Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

"..."

Chen Qiu's expression remained calm as he finally spoke in a low voice.

"To the north is the Endless Desert, to the south is the Boundless Icefield."

"To the east is the Boundless Sea, to the west is the Boundless Snow Mountain."

"The north, west, and east are all guarded by a Nascent Soul, and although there's no news from the south, it's highly likely that there's a Nascent Soul sitting there as well."

"It seems that Da Xia is like a prison."

"Hmm."

Upon hearing this, the scholar suddenly thought of something and chuckled meaningfully, "Exactly, it looks just like a prison, hence for a long time, there's been a saying in Da Xia Country, that is..."

"The reason why no one in Da Xia has managed to prove the Nascent Soul..."

"Is because of the prison's restrictions, which do not allow the appearance of a Nascent Soul."

"But how to break this prison is a difficult problem."

"I'm not in a hurry, but I wonder if those old demons at the peak of the Golden Core with their lifespans running out are getting anxious. They must be too restless to sleep by now."

"..."

Chen Qiu shook his head and didn't continue on this topic, "These matters are too far away from us, let's head down."

"Alright."

The bearded brute beside them saw the scholar's gaze and didn't hesitate. He dashed forward and in an instant plunged straight down the cliff into the depths.

...

After a few moments.

Chen Qiu and the others arrived at the bottom of the cliff.

The scholar pointed at the layer of clouds rolling above their heads and introduced with a smile, "This place is basically absolutely safe. It's a secret base I discovered a long time ago."

"See that layer of clouds flowing above the ravine? As soon as you touch it, the Spiritual Energy in your Dantian is instantly frozen, leaving you unable to use Spiritual Energy for a hundred breaths."

"Thus, besides my junior brother, it's very difficult for others to come down here."

"This place is a thousand zhang from the surface, even a Golden Core cultivator wouldn't be able to use Spiritual Energy during the fall, and would get injured on reaching the bottom of the gorge, not to mention, getting back up with your Spiritual Energy frozen by the clouds is another problem."

"Those clouds don't just freeze the Spiritual Energy in the Dantian, they also sever the link between you and your Flying Sword."

"It does sound like a nice place."

Chen Qiu looked around the ravine; the area below was fairly open with brownish-red soil, scattered with wild grass and stone pieces. Under the moonlight shining through the clouds, it was quite pleasant.

Not far away was a thatched cottage that had been abandoned for a long time.

It must be the scholarly brother's former Foundation Establishment cave dwelling.

Originally, he thought it would just be a hole dug in the rock wall, but it seemed not as rudimentary as that.

Moreover, deep in the ravine was a stream, the source of which was unknown, now continuously exuding a cool aura, with water that looked extremely clear and even teeming with plump fish.

It had to be said,

This place really was an excellent spot for secluded cultivation.

Chen Qiu quickly found a spot suitable for himself, a half-human high oval stone by the brook. He walked over to the stone, leapt upon it, and with knees crossed sat down to get a feel.

"Hmm, just right."

"Phew."

After exhaling a breath of stale air, he then closed his eyes, placed his palms naturally on his knees facing up, started to circulate his mental method to consolidate the breakthrough he just achieved tonight, and then planed to consume the remaining Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pills to continue improving his Cultivation.

He must increase his Cultivation as soon as possible to have some sense of security.

The Foundation Establishment Stage, though extremely difficult to advance in Cultivation, has no bottleneck to break through, but there is a significant bottleneck at the peak of Foundation Establishment Stage for breaking through to Golden Core. Various factors such as an unstable Tao Foundation or hidden injuries make it very difficult to break through.

But the peak of Foundation Establishment Stage was still too far away for him.

He was currently only at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment.

However, with these Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pills in his arms and the ones he would produce daily for a while, his Cultivation would progress rapidly, and he would soon far exceed the rate of ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators by hundreds of times.

...

Seeing Brother Qiu entering the state of cultivation,

Fat Long and the others unconsciously lowered their voices, cleared the dust in the thatched cottage, and removed the surrounding weeds while whispering to each other.

"Hey, Scholar, did Liu Zide give you a copy of those Memory Stones he made? Let me see what he captured."

"Yes."

Speaking of this, the scholar's face showed genuine admiration, "I've kept many copies of every scene, take a look."

"Especially the Nine Ox Power and the power of Nine Yin, really, I've seen them for the first time."

"I once was considered Da Xia's number one Sword Cultivator. It's not an exaggeration to say that I am more experienced than ninety-nine percent of people in Da Xia, but this, I've never seen before, and it requires someone to assist, otherwise, it's impossible to align properly."

"And this one, a despised and neglected scion of a family breaking through Foundation Establishment and obtaining a Seven-colored entry and then wreaking havoc everywhere, this is quite illogical. The chances of getting a Seven-colored entry at Foundation Establishment are barely less than the odds of a entry jade slip falling from the sky."

"But Liu Zide's exact words were, 'Logic? According to logic, the fate of those despised family outcasts is to be suppressed all their lives, then give birth to a collateral descendent, and have the child continue to be suppressed. Do you think those people would like that?'"

"Indeed."

Fat Long nodded in agreement, then went through the big pile of Memory Stones he was holding, making tutting noises all the while.

In the moonlight.

Their small group in the depth of the ravine was quite harmonious, and as the night deepened, Fat Long caught a few plump yellow fishes and sat by the brook grilling and eating them.