Chapter 1 Starting with Full Talent
The sun rises slowly, like a fireball bursting out of the clouds, and the eastern sky is dyed golden.
Under the mist, the forest leaves in the mountains are green and green, like pieces of emerald leaves.
This place is as beautiful as a fairyland, full of beauty everywhere. At this time, on a straw mat in a thatched shed on the hillside, an unkempt young man was waking up from his sleep.
It has been exactly two and a half years since Ning Daoran traveled to this world of cultivating immortals. The good news is that he is still alive, but the bad news is that there is still no clue about cultivating immortals.
"Ding dong!"
As he thought, a talent system panel popped up in front of his eyes.
【Strength】: 5
【Defense】: 5
【Speed】: 5
【Mana】: 5
[Holy Spirit of Plants and Trees]: 5
【Control all beasts】：4
……
That's right, after Ning Daoran traveled through time, he obtained the legendary "Full Achievement System" with all six talents!
In the first stage, one talent point is automatically obtained every month. More than two years have passed, and Ning Daoran has been cautiously surviving in this world of immortality, and is finally about to make it through.
Now two and a half years are approaching, and the six major talents are nearly full!
And, each gift is fully understood.
Strength, defense, speed, and mana, the four basic talents are bonuses in the literal sense.
The Holy Spirit of Plants and Trees is the talent that Ning Daoran relies on most!
Every time you add a bit of Plant Holy Spirit, the growth speed of the plants you plant can be increased by as much as 10 times!
This means that he will have unlimited potential in the field of spiritual planting, and he is a natural expert at growing spiritual rice and elixirs!
As for the last talent to control the beasts, as the name suggests, it is related to "controlling the beasts".
……
"Old deer, get up!"
Ning Daoran stood up and angrily kicked the big guy at his feet.
“Ouch~~~”
The "big guy" slowly raised his head, and it turned out to be a deer with its "double horns" plucked out.
In the previous perception, this was a "mountain deer".
It was a dark night, and suddenly there was a bolt of thunder that shattered the darkness. This mountain deer came to the earth bathed in thunder and lightning, with its horns broken and half of the Azure Dragon Spear stuck in its butt!
Most likely some monk who was hunting monsters made a mistake and allowed the mountain deer to escape.
Ning Daoran happened to add a little control over the beasts at that time, and he turned the mountain deer into his first spiritual beast.
This deer is ignorant, and its eyes are filled with clear stupidity.
The reason why Ning Daoran kept it in the first place was because the mountain deer's innate magical power was to escape from the earth, and it could be used as a helper in digging holes in the ground.
In addition, the tendon meat of this big stupid deer weighs at least a thousand kilograms. One day, if the mountain is exhausted, it can still produce a batch of expensive meat.
After getting up, Ning Daoran started to feel worried.
He knew that he should cultivate immortality, but he had no idea where to start.
Since time travel, he has never seen a single immortal cultivator, let alone such a thing as worshiping an immortal.
The village where my predecessor was born is called Longxiang Village, which is located in the most bitter and cold desert area of Xia Kingdom. It is impossible for immortal cultivators to visit such a place where birds don't shit.
As for the exercises...
Half a year ago, Ning Daoran spent all his savings to buy a secret book of cultivating immortality called Body Tempering Technique from a passing salesman.
The salesman could tell at a glance that he had spiritual roots, and he immediately spoke eloquently, saying that this body tempering technique was a secret method of cultivating immortals, which could strengthen the body and cleanse the marrow of the Book of Changes. It was said to have endless wonderful uses.
His words were conclusive, claiming that an old man who had been paralyzed for thirty years once learned the body tempering technique and then flew over a wall and flew over a wall and disappeared on the spot. His whereabouts are still unknown!
But Ning Daoran has been practicing for half a year, but so far there has been no effect.
In the early morning, Ning Daoran bathed in the morning light and began to practice.
He slowly pushed up the quenching pile. He had pushed the quenching pile countless times in the past two years.
Although I know that this kind of skill may be useless after practicing it, but with the only resources at my disposal, I can only treat it like a dead horse and continue to persevere!
To cultivate immortality, you must have perseverance, otherwise you will not be able to become an immortal!
After a long time, after finishing a set of body tempering techniques, Ning Daoran let out a breath of turbidity in his chest.
“It’s cool!”
The moment he closed the pile, he noticed that today's pile push was a little different. There was a crackling sound in his skin, as if some kind of opportunity had been triggered.
Immediately afterwards, I suddenly felt some gray foreign objects appearing between the sky and the earth!
Reiki!
It’s really spiritual energy!
Only those with spiritual roots can feel the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. This is why in the world of immortality, it is impossible to practice without spiritual roots.
‘Fuck...’
Ning Daoran almost cried with joy, and then took a deep breath. Suddenly, the spiritual energy in the nearby heaven and earth seemed to be summoned.
They came from all directions, penetrated into the body, and then spread along the limbs and bones, washing the body that was sensing spiritual energy for the first time.
This is a sign of gas entering the body!
Done!
The first level of Qi refining stage!
"Old deer, I'm done!"
Ning Daoran was ecstatic, but he did not celebrate immediately, but continued to push the body tempering pile over and over again.
Until the body feels exhausted and cannot absorb any aura of heaven and earth in a short period of time.
At this time, in Ning Daoran's eyes, the speed of the snowflakes falling in the sky became extremely slow, and the shape of the snowflakes could also be seen clearly. The collision of one snowflake with another snowflake was observed carefully, and all the details were visible. .
These are all changes in the Qi refining period, which makes Ning Daoran extremely happy.
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer raised its head and shouted loudly, "Brother is awesome!"
"Brother Ning Daoran!"
At this time, suddenly a short figure rushed up the hillside. It was a young man wearing a green short coat.
Zhou Tiezhu!
The grandson of the old patriarch and the eldest grandson of the Zhou family, one of the two major surnames in the village!
Ning Daoran's biggest impression of him is...
This child's eyes are always focused in the middle involuntarily, and he looks somewhat wise.
"What's the matter?" Ning Daoran asked with a smile.
Zhou Tiezhu grinned and said: "Grandpa asked me to come over and call you. He said that there are immortal cultivators in the village, and they want to choose people with spiritual roots! I want you to come over quickly and try~~~"
"Huh? Immortal cultivator?"
Ning Daoran was greatly moved, and without hesitation, he took the big stupid deer straight to the village!
……
The village has been bustling for a long time.
When Ning Daoran brought Dabenlu into the village, he saw many people wearing white and cyan uniforms. Those people looked like immortals, and they looked old and powerful.
"Everyone, I am the outer deacon of Chaos Sect. I am here to measure the spiritual roots of the younger generation in the village. If there are spiritual roots, our sect will make arrangements."
An old man in a dark blue gown said with a warm smile. His complexion was full, and he had a somewhat childlike appearance.
A group of village children gathered together to wait for their spiritual roots to be tested. Nineteen-year-old Ning Daoran also stood together, feeling like he stood out from the crowd.
There were also several strange children standing not far away. They were all children from other villages who had detected spiritual roots and were about to be taken back to the Immortal Sect. The children in Longxiang Village looked at them with undisguised envy in their eyes.
A Chaos Sect disciple walked towards the teenagers waiting for the test with a green ruler. The ruler passed in front of the teenagers one by one, but there was no movement at all.
Not long after, the old deacon frowned: "Is it possible that there isn't anyone with spiritual roots in this village?"
The old patriarch's face looked a little more nervous.
Finally it was Ning Daoran's turn, and a blue ripple "swish" passed by on the ruler.
"Huh?"
The sect disciple who was testing the spiritual roots was slightly startled. He was happy at first, and then a little disappointed: "It's just a ninth-grade miscellaneous spiritual root..."
"Oh?" The old deacon looked at Ning Daoran and said with a smile: "You stay here for now, we will make arrangements later."
The old patriarch's face suddenly became a little more pleased.
By noon, the spiritual root test was completed, and among the younger generation in the entire village, only Ning Daoran had a spiritual root.
"Let me see."
The old deacon stepped forward and put an index finger on Ning Daoran's wrist, and suddenly he felt hot.
"Have you ever practiced the Body Tempering Technique? Give it a try."
"Yes!"
Ning Daoran slowly operated the body tempering technique that he had not yet mastered.
"Oh... I haven't started the Body Tempering Technique yet. It seems I have just entered the first level of Qi Refining... How old are you this year?"
"Nineteen."
"Not twenty yet."
The old deacon secretly thought in his mind: ‘Nine-grade miscellaneous spiritual roots, first-level Qi refining, unfinished body tempering technique, and less than twenty years old. It’s really a pity to throw away the food as tasteless...’
Whether you want this kind of spiritual root or not depends entirely on your own thoughts.
He looked at Ning Daoran and said: "You can go to the Chaos Sect to be a handyman or an outer disciple. Although you may not be able to achieve great success, having enough food and clothing for the rest of your life will not be a problem."
Ning Daoran nodded heavily.
He was so willing. After going to the sect, he found a place to quietly grow spiritual rice. This was better than anything else. He had also taken the first step on his path to immortality, so naturally he was willing!
Beside, the big stupid deer also nodded and barked.
"Huh..."
The old man couldn't help but smile: "Is this your spiritual beast?"
"Yes, senior."
"It's interesting."
The old deacon looked at the old patriarch: "Our Chaos Sect wants this boy. He will spend the night in the village today and will return to the sect with us early tomorrow morning."
"Okay, okay!"
The old patriarch nodded repeatedly.
……
In the afternoon, the old patriarch’s house.
Ning Daoran and Da Ben Lu were eating fragrant egg noodles with their heads on their heads.
In front of the stove, a woman took off her apron and glanced at the man and the deer with undisguised disdain.
She really didn't have a good impression of this man and a deer who often freeloaded, and her disgust did not lessen even after knowing that Ning Daoran was about to enter the sect.
"Good nephew."
The old patriarch said earnestly: "Don't leave before you finish eating. I have something for you here."
He took out a crumpled handkerchief from his arms, placed it on the table and pushed it forward gently.
"This is?"
Ning Daoran still respects the old patriarch. After all, he is an elder and has always treated him well.
After opening the handkerchief layer by layer, what was wrapped inside was actually two shiny crystal stones the size of little fingers.
Mortals may not find it strange, but a monk like Ning Daoran in the early stage of Qi refining can tell at a glance that this crystal contains extremely rich spiritual energy!
Spiritual stone!
This is the first time Ning Daoran has seen spirit stones. It is said that this kind of thing is a necessity in the world of immortality and can be used as hard currency.
Although they are two low-grade spiritual stones, they are undoubtedly a treasure to Ning Daoran who has just introduced Qi into his body!
"Good nephew..."
The old patriarch sighed, with nostalgia for the past in his eyes, and said: "Your father and I are two brothers who butt heads together, so we can also be regarded as your uncles.
Your parents died early, and you are alone and helpless. As an uncle, I have noticed these years, and there is not much I can do to help you, that’s all..."
The old patriarch's voice was calm: "We mortals in the mountains and valleys are called untouchables by the immortal cultivators. Although your uncle and I are the patriarchs, our knowledge is shallow. These two spiritual stones are not much. I think it is you who can detect the spiritual roots." A little thought.
If you can really become an immortal master one day and become an immortal cultivator from our Longxiang Village, you must be blessed by the place where you were born and raised..."
"Okay."
Ning Daoran immediately accepted the spirit stone, and then walked to the door with Big Ben Lu before turning around and bowing to the old patriarch before leaving.
The old patriarch smiled and waved goodbye.
……
evening.
Ning Daoran was dragged home for dinner by a little girl in a red cotton jacket.
Her name is Xiao Hehua, and she is the daughter of the white widow in the village.
Ning Daoran once rescued a little lotus that fell into the water in a river pond, so they had a good relationship with him.
Xiao Hehua's mother has already prepared dinner. Although it is a peasant dish such as braised beans and pork, it is particularly delicious.
In fact, the White Widow was extremely beautiful. After her husband died of illness, many bachelors in the village would secretly drool when they saw her from a distance.
"Eat slowly."
White Widow looked at Ning Daoran and Dabenlu's ungentlemanly eating posture and said with a smile: "I heard that after the spiritual root test this morning, you are the only one in our village who has spiritual roots."
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran nodded: "Tomorrow I will leave the village and go up the mountain to practice. Aunt Bai, you and Xiao Hehua are fine."
"Oh, you finally got through it..."
The white widow suddenly sighed, with a little loneliness on her pretty face: "Actually, you also have a hard life. Your parents died early, and your life is as hard as ours..."
As she said that, she glanced at Ning Daoran secretly, her pretty face with a few frost marks blushed slightly, and whispered: "Actually, there is something I never dared to say before. You have never thought about living at home in these years." Come down?”
Her voice was as low as a gnat: "It just so happens that my family is also lacking a man, and Little Lotus is very close to you..."
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran was so shocked that he almost couldn't swallow the food in his mouth.
The hint of the widow is already quite obvious, although...but...
"Lao Lu and I have a good time together, although it's a bit bitter." He said with a grin.
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer shouted in agreement.
Little Lotus didn't understand what it meant, so she just said: "Mom, Brother Ning said he would come back again. It's okay. We can see him again."
The White Widow smiled and nodded, and said nothing more.
……
That night, Ning Daoran couldn't sleep.
I can finally enter the sect and grow spiritual rice quietly. After all, growing spiritual rice is my biggest goal at the moment!
Five points of plant spiritual energy can grow fifty times faster. Spiritual rice that matures once a year can mature in one week. What an opportunity!
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