
Everyone was in a beautiful mood, and very happy with Bai Xiaochun. Not only was he extremely charming, he seemed to have many devious ideas. The Great Zhang Fatty decided that there was a pre-determined reward, and pressed a grain of spirit rice into Bai Xiaochun's hands.
Bai Xiaochun laughed happily as he staggered back to his room. Before he could climb onto the bed, all the spiritual energy he absorbed by eating various precious materials suddenly exploded within him. His head turned, and he plopped down first to the ground, where he immediately began to snore.
He slept well all night. The next morning at dawn, when he opened his eyes, they shone brightly. He looked down to find that he was fatter than the day before. Furthermore, his skin was covered in a sticky layer of dirt. When he rushed to take a bath, Big Fatty Zhang and the others were preparing breakfast for the sect disciples. When they saw Bai Xiaochun's soaked appearance, they started laughing.
“Young Ninth Brother, all that shit comes from the shit on your body. Once you get rid of it, it will be easier for you to practice cultivation. Take a few days off, we won't need your help anymore. In a few days you can start working again. "
“Don't forget about that grain of spirit rice! Eat quickly before it gets bad. "
"Sure," Bai Xiaochun replied. Feeling quite energetic, he returned to his room and picked up a turtle frying pan from the stove. After filling it with water from the bathroom, he returned and placed it back on the stove. Then he took out a grain of spirit rice to inspect it. It was the size of his thumb, crystal in appearance, and fragrant aromatic.
"If the Gods ate this item, then it must be incredible." Sighing, he threw a few pieces of wood into the stove, then lit a fire. He was immediately hit by a hot explosion, which caused him to retreat, flashing anxiously. Then he looked down at the fire and clicked his tongue.
"It's not an ordinary fire. It lit up faster and also burned much hotter than the flames in the village. " Getting another look at the wood burning inside the fire, he realized that it was not an ordinary piece of wood.
Around this time, the fire started to burn even hotter than before, and Bai Xiaochun watched in astonishment as one of the designs engraved on the back of the turtle pan started to light up, it starts from what appears to be the tortoise shell tail and ends where the head is. Soon, the entire design shone brightly.
Bai Xiaochun stared in astonishment, then slapped his thigh.
"I know it! It's some kind of treasure! This must be much better than Eldest Brother's wok! " More convinced than ever that this wok was something extraordinary, Bai Xiaochun quickly threw a grain of spirit rice into the water.
Then he sat to the side with a bamboo scroll of the Control Art Violet Qi Cauldron. Mimicking the movements and breathing techniques depicted in the first image, he began to cultivate.
He had only just started when, suddenly, his eyes widened; a posture that had previously been very difficult to maintain the day before, was now much easier to assume. In fact, he really felt very comfortable, without the slightest bit of awkwardness. Moreover, the breathing technique no longer made him feel as if he was suffocating. Instead, he felt a very pleasant sensation.
Furthermore, he was absolutely certain that before today he could only maintain his posture for about three or four breaths, but this time, after seven or eight breaths, he was able to maintain his posture, he did not feel the slightest pain or discomfort.
Suppressing his excitement, Bai Xiaochun calmly continued until thirty breaths of time passed. Just when he finally started to feel weak and uncomfortable, a thread of qi suddenly appeared inside him. It was extremely cold, and circled around rapidly; before it could make a full circle throughout its body, it vanished. However, Bai Xiaochun was so excited that he jumped to his feet.
"Qi! Ha ha! Qi has finally appeared! ” Full of excitement, she started pacing around in her room. He quickly came to the conclusion that it must have something to do with all the precious ingredients he had consumed the night before. Suddenly she wished she had eaten more.
“No wonder Elder Brother Zhang would rather starve to death in the Oven than go up the stairs in the Outer Sect. Even the disciples of the Outer Sect would not have this kind of opportunity. " Sitting anxiously, he once again began to practice cultivation.
This time, he was able to maintain his posture and breathe for sixty full breaths. At that moment, streams of qi appeared within him, almost dripping, which quickly circulated in his body.
After experiencing this one time before, he was ready, and started guiding the qi through a certain path, as shown by the first image in the bamboo scroll.
Immediately, qi flowed past him as he wished. He maintained the posture and movement shown in the first illustration, and when he did, he could feel a cold stream emerging from various parts of his body, almost like a water droplet, he said, that merged into the qi stream, causing it to grow larger and larger.
In the end, it was like a small stream, flowing in a continuous cycle. A tremor flowed through him, and it was as if a layer of fog had suddenly been stripped from his mind. Rumbling sounds echoed out from his body.
He suddenly felt lighter and more agile than before. At the same time, clumps of dirt were removed from the pores all over his body.
Unlike last time, the flow of qi within him did not vanish, but instead, it remained there, circulating all over his body. Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes, and they were shining brighter than ever. His mind even seemed to move a little faster and his body felt lighter and faster.
"A permanent qi ship," he thought excitedly. "That's a sign that I have successfully developed the first level of the Violet Cauldron Art of Control! It also means that I have reached it – what is its name – first level Qi Condensation! " Bai Xiaochun was overjoyed, and immediately ran to the bathroom.
When Big Fatty Zhang and the others saw him, they exchanged glances. Although they were a little surprised that Bai Xiaochun had reached the first level so quickly, they all knew why it was happening.
'' After cultivating the first level of the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Art, I should be able to manipulate physical objects. Wow, this is basically an immortal magical technique. I should be able to shoot things in the air. ” With shining eyes, he follows the instructions specified in the roll, moving both hands together in a special way to perform the incantation. Then, he waved his finger at the nearby table. Instantly, the flow within him surged like a bucking bronco, dashing towards his right index finger and then exiting through his fingertips.
It turned into something like an invisible thread, which then attached itself to a nearby table. However, as soon as it reaches the table, the connection becomes unstable, and the thread is destroyed.
Bai Xiaochun's face turned pale. After a while of recovery, he revisited what he had just done, then decided to give up on moving the table. Instead, he took out a wooden sword from his bag and placed it on the table. He wasn't sure what kind of wood the sword was made of, but even though it was lighter than a table, it still felt extremely heavy. He waved his finger in that direction, and the wooden sword moved, then slowly floated an inch into the air before falling back onto the table.
Bai Xiaochun was not discouraged at all. After some more spirited effort, he could make the sword rise even higher. Immediately ten inches, then twenty, then thirty …. By the time dusk fell, he could make the wooden sword fly in a straight line. Even though it wasn't too fast, and he couldn't change it, it wouldn't fall as easily as when he first practiced.
"For the next time, I, Bai Xiaochun, am an Immortal!" He got up proudly, held his left hand behind his back, and then waved his right hand, causing the wooden sword to fly unsteadily back and forth in his room.
Eventually, his qi started to grow unstable, so he put away that wooden sword and continued to practice cultivation. Then, he caught a breeze of the fragrant scent coming from the frying pan, causing him to raise his head and inhale deeply. Suddenly feeling hungry, he realized that he was busy cultivating all day, and completely forgot about the spirit rice boiling in the frying pan. He immediately walked over and lifted the lid to look inside.
As he did so, the strong scent of the rice spirit disappeared. Moreover, at some point during that process, a brilliant and luminous silver design had appeared on the surface of the rice!
The design was clearly visible, and when Bai Xiaochun looked at it closely, he suddenly felt lost in the light. However, after a while, the design began to fade. He narrowed his eyes, and after a few more thoughts, took out a grain of spirit rice and held it in his hand to take a closer look.
"The design looks so familiar …." His eyes blinked with a serious light. He looked down to look down at the stove, and saw that the fire had long since burned. The pieces of wood were nothing more than ash now, and the design on the frying pan once again faded into obscurity.
However, he could still say that the silver design on the rice grain was the same design as the design on the back of the pan.
He decided not to continue investigating the design, and to be safe, chose not to eat rice for now. Instead, he stuffed it into his bag, sat there for a moment in contemplation, then left his hut to help Big Fatty Zhang and the others.
Before long, half a month had passed. Bai Xiaochun's cultivation progress once again slowed down. However, after some secret investigation, he learns that the silver design never appears on spirit rice when cooked.
His curiosity had clearly been tickled. The more he studied it, the more it seemed that there was something special about this grain of rice, not to mention the vow, which felt even stranger. A few days later, Fatty Hei Third left the Oven to go buy supplies, giving Bai Xiaochun the perfect opportunity to sneak into the Four Seas Room, which was the best place to go, a place where servants could get general information about cultivation.
On the way back to his hut, he did his best to hide the excitement that filled his heart. After closing the door behind him, he immediately took out a grain of spirit rice and studied the silver design. Slowly, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
"When Gods practiced cultivation, there were three skills that they could not do without. The first was synthesizing medicines, the second was forging equipment, and the third was spirit enhancement! ” Bai Xiaochun thought back to the images he had dug up while searching through the ancient records in the Four Seas Room. One of them is very similar to the silver design now seen in rice grains.
"Spirit Enhancement!" After a while, he took a deep and deep breath.
Spirit enhancement is a special technique where Heaven and Earth energy is forced into physical objects. It was a type of magic that basically replaced the natural functions of Heaven and Earth, a technique that could be used on medicinal pills, incense, or magic objects. Unfortunately, it was forbidden by Heaven and Earth, ensuring that its success rate was limited. Success will cause the item to become much stronger. Failure would produce energy from Heaven and Earth that rendered the item completely useless.
The most surprising thing about raising morale is that it can be done repeatedly. Each success increased the effect of spirit enhancement by tenfold, leading to the heaven-shaking transformation of the earth.
Of course, the more valuable the item was to begin with, the more frightening the result of its success.
Not surprisingly, the chances of success decrease with each increase. In fact, after a certain point, even some spirit enhancement Grandmasters would not dare to go any further. After all, the consequences of failure in that case would be hard to accept.
“The ancient record says that the guardian treasure of the Spirit Stream Sect is an item that is somehow enhanced tenfold by the increase in spirits. Heavenhorn Sword! " Bai Xiaochun's throat felt dry. With eyes that shone in disbelief and confusion, he gulped and looked at the turtle-shaped wok. There were ten faint decorative lines on his back, and as he looked at her, his heart started beating so fast that it felt like it was about to come out of his chest.
At this moment, he was convinced that the designs that appeared on the spirit rice were a sign of spirit enhancement. Furthermore, the source of the design was none other than the puppet!
After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth. If he did not get to the bottom of this mystery, he would not be able to sleep. He knew for sure that this frying pan was something extraordinary, and because of that, he could not let anyone into his secret.
He waited until late at night, then quietly gave a tip to the frying pan. After taking a deep breath and trying not to think about what would happen if he failed, he took out his wooden sword and threw it inside, in the same way he had thrown a grain of rice.