Chapter 4: The serious attitude towards the path of cultivation always gave Ying Bu Ran a false impression...
Ying Bu Ran had thought that he might not be that talented, or that his qualifications were very poor, but he never thought that he was completely unable to practice.
Are all destiny bodies like this?
Sect Master Luo Wangqing sighed again and pointed at the crystal, explaining, "Look, this crystal is used to test whether a person has the aptitude or the conditions to build a strong foundation. Your aptitude determines how far you can go on this path, and your foundation is the very basis of your cultivation."
"...Does this mean that I don't have even the slightest foundation?" Ying Bu Ran asked with some disappointment.
Luo Wangqing nodded: "Yes, no. Without a foundation, you can't draw Qi into your body, let alone condense spiritual energy into your body for cultivation."
"But you don't have to worry. You are a destiny body. Stay in Liuyun Sect. We will always do our best to ensure your safety and will not let the ghost tribe get close to you again."
Ying Bu Ran thought about it for a while, and always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, combined with the look in Luo Wangqing's eyes when he looked at her.
To confirm her thoughts, she changed the subject and asked, "Aren't you afraid that my misfortune won't reach you?"
"No, you don't have to worry about that. Just stay here with peace of mind." Luo Wangqing said.
"But if you really want to practice, I remember there is another way." Zhao Qingxun, who had been watching from the sidelines, spoke, attracting the attention of both of them.
In addition to being surprised, Ying Bu Ran also secretly observed Luo Wangqing. Luo Wangqing seemed very dissatisfied with what Zhao Qingxun said, and there was a hint of blame in his eyes when he looked at her.
Zhao Qingxun acted as if he hadn't noticed Luo Wangqing's gaze and continued, "If you don't have a foundation, I can use my blood and essence to build one. Although the path won't be very far, at least I can enter the Dao."
Although Ying Bu Ran had never touched anything related to cultivation, things like essence and blood sounded very valuable.
Therefore, Ying Bu Ran subconsciously asked, "Does this have any impact on you?"
"At the very least, she will suffer from a lack of essence and blood for a period of time, and her cultivation will be damaged. At worst, her own foundation will be damaged." Luo Wangqing answered directly, his tone was flat but concealed deep dissatisfaction and disapproval.
Upon hearing this, Ying Bu Ran immediately rejected the proposal: "No! I don't accept this approach."
Zhao Qingxun was silent for a moment, then continued with his decision with remarkable resolve: "But this is the only way right now. And if you can truly embark on the path of cultivation, you'll also have some self-protection abilities."
"Our sect is safe enough. We can keep her safe without her having to protect herself." Luo Wangqing frowned.
Zhao Qingxun shook his head and disagreed. "There's no such thing as an impenetrable wall in this world. Besides, she has a destiny body. Laying the foundation for her destiny body won't have much of a negative impact on me."
The two argued for a while longer, with Ying Bu Ran giving them no time to get a word in. In the end, Luo Wangqing was persuaded by Zhao Qingxun and stepped back, remaining silent.
Zhao Qingxun looked at Ying Bu Ran. Ying Bu Ran hesitated for a moment and then shook his head: "I don't want to profit by hurting others."
Besides, she already owed Zhao Qingxun a lot and didn't want to owe her anything anymore.
"This isn't just helping you, it's helping us too. The safety of your destiny body is of paramount importance to us. I hope you understand."
Finally, after Zhao Qingxun repeatedly assured him that it would not have any impact on him and that he would only be weak for a few days, Ying Bu Ran agreed.
According to Zhao Qingxun, he would not leave the sect during those days, and he could also bring Ying Bu Ran into the sect.
Luo Wangqing was in charge of constructing the formation and presiding over it. She was Zhao Qingxun's master and the person with the highest cultivation level in Liuyun Sect. Having her do it would ensure the best possible protection for the two of them.
The process of building the foundation was not an easy task for them. Ying Bu Ran was numbed by the pain and simply followed Zhao Qingxun's guidance to build the foundation based on instinct.
At the moment the foundation was established, Ying Bu Ran fainted from exhaustion. Before she passed out, she vaguely heard words like "punishment" and "mistake."
Maybe they are afraid that something might go wrong and affect Zhao Qingxun himself, so they want to punish him?
If there really is a punishment, she hopes it will be her rather than Zhao Qingxun. After all, she is the beneficiary and it is also what she wants to practice.
Because he had been thinking about this matter before he fell into a coma, the first thing Ying Bu Ran asked after waking up was whether Zhao Qingxun had suffered any punishment.
Zhao Qingxun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head to indicate no: "Don't worry, the process went smoothly. I also recovered during the time you were asleep. Nothing happened."
"That's good." Ying Bu Ran breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Zhao Qingxun was fine.
Then there was another question: "Why are you so nice to me? Even at the cost of hurting yourself, is it really worth it?" Ying Bu Ran was still very confused as to why she did this.
Zhao Qingxun's smile froze on her face and slowly faded. She lowered her brows and said nothing, only vaguely saying "I want to make amends."
But she didn't say a word about why she had to make amends or what she had to make up for.
Ying Bu Ran did not ask any further questions, but buried this question deep in his heart and it did not disappear.
Zhao Qingxun also asked her a few questions, all about her body. After confirming that there was no problem, Zhao Qingxun took Ying Bu Ran's hand and led her to control her spiritual power and draw the energy into her body.
A bluish-white ball of gas was suspended in the palm of Ying Bu Ran's hand. Ying Bu Ran was amazed at the ball of gas and couldn't help but touch it with his other hand.
The air mass was very close to her and surrounded her almost the moment her hand touched it.
"Congratulations! From now on, you have truly embarked on the path of cultivating immortals." Zhao Qingxun's voice, with some relief, came from above her head, and then her head was rubbed again, with very light force.
When being touched on the head like this, Ying Bu Ran always had a very strange feeling, as if he was facing an... elder?
Ying Bu Ran glanced at Zhao Qingxun again secretly, then immediately lowered his head.
What was she thinking? How could it be a relationship between an elder and a younger person? Zhao Qingxun clearly didn't look old at all!
It turned out that he was confused due to sleep.
"By the way, you've already drawn Qi into your body, and you've begun your journey to immortality. You're now in the Qi Training Stage, and you can choose a Taoist method to cultivate." Zhao Qingxun said, then moved to his bookshelf, selected a scroll from a box, and said, "Senluo Jue. This technique symbolizes life and has a strong healing ability. It's also good at restraining things, making it perfect for you."
Ying Bu Ran took the scroll and felt that he really didn't know how to repay Zhao Qingxun.
Seeing that she seemed a little at a loss, Zhao Qingxun came over and helped her open the scroll.
The distance between them was so close that Ying Bu Ran could even feel Zhao Qingxun's warm breath and hear her heartbeat. For a moment, he was a little dazed and his ears felt a little hot.
Zhao Qingxun opened the scroll, but didn't feel Ying Bu Ran move. He turned his head and saw that the boy's face was a little red. He asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Ying Bu Ran came back to her senses and shook her head repeatedly: "No, no." She looked away guiltily at the scroll, but her face was filled with confusion as she looked at the words on it.
She had never seen the words on it before, and they were completely different from the words her mother taught her when she was alive.
Looking at her confused expression, Zhao Qingxun realized that Ying Bu Ran could not understand the Taoist texts. She always forgot that Ying Bu Ran was different from those of them who grew up in the sect, and no one had ever taught her these things.
It was her fault.
"Sorry, I forgot that you don't know Taoist texts. Next, I will teach you to recognize Taoist texts first, and then you can practice Taoism after you know them." Zhao Qingxun said, but did not put away the Senluo Jue, but took out a small ring.
Zhao Qingxun held the ring and said seriously, "This is a storage ring. You can put things in it. Drop blood on it and it will recognize you."
She put the storage ring on Ying Bu Ran's hand, and her serious attitude always gave Ying Bu Ran an illusion, as if she was wearing another kind of ring on her hand.
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