Chapter 2.
This this this ……
Wang Dust was more than familiar with it.
What he had just exhaled and presented in his field of vision was precisely the character panel of the handheld game he had previously spent a month on – “Immortal Cultivation”!
Wang Chen couldn’t help but feel numb.
Could it be that he had traveled into the middle of the game?
Spinning around, he shook his head.
Because the background setting and storyline in the game was very different from this side of the world.
There wasn’t much comparison.
But the existence of the Immortal Cultivation Panel was real and unmistakable.
Wang Dust looked closely and realized that his own Immortal Cultivation Panel was still a simplified version with a lot less content.
It was just ……
Why are the four basic attributes so low except for Divine Soul!
Physique, Root Bone, Enlightenment and Divine Soul, the points for the four major attributes, needed to be established by rolling a die when creating a new number in Cultivating Immortality.
Wang Chen had rolled many times and the total number of points had never been less than 25.
Now it only added up to 17 points.
Especially the Root Bone and Enlightenment were ridiculously low.
Wang Chuan finally realized.
The original owner, as a “pseudo-cultivator second generation”, started forging the body and building the foundation at a young age.
And then entered the outer door of the Yunyang sect for five years.
But is still only a qi cultivation third layer small cultivator.
Root bones and enlightenment are too low!
The impact of poor root bones and low enlightenment on cultivation was really too great, in addition to the difficulty in breaking through the realm, even the speed of practicing arts and techniques was a whole lot worse than others.
The four skills mastered by the original owner were all at the lowest entry level.
It could be called the five dregs of war!
But Wang Dust was not discouraged by this.
Even if he was weak, he was still a cultivator who had entered the Immortal Sect and had unlimited possibilities in the future.
Moreover, Wang Chen had a vague feeling that the Immortal Cultivation Panel wouldn’t just be used to display his attributes.
Thinking about it again and again, Wang Chen tried to close the Immortal Cultivation Panel.
This can be studied slowly, the serious thing is that now he is starving and his stomach is thundering, and he needs to sacrifice to the Five Viscera Temple urgently.
Coming to the kitchen next door to the main room, Wang Chuan scooped out a spoonful of spirit grain from the rice storage jar.
A spoonful of spirit grain is almost a catty.
It was also the amount of food that the original body usually had for a meal.
After putting it into the earthen stove pot, he thought about adding another half spoon.
Then he added three more spoons of sweet mountain spring water.
Building a fire to start the stove.
As the pot boiled away, white vapor mist lingered in the tiny kitchen.
The unique aroma of grain rice permeated the air.
Sitting in front of the stove, Wang Dust took a long deep breath.
Feeling even hungrier!
After boiling the Spirit Valley with great difficulty, he couldn’t wait to lift the lid of the pot and ladle the steaming grain rice into a large bowl full of it.
He started eating!
Although he was already starving at this point.
But Wang Chen still followed the original owner’s habit of chewing a mouthful of grain rice on the left and right side of his mouth twenty-seven times.
Chew the hard shells of the grain finely, so that the liquid in the mouth and the rice fully mixed.
Then swallow it.
This is from the ancient chewing method, is conducive to the digestion of the ingredients contained in the spiritual qi and nutrients.
In addition to maximize the avoidance of grain shells piercing the throat.
Eating grain with shells is not that Wang Chen is so lazy that he does not want to pound rice.
Rather, spiritual food is rare.
Not a single bit of it should be wasted!
The ten acres of lower-grade spirit field allocated to him by Yunyang Sect was planted with white jade rice.
White Jade Rice matured twice a year, with a total yield of around six hundred pounds per mu.
With favorable winds and rains and no accidents, he would be able to harvest six thousand pounds of spirit grain every year.
However, Wang Chen also needed to surrender four thousand five hundred pounds of spirit grain to the sect.
A fixed amount of four thousand five hundred pounds.
That is to say, no matter how good Wang Chen is at farming, he must give this much spirit grain to Yunyang Sect every year anyway.
If you don’t finish, get lost.
Don’t look at the spirit planting husband is doing hard labor work.
But outside of the mountain gate, I don’t know how many loose cultivators want this “beautiful job”!
Of course, if Wang Chen harvested more than six thousand pounds of spirit grain, then the extra portion would be his.
But this was almost impossible.
Because the spiritual field assigned to him was located at the outermost edge of the Yunyang Spiritual Land, the spiritual qi was weak and the soil quality was ordinary.
In order to maintain an annual yield of six thousand pounds, the original owner had already exerted a flood of strength.
The slightest mishap, the spiritual grains left for his family might not be enough.
And even if you get the full amount of fifteen hundred pounds of self-reserved spirit grain, the basic consumption of three pounds a day cannot be reduced.
Plus the daily exchange of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy, vinegar, and tea to Yunshan City.
As well as the resources necessary for cultivation.
There wasn’t much left to accumulate.
In such a tight situation, how could one possibly have the “luxury” of eating hulled spirit rice?
Spiritual rice is certainly more delicious than spiritual grain.
But a catty of grain only produces eight two rice, Wang dust really can not afford to consume!
Although the husk of the grain is hard to eat, it also contains a little spiritual energy.
And it’s easy to satiate the stomach.
A big pot of cooked spirit grain, all by Wang dust on a dish of home foot pickles.
Destroyed cleanly.
“Burp~”
With a satisfied burp, Wang Dust cleaned up the pots, spoons, and dishes.
Then he went to the main room.
His family’s house was small.
The main room of about thirty square meters was divided into a bedroom and a quiet room, and apart from a bed, a cabinet, and a table and chairs, there was no decent furniture.
In the quiet room, there was only an old futon on the floor.
Wang Chen sat down cross-legged on the futon.
He began his three times a day gongfu cultivation.
After a meal is the best time to cultivate, and can maximize the absorption and digestion of the Spirit Valley’s spiritual qi and nutrients.
Nourishing himself and strengthening his dantian.
Wang Chen was only at the third level of qi cultivation, and was still far away from opening up the violet mansion by penetrating the top orifice.
If he cultivated by absorbing the free spiritual qi from the outside world, the efficiency would be too poor.
It’s not like he could afford to buy pills and spirit gathering formations.
So he could only rely on spirit food to support his daily cultivation.
Discarding the disturbing thoughts in his mind, Wang Chen sunk his qi into his dantian and silently practiced his gong method, pulling out a strand of pure mana to travel up the hundreds of veins.
It flowed endlessly in all the limbs and bones.
The peristaltic speed of the stomach quietly accelerated, the Spirit Valley decomposition of the spiritual qi was a little bit condensed.
Turned into mana to be stored in the dantian.
This cycle repeats itself.
[Five Elements Technique – Experience +1]
A message that suddenly appeared in the field of vision caused Wang Chen to wake up from his deepest state of immersion.
He suddenly realized that he had completed this cultivation.
Stroking his chin, Wang Chen called out the Immortal Cultivation Panel.
His attention focused on the [Gong Technique] column.
[Five Elements Merit (Third Level): 299/300]
It hasn’t changed at all from earlier!
Wang Dust instantly broke his defense.
If the Cultivation Panel was a person and Wang Dust still had a gun in his hand.
Then he would definitely choke the other person’s neck and hold the gun to the other person’s head, “It wasn’t you kid, who ate all the favors the Locust Army gave me back!”
The Spirit Valley was dried for one and a half kilograms, and the gong method was cultivated for twelve weeks.
As a result, there was no progress.
Even if there was no progress, was the message prompt of [Five Elements Gong – Experience +1] a tease?
锛媁here is the +? Where is the sea cucumber?
KAM!
Wang Chen forced himself to calm down.
He followed his memory and clenched his hand with a magic spell, and his fingertips were flooded with points of limpid aura.
“Go!”
Flexing his fingers, the spirit light scattered and flew in all directions, soundlessly drifting down to every corner of the quiet room.
The room was instantly cleansed of dust and ash.
It was clean and dry!
[Cleansing Technique-Experience +1]
Seeing the message prompt, Wang Dust hurriedly called out the Immortal Cultivation Panel again.
[Cleansing Art (Introductory): 86/100]
Added 1 point!
Wang Dust instantly realized.
It wasn’t that the system had swallowed the benefits he deserved.
Rather, this body was too weak and crummy, stuck at the bottleneck of the technique and unable to break through!