According to the cultivation method described in these messages, the first thing is to feel the energy factors present in the air through one's own efforts.

They are then absorbed to form a more dense and gazing form of energy in their own body called Yuanqi.

Different cultivation methods have different forms of energy to cultivate, similar to how magic users usually practice magic power, and these are different from person to person.

According to the information of the stone, the first time you practice, there will be a step called "opening the door".

Obviously, it is the consciousness that opens the door of one's own cultivation.

Through the two indicators of the amount of energy factors in the air that can be absorbed at one time, and the degree of condensation of the Yuan Qi that can be condensed, we can see how talented a cultivator is.

In the information, the methods of absorbing energy and condensing vitality are recorded in detail, and the standards of various indicators are also described.

Jiang Qingsong carefully browsed the information in his mind repeatedly, and finally couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and couldn't wait to give it a try.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his mind.

The first step is sensing.

The air is filled with all kinds of energy, and our world is made of them.

A person's sensitivity to so many energies must vary.

Some people are naturally extremely sensitive to fire-attribute energy, so it will be very easy for him to absorb this kind of energy in the future, and the power of using fire-attribute exercises or magic will also be extremely huge.

The higher the degree of sensitivity, the better, and the more types of sensitive energy the better, which also directly determines a cultivator's talent, and also limits future development to a great extent.

When Jiang Qingsong closed his eyes and calmed down, he turned on the method called "Yin Yang Dao Method" recorded in the stone.

Gradually, he could feel that there seemed to be many, many small points of light around him. And these lights are not seen with the eyes, but felt through the heart.

These points of light were everywhere around him, and they were of different colors, and there were more than a dozen of them.

And each exudes a completely different atmosphere, densely surrounding him, looking extremely bright, brilliant and extremely beautiful.

He continued to calm down and sense, and he could also find many points of light of similar color, but they had completely different breaths and feelings, which should also belong to the energy of different attributes.

Jiang Qingsong made a general count, and there were a total of thirteen or fourteen kinds of energy.

According to the previous records, according to the book, if a cultivator senses energy for the first time, it is extremely good to be able to sense three kinds, but if he can sense more than five, he can basically be called a genius.

In the Southern Empire, for hundreds of years, the most I sensed was only eight kinds of energy, and I was able to absorb four of them for the first time I cultivated.

Someone like him who can sense more than a dozen energies is not written in the book, and it sounds too shocking and worldly.

Induction is one thing, and on the other hand, it is able to absorb the concentration of it.

The energy that can be absorbed the first time will surely become the most powerful weapon and killer weapon for cultivators in the future.

Jiang Qingsong suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, calmed down his excited state of mind, and calmed down.

According to the description in the Yin-Yang Dao, he turned the palms of his hands upwards and focused all his attention on the points of energy in the air.

Gradually, a whirlwind appeared in the air that was invisible to the naked eye, and its shape could only be discerned by induction.

Countless points of light began to rotate with this whirlpool.

It seems that there is a strange suction force in the center of this whirlwind, attracting these points of light of different colors and properties.

Then the points of light in the sky finally converged in the space above Jiang Qingsong's palms, and then gradually became dim, and finally disappeared.

The disappeared points of light actually entered his body from the acupoints of his hands, and then traveled along with the meridians described in the "Yin Yang Dao Method".

Jiang Qingsong held his breath and concentrated, and counted the types of energy that had entered his body with his own mind.

What made him fall into ecstasy again was that there were as many as eleven kinds of energy absorbed by him.

In other words, the number of types of energy that he could absorb for the first cultivation had already surpassed the largest number of inductions in the Southern Empire for hundreds of years.

It's scary to think about.

But after all, Jiang Qingsong, as a member of a certain youth league who has traveled through the past of modern earthlings, will certainly not be carried away by this at this moment.

Because he has one more important thing to do, and that is to condense these energies and make them his own unique vitality.

Jiang Qingsong drove these energies to swim through his body, and finally brought them all to the dantian located in the lower abdomen.

That's right, it's Dantian!

Although I don't know where those cultivators who practice magic gather their energy. However, the "Yin and Yang Dao Method", as the name suggests, belongs to the Dao Law, and it is indeed the same as in the previous life, which is to store the vitality in the dantian.

Actually, not only those monks, but everyone owns a dantian.

It's just that the dantian of all those who have not cultivated is like an abandoned manor, and there is nothing in it.

But there is a very fertile soil here, and as long as you bring vitality here and "sow it", they can nourish and grow.

A whole eleven kinds of vitality were gathered in Jiang Qingsong's dantian at this moment, and all kinds of lights were mixed, and it was very beautiful.

Qing Song stabilized his mind, and suddenly exerted force, wanting to squeeze the energy that was scattered everywhere fiercely.

Tremendous pressure was exerted on these energies, causing them to compress rapidly.

What Jiang Qingsong didn't expect was that there was a sharp pain that followed, which directly distorted his facial features painfully.

But he knew that everything he did couldn't be known to others, so he gritted his teeth and endured the heart-rending pain.

However, pain is not the only obstacle.

He soon discovered that when these different energies were forcibly compressed together, they collided violently with each other, and they looked like they were about to explode.

When he felt that the energy was on the verge of exploding, Jiang Qingsong was frightened and felt that the pressure was relaxed, allowing them to return to a state of dispersion.

This pain and tremendous pressure made Qing Song soaked, beads of sweat the size of beans across his face, and at the same time he was panting violently, and his mind and body were in a state of fatigue.

According to the records in the stone, a normal cultivator can condense the energy in his body into a soybean-sized mass of Yuan Qi.

And a very small number of geniuses can condense a large amount of vitality into an air mass the size of a pigeon's egg, that is, from an innate point of view, it is ten times stronger than ordinary people.

Although extremely tired, Jiang Qingsong has never been a person who gives up easily.

He then tried again and again, but his body became more and more difficult to support.

He lay on the ground gasping for breath, his strength exhausted, but he couldn't find a way to compress his vitality.

Every time, when the energy of various different attributes was compressed, it collided violently with each other, causing it to almost explode.

Qing Song's face showed a hint of joy, and from this moment on, it showed that he had officially stepped into the path of cultivation.

He has imagined that one day, he can swim between heaven and earth, like the legend, the mountains and rivers will collapse between his hands, and he will have the terrifying power of destroying the world with his gestures.

But he also understands that the road must be taken step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. Therefore, he must calm down and practice steadily.

He looked at the sky and estimated that it was already three watches.

Jiang Qingsong hid the fairy tale book in the depths of the cabinet, after all, this is the foundation of his foothold in this world.

He locked the tin box and put it under the bed, and when he had done all this, he climbed into bed and prepared to sleep.

Tired all night, he soon fell asleep.

Although he slept, on this moonlit night, there was a person in the village who tossed and turned and could not sleep.

This person is Li Yanyong in the village, who is idle in the village on weekdays, likes to steal chickens and dogs, and has nothing to do all day long.

But it's all in the same village, so everyone usually tolerates a little.

Tonight, he slipped out of the house again, trying to pull some turnips and cabbage from the village vegetable patch.

As a result, he happened to see another figure, sneaking out of the village chief's house.

He recognized Jiang Qingsong at a glance, so he followed him, and then was surprised to find that Qingsong had run out of the village, all the way to the wilderness more than a mile away.

He kept watching in the dark, and watched as Qingsong dug up a tin box and a few strings of jewels, and ran back to the village.

Then, on this night, Li Yanyong couldn't get a good night's sleep, always thinking about the string of jewels, and even more about the mysterious little iron box.

In the early morning of the next day, the village should organize the middle-aged people to go to the nearby town to buy a batch of necessary supplies.

Li Yanyong also happened to be in the team that entered the city this time, so he followed the others to the most prosperous Yange City in Yanyun Mountains.

At the same time, the famous Yanyun Forty Thieves had also discovered that the small iron box in the treasure had been stolen. And this small iron box is also their most important treasure.

It doesn't hurt to lose some jewelry, but if those cultivation methods are passed on. Especially when the Southern Empire learned about it, it is very likely that they will send an army here and kill all those who know about it.

After all, the "Yin and Yang Dao Method" is the secret of the Southern Empire. It was precisely because of their high ancestral status that they possessed the inheritance stone of this cultivation system.

So once they are lost, it is likely to be a catastrophe for them.

Although the iron chest has a magical seal, since the thief can open the treasure house, it is also possible to open the iron chest. So at this moment, all the thieves are also anxious.

They posted a bounty list in Yange City, and if anyone could provide a clue about an iron box and a few pieces of jewelry, they would give that person a hundred taels of gold to ensure that he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

I have to say that the conditions are extremely tempting. After all, with the "Chen Gu Village" where Qingsong is located, the annual income of the whole village is estimated to only be about one or two gold.

Half a day after the bounty was posted, no one came to receive it.

Until, Li Yanyong and the villagers entered the city together and saw this list.

After he finished reading it, he couldn't help but feel a wave of ecstasy in his heart. But he still pretended to be nothing, and at the same time calculated countermeasures in his mind.

Since this was a bounty arranged by the Forty Thieves of Yanyun, once he said that it was Qingsong who took the treasure, it was very likely that it would bring ruin to the entire village.

Although he is usually idle and likes to steal chickens and dogs, after all, he grew up in this village since he was a child, and he also has a very deep affection for this place, so he fell into hesitation for a while.

But on the proclamation in front of him, a hundred taels of gold was clearly written, tempting him.

Finally, he clenched his fists and made up his mind.

Even if the village was wiped out by the forty thieves, after having a hundred taels of gold, he could lead the villagers to a better place to live.

He can also become the most respected person in this village, and the price to be paid for all this is nothing more than Jiang Qingsong's life.

In other words, he robbed the treasure of the forty thieves, and died innocently, all of which were just self-inflicted.

Of course, all this was just a struggle in his heart. On the surface, he was still very calm, and the disguise was perfect.

Li Yanyong made up his mind, and this evening, he secretly went to the residence of the forty thieves and exchanged the clues of the small iron box for a full hundred taels of gold.

During the day, the villagers who had entered the city went around shopping in the bazaar, and then found a small inn to spend the night, ready to return to the village early tomorrow morning.

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, Li Yanyong took advantage of the fact that everyone was asleep, climbed out of the back wall of the inn, and went to the residence of the forty thieves in the south of the city alone.

The residence of the Forty Thieves in the city is in the middle of the most prosperous South Street, and it is the best place to enjoy yourself.

Later, under the guidance of the guards at his residence, Li Yanyong found the forty thieves who were drinking and gambling in a nearby casino.

Although he was tempted to come, when he really faced these vicious thieves alone, Li Yanyong's legs were still a little trembling.

But at the thought of a full hundred taels of gold, he still mustered up his courage and opened his mouth to the leader of the robbers.

"The lord is above, and the little one knows where the little iron box mentioned on the bounty is."

His voice trembled a little at this moment, but the thieves who had been eating, drinking, and merry-seeking, when they heard this, turned their heads and stared at him at the same time, their eyes fierce like a pack of hungry wolves foraging for food.

Some fierce eyes frightened Li Yanyong, and he, who was already extremely scared, stumbled and fell to the ground.

And to his surprise, the leader of the thieves suddenly laughed.

(End of chapter)