Chapter 7: The Cruel Outer Gate

  From the body's memory, the biggest problem with him in front of me is that the outer gate is small compared to Bi, and it's easy to enter the Luo Fu Sect. As long as you have a spiritual root, even if it's a lower-grade spiritual root that doesn't flow, you can join the Luo Fu Sect. However, the assessment within is extremely strict.

  The first year is the cultivation period, and this time is the most relaxing for all miscellaneous disciples. There are no duties, and every day is spent in hard training. Within two years, those with good qualifications can usually cultivate to the peak of the first layer of the Luo Fu Xin Jing, while those who are not as good will still be able to cultivate to the first layer. Those who fail to reach the first layer will be eliminated during the annual evaluation at the end of the first year.

  One year later, it was the vocational period. Every year, there were different categories of vocations. The focus of the assessment was also here. Only by constantly improving could one meet the increasingly high vocational tasks. Bafeng Han and Qi Zhi Xiao were barely keeping up in the second year, but by the third year, they had fallen behind. Qi Zhi Xiao could still rely on his innate divine power to barely keep up, but Bafeng Han had fallen far behind.

  After that, every two years an examination is held until the eleventh year, which means that after passing six annual evaluations without being eliminated, one will be granted the status of a registered disciple by the sect and released from the sect.

  In the Luofu Sect, they are the lowest-ranking outer sect disciples. In the secular world, they are among the few top-notch experts. They are in charge of governing the secular world and have become the foundation of the Luofu Sect in the secular world. With a vast territory, even a large sect like the Luofu Sect cannot control every place, and can only rely on these fairly skilled disciples to exert influence in the secular world. They also gather various resources, bit by bit, into the sect.

  This is often the best destination for most of the miscellaneous disciples, of course, among the outer door disciples, there are also those who have given birth to higher-level disciples. Every year, some people accumulate enough points to enter the inner door, and even in a previous cycle, a miscellaneous disciple directly awakened his immortal bone among the sect's disciples and was taken as a disciple by the elder level, later becoming a true transmission disciple.

  These myths occasionally spread among the miscellaneous disciples, allowing them to see some hope while working hard. Xian Gu, this is probably the only hope for outer door disciples.

  Bafeng Han had been a member of the Luofu Sect for over two years, and in just a few months, it would be time for the two-year assessment of miscellaneous disciples. If he passed, he could continue to stay; if not, he would have his heart method retrieved and be expelled from the sect, rendering all his efforts futile.

  Before discovering the Qian Kun diagram, Ba Feng Han was carefree and happy, but he wasn't a good candidate for cultivating the truth. His nine-grade middle-level spiritual root was already at a disadvantage from the start. Not to mention comparing him to inner sect's strong cultivators, even compared to outer sect cultivators, he was far behind. Whether or not he could break through the Qi Refining stage and reach the Nourishing Yuan stage was an unknown quantity, let alone higher levels. The appearance of the Qian Kun diagram gave him hope, no matter what, he had to seize this opportunity now and open the seal of the first layer, perhaps there would be a turning point.

  Calm the mind, quiet the energy, five hearts facing heaven, silently reciting the Luofu Heart Sutra's mantra in my heart. Line by line, the words flow through my icy cold head: Stillness is the void gate, Emptiness is the Tao door, Tranquility is the spirit root, Serenity is the harmony foundation, Take the energy of heaven and earth, Intention circulates throughout the body.

  The Luofu Heart Scripture, as the first introductory scripture of the Luofu Sect, has its origins dating back to the founder of the sect, Baopuzi. It is also connected to another Taoist ancestor, Daode Dafashi. The scripture follows a path of quiet and unadorned cultivation, with simple entry requirements but extremely rigorous testing of one's heart and nature. After reciting the Luofu Heart Scripture, one quickly enters a state of forgetting both self and objects.

  Luo Fu Xin Jing, passes through the three gates of Taoism. The first pass is Wei Que, where cultivators with spiritual roots can open it by quieting their minds. After passing through nine layers, they enter the first heaven of Luo Fu Xin Jing, where a large amount of yuan force needs to be accumulated to prepare for breaking through the gate and clamping the spine.

  Bao Feng Han's comprehension is not bad, but the impact on the tail of the void is just a flash in the pan. The problem lies in the spiritual root, which is only at the 9th rank middle level. After absorbing 10 layers of heavenly and earthly primordial energy into his body, he can only retain half of it, which is already considered a lot. Usually, it's less than one percent. He has been accumulating bitterly for three years, but his yuan force has always been hovering at a low level, not enough to break through the second layer of yuan force. He was stuck at the second pass of the spine, and he tried to impact several times, but all were in vain.

  Unable to break through, he was unable to enter the second layer of the Luo Fu Xin Jing. Those who had entered the second layer, whether in terms of efficiency or quality, were making rapid progress, while he was stuck in the first layer, and the gap between his yuan force and others was growing larger and larger.

  Bafeng Han clutched the last thread of hope, reciting the Luo Fu Heart Sutra, and several hours passed in an instant. Bafeng Han opened his eyes, having completed nine cycles of cultivation, roughly a night's worth of effort. His yuan force had increased by a small margin on top of its original foundation, the result of his all-night meditation. However, he was still at least half short of the yuan force required to break through the second bottleneck, meaning that it would take him another two years to make the breakthrough.

  Let alone two years, there are only two months left at most. This year's annual evaluation will be the second heaviest in history. Time is pressing, and it seems that we have no chance of being together in this life?

  Staring blankly ahead with a numb and cold expression, hopes are beautiful, but reality is cruel beyond measure!

  "Feng Han, Feng Han!" Qi Zhi Xiao shouted loudly outside. Feng Han glanced at the sky and saw that the distant dark sky was starting to show a hint of blue, dawn was approaching. Unbeknownst to him, a night had passed. He sat up, suppressing his anxiety, and replied, "Coming, coming."

  The mountain road is still so difficult to walk, the bone-piercing white fog on the mountain has dissipated, but the ice on the mountain path has not melted, and it's hard to get a foothold, one careless step and you'll roll down. Yesterday's climb was just like that, I really don't know what his current state is, whether he's in a coma or awake.

  His heart was heavy with worry, and he arrived at the medicine field in a daze. Looking at the medicine field, he saw that the number of Wu Jin mines had increased again compared to yesterday. He was speechless, wanting to pass safely. Within a month, he must clear all the Wu Jin mines. Is this possible? With his spiritual roots and 10% of his original power, he would at least miss 99%. This path is simply impassable.

  "Feng Han, if you can't do it, then don't force yourself!" Qi Zhi Xiao patted Feng Han's shoulder with a loud thud and walked away, swaying his massive body. Feng Han looked at Qi Zhi Xiao's giant frame and felt waves of desolation wash over him. Even someone as silly as Qi Zhi Xiao knew not to force things, so was he really not cut out for this?

  He picked up the medicine shovel, aimed at the metal mine with a gambler's attitude, and hit it with a loud bang. The medicine shovel flew out of his hand, and he retreated one step, his palms cracking open, and sat down on the ground with a thud. The gap on the metal mine seemed to be a smiling face, occasionally emitting a mocking sound.

  Five hundred, no matter how hard you work in a day, it's only two or three at most. But what about the crucial small test that determines one's fate?

  It was as if all the doors had closed, leaving only sorrow. Baofeng Han sat here, his clothes blown by the mountain wind, his old waistband breaking with a loud crack, being blown away by the strong mountain peak towards the cliff on the other side, slowly falling down. Baofeng Han's eyes stared at the ribbon, watching it fall, and suddenly he sat up, slapped himself hard on the ear, and shouted in surprise: "How could I have forgotten this?"

  His piercing cold eyes flashed with a hint of vitality, and his mouth corners revealed a slight smile.

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