Chapter Seventeen Cultivating Immortality
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In the garden, Sun Laohei returned with a dark face after not too long. He was furious in his heart. When he mentioned this matter to Zhangmen earlier, he didn't suffer less ridicule from his fellow disciples by his side. In his heart, he secretly thought: "After getting all the gourds and refining the medicine to take, my cultivation will greatly increase. Let's see if you can still laugh then."
As soon as he entered the garden and saw Wang Lin, he suddenly became furious and shouted: "Wang Lin, from today on, you are my grandson Sun Dazhu's disciple. In the future, practice your Taoist cultivation seriously and don't tarnish my reputation as a master!" After finishing speaking, he threw out a small flat bag and said: "This is the identity token of an inner sect disciple, it's also a storage bag that can hold quite a few things. Your clothes and Taoist cultivation methods are all inside, take a look for yourself."
Wang Lin hastily picked it up, his heart racing with excitement. The expectant gaze of his parents flashed before his eyes, and he finally could cultivate immortality. This time, he sincerely called out to Sun the Great Pillar, "Master!"
Sun Dazhu nodded and said, "From now on, you will live in the room at the back. Without my permission, you are not allowed to go out."
After finishing speaking, he picked up a stone on the ground and threw it towards the garden gate behind him. A purple light flashed, and the stone immediately shattered into fine foam and dissipated in mid-air.
Having done all this, Sun Dazhu coldly glanced at Wang Lin and ignored him, walking into the house.
Wang Lin's pupils contracted, and he secretly felt a shock. He grasped the storage bag, turned around, and entered his own room. Upon entering, he saw that there was only a small bed inside, with nothing else. Wang Lin didn't mind, sat down on the bed, and examined the storage bag in his hand.
A small grey bag didn't seem to have anything special about it, but when Wang Lin picked it up and turned it upside down, several things fell out: a red inner disciple's robe, a thread-bound booklet.
King Lin's face showed joy, he picked up the small booklet in one hand, his heart was excited, and when he opened it to take a look, on the first page it was written:
"Qigong San Pian."
He stayed up till late at night, lit the oil lamp, closed the book, and had a glimpse of understanding about cultivation. The three chapters on condensing energy are divided into three levels, which belong to the most basic exercises. Inside, it is described that there are fifteen layers in the condensation period, and only after cultivating to the third layer can one obtain the subsequent heart method.
What is meant by "condensing energy" is that it emphasizes the inhalation and exhalation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, accumulating this energy in the body, transforming the physical constitution of ordinary people, and laying the foundation for future achievements.
At the same time, this is also the most testing place for the cultivator's innate talent. If the spiritual root in the body is sufficient, the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be very fast, and the cultivation process will naturally increase a lot. However, if the innate talent is ordinary, it is likely that one may not be able to cultivate up to three layers or more throughout their life, and some may not even reach the first layer.
These three chapters of Qi Condensation, Wang Lin obtained as if they were precious treasures. He immediately memorized the first three layers of mental techniques in his heart, sat cross-legged with eyes closed, and began to breathe according to the requirements of the technique in a long-short-three pattern. What is meant by "one long" is that the inhalation time is long, while the "short three" refers to the exhalation time being only one-third of the inhalation time. Using this breathing method that defies common sense, he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body at the fastest speed possible.
It is noted in the booklet that when practitioners first inhale, they often feel a sensation like ants crawling inside their body. This is a sign of the spiritual energy entering the body. Do not tense up; instead, relax your mind and body, imagining yourself becoming one with nothingness, merging with heaven and earth.
After a long time, Wang Lin found that his body not only had no feeling, but was also made somewhat short of breath by this strange breathing method.
Wang Lin let out a light sigh, he knew that the inner sect disciples were all people with abundant spiritual roots and talents, this little booklet was originally for people like them to read, his own talent was mediocre, naturally in cultivation he couldn't compare with them.
But he didn't give up, after panting for a few breaths, he continued to spit and inhale.
The night slowly passed, until the next morning, Wang Lin still didn't feel any spiritual energy entering his body. He hadn't slept all night, and his head was dizzy and heavy as he crawled out of bed and pushed open the door to walk outside.
A gentle breeze blew outside, and the fragrance of medicine filled his nostrils. He took a few deep breaths, and his fatigue slightly dissipated. In his heart, he longed for the spring water gourd, thinking that if he could drink some at this moment, he wouldn't be so exhausted.
But for now, it's not the time to act rashly. He is very confident about the place where he hid the mysterious pearl and the dew gourd, which was a secluded spot that he found after searching almost half of the mountain peak. Even if others happen to pass by there, they will absolutely not discover the location of his hidden treasure.
Xian Bu walked in the medicine garden, Wang Lin found a blank space, sat down with his legs crossed and continued to spit out and take in. Not long after, a very weak ant crawling sensation appeared vaguely. Wang Lin was startled, immediately became excited, just about to continue when suddenly he heard his master's shout: "Wang Lin, what are you doing? Come out quickly! I'm telling you, from now on it is not allowed to spit out and take in in the medicine garden."
Wang Lin opened his eyes and saw Sun Dazhu's gloomy face staring at him, so he remained silent, got up and left the medicine garden.
Sun Dazhu snorted and said, "You've come to the right place. This medicine garden of mine has the thickest spiritual energy. You've absorbed it all away. If these precious herbs die, your little life won't be enough to compensate for them."
Wang Lin looked at Sun Dazhu and respectfully said: "Disciple doesn't know, from now on I will never again practice breathing exercises in this place."
Sun Dazhu's expression slightly relaxed, his eyes shifted, and he suddenly said: "However, if you can get me another calabaza, I won't let you cultivate in the medicine garden, but I can give you a low-grade spiritual stone. With this thing, your Qi condensation will be much easier."
Wang Lin lowered his head, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes as he said, "You can go back to the mountain spring and take another look. If you're lucky, you might even find one."
Sun Dazhu hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashing as he nodded and said: "You go take a look too, just remember, if you can bring back one more gourd for me, I'll give you a low-grade spirit stone!"
Wang Lin looked up and gazed at Sun Dazhu, asking: "Master, is this for real? I'll return the gourd to you, and you'll give me a spiritual stone?"
Sun Dazhu's face lit up with joy, and he hastily said: "That's right, as long as I see the gourd, I'll definitely give you a low-grade spirit stone."
Wang Lin sneered inwardly, but on the surface he was extremely respectful, nodding his head in agreement.
Sun Dazhu pinched his right hand, muttered to himself, swung his arm, and the garden gate creaked open. He stroked his chin whiskers, smiled and said: "You go now, come back quickly."

