Of the fifteen, three had poor reputations, so Qi Zhiheng finally selected three sects.
His first choice was the God-Slaying Sect, followed by the Seven Star Pavilion, and lastly the Ten Directions Sect.
The Slaughter God Sect is considered a relatively powerful sect. Although it is weaker than the Heavenly Origin Sect, the Slaughter God Sect is known for its protectiveness of its own members, with the Cloud-Piercing Peak being the most famous. Qi Zhiheng felt that if they could enter the Cloud-Piercing Peak, their whole family might be protected. Of course, this wasn't their only goal. Relatives with other paths could be scattered to different peaks. For example, their uncle Qi Zhenhao could go to Sword Peak, since he was a sword cultivator, which was a major peak. Their grandfather Qi Dong could go to Pill Peak, their grandmother Yang Yao could go to Array Peak, and their uncle Gu Qinglin could go to Weapon Peak. Those without special skills could choose Cloud-Piercing Peak. Thinking about it this way, it wasn't a bad idea. These were all major peaks with a considerable number of people.
After confirming the sect, Qi Zhiheng prepared a large amount of spiritual food rich in spiritual ingredients, and then waited for the Golden Marrow Flower to mature.
Qi Zhiheng prepared a lot of dried meat, all kinds of flavors, for Yang Yitian. Then he started cultivating again. If he could reach the Golden Core stage before the selection, he would undoubtedly have more confidence.
Qi Zhiheng didn't have any further ideas about breaking through, so he went to look up some information about Chaos Spiritual Roots. There was a lot of information, but there was absolutely no specific guidance on how to cultivate them.
The cultivators who inherited the cultivation techniques left behind some insights. Qi Zhiheng had been cultivating according to this method, but it was obvious that the spiritual roots of the two were too different, resulting in some differences in their cultivation methods.
Qi Zhiheng had no choice but to abandon this cultivation method; he subconsciously felt he should change it. The spiritual energy absorbed separately was difficult to gather together to break through to the Golden Core stage.
He looked at his black and white base. As he circulated his spiritual power, the Yin-Yang base began to rotate, looking like a machine that had been activated.
After being absorbed by the various spiritual roots, spiritual energy enters the dantian, and cultivation accumulates very slowly. This process is like the accumulation of water droplets. Not to mention how long it will take to accumulate enough, how to condense this liquid spiritual energy into a pill is also a big problem.
Qi Zhiheng carefully studied the cultivation insights left by the inheritor. The Golden Core stage is a threshold. If one has not chosen the path to take after reaching this stage, it is impossible to successfully form the Golden Core.
This is a ball of liquid spiritual energy that has condensed on Qi Zhiheng's foundation. After the spiritual energy is absorbed by the spiritual root, it will be incorporated into this ball of liquid spiritual energy.
Qi Zhiheng has been using this method since he started cultivating, but now he can't get past the threshold of breaking through to the Golden Core stage, so he has to find a way to change his cultivation method.
After the spiritual energy passed through his spiritual root, it did not immediately enter the spiritual energy clump, but lingered on the base for a while. What role did this rotating base play?
The next second, something strange happened!
The spiritual energy that was originally controlled by Qi Zhiheng spun around on the platform once, then was pulled down by the suction force generated by the platform and disappeared without a trace.
Qi Zhiheng looked puzzled. He had never seen anyone with such ability to set up their own platform. Fortunately, his body did not suffer any accidents after the spiritual energy was absorbed, so it should not be harmful to his body. Therefore, he tried to draw more spiritual energy over to be absorbed by the platform.
In addition to the spiritual energy of various attributes, Qi Zhiheng also attracted spiritual energy of no attribute. The spiritual energy of no attribute more or less made up for the spiritual energy of those scarce attributes. This was much faster than the balance that Qi Zhiheng created on the Xuanling Continent. In order to absorb more spiritual energy, Qi Zhiheng had to take out spiritual objects of various attributes to replenish his own spiritual energy.
Their platform had absorbed a lot of spiritual energy but hadn't changed much. Just when Qi Zhiheng was about to give up, the platform, which had been rotating, suddenly took on a mysterious and ethereal quality.
Qi Zhiheng was somewhat shocked. After observing carefully, he discovered the problem: a layer of gray mist had risen on the platform that had absorbed spiritual energy.
Under Qi Zhiheng's control, these mists were incorporated into the spiritual energy clumps!
The spiritual energy that had been gradually accumulating like water droplets instantly transformed into a stream, increasing its overall speed several times over.
After the spiritual energy was transformed into gray mist through the base, it was as if the energy had changed from one unit to several units or even ten units.
So, does that mean one's own base also has the function of purifying spiritual energy?
Qi Zhiheng watched as the initial gray mist gradually rose and merged into the spiritual energy clump, causing the clump to change. Wisps of gray mist began to rise from the surface of the clump.
The mist gathered more and more around the liquid clump until the surface of the clump was no longer visible.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he probed the liquid mass with his divine sense, he discovered that the original liquid mass had unknowingly transformed into mist.
Qi Zhiheng had considered whether he could still form his core after the liquid mass transformed into gray mist. Forming a core was already difficult when it was liquid; now that it was a cloud of mist, wouldn't it be even harder?
However, his previous cultivation speed was simply too fast, and he was unwilling to consider that this approach might be a wrong option!
The path of cultivation is like walking on thin ice. If one discovers the key to change things but then retreats, one will likely end up with nothing but a life of mediocrity. He can only gamble that his insights this time are correct!
After the spiritual liquid had transformed into a cloud of gray mist, Qi Zhiheng opened his eyes.
He always felt that something was still blocking his path. Now his cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, and he was only one step away from entering that stage.
Qi Zhiheng stood up. Unable to figure it out, and not wanting to remain confined to his room, he decided to go out for a while, hoping to gain different insights. As he walked into the courtyard, he saw the twins, Qi Zhirui and Qi Zhiwu, playing.
"Big brother, you're out of seclusion!" The second brother, Qi Zhirui, dropped the toy he was holding and ran over. Qi Zhiwu also ran over and grabbed one of his clothes.
Qi Zhiheng reached out and patted their heads, asking, "How long have I been in seclusion?"
“One day, two days, one… two, it’s been almost two months, brother.” Qi Zhirui counted and told Qi Zhiheng the answer.
"It's been so long?" Qi Zhiheng had completely lost his sense of time while cultivating.
Qi Zhiwu said, "Second brother, you're really stupid. There are twenty-two days in a month, not two months."
"You've calculated things quite meticulously," Qi Zhiheng praised with a smile. "Well done."
Qi Zhiwu was a little embarrassed by the praise, and his face turned rosy.
Qi Zhirui exposed, "It's not that he's smart, it's that my sister-in-law said it! It wasn't him who said it, my sister-in-law also said that rounding up makes it two months, so it is two months."
Qi Zhiheng was speechless: "Your sister-in-law is telling you all this?" Was Yang Yitian really hoping he'd come out? He secretly felt a strange sense of satisfaction at this thought. It was still a little embarrassing to be thought about like this by someone else.
"Yes, yes, my sister-in-law said he's finished all the spiritual food you made for him, and you're still not out of seclusion. I've heard him say that so many times." Qi Zhirui completely exposed Yang Yitian without any restraint.
Qi Zhiheng: "...That's all your sister-in-law said?"
"He also said that what he makes himself isn't as good as what you make, and there aren't any other spirit chefs at home. Actually, I think the snacks my sister-in-law makes are quite good, very delicious. Why doesn't my sister-in-law like them?" Qi Zhiwu added, seemingly oblivious to the situation.
Qi Zhiheng's feelings were hard to describe. It was like a man who went on a business trip and came back to find that his wife kept saying she wanted him to come back, but when he got back, he found that she just wanted the gift he brought back!
He snorted inwardly. That's just too much!
"Big brother, your jerky is really delicious! I want more." Qi Zhirui slurped his saliva. Qi Zhiheng had never cooked at home before. The only time was when he prepared spiritual food for Yang Yitian, his family got to eat a meal and some jerky.
Seeing the two of them looking at him expectantly, Qi Zhiheng felt embarrassed to refuse, so he said, "I'll go see your sister-in-law first, and then I'll go prepare some food. Would you like to come along?"
Upon hearing that there was food, the twins' eyes lit up. They had already been won over by Qi Zhiheng's cooking, and now they followed him to the courtyard where Yang Yitian lived.
When Yang Yitian saw Qi Zhiheng walking over with two children, he was so excited that he threw the two steamed buns in his hand aside!
Heaven knows, although this is the cultivation world, the ordinary spiritual chefs outside are not as good at handling ingredients as Qi Zhiheng. The dishes they make are barely acceptable in taste, but a lot of spiritual energy is lost.
Skilled spirit chefs are ridiculously expensive, and he can't possibly eat their cooking every single meal! Wouldn't that mean even if Yang Yitian ate like crazy, he still wouldn't have enough to replenish his spiritual energy?
"You're finally out! I'm starving!" Yang Yitian greeted him, rubbing his stomach. He dared not jump up and wrap his legs around Qi Zhiheng's waist now; the situation didn't allow it.
Qi Zhiheng's eyes shifted downwards. Yang Yitian's belly was already slightly protruding, looking a bit like a paunch. With three babies in his belly, it was inevitable that it would be a bit thicker; he was almost four months pregnant now.
Qi Zhiheng asked, "Have you been feeling unwell lately?"
"Yes! I'm starving, I want to eat braised fish! Spicy diced chicken..." Yang Yitian ordered a bunch of dishes and continued, "If you still have to go into seclusion, prepare more dried goods for me. The dried meat you made last time tasted pretty good, make more spicy ones."
As Yang Yitian spoke, he himself began to drool, and the twins kept swallowing their saliva as well.
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