Hu Le picked up the water bag from the ground, leaned on a tree branch, and walked towards the mountains. As he walked, he picked up some small berries from the roadside and stuffed them into his mouth to barely fill his stomach.
In fact, since his birth, he has always lived on wind and dew, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and has never experienced hunger.
Now, with his belly empty and hunger churning, it was a truly novel experience for him.
As the berries were eaten, some were sour, some sweet, and some astringent, offering a myriad of flavors. After barely filling my stomach, the road ahead gradually disappeared, leaving only waist-high wild grass and lush thorns.
As Hu Le struggled forward, he used a branch to poke through the grass and drive away the poisonous insects inside.
After struggling for several more miles, a clear stream appeared ahead. He followed the stream upstream for another three or five miles. As darkness gradually fell, a dark cave entrance finally appeared ahead.
Having reached his destination, he finally felt much more relaxed. He stood at the cave entrance and called out a few times, but there was no response from inside, so it seemed that there were no wild animals hiding there.
He then entered the cave and found that it was no more than two or three zhang high and no more than one zhang wide. The cave was very shallow, and he walked more than ten steps into it before reaching the end.
I sat at the cave entrance and rested for a while, waiting for the sun to set and the sky to be dyed red by the morning glow.
He then gathered some firewood from the side, rubbed the wood together to start a fire, and lit a campfire.
Then, they went into the stream, stirred up some rocks, caught a few small crabs, brought them to the campfire, roasted them, and devoured them.
After a quick dinner, it was completely dark, and the moon hung above the willow branches.
He wove a futon out of dry grass, placed it under himself, and sat cross-legged by the campfire. Then, he drew a wisp of primordial energy, as thin as a hair, from the Xuanhuang Diagram deep within his sea of consciousness. It circulated within his body, beginning to cleanse his meridians and acupoints, and purify the turbidity within his physical body.
It's not that he can't attract more vital energy, but his physical body is too weak. Once he attracts more vital energy, his body can't handle it!
Now, if one wants to cultivate some Taoist skills, one can only take it slowly. First, one must expel the impurities from the body and refine a body suitable for cultivation...
He then settled down in the mountains, spending his days meditating, except when he went out to find food, slowly drawing upon his vital energy to cleanse his body.
As his physical body was gradually transformed and impure energy was continuously expelled, he began to feel much lighter and more agile, as if he were about to fly away. Gradually, he attained the wonders of innate nature.
Once he had completely refined his physical body into a Dao body, he began to work on foundation building.
As the leader of a sect, and possessing the magical power and primordial spirit of the Dao Integration Realm, Foundation Establishment was an extremely simple task for him.
This time, he was preparing to cultivate the Nascent Soul method.
As for foundation building, that can be accomplished in an instant.
That night, the moon was high in the sky, and all was quiet.
He simply drew a wisp of primordial energy from his sea of consciousness, let it circulate within his body, and then inhaled a few mouthfuls of moonlight essence. In an instant, he had already cultivated the first strand of magical power in his body.
From then on, this physical body transcended the mortal realm and embarked on the path of cultivation.
Over the next few days, he was actually able to absorb the spiritual energy in the mountains. However, because he found it troublesome, he directly drew the primordial energy from the Xuanhuang Diagram in his sea of consciousness and continuously refined it into magical power.
In just over ten days, he had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.
With such cultivation, he was confident that he could make his way in the mortal realm.
As for his cultivation level, he wasn't in a hurry.
After all, with his foundation, let alone becoming an immortal, even becoming a Great Luo Dao Lord wouldn't take more than a few years.
Unfortunately, he was always worried that the Space Taoist had not yet left this world and was secretly observing everything in this world.
If he stands out too much, it will be bad if that Space Taoist discovers him.
He was confident that his actions could evade the Space Daoist's divine sense, but if he were to lure the Space Daoist's true form to him, he wasn't so sure he could continue to hide once they were face to face...
Anyway, he didn't have anything urgent to do, so he decided to wander around this world for a while and finally get rid of that space Taoist.
Even if that Space Taoist is persistent and always pays attention to this world.
Then he could simply push his cultivation level to the Great Luo realm, at which point he would have an excuse to secretly leave this world.
From then on, he could fly freely like a bird in the sky and leap freely like a fish in the sea, regaining his original identity...
Having achieved the seventh level of Qi Refining, Hu Le felt that was enough, so he stopped cultivating, got up, and left the cave.
Next, he caught some small fish in the stream, had a hearty meal, and then headed straight out of the mountains.
Before long, he passed through a bamboo forest, turned into the forest, found a bamboo about the thickness of a thumb, cut off a section, made it into a walking stick, and carried it as he continued down the mountain.
As he descended the mountain, he continuously channeled his magical power into the bamboo staff. With the constant cleansing of the magical power, the bamboo staff became increasingly verdant and lovely, appearing from afar as if it were carved from jade, its greenness almost dripping with water.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the foot of the mountain and returned to the mountain path they had been on before. Just then, not far away, beside the grave he had built, stood two masked, burly men holding knives.
In front of the burly man stood a Taoist priest with a half-white beard and shabby clothes.
It seems that these two are robbing the Taoist priest.
"You old bastard! Shut up and hand over your silver right now!"
One of the bandits, who was slightly taller, shouted, while brandishing his long sword in front of the Taoist priest.
Clearly, neither of them noticed Hu Le approaching from behind.
Although the Taoist priest noticed, he merely glanced at Hu Le with a half-smile, then spread his hands towards the two bandits, lazily smiling, "Gentlemen, do you think I, a humble Taoist priest, have any silver on me?"
The two robbers exchanged a glance, realizing they had misjudged him.
The old Taoist priest was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar; he certainly didn't look like a wealthy person.
But since they had already taken action, they felt it would be unlucky to give up now.
"Alas! The two of you in my temple are quite strong. Why do you have to do this business that requires no capital? There are many other things you could do."
Listen to my advice: lay down your butcher's knife now, go home and wash your hands of this life. You might even have a peaceful end in the future.
But if one persists in committing evil deeds, once retribution comes, it will be too late for regrets.
"Hahaha……"
The two bandits laughed disdainfully upon hearing this, finding the old Taoist priest utterly ridiculous. He was clearly on the verge of death, yet he was still trying to persuade them; it was simply absurd.
"retribution?!"
"I've committed many crimes and evil deeds for years, and I really don't know what retribution is," the tall bandit shouted.
Another chimed in, "Exactly! What a load of bull! If there really is such a thing as retribution, let it come! Whatever the retribution may be, I'll take it all."
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh, glancing at the two of them with regret...
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