Record of Mortals Slaying Heaven

In the days that followed, Shen Moqi lived a very regular life.

Every day at Chenshi (7-9 AM), I would go to the Sutra Repository to take my shift, organizing the bookshelves and registering borrowers. After the library closed at Shenshi (3-5 PM), I would return to my courtyard, first sitting cross-legged to meditate and examine the healing of the broken meridians, then I would place a piece of purple-leaved golden thread orchid root under my tongue.

After that, he began to memorize the incantations of the "Luo Xiao Qian Yuan Sword Technique" and the "Treading Cloud Steps," and repeatedly recited the incantations of the "Earth Shield Technique," "Water Ball Technique," and "Golden Edge Curse." He could not practice these techniques for the time being—his meridians were not yet healed, and he dared not easily circulate his spiritual power—but he would first thoroughly understand the theory, and once his meridians were healed, he would naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

At the same time, he charged his phone and had Xiao Jiu organize the books and materials she had photographed each day.

Life was monotonous, but he dared not slack off.

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At Shenshi (3-5 PM) that day, Shen Moqi returned to the small courtyard and, as usual, closed her eyes and began to meditate inward.

The medicinal properties penetrated and flowed slowly along the meridians to those specific areas—

The crack is gone.

He checked it three times to make sure he hadn't misread it.

He then channeled a wisp of spiritual energy, carefully tracing it along his meridians.

There was no stinging sensation, no leakage, and the spiritual energy flowed smoothly.

He even had a vague feeling that the entire meridian was slightly more resilient than before the injury, although the meridian had not widened.

"A blessing in disguise?" he muttered to himself, somewhat incredulous.

He opened his eyes and took the last piece of root from the wooden box. There were originally seven pieces, six were used, and this was the last one.

The crack had healed, so he could use the root instead. But after thinking about it, he decided to put it in his mouth and hold it there—the purple-leafed golden thread lotus could nourish his meridians, and one more day of nourishment wouldn't hurt. Cultivation wasn't something to rush.

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After the medicinal power of the last root was exhausted, Shen Moqi returned to her cultivation path.

Life became extremely routine: when on duty at the library, I would seize every opportunity to photograph the contents of the books with my phone; after returning to the courtyard, I would first practice swordsmanship or footwork, then practice magic, and after my spiritual energy was depleted, I would circulate the "Luo Xiao Gui Qi Gong" to recover.

This was the sequence he figured out on his own. He discovered that when he circulated his cultivation technique after his spiritual energy was depleted, the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy was slightly faster than usual—although it was not obvious, it added up over time and was always good for improving his cultivation level. At least his current cultivation method was more efficient than before.

A month later.

He barely managed to get the hang of "Stepping on Clouds". He moved nimbly and nimbly in the courtyard. Although he couldn't achieve the same graceful movement as "Stepping on Clouds", his steps were much lighter than before, and at least he wouldn't fall down so easily anymore.

I've only memorized the moves of the "Luo Xiao Qian Yuan Sword Technique," and haven't mastered them yet. Senior Lin said that this sword technique can only unleash its true power at the Foundation Establishment stage; at the Qi Refining stage, it's already good enough to just have a basic stance.

The progress of the five spells varied. He used the Fireball and Wood Vine spells the most, and now they were relatively smooth to cast; the Earth Shield spell could also be cast instantly, and could last for dozens of breaths without external attacks; the Water Ball and Golden Edge spells could be cast with difficulty, but they were still unstable and sometimes failed.

Everything is moving in a positive direction.

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On this day, Shen Moqi was organizing the bookshelves in the library when she suddenly heard a muffled howling sound coming from outside.

It felt like something was pressing in from a distance, getting closer and louder.

He walked to the window and looked out. The sky was a hazy yellow, and a strong wind carrying sand and dust swept in from the valley. The bamboo by the door was bent over by the wind, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

"The wind is picking up." Shen Moqi glanced at it, but didn't pay much attention and continued tidying the bookshelf.

By the time of Shenshi (3-5 PM), the wind had not only not stopped, but had actually grown stronger.

Shen Moqi stepped out of the scripture pavilion and was nearly knocked off his feet by the oncoming gust of wind. He steadied himself, lowered his body, and walked step by step toward the courtyard. The wind pushed him from behind, making his steps much faster than usual; he was almost being pushed along by the wind.

Fortunately, he had practiced the "Cloud Steps" for a month, so although his steps were fast, he could still keep his body steady and wouldn't be blown over by the wind.

When he arrived at the courtyard, he walked to the door and reached out to push it open.

The door had barely opened a crack when a gust of wind rushed in, as if finding an outlet. Caught off guard, Shen Moqi was propelled forward by the wind, stumbled, and fell into the room, rolling twice on the floor before coming to a stop.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly saw the door slam shut with a "bang" – not blown shut, but sucked back in from the outside.

He was stunned.

As the wind blew in through the crack in the door, it pushed him into the room. When the door closed, he was "drawn" back in by the airflow from outside. One was a push, the other a pull, but the underlying principle is the same—

The pressure is low where the flow velocity is high.

A picture suddenly flashed through his mind.

In high school physics class, the teacher did an experiment. He blew air into a plastic bag, and the bag inflated. He didn't blow air directly into the bag, but rather from a distance—as the airflow entered the bag, the air at the opening was carried away, creating a low-pressure area, allowing outside air to naturally flow into the bag.

If Reiki also follows the same rules—

"I understand!" he blurted out, his voice echoing in the empty room. "I understand!"

He didn't even bother to get up; he simply pulled out his phone from his pocket and quickly tapped the AI ​​interface.

"Xiao Jiu! Explain Bernoulli's principle!"

Lines of text immediately appeared on the screen:

Bernoulli's principle states that in fluids (including gases and liquids), the pressure is lower at higher flow velocities and higher at lower flow velocities. This principle applies to steady flow of ideal fluids.

After reading it, Shen Moqi took a deep breath and quickly asked, "If I don't change the path of spiritual energy circulation within my body, can I use this principle to accelerate the absorption of spiritual energy?"

Xiao Jiu's answer quickly appeared on the screen:

"Based on the common experience that spiritual energy is more easily absorbed after the body's spiritual energy is depleted, it can be inferred that the flow of spiritual energy inside and outside the body also follows the law of pressure difference—the concentration of spiritual energy inside the body is low, and the concentration of spiritual energy outside the body is high, so spiritual energy naturally flows inward. If a low-pressure zone can be artificially created above the Baihui acupoint, the absorption efficiency can be improved without changing the body's circulation path."

Shen Moqi stared at the screen, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

"So—" he slowly sat up, speaking slowly and deliberately, "I just need to create a high-speed airflow zone above my head, without changing my cultivation method or taking any risks, and the spiritual energy will be drawn in on its own?"

The theory makes sense.

The question now is—how to achieve this?

He sat on the ground for a while, forcing himself to calm down, and began to sort things out one by one.

Blowing with your mouth? How can you do that?

Using your hand to fan yourself? That's even less reliable; that little breeze wouldn't even lift a hair.

Asking someone for help? That won't work either. Cultivation is a private matter; it's impossible to have someone blowing on your head while you're practicing.

Can Xiao Jiu help me? Xiao Jiu doesn't know how to blow air.

Since it involves cultivation, can it be resolved using the methods of cultivators?

Using magic techniques?

Fireball? It creates a heat wave when cast; I hope it burns all my hair off.

Water Ball Technique? It's just water mist; it doesn't seem to create any airflow.

The Golden Edge Spell? It increases the sharpness and hardness of weapons, but it has nothing to do with airflow.

Wooden vine technique? It seems there's no way to do that.

Earth Shield...

He suddenly stopped.

While Earth Shield cannot directly generate airflow, it can play a crucial role in the airflow creation process if used in another way—what if the Earth Shield condenses into a hollow pipe instead of a shield?

An arc-shaped tube, one end close to the Baihui acupoint, the other end bent in front of you, with the opening facing you.

Then he blew a breath toward the opening of the passage—not while holding it in his mouth, but from a distance, blowing directly toward the opening.

It's like a teacher blowing air into a plastic bag from a distance.

When airflow enters the channel, it carries away the air inside the pipe, creating a low-pressure area. Air outside the pipe is then forced into the pipe and rushes towards the Baihui acupoint. Although the air itself cannot directly enter the Baihui acupoint, the spiritual energy within it can enter the meridians through it.

In this way, he doesn't need to absorb it slowly; the spiritual energy will be "pressed" into his body on its own, filling his entire meridians in one go.

If he succeeds, he worries about whether his meridians can withstand it.

He scrambled to his feet, grabbed his phone, and typed furiously: "Xiao Jiu, can the form of a spell be changed?"

Xiao Jiu replied, "According to the information collected on the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, the form of spells is not fixed. Once the skill level reaches a certain point, the caster can fine-tune the form of the spell as needed. For example, a fireball spell can be compressed into a rocket, and a water ball spell can be stretched into a water whip, etc. However, changing the form requires a higher level of spiritual power control."

"Can the Earth Shield spell be modified into an arc-shaped hollow pipe?"

"As a defensive spell, Earth Shield Technique condenses into a shield. With sufficient spiritual energy, this shield can naturally be cylindrical to protect the entire body. Depending on the needs of resisting attacks, this cylindrical shield can also be bent into an arc shape as needed, or even become a cone shape with one side larger than the other. So theoretically it is possible, but the spiritual energy consumed during casting will increase significantly. After all, there is definitely a difference between defending a point and defending an entire surface. In addition, for the caster, doing so will also increase the requirements for controlling spiritual energy."

Shen Moqi stared at the screen, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

Since he's not using an earth shield to protect himself, he doesn't need a very large conduit; a fist-sized one would suffice. The amount of spiritual energy consumed would probably be similar to condensing an ordinary shield. The only question is whether he can bend such a conduit into an arc shape with his current level of spiritual energy control.

He took a deep breath, put his phone away, dusted himself off, and walked to the window.

Before I knew it, the wind had died down and raindrops the size of beans began to fall from the sky.

Shen Moqi stood by the window, listening to the wind and watching the rain, silently praising, "May the weather be favorable!"