Following Yu Wuwei's guidance, the airflow in his body gradually began to flow slowly along a specific meridian route. After traveling around the body, it finally gathered in his dantian.

After completing one full cycle of this technique, he was already sweating profusely. This practice was such a waste of energy.

Feeling exhausted, Yu Wuwei went to the kitchen, scooped up a ladle of magic water and drank it in big gulps. Only then did he feel his tiredness gradually disappear and he felt energetic again.

Then Yu Wuwei continued to practice and constantly practiced the Changchun Jue.

Practice makes perfect. As Yu Wuwei practiced the technique again and again, the flow of the technique became smoother and smoother, and the warm current became more and more abundant.

However, Yu Wuwei sadly discovered that as he continued to practice, the spiritual energy gathered in his dantian actually decreased instead of increased.

Yu Wuwei didn't believe it and continued to practice until he had practiced dozens of times. Suddenly, an irresistible feeling of fatigue came over him. Yu Wuwei knew it was time to go back, so he had to accept his fate and fall asleep.

An unknown amount of time passed before Yu Wuwei woke up again, only to find that his entire body was stinking. He was ten times more miserable than the last time he had his meridians and marrow cleansed. His underwear was stained with all the dirt and could no longer be worn.

Yu Wuwei hurried into the bathroom and washed his whole body.

At first, Yu Wuwei was so busy taking a shower that he didn't notice it. When he was halfway through his shower, he suddenly realized that he was now practicing the Changchun Jue on its own without any guidance from him.

Feeling it carefully, Yu Wuwei found that his body was much lighter than yesterday, and he felt full of strength with every breath.

As the Changchun Jue continued to operate on its own, the spiritual energy in the Dantian finally decreased to a certain critical point and then slowly began to increase again.

Yu Wuwei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand why his spiritual energy had decreased, he was relieved that it would eventually return to normal.

What Yu Wuwei didn't know was that although he had undergone several rounds of hair and marrow cleansing and meridian cleansing, the improvement effect of the earthly immortal fruit and the immortal vegetables grown in the mortal world on his body was not thorough. He had also worn the immortal stone for too short a time, and his body still contained many impurities. He did not meet the conditions for cultivating immortality, and naturally could not store spiritual energy normally.

The disappearance of spiritual energy is due to two reasons: one is that the physical condition is not up to standard and is full of holes that cannot retain spiritual energy; the other is that all the spiritual energy is used to flush the body and improve the physical condition.

As the spiritual energy continues to flow through the body, all harmful or useless impurities in the body are expelled from the body, and then the meridians throughout the body are slowly nourished, making them tough and perfect, able to withstand the circulation of the spiritual energy.

After the physical condition has improved, it will gradually return to normal. The spiritual energy will no longer leak out and no longer need to be used to improve the body.

Yu Wuwei didn't think too much about it, as long as the result was good, that was enough.

As for why the technique ran on its own, he had no idea, but it was a good thing anyway. The technique running on its own saved him a lot of time, and he no longer had to choose a time to practice on his own.

But then Yu Wuwei discovered that his cultivation efficiency was far lower than at night. He thought it was because he had returned to the mortal world.

Yu Wuwei washed his whole body, changed into a clean set of clothes, threw the unbearably smelly clothes he had just taken off into the trash can, and then continued to practice the Changchun Jue with all his heart.

As the saying goes, steel is made through repeated tempering. At the beginning of cultivation, what is stored in the dantian is just spiritual energy. This spiritual energy needs to be circulated throughout the body for 86 cycles before it can finally condense into a small trace of magic power. Only when magic power is formed can one be considered to have stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals. After that, the remaining five elements can activate the simplest magic weapon.

Each circulation of spiritual energy is a process of removing impurities and refining it. To run it for a full eighty-one days without being completely depleted is a considerable undertaking. It needs to be replenished continuously and cannot be cut off.

Only when Yu Wuwei calmed down to practice did he discover that during his independent practice, his speed was more than three times faster than the free-range form of the exercises.

This made Yu Wuwei extremely surprised. This way, the time it would take him to cultivate his magic power would be greatly shortened. He secretly decided to practice the technique whenever he had time.

As Yu Wuwei concentrated all his energy and tried his best to practice continuously, finally, after practicing for countless cycles, a small amount of magic power finally appeared in his dantian.

Yu Wuwei was extremely surprised. Although it was only a small hint, once it was started, the road ahead would be easier.

Cultivating magical powers means that he has officially stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, and he can easily activate the magic weapons extorted from those naughty kids, and Lan Caihe's wine jug can also be opened.

After running for nine cycles, Yu Wuwei opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was already bright outside.

After taking a breath of fresh morning air, Yu Wuwei went downstairs and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Yu Wuwei suddenly found a man taking a nap on the steps in front of his house.

Yu Wuwei was stunned for a moment. Isn't this Chef Lu, the knife-skilled assistant chef in the kitchen? Why is he here?

Yu Wuwei patted his shoulder gently and said, "Chef Lu, Chef Lu, wake up, wake up."

After several claps, Chef Lu finally raised his head and opened his sleepy eyes.

"Wake up, Chef Lu, why don't you go home and sleep? What are you doing sitting here?"

As soon as Chef Lu saw the young boss's face, he rubbed his eyes. After confirming that he was not dreaming, he immediately stood up and grabbed Yu Wuwei's arm and said, "Young boss, please open the door. Uh--"

It was because he stood up too quickly, his brain was congested and his vision was blurred. If Yu Wuwei hadn't supported him, he would have almost fallen on the stairs.

Yu Wuwei helped him into the house, sat him on a chair, poured him a glass of boiled water, and said, "Don't be impatient, talk slowly."

Chef Lu took a big sip of water, feeling much more energetic. He spoke unnaturally, "Young Boss, last night after get off work, I left my phone and wallet at the store when I was changing. I only realized when I got home that my keys were in my wallet!"

"I went back to the store to get it, but no matter how much I knocked and shouted, no one answered, let alone opened the door, so I couldn't get in. I had no money and no phone, so I had no choice but to wait at the door for you, boss, to open it!"

Yu Wuwei touched his nose awkwardly when he heard that. He was in heaven at the time, so of course he couldn't hear Chef Lu knocking on the door and shouting.

However, Chef Lu's words did explain one of his doubts. It turned out that after he and the restaurant entered the heaven, the restaurant in the mortal world did not disappear, but was just closed. No one could enter, and of course no one would answer the door.