Ordinary people can also be extraordinary

Zhang Chen walked out of the room and was about to go next door to see how Wang Dong and the others were practicing, when suddenly there was a fluctuation of spiritual energy around him.

"Did the cultivation succeed?" Zhang Chen looked at Wang Dong's room. Bai Yunyun came out after hearing the noise. Zhang Chen hurried over to ask about the cultivation.

"How is your training going?" Zhang Chen asked.

"I felt a stream of energy flowing through my body, but I couldn't control the direction, and it couldn't flow along the route of the technique. Every time, the energy would dissipate halfway through." Bai Yunyun curled her lips and sighed.

"You have sensed the Qi? And you can make it flow?" Zhang Chen asked in surprise. "How did you do it?"

"I just followed the instructions of the exercise, breathing in a specific way, emptying my body, and focusing on sensing the changes in my body. After about half an hour, I felt a stream of air flowing through my body, and I tried my best to control it, but I just couldn't do it." Bai Yunyun spread his hands helplessly. "By the way, Brother Chen, how about you?"

"Me? I didn't sense anything." Zhang Chen smiled bitterly.

"Is it because I didn't practice the skills correctly?" Bai Yunyun asked casually.

"Probably not. Maybe it's just that my qualifications are poor." Zhang Chen said with a wry smile.

My method of cultivation is similar to Bai Yunyun's, so it seems this is the only possibility.

"Brother Dong, what happened? Why did he make such a big noise?" Bai Yunyun asked worriedly.

"I estimate that he may be close to the first level of Qi Condensation." Zhang Chen looked at Wang Dong's room.

"So fast? Doesn't the technique say that it normally takes at least 7 days?" Bai Yunyun said in disbelief.

"Xiaodong is the most talented among our disciples this time. How can he be calculated with ordinary people?" Zhang Chen said enviously.

"Brother Dong is so awesome!" Bai Yunyun said with admiration.

After about an incense stick of time, Wang Dong came out refreshed.

"Brother Dong, have you reached the first level of Qi Condensation?" Bai Yunyun asked hurriedly.

"It should be soon. When I practice the exercises, I feel the spiritual energy entering my body. My whole body feels numb and tingling, and streams of energy flow through my body. But I am not familiar with the exercises yet, so the exercises are not smooth yet." Wang Dong said with excitement.

"Brother Dong, you are so awesome." Bai Yunyun said, holding Wang Dong's hand.

"Brother Chen, Sister Yun, how is your training going?" Wang Dong looked at the two of them.

"We are practicing, so why don't you hurry up, Brother Dong? Let's go eat. I feel like I get hungry very quickly after practicing." Bai Yunyun rubbed his stomach.

After dinner, Zhang Chen returned to his room to continue practicing. After such a night, he still had no obvious feeling, which made Zhang Chen feel even more depressed. "Am I really so far behind?" This made Zhang Chen deeply doubt himself.

The next morning, Zhang Chen was in a bad mood and looked exhausted after practicing all night. He planned to go to the Gongfa Pavilion today to ask the uncle guarding the pavilion for advice. Because many new disciples did not understand, the sect gave them benefits. Within the first month of joining, they could ask these uncles for advice on their doubts in practice.

Zhang Chen came to the Gongfa Pavilion. He had learned yesterday that the uncle guarding the Gongfa Pavilion was named Zhao Wuji. He came to the door. Maybe it was very early, so there were not many people outside the Gongfa Pavilion.

Zhang Chen looked inside the door and saw Zhao Wuji sitting cross-legged and practicing, with spiritual energy being absorbed into his body. Zhang Chen had learned over the past few days that it was very rude to disturb others while they were practicing. So he stood at the door and waited for nearly an hour.

Zhao Wuji stopped practicing his skills and slowly stood up. He looked at Zhang Chen and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Chen quickly bowed and saluted.

"I am Zhang Chen, meeting Uncle Master Zhao."

"Well, go ahead," Zhao Wuji raised his hand.

"I practiced the Qi Condensation Technique yesterday, but I practiced for a whole night and didn't feel anything obvious. I also discussed it with others and they said I practiced the technique correctly. I don't know what's going on?" Zhang Chen told his situation in detail.

"Everyone's aptitude is different, so some people are faster and some are slower. This is very normal. But since you are here, you can practice in front of me and let me see." Zhao Wuji pointed to the cushion beside him and told Zhang Chen to sit down.

Zhang Chen immediately walked over, sat on the cushion, and tried to recall the contents of the exercises. He emptied his mind and body and felt it quietly. However, after an incense stick of time had passed, he still did not feel anything obvious.

Zhao Wuji had already been observing the fluctuations of the spiritual energy around Zhang Chen when he was practicing. He found that the fluctuations were very small and very little was absorbed into the body. Zhang Chen could not sense this amount clearly, just like pouring a bowl of water into a pond, and the fish would definitely not feel it clearly!

"There is no problem with your cultivation, it's just that your aptitude is poor, so you absorb too little spiritual energy, so you don't feel it obviously." Zhao Wuji said to Zhang Chen.

"Elder Zhao, what should I do then?" Zhang Chen asked hurriedly.

"Just keep practicing." Zhao Wuji said calmly.

Zhang Chen returned to his room a little dejected, not getting the answer he wanted. He felt very uncertain. He asked around and found out that many people had sensed the spiritual energy and were preparing to absorb it into their bodies. This made Zhang Chen even more uneasy, and he always felt that he was much worse than others.

Zhang Chen lay in bed and recalled everything. He remembered Sun Quanhu who came to select people, Qin Qiang in the welcoming hall, and Zhao Wuji today. They all said that their qualifications were poor. Zhang Chen turned over helplessly. Having not slept all night, Zhang Chen slowly fell asleep.

In his dream, Zhang Chen dreamed that he was kicked out of the sect. Seeing his parents' disappointed expressions and his neighbors' mocking eyes, he suddenly woke up and broke into a cold sweat.

Looking outside, it was already midnight and pitch black. Zhang Chen sat cross-legged and tried to practice for another three hours, but still had no obvious feeling.

So he walked out of the room, and with the little light from the sky, he headed towards a mountain behind the room. The newlyweds lived in a flat valley. The mountain was not very high, only about a hundred meters, but standing on the top of the mountain, he could completely overlook the main peak of the sect. The scenery was particularly good.

This is what I heard from other menial disciples these days. They cannot practice cultivation, so they climb to the top of the mountain from time to time and look at the main peak in the direction of the sect. Maybe they want to take a look at that place and fantasize that one day they can become one of them.

Zhang Chen slowly walked up to the top of the mountain. The sky was already slightly bright, and with the faint light from the distant peaks, he could see the general outline.

When I saw it from afar, I only felt that the scenery was beautiful. Now that I am closer, I feel that it is even more majestic, like a pillar supporting the sky, making me feel extremely small.

Zhang Chen looked into the distance, stretched out his arms, and breathed in the fresh air. He suddenly felt his mind open and all the haze in his heart was swept away.