Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

After Chen Xian and the fat man paid their respects to the old man, they hurried back home.

When we arrived at the old man’s room, there was an incense burner and a black box on an altar.

There are 10 grids on the top of the box, divided into four rows. The first three rows have three small wooden pieces with numbers carved on them in each row. The last row is empty.

Chen Xian picked up the wooden box and found a letter under the box. He picked it up and read it.

"Xian'er, when you see this letter, grandpa must have died.

Don't be sad, don't seek revenge, just live well.

Your father's name is Chen Tian and your mother's name is Yang Qin.

They saved my life and taught me medical skills, but they died shortly after you were born.

The reason we didn’t tell you their names before is also because they hope you can live well.

The box is also the gift they left for you when you turned 16. Don’t blame grandpa for not giving it to you at that time. Grandpa was just afraid that you would leave me.

The sixteen years I have lived with you are the happiest days for me, Xianer, marry a wife, live happily, and never seek revenge.

After reading the letter, Chen Xian burst into tears again and the black box in his hand fell to the ground. Only then did he understand why the old man insisted on going to town on his 16th birthday.

It turned out that it was a coming-of-age gift from his parents. He didn't want me to leave him after I knew about it, but he felt guilty about his parents' instructions, so he wanted to make it up to them in another way.

If he had not gone to the town that time, perhaps the old man would not have had a grudge and would not have been killed in revenge.

The fat man saw Chen Xian shed tears after reading the letter, and the black box in his hand fell to the ground. He picked up the box on the ground and comforted him:

"Boss, don't be too sad. The old man loves you the most. He definitely doesn't want to see you like this. Open the box and take a look."

Only then did Chen Xian calm down, wipe away his tears, and force a smile.

"Yes, Grandpa also wanted me to live happily, but he didn't tell me his name in the last letter he left for me."

"Huh?" Chen Xian exclaimed in shock when he saw that there was a Tai Chi pattern on the bottom of the box that the fat man picked up.

Yes, he was shocked because he knew what the Tai Chi diagram meant.

The Taiji diagram was created by Fuxi, the king of mankind, based on the Hetu and Luoshu. The core of this theory is the core of Chinese culture that has been passed down for 5,000 years, and is the foundation of the origin of the Dragon people's civilization. Especially for practitioners, the three talents, four images, and eight trigrams evolved from the Yin-Yang Pisces.

Chen Xian was too familiar with this pattern. He was shocked why he saw this pattern in a different world with different culture, different biology, and even different energy.

He hurriedly took the box, looked at the Tai Chi pattern on it carefully, and found that it was a little different.

There are no eyes in the two fish, which is different from the Tai Chi diagram, where there is Yin in Yang and Yang in Yin.

"Boss, is there anything special about the pattern on this box?" The fat man asked puzzledly when he saw Chen Xian staring at the pattern on the box.

"Nothing, I made a mistake, I thought it was someone I had seen before?"

"Gurgle..." The fat man patted his stomach embarrassedly, "I didn't eat enough this morning. It's almost noon now. I'll go back and get some food. You figure out how to open the box yourself."

Watching the fat man walking away with his flesh shaken, Chen Xian shook his head.

"This kid should lose some weight. He won't be able to practice Kung Fu with this physique."

Hundreds of ways to exercise the body emerged in Chen Xian's mind, and he smiled evilly.

After the fat man left, Chen Xian began to fiddle with the numbers on the box.

When he saw the Tai Chi-like pattern on the bottom of the box, he already knew how to unlock the combination lock.

Nine on top and one on bottom, three on the left and seven on the right, two and four are shoulders, six and eight are feet, and five is in the middle - the arrangement of numbers in the River Chart and Luoshu.

After a moment, the box opened slowly with a click, revealing a ring embedded in a wooden board.

The ring looks like gold but is not gold, looks like wood but is not wood, and is as black as ink.

Chen Xian tried to put on the ring with his hand, but there was a tiny needle on the wooden board inside the hole of the ring, which broke his fingertip, and blood flowed out and stained the ring.

The blood seeped into the ring, and the ring suddenly emitted a dazzling light. It floated up from the box, then flew to the little finger of Chen Xian's right hand, then changed its size and was put on.

The moment he put it on, Chen Xian felt like he was frozen in place, standing still, his mind pulled into a white space.

There were several piles of objects suspended inside, like small hills of crystals of different colors, some big and some small.

There is also a pile of unknown minerals.

Several rusty swords.

And a torn map.

The space inside the ring seemed to have no boundaries. Except for the space occupied by the above items, the rest was white. Chen Xian wanted to try and see how big the ring was. He controlled his mind to explore deeper. There seemed to be something blocking the milky white space. After walking a hundred meters, he could no longer move a step, and his mind was a little dazed.

Exit the ring space.

Chen Xian understood that this should be a space ring for storing items, but he was annoyed that there was not even a book in it.

Don’t his parents know that knowledge is power and that knowledge can change destiny? What he lacks most now is the understanding of the power of this world. Only by understanding this world can he give full play to his strengths. Even without spiritual energy, he is confident that he can find a practice method that suits him.

This is not arrogance, but a strong belief built up after practicing in the previous life.

Monks originally fought against the heavens, striving for that trace of luck that could lead to eternal life.

After sighing, Chen Xian's eyes were attracted by a fist-sized stone emitting a white halo on the top of the mineral hill.

Could it be?

Chen Xian wanted to take it and have a look. In an instant, his mind returned to his body and a white stone appeared in his right hand.

Feeling the breath emanating from the white stone, Chen showed ecstasy.

"I actually have such a big spiritual stone. I am indeed the chosen one."

Since there is no spiritual energy in this world, how could there be such a large middle-grade spirit stone?

The spirit stone is in the pile of ore. Could it be that the spirit stone is treated as a rare ore? If it is an ore, it means there must be spirit stone veins in this world.

Should I be a miner?

Feeling the familiar spiritual energy, Chen Xian smiled like a flower and couldn't wait to start absorbing it.

He tried hard to suppress the desire to absorb, because in the early stages of cultivation one must remember interference, and here he could not stop the interference from others.

You need to find a secluded place to practice.

Chen Xian tried to put the spirit stone away, but when he had this thought, the spirit stone on his palm disappeared.

Chen Xian sensed it with his mind, and the spirit stone returned to the ring space.

He tried to take out the map again and looked at it. There were only some places on it that he didn't recognize. After all, the farthest place he had traveled in sixteen years was the small town that the old man took him to last month.

This continent has vast forests and numerous magical beasts. It is extremely dangerous to travel long distances without military force or professional guards.

Helplessly putting the map away, he tried again to use the space ring to store and retrieve items.

You know, storage items were very rare in the previous life. In the entire Xingchen Sect, only Taoist Master Jian had a storage bag. Chen Xian had been coveting it for a long time. Taoist Master Jian treasured it very much and always perfunctorily said:

"Xian'er, it's not that I'm stingy, but this Qiankun bag is the inheritance of the sect master. After a hundred years, you have to take over my position before I can give it to you. Otherwise, I will pass on this ancient sword to you..."

You old Taoist priest, you still say you are not stingy. You are already in the Nascent Soul stage, and you are still waiting for a hundred years. You are already hundreds of years old, are you bullying me because I am young and ignorant? If you don’t want to give it, just say so…

Thinking of Taoist Jian, Chen Xian felt a lump in his throat. If he hadn't stolen the medicinal wine from the pharmacist for him, would the Taoist become addicted to alcohol?

Master Jian would rather give his ancient sword to Chen Xian than to the Qiankun bag, which shows how precious storage items are.

If someone discovers my space ring, they will definitely kill me and rob me.

You must hide your shortcomings.

It was my first time using storage items. I tried various methods and found that the items could only be stored when my body touched them.

Even if there is only one centimeter between them, it cannot be collected.

This cannot be compared with the Qiankun bag of Taoist Jian. He had seen it with his own eyes that the Taoist directly took away a mountain from a thousand meters away.

Moreover, his Qiankun bag can hold living things and is much more powerful than this space ring.

"Boss."