Chapter 6: Cautious by nature (Thank you for coming to Genhelanzhou, leader!)
Invisibility is a technique that uses mana to blend oneself into the nearby terrain to hide from the prying eyes of others. Generally speaking, it is a small skill, but it should be useful in special circumstances.
The sound absorption technique, this one is even more outrageous, can actually use magic power to form a small field in the body, sucking the surrounding sounds into the body, making it invisible to others.
Both sets of exercises are very useless, even a little weird.
However, Ning Daoran soon had an idea in his mind. What if the breath gathering method + invisible method + sound absorption method were used together?
He could only think of one word to describe it.
sneak!
That's right, it's stealth! Assassin’s stunt!
It would be unimaginable if one could really practice all three basic skills to the point of perfection!
Learn it first, but you don’t need to spend time practicing it intensively. Use the time you save to practice it first to practice the Body Tempering Technique.
Good steel must be used on the blade!
"Ning Daoran."
The voice of a senior guarding the library sounded at the right time: "Your reading time is up, come out."
"Yes, senior brother!"
After walking out of the library and taking back the identity jade talisman, the big stupid deer suddenly let out an excited cry of "ouch".
Ning Daoran was a little dumbfounded. The big stupid deer was still tied to the wooden stake outside, and a kind-hearted senior sister even fed it a handful of grass.
"Old deer!"
He immediately lowered his voice solemnly and said: "You can't eat anything given by others. Do you still need me to tell you this rule?"
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer rubbed his shoulder. The deer's eyes blinked continuously and told him that the senior sister was very beautiful and looked like a good person.
"Never do this again, go home."
Ning Daoran touched the deer's head, smiled, took off the reins and put it in his arms.
Under normal circumstances, he would not tie a big stupid deer, and the big stupid deer doesn't like to be tied up.
Return to No. 77 Spiritual Field, continue planting spiritual rice, and keep harvesting.
……
One night.
The weather was hot, so Ning Daoran fried a small rooster with edamame, shredded green peppers and potatoes, and steamed a large pot of rice.
"Old deer, the weather is too hot."
He kept fanning himself and said, "How about taking the table outside to eat?"
"Ouch!"
The big stupid deer swung its tail wildly and was so excited that he could actually eat outside in the open air again?
Soon after, one person and one deer came out carrying the table with the food on it, and put it down in the open space outside the small cloud formation. Then they each took a stool and began to enjoy the rich dinner.
It's hot inside, but the summer night wind outside is really cool.
"Alas..."
Ning Daoran held his rice bowl and smiled suddenly, remembering his childhood in his previous life. At that time, the family was poor and had no air conditioning in the 1990s. On summer evenings, the table would be taken outside to eat.
"Old deer, are you cool?"
The big stupid deer buried his face in the rice bowl and kept digging at the rice, nodding his head again and again. He was so busy that he only had time to raise his head when picking up vegetables.
As for how Deer Hoof uses chopsticks to pick up vegetables?
Don't ask.
Big stupid deer is very talented.
At this time, two people passed by No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard.
Walking in front was a girl wearing a light blue outer disciple's dress. She looked about twelve or thirteen years old, and her appearance was extremely beautiful.
Ning Daoran just took one look and confirmed that this was a little beauty embryo, the kind that would conquer the country and conquer the city when he grew up.
Behind the girl, there was an old man wearing a gray gown.
These two people are the owners of Lingtian No. 78.
"Huh?"
The girl found the man and the deer. She seemed to feel that it would be rude not to say hello, so she stepped forward, bowed her hands and said: "It's senior brother Ning Daoran, right? Han Bing has met senior brother, we are a group of people who entered the mountain gate, Han Bing He entered the clan one day later than his senior brother.”
"Oh..."
Ning Daoran immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up: "Ning Daoran has met little junior sister Han Bing!"
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer also raised its neck and barked as a greeting.
Han Bing couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.
At this time, the old man behind her frowned and coughed lightly.
"Brother, I'm going back first."
"Okay."
Watching Han Bing and his old servant go away, Ning Daoran didn't care. It didn't matter. Planting his own spiritual rice and caring about the ups and downs outside it had nothing to do with him.
……
Winter and summer are changing, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the end of the year and the cold winter.
The north wind is like a knife, and thousands of layers of snow are rolled up in the mountains and forests.
A pot of charcoal fire was lit in the hut of No. 77 Lingtian, and Ning Daoran leaned on the deer to keep warm. In winter, the deer's fur was unusually thick and very warm.
Probably due to eating a lot of spiritual rice, the fur is smooth and the food is top-notch.
Ning Daoran looked at the swaying wind and snow outside, suddenly inspired, and couldn't help but sing two lines:
"Snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is blowing~~~~the world~is a vast~~~~"
The big stupid deer's ears stood upright and he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment. It sounded so good.
……
"The day's plan starts in the morning, we can't slack off and practice!"
Ning Daoran stood up and looked at his cultivation time. After half a year of accumulation, he already had more than four thousand years of cultivation time.
In fact, he has made many attempts to improve the efficiency of obtaining time for intensive cultivation. He had expanded and reduced the amount of spiritual energy poured out by the Holy Spirit on the plants and trees, but found that the final results were the same.
He also used a "ladder" planting method. Two days after planting one batch of spiritual rice, he planted another batch, so as to make a time difference.
But in the end they all ended up lonely. There are certain "rules" in this Sacred Plant System. The amount of cultivation time that the Saint Sacred Plant can produce in one year is no more than ten thousand years. No matter how fancy the cultivation methods are, there are only so many.
The same goes for increasing production and reducing production. The total amount of time required to refine output can only be reduced due to production reduction, but cannot be increased.
Now, with more than four thousand years of intensive cultivation, this is equivalent to an ordinary monk having four thousand years of life to specialize in one technique. Just think about it and you will know the horror of it.
He slowly pushed the stake and erected a body-tempering stake similar to horse steps in the warm hut. He immediately poured in the time of intensive cultivation and continued to practice the body-tempering technique that supports his own cultivation foundation!
[In the first year, when you look at your already completed Body Tempering Technique, you only feel that there is no possibility of improvement. This is already the peak of your cultivation]
[In the nine hundred and ninety-ninth year, after sitting for a thousand years, you begin to doubt life. Is your qualifications and understanding really so bad that people and gods are angry? 】
[You are full of white hair, and the people who practice with you die one after another]
[In the year 2006, more than two thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you have been holding the Body Tempering Technique in silence. The words on the technique seem to have become a sacred book, which you cannot understand]
[In the 3100th year, your flesh and blood begins to dry up. Years of practice have made you like a pond that is about to dry up. Your life is almost no longer able to support practice]
"Me! Ni! Ma!"
Ning Daoran looked confused. He hadn't broken through to the Great Perfection of Body Tempering Technique in three thousand years? What kind of divine understanding physique does he have on this stall?
He began to complain about his predecessor, "With your qualifications, if it weren't for me, I might not be able to get involved in the path of cultivating immortals in this life."
Although he was a little worried that this wave of four thousand years of intensive cultivation would not be enough time to reach perfection, Ning Daoran still decided to give it a try.
Continue pouring it in and practice the body tempering technique! Fight! !
[In the 4222nd year, your vitality finally showed a turning point. At that moment, you were like a person sitting in a dry well who saw a little light in the sky. The Taoist heart that had been dusted for many years finally came to this moment. Wake up】
[Your flesh and blood begins to boil, and the aura of the marrow-cleansing Yi Jing continues to compress and condense. They are too pure and condense into a spiritual agang on their own, constantly cleansing the physical body, and finally completing the twelve shedding of qi and blood]
[Body Tempering Technique. Huang Jie Lower Grade (Perfect)]
[Qi Refining Period (Fifth Level)]
[Remaining time for intensive cultivation: three hundred and fifty-six years]
……
"Huh..."
Ning Daoran withdrew from the intensive cultivation time and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his body was about to burn.
After the Body Tempering Technique was completed, the spiritual power originally condensed on the body surface had actually turned into small pieces of spiritual energy. Its defensive capabilities can be imagined.
At this moment, he is truly as solid as a rock as he is running the perfect body quenching technique!
If the arrow shot by the third master had landed on Ning Daoran, there wouldn't even be any skin injuries!
There is also good news.
Breakthrough again, now at the fifth level of Qi refining!
Moreover, the aura at the fifth level of Qi Refining is almost full.
Strictly speaking, this should be the "late stage of the fifth level of Qi Refining, Great Perfection", or the "half-step of the Sixth Level of Qi Refining".
In one breath, Ning Daoran felt that his blood, skin, flesh, muscles and bones had reached an unprecedented level, and the blood all over his body was as strong as a ball of fire in the dark night.
The skin under the skin is also red, and as the mana increases, spiritual auras are added to the body one after another.
The Perfect Level Body Tempering Technique is so powerful!
It’s simply a magical skill!
"No... keep a low profile, you must keep a low profile, and your mentality must not be arrogant."
Ning Daoran took a deep breath and sat quietly in the chair.
Youdao is that madness has its own destiny, not to mention this world of immortality that is full of dangers. It is hard-won that I have achieved what I am today, so I must cherish it.
The next second, he used the breathing method to stop the released breath at the third level of Qi refining.
After half a year of entry, my luck has improved a bit. It is more reasonable to move from the first level of Qi Refining to the third level of Qi Refining, right?
……
"Is Ning Daoran at home?"
At this time, an old man's voice came from outside, it was Mr. Lu.
"Here!"
Ning Daoran opened the small cloud formation, invited Mr. Lu into the courtyard, and immediately activated the formation again.
At best, Mr. Lu is just a younger brother in the early stages of Qi refining. With his cultivation and observation ability, it is impossible for him to discover the abnormal growth of the Holy Spirits of plants and trees in a short period of time.
"I came from Huanglongfang City at the foot of the mountain. I drank a pot of wine and bought a roast chicken, and came over to talk to fellow Taoists."
"Okay!"
Ning Daoran nodded with a smile, then raised his fist and pointed his thumb behind him, saying: "Old Lu, go and cook some vegetables for me."
The big stupid deer head went to stir-fry with a rice spoon in hand without looking back.
Surprise flashed across Mr. Lu's eyes.
Damn it, the spirit beast can also help with cooking, that’s so fucking outrageous, it’s worthy of being an outer disciple!
The two drank Laobaigan one cup at a time.
After drinking for three rounds, Mr. Lu finally talked about the purpose of his visit in a roundabout way.
"Recently, Taoist Taoist I discovered a forbidden ruin in the Huanglong Mountains. I suspect it is the place where a monk who has perfected Qi refining is buried. Would you be interested in exploring it together, Taoist Ning?"
‘Exploring a secret place? ’
Ning Daoran's heart sank immediately, thinking that this was not a good thing, the mortality rate was too high!
He politely declined immediately, and no matter how much Mr. Lu tried to persuade him, he would never let go.
Mr. Lu left angrily.
Ning Daoran looked at his back thoughtfully.
What a joke, I can achieve immortality by hiding in my sect and growing spiritual rice, so why should I take risks in some secret realm?
He is cautious by nature and always only does things that are sure to happen.
(End of chapter)