MTL - Natural Fairy Species

  Chapter 24 Practice Casting God

  Bai Zichen, who returned to his family and slept well for two days, felt refreshed. Knowing that during his rest period, Bai Ying and Bai Chongwu had both visited him, so he simply asked the cook to prepare a table of dishes. He reluctantly spent a huge amount of money on a spirit stone, and bought two pots of spirit wine with a clansman who was skilled in brewing in the courtyard next door, and invited the two of them to drink together at home.

   "Fatty, why are you still at the first level of Qi Refining? Even if you have no intention of immortality, and you don't want to fight with others in the future, you must have a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivation."

  Other people's cultivation has nothing to do with him, but Fatty Bai grew up together since he was a child, and Bai Zichen couldn't help persuading him after half a decade of drinking.

"Cultivation is so depressing. No matter how hard I try my pseudo-spiritual root, I can't refine mana in a day without one-third of your mana. Besides, there are still Brother Chen and Brother Chongwu. In a few years, your cultivation base Come up, which blind person in the clan dares to bully me."

   Fatty Bai held a chicken leg in his hand, and he didn't think his low cultivation was ugly at all.

"Baiying, Brother Chen is right, even if we can protect you for a while. But you go out to run a business, you only have one level of cultivation, and even ordinary martial artists won't be too respectful to you. If you really think Cultivating mana is depressing, so go find a body training method, and simply practice for a few years to be similar to the top innate masters among mortals, which is also a way."

  Bai Chongwu put down his glass and said seriously.

   "Okay, okay, I will set aside an hour every day to practice in the future, and try to cultivate to the second level of Qi Refining next year."

  Bai Zichen shook his head helplessly. Everyone chooses their own path. Fatty Bai wants to be a happy rich man, but he can't cultivate according to his head.

  Take a break for two days, and officially begin to practice casting gods.

  In the quiet room, Bai Zichen looked serious. The whole chapter of Casting God Technique is only two to three hundred words, and he has long been able to recite it fluently.

   "Take the heaven and the earth as a furnace, integrate my own spiritual consciousness into it, and refine it with real fire...Why do I know every word, but I am at a loss when I connect it."

   In the first step, he failed in constructing the picture of the furnace of heaven and earth in the sea of ​​consciousness.

  No matter how you settle in, this picture will completely collapse and break into countless small pieces when it is at most one-third completed.

  Besides, cultivating the art of casting gods consumes a lot of energy. Bai Zichen found that he had only sketched the picture twice, and he felt exhausted.

   Biting the tip of his tongue hard, just about to do it again, a strong drowsiness came over him, his head drooped, and he fell asleep instantly.

   When he woke up hungry, it was already early the next morning.

   "I actually fell asleep for a whole day... This cast **** technique is a bit evil!"

  Bai Zichen shook his head, still a little heavy and labored, took a Bigu Pill and went out for a circle without giving up, and when he came back, he tried to enter the samadhi again to outline the great furnace of heaven and earth.

   A few minutes later, Bai Zichen, who just woke up, fell into a deep sleep again.

"It should be that my mental strength can't bear it, and my body forced myself into a deep sleep state. But as soon as I practice this exercise, I will fall asleep. The actual practice time is too little, and it can only be started in the year of the monkey. No wonder the exercise says, The practice of this technique is extremely time-consuming, and it is not recommended for Qi Refining monks to try it forcibly."

   This time, Bai Zichen simply took an extra day off, and went to his uncle's place for a cup of spirit tea.

  As soon as the bitter spirit tea is ingested, the depleted mind power in the body quickly recovers. As expected, good things only have the disadvantage of being expensive.

   One tael of silver needle spirit tea would cost eighty spirit stones.

   Wait until the state returns to full health before starting the third practice of casting the gods.

  This time he felt the progress, and the outline of the world was one more piece, and if he improved a few hundred times, he might be able to complete the whole picture.

  Bai Zichen was exhausted immediately after the picture collapsed, but his mental strength did increase a bit.

  This time, I slept for two full days.

  Different from the previous time, after waking up this time, Bai Zichen's thinking was clear and his heart was clear, everything was quiet, as if a thick layer of dust had been wiped off.

  Although the practice of casting the gods is boring, it is repeated in the process of constantly sketching the picture, consuming the mind, sleeping and resting, but it makes people intoxicated in it unconsciously.

  The mind grows a little bit stronger, and the feeling and satisfaction make people want to stop.

  Bai Zichen was about to start a new training session when there was a hasty knock on the door outside the quiet room, interrupting his movements.

   "Chen'er, get out of the customs quickly, today the patriarch will summon you and Bai Ling, and tomorrow we will leave for Qingfengmen!"

   "Understood, I will come right away."

  When Bai Zichen got up, his legs gave way and he almost fell. After counting his fingers, he realized that he had been in the quiet room for six full days.

   "Has it been six days? I haven't noticed the passage of time at all. It's such a terrible casting god!"

   No wonder the divine consciousness is called the most mysterious and elusive.

  Just the introductory stage of a spiritual consciousness cultivation method almost made him fall into it, unable to extricate himself.

  If you continue to practice endlessly without external supplements, you will only end up with exhausted mind, exhausted oil, and dead lamp.

  "Practice this technique must control the time, or wait for my cultivation level to be higher, maybe I can be less tempted by the cast **** technique."

  Although he almost fell into the magic barrier of cultivating the **** casting technique, Bai Zichen, who walked out of the quiet room, noticed that his thinking speed seemed to be faster.

  For example, when I first thought of the fireball technique, all the practice materials of this spell and the twelve fire runes that formed it automatically appeared in my mind. Even how to adjust and match the fire-type runes to add some changes to the fireball technique is listed one by one.

   All distracting thoughts disappear, and the mind is clear.

  In the family hall, the patriarch Bai Xianzhong, who had just passed through a powerful spell, learned several good news, and immediately summoned the two juniors.

  After reading the copies of the Rage God Robbing the Sun Art and the Taiyin Suyun Xuanshui True Art that had been written long ago, the corners of his mouth turned up, obviously very satisfied with the trip to the Five Sacred Mountains Heritage Stele.

"Back then, Aunt Hong once said that as long as the ranking is in the top ten, each of you will be rewarded with 500 contributions. Now that the ranking is not out, but you are at the top no matter what, I will assign this contribution to your two names in advance! "

   "Thank you Patriarch!"

  Bai Zichen and Bai Ling looked at each other and smiled, the contribution value was the same currency as the spirit stone within the family, 500 points was not too little.

"In addition, Bai Ling's Taiyin Suyun Xuanshui True Kungfu is a top-level water-based cultivation technique. It is stored on the top floor of the family's Tibetan Kungfu Pavilion. Except for the patriarch and a few elders, other people have no permission to borrow it. Only family monks recognized by us, Only those who are qualified to practice will be rewarded with 500 points of contribution if Bai Ling submits the exercises!"

   "As for Bai Zichen's Rage God Stealing the Sun Art..."

  Thinking of this life-extending spell, Bai Xianzhong's head became hot.

  No cultivator would think that his lifespan is too long. It is of course a good thing to increase his lifespan by thirty years.

  If you are really lucky, if you practice to the late stage of foundation establishment, you will have the Rage God Stealing Sun Art, which means you will have one more alchemy than other monks out of thin air!

  (end of this chapter)