C1 Spirit Dao Arts

Central State Province, Forest City, Dragon's Saliva.

At nine o'clock in the evening, there was no sign of the moon in the sky. Only a few stars were left to prove his existence. Everything was pitch-black.

However, at this moment, a youth was sitting cross-legged under the willow tree by the lake.

If one were to approach him at this moment, they would discover that the breathing in and out of the youth's chest seemed to follow a certain pattern, and his aura seemed to be even longer than that of an ordinary person.

Moreover, he could vaguely feel two streams of white mist being sucked into his nose.

His name was Zhang Yicheng, and he was nineteen years old. He lived in the shanty town not far from the lakeside of Dragon's Saliva.

Zhang Yichen was also a man of hardships. Originally, he had a whole family, but when he was 13 years old, his family suffered a car accident.

Since then his parents had left him, and it was only when his mother had pushed him away at a critical moment that he had survived.

However, since the driver had run away in a hit-and-run situation, he decided to leave it at that.

It was a good thing that he had the help of his neighbors in the past six years. Otherwise, he might already be dead.

"..."

Suddenly, Zhang Yicheng, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, quickly opened his mouth.

A wisp of white gas shot out from his mouth and soared into the sky.

When the white mist reached a distance of twenty to thirty meters, it seemed to come to life as it coiled in the night sky.

After a slight change in Zhang Yicheng's right hand, the wisp of white mist immediately dove into the Dragon's Saliva at the bottom of the lake.

The originally unresponsive Dragon's Saliva was suddenly struck by thunder as water splashed ten meters into the air.

Only then did Zhang Yicheng open his eyes.

However, just as he opened his eyes, a red light flashed across them.

"Done, I didn't expect all of this to be true." Zhang Yicheng clenched his fists and thought to himself.

In the past, Zhang Yicheng had always been skeptical of the chaotic memories in his mind.

Even so, he still came to the Dragon's Saliva every night to cultivate according to the method in his mind. After a month of hard work, he finally succeeded in reaching Foundation Establishment.

"Since that's the case, it seems like I wasn't dreaming that night. I really did escape from the gates of hell." Thinking of this, Zhang Yicheng also felt a sense of dread.

This had to start a month ago.

Dragon's Saliva is an ecological lake in the forest city. Many tourists visit during the day.

As for Zhang Yichen, his family was located in the shanty district that was one mile away from the Dragon's Saliva. Every evening, he would go there to pick up plastic bottles.

That night, Zhang Yicheng also headed to the Dragon's Saliva as usual. Everything seemed extremely normal.

However, just as Zhang Yicheng was about to return, something unexpected happened.

In the beginning, Zhang Yicheng didn't notice the red light coming from the center of the lake due to the waves. However, when the red light rushed out from the waves and was discovered by Zhang Yicheng, he was already unable to react in time, and was directly struck by the red light.

Then, Zhang Yicheng fell into a coma.

While in a coma, Zhang Yicheng had a strange dream. In the dream, he turned into a milky-white little person, trapped in his mind. In front of him appeared a red little person, whose entire body was burning with raging flames.

Before the little fellow could do anything, Zhang Yicheng had already been paralyzed by the heat of the flames. The little red figure arrived in front of him and said, "Brat, consider yourself lucky. This Daoist Master has taken a fancy to your body."

Then, the tiny flame figure reached out both of its hands towards Zhang Yicheng's head.

However, the moment the flaming palm made contact with Zhang Yicheng, the tiny red figure let out a miserable "Ah!".

Following that, the little fellow's pained moans could be heard, "No, impossible. Why would your body undergo such a mutation?"

Only then did Zhang Yicheng realize that the tiny flame figure that was squatting on the ground in front of him had already collapsed and was looking at him with a frightened expression. It seemed like it wanted to retract the arm that was grabbing Zhang Yichen, but it just couldn't.

In the end, after half an hour, Zhang Yicheng saw the flames on the tiny flame figure slowly dim down until it disappeared.

When Zhang Yicheng woke up, it was already the morning of the second day. However, he found out that he was still lying by the shore of the Dragon's Saliva, unharmed.

Zhang Yicheng thought that he had just had a dream about everything that had happened the previous night.

However, since that night, his mind was filled with many strange things.

There were demon beasts, magic treasures, medicinal pills, and the most ridiculous thing was that there were people who could fly in the sky and move mountains and fill the sea.

However, there were some things that were extremely vague, as if they were deliberately covered by something. Thus, Zhang Yicheng could only vaguely make out the outline.

However, one of them was called "Spirit Dao Arts". It was extremely clear what kind of cultivation technique it was.

From that cultivation technique, Zhang Yicheng learned that cultivation was divided into eight stages: Qi Cultivation, Xiantian, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, Void Transformation, Body Fusion, and Tribulation.

The Qi Cultivation stage was divided into three stages: Foundation Establishment, Profound Opening, and Spirit Sea.

After successfully reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, one could wield a thousand jin of power and run as fast as a horse.

Profound Opening and Divine Sea martial artists were even more extraordinary. They could summon the wind and summon the rain or summon the rain. It wouldn't be a problem for them to just throw beans and become a soldier.

And the next stage of the Upper Sky Realm, according to the description of the technique, was almost the same as the legendary immortals. They could control the Qi to ride the wind for ninety thousand miles and had an exaggerated lifespan of three hundred years.

"..."

"Those are still too far away for me. But now, I would like to try and see if my Foundation Establishment skills are as amazing as the cultivation techniques described."

With that said, Zhang Yicheng stood up and punched the willow tree that was as thick as an adult's waist.

Due to the blood and gore from his fists, Zhang Yicheng's mind had already become a normal person. He screamed out in pain.

However, a strange scene occurred.

With a loud bang, Zhang Yicheng's fist directly sank a dozen centimeters into the willow tree.

The top of the willow tree swayed after Zhang Yi's punch, and the dead leaves fell.

Zhang Yi Chen wasn't fully satisfied yet. He fiercely took three steps to the right. He was already ten meters away from where he originally stood, and it didn't even take a second.

"Damn, it can't be!" Seeing his performance, Zhang Yicheng couldn't help but be speechless.

However, he was also looking forward to the next stage of cultivation.

"However, after I have successfully entered the Foundation Establishment stage, I seem to have consumed almost all of the spiritual energy in the Dragon's Saliva. Fortunately, the Spirit Dao Arts mentioned not only can absorb spiritual energy, but it can also absorb Baleful Yin Force. It seems that I need to find another place to cultivate." Zhang Yi Chen felt the spiritual energy around him and sighed.

He then looked towards the direction of Nine Dragons Mountain, saying, "The spiritual energy seems to have flowed down from the Nine Dragons Mountain. Could it be that the Nine Dragons Mountain still has a place that is filled with spiritual energy?"

It was a joke that the Nine Dragon Mountain had an area of several dozen miles, but if they wanted to find something like this, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, this place was not on the surface.

"Looks like I have to think of another way, perhaps by starting with pills." Zhang Yi Chen calculated in his heart.

Of course, Zhang Yicheng wasn't talking nonsense with the pills. These memories came from that night when he met the tiny flame figure.

Previously, he only knew the concepts of pills in his mind. However, if he wanted to look through them, it was like looking through a veil and he couldn't see them clearly.

It was just like how Zhang Yichen's memories were too massive and his cultivation was too weak to contain them. Thus, only when Zhang Yicheng reached the level of his cultivation, would he be able to gradually store and store them all.

However, the memories in his mind that he could flip through were only the tip of the iceberg. He did not know what cultivation level the tiny flame figure had in the past.

"I've never seen any of those herbs before, but I know the medicinal properties of these herbs. They can be replaced with the current ones, but the cost of these herbs are decades or hundreds of years, so the price is probably not cheap." Thinking about the price of the ingredients, Zhang Yicheng felt a headache.

"Forget it. Cultivation is not something that can be completed in a short period of time. I'll think of a way to do it in the future with money."

Thinking that, Zhang Yicheng walked towards the direction of the shantytown.

Today, in order to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, his mental and physical strength was overloaded. Right now, he just wanted to lie on the bed and have a good night's sleep.

However, when Zhang Yicheng was still 200 to 300 meters away from the shack, a broken van, which was parked on the bicycle road, blocked his way.

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