Yang Quan was puzzled, since he began cultivating immortals, he was assigned to Lingtian, and no one had told him about some common sense things in the immortal cultivation world.

There are differences in the qualifications of immortal cultivators, and the difference is very large, people with good qualifications, there is no bottleneck when they are promoted, and most of them can pass peacefully, as long as the resources of immortal cultivation are sufficient, this kind of person can quickly impact a higher realm, and the success rate is much higher than that of others.

And people with poor qualifications, such as Yang Quan, have poor qualifications that they can barely cultivate immortals, and they often encounter all kinds of problems when they are promoted, so even if the resources for cultivating immortals are sufficient, they will encounter all kinds of problems in the advancement, so almost all sects are divided into disciple levels according to their qualifications, and Yang Quan's qualifications basically belong to the worst category, so he is assigned to the most marginal position.

The next day, after Yang Quan woke up, he did not immediately start to rush the acupoint again, but began to sow spiritual rice seeds, yesterday's advancement has proved one thing, that is, cultivating immortals is far from being as simple as he imagined, and he has found a little trick to solve the problem of cultivating immortal resources in the early stage, it does not mean that he will be able to smooth sailing in the future, this idea is very naïve, and he must change it.

Lingmi still needs to continue to be planted, at least once to harvest and graft Lingmi, and then apply to become an outer disciple and return to the Imperial Spirit Sect. Although this place is remote, no one wants to come, but for Yang Quan, this place is just right, and he can't grow grafted spiritual rice in another place.

For three whole days, Yang Quan was busy with the cultivation of spiritual rice, and he had a vague clue in his heart, starting from entering the Imperial Spirit Sect, although he stayed in the sect for a short time, but there was a word that he had heard many times, that is, the qualification of cultivating immortals, he was because of his poor qualifications, and the family did not do anything, so he was assigned such a position, and he failed to advance a few days ago, most likely because of the so-called immortal cultivation qualifications.

He still remembered that his mana at that time, when he hit the eyebrow acupuncture point, he consumed much more mana than recorded in the booklet, but he still failed to succeed, so could it be that his eyebrow acupoint was different from those who had good qualifications in cultivating immortals, and after the mana entered, it failed to stay and nourish it, but directly dissipated outside the body?

He still had a lot of special spirit rice in his hands, and he decided to try his own ideas, at least to figure out why he failed.

This time Yang Quan was no longer reckless, mana was still very precious to him, and he couldn't waste it, and it was not okay to stuff his eyebrows with all his brains, so he tried again and instilled mana into his eyebrows little by little.

Whenever there was mana entering the center of the eyebrows, Yang Quan would feel a coolness in the center of the eyebrows, but it would soon disappear, and the part of the mana that entered the center of the eyebrows could no longer be found in his body.

After many attempts, Yang Quan's face changed color, and he guessed a certain possibility: the qualification of cultivating immortals is talking about the human body, before Jindan, the advancement of the monk is closely related to his own body, and the acupuncture points in the center of the eyebrows have never been able to break through, and receiving the long-term nourishment of mana, it can't be a problem with his eyebrows, right?

Others hit the acupuncture points, and after the mana entered, they quickly enriched the acupuncture points and nourished them, but his eyebrows were like a bottomless pit, which made him feel that his eyebrows were likely to be broken!

All the mana that was input into it escaped into the air at the broken part of the eyebrows!

The spiritual sense in his eyebrows had not yet been opened, so the machete mana that could not be cleared yet, if it was flowing in his body, he could feel it, but if it was outside his body, he couldn't detect it at all!

"If that's true... That one is terrible..."Yang Quan's heart was bitter, if there was a hole in the center of his eyebrows, then how could he ensure that the center of his eyebrows would be nourished enough?

"The most important thing is that I don't have spiritual consciousness yet, and I can't see the power of the algorithm really overflowing from the center of my eyebrows, so I can only guess... I don't know if that's the case..."

At this moment, Yang Quan was even a little disheartened, in his previous life, most people believed in the saying that there was no class and no qualifications and talents at all, and he himself didn't care at all about what qualifications and talents, but he didn't expect that in this world of cultivating immortals, it was really the same as what was written in those online novels, and qualifications determined the achievements of almost all immortal cultivators.

"Is the heavens playing with me? Why can I, a traverser, even become a difficulty in the second level of qi cultivation?" Yang Quan was silent.

After a long time, as if he had suddenly made up his mind, he said firmly: "Traverser... I've been talking about this word for too long, a person's achievements should be proportional to his efforts, and the traverser, from now on, can no longer be an excuse for me to fail in anything. ”

"Complaining can't help me succeed, only hard work and thinking..."

Yang Quan's mood returned to calm, and he continued to do what he should do every day, taking care of Lingtian and then using special spiritual rice to give birth to mana, and then using mana to nourish the eyebrows.

"Even if every time I nourish my eyebrows with mana, I can only last for a few breaths, then as long as my mana is enough and it takes long enough, then I can successfully stimulate my spiritual sense and truly enter the second layer of qi training. ”

Time passed day by day, the spiritual rice in the spiritual field pulled out the ears again, Yang Quan continued to graft the spiritual rice ears to the Huangteng grass, this time he grafted more in number, enough to have eight hundred ears.

The previous batch of special spiritual rice, he has used it up, although he did not succeed in entering the second layer of qi training, but the center of the eyebrows is getting more and more feeling, I don't know if it is an illusion, he feels that he has been able to perceive the scene of the mana slowly dissipating from the center of the eyebrows.

The season of harvesting spiritual rice is here again, and the outer disciples who came this time are still a group of newcomers, and the first few batches of outer disciples who came to supervise the harvesting of spiritual rice are said to have entered the inner door.

Although he has been in this world for almost three years, he has changed batch after batch of outer disciples to supervise the harvesting of spiritual rice, the only thing that has not changed is himself, looking at this batch of new children, he even has a feeling that he has grown old.

"Will I be in this spiritual field, day after day, year after year, watching and toiling, until I get old?" Yang Quan was a little sad, tears almost welled up in his eyes, in his previous life, he lived ordinary, plain, if he didn't cross over, most of them would die alone, and when he came here, would he end up like this?

Yang Quan is lonely in his heart, but in this world, he doesn't know anyone, and he doesn't even want to find someone to tell about loneliness, at this moment, Yang Quan's heart is extremely lonely...

This body is only nineteen years old, but Yang Quan feels that his heart is already seventy or eighty...

The sun and the moon alternated, the stars shuttled, and more than four months passed, and it had been three full years since Yang Quan came to this world of cultivating immortals.

He made a big meal for himself, used a lot of special spiritual rice, and after eating it for a long time, after these spiritual rice entered alone, it was quickly transformed into mana, and it was slowly transported towards the center of his eyebrows.

The next morning, after getting up, Yang Quan suddenly felt that the world in front of him was a little different, there was a very cool feeling in the center of his eyebrows, and when he looked at some things, he felt completely different!