Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Tangning did not go to the low mountain anymore, but returned to the herb garden and lay down on the bamboo bed.

He was deeply moved by what happened today. Wei Jinwen was indeed dead. His body exploded and there was only a ball of minced meat left in the cave.

A monk who had reached the Great Perfection in the Qi Refining Stage died like this. He couldn't help but wonder whether his practice was still meaningful. What had he done all these years?

It took six years to go through the hell gate, and finally succeeded in transforming into the mortal world. I stayed here mediocrely for two years before refining the second level of Qi.

To him, the tenth level of Qi Refining was an unreachable mountain peak, but just now, he saw with his own eyes that a high peak collapsed and was gone.

From the very beginning, his purpose of going up the mountain was to find Liu Ruhan and take her back, but now, he was trapped here, and he couldn't even get out of the mountain gate. He was a little scared, afraid that he would end up like this.

He saw no hope and was very depressed. On the one hand, he felt that he was wasting his time. On the other hand, he felt that he was really ignorant compared to others. He knew nothing about the formations and spiritual weapons. He was trapped in the herb garden all day long, sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Time flies by like a flash, and another five years have passed.

Tangning was sitting in a dark corner, holding an ancient book in her hand and looking intently. After a long time, he closed the ancient book and put it back in its place, then picked up another volume.

It was already white when he walked out of the library. He returned to the herb garden. After finishing the daily fertilizing and nourishing work for the herbs, he lay down on the bamboo bed and fell asleep.

He has not practiced Qi cultivation for two years, for no other reason than he has encountered a bottleneck.

Since he noticed it two years ago, he has not continued any unnecessary practice. In addition to watering and fertilizing herbs every day, he wanders around and occasionally goes to the library to sit for a whole day.

Even though he had heard about the bottleneck in practice countless times before, and had heard from many people and read various examples of how to break through the bottleneck in various books, he was still helpless.

This feeling is amazing, how can I say it! He is full of energy, has abundant spiritual energy in his body, and the spiritual energy circulates very smoothly. On the surface, there doesn't seem to be any problem, and outsiders can't detect anything strange.

But he always felt like something was blocking his body. It was not accurate to put it this way, and it was difficult to describe it in words.

If you have to say it, it's like the water in the water tank is full. The water fills the water tank but cannot overflow.

He has done nothing in the past two years. He just sleeps, reads, and cares for herbs all day long. He also writes a dossier report every year and submits it to the department, detailing every detail of the past year, including the care of the herb garden and the number of herbs. , survival rate, etc.

He has been here for seven years and must write a dossier report at the end of each year. So far, he has written seven reports, recording everything he has done in the past seven years.

It is worth mentioning that the sect's competition a year ago was a rare event for the sect. He watched all the competitions and was envious of the magical powers used by those disciples. He occasionally participated in their bets on the outcome of the competitions.

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When he woke up, the scorching sun was getting thicker. Tangning stretched out and walked out of the bamboo hut. After thinking about it, he drove the purple gold gourd towards the east. After flying for a long time, he stopped on a low mountain peak. It was that mountain. A mountain dedicated to the cultivation of disciples who have not yet transformed into mortals.

It is strange to say that every peak in the Qianyi Sect has its name, but this peak does not. Perhaps in the eyes of the senior sects, those who have not transformed from the mortal world cannot be counted as disciples, and this mountain is not worthy of being regarded as Qianyi Sect. Yizong’s fairy mountain!

Just like many disciples in the sect look down upon mortals, they regard them as lower species, not much different from animals, and they have long forgotten that they were originally mortals.

Some people also privately named this mountain peak Hualong Peak. When you walk out of this mountain peak, you can take advantage of the sky and transform into a dragon.

"Tang Xianshi, Tang Xianshi." Those disciples who had not transformed into the mortal world stopped to salute him when they saw him.

In the past two years, he came here whenever he had nothing to do. He came here more frequently than the disciples in the Academic Affairs Section of the Foreign Affairs Academy. Sometimes he stayed for a whole day, so people here knew him.

The people in the Academic Affairs Department even joked that he should just apply to be transferred to the Academic Affairs Department. With his love and dedication to his job, he could not be overstated as an outstanding disciple.

Tangning was lying on the green grassy hillside, watching the clouds surging in the sky. He was not nostalgic for this mountain peak, but he just liked the clouds here. Every time he came here, his heart felt peaceful, without any restraint or pressure from practice. , as if I was just a passerby looking at the scenery.

"Chirp, chirp." Not far away, a pure white flying goose kept hovering in the sky, its cry was sad, it flew around the mountain twice, and suddenly hit a cliff, blood spilled on the rock wall. The body fell straight down.

"Ah!" A scream came, and a little girl ran forward and gently stroked the wings of the white goose. With tears in her eyes, the fruit in her hand fell to the ground.

Tang Ning looked surprised, how could this bird seek death? He walked forward.

The little girl was about ten years old, petite and frail. She was caressing Bai Yan's body, crying so hard that she felt pity for her.

"What's wrong with this goose? It looks like it hit the cliff deliberately to seek death." Tangning stood behind her and asked softly.

When the little girl turned around and saw Tang Ning, she exclaimed, "Ah! Master Tang Ning."

She quickly wiped her tears, stood up, lowered her head and touched the corners of her clothes with her hands.

The little girl had delicate features, eyebrows like willow leaves, and watery eyes. She looked timid in her clothes as she stood there, as if Tang Ning had forced herself on her.

"Why did this wild goose find itself in a desperate situation?" Tang Ning asked again.

"It, it." The little girl said with tears welling up in her eyes: "Its mate was stoned by some senior brothers and stewed. I was afraid that it would be sad, so I went to pick some fruits for it to eat. Unexpectedly..."

"They were raised by my father. They were brought here to accompany me. It's all my fault. If not..."

After hearing this, Tang Ning's mind was filled with the thought of its mournful cries and its final figure rushing towards the cliff, and she was greatly shocked.

Ask what love is in the world, and teach you the promise of life and death.

Traveling from all over the world, Lao Wing has experienced the cold and heat several times.

Joy is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children.

You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is falling on thousands of mountains, only the shadow is going to whom.

This poem was written by an unknown poet and was widely circulated in the world. Tang Ning looked at the white goose in confusion and chanted it unconsciously.

He felt as if he was in a vast ocean. A falling stone caused ripples on the sea surface. The ripples grew larger and larger. The calm sea surface began to stir, causing waves to rise one after another, and then turned into violent waves.

Tang Ning stood on the sea, standing still despite being beaten by the wind and waves in the storm.

The scene of the white goose's life appeared over and over again in his mind, its mournful cry and its decisive figure rushing towards the cliff. After an unknown amount of time, the sea surface returned to calm.

At this moment, his heart became clear, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated slowly, quickly spreading throughout his body. He actually broke through the bottleneck of the third level of Qi refining and reached the fourth level of Qi refining.

Once the bottleneck that had been bothering her for two years was broken, Tangning felt no joy at all. He walked forward, squatted down, dug a hole in the grass with his hands and said, "Bury it!"

"Tang Xianshi, this, I can do this, I don't need to trouble you." The little girl was dumbfounded and said quickly.

"It's okay." Tangning was already at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Digging a hole was a piece of cake. She wrapped her hands with spiritual power and dug a big hole in a short time.

He put the body of the white goose in, thought for a while and said, "Let's go find the feathered bones of the other female goose! Bury them together."

"But..." the little girl hesitated.

"Let's go! It doesn't matter, you just need to find those people and get the bones back."

The two came to the disciple's residence, and the little girl quickly found those people, who were three and a half-year-old children.

When they saw Tangning, they were a little nervous and stood there at a loss.

"Did you eat that white goose?" Tangning asked.

Upon hearing this, the three of them became even more nervous and their faces were ashen.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, we don't know." A child lowered his head and explained.

Tangning waved her hand and interrupted him: "I'm not here to hold you accountable, and I don't have the right to do so. I just want to ask you something, where did you throw the feathers of the white goose and the leftover bones you ate."

"Buried under an old locust tree." Another person replied in a low voice.

"take me."

Tangning went with them to dig out the feathers and leftover bones under the old locust tree, and then took the little girl back to the grassland to bury the feathers and bones.

"Tang Xianshi, thank you very much." The little girl suddenly said

Tang Ning smiled. The purple gourd slowly rose and headed towards the herb garden. The little girl on the grass was still looking at him.

Back in the herb garden, Tang Ning sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed and practiced according to the Taoist code of mind. He had not practiced for two years. This unexpected breakthrough not only gave him hope, but also gave him confidence. He thought he would spend the rest of his life They will all get stuck in this third layer of bottlenecks.

Now, he would redouble his efforts in cultivation, strive to build the foundation as soon as possible, and then go down the mountain to find Liu Ruhan. The white goose that died for love shocked him greatly.

Spiritual energy circulated around him, and suddenly, he discovered that the green gas that had been hovering in his spiritual sea cave was about to move.

Tang Ning was shocked. You must know that this green gas has been in his body since he transformed from the mortal world, and it has also been eating away at his spiritual power. It has been like a pool of dead things for the past seven years, and he didn't expect it to happen today. movement

Could it be because of breaking through the third level? He thought to himself, and began to try to drive the green gas

The green gas was driven by his consciousness and started to move slowly along the whole body.

The green gas and the refined spiritual energy circulated around his body, but they were completely incompatible and distinct.

Even if his consciousness drives the refined spiritual energy in his body to surround the green gas, the two spiritual energy are entangled and still incompatible with each other.

Tangning carefully observed the operation of the green gas and found no other problems, but she was certain that she could control it.

What exactly is this green gas? It feels like it's not the same thing as refined spiritual energy, but it can absorb refined spiritual energy, which means it should have some effect of spiritual energy.

Thinking of this, he had an idea.