The Tao is far away

Wang Chi slowly stopped practicing, but found that there seemed to be an invisible membrane between the four poles and the square inch.

His attacks for several days in a row failed to show any sign of a breakthrough.

"The Qi Condensing Powder is almost used up. It seems I can only try the Yellow Dragon Pill." Wang Chi said to himself.

The Qi Condensing Powder and the Yellow Dragon Pill were both legacies left to him by Carpenter Wang.

However, compared to the powerful effect of Huanglongdan, Ningqisan is undoubtedly much inferior.

Huanglong Pill is a medicine specially made for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. It is highly favored by cultivators in this stage for its strong medicinal properties.

Even Carpenter Wang, who was at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage, only had three Yellow Dragon Pills left, which shows how precious they were.

"If I take this in one breath, won't my body explode and die?" Wang Chi said as he took out a Yellow Dragon Pill from his storage bag, his brows furrowed.

This is a pill prepared for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. For a cultivator like him who has not yet entered the mainstream, taking it blindly may backfire.

Maybe you can try splitting the pill into small portions.

Wang Chi gently kneaded the pill as if he was shaping plasticine. After a while, the Yellow Dragon Pill was skillfully divided into ten parts.

Wang Chi sat cross-legged again, breathing slowly, and practicing the mental method taught by Carpenter Wang. After several cycles, his body gradually felt lighter.

Wang Chi gritted his teeth and put a small portion of the pill into his mouth.

The pill melts in the mouth and flows like running water, flowing from the dantian to the limbs.

Not long after, Wang Chi felt a force filling his limbs, and his Four Extremes realm seemed to have improved again.

Suddenly, with a cry of "Ah", Wang Chi held his chest and groaned in pain. The pain like a needle prick made him scream, his voice hoarse and full of pain.

Wang Chi fell headfirst onto the bed without even concentrating on his martial arts, his hands tightly pressed against his chest, a look of twisted pain on his face.

Wang Chi covered his chest with his hands, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down his cheeks to the ground. Just when Wang Chi was about to faint, he felt that the bottleneck of Fang Cun seemed to loosen a little, but only a little, revealing a tiny gap.

In the end, Wang Chi ran out of energy and fainted.

On the second day, Wang Chi woke up when the sixth sun rose over the mountain.

I rubbed my chest, but it still hurt.

Wang Chiban sat up and couldn't help wondering if there was something wrong with his heart. He remembered that three years ago when he first came to Ergou, his heart hurt so much that he rolled on the ground. But last night seemed different because he felt the bottleneck loosening.

Wang Chi shook his head. It was useless to rack his brains. He still knew very little about this world.

"It's been three years. I wonder if my parents have gotten over the sad news of my death." Wang Chiwei sighed, got out of bed, and went out to wash up.

When a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, he shuddered from the inside out.

It was late autumn, the leaves outside had already turned yellow, and the six suns in the sky looked like decorations. Wang Chi estimated that the temperature was only around 10 degrees Celsius at the moment.

Over the past three years, Wang Chi has been practicing the mental method and Vajra Sutra, and his body has gradually become stronger.

Wang Chi looked at his reflection in the water tank. Alas, what an ordinary face. It’s a pity that I lost my handsome face before.

……

"Hmm?" Wang Chi looked carefully at his reflection in the water and found that there were red lines all over his face.

Wang Chi tore off his clothes in horror, and found that his body was also covered with red lines, densely packed.

The effect of the Huanglong Pill is so strong? If I divide it into ten portions, I will almost burst my body!

Those lines were actually cracks on the body. If the reflection in the water tank hadn't been a little blurry, Wang Chi would have been really scared.

At this moment, Wang Chi was like a piece of debris pieced together, and blood was oozing out of the cracks.

Wang Chi was shocked by the condition of his body. He looked inside hurriedly, and fortunately found that his internal organs were intact, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After the internal inspection, Wang Chi didn't dare to make any big movements. He was afraid that the flesh on his body would fall off, leaving only a bloody skeleton.

Wang Chi slowly took out a blood pill from his storage bag and slowly put it into his mouth.

The pill melted in the mouth, turning into blood and qi to nourish the whole body. I don't know whether the pill worked well or Wang Chi's injuries were light, but after a while, the cracks that were bleeding stopped bleeding and a layer of scab formed.

Wang Chi resisted the urge to look at his reflection in the water tank, because when he looked down at his body just now, his scab-covered body was densely covered with black bugs, as if countless small black bugs were crawling all over his body in a regular pattern, making Wang Chi's scalp numb.

If a person with trypophobia saw Wang Chi's appearance at this moment, he would definitely be disgusted to death.

Wang Chi endured the discomfort, returned to his cabin, and lay down on the bed carefully, still feeling scared.

I thought I was lucky this time, as I almost died in the Northwest.

But every failure makes you wiser, and I won't be so rash next time.

Wang Chi sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating and looking inward, and found that although his tendons and veins were ruptured, they were expanded by the power of the medicine. The layer of membrane in Fangcun had also been broken through long ago, and even reached the fairy platform faintly. He was almost able to enter the Qi Refining Stage.

"It can be considered a blessing in disguise." Wang Chi muttered to himself, but this disaster was also caused by himself.

After finishing the internal inspection, Wang Chi put a pill for strengthening the body into his mouth.

He lowered his head in deep thought, it seems that cultivation should be done step by step. In the following period of time, he slowed down his cultivation and taught himself talismans.

"It's really troublesome without a master to guide you."

Wang Chi opened the "Brief Analysis of Talismans" left by Carpenter Wang, and the first chapter was eight words: Concentrate and achieve unity of mind and body.

What we are looking at is the basic structure of a talisman, such as the talisman head, talisman core, talisman foot and so on.

Next are the materials for the talisman and the talisman pen. Generally, talismans can be made with ordinary paper and a pen with cinnabar, but the effect is minimal and they can only purify and drive away evil spirits.

However, when some spells with some power are drawn on ordinary paper, the talisman will spontaneously combust because it cannot bear the pressure.

Talismans are divided into low-level talismans, intermediate-level talismans and high-level talismans.

To draw talismans below the intermediate level, one needs paper made from some older spiritual wood or bamboo. Some special talismans, such as high-level talismans, need to be made from the fur of monsters.

The best material for talisman pens is monster hair!

After reading these, Wang Chi found that talismans were truly amazing.

Fortunately, I don’t need to worry about the materials. Carpenter Wang kept a lot of them, including a black talisman-making pen, which is obviously not an ordinary thing.

But to be on the safe side, it is better to practice with ordinary paper to avoid wasting materials.

As soon as he started writing, Wang Chi was stumped. He had never used a brush before. Besides, his learning ability had deteriorated after the college entrance examination, Wang Chi laughed at himself.

However, no matter how difficult it is, Wang Chi can still overcome this difficulty by just following the instructions.

Six days had passed and the waste talismans on Wang Chi's desk had piled up into a small mountain. Wang Chi was still drawing tirelessly. Suddenly, the talisman paper spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes.

Wang Chi was overjoyed: "Great, it finally worked!"

With his confidence aroused, Wang Chi became interested again.

Change to a real talisman paper and repeat the previous steps: control your breathing, forget yourself, and have no thoughts in your mind.

Wang Chi began to write, with the tip of his pen moving across the talisman paper. He completed the talisman head, talisman core, and talisman foot in one go.

After the last stroke was made, the talisman paper emitted a faint light and flashed away.

"It's done!"

……

one year later

At night, the dark clouds in the sky blocked the three moons and the village was quiet.

Looking at Wang Chi’s cabin from the outside, there was a shining green light coming from inside.

At this time, Wang Chi slowly opened his eyes, and the green light on his body slowly sank into his body.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:

"Qi Refining Stage, here I come!"