The Tao is far away

Amid the roar of the waterfall, the cave hidden under the waterfall appears particularly quiet, with only the crisp sound of dripping water.

In this secret space, rays of light blue, like the northern lights in the night sky, flicker mysteriously and eerily in the shadows of the cave.

Wang Chi was sitting on the rock at this time, his posture seemed a little stiff, as if he was trying hard to suppress some unknown pain in his body.

Wang Chi clenched his teeth so tightly that the muscles beside his cheeks trembled involuntarily.

Cold sweat silently slid down his forehead, along the bridge of his nose, and finally dripped onto his closed thighs, wetting them all.

The green shadow surrounding Wang Chi's body was like a thin veil, or a restless mist, constantly swaying and changing shape.

Sometimes it condenses and sometimes it diffuses.

Every time the green shadow twitched, there was an intense shock in Wang Chi's head, as if a heavy hammer was hitting his brain, making his consciousness blurred.

This painful feeling made it almost impossible for him to concentrate.

It was very difficult for a Qi-refining cultivator like him to separate his spiritual consciousness from the body.

Finally, after the green shadow continued to twitch, it seemed to have reached a certain limit, and it finally peeled off from Wang Chi. At this moment, Wang Chi felt a relief he had never felt before.

His body seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden and he breathed a sigh of relief. His heart beat violently, trying to compensate for the previous depression and pain.

Wang Chi almost collapsed to the ground, taking deep breaths of the moist and fresh cave air. Every breath seemed to be reliving the beauty of life.

However, he did not have much time to enjoy this brief peace.

Relying on the subtle spiritual connection between the original body and the differentiated body, Wang Chi began to try to control the differentiated body that had separated from his physical body.

Under his guidance, the green shadow moved slowly, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, gradually approaching the corpse in front of him.

The refined corpse lay quietly on a smooth stone slab. As Wang Chi's spiritual body finally succeeded in entering the interior of the refined corpse, a subtle change began to occur.

The corpse's eyelids, which were as dry as old wood, slowly opened, and its pupils gradually regained clarity, flashing with the light of recovery.

As consciousness gradually returned, the corpse's chest began to rise and fall, as if it was breathing.

Then, a low and hoarse sound came from its throat, which was like the creaking sound of a long-unused machine starting to work, and also like the roar of a long-sleeping beast waking up.

Wang Chi knew that this was a critical moment and he could not relax at all.

Gritting his teeth, he hurriedly injected the several restrictions that Situ had taught him into the corpse one by one through the guidance of his spiritual body.

With the impact of each restriction, the fluctuations on the corpse became more and more gentle.

Wang Chi looked at the corpse controlled by the split soul in front of him and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Chi walked towards Lian Shi, and Lian Shi also walked towards Wang Chi. The two patted each other on the shoulders.

“From now on, you’ll be called Xue Lian,” Wang Chi said softly.

"Yes." Lian Shi replied in a hoarse voice.

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"With this corpse in the early stage of foundation building, your ability to protect yourself has been greatly enhanced."

"But remember, after a while, we have to erase his memory or synchronize his memory. If his memory is distorted, he may become disloyal."

Wang Chi nodded. He didn’t want to repeat the experience of the previous owner of this corpse refining.

"Let this Lian... Xue Lian practice the magic technique, and keep a backup plan for now."

"Demonic skills? The kind of training method that kills people and devours souls?" Wang Chi frowned, not wanting to become such a person.

“Only those low-level martial arts do this. Although my “Six Extreme Hegemonic Body Art” is difficult to practice, its power can rank among the top ten among the magic martial arts.” Situ spoke slowly, full of confidence in this martial art.

After the external incarnation reaches a stable state, let it hide at the bottom of the tank and practice the "Six Extremes Dominant Body Art" on its own.

Wang Chi did not stop for a moment and continued to immerse himself in the obscure "Ming Yue" practice method.

Day after day, like grain being crushed under a millstone, his body and mind suffered extreme hardships.

This almost self-abuse training method made him suffer untold pain and torment, and brought his mind and will to the brink of collapse, almost forcing him to give up completely.

After countless failures and attempts, he made substantial progress in the practice of "Mingyue".

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the number of spiritual consciousness crystals has reached nine again, and he can also feel a hint of faint spiritual consciousness. This person may have begun to practice the mysterious art of controlling objects with spiritual consciousness.

Situ asked him to stand by the waterfall and try to catch the water droplets with the divine consciousness he had just cultivated.

Wang Chi was very confident at first, thinking that it was just a matter of fetching water and he would be able to handle it easily.

But when he actually stood next to the waterfall and concentrated his mind to try to control those tiny water droplets, he realized that things were far from as simple as he had imagined.

Wang Chi stood under the waterfall, facing the water drops falling like a curtain. He thought about it and tried to capture those floating water drops with his spiritual power.

However, under the influence of his divine consciousness, these water droplets seemed to become extremely heavy, and each drop seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which put a great test on his mental and physical strength.

When he barely used his trembling mind to slowly guide a drop of water into the bowl next to him, Wang Chi only felt dizzy and his vision went black. Then a feeling of nausea surged into his heart, making him vomit uncontrollably.

Several days of high mental concentration and extreme use of spiritual power have pushed Wang Chi's body and mind to the limit.

Wang Chi took a deep breath, stabilized his shaky body, took off his clothes, drew an arc in the air, jumped down, and jumped into the small pool below the waterfall.

Water splashed everywhere, and the cold water surrounded his whole body, making him clear-headed.

In this quiet space isolated from outside interference, Wang Chi felt his mind slowly calming down, and the mental fatigue and stress caused by practicing the art of controlling objects with mind seemed to be alleviated a lot.

"Be careful, there is a foundation-building cultivator approaching at a very fast speed!"

"What!?"

Just as Wang Chi was surprised, a purple figure in the sky above his head fell into the small pond with a plop.

"Oh my god, it's a girl"

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