Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 25 My Lady, Spare Me!
After frolicking in the hot spring halfway up the mountain for a long time, Wu Tian finally calmed down and went to examine the method taught by Senior Zhu Yeshuang.

He focused his mind on his spiritual platform and sensed two runes, one purple and one red. As his mind touched them, countless runes appeared.

Wu Tian felt dizzy and his head was spinning. It took him a long time to sort out the many runes. Naturally, two new skills appeared on the system panel.

Fire Eye Spell: A superior spell that draws upon the essence of fire to cleanse the eyes, enabling clear vision, dispel illusions, and perceive the subtle. Upon successful completion, it can slightly increase one's affinity with the fire element.

Thunder Sound Mantra: A superior incantation, an auxiliary method that can vibrate the five internal organs, cleanse the body of turbid, obscure, and malevolent energy, purify the vital energy, and forge the body. Upon completion of cultivation, one can draw upon a small amount of thunder essence.

"It's actually a superior incantation." Wu Tian's face lit up with joy. "Senior is indeed generous."

He spent this time practicing in the Dharma Transmission Hall, so he naturally gained some understanding of basic cultivation knowledge.

The first four stages of cultivation are: Foundation Building, Qi Cultivation, Cauldron Casting, and Dharma Refinement.

Foundation building is about drawing upon the essence of heaven and earth to nourish oneself until the essence overflows and transforms into a wisp of true energy, which is the point of perfection.

Nourishing Qi involves opening the orifices and meridians, circulating true Qi, and cultivating essence, Qi, and spirit until all the meridians in the body are open and true Qi can flow out of the body, which is when it is perfected.

Both of these realms involve the practice of incantations, drawing upon the essence of heaven and earth through the Daoist rhymes contained in ancient sounds to complete one's own cultivation.

Spells are divided into beginner, secret, and advanced levels.

Introductory spells are usually only suitable for those at the Foundation Establishment stage; they are the introductory methods for all cultivators.

Secret incantations can only be practiced after one has true qi. They can temper true qi, aid in cultivation, and have various other wonderful uses. They are basically secret teachings of various sects.

Superior spells are extremely rare, not only far surpassing secret spells in effectiveness, but also often having the effects of strengthening the foundation, nourishing the marrow, and enhancing one's natural talents.

Basically, only major sects in the Central Plains with a history of over a thousand years can produce superior incantations. Small sects with weak foundations find it very difficult to obtain the methods of superior incantations.

Having obtained the method, Wu Tian immediately returned to the mountain gate. After all, this trip had been too sudden, and if he lingered here for too long, he feared that if he missed the time to go to the catering shop, it would worry Aunt Wu and Wu Xia'er.

He leaped onto the shore, his fur ruffled as he shook off the water droplets, making his white fur even more lustrous.

With the talent of traveling a thousand miles, he runs extremely fast, like a white shadow swiftly passing through the mountains and forests.

When he reached the vicinity of the mountain gate, the bell hanging around his neck swayed, creating ripples of pale gold. Wu Tian entered the mountain gate silently, without disturbing anyone.

Seeing that it was getting late, he hurried to the catering shop.

However, it was already quite late, and the disciples of the Dharma Transmission Hall nearby had already begun their morning lessons.

"You little rascal, why are you so late today? I thought you'd been captured and eaten as dog meat!" Aunt Wu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Wu Tian arrive, and quickly poured the prepared food into the dog bowl, but she still couldn't hold back her words.

"Hmph, I bet this guy will get skinned and gutted and made into dog meat one day," Fatty Huang muttered to himself. He was annoyed that his wife and daughter cared too much about the dog.

Wu Tian didn't have time to argue with Fatty Huang. He quickly finished the food in the dog bowl, just as the disciples of the Dharma Transmission Hall next door finished their morning lessons.

He quickly made his escape, and the disciples of the Dharma Transmission Hall had already begun to walk towards the dining hall one after another.

Wu Tian sensed a familiar aura and knew that Fei Tianyun and Guliduo were rushing over. He dared not delay and leaped into the air, turning into a white light as he swept past the wall and then quickly slipped away along the corner of the wall.

At the Transmission Hall, after Fei Tianyun entered the mountain gate, she was taken care of by several disciples who had joined Moyun Village in earlier years because of her identity as the daughter of the village chief.

She had an extraordinary background, and although her aptitude wasn't top-grade, it was still considered outstanding among mid-grade immortal roots. Naturally, she had a group of people who fawned over her, which made her even more arrogant.

Once inside the Hall of Transmission, surrounded by fellow practitioners of incantations and with its strict rules, she dared not be too presumptuous. Even with Guliduo, a lowly commoner whom she had previously looked down upon, she would only verbally belittle and belittle him, but would never dare to lay a hand on him.

As luck would have it, she was walking towards the dining hall with several senior brothers and sisters, chatting and laughing, when she looked back for some reason and just happened to see a white shadow flash by in the corner of the wall.

Feitianyun didn't pay much attention at first, but when it came time to eat, the more he thought about it, the more familiar the white figure seemed.

After pondering for a long time, she suddenly slammed the bowl and chopsticks on the table.

"Oh no, could it be that damned beast?!"

Upon realizing this, Fei Tianyun could no longer sit still. He even stopped eating and immediately began searching everywhere to confirm whether the white figure he saw was the white dog he had seen in the village at the foot of the mountain.

"Junior sister, what's wrong?" Her senior sister, who was traveling with her, was a little confused and asked. Fei Tianyun didn't know how to explain, and she didn't want to talk about her embarrassing experience in the village at the foot of the mountain, so she made up an excuse and left the dining hall without looking back.

"Senior sisters, you eat first, don't wait for me."

However, she searched the entire dining hall and the area around the Dharma transmission hall, but could not find any trace of the white dog.

"Could I be seeing things?"

Somewhat unwilling, she stomped her foot and snorted coldly, "Damn beast, don't let me catch you, or I'll make you pay."

When they returned to the dining hall, the other disciples had already finished their meals and left because of the long delay.

Feitianyun originally wanted to leave with her fellow senior sister, but suddenly she saw Aunt Wu washing dishes with a spell. Her eyes lit up, and she ran up to her and asked, "Hey..."

She stopped herself as soon as she spoke, after all, the person in front of her was no ordinary person, but a cultivator who could cast spells. Although she had always looked down on the two people from the food stall and felt that they were a disgrace to cultivators, she also knew that she could not afford to offend them now.

He then awkwardly changed the subject, "This... uh, senior, have you seen a white dog around here?"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wu frowned almost imperceptibly, and said without raising her head, "Never seen one, never seen one. There's no such thing as a white dog in this place called the Dining Hall."

Feitianyun didn't doubt it when he heard this. "That makes sense. That little bitch didn't go up the mountain afterward. How could a beast like her have entered the mountain gate? I must have seen it wrong just now."

"Maybe it's some kind of white bird..."

She muttered, "Once I've completed my cultivation, I'll go down the mountain and settle the score with it."

With that, he left with his fellow disciples.

Huang, who was tidying up the kitchen utensils, also heard these words. His eyes narrowed slightly, and it was unclear what he was planning.

However, after the disciples of the Dharma Transmission Hall had gone far away, Aunt Wu slapped Fatty Huang on the back with a loud slap that sounded painful.

"Old Huang, I'm warning you, you're not allowed to have any wicked ideas about me."

Aunt Wu knew her husband very well. Although he was stingy and greedy, he had no bad intentions. Moreover, he was down-to-earth, hardworking, and extremely caring towards his family. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen him from among so many suitors back then.

However, this guy was too petty and didn't take a white dog that hadn't become a spirit seriously at all. Instead, he found it an eyesore and even delayed his daughter's cultivation, distracting Wu Xia'er.

Seeing Huang Ren squinting in thought, she knew that her husband might be up to something, so she put her hands on her hips and scolded him, "You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog. Don't forget, this was instructed by Senior Brother Manxiong."

"He is a true disciple who forged the body of a cloud leopard and began practicing magic."

"If you accidentally offend him, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Upon hearing this, Fatty Huang shuddered, his entire body trembling with fat. He quickly shook his head, "Wife, Madam, you're overthinking it. How could I dare..."

"You better be, or I'll chop off your ears." Aunt Wu cursed a couple more times, making sure her husband had given up the idea, before saying, "Alright, leave this to me, you go and tidy up."

She also felt sorry for her husband, who had been busy since before dawn and hadn't had a bite to eat yet.

Fatty Huang naturally knew that his wife was worried about him. This woman had always been all bark and no bite. He chuckled and said, "Wife, there's no one here now, and Xia'er isn't here either. It's been a long time since we practiced the Water Grinding Mantra. Why don't we go and study it?"

Aunt Wu blushed slightly and scolded, "You shameless old woman, how old are you, and you're still thinking about this kind of thing."

The Water Grinding Incantation is a secret dual cultivation technique practiced by both men and women. Not only can they enjoy various wonderful benefits, but it also has some advantages for their spiritual practice.

"Who can blame me for my wife's natural beauty? Even at her age, she still retains her charm..." Fatty Huang said, reaching out to take his wife's hand.

Aunt Wu slapped his hand, raising her delicate eyebrows, "Who did you just call old?"

No matter how old a woman is, she hates it when others say she's old. Huang Pangzi's words hit her where it hurt, and they ignited the anger in this fiery woman.

As she spoke, she picked up the iron ladle. Huang Pangzi was startled and turned to run away, crying, "Wife, spare my life! I'll never dare to do it again!"

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(End of this chapter)