Immortal Cultivation Simulator
Dawn breaks and the first light of day appears.
In the house at No. 8-8, Street 8, District 8, a girl sat cross-legged, her Qi sinking into her Dantian, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. She was drawing Qi into her body.
However, from her painful expression, it was clear that her attempt to draw the Qi into her body was unsuccessful.
This is her thirteenth year of drawing Qi into her body.
It is also the eighteenth year since she came to this world. She does not belong to this Dharma-Ending Age, but comes from the modern Blue Star.
She traveled through time and space as a baby and was abandoned in the wilderness. It was the kind-hearted Grandma Qian who picked her up and named her Qianluo after her surname.
At the beginning, when she came to this world and found that she could practice cultivation here, she was so excited that she thought she could finally fly with a sword, move mountains and fill the sea, and be omnipotent like in novels!
But she thought too much. She came to an era with scarce spiritual energy. Most people had four or five spiritual roots, and a few were monks. They were superior to others and enjoyed privileges.
People without spiritual roots or with useless spiritual roots have a hard time living.
In the Dharma Ending Age, five-year-old children would be sent to the ancestral temple to have their spiritual roots tested. Ever since she was diagnosed with five spiritual roots, she had been cultivating day and night, hoping to one day become a full-fledged cultivator.
However, thirteen years later, her daily perseverance seemed like a joke. Whenever she closed her eyes, sank her Qi into her Dantian, and focused on the Yuan and Oneness, she would see a few tiny dots of colorful light and try to get closer to the spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy would just pass by her in boredom and finally disappear.
Those colorful spots of light are aura.
In today's Dharma-Ending Age, spiritual energy is scarce and cultivation is not easy, especially for her, who has five spiritual roots. In the eyes of others, she is no different from an ordinary person and can only work all day long in exchange for a meager income.
She had never been to other areas and was like a bird in a cage, deprived of her freedom. All she did all day was work and practice.
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Qian Luo let out a long sigh, ended her training, had a simple breakfast, did some boxing, and felt refreshed all over. After taking a shower, she changed into a short-sleeved shirt and long pants.
Boxing is a morning activity for most people, usually to strengthen their bodies. Only with a healthy body can we survive in this panic-stricken world.
This is an era where cultivation and technology go hand in hand, but there are no tall buildings rising from the ground, nor a wide variety of electronic products. There are only low courtyards and people with numb expressions.
A middle-aged woman was hanging out the laundry. Seeing her get up, she immediately smiled and greeted her, "Xiao Luo, are you up? Have you prepared the rent?"
Wang Wenxiu, who lives in the house next door at No. 8-9, is also a mortal with five spiritual roots but has not yet drawn Qi into her body. She is already in her thirties, but the daily work and worries make her look like she is in her forties.
"Auntie Wenxiu, good morning!" Qianluo greeted with a smile, wondering why she was asking about the rent.
In District 8, "rent" refers to the cost of renting a house and Reiki fees.
Every breath of spiritual energy they took required payment, as it was bestowed upon them by the District Chief as alms to the mortals. They needed to be grateful and prostrate themselves before him.
Rent is a huge burden on everyone.
Wang Wenxiu quietly approached her and whispered, "I heard the situation has been tense lately, so our rent is going up again. How are we going to survive?"
Qianluo frowned: "What do you mean the price is going up again? But didn't they just increase it a while ago?"
Wang Wenxiu could only comfort her, "That's right! But listen to me! The rent and conditions in District 8 are already better than those in District 9."
"You don't know! A while ago, a distant relative of mine's son, Xiaoxing, accidentally fell into a teleportation array and went to District 9. After returning, he almost lost his life! He's still lying at home, his life or death uncertain! This shows that the situation in District 9 is much worse than ours in District 8!"
The area she is in is the 8th district of Tianyan Continent, which is often referred to as the "lower three districts".
As the name suggests, this is an inferior area, gathering a large number of cultivators with four and five spiritual roots and mortals without spiritual roots.
There are nine districts in Tianyan Continent: the upper three districts, the middle three districts, and the lower three districts. Each district is guarded by a district chief of different cultivation levels.
The "9th District" mentioned by Wang Wenxiu is also the lower three districts, but the connection between each area is cut off. Only people who accidentally fall into the teleportation array occasionally go to different places.
The ranking of each area also corresponds to the ranking of spiritual energy. For example, in the lower three areas, the ranking of spiritual energy from high to low is Area 7, Area 8, and Area 9.
The cultivation levels of the district chiefs in each large area are different. For example, the chiefs in the upper three areas are Yuanying ancestors, the chiefs in the middle three areas are Jindan masters, and the chiefs in the lower three areas are foundation-building masters.
Each small area also corresponds to a corresponding small level. For example, the cultivation level of the district chief of District 9 is the late foundation building stage, the cultivation level of the district chief of District 8 is the middle foundation building stage, and the lowest level District 9 is the early foundation building stage.
As district chiefs, they are not allowed to leave the area at will. Although the spiritual energy here is not as abundant as other areas, as district chiefs, they can enjoy the unique conditions for cultivation.
Once he breaks through to a higher level, he can report it to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, which will send someone to take over his position, and the former district chief can then go to a higher-level area.
It is easy to go down, but difficult to go up.
After Wang Wenxiu comforted Qianluo, she muttered to herself, "I heard the rent is going to go up to 300 spirit beads per person. What should we do? How can our family of three save up so much money? 300 spirit beads per person, 900 spirit beads for three people, that's 9 low-grade spirit stones a month!"
Spirit stones are divided into low-grade, medium-grade and high-grade. The lower three areas naturally use low-grade spirit stones or cheaper spirit beads.
Wang Wenxiu was so anxious that she slapped her thigh: "This is really killing me!"
It's no wonder that Aunt Wang Wenxiu is anxious. Her daughter, Wang Siyu, is only ten years old. She was diagnosed with three spiritual roots when she was five years old, which is much better than those with five or four spiritual roots. As long as they invest resources in it, they will definitely be able to draw qi into their bodies.
After drawing the Qi into the body, you can become a true cultivator.
This can be understood as getting a job as a civil servant and having a stable job.
Wang Wenxiu and her husband Wang Wutong gave all their resources to their daughter, hoping that she could draw Qi into her body as soon as possible and break through the first level of Qi training!
Therefore, the couple worked hard to earn more spirit beads for their child. However, the monthly housing expenses were enough to crush them, not to mention the magic tools, elixirs, talismans, and other skills. There was no money left to buy them!
"However, fortunately, my old Wang and your brother went to the mountains to look for spiritual herbs today. I hope today is a good day and we can find something valuable! Even if we can't eat it, we can sell it!"
She clasped her hands together and bowed towards the distant mountains, her eyes devout: "Ancestor, please bless our Old Wang to find something valuable!"
Qianluo's gaze also fell on the mountain in the distance. That mountain was the most common mountain in District 8, but there were occasionally uncommon spiritual herbs, spiritual springs, and spiritual rabbits in it. Some people even walked into the place where some Qigong masters had passed away, suddenly became rich, and left District 8.
Therefore, many people go into the mountains, hoping to be favored by fate.
In comparison, spiritual herbs can still be found. The places where they grow are extremely hidden. They are green in color, emitting a lustrous luster, and exuding spiritual energy and light visible to the naked eye.
As long as you see it, you can pick it, it's not difficult.
But the problem is that it is extremely difficult to find. Many people who go into the mountains return empty-handed. As long as you find it, you are not far from drawing the Qi into your body.
Spiritual herbs contain rich spiritual energy, which is beneficial for drawing energy into the body. If you don't use them yourself, you can also sell them for a good price.
"Xiao Luo, today is your birthday. Your brother told me early this morning that he hopes to pick this magical herb as your birthday present." Wang Wenxiu patted her shoulder. "You two siblings have such a great relationship! If only Grandma Qian were still here, she could celebrate your birthday today. Anyway, I miss her a little bit. The old lady is really..."
When he said the last part, he almost choked up.
Grandma Qian not only adopted Qian Luo, but also another baby boy, Qian Ruixue, who was not much older than herself and served as her brother to protect her.
Grandma Qian passed away a few years ago. She was kind-hearted and had been with Wang Wenxiu for more than ten years. When Wang Wenxiu and Wang Wutong were busy with work, she often helped take care of the children.
Today happened to be Qianluo's eighteenth birthday. Wang Wenxiu pulled her into the house and said, "Xiaoluo, look! I bought some flour to make longevity noodles today. When they come back, regardless of whether they find the spiritual herb or not, the five of us can sit together and celebrate."
The small house has two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. It is extremely narrow, a bit like an old, dilapidated house in an alley. The kitchen is too small for two people to cook.
Qianluo saw the bag of white flour, and her amber eyes softened a little: "Auntie Wenxiu, thank you."
She could tell this wasn't just ordinary flour; it was spirit flour, possessing a small amount of spiritual energy. Eating spirit food was good for them, and some of it could be sold for 100 spirit beads in restaurants!
Wenxiu was really thoughtful. She had just saved up some spirit beads from her part-time job some time ago.
She took out a bag of spirit beads: "This..."
Wang Wenxiu hurriedly evaded the question: "Hey, hey, why did you pay me back? Today is your birthday, I don't charge you for a good day!"
She made an excuse: "I've been really busy these days, and it's rare for me to have some free time. My girl is probably still playing outside, so you sit down for a while. I'll go get her to come back for lunch."
She left in a hurry, fearing that Qianluo would give her the spirit pearl. She thought to herself that this girl looked cold but warm-hearted. She was really a good girl. It was a pity that she had five spirit roots like them.
Ordinary people with five spiritual roots have a very hard time living in these three lower areas.
She would help as much as she could, which was also a way to repay Grandma Qian's kindness.
Qianluo felt a warm feeling in her heart as she watched Wang Wenxiu leave. She stuffed a bag of spirit beads under Wang Wenxiu's pillow in her bedroom. She knew Wang Wenxiu's family had a hard time, and that bag of flour would also require a lot of spirit beads.
But by noon, they still hadn't returned. Qianluo walked out of the door and felt a flash before her eyes.
Today's sun was no different from the sun of the past, yet it seemed a little different. The midday sun hung high in the sky, emitting a scorching light, baking the earth, and circles of light quickly spread out.
She was dazzled by the golden halo, and her eyes blurred. Suddenly, she heard what Grandma Qian said to her. It was quite childish, and she treated it as a fairy tale.
"That day at noon, I was pulling radishes on the mountain when suddenly a golden light flashed before my eyes. Then a baby girl appeared from the radish. It was you! Little Qianluo, my dear daughter!"
The baby girl is now eighteen years old.
Today is her eighteenth birthday.
And the sun seemed to have brought its gifts as well.
[Ding Di——Host detected! ]
【Didi——Binding in progress!】
[Ding Di - Congratulations to the host, activating the Immortal Cultivation Simulator! ]
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