Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

There was a simple kitchen outside the house, and there was a bag of rice. Wang Fu quickly cooked himself a meal. He had not had a full meal since he entered Luoyu Sect. If it were not for the peanuts in his bag, he would have fallen on the long stone steps, and he might have rolled down the cliff.

"Now I am officially enrolled in the sect of cultivating immortals, but Feng Dafu will find out sooner or later that I am lying. I don't know how I will be punished. The most urgent thing is to start practicing as soon as possible."

Wang Fu knew that other chores disciples were afraid of Feng Dafu along the way, which showed that this fat man was not as amiable as he seemed. Once he was exposed, he would be greeted with a violent revenge.

Wang Fu touched the [Thick Earth Art] in his arms and felt urgent.

However, he did not practice first, but took out another heavy book [Basic Common Sense of Cultivation].

After reading it, he understood what cultivation was and the importance of spiritual roots.

The beginning of cultivation is the Qi Refining Realm.

Use the breathing method to draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and finally gather it in the dantian after being condensed by the meridians throughout the body, and derive the first ray of spiritual power. Only then can you be considered a true cultivator. Only if you have spiritual roots can you feel the existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and draw it into your body. If you don’t have spiritual roots, you can’t feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so how can you practice?

And the fewer the number of spiritual roots, the purer and less impurities, the faster you can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

[Basic knowledge of immortal cultivation] mentions a very vivid metaphor. The human body is like a large water tank. Immortality cultivation is like pouring water into the large water tank. When the water is full, you will break through. The five elements pseudo spiritual roots are like a wooden barrel, and the speed of cultivation is like using this wooden barrel to pour water into the large water tank. Four spiritual roots are five wooden barrels, three spiritual roots are twenty wooden barrels, two spiritual roots are fifty wooden barrels, and the spiritual roots with matching skills are eighty wooden barrels, and the heavenly spiritual roots... are like a hundred wooden barrels pouring water into the large water tank at the same time.

A hundred times more than the five elements mixed spiritual roots.

"Such a gap, no wonder the five elements mixed spiritual roots can only be a menial disciple." Wang Fu smiled bitterly, he realized how poor his qualifications were, but he was not a person who was easily discouraged. Since he chose this path, he would not give up.

"The gap with the heavenly spiritual roots is a hundred times, so I will put a hundred times more effort into cultivation."

Wang Fu continued to read.

The thirteenth level of Qi Refining, above which is the foundation building, the foundation of cultivation. The foundation building realm is not divided into thirteen levels, but only four levels: the initial, middle, final, and great perfection. However, there are differences in strength in the achievement of the foundation building realm... the foundation building of the human way, the foundation building of the earth way, the foundation building of the heaven way...

Above the foundation building is the golden elixir, and the golden elixir realm can fly into the sky and hide in the ground...

Magic instruments, spiritual instruments, spiritual herbs, elixirs, array refining instruments, etc. are all mentioned in [Basic Common Sense of Cultivation of Immortals]. Although there is only a rough introduction, Wang Fu was greatly enlightened. After reading the whole book, he was finally no longer a novice in cultivation.

He could not wait to take out the [Thick Earth Art] in his arms, opened the booklet, and saw the cultivation method of the [Thick Earth Art]. He turned a few pages and found that the art only had the first four levels, which means that it can only be cultivated to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"There are only four levels. It seems that the later art can only be obtained by becoming a formal disciple." Wang Fu sighed, "Yes, if the menial disciples cannot break through the fourth level of Qi Refining, they will have to leave the sect after ten years, and the sect's art will inevitably be leaked."

Shaking his head, Wang Fu immediately began to recite the [Thick Earth Art]. After memorizing it, he began to practice breathing according to the cultivation method of the art.

Time passed until the evening. Wang Fu's stomach growled in protest, and he stopped breathing, but except for his good mental state, there was no change.

"It seems that there is indeed a big gap between me and geniuses like those with heavenly spiritual roots. [Basic knowledge of cultivating immortals] mentions that most people with heavenly spiritual roots can draw spiritual energy into their bodies within seven days, cleanse their tendons and marrow, and be reborn." Wang Fu shook his head, sighed helplessly, and was very disappointed.

Washing pots and cooking, smoke rising.

Wang Fu had just finished eating and had no time to wash the pots and dishes, when a dark and thin boy walked towards him.

"Hello, are you new here? I live next door to you. I just came back from work and saw that there was someone in this empty house, so I came to see."

"Well," Wang Fu nodded, "I just came today."

"My name is Huang Zheng, what's your name?" The dark and thin boy looked at Wang Fu with a smile.

"Wang Fu."

"Wang Fu... we will be neighbors from now on."

The dark and thin boy Huang Zheng was a little familiar with Wang Fu. He stayed with Wang Fu for a long time before leaving. Before leaving, he even reminded Wang Fu to take a shower and change into the clothes of a chores disciple.

Wang Fu smelled himself and immediately felt a foul smell mixed with the smell of blood. He quickly drew water from the stream behind the house to take a bath.

After taking off his clothes and taking a bath, Wang Fu felt relaxed.

"Hey, what is this?"

Wang Fu found a tripod-shaped pattern on his chest. It even had an uneven texture when touched. He was shocked, fearing that something was wrong with his body. Fortunately, he did not feel any discomfort.

"Why does this pattern look so familiar? Oh, isn't this the little tripod that Wang Tongdi gave me?" Wang Fu finally remembered the little tripod. He thought the little tripod had been lost long ago, but he didn't expect it to become a pattern and be embedded on his chest.

After reading [Basic Common Sense of Immortal Cultivation], Wang Fu is no longer the ignorant boy in Wutong Village. He knows that there are many magical instruments in the world of immortal cultivation, which are called magic tools, spiritual tools, magic treasures... with unpredictable abilities.

"Could it be that Wang Tong's little tripod is a magic weapon? No, how could a magic weapon have such a change, integrated into flesh and blood, could it be a spiritual weapon?" Wang Fu's eyes lit up.

In the room, he fiddled with it for a long time, and the pattern of the little tripod on his chest finally changed.

It turns out that as long as you focus your consciousness on the pattern of the little tripod, you can feel the whole picture of the little tripod and summon it.

"It's really a good treasure."

Looking at the little tripod half the size of a fist in the palm of his hand, Wang Fu was very excited. Today's little tripod has changed a lot. It is no longer dirty. It is dark blue with clear lines on the body. It feels full of texture in your hand, and it is no longer the dark and light appearance it used to be. The whole little tripod is integrated, the inside and outside are the same color, simple and vicissitudes, full of the sense of time, and you can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

"I didn't expect that kid Wang Tong would actually pick up such a treasure, but since he used it to exchange for my comic book, this treasure is mine." Wang Fu did not feel any guilt, "I don't know what this little tripod is for, but unfortunately I haven't cultivated my spiritual power yet, otherwise I might be able to activate the little tripod."

Even if it is just a magic weapon, it is rare, not to mention that the little tripod can be integrated into flesh and blood, which is definitely not as simple as a magic weapon.

Playing with it until late at night, under Wang Fu's intentional action, the little tripod turned into a pattern and merged into his chest again.

Wang Fu fell into a deep sleep, and he dreamed that he became an immortal...