The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Li Hao entered the city, squeezed all the way through the streets, passed the vegetable and butcher shops, passed through the alleys and markets, and finally saw the "Fu Lin Tea House" beside a street. On the pillar at the door hung three words "Available for lodging"

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Li Hao walked sideways past the vegetable stalls and walked into the inn amidst the feeble shouts of the vendors.

Entering the door is the lobby. There are about a dozen tables arranged unevenly, and there is a small table in the middle, which is only big enough for one person to sit and stand. It is already dark now, and there is only one table with one customer and two tables in the whole store.

Let's have a small meal there and drink alone.

The waiter in the store was wiping the table when he heard Li Hao coming in. He hurriedly wiped the table a few times and ran to him.

"Does the guest want to stay in the hotel?"

"yes!"

"Would you like some food?"

"good."

The waiter led Li Hao a few steps inside and arrived at a table. He wiped the bench and the tabletop with his sleeves, and then proudly stretched them out to show Li Hao to show that the tabletop was clean.

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"How long does the guest want to stay? What kind of room do you want?"

"What kind of houses are there? What's the price?" Li Hao asked with great interest. After all, this was his first time living in such an "antique" shop.

"Our store has four types: small courtyard, upper room, ordinary room, and ordinary room. The ordinary room costs 10 cash per day for four people per room, the ordinary room costs 30 cash per day, and the upper room costs 100 cash per day.

The most expensive courtyard costs 250 cents a day, but it is very clean, there are some flowers and plants in the courtyard, and there is a small cabin besides the main house."

"Small courtyard! Let's bring some hot dishes first, and then boil a kettle of hot water for me."

The waiter showed an expression as if that was indeed the case. After all, the owner's face and clothes couldn't possibly have been raised by ordinary people. He made a promise and ran to the backyard.

Li Hao didn't care about the waiter's little thoughts, so he took a small bowl from the table. Seeing it was clean, he didn't care about it, and poured the wine given by the old man into the bowl.

This wine was not of high quality, but it did have a fruity aroma as the old man said, and the alcohol content was probably only four or five degrees, so Li Hao drank it as water.

Just after drinking two bowls to quench his thirst, the waiter trotted back carrying a pot.

"Guest, the kitchen also has half a chicken and two pounds of mutton, which is considered meaty. I'll give you some fried clams and some peanuts soaked in vinegar to go with the wine?"

"Okay! Just watch and do it."

"Okay!" The waiter put down the hot water and was about to run to the backyard, but was stopped by Li Hao.

"Are the small tables in the middle of your teahouse for storytellers?"

"Yes. If nothing else, Mr. Chen, our storyteller at Fulin Tea House, is the best in the whole city! If you want to listen, I will reserve a seat for you on the second floor tomorrow."

"Oh? What books are you talking about?"

"That's quite complicated. "Speaking of Yue", "Yang Family General", there are many of them. Mr. Chen used to hang out in the world when he was young, and he is also very good at telling anecdotes about the world!"

"That's worth listening to."

After sending the waiter away, Li Hao felt that this teahouse, with its disciples from three religions and nine sects, was a good way to collect information and learn about the world, so he could stay for a few more days.

After dinner, I drank up the wine given by the old man.

Li Hao, who was full of wine and food, followed the waiter through the backyard, went out through the back door, walked a few steps along the alley, and arrived at a small courtyard.

"Sir, that's it. If you need anything, just ring the brass bell in the courtyard. If you hear it, I'll come over."

Li Hao nodded, entered the main room, and threw the package on the bed.

"Nothing to do today. Tomorrow morning you can send me some cakes and a pot of hot water. Also, call me when the storyteller comes."

"I will remember it, little one."

Seeing that the waiter left, Li Hao bolted the door and started to clean up the house.

However, his way of "cleaning up" is very different from ordinary people.

I wrapped the windows of the main house twice with the polymer plastic film I brought with me. I took out the 'Itchy Powder' refined by my mother from the package, applied it on the door latch and the windows, and then made a few random decorations in the house.

It was a simple trap, so I stopped.

"Healing ointment, exorcism oil... I found it, Yiqi Powder."

According to the instructions, pour several different packets into 200 grams of water one after another, stir with your little finger to fully dissolve the reaction, and finally let it sit for a stick of incense. The solution will turn green.

Seeing that the Yiqi Powder was consistent with the description in the instruction manual written by his mother, Li Hao lay down on the bed, took a drink, and drank the Yiqi Powder in one gulp.

Should you sit cross-legged when practicing?

Please! My legs feel sore when I sit cross-legged, but it’s more comfortable to lie down. It’s 4028 years old, and there are 8848 genders in human beings. Who still practices traditional practice?

After the medicine took effect for almost a quarter of an hour, Li Hao felt a warm current rising from his Dantian, and then traveling through all the meridians throughout his body. His whole body felt more comfortable than after the massage in 1999.

Jie! Jie! Jie!

Break the barrier and return to the Yao realm! From today on, I, Li Hao, am also a master of the Qi training realm!

No, the painting style is wrong!

It is indeed a happy event to break through the realm of Qi training, but it is a pity that this happy event came ten years late.

God knows that when he was in the first grade of elementary school, he couldn't practice in advance because he was a Taoist priest. How envious his friends were when they started to practice Qi!

Practicing qi now after ten years is like meeting your first love who has wrinkles after breaking up for many years. You still miss her a little bit when you haven’t seen her, but you will miss her after you see her again.

"That's it?"

Li, a powerful Qi practitioner at the first level, began to try to use his Qi in the house.

Although there is no extraordinary method, even the seven sets of ordinary Xianmeng primary school students' broadcasts are greatly increased in power with the blessing of Qi.

He displayed various martial arts and unique skills, and his seemingly ordinary punches and kicks had the charm of supreme Dao, even the Dao was obliterated...

Well, one corner of the table was broken.

After satisfying his "childishness" that was ten years late, Li Hao finally remembered to do business and used radio gymnastics to test his physical fitness, strength, toughness and other physical changes after his breakthrough. The overall increase was very obvious.

Before that, he was just an ordinary young man in the Xianmeng who was in good health, could clean and jerk 300 kilograms in 100 meters and 9 seconds. When he met ordinary elementary school students on the road, he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that a naughty child would mess him up (literally)

Not intended to attract business).

He also tried to use his spiritual consciousness to perceive the small bowl on the moving table, and had a great time.

It's moving! It's moving!

The small bowl rubbed forward again and again, moving forward 1 centimeter with great pains.

Why aren't you moving?

Oh! I have used up all my Qi.

Don't panic, hold your hand steady, sit down for a while, and return to Qi.

Why don't you feel anything? Can't you return to Qi?

Li Hao felt carefully for a long time, and then he woke up as if from a dream: Of course there is spiritual energy in this world, but it is too thin. It will take at least two to three months to meditate to return to full energy.

hiss!

Too proud!

Any world has "spiritual energy" in a broad sense. Solar energy, bioenergy, ether, dark matter and even ordinary soil are considered "spiritual energy" in a broad sense, and monks can extract mana from them.

But this is an ability that only high-level monks have. The 'spiritual energy' used by low-level monks in their practice refers to the energy of heaven and earth that is so active that ordinary people can perceive it through exercise.

This is pneumatology in the narrow sense and in the broad sense.

Obviously, it is no longer possible to rely on practicing all the way and then crushing people in this martial arts world.

Even if my mother brought me twenty sets of Yiqi Powder, twenty sets of Huiqi Powder, and ten sets of Naqi Pills...

It doesn’t seem impossible!

Li Hao was extremely shocked:

I'm actually the soft-boiled guy?