Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

The afternoon sun was gentle and warm.

The jujube tree branches and leaves cut into countless spots of light, which were sparsely scattered throughout the small courtyard.

A gentle breeze shattered the pieces, scattering them across the ground.

Jiang Yi, dressed in a green robe, with a gentle expression and her long hair tied in a ponytail, sat quietly under the shade of a tree.

He held a warm, fluffy ball in his arms, his gaze fixed on the book in his hands, his fingertips gently turning the pages, his mind immersed in the words.

This is a book that records the system of spiritual practice and the geography and mountains and rivers, which he had read many times before.

But every time I reopen the book and read those descriptions of ascending realms and magnificent mountains and rivers, I am still filled with indescribable awe and longing.

The contents recorded in the classics clearly delineate the path of spiritual cultivation in this world.

It is roughly divided into the Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul stages.

Each step is interconnected and builds upon the previous one.

The Qi Refining stage is the beginning of cultivation, focusing on laying a solid foundation, and is further subdivided into nine levels.

Those who have cultivated to the ninth level of perfection and still have potential can try to advance to the next realm.

Once the bottleneck is broken and the foundation of the Dao is established, one becomes a powerful figure like the Lord of Qingluo Island, capable of suppressing an entire region.

He lived to be three hundred years old, and thus began to glimpse the path to immortality.

They can ride the wind and transform into rainbows to escape.

It can separate the mind from the body and examine all things.

Such a person has already surpassed 90% of the cultivators in the world, and can be called an outstanding individual.

And then there are the Golden Core cultivators.

He lived for over eight hundred years, possessed great supernatural powers, and commanded respect from all directions. With a mere gesture, he could change the very fabric of the world.

It is a rare find even in the entire Cangming Sea.

As for the legendary Nascent Soul True Lord, there are only a few brief mentions of him in ancient texts.

Most of them are vague descriptions such as "able to go from the blue sky to the dark sky" and "living for two thousand years, with his words becoming law".

It exudes a sense of unattainable remoteness and awe.

Every time Jiang Yi reads this passage, he feels his heart surge with emotion, his mind wanders, and he vividly imagines his own magnificent image.

"Phew~~"

After a while, he let out a soft sigh of relief.

Suppressing my restless emotions, I slowly turned the pages and began reading about geography and landscapes.

This world is vast and boundless, known to the world as the Cangming Sea, which is described in ancient texts with only the four words "its vastness is unknown".

The Green Snail Island, where the original owner and her master had lived for decades, was nothing more than an insignificant grain of sand in this vast ocean.

This is nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

Beyond the Cangming Sea, there are said to be even more vast and prosperous cultivation continents, such as the Southern Region and the Northern Region, separated from each other by the endless sea of ​​mist.

The foggy sea is fraught with danger and peril; only those who control the routes to and from it dare to risk crossing it during certain periods.

Ordinary cultivators who rashly enter will almost certainly die.

Jiang Yi frowned slightly, completely focused, and slowed down his turning of the pages, unaware of the passage of time.

"Meow~"

Not long after, Little Pear stretched and opened her eyes sleepily, licking her little paws and whiskers.

Then, it arched its body, peeked its little head out from its chest, first glanced at Jiang Yi, then looked down at the book, tilting its head to examine it.

Waited for a while.

Seeing that Jiang Yi was only focused on flipping bricks and completely ignoring him, he realized that Jiang Yi was oblivious to him.

Little Pear whimpered, then lay down on the book, blocking Jiang Yi's view, and meowed while licking her beard.

"hehe."

Jiang Yi snapped out of his daze, smiled wryly, patted its fluffy little head, and whispered:

"Be good, don't make trouble. If you're hungry, go eat some dried fish."

"Meow~"

Little Pear wagged its tail, tilted its little head slightly, and lay there motionless, clearly not understanding what was being said.

Seeing this, Jiang Yi shook his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Perhaps we should think of a way to sign a spiritual pact with this little guy.

Otherwise, communication would be too inconvenient. Xiaoli couldn't understand what he was saying, and he could only guess what Xiaoli meant. This couldn't go on forever.

Play with the little guy for a while.

Jiang Yi looked up at the sky.

The sun was already setting in the west; it was getting late.

So he closed the book, got up, and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch...

"..."

The daytime passed quickly.

Before I knew it, it was late at night again, with the bright moon overhead.

Inside the bedroom in the small courtyard.

Jiang Yi dispersed his magic incantation, exhaled a light breath to calm the agitation of his magical power, and slowly opened his eyes.

After several hours, he had grasped most of the basics of mana circulation and the flow of energy in the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

I have a general grasp of my own abilities and am no longer unfamiliar with them.

He raised his head slightly and looked out the window at the night sky.

The bright moonlight shone down, and I felt a little tired.

Lower-level cultivators cannot yet eliminate sleep; cultivation can only temporarily alleviate fatigue, but cannot completely replace rest.

After a while.

Jiang Yi flicked his sleeves and got up, moved the water-scented stone to the corner of the wall, then unfolded the bedding and lay down fully clothed.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, sleepiness washed over me like a tidal wave, and I quickly fell into a deep sleep.

"Meow~"

A little while later, Xiao Li also came up to him in a daze, curled up in a ball next to his pillow, and made a comfortable snoring sound.

Moonlight streamed in through the window.

The shadows of a person and a cat are depicted.

The scene looked exceptionally warm and inviting.

"..."

Nothing was said that night, and dawn broke in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yi slowly woke up, his consciousness returning, and he yawned and stretched.

I slept soundly through the night, felt completely refreshed and full of energy, and felt wonderful.

"Let's catch a couple more nets of fish today!"

He smiled and shouted, trying to pull off the covers and get out of bed.

But when I reached out, I touched something cold and slippery, soft yet resilient, and it was even wriggling slightly in my palm.

"grass!"

Jiang Yi's smile froze instantly, his hair stood on end, and he sprang up from the bed.

His magical power instantly gathered, the Xuan Shuttle hummed and flickered, and he looked warily toward the head of the bed, ready to make his move.

But the next moment, he paused slightly, and his heart, which had been pounding, slowly calmed down.

On the bed was nothing more than a three-foot-long spotted snake with mild venom.

"call--"

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and dissipated his magical power.

Then, remembering something, his face darkened. He picked up the spotted snake, pushed open the door, and went out. His gaze swept across the courtyard, quickly locking onto Little Pear crouching in the corner. He glared at her and said:

"You stupid cat! How many times have I told you not to bring just anything into the house!"

"Meow~"

Noticing Jiang Yi's unfriendly gaze, Xiao Li's ears twitched. She glanced at him slyly before quickly turning her head away.

Quietly letting go of the mountain rat that was pretending to be dead under its paws, it scurried to the table, sat upright, and kept its eyes straight ahead.

"hehe……"

Seeing its silly appearance, Jiang Yi was both annoyed and amused, and his stern face couldn't hold back.

He frowned and glared at it, too lazy to argue any further, and threw the spotted snake over the courtyard wall.

Then she went to the kitchen, scooped out rice, washed it, and started a fire to cook porridge...

"..."

Soon after.

The sun is rising, and the sea breeze is refreshing.

At the dock, an inconspicuous little fishing boat weighed anchor, raised its sails, and sailed out of its berth into the vast sea.

At the stern, a handsome young man wearing a straw hat was slowly rowing the oars.

A pretty little cat was crouching beside him, peering intently at the water with great interest.

The morning light cast long shadows of a person and a cat.

Before long, it gradually disappeared into the horizon...