Chapter 10

Inner Scene World

"Panpan..."

"Shh, don't talk."

Song Guo hasn't had rain for seven hundred years, and the land has become a desert. Without vegetation to maintain it, the soil on the mountains has gradually been lost, and all the mountains in Song Guo are bare. There are no trees, flowers, mist, smoke, rain, rivers, lakes, or seas. Although they are mentioned in classics and legends, this is Ruan Ci's first time walking into a mountain forest. She heard birds chirping everywhere, and saw fluorescent lights floating up and down in the forest, bit by bit, as if stars had fallen to the ground, and couldn't help but feel fresh. Just as she opened her mouth to ask, Wang Panpan nervously shushed her, "Liu Yin is not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. His inner scene cave-heaven might have some extraordinary and bizarre aspects. Don't let your imagination run wild. In front of a cultivator, thinking is also a sin. Don't touch anything, just walk, just walk."

Not to mention Xie Yanhuan, even Liu Jizi seemed to be able to see through Ruan Rong's thoughts. Ruan Ci was peeking from the top at the time, and Liu Jizi suddenly said something irrelevant to her. Ruan Rong's face showed surprise, which in Ruan Ci's view, looked very much like Xie Yanhuan reading her mind. Ruan Ci was also shocked by Wang Panpan's reminder, and walked forward while restraining her thoughts. She saw that the dense forest was lush and green, extending forward, and she couldn't see the end. A small path wound through it, and in the distance, there seemed to be towering mountains, floating pavilions, and flying eaves, full of immortal energy. Ruan Ci couldn't help but yearn in her heart, thinking secretly, "Since Sister Xie lent me the East Flower Sword, one day, I will also be able to go to these so-called immortal blessed lands to open my eyes."

She just wanted to go and see, but had no intention of staying in the mountains to practice. She didn't know whether Xie Yanhuan would be happy or unhappy if she knew. However, according to Ruan Ci's thoughts, Xie Yanhuan would mostly not care. She lent the East Flower Sword to Ruan Ci just because she was in the mood, and didn't think about whose hands the sword would be in when she returned. To her, no matter whose hands it was in, she would eventually take it back.

But for Ruan Ci, having borrowed something from Sister Xie, she always wanted to return it personally. The world is so big, and she didn't want to just take a hurried glance from the clouds. After walking out of this inner scene world, she wanted to ask Wang Panpan properly: she couldn't cultivate, but she could cultivate the sword. How should she cultivate this sword?

It's just that looking at Wang Panpan's jumping appearance, Ruan Ci wasn't very sure in her heart. This cat said she was the most powerful big monster in the North Underworld Continent, and Ruan Ci didn't believe her, but Xie Yanhuan accepted her as a spiritual pet, naturally because Wang Panpan had something extraordinary. Perhaps for cultivators like Xie Yanhuan and Wang Panpan, cultivating the sword was as simple as cultivating the Dao, just like what Ruan Rong said, "You just immerse your mind in the runes, and you will naturally have a response."

Thinking of Ruan Rong, her heart tightened suddenly. Ruan Ci didn't want to think about these things, reached back and touched the East Flower Sword, but felt nothing. She wanted to try to immerse her mind into the sword, but remembered what Wang Panpan said, telling her not to let her imagination run wild. As soon as her thoughts unfolded, she dismissed many of them. She couldn't help but pay more attention to the East Flower Sword, thinking in her heart what the sword on her back should look like, what shape it was, and what color the pattern on the scabbard was.

As soon as the thought arose, she felt a shock all over her body. There seemed to be a long sword in her mind, but it was not the ordinary appearance, but a long sword with the great sun as a pendant, stars as tassels, magnificent and brilliant, shining in the void. Ruan Ci seemed to see a person holding a long sword in the boundless void, sending it forward. Countless Great Heavens were born and destroyed at the tip of the sword, like water droplets splashing out, dripping toward the cracks in the void. The crack became larger and larger, and the stars in it rolled like pearls, gradually giving birth to a galaxy. Ruan Ci couldn't help herself and threw herself into the galaxy, only to see the stars flickering and rotating around her, showing signs of submission, while Ruan Ci herself was dignified and self-proclaimed, as if she could destroy these Great Heavens with a wave of her hand.

I don't know how long it had been, Ruan Ci's shoulders trembled, and she woke up, only to feel pain on her face. She touched it and found four bloody wounds. Wang Panpan poked half of her head out of her arms, glared at her fiercely, and scolded in a low voice, "You are crazy! You actually contemplated sword intent at this time. Do you know that with your current lifespan, if you are unlucky, you might enter meditation for decades, and the moment you wake up will be the moment you die!"

Ruan Ci didn't know that what she had just done was called 'contemplation', and she was so scared that she looked at the sky, "Then how long have I been in meditation?"

"Not long, just a blink of an eye." Wang Panpan said angrily, "Fortunately, the East Flower Sword is enough to suppress the sea of consciousness and not let your aura leak out. Otherwise, if this inner scene world were triggered by you, it would be terrible. Heaven knows what kind of changes it would cause. What if Liu Yin's remaining consciousness felt the aura of the East Flower Sword and wanted to snatch it—"

Speaking of this, she slapped her cat mouth with a 'pop', and peeked at the movements on both sides in fear. Ruan Ci thought, "Even a dead Nascent Soul is so afraid. It seems that Panpan's cultivation should be lower than Nascent Soul."

Although she didn't know what the sea of consciousness meant, she could guess a little bit. Hearing that the East Flower Sword could suppress the sea of consciousness and not let thoughts leak out, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and tried to think in her heart, "Panpan is a big idiot, Panpan's cultivation is mediocre."

Wang Panpan really didn't notice anything, and was still observing the changes on both sides of the path. Ruan Ci and her looked closely together, only to see white mist permeating the mountain forest, and tens of thousands of fireflies flying and shaking up and down, seemingly no different. But just as she was about to turn her head, she saw the fireflies slowly gathering together, turning into a human shape. There seemed to be a young boy walking in the white mist, but his figure was young, unlike Liu Yin's appearance before he died.

Both Ruan Ci and Wang Panpan were timid, but they wouldn't be flustered because they were scared. Neither of them spoke, as if they hadn't seen anything. Wang Panpan's cat head suddenly shrank back into her clothes, and Ruan Ci quickened her pace and walked forward with her head down. The young boy didn't chase, but ran around in the white mist, and a house gradually appeared beside him, and there were a few faint shadows in the house, acting intimately with the young boy.

After a while, the fireflies flew and changed, and the young boy's figure grew a little taller. He looked up and listened in a square. Above the square, an old man sat high in the clouds, lowering a long ladder with his hands. Everyone scrambled to climb up. The young boy stood with his hands behind his back and didn't move. It wasn't until the others fell down one after another that he climbed the ladder, flipped onto the cloud ladder with a few jumps, stood in front of the old man, and bowed down.

"Qingyun Ladder... this is a common method for sects in the South Zhuzhou to accept disciples and pass on the Dharma." I don't know when, Wang Panpan poked her head out again and said in a thin voice, "Oh, he joined the Yun Kong Gate and began to cultivate."

Sure enough, the picture in the mist changed again. The young boy was already a young man, practicing martial arts in the mountains, seemingly calling out with his voice, and performing a set of long punches. Each move was extremely mysterious. Ruan Ci couldn't help but watch, wanting to learn a few punches, but forcibly held back. However, she had a good memory and silently remembered the moves in her heart. Wang Panpan also nodded and said, "Hmm, the Yun Kong Gate is indeed a top-tier sect in the South Zhuzhou. This set of punches is still passable. Foundation Establishment and body refining, disciples who have just entered the sect, in addition to breathing spiritual energy morning and evening, must temper their bodies, check for leaks and fill gaps, and forge their physical bodies to be perfect before they can establish a foundation and cultivate the Dao. Before this, it is not much different from mortal martial arts experts."

Ruan Ci asked, "Sister Xie said that any physical body tempered by Dao rhyme cannot leave the Langhuan Zhou Tian. Is the body tempered by Dao rhyme in this step?"

Wang Panpan smiled, "This is natural. It is said that the cultivators of the old days had to stay in the near-Dao stage for more than a hundred years, and their mortal lifespan was about to end before they could fill the five deficiencies and eight leaks they were born with, and retain the spiritual energy they breathed. If they could breathe the Dao rhyme, the fastest would only take ten years to successfully establish a foundation. Look, isn't this Liu Yin? Male cultivators don't take beauty-retaining pills, so their appearance stays at the moment of Foundation Establishment. He cultivated the Dao at more than ten years old, and it looks like he established a foundation at twenty-something. Otherwise, he wouldn't be a cultivation seed of the South Zhuzhou."

"Then if some people have a particularly thick foundation and successfully establish a foundation in their mother's womb..."

Ruan Ci couldn't help but mutter. Wang Panpan glared at her, "It's not that there are no people who have cultivated to be perfect and leak-free in their mother's womb. Then you think, the child's foundation is so deep, what about the parents? Great beings have their own ways to make the child look the way they want."

While talking, the shadow grew a little taller, looking like Liu Yin—Ruan Ci had only seen him for a while, but her memory was better than before, and even if it was just a hurried glance, it was as if it were right in front of her, and she could naturally recognize it.

"Has the foundation been successfully established?"

The shadow was no longer practicing martial arts, but was breathing mist under a bright moon. Wang Panpan nodded, "Correct. There are four stages of cultivation: body refining, Foundation Establishment, this is near-Dao. When the physical body is fully cultivated, it is the foundation for cultivating the Dao. Before this, it is not cultivating the Dao, but approaching the Great Dao step by step. After the Foundation Establishment is successful, one begins to enter the Dao. In this stage, one breathes spiritual energy, nurtures and cultivates in the body, and cultivates a Golden Core. This is Golden Core refining power."

Sure enough, the spiritual energy that Liu Yin breathed out, thread by thread, gradually wrapped into a pill. The pill was first misty, then gradually solidified, spinning non-stop in Liu Yin's dantian. Wang Panpan praised, "I heard that human cultivators have to turn spiritual energy into liquid before condensing the pill, and then refine the pill from the liquid. Hmph, this Liu Yin can be considered to have some talent, actually skipping this step directly."

This white mist has changed to now, but it is just performing the story of Liu Yin cultivating the Dao. At this time, both of them were brave, walking leisurely on the path, watching Liu Yin slowly condense the Golden Core, turning the Golden Core from virtual to real, and from sparse to dense. Wang Panpan was a cat after all, and seeing the Golden Core spinning cutely, she couldn't help but raise her claws and flick it in the void, smiling, "What a big golden bullet—meow!"

Neither of them expected that the Golden Core in the mist would be attracted by Wang Panpan's move, turning from virtual to real, and instantly flying in front of Ruan Ci. Ruan Ci couldn't react at all. Wang Panpan slapped it out, and the Golden Core was slapped to the ground. The Golden Core was slapped low, and flew back into the mist. Liu Yin in the mist reached out and attracted it to his front, stood up, opened his misty white eyes, and stared straight at them.

"Pan... Pan, Pan, Panpan..."

Ruan Ci's teeth couldn't help but tremble, "Now, what should we do? Walk, walk faster..."

Wang Panpan's voice also trembled slightly, "No, no, no, don't walk, don't walk, let, let me think."

Ruan Ci also felt that it was not appropriate to walk forward, but she couldn't say why. But staying here and staring at Liu Yin was also very scary. Just as she was hesitating, a familiar voice came from behind, "Don't go forward—"

Wang Panpan shrank her head, and Ruan Ci felt a void in front of her chest. This cat didn't know where she was hiding. The person's voice gradually approached, "If I were you, I wouldn't go forward. Here it's just a Golden Core. If you go forward, Liu Senior's cultivation will reach Nascent Soul. How should you deal with it?"

This sentence hit the point. Ruan Ci couldn't care about thinking carefully. She had heard this voice for several hours on the top of the cave, and she would never recognize it wrong. She turned around suddenly and looked at it with Liu Yin in the mist, only to see a white-clothed figure floating over from the path, with a smile on his lips and a jade-like appearance. Who else could it be but Liu Jizi?

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Updated! Sorry for the wait. I'll send red envelopes for the next chapter in a while, and this chapter will also be sent~

By the way, why do immortal cultivators usually have a portable old grandfather or an encyclopedia pet? In fact, the reason is very simple. It is convenient to explain the world view, or to externalize the protagonist's psychological activities. Otherwise, on the road of immortal cultivation, the protagonist knows nothing at first, and then is alone for a long time. If there is no character to hold the stage, the article will be very boring.

Panpan is currently a white cat! There will be other colors later!

Q&A time: Will Wang Panpan's Song Guo incarnations trigger the formation? No, because before the formation broke, the incarnations lived the lives of ordinary civet cats.

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