Grassroots Travel: The Star Lord of Another World

Gao Xingchen suddenly woke up from his dream, and the words of the old man in the dream were still echoing in his ears: "Haste makes waste. On the path of cultivation, you need to proceed step by step, only then can you reach the pinnacle." He rubbed his sleepy eyes and found himself lying on the bed with his wounds bandaged.

"Are you awake?" Nan Li pushed the door open and walked in, holding a bowl of steaming medicinal food in her hand. "How do you feel?"

"Much better." Gao Xingchen took the medicinal food and a fresh fragrance came to his nose. "What is this?"

"I made this specially for you. It can help you recover your strength." Nan Li said lightly.

Gao Xingchen took a sip, and a warm current immediately flowed through his body, making him feel comfortable. He looked at Nanli, his heart full of gratitude: "Thank you, Nanli, I really troubled you during this period of time."

"No need to thank me between you and me." Nan Li said, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Nanli." Gao Xingchen stopped her, "I...I want to talk to you."

Nanli stopped, turned and looked at him with a questioning look in her eyes.

Gao Xingchen took a deep breath and said slowly: "During this period of time, I have been immersed in anxiety and pressure. I was eager to achieve success, but neglected to consolidate the basics, so that I made no progress in cultivation."

He paused and continued, "I dreamed of an old man who told me that haste makes waste and that one must proceed step by step. I think he is right."

Nanli listened quietly without saying anything, but the approval in her eyes said it all.

"I decided to start over, starting from the most basic moves, and practicing step by step." Gao Xingchen's eyes were firm, "Can you...can you guide me?"

Nan Li smiled slightly: "Okay."

In this way, under Nan Li's careful guidance, Gao Xingchen began his new journey of cultivation. He abandoned his previous impatient mentality, calmed down, and started practicing from the most basic standing and breathing, striving for perfection in every move. Nan Li also instructed him from time to time, teaching him how to coordinate his body movements with his breathing and how to maximize his strength.

Through hard practice day after day, Gao Xingchen gradually grasped the true meaning of practice, his swordsmanship improved day by day, and he had a vague feeling of returning to nature. He believed that as long as he persisted, one day he would be able to break through himself and become a real strong man!

Outside the window, the morning sun was just beginning to shine, and the golden sunlight filled the entire martial arts training ground. Gao Xingchen came here early and began a day of training. He took a steady horse stance and practiced the basic sword techniques one move at a time. Each movement was full of strength and tenacity, and he was completely different from his previous impatient appearance.

"Xingchen, good job! This is the you I know!" Xuanfeng's cheerful voice came, with some relief and encouragement. He walked quickly to Gao Xingchen, with a bright smile on his face, "How about it, do you want to spar with me?"

Gao Xingchen stopped what he was doing, smiled and nodded: "That's exactly what I meant!"

The two stood facing each other, their eyes full of fighting spirit. Xuanfeng was Gao Xingchen's first playmate after crossing over, and also his best friend in the sect. The two had always supported each other in their cultivation and made progress together.

"Watch out!" Xuan Feng shouted, and his body moved as fast as a cheetah. The long sword in his hand turned into a silver light and pierced Gao Xingchen's chest. Gao Xingchen was not in a hurry, he dodged sideways and swung his sword to block at the same time, his movements were smooth and there was no stagnation.

For a moment, the swords crisscrossed and the wind whistled in the martial arts training field. The two fought back and forth, the battle was fierce, but they did not lose their sense of proportion. Every confrontation was a test of each other's strength and a testimony to their friendship.

Coach Zheng stood in the distance with his hands behind his back, silently watching the two people practice, with a flash of admiration in his turbid eyes. During this period, he had seen all the changes in Gao Xingchen. This kid finally got down to earth and started to practice seriously. In time, he would become a great man!

"Xingchen, come here." Coach Zheng waved to Gao Xingchen.

Gao Xingchen and Xuanfeng stopped their sparring, walked up to Coach Zheng, and bowed respectfully: "Coach Zheng."

Coach Zheng nodded, pointed at the sword in Gao Xingchen's hand and said, "Your swordsmanship has improved rapidly, but it still lacks a little spirituality." He paused, took out an ancient book from his arms, and said, "Take this book and study it carefully, maybe it can help you."

Gao Xingchen took the book with both hands, his heart filled with gratitude and expectation. He knew that this secret book must be a treasure that Master Zheng had treasured for many years. He opened the page and saw four powerful characters written on it: "Heart and Sword are One".

Gao Xingchen was overjoyed and bowed deeply to Coach Zheng, "Thank you, Coach!" He understood the meaning of "heart and sword unity", which is not only the improvement of martial arts, but also the cultivation of the state of mind. He began to sit in meditation every day, comprehend the sword's meaning, and integrate his emotions into the swordsmanship.

Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye. Gao Xingchen's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and every move is full of agility and power, as if it has merged with the sword in his hand. In the small competition held within the sect, he easily defeated many powerful disciples and finally won the competition.

The disciples below the stage cheered enthusiastically, looking at Gao Xingchen with eyes full of admiration. Even Junior Sister Chu, who always looked down on others, looked at Gao Xingchen with a hint of strange feelings. She had been fond of Gao Xingchen since she was a child, but she had never expressed it because of her reservedness as a girl. Now that she saw how outstanding Gao Xingchen was, her admiration in her heart was even more difficult to suppress, but she didn't know how to express her feelings.

Gao Xingchen didn't know what Junior Sister Chu was thinking. He was immersed in the joy of victory and enjoying the hard-earned sense of accomplishment. He understood that all this was inseparable from his own efforts, and even more so from the help of Coach Zheng and Nan Li. He secretly made up his mind to practice harder and become a strong man as soon as possible, so as not to disappoint their expectations.

That day, Gao Xingchen was looking for books about cultivation in the sect's library. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a worn parchment scroll in the corner. He carefully picked up the scroll and gently blew away the dust on it. An ancient and mysterious breath came to his face.

He slowly unfolded the scroll, and saw a long-lost powerful martial art recorded on it - "Nine Heavens Thunder". This martial art tempers the body with the power of thunder and attacks the enemy at lightning speed, with infinite power. If Gao Xingchen can master this martial art, his strength will surely reach a higher level.

However, the scroll also records that if you want to obtain the practice method of "Nine Heavens Thunder", you must go to a dangerous place called "Thunder Valley" to find the legendary "Thunder Stone". It is said that the Thunder Stone contains powerful thunder power, and only those with enough opportunities can find it.

Gao Xingchen's heart was filled with excitement and desire. This was both a huge challenge and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. He decided that he would find the "Thunder Stone" no matter what, practice the "Nine Heavens Thunder", break through his own bottleneck, and become a real strong man as soon as possible!