Cultivation Began Three Years Ago

Heavy rain, lightning and thunder, it is summer, and the hot and dreary night suddenly becomes fresh and cold.

2024, August.

In Yanhong City, in the old district west of the city, in a remote corner.

"Click!" With a sound, the old door was pushed open, and Xu Che returned to his residence.

Turned on the light, closed the door, and walked to the living room. Xu Che slowly placed the injured woman unconscious on the back on the sofa. The soaked clothes and sticky blood slowly oozing out made the sofa dirty. .

Not only did the woman have a gunshot wound, but she also had several hideous wounds on the left side of her abdomen, her right shoulder, and her back. The light or thick blood stains were shocking.

Coincidentally, if Xu Che hadn't passed by the suburbs tonight, discovered it in time, and then sealed the injury, this woman would have died suddenly.

The reason why he chose to rescue was nothing more than out of compassion.

Thinking back many years ago, on a night of heavy rain, Xu Che was still a baby and was abandoned in the suburbs. If his kind-hearted grandfather hadn't adopted him and brought him back to the village, he would have died many years ago.

Grandpa had no children under his knees, and lived alone all his life, so he regarded the crying baby as his own, named him: Xu Che, and raised him up.

Grandpa was aging year by year, and when Xu Che was 14 years old, he passed away, leaving almost nothing behind except a dilapidated house in the countryside.

Later, in order to survive, Xu Che left the village and came to Yanhong City to survive, and supported himself by picking up waste.

Over the years, he has actually done all kinds of dirty work, and saved a lot of savings. When he became an adult, he was able to do more work, and with a stable income, he finally rented an old house. In the big city, I have my own nest.

Just a few years ago, an incomplete memory suddenly appeared in Xu Che's mind, prompting him to embark on the road of cultivating immortals.

Frost and scorching heat, Xia fights east and sword, not daring to slack off in the slightest. So far, on February 16, three years, the 21-year-old Xu Che has entered the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment, and even, as long as he wants, he can step into the next stage at any time.

The purpose of going out tonight is to collect spiritual herbs, which can be used to refine some elixirs. However, he never expected to meet a dying woman on the road.

Afterwards, like now, the person is brought back, but the injury still needs to be treated, otherwise it will leave a permanent disability

The woman was drenched, and the clothes soaked in rain and blood were tightly stuck to her body. There was no blood on her face, and her body temperature was extremely low.

"It seems that the clothes should be dried first."

In the next second, a cluster of flames appeared between Xu Che's palms, and then wound towards the woman's body. The flame is Xu Che's magic method, born according to his will, just to drive away the cold air on the woman.

I saw that the drenched clothes were drying rapidly, and after a while, there was no trace of dampness.

Later, Xu Che brought a wet towel and helped the woman wipe the blood on her forehead, where there was also a wound.

Soon, the flame also became flickering, Xu Che felt the woman's pulse. It is obvious that her body temperature is slowly rising,

Only then did Xu Che realize that the woman had creamy skin, an appearance resembling a celestial being, neat short hair, and an aloof temperament. Even with her eyes closed tightly, she gave off a cold feeling.

However, this woman should not be older than him, and probably in her mid-twenties.

After being absent-minded for a moment, Xu Che continued to wipe. Based on the principle of intimacy between men and women, he was as calm as water, and he didn't dare to look at the woman directly.

After more than ten minutes, it finally came to an end, the wound was treated briefly, and Xu Che was relieved when he saw that there was no sign of deterioration.

The wet towel that was originally white became scarlet and sticky. The mysterious woman lost a lot of blood, her face was slightly pale, and even her breathing became almost non-existent. This is a phenomenon of dying.

Xu Che looked at the scene of a murder case, the ground was bright red, and there were several bullets taken out of his palm: "If this goes on like this, I don't know when it will get better."

"Forget it, good people will do it to the end."

He turned around and walked back to the room, rummaged through the cabinets, and found a small jade box.

Open the box, there are three purple pills and two red pills inside, Xu Che takes one each

The purple one is Youlian Pill, which has the effect of healing wounds and stopping bleeding. It can be made by refining ordinary spirit grass. The red one is Xuerong Pill, which Xu Che refines from his own blood to restore Qi and blood when he suffers serious injuries.

Although these elixirs are not very useful to him now, Xu Che is still a little bit reluctant when he thinks about the painstaking efforts to refine the elixirs in the past, and even endured the risk of frying the furnace from time to time.

I wanted to keep it as a memory, but unexpectedly it came in handy now.

Because the woman's physical condition was quite bad, Xu Che didn't dare to take the elixir directly for her, fearing that the injury would counterattack, bleeding from the seven orifices, and exploding to death.

After thinking for a while, Xu Che brought the porcelain bowl from the kitchen. Powerful spiritual power burst out from his fingertips, and Youlian Pill instantly turned into powder and slowly fell into the bowl.

Then, Xu Che added some water into it to dilute the effect of the medicine. After the preparation was completed, he came to the woman, helped her up slightly, and fed the medicine.

Not knowing whether it was due to excessive bleeding, dry mouth, or survival instinct, the unconscious woman finished drinking the potion cooperatively.

Step one, done!

"Persist a little longer, drink a little more, and you can have a good sleep."

Xu Che repeated the previous steps and smashed the Melting Blood Pill. This time, in addition to adding water, he even squeezed out a drop of crimson blood from his fingertips and dripped it into the bowl.

Considering that this is a elixir made from his own blood after all, Xu Che did this in order to activate the properties of the medicine.

The blood-colored potion exudes a faint fragrance and contains a strong vitality.

When the mouth of the bowl was brought to the woman's lips, she drank it all in one gulp, and even the pained expression on her face eased a little, and became more rosy.

Gently let go of the woman, the flames that had surrounded her body disappeared in an instant.

"cold"

The woman babbled in her dream, curled her body, and huddled in Xu Che's arms, refusing to leave, her body trembling slightly.

"Understood." Fearing that the woman would catch a cold in the middle of the night, Xu Che brought another quilt from the room and covered her up.

"Finally finished."

Xu Che breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the woman falling asleep peacefully, he tiptoed up, with mixed emotions, mixed joy and sorrow.

Go straight to the refrigerator, open it, pick up a bottle of happy water and drink it.

The man was rescued, and he was very happy, at least his efforts were not in vain. However, what gave him a headache was.

Judging from the woman's injuries, this is considered a journey after the gate of hell is closed. Even though her elixir is mysterious, if she wants to recover, it will take about ten days.

As far as the gunshot wound on her body was concerned, no matter whether it was the murderer's enemy or herself, they were obviously of good status. If she was sent to the hospital rashly, it might cause more trouble.

But if you stay at home, you need to be distracted to take care of the woman, not to mention the inconvenience of men and women living alone in the same room, and the thought of him gives you a headache.

"I don't want to, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Leaving aside the miscellaneous thoughts, Xu Che came to the window, he opened the window, the rain stopped outside, and a bright moon was hanging high in the night sky.

The air after the rain was extraordinarily fresh, and he suddenly felt refreshed. He stared at the night sky with a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes flashed across the dark and boundless sky.

"In recent years, this planet has shown signs of recovery, the aura has become more intense, and visions have appeared frequently in various places."

"You have to pay close attention to practice. Compared with those terrifying monks in memory, I am still too weak."

According to memory, the journey to immortality is vast, and in the sea of ​​stars in the universe, the most widely spread realms of cultivating immortals are: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, and Transforming God.

Each big realm is divided into four small realms: early stage, middle stage, late stage and peak stage

One realm is more difficult than one realm, and it is especially difficult for monks with ordinary aptitude to cross the four realms of qi refining, let alone build a foundation.

After the establishment of the foundation, it is a hundred refinements to become a elixir, and all the cultivation bases of the body are gathered on top of the golden elixir.

Among the hundreds of Golden Core monks, there are very few who can glimpse the beauty of the Nascent Soul.

Those who can become a Nascent Soul are all outstanding immortals, who can shatter the void, burn mountains and boil seas, all of which are easy to say.

However, the gap between Nascent Soul and Huashen is even more like a natural moat, just like an insignificant drop of water and a surging Jiang Liu.

From the moment when one completely enters into the God Transformation, it is the ultimate leap in the level of life.

And after breaking through to become a god, it is just to go to the highest place in the world. Of course, for the current Xu Che, it is a bit far away.

Xu Che practiced for three years and crossed the four realms of Qi refining in one year. It took two years to reach the end of the foundation building, the peak was complete, and there was no way to advance.

Strange to say, Xu Che always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he was cultivating the realm, and even the breakthrough of the realm was a matter of course and smooth.

In fact, he only needs one opportunity to condense the golden core.

However, Xu Che is not in a hurry to advance, he needs to solidify his foundation, as far as his current strength is concerned, it is already enough to protect himself.

Looking back from the depths of the sea of ​​stars, facing the bright moon, feeling the thin aura between heaven and earth. Xu Che relaxed his body and mind, closed his eyes, and frantically absorbed the aura around him. After practicing for two hours.

When he came back to his senses and looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and it was time to rest.

After taking a bath, he turned off the light in the living room, glanced at the woman sleeping soundly on the sofa, Xu Che said "good night," and returned to his room.