Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

Zhao Rui was very happy. He placed the spirit stone in front of his eyes and observed it carefully.

Under the dim oil lamp, the spirit stone shone as bright as crystal, and was no different from the spirit stone Zhao Rui had used before.

"I wonder how many of the spirit stones used in the past were cultivated by cultivators!" Zhao Rui thought and couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, according to the description in "Transformation of the Soul", Zhao Rui should immediately practice the Zheng Zhou Qi to restore his magic power and at the same time, recover the cultivation that had been lost.

But Zhao Rui didn't intend to do that. He picked up a spirit coin and started to disperse his energy again.

At the same time, after Zhao Rui entered into meditation, the cave gradually became noisy.

Countless monks lined up in a long queue, and only the area in the middle was left.

Not long after, Luo Kai and others came back with food.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately moved to the center and exchanged spirit stones for food.

Some of the monks who got the food formed a small circle and communicated in low voices, while others took the food and went straight back to the cave.

Half an hour later, when everyone had received their food, Zhao Rui had just finished a cycle.

He put away the spirit stones he had nurtured and walked towards Luo Kai and others.

When he got closer, Zhao Rui took out a spiritual stone and asked, "Fellow Daoist Luo, I don't have a bowl. Do you have any extra ones?"

"Don't be ridiculous. Find a fire cultivator. There's dirt all over the ground..." Luo Kai lowered his head to scrape the porridge. Halfway through his words, he seemed to realize something and suddenly raised his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, how long has it been since you nurtured the spirit stone?"

Since Luo Kai left, Zhao Rui has cultivated three spiritual stones, but he only took out one and said, "I'm in a hurry. I just cultivated one. At least I can exchange it for half a bowl of porridge to fill my stomach."

Zhao Rui had three streams of magical powers to nourish his body, so he didn't actually feel that hungry, but he just didn't want to arouse suspicion.

"I thought my skills were fast enough, but I didn't expect yours to be even faster. You have to take better care of my fellow Taoists in the cave from now on!"

Zhao Rui was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean? I can't even protect myself right now. I already owe seven spirit stones."

"Seven spirit stones are nothing. You are so efficient right after you start. When you become proficient in the technique, you may be able to nourish five spirit stones a day. This extra one can be a life-saving straw in many cases."

Zhao Rui quickly shook his head and said, "I rushed this piece of land to make a living. I risked my life to get it done. I may not be able to reach this speed in the future."

"Brother Zhao is too modest. Once you get used to it, you can apply to Elder Yao to become a deputy captain. There are many benefits."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl of porridge in his hand and took a sip.

Zhao Rui raised his eyebrows, looked at the porridge bucket that didn't even need to be washed, then looked at Luo Kai, and said: "Daoyou, my porridge..."

"Um... sorry!" Luo Kai looked embarrassed, took out half a steamed bun from the cloth bag, and said, "You made a lot of money. Others don't have enough spirit stones, so they can only drink porridge, but you have steamed buns."

“I want to drink porridge…” Zhao Rui rolled his eyes and said, “Okay, steamed buns are fine!”

Luo Kai smiled and said, "Friend Zhao, you still can't feel the goodness of steamed buns now, but you will know how great a gift I gave you today. You can rely on them to resist hunger."

Zhao Rui didn't say anything else. After taking the steamed bun, he turned around and went back to his cave.

Halfway through, Zhao Rui saw a few protruding rocks and suddenly had an idea: "This place was originally a spiritual stone mine, so it must be accompanied by a lot of jade."

He squatted down, checked one by one, and finally picked up a piece of raw stone the size of a watermelon.

Back in the cave, he put his fingers together to form a sword and swung it down, splitting the stone in half.

The emerald green cut surface is crystal clear and exudes a warm luster.

Zhao Rui was very satisfied. He picked up the jade and started carving it with sword energy.

Before long, a jade bowl gradually took shape.

Looking at the angular jade bowl, Zhao Rui couldn't help but let his thoughts wander.

That's what his master did back then, using the Tianqing sword energy to carve a wooden bowl for him.

It has been three years, and the Tianqing Sect has not been found, and the master’s flying sword has also been lost!

Now I'm trapped here again. Do I really want to waste twenty years?

Zhao Rui sighed for a while, put down the carved jade bowl, took out a spirit coin, held it in his hand, and began to disperse his energy again.

Half a day later, Zhao Rui obtained more than 20 spirit stones, and his water-attributed magic power also dropped from the seventh level of Qi training to the sixth level of Qi training.

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully. Although his water-attributed magic power had dropped by a level, he was able to use it more skillfully.

"This should be the improvement of spiritual root talent!" Zhao Rui was very happy and was about to continue, but unexpectedly, when he started to practice, he found that the three magical powers had reached the bottom.

"Too greedy! How is it possible to have only expenditure and no income?" Zhao Rui smiled bitterly, and had to circulate his energy in order to recover his magic power first.

Fortunately, several of the skills have almost become instincts. Even if he doesn't control them deliberately, he can still circulate them continuously and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

An hour later, Zhao Rui woke up from his meditation, his brows furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river shape).

From his perception, only 10% of his magic power had recovered.

I didn't expect the spiritual energy here to be so thin!

At this speed, it would take at least a whole day to fully recover.

Zhao Rui thought about it, sighed, and gave up meditating.

He lay flat in the cave, crossed his legs, and soon fell asleep.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time since the battle in Panlong Valley.

I slept very soundly until I heard a pig-slaughtering cry: "Ouch... Ouch..."

Zhao Rui opened his eyes dazedly, thinking he had returned to two days ago.

He listened to the sound and soon realized that it came from the cave nearby.

"It seems that Brother Qian has woken up!" Zhao Rui jumped up from the ground and ran straight to the cave next to him.

Soon, Zhao Rui arrived at Qian Xiaoyi's cave.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, you finally woke up."

"Fellow Daoist Zhao..., oh, is it... you?"

Zhao Rui went into the cave, checked it out and said, "I'll help you sit up. As long as you force out the evil spirit, it won't hurt so much."

"Okay...oh, thank you..." Qian Xiaoyi bit his teeth and uttered a few words.

Zhao Rui nodded, then grabbed Qian Xiayi's arm and dragged him out of the cave.

His pull immediately affected Qian Xiaoyi's wound.

"Gently...gently...can you use a light body technique on me?" Qian Xiaoyi pleaded.

Zhao Rui was stunned. Thinking of how Luo Kai had dragged him down like this, he immediately cursed in his heart: "Luo Kai, you bastard, I'll remember this."

He looked depressed and consoled her, "It's already out. Just bear with it. I will use my power to help you drive out the evil spirit."

Qian Xiaoyi did not reply, his eyes were half open and he was on the verge of fainting.

Zhao Rui didn't dare to delay any longer. He pressed his palm on Qian Xiaoyi's Dazhui acupoint and transferred the power of magic.