Cultivating Immortality in a Family: I Prove Immortality Through the Chaotic Dao Realm

Chapter 41 Bloodline Continuation! New Anchor Point Added!

When Chen Yunxi heard her husband making a teasing remark, even though they had been married for many days, her cheeks still flushed, and she quickly changed the subject:

"My husband has selected many books on spiritual plants, which must be of great use. Although I am not knowledgeable about spiritual plants, if I can understand a little bit of them, I can be of some help in the future."

Her voice was soft, yet each word was clear, carrying a stubborn streak.

Chen Qian's heart stirred slightly. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder, leaned close to her ear, and whispered:

"My wife is so virtuous that I feel ashamed."

A warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and Chen Yunxi's earlobes blushed slightly, but she still tried to remain calm, her fingertips unconsciously gripping the corner of the book page.

Seeing this, Chen Qian's smile deepened. He simply reached out and snatched the book from her hands, then wrapped his other arm around her waist and gently pulled her closer...

"ah!"

Chen Yunxi let out a soft cry as he pulled her into his arms and she sat on his lap.

"Husband!" She struggled slightly, her face flushing even more. "What kind of talk is this in broad daylight..."

Chen Qian ignored her, only pulling her closer, resting his chin on the top of her head, and chuckling softly:
"What's there to be afraid of? We're husband and wife, what's wrong with being closer?"

As he spoke, he lightly tapped the spot where she had just made annotations with his fingertip, teasing her intentionally: "Madam, your handwriting is truly excellent, but... it seems I made a mistake here?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunxi, disregarding her embarrassment, immediately looked up and retorted:
"Where is the mistake? The Record of Spiritual Plants clearly states..."

Before she could finish speaking, she met his smiling eyes, immediately realized what he meant, and lightly punched him: "You're teasing me again!"

Chen Qian laughed out loud, took her hand, kissed her palm, and said:
"I was wrong, I was wrong. My wife is so knowledgeable and insightful, I am completely outmatched."

Chen Yunxi pursed her lips, but couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. She leaned against him and whispered:
"My husband has been cultivating diligently lately, and I can't offer much help, so I can only offer these words..."

Chen Qian's heart softened, and he lowered his head to kiss her forehead, saying gently:
"Who says you can't help? Just having you by my side, even if you do nothing, is my greatest comfort."

"But I don't want to be a useless vase. I don't expect to be able to help my husband in everything, but I just hope to be of some help in some way."

"Silly girl, do you remember what I said a few days ago?"

Chen Yunxi suddenly turned around, wrapped her arms around Chen Qian's shoulders and neck, and said seriously, "What you said that day, my husband, was it really not a joke?"

"This is absolutely true, no joke!"

"Then I will believe my brother Chen Qian!"

As the daughter of the head of a family of cultivators, how could she not want to one day embark on the path of immortality and travel the world with her loved ones?

I just didn't dare to think about it before.

The two embraced quietly, no longer speaking, and a warm atmosphere naturally filled the room.

Inside the east wing, Feng Momo was holding a book called "The Thirteen Forms of the Qingcang Sword Manual," silently comprehending its meaning. Occasionally, she would make a sword gesture with her jade finger or assume a sword stance, revealing a hint of deep understanding.

After Feng Momo broke through to the Innate Realm with the Dao of Sword, her understanding of the Dao of Sword also reached a new level.

Chen Qian specially found many sword techniques in the library for her to study. Although they were all mortal martial arts, they were connected to the great path of immortal sword cultivation. Perhaps with the girl's intelligence and agility, she might be able to create her own unique sword technique in the future.

Su Jin, the charming and youthful-looking maid, has become much more attentive to cultivation after being given a pill by Chen Qian. At this moment, she is meditating in her room, striving to break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Outside the window, the wind rustled through the bamboo leaves.

Inside, a beautiful woman adds fragrance to the room, and life is peaceful and serene.

Time flies, leaving us behind; the cherries have ripened, and the plantains have turned green.

One month later.

Chen Qian slowly awoke from his meditative state in the quiet room, feeling that he was getting closer and closer to the fourth level of his cultivation realm, and a surge of pride welled up within him.

After several months of cultivation, he is no longer a novice in the world of cultivation. He has a profound understanding of the various stages of Qi Refining.

If the magical power in the early stage of Qi Refining is as ethereal and thin as morning mist, and the magical power in the middle stage of Qi Refining is like wisps of smoke rising continuously, then the magical power in the late stage of Qi Refining is as dense and turbulent as billowing smoke.

Chen Qian's magical power, on the other hand, was like a high-speed airflow, rushing through the meridians that were like highways.

It not only has the density of smoke signals, but also an impact far exceeding that of smoke signals.

In terms of the quality of magical power, it is no worse than that of the late stage of Qi Refining; it is only lacking in quantity.

In the past month, he has not only made progress in his magical power, but also in his physical cultivation.

Among the spoils of his harvest from Emerald Lake was a bottle of Fiend Essence Pills, which could help him cultivate the Fiend Qi Body Tempering Technique.

There were only three in total, which he refined in batches over the past month. Although it was still far from enough to break through to the first-grade body refinement realm, his strength, defense, and recovery ability had all improved considerably.

In terms of the soul, the soul body has been stabilized, far exceeding the level of the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and the small puddle in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness has also grown considerably.

As for why his soul, comparable to the late stage of Qi Refining, still couldn't generate divine consciousness, Chen Qian figured it out.

The fundamental reason is that his Qi cultivation level is not high enough, and he has not yet opened his Dantian (lower abdomen).

The dantian in the lower abdomen is the place where the body stores essence, also known as the lower dantian, and is the body's energy core.

The central dantian in the chest is the place where the body stores qi, and it is also called the middle dantian. It is the core of the body's qi channels.

The Niwan Palace, located deep between the eyebrows, is the place where the spirit resides in the human body. It is also known as the upper dantian, the sea of ​​consciousness, and the core of the human soul.

For a person's soul to generate consciousness, also known as divine consciousness, it needs abundant energy and the infusion of vital energy; neither can be lacking.

Once you break through your cultivation level and reach the fourth level of Qi Refining, your Dantian in the center of your chest will open, your Qi Sea will rise from the lower Dantian and enter the middle Dantian, your Qi channels will be connected, and your divine consciousness will naturally be born.

Because he possessed the Gray Pearl World, he was transformed into an unparalleled spiritual body with an incredibly solid foundation. Therefore, each of his realms possessed a breadth that ordinary cultivators could not imagine; the only thing he lacked was the height.

Having completed a phase of his cultivation, he was just about to leave his meditation room to spend some time with his wife and perhaps flirt with a pretty maid when his foot, which had just stepped out, suddenly froze in mid-air...

In the Gray Pearl World, an unprecedented fluctuation entered his soul, accompanied by a piece of information that shook his mind.

As Chen Qian's expression changed drastically, he vanished from the quiet room like a bubble bursting.

The world of gray beads.

Central Stone Mountain.

Beside the Chaos Pool.

Chen Qian stared excitedly at the slightly rippling pool water, as if a flower might bloom there.

There were indeed no flowers, but Chen Qian was overjoyed.

Because now, in addition to the faint white beam of light representing Chen Qian's anchor point, a tiny beam of light, almost imperceptible, has appeared in the air not far away.

What does this mean? Chen Qian understood it all too well.

In this strange world, his first bloodline was born.

The Chaos Pool finally had a second anchor point, although this newly born pillar of light was extremely weak and absorbed very little energy from the Chaos Sea.

However, because the two anchor points resonated at the same frequency and formed a mysterious array, it was enough to increase the absorption of Chen Qian's anchor point light pillar by nearly double.

As long as new beams of light appear, Chen Qian's anchor point absorption will continue to increase.

Having inspected the newly added anchor points in the Chaos Pool, Chen Qian naturally wouldn't waste any more time there, and quickly left the Gray Pearl World.

(End of this chapter)