Chapter 12

Li Changhu woke up from his meditation for the sixth time, gritted his teeth, sat cross-legged again, and calmed his state of mind.

"Too hard."

After cultivating for more than three months, he only condensed a few wisps of moonlight, Xiangping was already trying to condense the Mysterious Scene Wheel, and Tongya had also condensed more than seventy wisps of moonlight. Only he, Li Changhu, was still spinning around in single digits.

Compared to the ease and freedom of his two younger brothers' cultivation, Li Changhu found it extremely strenuous to guide spiritual energy across the throat, and even the talisman seed in the energy center was listless and dim.

Even when refining moonlight, let alone during the day, he couldn't even perceive moonlight on nights when the moonlight wasn't very good. Now these few wisps of moonlight were condensed by relying on the magic mirror.

"Sigh."

Li Changhu already knew that he had no talent for immortal cultivation. Every time it was his turn to cultivate with the help of the magic mirror, he felt extremely guilty, feeling that he was blocking his younger brothers' path.

Waking up from his meditation for the seventh time, Li Changhu's expression was dim. Looking at Li Tongya and Li Xiangping beside him, he got up quietly and walked out the door.

Li Mutian was bending over in the backyard, sharpening a long knife.

He held the back of the knife with his right hand, pinched the blade with his thumb and index finger of his left hand, held the knife steadily with both hands, and sharpened it repeatedly on the whetstone.

Li Changhu firmed his expression and said:

"Father."

"What is it?" Li Mutian didn't lift his head and said calmly.

"I fear I am not the material for immortal cultivation." Li Changhu answered with some shame.

"Then you won't cultivate?" Li Mutian raised his head and looked at him coldly.

"It's not that I won't cultivate." Li Changhu had already prepared his words, looking at his father and explaining:

"Fine."

Li Mutian pondered for a while, his expression softened a lot, shook his head, and said:

"Forget about tomorrow. You go prepare for Xiangping's wedding. Don't be too flashy. Just invite some relatives and hold it low-key."

"Yes." Li Changhu nodded heavily and hurried toward the main courtyard.

Who knew that as soon as he entered the main courtyard, he saw his wife, Ren Shi, sitting in the courtyard, sewing clothes while chatting with Tian Yun. Women were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall in the backyard, so they had to wait here.

Tian Yun saw Li Changhu come out, and the couple seemed to have something to say, so she smiled, found an excuse, and returned to the Tian family.

"What's wrong, Ping'er." Li Changhu saw his wife, his brows and eyes softened a lot, and he asked gently.

"Changhu."

Ren Ping'er's appearance was dignified and atmospheric, her brows and eyes carried a bit of joy, and she said in a low voice:

"I have it."

"What?" Li Changhu was shocked. The oppression and irritability in his mind disappeared. His face turned slightly red, and he asked excitedly:

"Really have it?"

"Could I lie to you? Mother-in-law has already looked, it's there." Ren Ping'er nodded shyly and scolded.

"Father, Father! Ping'er has it!"

Li Changhu laughed and was extremely happy, hurriedly shouting and walking toward the backyard.

"Clang..."

Hearing a sound of iron collision, Li Mutian immediately abandoned the knife, walked to the main courtyard in a hurry, and asked excitedly:

"What did you brat say?"

"Ping'er has it!" Li Changhu laughed foolishly like a child and said with a smile.

"Good! Good."

Li Mutian laughed heartily, patted Ren Ping'er, who was blushing, and said loudly to Li Changhu:

"I'll go invite the teacher, you take good care of her."

Li Changhu nodded repeatedly, pulled Ren Ping'er to sit down, and carefully asked about her well-being.

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Backyard

Li Xiangping pinched a magic seal and woke up slowly from his meditation.

He reached out and picked up the wooden slip standing in front of him, loosened the cloth strip, and unfolded it with a "clatter."

Under the bright moonlight, the big characters at the beginning of the scroll were clearly visible:

"Jin Guang Art"

The "Taiyin Breathing and Wheel-Nurturing Scripture" could neither be recited nor written, but this accompanying technique could be taught orally and recorded with a pen. Li Tongya and the others transcribed the magic arts they obtained and passed them around to read.

This scroll of "Jin Guang Art" was the magic art obtained by Li Chijing. Li Xiangping had achieved the Mysterious Scene Wheel a few nights ago, so he borrowed this magic art to practice.

"Jin Guang Art" is not difficult. Li Xiangping read it and compared it for two nights, and then understood the trick in his heart.

His left hand turned, and a colorful golden glow appeared from the palm of his hand.

"Jin Guang Art!"

This is an art of attack and protection. Pinching the seal and performing the magic can condense a golden glow, which is extremely sharp.

This golden glow can be attached to knives and swords to attack enemies, or it can be thrown out, and its power is quite considerable.

Waving his hand to disperse the magic art, Li Xiangping walked out of the courtyard gate. Several brothers were all sitting cross-legged and cultivating. He found a bluestone at the door, hugged it with both hands, and shouted in a low voice:

"Rise!"

Unexpectedly, Li Xiangping lifted the bluestone very easily, and even retreated a few steps because of excessive force.

"Stepping into fetal breathing, life span of one hundred and twenty years, magic power penetrates the apertures and meridians, body is light, strength is great, ears are sharp, eyes are bright, pinching the seal and performing magic, not like the secular kind."

Li Xiangping recalled the description in the "Taiyin Breathing and Wheel-Nurturing Scripture" and couldn't help but laugh, hugging the bluestone into the backyard.

He placed the bluestone upright, retreated three zhang, performed the magic seal, and a golden glow leaped from his palm, slashing straight at the bluestone.

"Clang~"

Bright sparks flashed by, and there was a shallow knife mark on the surface of the bluestone, but it retreated a full palm's distance, leaving a pale white friction mark on the ground.

"Good magic art!"

But Li Tongya had already woken up from his meditation, looking at Li Xiangping and smiling:

"Jing'er obtained this magic art and it is the most useful. A few days ago, he slashed the rockery in the backyard crookedly, and I didn't dare to tell Father."

"In terms of cultivation, we are really not as good as Jing'er." Li Xiangping curled his lips, placed the bluestone upright, estimated the magic power in his body, and could probably perform the magic four or five more times.

"Jing'er broke through the Mysterious Scene in less than a month. Although he had the help of the magic mirror, it was too amazing." Li Tongya shook his head.

The six wheels of fetal breathing are called Mysterious Scene, Bearing Brightness, Zhou Xing, Green Yuan, Jade Capital, and Spirit Beginning. Among them, Mysterious Scene, Zhou Xing, and Jade Capital are called the three passes of fetal breathing, which are extremely difficult.

Li Chijing and the others easily broke through the gate of fetal breathing with the help of the magic mirror. There is no shortcut for the subsequent Bearing Brightness Wheel, so they have to honestly breathe and nurture the fetal breathing.

"Refining energy and practicing brilliance, nine months for Mysterious Scene, breathing and nurturing, three months for Bearing Brightness, called excellent root bone." Li Xiangping sat beside his second brother, reciting the description in the Wheel-Nurturing Scripture, and said to Li Tongya:

"With the help of external objects, the standard of this Mysterious Scene can't be counted, but this three-month Bearing Brightness can be compared."

"Not bad." Li Tongya nodded slightly and said in a low voice:

"Eldest brother he..."

"Eldest brother is probably even worse than you and me." Li Xiangping said somewhat gloomily, looking quietly at Great Lishan under the night sky.

Li Xiangping, who was looking at Great Lishan, narrowed his eyes, stood up suddenly, looked at the back mountain, and shouted sharply:

"Thief, you have guts!"