Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 8 8: Going home

"Baozi, big meat buns fresh out of the oven!"

"Tanghulu, sweet and fragrant Tanghulu..."

There were waves of hawking voices;

People were coming and going on the street, among them were children chasing and playing, spreading happy laughter.

Chen Jin couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been on a busy street like this, feeling the breath of life.

He is undoubtedly lucky.

I remember that not long after I came to this world, I met my master. I passed the assessment by accident, and then followed my master to climb the immortal mountain, where I practiced hard in seclusion and pursued immortality.

It's a pity that his state of mind was flawed, which led to his failure in overcoming the tribulation. He had no choice but to reincarnate, and now the life falls on this weak scholar.

This situation was unexpected and disrupted the original plan.

At first, he was indeed confused and a little frustrated, but as he got used to it, he accepted it calmly.

There is something missing in my state of mind, but I don’t know what is missing;
The master did not point it out either.

He has to feel, explore and search for everything by himself.

"Look back and cut through the world with a sword."

One must first look back and truly immerse oneself in the world of mortals before one can strike out with the sword.

Otherwise, if you just stand by and watch, no matter how carefully you observe, you will always be a bystander.

Sitting at the wonton noodle stall on the street, at that moment, Chen Jin gained another understanding of "Sword Manual on the Mountain".

"Sir, your wonton noodles are here."

The stall owner brought a big bowl of steaming wonton noodles with meat slices piled on top and plenty of toppings, it was quite spectacular.

These were all specifically requested by Chen Jin, who paid a large amount of money.

His current body is in urgent need of nutrition.

When you can only eat normal food, the best way is to eat more.

With the "Huangting Benjing" in hand and the orthodox methods of Taoism mastered, the efficiency of digestion and absorption is very high.

To put it simply, the first stage of practice, "refining essence into qi", is eating and defecating, and in this process, the dross is removed and the essence is retained, transforming it into blood, qi and essence.

Being able to achieve this step means that you have begun practicing.

For ordinary people, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating are all physiological needs. Even if the digestive function is better, it will only make the person stronger, which is not the same as true spiritual practice.

The more you eat and drink, the more you consume, and you spend money like water.

Fortunately, after beheading the jailer and others, Chen Jin searched them and found more than one hundred coins.

Without money, you can’t even eat this noodles.

You can't just rely on your skills to steal and rob. If you do that, it would be "unethical".

He is not an unscrupulous demon cultivator.

Speaking of demon cultivators, one can't help but think of the green-faced statue enshrined in the Prison God Temple.

That's a ghost!

This world is full of demons and ghosts, and it is a great time for cultivation. Qualified people in many places may have cultivation.

However, the methods these people use to practice are mostly unorthodox, such as raising ghosts, driving corpses, feeding spirits, and witchcraft.

The devil cultivator is one of them.

Although the methods and forms are different, the system divisions of inner cultivation are the same, which are divided into twelve realms.

The warriors in the martial arts world can also be summarized into the following two stages, corresponding to the previous two stages: refining essence into qi and refining qi into spirit.

If one can enter the Tao through martial arts, then one will succeed in becoming a spirit.

This can also be considered a path of spiritual practice.

Chen Jin was reincarnated from the dead, starting from scratch, and has just entered the first realm.

The advantage lies in the pure method and solid foundation, which enables one to win at the starting line.

Of course, his greatest reliance was the direct possession of the finished product of a hundred years of cultivation. The method of the Huangting Classic was to nourish the yang essence in the lower dantian, cleanse the blood essence in the middle dantian, and refine the soul essence in the upper dantian.

The three are in order of sequence, from bottom to top, step by step.

But Chen Jin's current situation is very special, his spirit has directly entered this body intact.

This will naturally bring many benefits.

However, there are also some disadvantages. Because the body strength cannot keep up, it appears "top-heavy".

The spirit and magic thoughts are equivalent to opening a new door, through which one can glimpse the essence of ghosts and gods and enter that mysterious world.

At the same time, the beings in that world can also find him through this portal.

Even, kill him.

Any portal is for traffic in both directions.

Therefore, Chen Jin cannot take it lightly. In daily life, he simply hides his spirit and soul and nurtures it in the Niwan Palace.

I'm afraid even his master was caught off guard by what he had done.

According to the plan, Chen Jin was supposed to start with infancy, and slowly unravel the mystery of the womb as he grew up.

Now he was hit directly with a club, which made him a little confused. He couldn't tell whether it was a possession of another's body or the awakening of his true spirit.

It is very likely that something went wrong somewhere.

Perhaps, this is part of my great calamity in this world.

How can it be called a "disaster" without experiencing twists and turns and hardships?
He has always been optimistic and positive, so thinking this way, his mood became cheerful.

Enjoy the noodles and eat them all in no time.

It tastes really good.

The boss stared at him with his eyes wide open.

This morning, just as he was setting up his stall, Chen Jin came to patronize him. He looked unfamiliar and not a regular customer:
Chen Jin's facial features looked quite handsome, but his complexion was very bad, as pale as paper, with no blood in it, as if he had not had a full meal for a long time.

He is tall and looks thin, but he has an upright figure, walks lightly, and has an uplifting aura.

As for the clothes he was wearing, they were haphazard, totally mismatched, and ill-fitting. He was probably wearing clothes that were picked up from his elders.

Most of these young people were poor and had little money, but they came to buy noodles with great confidence, adding meat and eggs without any hesitation.

The boss was worried that he couldn't afford to pay, so he wanted to collect the money first.

The young man did not shirk his responsibility and took out a handful of copper coins.

Taking all these factors into consideration, the boss always felt that there was something weird about the other party, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.

When he saw Chen Jin wolfing down a large bowl of wonton noodles with meat and eggs, he was even more amazed:

I didn't expect that such a thin person has such a big appetite and can eat the food for two or three people by himself.

After filling his stomach, Chen Jin got up and left, ready to return to Chenze Township.

The scholar's home is there, and there is always an obsession in his heart.

When they arrived at the city gate, they immediately discovered that there were more soldiers guarding the gate, and they were searching people coming in and out from time to time.

Chen Jin lined up to leave the city, and when it was his turn, the soldier took a quick glance and saw that he was a thin young man with a sickly face, alone, without any luggage, etc. He waved his hand and let him pass.

It went smoothly.

Chen Jin took big strides forward.

It was late autumn and winter was about to begin. The wind was blowing, bringing a chill.

He thought of the proverb said by an old writer: Don't take action on the 19th and 29th days of the lunar calendar, and walk on the ice on the 39th and 49th days of the lunar calendar...

It then feeds back to the words of advice contained in the sword manual: Go to the nine heavens and you will see green mountains.

Just looking around, you can see the bleak autumn and the rolling mountains in the distance.

It's not Qingshan!

(End of this chapter)