Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

Sui An couldn't help feeling a little ashamed to ask others to take care of a ten-year-old child, but she was a person who always thought things through. She knew that in this situation, the ten-year-old child was much better than herself in every aspect. In that case, she would rather obey than be respectful!

"Of course I would!" Sui An readily agreed.

Song Chunchi sat directly in the first row, and the seat next to him was exactly where Sui An was originally planning to sit.

Sitting with Song Chunchi really does have a lot of benefits.

When Sui An came in alone, some of the students in the school looked up at her, but they did not take the initiative to greet her. Although Sui An wanted to get to know more people, she was not naturally good at socializing and was completely passive in interpersonal communication.

Now she and Song Chunchi were sitting together, and the two were chatting happily. Soon, a disciple came over to talk to Song Chunchi. When Song Chunchi was talking to other disciples, he naturally passed the words to Sui An. In this way, on the first day of Sui An's visit to the Yiqing Peak's Asking Hall, he got to know most of the classmates who came to attend the class.

Even the teacher who came to give lectures recently, Shen Chijian, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, walked in slowly with his hands behind his back. The first thing he saw was Song Chunchi... and Sui An who were sitting in the front row.

"Hey, didn't Fellow Daoist Song come here by himself today? I've never seen this young man before, but is he from another sect here to exchange ideas?"

Shen Chijian looked to be in his twenties, tall and strong. Although he was wearing a snow-white Taoist robe with an immortal look, he was one of the least immortal-looking foundation-building cultivators Sui An had seen since he woke up.

Of course, there are only sixteen foundation-building cultivators in the Jinling Sect, and a small half of them are not in the sect. In more than a day, Sui An went from the Luoying Peak where Lan Jin Zhenren was located, to the main peak where the Deacon Hall was located, and to the Yiqing Peak where the Wendao Hall was located. The total number of foundation-building cultivators she saw was probably no more than five. The sample size was too small, so her current opinion could not mean anything.

"Senior Shen, this is Junior Sister Sui. She just completed the procedures for joining the sect yesterday."

Song Chunchi stood up, bowed to Shen Chijian as a junior, and introduced Sui'an to him.

Sui An also stood up and saluted.

"So you're a new disciple! Little friend Sui, welcome to my class. I'm Shen Chijian, a guest elder of the Jinling Sect. You just became a disciple yesterday. Did you already draw Qi into your body before that?"

As a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, Shen Chijian naturally saw Sui An's current state of cultivation at a glance.

Of course, there are countless cultivators who have drawn Qi into their bodies before joining a sect, but Sui An's condition clearly shows that she has just embarked on the path of cultivation. Judging from her age, she should be around twenty years old. It is not strange that she joined a sect at this age, and it is not strange that she has just started practicing. What is strange is that these two things happened at the same time, and she joined a sect not long after she started practicing.

Although the Jinling Sect is now in decline, not everyone can enter.

"I succeeded in drawing Qi into my body yesterday evening." Sui An saw the guest elder who looked like an interstellar fitness coach looking at her with confusion, so she was very understanding and explained to him.

But after she said this, it seemed that Senior Shen's expression became even weirder.

"Elder Shen, it's time." Song Chunchi reminded.

Shen Chijian then walked to the front with his hands behind his back, muttering as he left, "I have to have a good talk with that fellow Kuang Wei about this. I finally met a freak who is just like him."

Sui An looked at Song Chunchi, who smiled at her and said, "Listen to the lecture first. Although Elder Shen looks... a little unruly, he does have many insights into cultivation. You'll definitely gain something from his lectures."

A class lasted about an hour. Just as Song Chunchi said, Shen Chijian not only had his own insights on cultivation, but also had a talking mouth that could express what he thought in simple and clear language. This class was full of practical information, especially for a novice in cultivation like Sui'an. It used the most vivid language to clear away the fog that blocked her vision.

What made Sui An most grateful was that after class, Shen Chijian stayed behind and asked her in detail about her spiritual root qualifications and cultivation progress, and Sui An answered them one by one.

"I wonder if you have any questions during your cultivation. If so, please tell me. Although I am not very talented, I have practiced for a few years and often go to Lingque Sect to listen to the teachings of great seniors. If there is anything I can't answer, please remember your question. When I go to Lingque Sect again to attend classes, I will ask those powerful seniors for you."

His words were polite and modest, so Sui An naturally would not refuse, and she told him the doubts in her heart about spiritual consciousness and sea of ​​consciousness. Of course, she would not reveal the existence of Sui Dong. Although her understanding of the Yunchuan Realm and cultivation was not even superficial, she also knew about the existence of immortal weapons, especially in the sea of ​​consciousness of a Qi Refining First Level cultivator like her who had just embarked on the path of cultivation. It was so shocking and incredible. Even though this immortal weapon, once known as the Nine-Light Flying Rainbow Sword, now seemed to be seriously damaged, it could only be her secret.

What she asked Shen Chijian was about the control of her spiritual consciousness. Although she could feel the existence of the sea of ​​consciousness, her spiritual consciousness could not be released freely. And most importantly, because she had no control over her spiritual consciousness, Sui Dong, the old immortal, could actually perceive her thoughts at any time. This must be changed.

"Xiao An'an, you actually... you actually are on guard against me?" As soon as Sui An asked the question, his thoughts naturally overflowed. Sui Dong, who could always perceive Sui An's thoughts, naturally caught it, and its accusing voice sounded in Sui An's mind.

Just ignore it.

"You... have already opened up the sea of ​​consciousness?"

After hearing Sui An's question, Shen Chijian's expression became even more strange, and in that strange expression there seemed to be a hint of pride and an urgency to share.

Sui An nodded. "The moment the spiritual energy flowed into my meridians, I sensed the existence of my sea of ​​consciousness. However, I couldn't control my spiritual consciousness to radiate from my sea of ​​consciousness as freely as I could control the spiritual energy. Although my five senses are slightly stronger than before cultivation, I can feel that it is the spiritual energy that has improved my physical fitness, not the spiritual consciousness."

"You know, many people in the early stages of Qi Refining can hardly feel the existence of the Sea of ​​Consciousness."

Shen Chijian looked at her with a look that said, "You are such a lucky person. You have a treasure in your possession but don't know it, and yet you are here complaining that the treasure is not obedient enough." Sui An coughed lightly and turned to look at Song Chunchi who was also detained. Unexpectedly, these two people with completely different styles and personalities showed almost the same expression at this moment.

If there is one slight difference, it is that there is a hint of envy in Song Chunchi's eyes compared to Shen Chijian.