Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

"Where is the aura, the aura that is everywhere?"

Chen Xian was a little mad, "Without spiritual energy, how can I be so cool and awesome in the future?"

Chen Xian, who didn't believe in evil, closed his eyes again and carefully felt the energy around him.

After calming down, I found that there was indeed no spiritual energy around, but it was full of other energies showing various colors.

There are seven colors: cyan, blue, red, yellow, green, white and black.

He tried to absorb white energy that was similar to spiritual energy, channel it into his body, and according to the Star Sword Classic's exercises, run it through a circle and return it to his dantian. However, after the white energy went through a circle, it would slowly seep out of his dantian and could not be stored.

The bamboo basket was empty.

Chen Xian was not discouraged. He tried to absorb other energies one by one. The results were all like the white energy. They slowly dissipated after reaching his dantian.

In the end, Chen Xian absorbed all the energy together. The seven-color energies repelled each other in his body and gradually became violent.

"Puff" Chen Xian spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I can't do this anymore. I almost killed myself," Chen Xian said helplessly.

"I still need to understand the cultivation methods of this world first. Otherwise, if I can't absorb spiritual energy, I won't be able to forge my body and cultivate my energy, and I won't be able to build my foundation. Now I can only try with a single energy."

After experiencing the cultivation process in his previous life, he knew that the path of cultivation is to proceed step by step and have the spirit of never giving up.

Close your eyes and continue to absorb from a single white energy. Although the energy could not be stored before, after running for a week, the body feels very comfortable.

This time, I felt it carefully and found that when the white energy was traveling through the meridians, it repaired the meridians that had just been damaged. After returning to the Dantian, a part of the white energy was reduced, but it still could not be stored.

He tried other energies. Blue and green energies also had certain repair functions, but they were not as strong as white energy. Green energy was stronger than blue.

Before he knew it, daybreak had arrived. After a whole night of trying, Chen Xian still could not store any energy in his dantian.

But his physical injuries have healed and he is in good spirits.

Moreover, the meridians in the body expanded a little under the impact of energy. Although it was only a little bit, it was a sign of progress in body building. As long as he persisted, he would definitely achieve something.

Cultivation is a process of accumulation day by day, like water accumulating into an abyss.

He got out of bed, stretched his muscles, and found that he felt better than before the injury.

Walking out of the room and into the courtyard, breathing in the fresh air, Chen Xian couldn't help but sigh, "It's great to be alive."

He couldn't help but practice a set of Tai Chi, which was taught by his master who taught him the Tai Chi formation. If performed with spiritual energy, it can dissolve the opponent's energy and increase the energy returned, like endless waves.

Once it is performed at close range, it will stick to the opponent, preventing him from exerting his strength and making it impossible for him to break free, and he will eventually die of exhaustion.

Although there was no trace of spiritual energy in Chen Xian's body at the moment, his boxing skills could strengthen his muscles and marrow, making his body more resilient and coordinated.

Fatty was woken up by his parents early in the morning and handed a lunch box to him to bring breakfast to Chen Xian. The fat man with the lunch box saw Chen Xian doing boxing at the gate of the courtyard and he was stunned.

Chen Xian had already discovered Fatty, but he did not stop. As brothers who grew up together, after his rebirth, he also wanted to give Fatty some pointers. In a world where strength is respected, only by becoming strong can one live a happy life.

He clenched his fists and breathed in and out to expel the foul air in his body, then looked at the fat man who was still standing at the gate of the yard and said.

"Fatty, come in"

The fat man finally came to his senses and ran over excitedly with his body shaking.

"Brother Xian, oh no, what kind of martial arts did you practice, it looks very powerful."

Chen Xian smiled slyly and said, "Want to learn?"

The fat man immediately reflected his eyes and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"I'll teach you, but Lilith belongs to me."

"Boss, you know that Lilith is my true love. Can you change your request?"

"Tsk, last month a pair of Warcraft hunters came to the village, and you pointed at that pretty girl with curvy figure and long legs and said, 'This is my true love.'"

Chen Xian imitated the fat man and said in a pig-like tone.

The fat man blushed with embarrassment and didn't know how to refute.

"Okay, if you want to learn, I'll teach you, but it's not that easy to learn. Don't give up after two days of study because you can't stand the hardship."

Chen Xian understood that the most taboo thing in cultivation is a lack of determination. If you fish for three days and dry your nets for two days, you will end up with nothing. He must remind Fatty that once you start learning, you must stick to it.

"Boss, don't worry. I am not afraid of hardship. I want to learn martial arts. If I had martial arts, grandpa wouldn't..."

As he spoke, the fat man lowered his head and choked up.

Chen Xian stepped forward, patted the fat man on the shoulder and said: "Good brother, let's learn martial arts together, become strong, and protect everything we have."

The fat man looked up at Chen Xian and nodded with a firm look in his eyes.

After having breakfast with the fat man, we got up and headed for the cemetery on the back mountain.

A wooden cross was erected on a new mound of earth, and in front of the mound stood a bluestone tablet with the words "Grandpa Chen's Tomb" engraved on it.

Two young men, one fat and one thin, stood quietly in front of the tomb.

Chen Xian looked at the tombstone and knew that it was carved by the stonemason at the entrance of the village. He looked at the tombstone with only a title but no name.

He searched his memory carefully and discovered a problem: he himself didn't know his grandfather's name.

Ever since he could remember, he was always called Grandpa, and people around him only called him Grandpa Chen. People who came to see the doctor would call him Pharmacist Chen.

But no one knew grandpa's name.

"Fatty, do you know grandpa's name?"

"Isn't it Mr. Chen?"

"I'm talking about names. Calling me Fatty is just a title. Boyi is your name. Old Man Chen is a title, but what about Grandpa's name?"

The fat man also lowered his head with a thoughtful look, and raised his eyes with a surprised look.

"I heard from my father that before I was born, Mr. Chen brought you to this village. He built a thatched hut in the corner at the end of the village and settled down there. Later, he helped the villagers with their medical treatment and cured many people. Everyone was grateful and contributed money and effort to help the old man build three houses. From then on, everyone called him Mr. Chen."

Chen Xian thought silently, even though he kept his real name secret, his grandfather was a man with a story!

"By the way, Grandpa said he left something for you. It's in the black wooden box for worship in his room."

The fat man remembered the old man's instructions to him before his death.

Chen Xian recalled that over the years, the old man often brought the black wooden box he used for worship. Every time he asked the old man what was in the box, the old man would look up at the sky and remain silent for a long time.

There were several times when he tried to secretly open the box, and when the old man found out, he would punish him by not being allowed to eat. This was one of the few times that the old man got angry with him.

What is hidden in the box?