite the [Thick Earth Art]. After memorizing it, he began to practice breathing exercises according to the art's cultivation method.
Time passed until the evening, when Wang Fu's stomach growled in protest and he stopped breathing. However, apart from his better mental state, there was no change at all.
"It seems that there is indeed a huge gap between me and geniuses like those with natural spiritual roots. The [Basic Knowledge of Cultivation of Immortality] mentions that most people with natural spiritual roots can draw spiritual energy into their bodies within seven days, cleanse their bones and marrow, and be reborn." Wang Fu shook his head, sighed helplessly, and was extremely disappointed.
Wash the pots and cook, smoke rises.
Wang Fu had just finished eating and had no time to wash the pots and dishes when a dark and thin young man walked towards him.
"Hello, are you new here? I live next door to you. I just came back from work and saw someone in this empty room, so I came over to check it out."
"Yeah," Wang Fu nodded, "I just got here today."
"My name is Huang Zheng. What's your name?" The thin and dark boy looked at Wang Fu with a smile.
"Wang Fu."
"Wang Fu...we will be neighbors from now on."
The dark and thin young man Huang Zheng was somewhat outgoing. He stayed with Wang Fu for quite a while before leaving. Before leaving, he even reminded Wang Fu to take a shower and change into the clothes of a menial disciple.
Wang Fu smelled himself and immediately felt a foul odor mixed with blood. He quickly fetched water from the stream behind the house to take a bath.
After taking off his clothes and taking a shower, Wang Fu felt relaxed.
"Hey, what is this?"
Wang Fu discovered that there was a tripod-shaped pattern on his chest, which even felt uneven to the touch. He was shocked, fearing that something was wrong with his body, but fortunately he did not feel any discomfort.
"Why does this pattern look so familiar? Oh, isn't this the small tripod that Wang Tongdi gave me?" Wang Fu finally remembered the small tripod. He thought the small tripod had been lost long ago, but he didn't expect it to have turned into a pattern and was embedded in his chest.
After reading [Basic Knowledge of Immortal Cultivation], Wang Fu is no longer the ignorant boy in Wutong Village. He knows that there are many magical instruments in the world of immortal cultivation, which are called magic instruments, spiritual instruments, magic treasures... and have unpredictable abilities.
"Could it be that Wang Tong's small tripod is a magic weapon? No, how could a magic weapon have such a change and merge into flesh and blood? Could it be a spiritual weapon?" Wang Fu's eyes lit up.
He fiddled with the room for a long time, and the small tripod pattern on his chest finally changed.
It turns out that as long as you concentrate your consciousness on the pattern of the small tripod, you can feel the full appearance of the small tripod and summon it out.
"What a good baby."
Wang Fu was very excited when he saw the small tripod in his hand, which was half the size of his fist. The small tripod has changed a lot now. It is no longer dirty. It is dark blue with clear lines on the body. It feels very textured in the hand, and no longer looks black and light. The whole small tripod is integrated, with the same color inside and outside. It is simple and vicissitudes, full of time, and you can tell it is extraordinary at a glance.
"I didn't expect that kid Wang Tong would actually pick up such a treasure. But since he used it to exchange for my comic book, this treasure is mine." Wang Fu didn't feel any guilt. "I don't know what this little tripod is for. It's a pity that I haven't cultivated my spiritual power yet, otherwise I might be able to activate the little tripod."
Even if it is just a magic weapon, it is rare. What's more, the small tripod can be integrated into flesh and blood, which is definitely not as simple as a magic weapon.
They played with it until late at night. With Wang Fu's deliberate effort, the small tripod turned into a pattern again and merged into his chest.
Wang Fu fell into a deep sleep, and he dreamed that he had become an immortal...