It was a completely unfamiliar text, but Fu Chen could directly understand the content and meaning of the words, with various graphic imprints interspersed to complement them.
There is really too much content, including exercises, combat techniques, alchemy, weapon refining, supernatural powers, classics, and the spiritual world...
Xuying carefully warned: "Disciple, the Kung Fu Chapter and the Combat Technique Chapter are the fruits of endless years spent as a master. They are the foundation of your practice. You can understand and practice the others on your own, and you must not take it lightly.
Revealed to others.”
Fu Chen respectfully replied: "Disciple, please remember Master's teachings."
Xuying nodded with satisfaction and continued: "My disciple's physical body is reborn, just experience it carefully and with your heart.
There is another thing that needs to be explained clearly. This mountain and sea... is what you call the earth now. It is full of disasters, and I have taken action many times.
There will be a world-ending crisis in the near future, and the spirit of Master will soon dissipate, and everything in the future can only depend on you."
"Ah?!" Fu Chen screamed, unable to believe his ears.
He was dumbfounded and thought: "Aren't you kidding me? You just got a new life and you are so full of ambition, you tell me that the earth will end soon?"
After coming back to his senses, he quickly and carefully asked: "Master, when will the disaster come, and what can I do to resolve it?"
The shadow pondered for a while and said in a deep voice: "In about ten years, if only one person has the strength to transform into a god, he can resolve it with a wave of his hand."
Xuying said and waved his hand, a blue metal ring with stars hollowed out appeared out of thin air, and took three drops of blood from Fu Chen's hand.
Two of them merged into the blue ring in front of him and the gray-black ring on the previous hand, and were placed on Fu Chen's current ring finger and middle finger of his left hand.
The moment the gray-black ring absorbs the blood, this space appears clearly in the mind.
It blends into the skin as soon as it touches the middle finger. It is invisible but can be felt. It is so magical that only the blue ring on the ring finger is exposed.
The last drop of blood blended into the bronze dagger not far away, and the entire sword body glowed with a burst of bloody light before returning to normal.
The ghost continued to explain: "In the blue ring, the rough stone in the center can be used to help the disciple solidify his foundation. The low-quality spiritual stones around it are also left for you, which may be useful in the future.
There are some jade slips left in my master's mansion on the mountainside, which can not only broaden your horizons, but also provide you with what you need when choosing someone to teach you in the future.
In order to prevent a powerful person from searching your soul to know your origin in the future and attracting covetous attention, I will use the art of the soul as my master."
Before Fu Chen could say anything, Xuying held a sword in his right hand and pointed at his forehead.
As the spell was performed, his figure quickly faded and dissipated, and finally turned into a gray light that penetrated Fu Chen's forehead.
Fu Chen clearly noticed that all the memories from the time he first entered here to the dissipation of the master were condensed into a point, shrouded and obscured by a gray point of light.
The master's last voice came through my mind: "Cultivation cultivators, the journey against heaven, the path to becoming a strong person requires many hardships, go!"
As soon as the words ended, Fu Chen's body was directly repelled from the ring space uncontrollably.
When you return to the room from the ring space, the scene you see is hazy and illusory. Looking around you are a world composed of particles, light groups and lines of various colors.
Thinking of his master's words, he concentrated on his eyes and slowly felt and comprehended them.
Gradually the halo changes, and the walls, tables, chairs, and doors return to their original perspective one by one.
After repeated attempts and practice, I was finally able to control my eyesight at will.
"These eyes are simply amazing, they beat Plath!" Fu Chen thought happily.
I saw that the middle finger of my left hand was empty, with only the blue ring on my ring finger, but I could clearly feel the presence of the gray-black ring integrated into the skin of my middle finger, which was very magical.
I changed the blue ring to my middle finger, made a fist, and was very satisfied.
I got up and went to the full-length mirror in the living room. I looked at myself in the mirror and was stunned.
In the mirror, I saw a 17 or 18-year-old boy who was more than 1.8 meters tall. He had a well-proportioned and slender figure. Under his slightly long and messy hair, he had beautiful and flawless facial features. He was wearing a silver flowing robe, like a banished person who could not eat the fireworks of the world.
Immortals descend into the mortal world.
In front of the mirror, Fu Chen sighs and sighs: "If I had looked like this, I wouldn't have been so miserable just because of my appearance. If it is broken, the original certificate will no longer be used, and I will have to apply for it again."
After calming down, he thought of the disaster ten years later. His heart was heavy and he called out in his heart: "Your Majesty, is your Majesty here? I have something to ask."
"What's the matter? Hey, it is indeed a great opportunity to be able to be reborn like this." As soon as Di Xin's indifferent voice came out, he let out a surprised exclamation.
"Reborn? What a vision, this is basically reincarnation, a stone fetus." He muttered to himself, and quickly told the story of the disaster.
Di Xin was shocked when he heard this and guessed: "Could it be that an extraterrestrial civilization is coming to invade again?"
After careful questioning and conversation, Fu Chen found out that when Emperor Xin was still alive, there were legends of alien races from outside the world. Their descendants had mixed and assimilated with the aboriginal people, and they no longer posed a threat.
Back then, he was defeated and seriously wounded, his golden elixir was shattered, and his soul was disabled. When he was dying, his character changed drastically and he was barely recognized by the ring bag.
But the incomplete soul couldn't get a chance, so it detonated the last bit of power of the golden elixir and threw the sword out of the fire.
Finally, it plunged into the rocks of Nanshan Mountain, and its remaining soul was sheltered in the ring for more than three thousand years.
Like previous owners, he set a soul seal on the ring. Even if his bloodline was not recognized by the Bronze Sword, he would not be able to access the ring even if he met the requirements.
Who are these people? No wonder Master said that the owners of past generations are the biggest obstacles to opportunities.
At that time, my bloodline was recognized, and after the seal was released, my spirit was sucked into the ring, and my spirit separated from my body, and I even became comatose.
Not getting any substantive information, Fu Chen replied helplessly: "It seems that we can only practice hard and reach the stage of becoming a god as soon as possible."
Di Xin rarely got angry and angrily shouted: "What? I am an ignorant young man who doesn't know how high the sky is."
Fu Chen felt confused and quickly asked the reason. After hearing the explanation, he was dumbfounded.
Cultivation is a matter of fighting against nature, and every step is full of difficulties and obstacles.
Being able to reach the Nascent Soul stage within a hundred years is already a rare qualification in the world.
He actually imagined that he could reach the stage of spiritual transformation within ten years. Ignorance is fearless, and he made a big joke.
After careful discussion with Di Xin, he decided that considering the current situation, he needed to join the world and practice spiritual practice.
First of all, he had just started to practice, and the daily practice time should not be too long. It was estimated that two hours would be the limit;
Secondly, after he got rid of his illness, he should be self-reliant and go out to make money and be filial to his parents;
The most important thing is to select the right people to teach the skills and jointly deal with the disaster ten years from now.
From the moment he knew that the disaster had been brought forward, Fu Chen felt enveloped by invisible pressure.
The ups and downs of life happened too quickly. He was originally an otaku with no ambitions, and he really couldn't bear it when he was suddenly asked to be responsible for the survival of mankind.
We cannot make the news public rashly. This is the 21st century, and the whole world believes in the supremacy of science.
Let him, a nobody like him, run out and tell people: Young man, I see that your bones are extraordinary and that you are a genius that is not seen in a century. Come and practice with me. Let us fly with swords, ask for immortality, and protect the safety of the world together, right?
People dared to pick up their shoes, chase him with a mop, and beat him, inevitably cursing: "Tmd, you think we are idiots, lunatics should stay at home and don't come out to harm others, okay?"
Even if some people believe it, how will he explain it?
Are you saying that because of yourself, the disasters that could have been easily resolved by the gods have to be faced by the people on earth themselves?
Fu Chen shuddered, isn't this seeking death by seeking hatred!
It was as if he saw the horrific scene of himself being smashed into pieces over and over again in various different ways.
I don't dare to spread the practice rashly. I'm not afraid that people won't believe it, but I'm afraid that it will be learned by treacherous people with evil intentions, which will cause trouble to society.
He needs to personally contact more people, observe, test, determine his nature and character, and gain the trust of others before he can develop better.
Moreover, Di Xin said that only when practitioners understand the various situations in life can they calmly deal with various hardships, setbacks and temptations in the future, and only by not forgetting the original intention can they go further.
The Magic City, with its prosperous economy and dense population, was his choice to gain experience in the world. He did not choose a city in the north, but preferred the climate and environment there.
In the days that followed, Fu Chen went out to apply for household registration documents and began to practice formally.
I spent the morning studying combat skills, learning every move in my mind, and soon became masterful.
Practice the exercises at night. The exercise chapter comes with a lot of graphic annotations and tips.
After figuring it out, holding the gray rough stone in his hand, he concentrated on running the technique without daring to relax at all.
The practice progressed smoothly at the beginning, feeling natural and smooth, without any stagnation.
But as the practice deepens, it becomes apparent how slow the practice is.
Almost a month later, all the documents have been processed.
Because before the appearance and appearance were completely different, except for the photos, numbers, dates, names and other information, they were the same as before.
As for cultivation, after all this time, Fu Chen has not yet reached the so-called "entry level", the foundation-building stage.
It’s so slow!
This is all thanks to the raw chaos stone left by the master. If you use other spiritual stones to practice, will you get the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon?
I had previously dreamed of reaching the stage of spiritual transformation within ten years, but daydreaming might make it faster.
Don't blame Di Xin for being angry and not calling him an idiot directly. Either he is well-educated, or he simply doesn't know that such a curse word exists, and he is a bastard.
Now Fu Chen is still a novice in cultivation, and he still doesn't know that his cultivation speed is already "terrifying".
I just felt ashamed that I was too stupid and blamed myself for failing to live up to Master's high expectations.
I simply returned to my old homebody life, practicing to the limit every day, and then carefully studying the inheritance of the techniques in my mind.
Having gone through the regrets and regrets of the past, Fu Chen, who had regained the opportunity, did not dare to relax or be lazy at all.
Another month passed like this, and finally, Fu Chen reached the "entry" level and broke through to the foundation building stage.
I simply packed up my gifts, took my new certificate, and embarked on a journey of spiritual practice.