Chapter 1: – CHAOTIC LIGHTNING CULTIVATION – Light Novel
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Chapter 1:
The first section of the little fat Taoist
In the endless mountains, there are hundreds of large and small cultivation sects, and Xuantian Bieyuan is one of the largest and most powerful sects. Although the total number of Xuantian Courtyard is only a few thousand people, it occupies thousands of miles around the site. Here, everything belongs to them. They are the well-deserved masters of this place, any monks who dare to stray here. Will be killed mercilessly. And the prestige of Xuantian Bieyuan was built on the corpses of countless monks from other places.
At dusk this day, when most of the monks in the Xuantian Courtyard were going to have dinner or practice. A little Taoist priest of grade sixteen or seven suddenly appeared in each branch. This little Taoist is slightly fat, and he is covered in a dirty cyan robe. Although there is a bit of delicateness between his brows, his small and insignificant eyes completely destroy the immortal temperament he has worked hard to create, making him look fundamental. Not like a monk, but like an unlearned dude. In addition, he has a very uncomfortable name, Song Zhong. It is homophonic with “Send the End”, so that everyone hates him, and no one calls him by his real name, but he is called Xiaopang.
Xiaopang’s life experience is very miserable. His parents were originally disciples of the Inner Sect of Qingyangmen, but they suddenly passed away ten years ago. The cultivation school is notorious for its indifference to human feelings. Without the protection of his parents, Song Zhong’s talents are so amazing that he can be called “peerless waste wood” and his status has plummeted. From a child sheltered by his parents, he suddenly fell into a little boyfriend.
The chubby, who has the five elements and is completely evenly distributed, is called the almighty waste in the cultivation world. Although you can practice all five element spells, you can’t practice anything famously. Basically, you can’t cultivate. Even if you barely use elixir to nourish your practice, you have no possibility of becoming a master. You can only wander in the low level for a lifetime. In this case, no school will waste precious cultivation resources on this kind of guy who will never become a talent.
If it were not for the thin face of his parents, Xiaopang would have been driven out of the mountain gate long ago, letting him fend for himself outside. Even now, Xiaopang’s situation is not good. He doesn’t even count as an outer disciple. He can only serve as a low-level servant, specializing in twilight hours, picking up the garbage generated every day from each subordinate branch.
However, although Xiaopang is always stupid, he is actually a very resolute child. He has seen everything in the world for ten years, and the warm and cold world, he did not abandon himself because of this. He chose to fight against difficulties. Even if he knew his talent was not good enough, he never gave up on cultivation.
Every day, in addition to completing the job of restraining rubbish assigned by the sect, almost all of his time is spent on cultivation. It takes nearly ten hours to practice in almost a day. This level of diligence, even those who claim The guy who cultivates the madman, I’m afraid it will be ashamed. People, after all, are not statues. They meditate for more than eight hours every day, there is no entertainment, no one talks, just runs the infuriating energy wholeheartedly, and it feels like a living person can sit stupid!
But Xiaopang insisted on ten years resolutely. He firmly believed that as long as he kept practicing hard, he would always step on the guys who bullied him. The so-called emperor pays off. Finally, last night, Xiaopang successfully converted his whole body’s true energy from acquired to innate, and became a veritable cultivator.
After a mortal is born, it belongs to the acquired. If you want to cultivate, you must remove the acquired turbidity and transform all of it into innate true qi. Only by entering this kind of innate realm can you be qualified to practice the Immortal Family Cultivation Technique. This is a threshold for whether you can cultivate. If you step over, you are a monk, if you don’t, you are a mortal!
However, in the face of such an achievement, except for a wry smile, Xiao Pang is really not happy. Because the talented cultivators of others complete this step around the age of 10. Some pure attribute geniuses with perverted talents, with the help of strong family resources, can even complete this step before the age of 5. In other words, Song Zhong was practicing at least several years later than others.
You must know that cultivation is going against the sky, in order to compete with the sky for time. If they cannot advance before their lifespan is exhausted, then only death is waiting for them. The time in the early stage of cultivation is even more precious, directly affecting future development. A cultivator like Song Zhong who had barely reached the threshold of entry at the age of sixteen could already be sentenced to death. Unless Xiaopang has any special opportunities, he will never be able to advance, and at best he will stop at the innate realm.
In fact, the reason why Xiaopang went so far as to practice hard is because he really had such a chance. This opportunity came from an unknown treasure left by his parents. According to Xiaopang’s parents, that thing came from an extremely ancient cultivation cave. From the appearance of the cave, the owner of the cave must be extremely powerful. 80% of what he left behind was not ordinary. It’s a pity that Song Zhong’s parents were sent out before they had time to study, and they never returned. This thing became the only thing they left for Song Zhong.
Xiaopang’s plan is to refine this treasure immediately after he has cultivated to the innate realm. If he is lucky, he will encounter a strange treasure, and he might really solve his problem. If it doesn’t work, then he will have to die of his comprehension, and wait for his death slowly!
The so-called people have a refreshing spirit on happy occasions. With such hope, Xiaopang will naturally work a lot lighter. He first came to the Talisman Training Hall in the Xuantian Courtyard. This is a place specially provided for disciples to practice the use of charms. There are many discarded charms every day. The Dao Tonghui here will remove the rubbish after the elite disciples have gone. Pack it up, Xiaopang’s job now is to take away the rubbish. Compared to the previous work of washing dishes and sweeping the floor, this work is much more tiring because of the long way to go.
There are two big baskets for the abandoned charms. Song Zhong came to the hut behind the training hall, skillfully put the empty baskets he had brought there, and then carried the two full of garbage. Big basket, walked out quickly.
Xiao Si is not qualified to go through the front door, Xiao Fat can only walk through the back door and gallop along the mountain road. After all, he is a person who has cultivated for more than ten years. Although Xiaopang can’t fly with a weapon yet, he can still take a few feet. Years of exercise has made his fat figure not affect his speed. The mountain road of dozens of miles arrived soon. On the way, from time to time, you could see the monks flying by with the sword from the sky, and they also saw Xiaopang, but no one would pay attention to this little servant.
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These guys can fly with nostrils in the sky, and Chubby already feels good. If you meet a boring guy, you might even sneer. And the more boring stuff would use low-level techniques to give Song Zhong some fun. In the past ten years, Xiaopang has been soaked in water countless times, and has been burned with fire, so that he has to run naked for a long time, which has become the biggest joke in Xiaopang. And the most dangerous time was when a disciple who was looking for pleasure hadn’t controlled his spell well. He originally wanted to use the wind blade technique to cut off Xiao Chuan’s hair, but he almost cut off Xiao Chuan’s head. It was also since then that Xiaopang changed his appearance, how to dress in a low-key manner. I also deliberately choose to work when there are few people, so as not to run into too many boring people.
The place Xiaopang is currently going to is called Tiangou. It is a bottomless abyss in the back mountains of the Xuantian Courtyard. Normally, the garbage produced in the Xuantian Courtyard is thrown here. The Xuantian Courtyard has been established for thousands of years, and the rubbish has remained for thousands of years, but the gutter, which is hundreds of miles long, has not been filled up.
However, when it was Xiaopang’s turn to take over the job, the garbage below had already accumulated a lot, and the highest garbage mountain was only a dozen feet away from the top of the ditch.
The little fat guy who is in trouble now has no intention of admiring the massive garbage in the gutter. He threw down the two large baskets of garbage and hurried straight to the alchemy hall, where there are also two garbage baskets. Filled with discarded pills that failed to refine.
After throwing away the garbage in the alchemy hall, Xiaopang went to the refining hall. There were only two trash baskets containing the failed refining equipment and some furnace ashes.
After throwing away the garbage in the three halls, Xiaopang’s day’s work is also over. He who ran for hundreds of miles in more than two hours, even if he is a cultivator, is exhausted. Panting and sweaty.
After returning to the hut where he lived like a dead dog, Xiao Pang didn’t care about washing up, so he immediately began to meditate and adjust his breath.
Half an hour later, a crescent moon quietly climbed up to the tip of the willow, and the chubby, who had finished adjusting his breath, slowly opened his eyes. At this time, his physical and mental state is in the best stage, and his residence is remote, and he hasn’t been disturbed for several years. It is a good time to refine the strange treasure.
Carefully opened a hidden mechanism at the head of the bed, Xiaopang took out a walnut-sized black bead from it. The whole body of this pearl is round, neither gold nor jade. It is made of no idea. There are no patterns on it and no spiritual benefits. If it weren’t for the ancient Xiuzhen Dongfu where it was discovered, Xiaopang’s parents would not have looked at it at all.
In fact, even Xiaopang himself doubted whether this thing is a strange treasure or whether it can be used to refine one’s life magic weapon. You know, a person’s magic weapon can only be refined, even if it wants to change it in the future, it is impossible. It can be said that the natal magic weapon directly determines the future development of a cultivator. Therefore, the average cultivator will carefully select the same high-quality magic weapon after practicing to a certain level, and refine it into the natal magic weapon. If it is really not good Magic weapon, then they would rather not refine it, and would definitely not refining something that does not know the origin at will as a magic weapon of their lives.
However, for Xiaopang, he has no choice. There is only one magic weapon that he can touch. Without refining, he will definitely have no future in the future, and he can only wait for death in an ineffective manner. As for refining, although there is a certain danger, there may still be a ray of life.
The chubby stroked the round black beads, and smiled bitterly: “Beads, beads, don’t let me down!”
After finishing talking, he had already made up his mind to fight. Xiaopang’s complexion immediately tightened, resolutely cut open his wrist with his nails, and dripped the blood of his life on the beads. It is strange to say that as soon as the essence and blood touch the bead, it is immediately absorbed by it, as if it was not a bead, but a gluttonous monster.
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