Mythical Cultivation

"Haha, kid, look how scared you are! You are right, your grandfather has actually entered the foundation-building stage a long time ago. It's just that few people knew about this matter until now, and I didn't intend to hide it from you. Now you can finally put that foundation-building pill back with peace of mind." Wu Tianlong said with a smile.

After hearing his grandfather's words, Wu Ming nodded as if awakening from a dream, his doubts instantly dissipating. So that's why his grandfather hadn't been interested in the Foundation Establishment Pill he'd handed over. Now, he finally understood why.

With this thought in mind, Wu Ming carefully put the invaluable Foundation Establishment Pill away. After all, since his grandfather was already a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, he naturally had sufficient confidence and ability to improve his own cultivation. From now on, he could devote himself wholeheartedly to cultivation, no longer needing to worry about his grandfather's lifespan.

Every time Wu Ming went into seclusion for cultivation, he would unconsciously worry about his grandfather's health, fearing that one day when he emerged from seclusion, he would receive the devastating news of his grandfather's passing. This feeling of dread weighed like a heavy mountain on his heart, making it difficult for him to truly calm down and cultivate.

However, at this moment, after learning that his grandfather had become a foundation-building master, the mountain finally collapsed. Wu Ming felt a sense of relief all over his body, as if the whole world had become brighter.

"Grandpa, how could you hide this from me? I'm your grandson!" Wu Ming looked at the old man with a face full of grievance, his heart filled with confusion. He had always thought that his grandfather was just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, but he didn't expect that he had so many secrets hidden from him.

"Oh, kid, don't blame your grandpa. If it weren't for you, I would have left this small village long ago and ventured into the outside world. There would be no need for me to stay here and suffer every day!" Wu Tianlong sighed helplessly, with an innocent look on his face.

Hearing his grandfather's words, Wu Ming was stunned. It turned out that his grandfather had been willing to stay in Li Village for him, even giving up the opportunity to continue his cultivation. Thinking of this, Wu Ming couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. "Grandpa, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you. I will never question you again."

Since the Outer Sect Competition was over and there was nothing else to do, Wu Ming didn't rush back to the sect, but chose to stay in Hesheng Hall to accompany his grandfather. During these three days, the grandfather and grandson got along very well, and Wu Ming also took the opportunity to ask his grandfather many questions about cultivation.

Three days later, one morning, sunlight streamed through the window. Wu Ming packed his bags and prepared to return to the sect. Before leaving, he hugged his grandfather tightly again and said, "Grandpa, you must take good care of yourself. When I come back next time, I will definitely let you see my progress." With that, he turned and left Heshengtang.

After returning to the sect, Wu Ming knew that the path of cultivation was like rowing against the current, if he did not advance, he would retreat, so he did not dare to slack off for a moment and immersed himself in hard practice every day.

Most of the time, Wu Ming spent his time in seclusion in his residence, cultivating. In his secret room, Wu Ming slowly crossed his legs and sat upright on a cushion. His eyes were lightly closed, as if he were deep in sleep, but in reality, he was concentrating on regulating his breathing, gradually calming his mind. Once his breathing had stabilized, Wu Ming's hands slowly formed various complex hand seals, simultaneously mobilizing his entire body's vital energy, circulating it along specific meridians.

To accelerate his cultivation, Wu Ming spared no expense in purchasing high-quality Qi-invigorating pills. Each time he took one, he could feel a powerful, pure medicinal energy rapidly infiltrating his body, blending with his own vital energy to boost his cultivation. He also possessed a precious treasure—the Kongming Pearl. This pearl possessed the miraculous power of purifying his true essence, rendering the essence he cultivated even more concentrated and pure.

With the help of so many factors, Wu Ming's progress is rapid, and his achievements are clearly visible to the naked eye. However, this cultivation process is by no means smooth sailing, and is filled with hardships and difficulties that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Long periods of meditation and practice left Wu Ming's mind restless and filled him with depression, but he persisted. He held onto a firm belief: only by putting in more effort and sweat than others could he rapidly improve his strength, thereby breaking through bottlenecks and entering the Foundation Establishment stage.

Of course, Wu Ming also understood that relying solely on training was far from enough; he also needed to master some practical techniques to enhance his combat effectiveness. Therefore, whenever he felt that his training had reached its limit, he would temporarily stop cultivating his vital energy and instead devote himself to studying various techniques.

Among his many techniques, Wu Ming was particularly interested in fireball magic. After persistent research day after day, he finally achieved new advancements in its application. Now, the fireballs he cast were no longer simply balls of flame; they could change shape and size according to the situation, and could even accurately strike targets from long distances.

Time flew by, fleeting like a fleeting white horse. The days passed one by one, seemingly monotonous and boring, but for Wu Ming, they were full of meaning and satisfaction. Each day was immersed in an intense yet fulfilling practice, and his strength was steadily improving without him noticing.

After years of diligent study and practice, Wu Ming has mastered numerous techniques. These techniques are like keys, unlocking the door to higher realms. However, mastery alone is far from enough; a true master must be able to integrate and apply what he has learned. Thus, relying on his exceptional talent and unremitting efforts, Wu Ming constantly challenges his own limits, striving to integrate the various techniques he has learned.

Throughout this process, Wu Ming demonstrated remarkable creativity. Not content with the techniques left by his predecessors, he boldly innovated, gradually exploring and developing a series of unique techniques all his own. These techniques, incorporating the essence of tradition while also incorporating Wu Ming's distinctive style, became a powerful tool in his spiritual journey.

In addition to his in-depth exploration of techniques, Wu Ming also diligently pursued the refining of talismans. Despite the high difficulty of refining a second-tier talisman, the shockingly low success rate, and the fact that each attempt consumed a significant amount of precious raw materials, Wu Ming refused to give up.