Chapter 7: The True Secret of Xiao Qingmu

  This ray of light is shy and elusive, like a bashful maiden, hesitant to reveal herself.

  Zhang Hao's entire spirit went to sense its existence, the spiritual energy in his body's meridians, thin and thread-like, twisted and turned into the sea of consciousness.

  The white light spots outside the body are gathering, more and more, twinkling, brighter and brighter.

  On the spiritual field of the Red Dust Sword Sect, a outer disciple who was tending to the spiritual field gazed at a wooden hut in the distance on a steep slope, and within tens of meters around the hut suddenly dimmed.

  The sky on the roof, the power of the stars visible to the naked eye, pours into the somewhat dim wooden house from the depths of the universe.

  Hei Lao San, untying the rain cloak on his back, stared blankly at the dense white light and the power of the stars in the vast expanse, sighing: "I knew it, that lazy glutton isn't an ordinary person, just look at the commotion he's caused, I'm afraid he's going to be promoted to an inner sect disciple!"

  The middle-aged man opposite Hei Lao San shook his head and said, "This is not necessarily the case! This doesn't seem to be the Qi cultivation technique of the Red Dust Sword Sect. The Qi cultivation technique of the Red Dust Sword Sect should mobilize the sword energy, but this looks so evil!"

  Yes! At this time, the people around were also attracted by the middle-aged man's voice.

  "Could it be a demon cultivator!" Someone exclaimed.

  Everyone echoed in agreement.

  At this time everyone began to guess what kind of demon Zhang Hao was and what his true form was.

  "Look at this guy being so lazy all the time, he must be a cat demon!"

  "Cats usually sleep during the day and move at night. Look, he started practicing qigong this evening, didn't he?"

  "Cut! If it's a demon, once it has taken human form, does it still need to cultivate its energy?"

  Everyone who heard this sentence was like a punctured balloon, completely deflated.

  Hei Lao San, however, was oblivious to all the surrounding sounds, his turbid eyes staring blankly at Zhang Hao's wooden hut, thinking that if there was a way for these foundation-less cultivators to cultivate, he would be willing too! Others didn't know Zhang Hao's identity, but he did because of his transactions with Da Shixiong Zhang Yuefeng in the Spiritual Valley, so he had been to the inner sect several times and knew who Zhang Hao was. It's just that his status was lowly and it wasn't convenient for him to go up and greet him.

  Zhang Hao was unaware of the outside world's gossip.

  In the sea of consciousness, more and more white light threads are appearing. In the dark sea of consciousness, many fine threads are scattered all over, and as they gather together, a web is slowly formed.

  The darkness gradually dissipated, and the faint light spot became increasingly brighter.

  It was just above the sea of knowledge, teasing him with its elusive presence.

  His entire body suddenly shook violently, and the pores all over his body suddenly expanded, everything in the wooden house was clearly felt by him.

  The spring rain outside is as fine as soft silk.

  The fragrance of grass and trees is sweet and refreshing.

  This is not seen with the eyes, but an ability to enter the first layer of Qi Gong and open up the sea of consciousness, after breaking through one layer, entering the second layer of Qi Gong to perceive, this ability is like a keen sense of smell, but more acute than smell, can perceive the shape and smell of things.

  But he had just touched this boundary, the range of perception was relatively small, and could only perceive the range of dozens of meters outside the house, but this feeling made him exceptionally excited.

  There are a total of ten layers of Qi cultivation. Only after breaking through the tenth layer can one lay the foundation, and laying the foundation also requires many precious treasures to assist in order to successfully break through.

  Zhang Hao didn't think about these things at this moment, he just felt that this thing was interesting. If he had this ability in his previous life, when the female roommate next door took a bath at night, he could have enjoyed the view.

  He is a healthy man, and healthy men always have the instincts and needs of men. Lust is one of the gifts of being a man.

  In the Red Dust Sword Sect, he didn't have a beautiful female neighbor, nor did he find a long and good-looking outer sect female disciple. At least in this Cui Valley, there wasn't a good-looking outer sect woman disciple; if there was, he would definitely run to the side of their bathroom to cultivate for a while.

  At that moment, he suddenly remembered his cheap sister, and the evil thoughts in his heart instantly disappeared. The cold eyes, like a bucket of ice water with ice chips, poured down on him, giving him a chill to the bone.

  Slowly calmed down some disordered breaths, slowly stood up.

  Pushed open the door and walked out.

  It's already midnight, and I've unknowingly cultivated for several hours. There is a faint chill outside the house.

  Zhang Hao climbed onto the roof, lay on the slightly damp thatched grass, gazing at the starry sky, feeling a bit listless. He turned his head to look at the distant steep cliff, the precipitous stone steps, which was the path leading to the inner gate of the disciples.

  Xiaozi said, "The disciples inside have flying swords, the houses occupy dozens of acres, spiritual fields and medicine fields are also tens of acres each. Moreover, they don't need to take care of them personally. Every month, the sect will distribute welfare benefits, including spirit stones and spirit medicines!"

  "A woman, ten acres of land, a carefree and leisurely life!" Zhang Hao hummed lazily to himself as he thought: "Being an inner disciple is just like being a comfortable and idle government official!"

  Zhang Hao looked at his thatched cottage, the pond behind it, and the poor six mu of spiritual field in front of it, feeling a bit helpless.

  Maybe I should do something for myself, anyway, every day is idle, as long as you enter the first level of qigong practice, you can cultivate basic skills, and take care of your spiritual field, it shouldn't be a big problem.

  Zhang Hao thought for a moment, then put his left leg on top of his right leg, with both hands clasped behind his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

  The morning light is faintly bright, and birds are already chirping in the mountains and valleys.

  The early bird catches the worm, and this ancient saying still has its wisdom!

  Zhang Hao stretched and jumped down from the top of the thatched cottage.

  Took out seeds, a hoe and a thin, golden worm-like object from inside the house.

  Arrived in front of Lingtian.

  Zhang Hao gazed at the weeds in the field, feeling a bit listless and bored.

  "Hey! Old man, look at these weeds, what's going on!"

  "Rabbit! Early in the morning, a three-foot-tall dwarf appeared beside Zhang Hao."

  Hey! How can you come out? You're not... Zhang Hao took a closer look and was startled!

  "What's the big deal? You broke through to the second layer of Qi Refining, and I can manifest outside your body. However, only you can see me in this form, unless it's a cultivator who has broken through to the Golden Dan realm or a cultivator who has opened their Heavenly Eye using a magical treasure."

  He said, gazing carefully at the weeds that covered the spiritual field, his thin white eyebrows furrowed in concentration. He walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, then turned around and said: "These weeds, if you use a spiritual hoe to get rid of them, they'll grow back again the next day. I'm afraid it's a lifelong task to get rid of them completely. Your spiritual valley, the spiritual medicine you plant, will probably all become fertilizer for these weeds!"

  "What's going on?" Zhang Hao was a bit anxious upon hearing this.

  I'll teach you a trick that will guarantee to help you get rid of all the weeds on this spiritual field.

  The orb finished speaking and flew back into Zhang Hao's body.

  In an instant, a mantra called "Xiao Qingmu Zhen jue" appeared in his mind.

  Closed his eyes and recited the mantra of the Dharma formula, used his fingers to contemplate and understand it for a while, and then practiced the finger method when running the Dharma formula, half an hour later

  Put seeds, lingchu (a type of herb), and earthworms beside the spiritual field.

  Carefully beside the spiritual field, he unfolded the Small Azure Wood True Technique.

  Fingers quickly pinched a spell, five fingers flew around, perhaps it was the original owner of this body who left behind an extraordinary talent, only to see a faint green glow appearing on his fingertips.

  Immediately afterwards, a strong gust of wind blew up.

  The gust of wind instantly swept past the weeds in Lingtian's field and flew back into his fingers.

  Only a small green bead, about the size of a grain of rice from his past life, appeared on his finger.

  Carefully control the spiritual energy in the body, and once again cast the Small Green Wood True Formula.

  This time Zhang Hao felt more clearly than last time.

  Suddenly, a gust of wild wind swept up from the fingers, and when the wind subsided, countless pale green glows converged in the hand, and the millet-sized beads in the hand grew several times larger.

  The weeds on the spiritual field, however, gradually lost their vitality and withered away.

  Zhang Hao's heart skipped a beat with joy.

  He started operating the Small Green Wood True Formula again.

  An hour later, Zhang Hao was exhausted, sweating profusely, and his eyes were filled with stars.

  This spell is more tiring than PK. With a sigh, Zhang Hao lifted his heavy footsteps and took a look at the originally half-person-high green weeds, which had all withered away, devoid of any vitality.

  Walked back into the house and sat down on the couch.

  Rotating Star Heavenly Qi Cultivation Method

  Innumerable tiny light spots gathered around, swarming over.

  The bead, the size of a longan, which had been placed under his foot, suddenly floated up. The unsealed bead burst open, and the green vital energy instantly filled the entire room.

  The essence of plants and trees, following Zhang Hao's expanding pores, entered his body meridians one after another.

  Many scattered around the grass and trees gas.

  Floating and sinking in the thatched hut, some drifting on the windowsill.

  On the gray windowsill, on a rotten piece of wood, on the ash-white grain, a faint green light flickered and appeared - with a slight cracking sound: pop!

  A green sprout twisted out of the cracked gap and grew at a visible speed, until it grew into a two-foot-tall sapling before stopping its growth.

  Zhang Hao closed his eyes and practiced the Stellar Cultivation Technique.

  Suddenly he felt his feet as if connected to the ground, a thick earthy aura transmitted from under the cushion.

  Suddenly felt something was wrong.

  A pagoda-shaped tattoo flew out from Zhang Hao's chest.