Su He looked at Yu Lin flying away on his sword and felt a little envious. He wondered when he could fly.
A flying turtle sounds a bit weird.
It should not be a normal flight. It is very likely that even if it flies, it will be swept by the waves in the sky and walk on the waves above the sky.
The second class was Ge Feng’s Taoism class.
The Taoism class does not teach specific exercises, but the common sense of cultivation: the many technical terms in the exercises, the introduction of various exercises, and the detailed explanation of each realm.
Su He is now in the True Blood Realm.
During hibernation, about one-third of the blood in the body was replaced with dragon turtle blood. During this month, the speed of blood coagulation slowed down significantly.
Su He always felt that he might have gone astray. He was different from ordinary cultivators. The blood of ordinary cultivators flowed through their hearts and was taken care of by the heart objects, turning from ordinary blood into real blood containing the rhyme of Tao.
Su He wanted to produce the real blood of the dragon turtle, not just to make the original blood have the rhyme of the dragon turtle. So this step should be changed from the root.
First, sacrifice the bone marrow and then the spleen, so that the new blood produced by the body will be the real blood of the dragon turtle.
Su He asked his master for advice. Taoist Ge smiled and handed him a copy of "Qing Yuan Ji Gu Pian" and "Wu Di Gui Gui Tu", and told him to boldly put any ideas into practice, as the dragon turtle's body was strong and resistant to death.
Su He was confused.
This is too unreliable. When it comes to cultivation, one must be careful at every step. How can one be so casual
The seven steps to transformation are: heart orifice, divine object, true blood, mind orifice, bone sacrifice, spirit awakening, and essence gathering. After true blood, the mind orifice should be the one.
Condensing true blood, if the true blood has enough Taoist rhythm, it can blast open the mind orifice and condense the spiritual consciousness, and the cultivator can then practice magic, talismans, etc.
The amount of true blood and Dao rhyme required to open the mind acupoint is different for each person. Some people can open the mind acupoint with just three points of Dao rhyme, while others need six or seven points.
It is not the case that the earlier you open it, the better and the easier it is to open the mind orifice. It proves that the mind orifice is fragile and the spiritual consciousness that can be condensed will not be strong. You may even be unable to condense the mind bead in the awakening spirit realm.
In theory, Su He's dragon turtle blood should be equivalent to the cultivator's Daoyun blood. He has already condensed 30% of his blood, but he doesn't feel like he's about to open his mind.
The condensation of true blood stagnated again.
On the stage, Ge Feng finished explaining the Yiqiao Realm yesterday and started explaining the Jigu Realm today. He would occasionally insert a few small advertisements to promote the Beast Taming Valley.
“The Bone Sacrifice Realm consists of three steps. The first step is to bombard the acupuncture points with the power of true blood, making the acupuncture points like nails, nailing the flesh, blood, and bones together, tightly connected and indistinguishable from each other.
The second step is to use the acupuncture points as points, along with the bones, and soak the bones with true blood to refine them. The third step is to temper the five internal organs. At this point, the inside and outside are one, and the body, hair and skin are all Tao. If this step is fully accomplished, the life span can be three hundred years. "
Everyone felt longing after hearing this.
The Great Dao is ethereal and cannot be looked at directly. Lifespan and magic are what the cultivators pursue. Condensing true blood can give a lifespan of 120 years, opening the mind and concentrating the spirit consciousness can give a lifespan of 180 years. Sacrificing bones can give a lifespan of 300 years, which is completely beyond the limits of mortals.
Su He was thinking about his own path while listening to the class. Before he knew it, the class was over, and a soft voice sounded in his ears: "Uncle Dragon Turtle, do you have an appointment recently?"
Su He looked and saw that it was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, but he had never seen anyone who was not a new disciple from Nanyuan.
"I have eight acres of spiritual fields in Qingping Mountain. If you have no appointment, can you help me water the fields? I will pay you the market price."
Su He's eyes lit up.
Being a disciple of Ge Laodao means one’s status as a true disciple, and one cannot fall behind in completing the sect’s mission.
There are three types of Qingyuan Sect missions: missions from the sect itself, commissions from fellow disciples, and external commissions.
There are no requirements for other disciples, but the true disciples must complete three sect tasks every year and achieve 300 merits. Otherwise, the exchange of skills and the monthly allowance of disciples will be affected.
Simple and crude.
Su He doesn't need merits to learn the inheritance of his own lineage, but he needs to spend money to learn other things. And he has to earn the 300 merits of the true disciple himself.
Su He couldn't leave Qingyuan to carry out the mission off the mountain which required great merit, so he had to think of another way.
For example, watering the ground!
Qingyuan Sect has plenty of rainfall, but ordinary rainwater cannot be used to irrigate the spiritual fields. One must reach the spiritual awakening realm to master the true art of making rain and perform the art of making rain.
The rain summoned by magic contains spiritual power.
Su He could not make rain, but the water flow condensed by his water control ability was more effective with abundant spiritual power. Moreover, Su He's fee was not high, and he only needed one merit to thoroughly irrigate an acre of spiritual field.
I have a mission today, and I will leave Nanyuan for a rest tomorrow. I will go to Qingping Mountain to find you.
The disciple left satisfied.
Su He left Nanyuan, climbed down Xiangshui, and headed towards Tinghai Lake.
After climbing onto the island and checking that Feng Yaya hadn't woken up yet, Su He swam west directly.
Yesterday, I received a sect mission. A large number of crocodiles gathered in the shallows outside He'an City, 800 miles to the west. The fishing, farming and even personal safety of the people in the city were threatened.
He'an City is called a city, but it is actually a small town with only about 3,000 people. But its origin is extraordinary, and those who can build a city within the scope of Qingyuan Gate are all descendants of Qingyuan.
He Ancheng is the descendant of Elder Luo of Changqing Peak. Elder Luo is over 800 years old, and although he has only one son, his family has hundreds of people after five generations.
But not everyone has the qualifications to practice cultivation. So they settled down not far from the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, and after hundreds of years, it became a small town.
A few days ago, the people in the town burned incense and contacted their ancestors to inform them of the time when the crocodiles appeared outside He'an City. Elder Luo then directly issued the task, and Su He quickly grabbed it.
Drive away the crocodiles, he said mouth to mouth.
After traveling eight hundred miles upstream along the Xiangshui River, they were already outside the city of He'an two hours later. Before they reached the shallows, they could hear sounds like crocodiles and frogs croaking, so Su He swam over.
Crocodiles build nests here in groups, and there are probably at least hundreds of them. It is no worse than the Crocodile Beach.
Su He raised his head and groaned: "Aang~"
From now on, I am the boss here, all crocodiles gather together!
The crocodiles looked at him and no one paid any attention.
Instead, the two teenagers who were peeping from the shore screamed and ran away: "There is a strange beast! A turtle-like beast!"
Su He ignored them and just looked at the crocodile.
These guys deserve to be punished. Su He is a giant no matter what. Standing in front of the crocodile, he is several times bigger than them. Yet these guys don't even have a sense of crisis.
One even shouted at him.
Lonely and widowed!
Get lost.
Su He rushed over, opened his mouth and bit its tail, swung it in a circle and threw it out. The crocodile hit the water and rolled its eyes. It took a long time to recover, and ran away with a cry of pain.
Su He was like a lion among a flock of sheep, chasing after the crocodiles one by one and swung them up and slapped them on the water.
The crocodile that could compete with him half a year ago is now like a chicken.
Su He did not use any magical powers. Only naked hand-to-hand combat was the most effective way to deal with the wild beast.
These guys deserve to be punished. After being beaten up, they recognized their leader and rushed back to Tinghai Lake to expand the crocodile population.
Su He fought all the way from the easternmost to the westernmost part of the shallows, and then fought back from the westernmost part. There were crocodiles that resisted and bit him, and even Fushan Wai Xiang couldn't provoke him.
Even if Su He put away his outer appearance and opened himself up to them to be bitten, it didn't hurt at all.
Some people in the distance and in Ancheng were watching this side stealthily. When they saw Su He beating the crocodile, some applauded while others were worried.
I was afraid that the strange beast outside would drive away the crocodiles and occupy the shallows.
Life becomes even more difficult.
While Su He was beating the crocodile, he saw a Taoist nun standing on the shore, holding a magic sword in her hand and looking at him quietly.
(End of this chapter)