Chapter 18: Condensing Qi

"Yin'er, Yin'er, why are you still sleeping?" Duan Yun's urgent voice came to Huan Yin's ear. He slowly opened his eyes and saw his master standing in front of his bed, looking a little unhappy.

Huan Yin felt a headache. Yesterday, under the cold pool, the contents of the "Infinite Soul Sutra" poured into his mind. Whether he understood it or not, accepted it or not, those golden words were deeply rooted in his mind. Engraved in his mind.

"Master, how did I come back?" Huan Yin straightened up and said tiredly.

Seeing his look, Duan Yun thought he hadn't woken up yet and scolded him: "Why did you come back? You usually get up earlier than me. Look at what time it is now and you are still lying in bed. One day plan Yu Chen, it’s time to work hard!”

"Yes, master." Huan Yin saw that it was already bright outside, so it was no wonder that the master was so anxious.

Duan Yun heard Huan Yin agree, shook his head, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Huan Yin shook his head, feeling that he needed to sober up. What happened yesterday was too weird. He finally passed out in the cold pool, and he had no idea how he came back later. Why does the master act as if nothing happened? You must ask the master carefully after the master's anger subsides.

After dinner, Huan Yin put on his sword-making clothes, walked to Duan Yun respectfully, and saluted: "Master, my disciple is lazy, please punish me."

Duan Yun was busy in front of the sword furnace when he heard Huan Yin's voice coming from behind him and turned around. Seeing Huan Yin's well-behaved and polite look, and remembering Huan Yin's usual hard-working spirit, he lost a lot of his anger: "I won't make swords today. I want to make a soft sword. I need silk grass. You can go to the door and give it to me." I'll find some and I'll show you how to make a soft sword."

After listening to Duan Yun's words, Huan Yin remembered that he was going to find silk grass for his master yesterday, but was delayed by what happened later. The master didn't know his own experience, so no wonder he was a little angry.

"Master, I'm sorry, my disciple failed to bring the silk grass back yesterday. In fact, yesterday I..." Huan Yin was about to tell Duan Yun what happened yesterday, but Duan Yun interrupted: "What's wrong? You weren't the one yesterday." Do you want to make swords with me in the pavilion? When did I ask you to get silk grass yesterday? Are you still awake?"

Huan Yin couldn't react after hearing Duan Yun's words. If the master hadn't told me to look for silk grass, what happened later would not have happened, and I wouldn't have been so exhausted. Why did I listen to the master as if it didn't matter at all. The voice of the Infinite Venerable and the content of the "Infinite Soul Sutra" are still deeply imprinted in my mind. Could this be false? However, the expression on the master's face clearly didn't seem like a joke, and the master's temperament meant he had joked a lot. Could it be that everything I experienced yesterday was just a dream?

Huan Yin didn't say anything else. He changed into a Taoist robe, took the same tools as yesterday and went down the mountain.

The more Huan Yin thought about it, the more strange he felt. He wanted to repeat what happened yesterday to see if it would be exactly the same, so he walked down the mountain along the same route as yesterday.

"Hey, isn't this the top disciple of the inner sect of Jiange? He is the loser who hasn't cultivated for more than half a year."

"Trash has to be raised by trash. Who asked him to find a good master? Although he is also a trash, he has a high status."

They had expected Huan Yin to argue with them, or at least show anger. But after hearing what they said, Huan Yin's face was full of surprise. The two of them thought there was something strange about themselves. Look at me, and I look at you.

"How could this happen? It's exactly the same as yesterday." Huan Yin thought.

"So, Chen Chuan must be there by the cold pond at the foot of the mountain!" Huan Yin thought with certainty.

He trotted all the way down the mountain, following the route in his memory to the cold pool.

"Bitch, you are blessed to serve me for eight lifetimes, don't be shameless." Chen Chuan's voice came from afar, exactly the same as yesterday.

Huan Yin leaned over and saw that Chen Chuan and the others were bullying the female disciple named Wang Yan. It was almost the same as what he saw yesterday. However, yesterday there should have been a cold pool here, but today there was nothing next to the four people, just ordinary woods.

What happened in the past two days made Huan Yin a little unable to react. He clearly heard the voice of Venerable Wuliang in the pool and learned the "Infinite Soul Sutra", but today it seems that the pool does not exist at all. So what did you hear and what did you learn? Are they all fake?

In the end, Huan Yin shook his head. The master was still waiting for him to find silk grass, so he should put aside the things he couldn't figure out.

He was about to walk away when he suddenly remembered how cruel Chen Chuan was to him yesterday. So, he quietly placed a lot of ground fire mines under his feet, then connected a very long fuse, lit it and walked away.

This earth fire mine is a kind of high explosive, which is used by mortals to open mountains. It is named because of its great power and thunderous sound. Since Duan Yun's cultivation disappeared, his mortal power was not enough to break down some immortal materials, so he prepared some small earth fire mines, which he used to break down materials on weekdays. Huan Yin followed Duan Yun to learn sword making, and naturally he also learned this skill. He assists his master in making swords every day, and it is common for him to separate materials and disassemble them, so he always has some of these things in his pocket.

According to Huan Yin's calculations, the ground fire mine he put down would explode in a moment. At that time, Chen Chuan was afraid that he was doing something shameful, and he didn't know how he would react when there was a sudden loud noise. Thinking of this, Huan Yin's dull mood seemed to be getting better today.

After doing all this, he quietly walked away to look for silk grass.

After walking a short distance, Huan Yin found a few sparse silk grasses on a mound. Although there were not many, it was more than enough for the master to refine a sword. Huan Yin picked up the hoe, dug out the silk grasses one by one with their roots, and put them into the bag. After doing this, he stood up.

"It's about time." He thought silently, with a slight upturned corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, not long after, a deafening roar came from behind Huan Yin. If you listen carefully enough, you can still hear someone's screams mixed in, from far to near.

Huan Yin sneered secretly a few times, then forced himself to hold it back, pretending to be nothing and returned to the sword pavilion.

In the afternoon, Huan Yin helped the master forge the sword by the furnace, and carefully learned every detail and movement of the master.

"Hello, Uncle Duan, hello, Junior Brother Huan." Wen Yu's voice was still so low, with a hint of gloom.

"Junior Brother Wen is here." Duan Yun turned around and smiled at Wen Yu kindly.

"Did you hear the loud noise down the mountain this morning?" Wen Yu said.

"Oh, I heard that the sect's guard disciples went to investigate. What happened?" Duan Yun asked.

"It happened that a guard disciple passed by there at the time. He heard the sound and immediately went to investigate. He heard that a deep pit suddenly appeared there, and the surroundings were in a mess. It was hard to tell what caused it. And... and..." Wen Yu said this, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"And what?" Duan Yun asked.

"The guard disciples met Chen Chuan next to the deep pit. He, he was naked and was with a female disciple..." Wen Yu laughed out loud when he said this. It seems that even with his personality, he couldn't stand hearing such a ridiculous thing.

"Shameless, Uncle Taiyin's good disciple... Hey, Yin'er, where are you going?"

Huan Yin couldn't help hearing Wen Yu's words. He didn't expect Chen Chuan to be caught doing that kind of thing. I don't know if he will become the sect's most talked-about person tomorrow.

At night, Huan Yin was alone in the room, and he recalled what happened last night under the cold pond. It was all too real, not like a dream.

Wuliang Zhenren said that he finally saw the door to the true way, but stopped at the door and did not prove the great way. I don’t know what kind of great way Wuliang Zhenren wants to prove. He left the "Wulian Zhenjing" and hoped that someone with a predestined relationship would learn and prove the way for him. Could he be the predestined person?

Huan Yin did not see the complete "Wulian Zhenjing" under the cold pond yesterday. He only saw the first volume - "Wulian Po Jing". I don’t know how many volumes of this "Wulian Zhenjing" there are, and what they are.

The content of "Wulian Po Jing" has long been deeply imprinted in Huan Yin’s mind, and he can’t get rid of it. He decided to try to comprehend these scriptures, regardless of whether they came from a dream.

Huan Yin has always had a high level of comprehension. Although the meaning of the scriptures is awkward, it is not something he cannot understand. In his opinion, the "Wulian Po Jing" is not a method of cultivation, nor does it contain any key points of magic. The content above is the understanding of Wuliang Venerable on cultivating souls and his insights in the early stages of cultivation. Huan Yin has always insisted on practicing the "Qi Condensation Jue" and has a deep understanding of the practice of Qi Condensation. He always feels that he is not unable to condense Qi, but he is still missing something. Huan Yin seems to have found the answer he wants in the scriptures. Not only that, there are many things in the scriptures that he has not thought of.

Gradually, Huan Yin unconsciously began to practice the Qi Condensation method again according to his understanding of the scriptures.

At the beginning, Huan Yin felt a completely different feeling from the past. He felt a sense of emptiness all over his body, as if his body had become an empty container, calling for something. The next moment, the moonlight outside the window spread to the earth. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but a trace of white gas was drawn out of the moonlight and flowed into his body through the window.

After the white gas flowed into the body, it circulated in Huanyin's body again and again. With each circle, it became less, but it was very slow. It took several circles to be completely absorbed. It seemed that it was extremely difficult for his body to absorb the white gas.

According to the "Wulian Po Jing", this white gas is spiritual energy, and the reason why Huanyin had such difficulty absorbing the white gas was because he had no qualifications. If it were Wuyou, I'm afraid the white gas would be gone before it went through one circle.

As the spiritual energy entered the body, Huanyin felt that he was being constantly filled. Although the speed was very slow, he was very satisfied.

Huanyin, condensed the energy!

It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. Today is the Lantern Festival, and I will continue to watch the three updates! I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival!