12dz Chapter 7 Spiritual Energy
Chapter 7 Spiritual Energy
Is this the legendary spirit stone?
Zhao Cheng'an stroked the stone as if he were caressing the delicate skin of a lover.
The previously damaged spirit stone felt warm to the touch, but now it was somewhat cold. Moreover, when placed under the moonlight, wisps of smoke rose upwards, making it look quite extraordinary.
Zhao Cheng'an was excited, but also somewhat speechless.
Having spent five whole days traveling through time, the fact that I managed to find a single spirit stone has made me this happy.
If it were any other time traveler, they would probably be close to the point of not eating beef by now.
I haven't even entered the beginner village yet.
And as expected, spirit stones are likely the most basic unit of currency in the cultivation world. Currently, synthesizing a single spirit stone takes several days; won't it get slower and slower in the future? I wonder if the Qiankun Cauldron can upgrade along with my cultivation level.
Zhao Cheng'an looked at the spirit stone in his hand, feeling conflicted for a while.
Get those thoughts out of your mind.
There are only two days left until the quiz on the ancient teachings, so we can't waste any time.
Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng'an took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and assumed a posture with his palms facing upwards. He clasped his hands together and pressed the cool spirit stone tightly against his lower abdomen, specifically his dantian.
Take a deep breath and focus your energy in your lower abdomen.
He closed his eyes and began to recite the scriptures again, following the rhythm he remembered.
This time, the feeling was indeed very different.
A cool sensation spread outwards from the dantian, making the body feel much lighter, and the stinging pain caused by the poison mark on the chest was also relieved.
……
The sky gradually brightened.
The long night passed by unnoticed.
Zhao Cheng'an sat on the couch all night without closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he felt not the slightest bit tired, but rather refreshed and full of energy.
He rolled out of bed, pushed open the door, and went outside.
The morning air carried the scent of dew. Guard Xiao Wu leaned against a pillar, two obvious dark circles under his eyes, and he kept yawning.
Seeing Xiao Wu's dejected appearance, Zhao Cheng'an casually asked a question.
"What happened? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
The moment he said those words, he immediately realized something was wrong.
I chanted scriptures all night, but the soundproofing of this bamboo house outside was terrible...
Xiao Wu raised his bloodshot eyes, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Cheng'an's radiant face before settling into a resentful look. He silently turned away, continuing to stare blankly at the fallen leaves on the ground.
Zhao Cheng'an coughed twice, trying to cover up his embarrassment, and the two walked towards the cafeteria.
These past few days, I've been reciting scriptures every day, and even my appetite has improved a lot.
Although the food provided in the cafeteria seemed somewhat bland and tasteless to him, Zhao Chengan still ate quite a lot with relish.
I had just put down my chopsticks and hadn't even gotten up when I heard a series of hurried footsteps outside the door.
Along with the footsteps came a familiar hoarse voice and gloating whispers:
"Have you heard? The Great Yin Dynasty has lost two more border passes, and the entire north has become a battlefield. I don't think it can hold out for much longer."
"For hundreds of years, the Great Yin has been the strongest of the seven kingdoms, and for a time it was even known as the ruler of the world. But now I think it is already showing signs of its demise."
"If the skin is gone, what will the hair cling to? I'll see what kind of good end some of those who hide in the Imperial Academy, wasting their lives."
Crunch!
The cafeteria door was pushed open.
In the bright autumn sunlight, Zhao Cheng'an and Guo You outside stared at each other.
Guo You instinctively wanted to avoid Zhao Cheng'an's gaze, but remembering the intelligence he had gathered from the noodle market, he immediately straightened his back and his expression hardened. He opened his mouth, wanting to use the previous conversation as a springboard for another sarcastic remark.
Just then, Zhao Chengan cleared his throat, and a hoarse sound came from it.
Guo You's face turned green as if he were thinking of something, and he instinctively made way for him. Clearly, what happened that day had left him with a huge psychological shadow.
Zhao Cheng'an leisurely walked past Guo You while picking his teeth.
At the same time, he said to Xiao Wu beside him, "What's wrong with this guy? I just coughed once, and he acted like he was about to pee his pants."
"I don't know, maybe that's just how people born in the Year of the Dog are."
Their voices drifted on the autumn wind.
The two students accompanying Guo You both had expressions of barely suppressed laughter.
Guo You clenched his fists, his face grim, and muttered under his breath, "Just you wait and see how long you can be so smug."
……
Day 7, evening.
Tomorrow is the day of the quiz on ancient teachings.
For the vast majority of students at the Imperial Academy, this was just an ordinary test, no different from any other day.
However, Zhao Chengan knew very well that this was his only chance to change his fate.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the drowning person grabbed onto a straw on the shore for salvation. To say that they weren't nervous at all would be impossible.
However, after so many days of mental preparation and preparation since he transmigrated to this point, he has gradually gotten used to the pressure.
"The zither's heart dances three times, the celestial being emerges, nine breaths shine brightly from the heavens, the divine canopy of the child rises from the purple smoke."
The clear sound of chanting sutras echoed in the bamboo house.
The sound of the temple bells rang out again late into the night.
The clear chanting suddenly stopped. The windows on the second floor of the bamboo house were wide open.
Zhao Cheng'an sat cross-legged on the bed, a gentle evening breeze causing his long robe to flutter softly. He slowly opened his eyes, a look of surprise and joy on his face, his eyes shining brightly in the dim light.
Just now, as he chanted the sutra, he suddenly felt as if an indescribable layer of pure energy had appeared in his dantian.
A refreshing sensation spread outwards like ripples.
Zhao Cheng'an suddenly bent over and began to cough violently.
He opened his mouth and coughed up a large mouthful of thick phlegm streaked with dark red blood.
After spitting out the thick phlegm, he pulled open his shirt and looked down.
The once shocking dark blue poison mark on his left chest had faded to almost nothing, leaving only a faint red ring.
Not only that, he felt his body become exceptionally light, as if he had lost twenty pounds of fat out of thin air, and even his breathing became incredibly smooth.
The five senses have also been greatly enhanced.
He could even clearly see the fine serrated edges of the leaves under the moonlight outside the window, and hear the faint sounds of autumn insects flapping their wings in the grass.
Although it's far from a complete transformation, the person seems to have become much healthier and full of energy.
Is it really that amazing?
Although Zhao Cheng'an knew nothing about the specific realms of cultivation, he guessed that he should have already made a certain breakthrough.
Everything is just right!
Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, Zhao Cheng'an felt a surge of excitement.
With this in mind, I'm much more confident about passing the quiz on ancient teachings tomorrow!