I rely on length to cultivate immortality

Li Xiuchang already knew two of the four neighbors in Donggeng District.

I feel like these two are very human beings.

One is a ruthless person who plans to predict his own death, and the other is an outstanding person whose talent and character impress all the outer disciples.

Li Xiuchang naturally became curious about the other two neighbors whom he had not yet met.

On the way back, I knocked on senior brother Zhang Wanzhi's ears.

"Those two guys... let me introduce you to each other when I get a chance." Zhang Wanzhi shook his head and laughed, "But it's not easy to meet them both, especially Senior Brother Chen. I don't even remember how long it has been since I last saw him."

Hearing what Zhang Wanzhi said, Li Xiuchang suddenly felt that the other two neighbors were not normal either.

But having said that, who else would live in Donggeng District if he wasn’t a weirdo?

Wait, doesn’t that mean that I am too...

Back in Donggeng District, Li Xiuchang thanked Zhang Wanzhi and returned to his house No. 18.

Watching Li Xiuchang's back disappear, Zhang Wanzhi turned his head to look at the old man with a white beard who had appeared beside him at some point, and asked with a smile:

"Lao Gui, what do you think of this little guy?"

He didn't expect "Lao Gui" who had practiced silent meditation to answer him, so he thought to himself: "I like it after getting in touch with him. He is not a troublesome person, but... it is not good for us to let an outsider live here. It’s convenient. I’ll find a way to persuade him later.”

After he finished speaking, he saw Lao Gui stretching out a hand and calculating something.

Zhang Wanzhi laughed and scolded: "No matter what, you have to predict, how many years can you live? You are really not afraid of death!"

Even though he said that, he didn't stop it.

He knew that Lao Gui's divination at this time must be related to Li Xiuchang. A mere mortal with no cultivation base would not suffer from Lao Gui's life expectancy.

But then, he saw Lao Gui's brows furrowed, as if he was hesitating about something.

After a while, Lao Gui took out a piece of tortoise shell, and flames rose in his palm, burning the piece of tortoise shell.

Seeing this, Zhang Wanzhi's expression became serious. There is a saying in the hexagram technique that "small things can be determined by divination, and big things can be predicted by divination." The "divination" refers to burning animal oracle bones with flames to predict heaven's secrets.

Lao Gui's use of this trick shows that the matter is not trivial.

At the same time, it also means that Lao Gui is about to lose his life again.

The tortoise shell crackled under the flames and cracked into several lines.

Lao Gui stared at the lines for a few seconds, and the three remaining black hairs on his head turned white again.

"How's it going? What's the calculation?" Zhang Wanzhi asked quickly.

Lao Gui opened his mouth but made no sound.

Twenty years ago, he would have blurted it out. Fortunately, now he has the restriction of speaking, so he can't speak.

The closed-mouth Buddhist practice is very overbearing, not only speaking, but also the transmission of spiritual consciousness is restricted.

Zhang Wanzhi thoughtfully handed over his flying sword: "Write on the ground."

Lao Gui took the flying sword and made two gestures on the ground before suddenly reacting.

What a poisonous flying sword!

The flying sword in his hand seemed to turn into a poisonous snake, and he was so frightened that he quickly threw it away.

Silence is still useful, as it can buy him some time to calm down at critical moments.

Lao Gui reached out and pulled the last two black hairs on his head and shook them in front of Zhang Wanzhi, with an angry look on his face, as if to say: "Are you letting me die?"

Each of these last three black hairs symbolizes one year of his life.

Just the result of the divination turned one of his hair gray. If this secret was revealed, it would only shorten his life even more. The remaining two black hairs were not enough.

Maybe as soon as his secret was revealed halfway, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

He just wants to die, but he doesn’t really want to die!

When death was imminent, he could still distinguish the serious from the serious.

Zhang Wanzhi smiled sheepishly, picked up the flying sword and said, "I didn't think carefully."

You still have the nerve to laugh!

Lao Gui was so angry that he seemed to be getting older faster than before when he recalled the twenty years he had spent practicing closed-mouth meditation.

Although he has his own problems, the other guys in Donggeng District are also involved!

Every time they tried to persuade him not to make random calculations or talk nonsense, but when it came time to use him, they all wanted to use flying swords to pry his mouth open.

Lao Gui didn't want to reveal it, so Zhang Wanzhi could only guess on his own.

"The prediction you just made should be related to Li Xiuchang. Let me guess...Li Xiuchang is not good for our plan. Do you want to get rid of him?"

Lao Gui waved his hands quickly and shook his head crazily.

So one of the only two black hairs he had left was half white.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to stay, so he turned around and rushed towards his residence.

Zhang Wanzhi continued to guess: "That means it is beneficial to our plan. Do you want to stay?"

Lao Gui didn't dare to answer. He just pretended not to hear and immersed himself in his residence.

"If you don't deny it, it's acquiescence." Zhang Wanzhi chuckled and looked at No. 18, Donggeng District, "It's interesting."

…

Li Xiuchang still didn't know that Senior Brother Gui had changed the script of his life at the cost of one and a half years of his life.

At this time, he had already started practicing for the first time in his life.

The first step in practice is to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body with the spiritual orifice, condense the spiritual energy into spiritual power, combine it with the innate energy in the Dantian, and transform it into magic power.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is acquired energy, while the innate energy brought out from the mother's womb should actually be written as "Qi".

The innate Qi is integrated into the magic power, and the success rate will be higher when building foundations in the future. The foundation laid will be more solid, and the path to immortality will be much smoother in the future.

This is also the reason why Xianchen Sect does not accept disciples over the age of eighteen. After the age of eighteen, the innate Qi is lost and the future achievements are limited.

Li Xiuchang finally felt the uselessness of his inferior spiritual orifice. He sat in the quiet room on the first floor for half a day without sensing the free spiritual energy in the world. He had to stop until his stomach growled with hunger.

He took out a bottle of fasting pills from his arms, shoved one into his mouth, and the hunger disappeared immediately.

He got this fasting pill after passing the sect rules test. There is actually a cafeteria in Xianchen Sect. Although fasting pills can fill the stomach, they have no taste. They are usually used as a meal replacement during closed-door practice.

Li Xiuchang thought for a moment, got up and went to the small practice room on the first floor.

This practice room can only accommodate one person sitting cross-legged. There is a cushion on the ground, and there is a small hole on the ground next to the cushion.

Li Xiuchang sat cross-legged on the cushion, closed the door of the practice room, and took out a spiritual stone from his arms.

He threw the spirit stone into the hole next to the futon, and after a while, a light mist gushed out from it.

Li Xiuchang knew that this was spiritual energy!

This small hole was the terminal of the spiritual energy pipeline of Xianchen Sect, known as the "spiritual eye".

Throwing spirit stones into the spiritual eye will cause spiritual energy to gush out.

These spiritual energies come from the underground spiritual veins of Xianchen Sect, and the spirit stones thrown in are recycled by Xianchen Sect.

The amount of spiritual energy gushing out of the spiritual eye is far more than the spiritual energy contained in the invested spirit stones.

This is also the benefit that Xianchen Sect gives to its disciples.

Therefore, almost no formal disciples of Xianchen Sect will directly absorb spirit stones for cultivation, and they all choose to put spirit stones into the spirit eye to exchange for spiritual energy.

Li Xiuchang put a spirit stone into the spirit eye, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the practice room soared instantly.

The richer the spiritual energy, the easier it is to sense it.

In such an environment, Li Xiuchang closed his eyes and meditated for less than half an hour before he sensed the existence of spiritual energy.