Chapter 63 Cang Li did not return to the large cave…
Cang Li did not return to the large cave, but subconsciously entered the small cave left by Tai Qing, sat on the futon placed on the stone bed, and quietly closed his eyes to think.
This time, only ordinary witches came, so they weren't that threatening. However, not all witches are ordinary. She vaguely remembered that the ancient witches were different from other races. Legend has it that the witches were formed from the essence of Pangu's blood, and were extremely powerful. They were led by the twelve ancestral witches and were divided into great witches and ordinary witches.
Even ordinary members of the Wu tribe could be seen to be much stronger than humans. Cang Li's current concern was not whether the dead were frightening, but rather the possibility that the Wu tribe would discover that humans could produce enough food, thus allowing them to conquer humans en masse.
Humanity needs to increase its military strength and has enough power to fight against all dangers.
Cang Li opened her eyes and looked at her palms. For the first time, she regretted that she had focused on learning the minor spells that could save her the effort of farming, instead of taking the time to learn spells that could be used for attack.
Her collector system shop didn't have any powerful counterattack spells refreshed, and the collector's collection points were no longer increasing. In other words, the collector was no longer helping Cang Li's current situation except as a storage bag.
Cang Li took out the Xuanyuan Sword and began to brandish it in the cave. It didn't matter; she still had the Xuanyuan Sword. The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan could defeat Chiyou with just one sword, and she could use this sword to protect the peace of the human race.
Zhong and Jie peered anxiously into the cave entrance. They had spent the most time with Cang Li and had been raised by him, so they naturally noticed that something was wrong with him earlier. They felt that Cang Li seemed to have been frightened by something, his face was very pale, and he returned to the cave without saying a word.
Both of them were very worried. They couldn't understand what their powerful older sister could possibly be afraid of.
Cang Li practiced her swordplay once, then slowly exhaled. It was alright, she could do it.
Just as he was about to continue, Cang Li saw two worried little heads peering inside from the doorway. Cang Li sheathed his sword, went out, and pinched Jie Hezhong's cheek:
"What are you doing here? Where are Ji and Yu? Why aren't you cultivating?"
The crowd looked up at Cang Li and said, "Sister, Jie and I have come to see you."
Cang Li felt a warmth in her heart: "I'm fine, I was just thinking about the future, don't worry about me."
Jie held Cang Li's hand and said, "But Sister looks terrible."
Cang Li touched her face. Was her expression really that bad just now?
"I'm fine. I was just having some trouble figuring things out earlier, but I'm all right now. Now, everyone, you must cultivate diligently and not slack off, understand?"
The two girls nodded in agreement. They understood, of course, that by cultivating diligently and improving their cultivation, they could protect their elder sister and stay with her for a long, long time.
Cang Li stood up straight and looked at the sun in the sky. She couldn't interfere in the conflict between the demon race and the witch race, but if it affected the human race, she would definitely fight back.
A sense of crisis washed over Cang Li. In this tense situation, Cang Li gave up sleeping at night and focused on meditating in the small cave to accelerate the absorption of spiritual energy. She thought that if her attack methods were not enough, she would make up for it with her cultivation. Her cultivation was high enough that even if others attacked, they would not be able to break through the protective power brought by her cultivation.
When Cang Li got serious, she absorbed spiritual energy much faster than before. It was then that Cang Li realized she was wasting such a talented body.
The first person Nuwa successfully created was born with a Daoist physique, giving him a significant advantage. With just a little cultivation, attaining Dao was just around the corner.
Cang Li exhaled and entered a meditative state, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse his body's meridians.
This repeated flushing of the meridians is actually a way of refining the body. Cang Li instinctively wants to make his body stronger to make up for his lack of attack power.
Cang Li's primordial spirit was also slowly cultivating. Humans not only cultivate their physical bodies, but also their primordial spirits. A portion of the spiritual energy absorbed by Cang Li entered his divine soul to support his primordial spirit's cultivation.
In a daze, Cang Li felt a sense of floating, swaying and drifting, as if he had left his body and was wandering between heaven and earth.
After this state lasted for a while, Cang Li gradually regained his senses and found himself in a vast world. The ground was covered with endless green grass interspersed with colorful wildflowers, and a thousand meters away in the center was a large tree with white leaves that emitted a gentle light.
The tree canopy stretched for hundreds of meters, covering that area of land.
Cang Li was taken aback. Wasn't she meditating and cultivating? How did she end up in this strange place?
However, this place made Cang Li feel at ease. She liked it here, and the big tree looked very welcoming.
Cang Li slowly walked towards the big tree, and arrived at its base after about ten minutes.
The tree was indeed very large. Cang Li stood under the tree, looking as small as an ant. A gentle breeze came, and the leaves of the tree rustled. Some leaves gently fell on Cang Li's hair, face, and clothes.
Cang Li picked up a leaf in his hand, sat down on the spot, and quietly looked at this vast expanse of land and sky.
It's very quiet here, allowing me to completely calm down and think. Unlike outside, this is... her primordial spirit, or you could say her spiritual world.
Cang Li realized this as soon as he grabbed the leaf.
She is cultivating her primordial spirit.
This tree is a manifestation of her divine power; the larger and more lush the tree, the stronger her primordial spirit becomes.
Cang Li smiled. She often read about novel protagonists achieving enlightenment or mastering unparalleled sword techniques; she herself had transmigrated, and might even be a protagonist now. The fact that she could still reside in the primordial spirit world was practically telling her:
Yes, you're a genius, you can do it.
Cang Li nodded seriously. Yes, she could.
But how does she comprehend it? She's never met a cultivator before, so how exactly does one achieve enlightenment? And she doesn't have a teacher to guide her.
If only she hadn't found it troublesome to avoid the situation when Taiqing tried to reason with her before.
At this moment, Cang Li felt as if she had finally been slapped in the face by her former self who hated studying.
No wonder Chinese people like to encourage others to study; she also wants to encourage her past self to study more.
“Cang Li”.
Taiqing's voice suddenly appeared in Cangli's ears, and Cangli was stunned for a moment.
What's going on? Isn't this her primordial spirit world? How did Taiqing appear?
Cang Li stared blankly at Tai Qing, who was standing not far away. Tai Qing was dressed in white with white hair and had an indifferent expression. She just looked at her like that.
"Taoist Master!?"
Cang Li blurted out in surprise, feeling that something was wrong. How could her primordial spirit world allow people to enter?
Taiqing didn't speak, but continued to look at her.
Cang Li gradually realized that this didn't look like the real person; upon closer inspection, it looked more like a puppet that had been conjured up.
Could it be that she just had the thought of wanting a teacher to guide her, and subconsciously conjured up the image of Taiqing?
That seems to make sense, since Taiqing was originally a teacher who educated the human race.
Cang Li walked up to Tai Qing and poked Tai Qing's chest with his finger.
The texture feels quite realistic. I didn't expect Taiqing, who looks so otherworldly, to have such firm muscles.
Lost in thought, Cang Li poked Tai Qing's face again.
Taiqing didn't even blink, she just stared at Cangli.
Feeling guilty under her gaze, Cang Li withdrew her hand, coughed lightly, and thought that since it was her idea to be the instructor, it must be useful. Learning attack techniques from this instructor should be fine.
"Taoist Master? Did you come up with this idea?"
Taiqing didn't react, so Cangli became even more convinced that Taiqing was a subconscious creation that she instinctively came up with to guide her cultivation, perhaps a specific Pokémon.
Cangli pulled Taiqing's hand back to the tree, where they sat facing each other, and with some clumsy imagination, conjured up a low table and tea on it.
"Master, I now realize that I am not good enough. I know nothing but the sword techniques of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Recently, there have been sporadic attacks from the Witch Clan to steal things, but the human race has no means of self-defense. Master, I finally realize how stupid I was before."
"I didn't learn any attack techniques from you, and now I'm completely dumbfounded. Luckily, I have good comprehension and can still come up with an imaginary version of you to teach me."
Cang Li muttered to herself for a while. In any case, the person who came up with this idea was essentially herself. She was now confiding in herself about the difficulties she had encountered during this period.
Ugh, I've even made myself suffer from a split personality.
Cang Li chuckled inexplicably, then leaned halfway over the low table and patted Tai Qing on the shoulder:
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's hurry up. Daoist, can you teach me some offensive spells? Like moving mountains and overturning seas, summoning wind and rain, the power of heaven and earth, thunder and lightning, I can learn them all!"
These words seemed to have triggered something, and Taiqing's eyes flickered before he slowly spoke:
"The arts of the Dao rely on one's own cultivation level, and one controls one's cultivation level to manipulate the results one desires."
"Just like the water control technique you learned before for large-scale watering, if you want to control water and make the water evenly water every crop, your cultivation spiritual power will control the water contained in the air according to your will."
"With repeated practice, your control over spiritual power will become more and more precise. Other spells are similar."
"It's easy to control water and wind, but it's relatively more difficult to control clouds, rain, mountains, and seas."
"Cang Li, do not slack off."
As the last four words fell, Cang Li snapped out of her daze, seemingly understanding but not quite. The explanation sounded so simple: she could use magic to till the soil, water, plant, and move things...
So, if she transforms the spells based on these elements, can she then launch an attack?
Expand the area of soil turning, transforming a small patch of land into an entire mountain peak; the water that was scattered during irrigation gathers in one place and transforms into sharp arrows to kill the enemy.
Cang Li's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he patted Tai Qing's shoulder forcefully:
"Thank you! I understand!"
In an instant, Cang Li's spiritual world transformed from a vast grassland into a sea of mountains and oceans, with surging waves and towering peaks.
Cang Li began practicing facing the mountain peak. This was the only place she could practice; outside lay the human race's home, and she couldn't possibly destroy it just to practice magic.
Taiqing sat quietly under the tree, watching Cangli form hand seals and control all the spells he had learned.
After practicing a few times, Cang Li figured out how to knock on the door and gradually became more and more adept at it.
She heard someone calling her from outside. Cang Li came back to her senses. She had been lost in thought for who knows how long and needed to go out and check.
Cang Li stopped, and with a thought, opened his eyes, seeing Ji Hejie's concerned face in front of him.
"Sister, why didn't you respond when we called you just now?"
Cang Li waved his hand: "It's nothing, I'm cultivating. How's it outside? Have any more members of the Witch Clan come over?"
Ji Hejie shook his head and pulled Cang Li out to eat.
When Taiqing saw Cang Li suddenly disappear in the primordial spirit world, his figure swayed and he was forcibly kicked out of Cang Li's divine consciousness.
On Kunlun Mountain, Taiqing slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion.
How could he have wandered off to Cang Li's place in his mind?
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