Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

Chen Xian suppressed his fear and took a deep breath.

"Is there any way to break this restraint?"

"You go to the training room in the basement of the villa by yourself. I'll be there in a moment."

Chen Xian entered the training room, closed the door, and was wondering how the old dean would get over.

The runes on the wall lit up, forming a light gate.

The figure of the old dean walked out of the light gate.

The old dean was still old at this time, but when he met Chen Xian in the small town, his face looked even older.

"I'm old, and my legs and feet can't move easily, so I can only come here through the teleportation array." The old dean still had a smile on his face.

Chen Xian invited the old dean to sit on the rest bench.

"Your health doesn't seem to be very good, old man."

The old dean stroked his beard with a deep look in his eyes.

"I have lived too long. I should have rested long ago. Unfortunately, no one has taken over my burden, so I have no choice but to live on for a few more years."

Chen Xian was shocked. The old dean was the pillar of the Tianqing Empire. If he died, the empire would surely fall into turmoil, and he would also lose his current support. Looking at this frail old man, Chen Xian felt a trace of admiration in his heart.

"Old Dean, didn't you take the Water of Life? I've read in a book that the Water of Life has the effect of replenishing lifespan."

The old dean shook his head.

"The water of life you gave me is not the real water of life after all. It lacks that trace of life force. It is useful for cultivation, but ineffective for longevity."

"What if my water of life is sufficient? Can it help you break through your current realm?" Chen Xian said hesitantly.

The old dean laughed.

"It's rare for a scheming kid like you to be so generous, but the Water of Life won't have much effect on me at my current level."

"Unless we have the real water of life and refine it into a life potion, but the elves' fountains of life have dried up."

The old man was helpless and patted Chen Xian on the shoulder.

"Tell me about your situation."

"There are actually two ways to break your shackles, but that's the same as no way to do it. Listening to them will only add to your troubles. Are you sure you want to listen?"

Chen Xian saw that there was a way to solve the restriction on his cultivation. Although the old dean had already denied it, he would not accept his fate as long as there was a glimmer of hope.

"Please let the old dean know."

Seeing Chen Xian’s determined eyes, the old dean had no choice but to start telling his story.

"The first is to find a magic god who has the ability to remove the imprisonment."

"God of Law? Is the only God of Law on the continent in the Vatican?" Chen Xian recalled what he had heard.

The old dean nodded.

"Yes, the reason why the Church's power spreads across the continent is that they have saints and gods of law. But expecting the Church's gods of law to release the angels from their confinement is nothing but a pipe dream."

Chen Xian also looked embarrassed.

Indeed, having seen how humble the Pope was in front of the Archangel, there is no doubt that the Vatican’s top brass are loyal to the angels.

It’s good enough that the other party didn’t kill him as a blasphemer.

"This is indeed equivalent to nothing, old dean, what about the second method?"

"Before I tell you the second method, let me tell you a bit of history."

Two thousand years ago, humans and beasts fought a hundred-year war, and the battle was brutal. At the end of the war, the hatred between the two sides deepened to the point where it could not be contained. The strong men of the human race prepared the last natural disaster level forbidden spell, and the strong men of the beast race also prepared the last natural disaster forbidden spell. Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth sank, as if the world was about to end. Emperor Tang Wu burned all his life essence, split the void and absorbed the forbidden spell energy into the void. The strong men of the beast race and the human race were backfired by the energy and all died. He even displayed the sword of opening the sky, splitting the north and south continents into a thousand-meter-wide and bottomless abyss, and pointed the sword at the sky and said, "The saints are forbidden to walk." This abyss was later called the Holy Abyss.

"It is said that this Tang Wu Emperor has surpassed the divine level. Legend has it that in the last stage of his life, he left a great emperor treasure for future generations. It contains his cultivation heritage. This heritage should be able to release you from your confinement."

Chen Xian's heart was beating wildly. The incomplete map his parents left him was the map to the emperor's treasure.

"Old Dean, do you have a map to the emperor's treasure?"

"No, it is said that after Emperor Tang Wu died, the map was fought over by the Church and other forces. The emperor's descendants divided the map into three parts and scattered to avoid being hunted down. After two thousand years, the map has long been lost."

The old dean staggered to his feet.

"I only know one copy of the map. The other two have long since disappeared, so this method is also ineffective."

"Please let the old dean know. Maybe I can collect the entire map. This is my only hope."

The old dean said hesitantly.

"That map is their inheritance. You can't possibly get it. Even if you get it, it's useless without the other two maps."

Chen Xian didn't dare to tell the old dean that he had already collected two copies. After all, this inheritance was too tempting. What if the old dean coveted it?

"Compared to the first method, this at least has hope. I'm willing to give it a try."

Seeing Chen Xian's determination, the old dean sighed.

"Never mind. Maybe I'm old and no longer have the drive I had when I was young. You can go if you want, but you have to bring Reese with you."

Although Chen Xian was puzzled as to why he was asked to bring Ruisi along, he was eager to get the news, so he agreed immediately.

"The map I know of may be in Jiange. Their location is hidden, but it should be near the capital of the Maurya Empire."

Jiange, Chen Yiyi’s master’s sect.

It looks like the maid Yi Yi can't escape.

Before leaving, the old dean threw a notebook to Chen Xian.

"Take a look when you have time. Although you don't have a talent for magic, the paths of practice are the same, and this might be useful to you."

Chen Xian took a look and found that it was full of the old dean’s experience in cultivation.

Although he could not practice, he had no doubt about the value of this notebook.

The old man obviously seemed to be arranging his funeral affairs.

After the old dean left.

Chen Xian began to think alone.

The old dean insisted that I take Reese with me. Maybe he was worried that he might die at any time, and wanted Reese to be with him so that he could have support.

Thinking of the loli with a strong chest, Chen Xian smiled slightly.

I didn’t expect that I would have to travel far again just after returning.

Agu Khan and Chen Yiyi had just left. At their speed, it would probably take one or two months for them to return to the Maurya Empire.

It would be more convenient for them to act after returning to the Maurya Empire, after all, they were friends of life and death.

There is no need to rush to set off now. At Xiaobai's speed, it will only take about a week.

During this period of time, we should implement the previous arrangements.

The old dean doesn't have much time left. Once he dies, the situation on the mainland will definitely change.

Troubled times are coming.

It's time to build your own power.

Tang Xianer's probation period has also come. Although this woman is a bit deep-minded, she has an extraordinary business acumen. To establish a power, one must first have funds.

Tang Xian'er is a good candidate, and her Qiankun alchemy skills can be put to good use.

Although people on the mainland usually seek help from a priest when they are injured, a healing spell can solve the problem and elixirs are not very effective.

But elixirs have more than just the function of healing. With his current strength, he can refine low-level elixirs. There is a kind of Shenyuan elixir that can enhance spiritual consciousness, that is, mental power.

This is extremely precious to magicians who need to cultivate their spiritual power.

There is also a kind of body-building pill that is used to increase physical strength. Nowadays, warriors of all professions have higher physical demands in order to improve their fighting spirit. This kind of pill is needed by fighting spirit practitioners.

Just as Chen Xian was planning the medicine business, he felt a sound transmission token in his space ring vibrating.

When he took it out and looked at it, it was the voice transmission of the wind magician, the chief alchemist of the empire.

Activate communication.

The old wizard's voice sounded a little excited.

"Brother Dongri, I found a vein of the white stone you mentioned."

A vein of mineral?

Chen Xian said quickly.

"Wait for me, I'll be in the Alchemy Hall soon."