The fairy forced me to marry into her family, so I retorted by throwing myself into the Pool of Fate

When the Quze acupoint is broken, the meridian is formed.

Li Ping held his breath and focused his mind, gradually channeling his magical power to precisely strike the Quze acupoint.

Once, twice, three times.

With a snap, the acupoint was suddenly opened, and magical power surged out from the meridians.

The boundary between heaven and earth and the body was opened, and long-lost spiritual energy entered his body. Li Ping's pores relaxed, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

The first meridian of the exercise was successfully opened.

However, this is not the end; a final step is needed to solidify the foundation.

Li Ping calmed his mind and entered a meditative state, practicing breathing exercises.

A breath of spiritual energy is drawn in through the Quze acupoint, flows down the new meridian, is transformed through the Youmen acupoint, gathers into magical power, and returns to the dantian.

After three consecutive days of this, the new pulse gradually stabilized, and the flow of qi and energy was no longer obstructed.

Between the dantian and the meridians, magical power circulates spontaneously and flows endlessly.

A hint of pale blue is emerging, a sign that new veins have formed.

Thus, after more than half a month, the change of cultivation method was finally successful.

The Water Conservancy Classic is now officially in its infancy.

Li Ping slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Concentrating on the sensation, the ripples in the water inside the teapot on the table were clearly imprinted in my mind.

This is an ability that comes after entering the basics of the "Hanshui Jing" (Classic of Water Conservation), allowing one to sense changes in the surrounding water flow, currently limited to a range of about one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).

As for the profound and unique characteristics he cherishes, they will only begin to emerge after he has achieved some level of mastery in the art of cultivating water.

"Next, I need to continue opening up my meridians and strive for perfection," Li Ping thought to himself.

The Hanshui Sutra has seventy-two water-flowing meridians. At the current pace, it is conservatively estimated that it will take three to five years to complete.

Next up was the trip to Qing Teng Island.

After such a long delay, it's time to set off.

Before setting off, Li Ping visited Baoku.

The two items presented were indeed found in the treasure trove of inkstone, and in considerable quantities.

However, there was no trace of Lei Yin Moyu.

Even the manager had only heard of it and knew that it was a kind of material for refining weapons.

Li Ping returned home disappointed. He then informed Xiao Qing, went to say goodbye to his father-in-law, and headed straight for the dock.

Once on the ship, he paid extra spirit stones and requested a quiet private room.

Just as he was about to practice breathing exercises, he suddenly remembered something and took out the sea chart of Qing Teng Island.

His gaze fell upon the location of the spiritual spring, and a thought stirred within him.

"A place abundant with water elemental energy is the best environment for cultivating water-based techniques. Now that I have switched to cultivating the Water Conservation Scripture, would cultivating at a spiritual spring yield twice the results with half the effort?"

As I pondered, the ship swayed and, accompanied by the sound of bells, slowly sailed away from the dock.

The water surged on both sides of the boat, startling a group of fish.

"This ability to sense water flow is quite interesting."

Li Ping chuckled softly, then focused his mind and entered a meditative state, practicing breathing exercises.

The ferry sped along, and by the time he finished his practice and opened his eyes, it was already sunset.

Li Ping lifted the boat curtain, and Qing Teng Island was already in sight in the distance.

This island is not large, about one-tenth the size of Crescent Island. To the left are mountains rising up, and to the right is a flat plain. From a distance, it looks like a broken blade slanted into the sea.

As the ferry pulled into the island's pier, Li Ping jumped off and saw a group of people waiting not far away.

The leader was lean and tall, and judging from his aura, he should be in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Behind them stood four cultivators at the early stage of Qi Refining, and further back were some ordinary people from the island.

"Is this someone from the Mu family, Fellow Daoist Li Ping?" the leader asked as he stepped forward.

Li Ping nodded, and the man quickly cupped his hands in greeting: "Hong Peng of the Hong family greets Fellow Daoist Li."

After he finished speaking, everyone behind him bowed in unison.

Li Ping said, "I'm counting on you all to handle the construction."

"Fellow Daoist Li, you flatter me. Serving the Mu family is a blessing for the Hong family."

After Hong Peng finished speaking, he introduced four Hong family cultivators to Li Ping.

Li Ping was approachable and greeted everyone with nods and pleasantries.

"You must be tired from your journey. I've already tidied up the house. Would you like to rest first, Fellow Daoist Li?" Hong Peng said.

Li Ping waved his hand: "Business is more important. Let's take a look around the island first."

Hong Peng smiled and turned to lead the way.

The construction of Qing Teng Island was actually not complicated; it only involved three directions.

First, we need to repair the paths on the back mountain to make it easier to harvest the vines in the future.

Secondly, they built some houses to serve as residences for the monks.

The most important place is the spiritual spring. We need to draw in spiritual energy, set up formations, and build several cultivation caves.

Although Li Ping was delayed for a month, the Hong family did not dare to slack off and had already started work.

The monks' quarters were taking shape, with stone and wood materials scattered on the ground, and the mortals of the Hong family were working hard.

As Hong Peng walked, he introduced the place, and when they arrived at a secluded courtyard, he suddenly stopped: "This is your residence, fellow Daoist."

The courtyard, nestled against the mountain and facing the sea, with its blue tiles and white walls, is quite secluded, separated from the construction site by a distance.

"This courtyard was prepared a few days ago, just in time to welcome you, fellow Daoist."

"Thank you for your trouble." Li Ping nodded.

"I'm glad Fellow Daoist Li likes it," Hong Peng said with a smile.

The two continued on their way to the foot of the mountain, where they climbed the steps along the newly built path.

The mountain is covered with lush vegetation, a verdant expanse with almost no paths. If it weren't for the newly opened trails, it would be impossible to move an inch.

When they reached the mountainside, Hong Peng ducked into the grass and picked up a section of green vine: "This is the 'tidal vine' from the island."

Li Ping took it and examined it closely: "Everyone says the island is abundant in water vines, but why have we only seen this one section along the way?"

"Fellow Daoist Li, you are unaware of this," Hong Peng explained, "This Tide-Growing Vine grows along the ground, and with all the vegetation covering the mountain, it is naturally invisible."

"From this perspective, harvesting will be quite troublesome."

Hong Peng nodded: "In previous years, during the harvest season, my Hong family would send ordinary people from our clan to harvest the crops."

Li Ping secretly made a mental note of it.

The two came down from the mountain and headed towards a cave.

The island's sacred spring is hidden within this cave, which is quite spacious, with some bluestone materials piled up outside.

As soon as he arrived at the cave entrance, wisps of spiritual energy rushed towards him, and the Water Scripture within Li Ping's body began to circulate on its own.

He was overjoyed and immediately said:

"I have been cultivating here for some time now."

Hong Peng's eyelids twitched, and he hesitated, saying, "This... I'm afraid it won't work."

Why?

Hong Peng pointed to the busy mortals: "This place is still under construction and the environment is noisy. If Fellow Daoist Li were to cultivate here, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to calm his mind and enter a meditative state."

Li Ping looked around and, seeing that it was indeed the case, had no choice but to give up.

Hong Peng relaxed and reassured him, "Fellow Daoist Li, don't be in a hurry. This place will be completed in less than half a year. It's not too late to come back then."

Li Ping nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said, "I see that this cave only has a few dwellings, which is quite boring. Could we draw on spiritual energy to build a bathing pool?"

Hong Peng was taken aback upon hearing this, and his face showed reluctance: "The cultivation cave of Lingquan has already been planned. It would be inappropriate to make any changes without authorization."

Li Ping smiled mysteriously and whispered, "It means Yuebai from my family."

Hong Peng looked Li Ping up and down, his face full of disbelief.

Li Ping saw this and was immediately annoyed.

Despite repeated attempts to persuade him, Hong Peng remained resolute and refused to budge.

"Boring." Li Ping shook his head and turned to leave.

After walking a distance, his expression suddenly turned cold.

Hong Peng's little scheme might fool others, but it couldn't fool him.

When the spirit spring was mentioned earlier, Hong Peng's words became evasive, far less composed than before.

Even more suspiciously, he never allowed himself to enter the cave for a look.

While pondering, I arrived at the gate of the detached courtyard.

As Li Ping pushed open the door and entered the main room, his expression suddenly changed.

A young female cultivator sat diagonally by the bed. Beneath the thin veil, her fair skin and delicate bones were faintly visible, and her peach blossom eyes were looking at him with a half-smile.