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After a while, Han Yan came to the front of a cave, took a deep breath and said respectfully: "Master, disciple is here."

The cave dwelling was actually a mountain cave on the mountain face. It was just that a simple formation technique was laid out outside to prevent outsiders from entering freely. The cave in front of Han Yan looked no different from a mountain wall. If not for the words "Wei Peng" written on the stone tablet in front of him, he would have thought that he came to the wrong place. Because the mountain was covered with vines, it was impossible to see where the cave entrance was.

After a long while, there was no reply from the cave. Han Yan frowned, and muttered: "Could it be that Master could not hear what I said? Or is he not in the cave? "

Just as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded out from behind him. "Kid, you don't have natural talent, but you're not stupid."

Han Yan jumped in shock. When he turned around and saw his master, he was startled for a moment. "Master, why are you here?"

It's fine if you don't bring up this matter, but once he heard this, Wei Peng immediately became angry in his heart, and said angrily: "Isn't it all because of you?" He walked in front of Han Yan and waved his right hand in front of him. A wave of spirit energy was emitted from his body, and a ripple that looked like a water wave suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave that was originally filled with rattan grass.

Seeing this scene, Han Yan was stunned, he muttered: "This is the Immortal Art?"

The cave was very monotonous. Other than the stone bed s, there was only a meditation cushion.

The spiritual energy here was much denser than in the outer courtyard, especially around the praying mat. It was as if the spiritual energy in the surroundings was congregating there.

Wei Peng sat behind the praying mat and slapped the grey cloth bag on his waist. A similar cloth bag flew out and floated in front of him. He grabbed the cloth bag and threw it in front of Han Yan: "This is a storage bag used by cultivators. Inside, there are clothes worn by official disciples. His Spiritual Sense swept across Han Yan's face, and discovered that the Spirit Qi in his body was more dense than he had expected, causing his anger to decrease a little. If Han Yan was not even here to start teaching, he had no confidence in teaching him anymore.

Han Yan took the storage bag, opened the bag and looked inside. The interior was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. It was strange, however, that compared to the money bags used by the villagers, the storage bag s were not special at all. Apart from the cloth being a little better, the making of the cloth was a little more exquisite. But why can't sunlight enter such a storage bag?

Seeing Han Yan's actions, the anger that had just dissipated in Wei Peng could not help but rise again as he shouted, "What are you looking at, do you still not understand?"

A gigantic question mark appeared in Han Yan's mind. What did he understand? He didn't understand anything at all.

Thinking about Han Yan's aptitude, Wei Peng knew to ask him these questions, and asking him the same question as asking an idiot was no different. He suppressed his anger and explained: "This storage bag was refined from the skin of a Demonic Beast, and there's a simple formation array on it. He waved his hand, and suddenly, a powerful force came from Han Yan's hand as the storage bag flew straight into his hand.

Wei Peng held onto the storage bag, and said to Han Yan: "There is spirit energy in your body, I think you have been cultivating for some time, right now I will tell you how to open your spirit sense." The spiritual energy in a cultivator's body is in the form of spiritual energy, but it exists as gas. When the cultivator's cultivation level is higher, it becomes liquid and becomes solid.

"Divine sense?" This was the first time Han Yan had heard this word, and he could not help but ask, "Master, what is a consciousness?"

"Divine sense is ?" Wei Peng was furious, he could no longer hold back and shouted out, "Consciousness is not a thing, it's an energy contained within the soul."

Being scolded by his master, Han Yan felt a bit wronged. How could someone who had never cultivated immortality know what a consciousness was?

"So stupid." Wei Peng scolded softly. Han Yan's talent made him feel helpless, no matter how dumb he was, any outer sect disciple would be able to understand the meaning of the words Han Yan said on the cultivation path. The person in front of him, on the other hand, was smart. However, why was it that he was so slow to understand Dao language? Right now, he was wondering if he could make this disciple reach Qi Disciple level 1.

Han Yan knew that her talent was insufficient and it was reasonable for her master to be angered by him to such an extent. If it was anyone else who accepted a disciple like her, they would also be angered to death. Han Yan finally understood why talented disciples could cultivate and talented disciples could only become outer disciples. If one wanted to cultivate to become an immortal, talent was too important. Not only would it affect one's cultivation speed, it would also affect one's ability to comprehend the Dao language.

Since he was too stupid, he had to learn and ask more. Han Yan had been a disgraceful child since young, so he cupped his hands and said: "Disciple is ignorant, Master please guide me." As he spoke, he fell to his knees. Earlier, Han Yan saw despair in his master's eyes. If he had still not taken action, then this master that he had just sworn to no longer cared about him, and had allowed him to fend for himself in the blink of an eye.

Wei Peng had indeed fallen into despair, but when he saw Han Yan kneel down, his heart softened and he sighed to himself, "No matter what, this is still a disciple that he just accepted. Forget it, at most I'll just put in a bit more effort. " Looking at Han Yan's eyes that were filled with firm conviction, he said slowly: "As long as you enter the sect, you will have spiritual sense. When you cultivate, do you feel the presence of the surrounding spiritual energy, as well as the density of the spiritual energy?"

"Disciple can sense it." Han Yan replied with a sincere attitude.

Wei Peng continued: "You can feel it, but it's not because you saw it nor because you smelled it. It's because a strange energy is forming in your mind and you can feel the existence of spirit energy." In other words, he was afraid that Han Yan didn't understand, so he simply said, "A consciousness is actually an energy that is being emitted from the brain like an invisible ripple. Even if one closes their eyes, this ripple of consciousness is able to make you feel something that you originally couldn't see."

Han Yan's eyes were wide opened, to be honest, he did not understand what she meant.

Seeing Han Yan's confused expression, Wei Peng exhaled deeply, took out a sealed wine jar from the storage bag, and placed it on the ground. He then said to Han Yan: "Can you feel what's inside?"

Seeing the wine jar, Han Yan did not even think about it, and said: "Wine!"

"Wine?" Wei Peng had the urge to slap Han Yan, but after restraining himself for a bit, he said, "Don't think of alcohol just by looking at the wine jar, you have to use your spiritual sense to feel it."

Han Yan shifted his gaze onto the wine jar, but no matter how he looked, he was unable to sense what was inside. At the end, he decided to give up on the so-called spiritual sense detection because even now, he still did not completely understand what that spiritual sense was and how it could be felt. Thus, he raised his head to look at his Master. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xie Peng ask anxiously, "You sensed it?"

"Master, I really can't sense it." Han Yan said with an innocent expression.

"You ?" Wei Peng stood up, panting heavily as he questioned, "Since your body possessed spirit energy and you could also sense the surrounding spirit energy's density, how could you not use your mind power?"

Han Yan really wanted to ask, what exactly was his Divine Sense. However, after seeing his Master's angry look, he did not have the courage to ask further, so he could only lower his head.

Xie Peng was already infuriated to the point of death. He had long known that Han Yan's aptitude was inferior, but the result proved that it was even worse than what he had imagined.

After a long while, Wei Peng finally said lightly, "Close your eyes and sense your surroundings. Whenever you sense something in the jar, smash it down, and Master will know. " With that, he waved his sleeve and quickly left. His hasty manner clearly showed that he did not want to take another look at Han Yan.

Han Yan sighed, he then sat cross legged on the ground and started to sense the surrounding movements. Closing his eyes, he saw nothing but darkness. He tried his best to sense the situation, but the result was the same as before. After an unknown period of time, Han Yan's stomach rumbled and he opened his eyes. What entered his vision was his master's ashen face.

"Haven't you detected it yet?" After going out for a day, there was still no news of Han Yan, and Wei Peng could not help but return. Who would've thought that the moment he returned, he would hear this brat's stomach growl.

Seeing Han Yan not replying, Wei Peng knew that he did not feel anything. He took out a medicine from his bosom and handed it over to Han Yan: "Eat it."

Han Yan took the white medicine and took out a yellow Pill. Smelling the medicinal aroma, Han Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Just as he was about to swallow it, he suddenly thought of something and raised his head to look at Wei Peng: "Master, what did you give me to eat?" He was not an idiot, although he did not think that Wei Peng would harm him, but he was cautious by nature, so he decided to get to the bottom of this matter.

"Fasting Pill." Xie Peng saw through Han Yan's thoughts with a single glance and impatiently said, "If I want to harm you, all I have to do is move my fingers. As your master, do you think I'll do anything to you?" Seeing Han Yan consume the Pill, he said: "After consuming it, there's no need to eat for a month. During this time, stay here and properly sense what is inside the jar with your spiritual sense, and then come out again."

Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, Han Yan had already been sitting within the cave for more than half a month. No matter how hard he tried to sense the surroundings, he could not find anything. However, his perseverance and personality in cultivation made it so that he wouldn't give up so easily. Even though he knew it was hard to sense with his divine sense, he still believed that as long as he continued to sense, he would definitely gain something.

That night, when Han Yan was preparing to rest, he suddenly realized that in the originally pitch-black world, a small white dot of light had appeared. That dot of light was only the size of a grain of rice, and it seemed to be in front of his eyes, or at the same time, in the distant horizon. Han Yan had been sensing it for a long time, but it was the first time he sensed a dot of light.

That speck of light was really too far away. Han Yan flew in the darkness for a long time, but still could not detect any changes to that speck of light. Han Yan was afraid that he would not be able to sense this light when he woke up. He continuously pinched his thigh and used the stimulation of pain to stay awake. This method was very difficult for an ordinary person to bear, but the effect was very obvious. Every time he was done pinching, not only did he not feel the least bit sleepy, his mind would instead become more clear-headed.

Han Yan could not think of a reason as he continued to chase after the speck of light. Time flew by in this pursuit. Thus, after another ten days, the dot of light in his mind became the size of a thumb, as if it was right in front of his eyes. Han Yan clenched his teeth, his mind suddenly sprinted forward, and like a meteor, he smashed towards the speck of light. After smashing into the light dot, Han Yan felt a sharp pain in his head. He had felt nothing, but in the next second, he clearly saw that the light dot was nothing else but a white colored Imperial Jade Seal.

"Why is the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal in my mind?" Han Yan was stupefied for a moment, unable to comprehend the current situation. Just when he was confused, the dot of light turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his consciousness. Then, the surrounding darkness disappeared and was replaced by a transparent world. He looked at the stone bed, saw the praying mat and also saw the wine jar.

After seeing the jar of wine, Han Yan's first reaction was to know what was inside the jar of wine. Just as this thought appeared, a strange energy surged out like a wave and instantly broke through the jar of wine and entered it. When he saw everything within the wine jar, Han Yan was stunned, and immediately felt like he was in a dream.