There's something wrong with me

Leaving the mountain peak.

Zhang Feng quickly calmed his mind, discarding useless thoughts to prepare for 'spiritual cultivation'.

He walked forward for another ten miles.

In the evening, he found a small river near a village.

Ignoring the strange gazes of the two fishermen nearby.

Zhang Feng, still dressed, jumped into the river with a 'plop'.

Splash—

At the same time, his whole body resonated.

Zhang Feng was clearing away debris and dust from his body and clothes.

This time, he had a goal to 'cultivate his mind'.

Zhang Feng was relatively traditional, having read too many Taoist, Buddhist, and ancient books.

So before doing serious things or big events, he liked to 'bathe and burn incense'.

Whether it was in the earliest Xiangjiang world, participating in the Dragon Head Society, and killing Flying Knife.

Or recently in the revenge world, preparing to kill Yu Shen and Hall Master Ling.

Zhang Feng liked to take a bath, nourish his energy, then sleep soundly, and finally, if possible, change into new clothes.

As long as he finished these things, Zhang Feng didn't know why, but he just felt very 'sharp' in spirit.

Perhaps it was psychological suggestion.

But this suggestion was quite good, giving him a kind of indescribable 'refreshing' feeling.

Glug glug—

Zhang Feng pondered, slowly sinking into the river, gathering the 'turbid air' from his 'limbs and bones' and exhaling it slowly.

This turbid air included the body's 'old internal force, old劲 force, old blood energy'.

Releasing all the air was also to welcome a 'new look'.

However, in the eyes of the two fishermen, Zhang Feng jumped into the river and then sank straight down.

"Is he trying to end it all?"

"That person just jumped into the river like that?"

The two fishermen were confused and didn't react at all.

But soon after, they frantically threw away their rods, wanting to jump into the river to save him.

In this life-or-death matter, they subconsciously ignored that the 'bubbles' in the water had been exhaled for over a minute.

A normal person couldn't exhale for that long in the water.

But before they could jump in.

Zhang Feng, having finished his bath, floated to the surface as they relaxed in relief.

"You…"

"Swim back…"

After they breathed a sigh of relief, they wanted to call Zhang Feng back.

But the next second, they were surprised to see Zhang Feng stand up from the water, and the water on his body and clothes shook off like mist, scattering around.

Especially in this misty cloud.

They saw this 'person' 'walking on the water' towards them.

"He… he is the River God Grandpa…"

"Immortal… Immortal…"

The two were stunned, and the next second they wanted to prostrate themselves before the immortal.

Zhang Feng, relying only on his physical strength, flashed in front of them and helped them up.

"You two, I'll buy your fish."

Zhang Feng took out three basically soaked ten-yuan notes from his pocket, overclocked his palm, and shook out the moisture inside. In just two or three seconds, the money was dry.

In this era, ten yuan was already a large bill, enough to buy their six fish and a basket.

The extra money was for them 'wanting to save him'.

Furthermore, he was now 'without qi' and needed a lot of nourishment.

And the 'new qi' that would be generated later was what Zhang Feng wanted, a complete renewal.

'The water on the money is all gone… This is truly immortal magic…'

'The River God is saving the fish…'

The two were completely dumbfounded seeing the 'immortal buying fish', feeling that everything they had seen today was too bizarre.

…

After Zhang Feng gave the money, he walked away carrying their fish basket.

On the way, he hunted a few more plump rabbits and a deer.

Using his exquisite craftsmanship for barbecue, a set of barbecue was ready before dark.

Then he spent most of the day eating, eating until his stomach was round.

Zhang Feng also relaxed his mind, and at the same time, the three kinds of qi in his body began to gradually grow.

…

The next morning.

Zhang Feng woke up naturally, then without thinking too much, he embarked on the journey of traveling through the nine provinces again.

Perhaps it was the matter of being refreshed.

Zhang Feng felt refreshed and was contemplating 'spiritual power'.

This spiritual power was generated from the mind.

That is, the Taoist 'Upper Dantian, Niwan Palace', between the eyebrows.

It is said, the Upper Yuan Palace, also in the Niwan, its god is the Red Child, named Yuanxian, also called Emperor Qing.

Zhang Feng, well-versed in Taoist books, deeply understood the meaning within.

In addition, the main quest had 'traveling through the nine provinces', like cultivating the mind.

The [No Derivation] in the entry and 'acting upon it, then life is long' both came from [Guanzi, White Heart], prose by Guan Zhong, teacher of sages.

Then, combined, it was clearly indicating a 'heart' character, also a 'spirit' character.

This spirit was the spirit, the human soul, the mind.

Furthermore, Zhang Feng read the practice method of the Great Immortal of Ling Mountain several times, which also mentioned 'separating multiple spiritual thoughts'.

Then it was that the soul is broad, the mind is long, then life is long.

This cultivation method was for cultivating the way of longevity.

It was just that the Great Immortal of Ling Mountain was even more powerful, cultivating spiritual schizophrenia.

This was a negative teaching material.

Zhang Feng took it as a warning.

Furthermore, Zhang Feng suddenly had a discovery.

'Like the internal organ resonance of the guest at the beginning, and this time the spiritual cultivation of the Great Immortal of Ling Mountain.

What I've seen seems to be negative teaching materials, highlighting the drawbacks of cultivating practice without cultivating the mind.'

Zhang Feng pondered, feeling that the text was quite appropriate.

Then Zhang Feng carefully recalled the 'negative guest'.

Although he was negative in the criminal police world, the guest was still righteous, killing all the wicked people.

And now this Great Immortal of Ling Mountain, it was hard to say what kind of path he was on.

However, if the 'internal force guest' from the train captain's world was here, then he would probably kill him directly without distinguishing right from wrong.

…

Difficult to cultivate.

Half a year later, in the mountains and forests on the border of another province.

Zhang Feng came to such an answer.

Although at this moment, spiritual energy had been generated in the body, and the spiritual thoughts in the mind had also been divided into two.

But 'spiritual thoughts' needed to be constantly contemplated by oneself, and constantly used contemplation to pay attention to them.

If one didn't pay attention, these two spiritual thoughts would nest in the Niwan Palace and not move.

This was not a good thing.

But if one kept 'watching' them, they could command the spiritual power to strengthen various parts of the body.

And they could also cooperate with resonance and internal force to strengthen the body together.

This was a good thing, and a great good thing.

Especially now.

Zhang Feng also knew that 'the air in this world contains spiritual energy'.

It was a special substance floating in the air, food exclusively for 'one's own spiritual power'.

However, when absorbing spiritual energy, one also needed to circulate one's own spiritual power.

It could be said that as long as one absorbed spiritual energy, one needed to circulate spiritual power, and circulating this spiritual power required the command of spiritual thoughts, and spiritual thoughts needed to be contemplated to pay attention.

All in all, contemplation could currently only serve spiritual thoughts.

In this way, other practice methods had to be put aside.

It was just that.

Zhang Feng thought about it, but felt that this was not right.

And felt that this was because he was not proficient enough, and his knowledge was too little.

If there was more, if he was proficient, then there would be no such problems.

Everything could be simplified.

Like Eight Steps Catching Cicadas, they had all been classified by himself as a kind of martial art.

…

Another three years.

Inside a cave where one couldn't see one's fingers.

Zhang Feng found a 'combination trick'.

That was to not contemplate anymore, simply treat one's own spiritual thoughts as 'new contemplation'.

As long as one could do this, and one had multiple spiritual thoughts.

Then one could achieve, one spiritual thought commanding spiritual power, one spiritual thought practicing internal force, one spiritual thought practicing resonance, one transforming勁, one spiritual thought used for daily communication with people.

The last spiritual thought was used as a blessing.

For example, in this world, if one wanted to focus on internal force, then the last spiritual thought would bless the internal force.

'Using six minds at once' should be possible.

Of course, it was definitely not as effective as focusing on one thing.

After all, whether it was Taoist or Buddhist theory, or conventional health books, people had to 'return the soul to oneness'.

But also today, after Zhang Feng thought of this, he also knew why the secret book of the Great Immortal of Ling Mountain said that 'the more spiritual thoughts, the stronger the thinking and memory'.

Because if one really separated multiple spiritual thoughts, it would be equivalent to separating several 'weakened versions of oneself'.

For example, if one's memory was 1, then after practicing six spiritual thoughts, each one might have 0.183 of the body's memory level and computing power.

Afterwards, when mainly learning something, gathering all the spiritual thoughts in one place would be a memory level of 1.1.

As for computing power, Zhang Feng felt that it was related to his memory and his own memory bank.

The higher one's memory, the more one learned, the more knowledge in the memory bank, the higher the computing power.

When a brainstorming session started, it could largely achieve 'instant analysis'.

Like the dilution formula of 'Jade Pool Immortal Dew'.

At that time, it took about five minutes to think about it.

But if one's memory was strong enough, and one learned more, then the time could be infinitely compressed.

This was even more powerful than the supercomputer of the big data center.

At least letting it solve the Jade Pool Immortal Dew, it would turn into smoke and still not be able to solve it.

Because this belonged to 'human creativity'.

And computers were created by humans, so in principle, they could not surpass humans.

At least, Zhang Feng felt that it could not surpass himself.

…

Another year.

On a small mountain peak.

Zhang Feng sat upright in front of the mountain cliff, polishing his cultivation with 'three spiritual thoughts'.

Unknowingly, he sat for a day.

"Huff…"

This evening, Zhang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and then felt a violent hunger.

Picking up a few pieces of dried meat that were tightly wrapped beside him, he chewed them heartily.

After the hunger slowly dissipated.

Zhang Feng showed a thoughtful look, and looked at the rising moon again.

‘Now I can multitask with three minds, each corresponding to internal force, spiritual power, and resonance respectively.

But it's easy to get into a state of "samadhi" while practicing, entering a state of "selflessness."

Sometimes when I'm extremely hungry, I only realize I'm hungry when all my organs are sending me warning signals.

This state is not right.’

… …

Another year passed.

Zhang Feng, in tattered clothes, was still on this mountain.

Just watching the sunset, watching the moon rise.

After spacing out for a long time, Zhang Feng finally came to his senses, realizing he had been absent-minded while practicing.

‘No, I'm about to have a mental breakdown. Multitasking with three minds, although it has increased my overall cultivation speed by 10%.

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But now I'm practicing three things together, and I'm practicing them together in a way that explores the path ahead, while simultaneously thinking about three cultivation problems.

This requires too much knowledge and thought analysis, which is simply impossible for a normal person to do.

Even if I can do it now, doing this for a long time may lead to a mental breakdown.

I feel…

It should still be because I'm not familiar with it yet.’

… …

Another two years passed.

Zhang Feng had four spiritual thoughts. Besides one dedicated to cultivating spiritual power, the remaining three were making up for some previously neglected practice methods.

Anyway, it's just patching things up, trying not to miss any kind of practice method, and not letting go of a single piece of knowledge.

As for spiritual power, there's no need to focus on cultivating it.

Because as long as you constantly use your spiritual thoughts, you are cultivating spiritual power.

The more spiritual thoughts you use, the more you divide them, the more spiritual power you have.

Of course, you can also focus on cultivating spiritual power.

But spiritual power is like water in a pool. It doesn't matter if it's full or not, as long as there's some.

Spiritual thoughts, however, are the pool itself, cultivating the upper limit.

Zhang Feng is now expanding the pool.

Because it not only affects the storage capacity of spiritual power, but also affects one's memory and thinking.

As long as it's cultivated to a high level, it can also drive the practice of other methods.

Zhang Feng always felt that no matter what you practice, it can all be 'connected by analogy'.

As long as you find that key point, everything will improve as a whole.

For example, if there were any 'water ball technique' or similar techniques now.

Zhang Feng felt that as long as he learned it, then water techniques of the same level, such as 'water sword technique' and 'water snake technique', would definitely be analyzed and mastered within minutes.

In Zhang Feng's view, they are all essentially water, only the forms have changed.

He was very familiar with the ever-changing nature of things.

… …

The ninth year of traveling.

Zhang Feng, with some graying at his temples, changed to another mountain to cultivate, and today he swallowed a few grains of bigu pills (a pill that eliminates the need to eat).

After eating, Zhang Feng sat down on the ground, and then looked at the small bottle in his hand.

This feeling really had the sense of ease of cultivating immortality in seclusion in the mountains.

It's just that these bigu pills are not elixirs for cultivating immortality.

On the contrary, they are the kind from the Inner Force world.

This was also what Zhang Feng did every day for the first seven years he came to this world, planting medicine.

While practicing, he naturally analyzed some of the medicinal properties in this world, and made bigu pills and Inner Force prescriptions.

Otherwise, without these.

Zhang Feng felt that his current physique would be relatively less by 1~2 points.

But if it were in the early stage, it might be less by 10~15 points.

Medicines are all about bursting out in the early stage, fiercely adding physique, so that you can quickly form effective combat power.

And now, if there is no super-high-quality medicine.

Then it is more of his own various practice methods that are exerting their strength, tempering the body.

Of course, this also requires more medicine, because those are all 'high-energy foods' for him.

Especially through the research of the past seven years.

Zhang Feng has a deeper understanding of the 'connection' between medicine and combat power.

And through planting and some tests, he also has some small ideas, feeling that the planting methods in the real world can still be slightly optimized.

This is all experience from practice. After all, he has only planted medicine for more than two years in the real world at most.

In this world, he has planted for another seven years, gathering the experience and achievements of all human planting experts.

Thinking of this.

Zhang Feng had new plans again.

‘It's been nine years since I came out, and I don't know how things are going in the village.

And the village can't just focus on the basic task of autumn harvest.

It's best to start training the children in the village in the knowledge of medicinal materials from an early age.

Then practice in the fields, maybe it will bring me new knowledge in the future.’

Zhang Feng thought, preparing to go back.

But then he thought that Pingping would definitely do this for the villagers.

So he still wouldn't go back.

Anyway, the autumn harvest in his mission prompts has never stopped.

‘Let's continue practicing, and during the cultivation, I can also go around various provinces to see what's beyond Inner Force, and whether there are any new prescriptions, as well as new knowledge of medicinal materials.

This is strength for me.

For my real-world base, it is also a big progress.’

Zhang Feng thought to himself, and suddenly realized that he had been far away from human habitation for many years.

It seems that it's almost the 90s now.

Then wait a few more years.

His current physique is [180]

Wait until it's a round number, 200, then go back.

After making a plan, Zhang Feng saw that it was late, and didn't think much, lying down in the forest and sleeping.

A long life in the wild has made Zhang Feng close to nature.

But it was precisely thinking of nature, thinking of practice methods.

Zhang Feng suddenly got up again, not sleeping, and went to Daling Mountain to take a look first.

… …

To no avail.

Zhang Feng walked nearly a thousand miles on foot, and after arriving at Daling Mountain, he searched for another half a year, but he still couldn't find the rat hole.

It seems that the Immortal of Ridge Mountain has not started building yet.

Also, the time in each world is different.

Especially now that he has come into contact with this spiritual energy practice method, knowing that he can live to be one hundred and eighty years old or more, it is not a problem.

Then it's not easy to catch him in a short time.

… …

‘He now has martial arts and internal force.’

After Zhang Feng failed to find the mountain, he sat under a big tree and pondered,

‘With his physique at the time, it might be around 100~110, but with the blessing of spiritual energy, his lightness skill is far superior to mine.

And now that he has obtained martial arts and internal force, if he has learned something, it should be around 130~140.

I just don't know if he will still focus on cultivating spiritual power, and cultivate something that rides the wind.

If he only cultivates the "escape method" and doesn't cultivate anything else, even if I see him in these few years, it is estimated that it will be difficult to catch him.’

Thinking in his heart.

A fruit ripened and suddenly fell from the tree.

Zhang Feng reached out and grabbed it, and sent it to his mouth.

‘Although this trip was fruitless, there is fruit under the tree.’

Crack—

Zhang Feng walked into the distance while eating the fruit.

Just eating and eating, Zhang Feng looked at the fruit, but was speechless,

‘Damn, this fruit is poisonous. I was distracted just now thinking about things and practicing, and didn't look carefully, but fortunately I have internal force and spiritual power to protect me.

Since I came to this world, I have started practicing various martial arts, and my body structure is already different from ordinary people.

Its poison can poison a cow to death, but it can't hurt me at all.’

Zhang Feng thought to himself, and continued to eat.

… …

In the blink of an eye, nearly nineteen years have passed.

The thirty-fifth year of coming to this world.

2005.

The outer edge of Daqing Mountain in Lin Province.

Zhang Feng cut off his long hair of more than ten years, and put on a large shirt and wide pants bought from a village.

This dress is similar to that of workers in state-owned factories in previous years.

As for the hat, it naturally broke in the wind and frost of decades, so he simply threw it away.

Anyway, it can be 'reproduced' in the real world.

And now, Zhang Feng is not wearing a hat, and his physique has reached [200].

His spiritual thoughts have also reached the 'six' paths he wanted.

Zhang Feng felt that the 'seven' paths above were not easy to control, so he is currently deepening these six paths.

It is also equivalent to expanding the pool, consolidating the pool.

At this moment.

Zhang Feng walked to the outer edge of the mountain forest, looking at the small dirt road ahead, with no cars or people around.

Seeing that there was no one, Zhang Feng was also thinking about his spiritual thoughts.

‘Currently, one of my spiritual thoughts is about 0.19, and the six paths combined are 1.15.

It has increased my memory by 15% compared to before.

It is also equivalent to increasing my speed of learning knowledge by 15%.

If it is used for cultivation, then it can also increase the speed of cultivation and the speed of deducing the path ahead by 15%.’

Zhang Feng was in a great mood, feeling that the harvest of cultivating in the mountains for more than twenty years was great.

It's just that there is no car nearby, and it is still a considerable distance to walk to the nearby city.

Thinking about it, Zhang Feng didn't wait any longer, and just walked along.

But on the way, he saw a clear stream.

Zhang Feng turned a corner, preparing to drink some water first.

Arriving at the stream.

Just about to cup his hands to drink the water.

Zhang Feng suddenly looked at the mud on the ground.

‘For more than twenty years of cultivating spiritual energy, I have never used it on external objects except for myself.’

Thinking about it.

Zhang Feng gathered his spiritual thoughts together, and then aimed his palm at the mud below.

There was a distance of half a meter in between.

Gradually, the mud was raised a little by an invisible air, about half a bowl of soil.

Under the control of spiritual energy, these soils slowly changed, and it was vaguely visible that it was the shape of a bowl.

Zhang Feng's mood rose, while thinking about the appearance of the earth bowl, he thought of the immortals in Journey to the West, and couldn't help but secretly said,

‘Change!’

In the instant of thought.

This pile of loose soil was suddenly burned by the hot spiritual energy, the material changed slightly, forming a not-so-good-looking solid earth bowl.