From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Their cultivation resources are all provided by the General Administration of Psychic Energy.

Only the fourth-level descendants of gods can successfully reach the other end of the divine corridor. These descendants of gods and even several guardians of the country will bring back some cultivation resources during their exploration.

Among these resources, some will be distributed by the General Administration of Psychic Energy to all practitioners, but there are too many people and too little resources, so life is always tight.

Compared to the descendants of gods, these practitioners have inferior combat power, short lifespans, and their practice speed is also unsatisfactory.

The most fundamental reason why the government supports these practitioners is that they represent the possibility for ordinary people to practice.

Regardless of whether this path has a future or not, the authorities will continue to preserve and explore it.

For a species to become truly powerful, it is far from enough to rely on the small number of descendants of gods.

Only by achieving evolution above the overall level of life can the level of civilization leap forward and achieve truly epoch-making changes.

This is the long-term vision of the government.

"What brings you here?"

Shen Qing did not sit down, but stood beside the sofa and asked directly.

No one visits her for no reason. These people obviously have some status and position. Now they come together, it is impossible that they suddenly want to chat with her.

The four gray-haired old men on the sofa looked at the apron worn by Shen Qing, then looked at each other. The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

"My name is Tang Zeying. We are here for a private visit and it has nothing to do with the Psychic Energy Administration."

An old man in formal attire clasped his fists and bowed. He looked to be over 60 years old, with fierce eyes, thick beard, short hair that looked like silver needles, and he looked energetic.

Among the four, his cultivation is the strongest, having reached the late stage of Nascent Soul.

"Li Fengjun."

"Yang Sheng."

"Wang Zhonghui."

The remaining three people each gave their names without mentioning their identities, which was also a statement of their purpose, and they only talked about personal relationships.

Song Lingjia, who was standing by, couldn't help but take a deep breath when he heard these names.

On the social level, none of these people are simple characters. They all come from aristocratic families with connections in both politics and business, and there are countless people with connections and influence.

She looked back at Shen Qing, who didn't react much, with mixed feelings in her eyes. The fact that these people came to her house in person was enough to show how high Shen Qing's status was now.

In just less than a month, Shen Qing has undergone tremendous changes, which she was somewhat unexpected.

Zhao Yu didn't feel much. She touched her stomach and retreated back to her room. She felt a little resentful towards these old men who suddenly showed up at mealtime. She hadn't even had breakfast.

"We are here to ask Fellow Daoist Shen some questions about cultivation. I hope you can give us some advice."

Tang Zeying rubbed his hands and looked at Shen Qing's calm expression, feeling a little nervous.

Whether in terms of cultivation or implied identity, Shen Qing was far superior to them. According to the rules, it was a bit rude to visit them without handing in a visiting card.

The others also apologized for disturbing Shen Qing and hoped that Shen Qing would not mind.

In their conversation, they were very humble, even treating each other with the courtesy of juniors.

"Come with me."

Shen Qing did not refuse. She took off her apron and walked into the training hall with a few old men.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the training hall is ten times higher than that of the outside world. Several old monks stood up straighter unconsciously, their internal essence became active, and their faces were radiant.

From this we can see that the influence of spiritual energy on cultivators is too obvious.

The training hall was covered with knife marks all around, and the sharp aura emanating from them made the hairs of several people stand on end.

The stone slab of the spirit gathering array under his feet exudes an ancient aura and is obviously from the ruins. At least such a thing cannot be found in this era.

After being nourished by spiritual energy for many years, the entire stone slab will be transformed. If it is in a place with abundant spiritual energy, the entire stone slab will gradually be transformed into spiritual ore.

This is also the strength of the spiritual master, who has the ability to turn decay into magic.

As far as Shen Qing had seen, she had never seen a force more powerful and changeable than the spiritual patterns. It was almost omnipotent and everything could be turned into a formation.

After entering the training hall, several old men became noticeably uneasy. The aura left by Shen Qing here was too strong, like a beast's lair, which would form an invisible suppression on cultivators of a slightly lower realm.

When the realm gap is large enough, this suppressive magnetic field will become even more terrifying. Facing the strongest person, ordinary creatures will find it difficult to even raise their heads.

The four of them sat opposite Shen Qing, behaved as students, and each told him about the troubles they were having in their practice, hoping to get some guidance.

They had also consulted many descendants of gods, but the answers they received were rather vague, and some even contained mocking remarks.

"There is actually a bottleneck in the Manifestation Realm? I was able to achieve the Condensation Realm half a year after my awakening. I'm really sorry, I can't imagine how difficult it is."

"What are the experiences of cultivating in the Condensation Realm? I really haven't paid attention to this. After practicing Qi for a few years, I naturally became a Gangsha."

There are countless statements like this. Possessing blood and fragments of inherited memory, the path of cultivation for those who are descendants of gods is essentially a shortcut, and the gap between them and ordinary cultivators is too great.

They hope to get some guidance from Shen Qing.

After all, Shen Qing can barely be considered the same kind of person as them.

Shen Qing's understanding of cultivation could not be called profound, but the Star Source Secret Book was, after all, a teaching passed down by the Taoist ancestor, and it was more than enough to guide several cultivators in the Condensation Yuan Xianxiang realm whose cultivation was far inferior to hers.

This communication was not entirely Shen Qing's one-sided guidance.

During the communication, Shen Qing discovered the unique advantages of the cultivators of this era.

The monks of this era have a unique understanding of how to use the power in the body more accurately and reduce losses during battle.

Ten percent of true energy can exert twelve or even thirteen percent of strength.

Based on this, Shen Qing also gained a lot.

Based on the methods of these old monks, Shen Qingni developed a completely different way of circulating qi.

Increase the loss of internal energy in exchange for stronger explosive power in a short period of time.

With the sundial, she doesn't have to worry about the problem of loss. She can completely change the way of circulating the internal energy.

However, she still needs some time to explore this operating mode.

Nearly three hours passed in the blink of an eye during the conversation, from noon to sunset, before it came to an end.

In the end, the old monks all gained a lot and walked out of the training hall with satisfaction on their faces.

"Would you like to stay for a quick meal?"

When seeing them off, Shen Qing asked politely.

"Sorry to bother you. I'll take my leave now."

"I will prepare some small gifts for you later. I hope you will accept them with a smile. Do not refuse them."

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Taoist. I apologize for disturbing you."

They were all experienced and wise, so they would naturally not be so ignorant. Moreover, grains and cereals were pure impurities to them.

They have not eaten grains for a long time. Now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is withering, practicing alone is not an easy task. The energy of grains is really a burden, and it also consumes extra true energy to excrete it out of the body.

Shen Qing naturally had no intention of keeping them, so he sent them out the door.

Song Lingjia lay down on the sofa, wrapped in the air-conditioned blanket and fell asleep. When she heard the door close, she opened her eyes drowsily: "Gone?"

Shen Qing nodded and pushed open Zhao Yu's door.

Zhao Yu collapsed on the bed, his head covered with half a quilt, like a puddle of mud.

Hearing the noise, he poked his head out from under the quilt, frowning:

"Teacher, I'm so hungry..."

She couldn't understand how the old men could talk so much, and she was so hungry that she felt dizzy.

"It'll be ready soon."

Shen Qing smiled faintly, put on an apron and walked into the kitchen.

The moment the smoke rose, the smell of fireworks gradually soothed the evil spirit that was rising in Shen Qing's heart.

After returning from Tianshen Mountain, Shen Qing realized that there was something wrong with his condition.

The murderous aura accumulated from killing is always difficult to calm down.

A sword is a weapon for killing. To practice swordsmanship, a heavy murderous aura is indispensable.

A knife without murderous intent cannot hurt anyone.

But if this murderous intent is suppressed in his heart, it will become a considerable burden for Shen Qing over time.

However, now she seems to have gradually figured out some tricks.

After walking on the path of cultivation for a long time, it is normal for the blade to be stained with blood. The real essence is how to wash the sword and put it back into the sheath.

By cleaning the blade with worldly energy, one day she will be able to forge a sword that belongs to her alone, and use it to kill and protect herself.

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After returning from the Heavenly God Federation, Shen Qing's life returned to normal again.

She thought that the storm would not pass easily, and she had been waiting for the General Administration of Psychic Power to come to her and put forward conditions or make demands on her.

But half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and she didn't hear any news.

However, the international situation is somewhat turbulent. For some unknown reason, the Federation of Gods and the Empire of Gods have suddenly formed an alliance, targeting the Shenzhou Alliance.

It was another ordinary day like any other.

After finishing a history class, Shen Qing declined the invitations from several teachers and students and set out on his journey home.

She changed her car to a silver-gray coupe, which was a gift from those old monks. Also, she got several credit cards with high limits, and someone was assigned to help her pay off the debt.

Just as she arrived at the door of her house, Shen Qing's cell phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Han Jiao, asking her to meet in person.

There was no reason for Shen Qing to refuse, as she owed the General Administration of Psychic Energy a huge favor.

Half an hour later, the two met in an ordinary cafe.

This time, Han Jiao came to her for something related to the divine corridor.

December is Shen Qing, and this is no longer a secret among the top brass of the General Administration of Psychic Energy.

The official progress of the General Administration of Psychic Power in the excavation of ancient history has long exceeded the imagination of ordinary people. The oldest records can be traced back to nearly a million years ago.