Chapter 11: The Way of Cultivation
"Well, that's the cultivation of the Great Reincarnation Technique, you can feel it yourself, be on call, I'll go out for a walk" Before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared again.
"The Three Realms of Reincarnation?" As Wang Yizhi muttered in a low voice, an upside-down three-story jet-black pagoda appeared in his soul sea, suspended in mid-air in his soul sea.
From Mo Wei, Wang Yizhi knew some basic knowledge about cultivation, and also had some one-sided cognition of "The Great Reincarnation Technique"
Cultivation is based on the heaven and earth, with itself as the carrier, absorbing the ubiquitous, qualitative and formless energy in the heaven and earth for one's own use, and impacting layers of more advanced realms with the cooperation of exercises, which is commonly known as cultivation.
"In any case, the Great Reincarnation Technique is also an extremely powerful exercise, although it is not perfect, but there is always a victory but there is none," Wang Yizhi thought so, and a pair of small hands were opened out to follow the prompts of Mo Wei, holding the exercise cultivation tower that appeared in front of him.
"Hmm"
As soon as the soul body felt cold, Wang Yizhi's soul appeared in a palace.
There is life and death in the world, I am life, what is death
Enter my reincarnation and transform others
Cultivate the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon
The voice that penetrated into the soul sounded in the empty palace, and in the middle of the palace with Wang Yizhi's mind, a majestic dragon and phoenix font appeared one after another, Wang Yizhi didn't know it, but these fonts seemed to be alive, which word he saw, which word would sound sound.
"This first realm, the realm of life and death" Wang Yizhi was at a loss, what is life, what is death, he doesn't know, he only knows that it is his life to live in this ancient wilderness, and it is also the fate of the fierce beast in this demon spirit ancient world, and death is nothing more than a result, a cruel ending of failure.
For cultivation, Wang Yizhi has no experience, and he doesn't know why he doesn't know what to do with the life and death realm of this first realm.
"There's a problem, just the three words 'life and death realm', how can I cultivate" Wang Yizhi shouted, his voice echoing in the hall, let him shout. I just don't get any replies and prompts.
Wang Yizhi, who couldn't get a hint, looked around in the cultivation tower transformed into this exercise, groping everywhere, but the main hall was so big and empty, just like his soul sea, it was just a lot bigger, that's all.
"My grass" Wang Yizhi lay exhausted in the hall, looking at the black overhead, like a roof without stars at night, quite unhappy, venting his dissatisfaction and melancholy little emotions.
"It must be because of the absence of Big Brother Mowei"
Wang Yiyi patted his head, and then he thought that Mo Wei was the spirit body of this exercise, that is to say, the soul of this exercise, and now that the soul was not there, it was reasonable that he could not cultivate.
"I want to go out, I want to go out" Wang Yizhi's voice echoed in the hall, but the appeal could not be satisfied.
Wang Yizhi, who was helpless, lay on the ground limply, looking at the dragon and phoenix font in mid-air, and sighed a little, but he didn't know what to sigh about.
"Try it"
Wang Yizhi sat cross-legged, gradually emptying his thoughts, and his breathing became steady, not long after, a line of cultivation mantras appeared in front of Wang Yizhi, Wang Yizhi according to the above requirements, pinched the trick with both hands, and dots of light began to appear around the soul, little by little into Wang Yizhi's soul body sitting in the empty hall, and with the continuous increase of these points of light, Wang Yizhi's vague soul body was gradually realized.
"This is the spiritual power of heaven and earth"
With Wang Yizhi's storage, spiritual power was constantly gathering around his body, but most of the spiritual power was filtered in Wang Yizhi's body and then turned into more pure spiritual power under Tang Xiaoqi's stunned gaze.
"This is cultivation?"
It's no wonder that Tang Xiaoqi was surprised, if any monk saw this scene in front of him, it would inevitably be like this.
Wang Yizhi's cultivation method is equivalent to earning extremely small spiritual power for his own use, treating himself as a spiritual power filter, gathering the surrounding spiritual power in his body for a week, and then putting it back where he absorbs it, but Wang Yizhi himself has no benefit.
This is like a person who owns 10,000 acres of fertile land, planted wheat, but at the time of harvest, he only needs rhizomes, but throws away all the ears of wheat, leaving only some ears of wheat that are forced to be scattered.
"It worked"
Wang Yizhi smiled, continued to close his eyes and began to cultivate, the pleasure brought by this first cultivation was incomparably comfortable, feeling the wonderful feeling of the body being shuttled by spiritual power, Wang Yizhi was as happy as walking in his wheat field of 10,000 acres of fertile land, but what was puzzling was that he was not interested in the fruits of these wheat fields "ears of wheat", but was satisfied with the magnancy of these 10,000 acres of fertile fields and the growth of wheat fields, nothing more.
"It's okay, no fever"
Tang Xiaoqi thought that Wang Yizhi had gone mad because of her many rescue methods, touched his forehead, confirmed that there was no fever, and was a lot more relieved, feeling the spiritual power around him that was gradually becoming pure, Tang Xiaoqi wanted to sit down and breathe in and cultivate, but he felt that this was not a gentleman's behavior, so he held his small fist and forcibly absorbed the pure spiritual energy around him that was repeatedly absorbed and filtered by Wang Yizhi.
"Oops, this spiritual power is too much"
As everyone knows, Wang Yizhi in the main hall of the exercises is still lamenting that the spiritual power gathered in his soul body is too huge, and he is also selling well, proud that he can cultivate.
"Oops, no matter, I'll compensate you later"
Feeling that the rich pure spiritual power in the thatched house is still increasing, and there is a trend of spiritual power atomization, Tang Xiaoqi finally can't resist this naked temptation, this is obviously a cultivation sent to the door, as a monk, or as a hard-working farmer, she can't accept Wang Yizhi's wanton squandering of the results.
Tang Xiaoqi had already decided, as long as these spiritual powers were absorbed by her and had any impact on Wang Yizhi, she would stop immediately, and had already decided that in order to repay Wang Yizhi, she would do whatever it took to find the secret method to save people, but if it didn't work, she could only hope for her father.
Wang Yizhi's filtering ability was beyond Tang Xiaoqi's expectations, and it has increased over time, which means that practice makes perfect.
Tang Xiaoqi's body, with the help of Wang Yizhi, was undergoing some kind of amazing transformation that even Tang Xiaoqi himself was not aware of.
"Something"
Tang Xiaoqi is not as big as the nerves of the vegetative Wang Yizhi, even this rare opportunity to cultivate will not make Tang Xiaoqi completely indulge in cultivation, feeling the strange feeling of his body, Tang Xiaoqi exclaimed, and left the wooden bed where he was sitting in a quick turn.
"Ah~"
An instinctive fright that belonged to the maiden constantly echoed in the thatched house.