Immortal Formula

  Chapter 4 The beginning of Qi refining, looking for immortals!

  Gu Yan's father was the child of the Gu family, the largest immortal clan in Yunyang City.

  Her father recorded the history of his family and some common sense in the world of immortality in a booklet. The most aloof in the world of immortals are naturally the cultivators with a long tradition and a long history. They basically occupied the spiritual veins and treasures of heaven and earth, and recruited a large number of disciples with excellent qualifications.

  Besides these sects, there are loose cultivators and cultivators. The aptitude of loose cultivators is usually not outstanding, but with acquired efforts, there are also a small part of them who can achieve something.

   And the Xiuxian family is continued by blood. Whether a cultivator family is strong or not depends on the mana of the cultivators in the family. The powerful Xiuxian family can even be compared with some middle sects. However, this kind of family that is purely maintained by blood cannot guarantee long-term inheritance. Once the masters in the family are seated, they will soon decline.

   In the current cultivator family, if a few monks from the foundation-building stage can sit in the formation, it will be considered a great deal. Only those huge clans that rely on the sect to survive will have masters in the formation stage.

  Gu Yan's father was named Gu Jianchen. His family is very famous in Vietnam. It was because the patriarch of this clan, Gu Jianchen's grandfather, was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

   There are no mortals who have spiritual roots and are qualified to cultivate immortals. And most of those with spiritual roots are trapped in the Qi refining period and cannot advance an inch, and there is probably less than a one-thousandth chance of being able to build a foundation. Once the foundation is established, it is truly entering the threshold of immortality.

  Gu Jianchen was a cultivator of the Four Spiritual Roots back then, and he was considered a person with good aptitude in the family. It took only 20 years to cultivate to the fifth level of qi refining, but he was young and vigorous. When looking for a spirit grass in the East China Sea, he had a conflict with another family and seriously injured the other party. Unexpectedly, that person was actually a disciple of a sect within the territory of Yue. Although the strength of that sect is very weak in the world of immortals, there are only six or seven monks in the foundation-building stage, and that is not something that their family can shake. The other party invited a senior brother who practiced Qi at the seventh level. As soon as he shot, he was seriously injured and fell into the sea, and his meridians were completely destroyed. If it wasn't for Yan Ruoran, who was in the East China Sea at the time, he would have died here.

   After Gu Jianchen woke up, he found that all his meridians were destroyed. Even if he re-cultivated, he could no longer return to his previous cultivation. He was originally the proud son of the family, and when he was disheartened, he didn't want to go back, so he simply lived in seclusion here. Although Yan Ruoran was only a mortal, he had a gentle personality and good looks. The two became in love with each other over time, and they became a couple. After two years, they had Gu Yan.

   It was just that Yan Ruoran started hands with others when he gave birth to Gu Yan, and as a result, the fetal qi was moved, and the cold qi entered the body, stagnant in the lungs, and the internal injury could not be healed. Gu Jianchen used the family's medicine to treat her illness, but most of the medicines used were spiritual grasses, which were hard to find in the world. He frequently went to sea because the East China Sea was a holy place for cultivating immortals, and it was rich in exotic flowers and plants.

  Gu Yan read this booklet carefully, after all, he could feel his father's past between the lines. At the bottom is a thin book, only about a dozen pages. It reads "Dong Ming Zhen Jue". When I opened it, I saw that it was densely written in teeny small letters, and there was a graphic on each page. Presumably this is the cultivation method passed down by my father's family.

   She suddenly had a yearning for the immortal cultivator. The bad guy surnamed Ren was just a low-level entry-level character who could force their mother and daughter into a corner. If she could cultivate, wouldn't she be able to protect her mother? Gu Yan's young mind slowly established a firm belief.

   She didn't know the two stones and the two pieces of yellow paper, so she didn't move, and put the box close to her body. These days, she hides in trees, drinks dew, and picks wild fruits for a living. It's been a month.

  She was originally healthy, and her parents consciously taught her some qi-raising kung fu when she was young, and her body was very healthy. This month, although I have gone through a lot of hardships, I have survived. During these days, she meditated and practiced according to the method in the book every day. Although she did not have the qi feeling of "refining qi into the body" as mentioned in the book, her body became lighter and stronger, but she could feel it. of.

  Gu Yan carefully avoided the thorns on the road, she didn't dare to tear her clothes, because there was nothing else to change. Holding the box tightly, he walked to the edge of the woods and looked out.

   The sky is high and the clouds are light in the distance, and there is a faint sound of sea waves hitting the shore. Several seabirds fly by in the sky, passing a long trace in the blue sky. The surroundings were so quiet, as if nothing had happened. The eight-year-old girl hugged the box tightly and walked towards the original village with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

   She took every step very cautiously, for fear that another enemy would appear. But after walking for several miles, no one was seen. Some broken and discarded weapons could be seen on the ground, but there were no corpses. Someone must have cleaned up the battlefield. She walked slowly when she was young, and it took a long time for her to return to the small village where she was born in the afternoon.

  The village is still in such a dilapidated scene, there are traces of fire everywhere, only the black ashes of those thatched huts were burned. It's just that the corpse seems to be restrained, probably because there will be a plague. Gu Yan found the place where her house was, and faced the empty ground, knelt down and kowtowed three times. Then she found a piece of charred tree bark, and with a broken dagger she picked up halfway, she carved words crookedly on it. The above are some code words that only she and her family can understand. If father or mother comes back here one day, they will know that she is still alive.

   After doing all this, she staggered to the distance, the village was too dead, and she wanted to find another place to live.

   About a few miles away from here, she relocated to a new home. No one to help, all on her own. She built a thatched hut with trees and bamboos that she could find by the sea. During the day, she would go to the sea to scavenge waste, pick up the seafood left after the low tide, some left to feed her hunger, and some to go to distant towns for salt. and coarse cloth.

In order to avoid being coveted by interested people, she always painted her face black and pretended to be a little girl with a disabled leg, saying that because of the war, the adults in the family were bedridden, and she could only go out alone to make a living and get some food. Go back to raising a family. Those people pity her experience, and most of them will help her. Occasionally, some people with bad intentions are also avoided by her ideas. Although they suffered a lot, they still persevered.

  At night, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, she followed the method left in the book, sitting cross-legged, palms facing each other, one hand to the sky and the other to the ground. Feel the flow of vitality between heaven and earth.

   After two full years, although her body became more and more healthy, the meridians in her body still did not feel. Gu Yan couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

  According to the saying in the book, anyone with high talent should have a small success within a month by practicing according to the exercises. Two years is enough for ordinary people to break through to the second level of Qi Refining. Is he really a waste material without spiritual roots?

   In fact, she didn't know. Immortal cultivators with a teacher or family, at the beginning of their entry, all cultivated in the natural spiritual veins, or they were given spiritual pills by their teachers to replenish their vitality. Like her, she doesn't understand at all, her aptitude is not high, and she only relies on an introductory magic formula to make no progress in two years. It is really a normal thing.

After another two years, she was already twelve years old. Her face gradually opened up and her stature became taller. Because she practiced every night, her body was stronger than children of the same age. Now she looks like a ten-year-old. A four or five year old girl. In the past three years, she would go to the beach every morning to look, and every two weeks, she would go back to the original site to check, but there was no news of her parents.

   That night, she sat there quietly, with a bright moon hanging in the middle, it was the time when the yin was exhausted and the yang was born. She breathed and breathed slowly, and slowly entered a state of being like sleep instead of sleep, her thinking seemed to stop completely, and there was only a ray of clarity. But the sense of foreign objects has become more and more sensitive. Even the birds passing by in the distance, she can feel the trajectory of the movement.

   These days, she feels that she has become more and more calm when meditating, and it seems that there is a sign of a breakthrough. According to the breathing method in the book, she quietly inhaled the external air, and then exhaled the turbid air in her body. After such a continuous cycle for hundreds of weeks, she suddenly felt her body lighten slowly, floating like a feather between the heavens and the earth. Her top door seemed to have opened, and a trace of spiritual energy slowly poured in from the outside world, took root in her meridians, washed her meridians, and formed a small cycle in her dantian.

  Gu Yan knew that she had reached the first stage of "refining Qi into the body" as described in the book.

   She suppressed her ecstasy and felt the aura of the outside world running in her body. It seemed that she no longer needed to breathe, but formed a small cycle in her body. She greedily swallowed the spiritual energy of the outside world. It was not until four hours passed and the sky turned pale that she woke up from meditation.

   He moved his whole body a little, and felt that his limbs and veins were filled with incomparably full, as if he had been reborn. When she got up, she felt that her body was sticky, and when she saw it, she found that her body was soaked with sweat and dirt.

  Gu Yan couldn't help jumping up. Although she lived an independent and strong life by herself for the past three years, she was still a child no matter what. From today, she can be regarded as a cultivator. Although her skill is very shallow, with only one level of Qi refining, she is almost incomparable to anyone in the Immortal Cultivation World, but after all, this is achieved by her solid practice step by step.

   She took out the fresh water she had stored, took a quick shower, and put on a new dress. Feel refreshed from head to toe. Stand outside, looking out at the sea.

  For four years, there is no news from my parents. She remembered what her mother said back then. If she couldn't find her father, she would go to Yunyang City to find her father's relatives. She said silently in her heart: It's about time.

After three months, a thin, handsome young man, carrying a parcel on his back and a dagger across his waist, kowtowed three times in the ruins of the deserted village, and then set foot on the far away. journey.

   (end of this chapter)