Chapter 1 Maybe Because of Isolation

Perhaps because the world was isolated, neither the golden coffin nor the talismans could be used to collect spiritual imprints.

An Qisheng's heart stirred, but he did not act rashly.

Instead, he casually flicked his hand and opened the wooden box.

Inside the wooden box were ten rows of golden bigudan (fasting pills), each the size of a dragon's eye.

Unlike the ones he had obtained before, these bigudan were of the highest grade, sufficient to support the cultivation needs of a Jianshen (Seeing God) martial artist.

However, their value was also considerable, equivalent to four hundred million Da Xuan coins.

And this was just the annual ration for a Jianshen martial artist.

It was conceivable how great the cost of climbing the path of physical strength was.

Hu~

An Qisheng opened his mouth, and one after another, dragon-eye-sized bigudan were swallowed into his stomach.

Glug~

Like large stones falling into a deep well.

As his stomach and intestines churned, these bigudan, as hard as iron and stone, were completely crushed and consumed at a rate thousands of times faster than ordinary people.

He closed his eyes slightly, and as his mind sank, he could feel the flesh and blood wriggling in his internal organs, as if forming temples, with gods being nurtured within.

The five viscera store the spirits and communicate with the divine.

As the embryonic forms of the five viscera gods were nurtured, the efficiency of his various organs increased immeasurably.

It seemed that the ten bigudan he had just swallowed had been completely digested, and streams of heat spread throughout his body as his mind moved.

Then, they were swallowed by his ravenous organs, muscles, and bones.

His physical strength was increasing at a perceptible rate, slowly but steadily.

Buzz~

With a thought, An Qisheng arrived at the Samsara Blessed Land.

The Samsara Blessed Land was rooted in the spirit and soul, and carried between his fingers.

Lowering his eyes slightly, countless scenes arose.

On the endless steps, figures were constantly climbing.

They were unaware of the existence of others, either practicing boxing techniques in the open space, fighting against enemies transformed from his thoughts, or even holding a book and reading.

Leaving aside the martial arts gained from defeating enemies, the mere fact of having twenty-four extra hours each day was of great value to many.

This meant that their lifespan had doubled!

And for An Qisheng, their existence bore the consumption of spiritual time for him, and their respective cultivation experiences would become his foundation.

Although at this time, due to his own high achievements and the small number of people, there was not much effect, the future was promising.

Gathering the cultivation of the masses was originally a great path to the heavens.

Of course, the premise was knowing what was primary and what was secondary.

Just as An Qisheng could have outlined a more interesting world, he still chose the most tedious endless steps, simply fighting and fighting again.

He had painstakingly outlined this spiritual world not for people to play games in.

"Mu Longcheng is indeed the number one boxing master in Xuanxing for nearly three hundred years."

An Qisheng sighed slightly.

The Zhuanlun (Reincarnation) Method took seeing people, seeing oneself, and seeing all beings as its path. What the heart saw must manifest. All the people on these endless steps were manifestations of his heart. In this Samsara Blessed Land, they were real existences.

Just as when a person dreamed, the dream self would not think what they saw was fake, because the dream itself was fake.

False becomes real, then the real becomes false; real becomes false, then the false becomes real. That was the principle.

The spiritual world outlined by the Zhuanlun Method followed this principle. It was just that An Qisheng, who had the dream-entering method and could collect spiritual imprints, was more blessed in this path than the Zhuanlun King.

Everything was more real.

As long as he wanted, he could create an old friend with all the memories, all the experiences, and all the martial arts in the Samsara Cave Heaven.

Whether it was Su Er, Zhao Qiandu, or Mu Qingfeng, Pang Wanyang!

Although he had no intention of doing so, the phantoms he created all possessed their complete martial arts.

And the martial arts of Jiufu Realm were undoubtedly superior to Xuanxing by more than one level.

But when everyone was still spinning within the first ten levels, Mu Longcheng had already climbed hundreds of steps. How was the difference only tenfold?

In fact, the pressure that Mu Longcheng alone could bear was more than all the others combined.

However, even if there was spiritual energy of heaven and earth above the hundredth level, Mu Longcheng could not reach the top in a short time.

Because in terms of talent and aptitude, the last few people on the steps would not be inferior to him.

"Huh?"

With a casual glance, An Qisheng saw Yi Feibai, who was sweeping with guns and throwing grenades, and was about to break through the tenth level.

This was a talent.

However, what was not prohibited by law was permissible. What about firearms?

If one's own kung fu was insufficient, even if one drove an aircraft carrier in, it would be useless.

"I can test another idea..."

An Qisheng said to himself in his heart.

The foundation of his plan was for more people to bear the Samsara Blessed Land, and the foundation of the Samsara Blessed Land was the path of cultivation in the land of spiritual exhaustion.

Pulling into the Samsara Blessed Land and the Infinite Cave Heaven was only the first step.

The second step was to interfere with reality.

Integrating his own magnetic field was already the limit. If he wanted to reach the point where his magnetic field interacted with the heavens and earth, and even squeezed the existence of the heavens and earth's magnetic field, not to mention the thunder tribulation caused by the collision of magnetic fields, it could not be done in a short time.

The second step of the plan came into being.

Dispersing 'Qi' seeds and letting hundreds, thousands, or even billions of people help him 'refine Qi'!

If one day, the magnetic fields of billions of people were all the same as his.

Then, 'Qi refinement' would be complete, and Xuanxing would become his foundation.

This process could perhaps be called 'Foundation Establishment'.

........

Infinite Cave Heaven.

Tenth level of the white jade steps.

Jing Xiaolou leaned against the steps, slowly flipping through the book, with a lazy expression.

In the center of the empty white jade steps was a black-clothed man of average height and appearance.

This 'Kong San, a discarded disciple of the Jishen Sect', had been blocking his path for several days. After trying various methods and still not being able to defeat him, Jing Xiaolou was too lazy to challenge him.

Instead, he used the twenty-four hours he gained each day to tirelessly flip through boxing manuals and scriptures.

"Boxing requires actual combat, but more importantly, enlightenment. Knowing only how to fight and kill has limited progress. I fought more than ten times a day for the past few days, and now that I've relaxed, I understand many mysteries of Dan Jin (internal energy)..."

Jing Xiaolou muttered to himself, but he was summarizing what he had gained:

"I have a bit of understanding of Teacher's Dragon Elephant Combined Strike, and I already have the foundation for embracing the infant."

One form was easy to practice, but two forms were difficult to combine.

Under Xue Zheng's tutelage, he had transformed with the Elephant Form Boxing, and embraced the dan with the Dragon Form Boxing. The Dragon Elephant Combined Strike was Gang Jin (external energy). He had not yet embraced the dan, but he had already come into contact with the Dragon Elephant Combined Strike, which showed how much he had gained from these few days of fighting without regard for life and death.

After all, such combat was different from the teacher's guidance and the sparring between fellow disciples. It was a real life-and-death struggle.

"Today, I'll try this Dragon Elephant Combined Strike. Whether it succeeds or not, I won't come to this Infinite Cave Heaven again within a hundred days. Dan Jin cannot be distracted..."

Jing Xiaolou faced Kong San, slowly stood up, and without caring whether he could hear him, slowly said:

"The elephant walks on land, the dragon flies in the sky. The Dragon Elephant Combined Strike refers to the intersection of heaven and earth. If I can't defeat you with this move, I can only fight you after embracing the dan!"

As he muttered and stood up, changes occurred.

His own aura was refined and elegant, like a scholar who had read many books, but as he uttered each word, his aura changed.

It was as if a demon in a storybook had taken off its human skin, and its aura suddenly became extremely fierce.

Bang!

Provoked by him, Kong San suddenly moved.

This movement was from extreme stillness to extreme motion!

In what seemed like less than a second, Kong San had crossed thirty meters, his ribs spread open, like an eagle striking down, his ten fingers together like claws, his fierce aura surging.

The air around him rippled, and the airflow rubbed against his clothes, making a shrill sound.

Ferocious and unparalleled!

This was a truly ruthless person who had experienced killing.

Ordinary people, facing such momentum, would not dare to fight, but would jump at the sight of it, and the timid would be directly scared to death!

Jing Xiaolou's expression did not change.

Because he had fought Kong San more than twenty times in the past few days, and he knew his methods like the back of his hand.

At the moment he charged over.

His feet slammed down.

Roar!

It was as if on the bank of a great river, a giant elephant stomped its feet and roared, and the void trembled for a moment.

His two arms were thrown out together, one arm like an elephant swinging its trunk, and the other arm like a divine dragon wagging its tail.

The two arms roared out and converged in the air, like heaven and earth closing, like a hammer striking, not caring at all about Kong San's eagle claws grabbing towards his chest and neck, and ruthlessly struck towards his head!

Life and death struggle!

If you won't die, you're not afraid of death, and if you're not afraid of death, you can unleash truly fierce killing moves!

Roar~

In an instant, dragon roars and elephant howls exploded in the air.

Bang!

In one collision, his chest was pierced, and his neck was also pierced. The extreme pain flooded the flying Jing Xiaolou.

But a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

Because, while he was flying backwards, Kong San was also knocked backwards by his strike, his head bent backwards ninety degrees, and his neck was broken!

Dragon Elephant Combined Strike, success!

Buzz~

At the moment he exited the Infinite Cave Heaven, Jing Xiaolou only felt a light sound in his ears. Before he could hear clearly, he had already exited the Infinite Cave Heaven.

Hu!

On the Baodao (Treasure Island), Yangming Mountain, Xue Family Manor, on the lawn, Jing Xiaolou sat up, and drops of cold sweat flowed down.

Knowing that he would not die did not mean that he could abandon the fear of death.

Because this was instinct.

Just like someone pointing a finger at your eyes, knowing that it won't really poke your eyes out, how many people can not blink?

What's more, dying once in the Infinite Cave Heaven, the pain and the feeling, was truly ten out of ten real.

After dying dozens of times, Jing Xiaolou could not get used to it.

After a long while, Jing Xiaolou had just slowly calmed down when his heart suddenly jumped.

He had understood Dan Jin, and he was only a hundred days away from embracing the dan. Naturally, there was no need to say more about his control over his body.

He could feel it.

In his lower abdomen, in his dantian, a faint, unknown thing suddenly appeared.

What the hell?

Kidney stone?

His heart 'thumped', and the last sound that rang out when he exited the Infinite Cave Heaven floated in his mind.

[Defeated Kong San of the Jishen Sect, obtained Eagle Soaring Seven-Nine Kill, obtained, one Qi Seed]

What was this Qi Seed?

Jing Xiaolou frowned slightly:

"Is it the source of power possessed by those enemies in the Cave Heaven?"

"Huh?"

Almost at the same time.

Xue Zheng, who was fishing in the lakeside pavilion in the backyard of the Xue Family Manor, slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the front yard, frowning slightly:

"That fleeting aura is..."

Ding~

Just as the thought arose, the phone placed in the pavilion suddenly rang.

Xue Zheng tapped the ground with his finger, and the force spread out. The phone on the stone table jumped and landed in his hand.

He rarely used his phone, and even fewer people knew his number.

"Fellow Daoist Juechen?"

His eyes flickered. This person used his phone even less than he did.

A moment later, he put down his phone.

"Invited me to gather at Wudang Mountain..."

Xue Zheng's eyelids twitched, and waves rose in his heart:

"That little friend, has he really taken the first step?!"

.......

It wasn't just Jing Xiaolou.

In the Samsara Blessed Land, in the Infinite Cave Heaven, everyone except Mu Longcheng 'obtained' a 'Qi Seed'.

"It's time to try."

Opening his eyes again, the helicopter had long disappeared. An Qisheng looked at the golden coffin and muttered to himself.

However, he did not act directly.

Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and entered his own dream to try, so as to avoid a tragedy after tearing off the talisman in reality.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, reached out, and tore off a yellowed talisman.