After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

Colonel Zhang smiled, his tone filled with concern as he said, "Everyone must have been exhausted from the journey. Go get your bamboo hut numbers and have a good night's rest. We'll officially begin training tomorrow."

He turned his gaze to Nan Qiao, his eyes full of anticipation, and then asked, "Miss Nan Qiao, I wonder if you can start preaching tomorrow morning so that they can draw the Qi into their bodies as soon as possible?"

Nan Qiao pondered for a moment, then nodded gently and responded, "Okay, tomorrow I will give you a sermon and guide you to draw the Qi into your body."

Colonel Zhang's face lit up with joy when he heard this. He announced to everyone, "You heard it, Miss Nan Qiao will give a sermon tomorrow."

"Everyone, get a good rest tonight, recharge your batteries, and prepare for tomorrow's training."

When everyone heard this, they all showed excitement and anticipation on their faces, looking forward to seeing the scene of themselves taking the first step on the road to becoming an immortal.

Colonel Zhang enthusiastically took Nan Qiao to her bamboo house.

The bamboo house exudes an elegant charm, the bamboo walls emit a faint fragrance, and the thatch on the roof is neat and dense, as if putting a simple hat on the bamboo house.

The environment around the bamboo house is very quiet, surrounded by green bamboos. The slender bamboos sway gently in the wind, making a rustling sound, as if humming a peaceful little song.

The ground is covered with green grass, dotted with unknown small flowers, colorful and beautiful. A clear stream flows by, and the stream water sparkles with silver light under the sunlight. Occasionally, you can see a few small fish swimming happily in the water.

As Nan Qiao stepped into the quiet bamboo house, she was instantly infected by the peaceful atmosphere.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then, according to her usual practice method, she slowly sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

I saw her making seals with her hands and placing them in front of her dantian. Her face was as calm as water, and she gradually immersed herself in the state of cultivation, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the next morning.

Lin Yue came early and knocked on the bamboo door, calling softly: "Miss Nan Qiao, Miss Nan Qiao, it's time for the sermon, everyone is waiting for you."

Her voice was exceptionally clear, with a hint of urgency yet a cautiousness that didn't want to disturb anyone too much.

Nan Qiao didn't make any noise the whole night last night, so she knew that Nan Qiao must be practicing in the house.

Nan Qiao gently pushed open the bamboo door, responded, and followed Lin Yue to the place where the sermon was being given.

"Sister Lin Yue, do you have dual spiritual roots of water and wood?" Nan Qiao suddenly asked on the way.

Lin Yue nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. In terms of qualifications, she was not the best in the army. If she participated in the selection with fewer candidates, she might barely be selected.

"When spiritual roots complement each other, they will greatly aid your cultivation. I'll preach later, so listen carefully."

Nan Qiao leaned closer to Lin Yue and whispered, "Although cultivation is difficult, you don't have to worry too much. I will give you some special training, and your cultivation speed will surely improve by leaps and bounds."

Lin Yue laughed and whispered to her, "Don't let them find out, or I'll get people to harass me behind my back."

"it is good."

The two smiled at each other, talked and laughed and continued walking forward.

When they were almost there, Nan Qiao looked over from afar and saw that those soldiers with superior qualifications who came to participate in the training were all wearing loose ancient costumes, with their sleeves fluttering gently in the wind, as if they were immortals walking out of ancient paintings.

The fabric of the ancient costume seemed to have a simple texture, and the color was elegant yet grand, adding a touch of elegance to the soldiers' original tough temperament.

Looking around again, Nan Qiao was pleasantly surprised to find that this area had been carefully planted with magical flowers and herbs.

The thick fog in the early morning slowly dissipated, like a dream, and the rich fragrance of magical flowers and herbs also drifted slowly. The fragrance was fresh yet revealed a unique spiritual aura, lingering at the tip of the nose.

This scene, set against the backdrop of the soldiers in ancient costumes, really gave off a sense of immortality, as if this place was already the legendary holy land for cultivating immortals.

Nan Qiao walked up to the high platform that had been prepared in front of him with a calm and solemn expression.

She flicked her sleeves lightly, her gaze slowly sweeping across the pairs of eyes below the stage that were filled with anticipation and eagerness. The soldiers in ancient costumes were all sitting upright, waiting for her to start this crucial method of drawing Qi into the body.

"Everyone, drawing Qi into the body is the entry point to spiritual practice, and it is also the most difficult step. You need to be calm and concentrate." Nan Qiao's voice was crisp and pleasant, but it also revealed a steady strength, and it spread slowly in this quiet place.

Zhao Gang and Lin Yue, who were standing aside, quickly sat down on the mat. Colonel Zhang, who had no spiritual roots, sat aside, looking around and supervising.

Noticing that everyone was ready, Nan Qiao slowly raised his hands and formed a mysterious hand seal. A faint light flickered around him. "Everyone, clear your mind for now and feel the flow of spiritual energy between the heaven and earth around you. Don't be impatient, take it slowly."

Nan Qiao guided them softly, and her words seemed to carry a strange magic that made everyone follow her instructions unconsciously.

The soldiers in the audience closed their eyes as instructed, trying to put aside all distracting thoughts and attempting to capture the spiritual energy that was difficult to detect on a normal day.

Nan Qiao continued to explain the tricks and key points in a calm tone. Her voice was sometimes low and soothing, and sometimes slightly raised to emphasize the key points, flowing into everyone's hearts like a trickle of water.

As time went by, faint air fluctuations began to appear around the bodies of some soldiers. That was the initial sign of the Qi entering the body. A hint of relief flashed in Nan Qiao's eyes, but he continued to guide everyone calmly, hoping that more people could successfully take the most critical first step on the road of cultivation.

With Nan Qiao's last guiding words, the sermon finally came to an end.

Most of the people in the audience had successfully drawn the Qi into their bodies, and their faces were filled with irrepressible joy and excitement.

Lin Yue's face flushed red, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She clearly felt the weak spiritual power in her body slowly flowing, as if opening a door to a whole new world. This wonderful feeling made her immersed in great joy.

However, there are also a small number of people who failed. They looked lonely, with deep loss and unwillingness in their eyes.

Zhao Gang was one of them. He looked at his successful companions and sighed heavily. Frustration was written all over his wrinkled face. He muttered to himself, "Alas, I'm really getting old. I'm afraid I'm not destined to become an immortal anymore."

Nan Qiao saw all of this. She walked gracefully to Zhao Gang's side and said with a smile of encouragement, "Uncle Zhao Gang, don't be discouraged. As long as you have the aptitude, you can draw Qi into your body. It's just a matter of time."