Land Ren has long had his own cultivation plan. His physical fitness is far inferior to the people of this Xuanhuang Continent.
As for talent, it's even worse - he has mediocre bloodlines.
To become stronger, he can only persistently work hard. First, he needs to improve his physical fitness before attempting to awaken his acumen.
As the saying goes, "Constant dripping wears away a stone." Even if he has poor talent, he has unlimited time for cultivation.
Next, Land Ren begins his cultivation. He spends twelve hours a day doing one thousand push-ups, one thousand sit-ups, and running ten kilometers around his thatched hut.
He eats only spiritual rice for his three meals a day!
The first few days are torturous for Land Ren—he can barely endure it, feeling sore and achy all over.
After a month, Land Ren's body completely adjusts to this intense exercise routine.
At this point, Land Ren clearly feels the difference in his body. He has become very strong, and his muscles are more defined.
Land Ren then increases his exercise intensity to two thousand push-ups, two thousand sit-ups, and running twenty kilometers around his hut.
And like this, Land Ren perseveres for three full years!
After three years, Land Ren has honed his body to the point where he looks slim in clothes yet muscular when shirtless and his strength has increased several times over.
Through these three years of hard training, Land Ren finally feels that his body is on par with those novice disciples.
"With my talent, using an elixir to awaken my acumen probably won't have any effect. It's better to try awakening it myself. Even with my poor talent, I shouldn't need more than sixty years to awaken my acumen!"Land Ren secretly contemplated.
In the following days, Land Ren continued with his high-intensity training, supplemented by spiritual rice to replenish his energy.
He devoted six hours each day to exercise and three hours to attempting to awaken his acumen, gathering all his strength at his lower abdomen, where the first acumen was said to be located. He had read basic cultivation books and knew that the first acumen was in the lower abdomen.
The remaining three hours were dedicated to sleeping and resting.
Day after day, year after year passed by.
Fifty years flew by in the blink of an eye!
Land Ren's appearance hadn't changed at all, and aside from some liver strain, he was feeling impatient.
Fifty years!
Fifty long years of monotonous training would have driven most people insane.
However, throughout these fifty years, Land Ren held onto one stubborn belief.
That was to awaken his acumen. He was determined to achieve it.
Without awakening his acumen, he would only be an ordinary person in this world.
Since he had come to this world, he was not willing to be mediocre.
But to his dismay, even after fifty years, he still couldn't awaken his acumen.
His mediocre bloodline was truly terrifying!
Fortunately, this all took place in the space of the pagoda, where only a single second had passed outside. If it were outside, his foot would have long since stepped into the soil after fifty years.
"Fifty years... even an iron pestle would have been ground into a needle by now!"
Land Ren shook his head, bitterness written across his face.
Over these years, with the nourishment from the spiritual rice, he felt that his body had reached its limit and couldn't progress any further.However, he still couldn't awaken his acumen.
The spiritual rice could only sustain him for three more years.
If he didn't awaken his acumen in these three years, he would have to resort to using the acumen-opening pill.
One year passed.
Two years passed.
Three years passed.
After spending another three years in the pagoda space, Land Ren saw that there was still no change in his lower abdomen.
"After fifty-five years of arduous cultivation, I still couldn't awaken my acumen. Am I really such a waste?" Land Ren couldn't help but comment.
However, just as he was about to leave the pagoda space, a sudden sensation of burning heat surged in his lower abdomen, as if he was being consumed by fire.
This scorching power drew the energy of his entire body towards his lower abdomen.
Suddenly!
Land Ren felt a powerful force stirring intensely in his lower abdomen, causing him unbearable pain.
And this pain grew more and more intense.
Land Ren curled up on the ground, writhing in agony.
This process lasted for ten breaths of time, and suddenly there was a "crack" sound coming from his lower abdomen, as if an egg had been broken.
Soon, the excruciating pain disappeared, and he felt a strange power gathering in his lower abdomen.
Land Ren's face was filled with excitement, followed by uncontrollable laughter that echoed throughout the entire pagoda space.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
After fifty-five years, he finally awakened his acumen, opening the first acumen in his lower abdomen.At this moment, Lu Ren clearly felt some subtle changes in himself. He seemed to be able to harness the peculiar power in the spiritual orifice and empower his limbs, increasing his strength significantly. A single punch could probably deliver a force of a thousand pounds.
Now, he could definitely knock out an ox with just one punch. This was the power of a martial artist, far surpassing that of an ordinary person!
"I have successfully opened the spiritual orifice and officially become a martial artist!" Lu Ren clenched his fists, feeling the power transmitted from the spiritual orifice, filled with excitement.
Fifty-five years of time, costing twenty thousand copper coins, had transformed him from a weakling to a martial artist who had opened his spiritual orifice. Moreover, this fifty-five years of time had only passed in the outside world for a second.
While his fellow disciples who had started with him, even the geniuses with fourth or fifth-grade bloodlines, still needed to use opening pills to open their spiritual orifice, he had already achieved it without the aid of such pills.
"I need money, lots of money. With enough money, even if my talent is inferior, my cultivation speed will be far superior to any genius!"
With this in mind, Lu Ren planned to auction the opening pill he was going to receive the next day. He no longer needed it after opening his spiritual orifice.
Xiao Huohuo wanted to buy his opening pill, and others would surely be interested, so he could definitely get a good price for it.
After coming out of the Pagoda Space, Lu Ren read through "The Rules for Disciples" and went to bed early.
The next morning, on a mountain peak, several old men gathered, their eyes all falling on a large hall in the distance.At the entrance of the hall hung a huge plaque with the words "Martial Hall" carved on it. Today, the new disciples would go to the Martial Hall to receive the opening pills and undergo the opening ceremony. These elders, naturally, were very interested in this event.
At that moment, Yun Qingyao, dressed in a white dress, flew over from a distance and landed not far from the elders, surprising them all.
A green-robed elder looked at Yun Qingyao and suddenly spoke, "Elder Yun, why are you here? I heard that you took in a new disciple with a waste bloodline yesterday. Are you here to see your disciple try to open their spiritual orifice?"
"How could a person with a waste bloodline possibly open their spiritual orifice? Even if they take as many opening pills as they want, it's impossible," another elder chimed in.
Yun Qingyao's voice turned cold as she said, "What's wrong with a waste bloodline? On the path of cultivation, I have always believed that there are no waste bloodlines, only waste people!"
Yesterday, after careful consideration, she realized that even someone who knew they couldn't cultivate still wanted to become her disciple. Just for that determination alone, she wanted to give Lu Ren a chance.
Therefore, for the first time, she came to witness Lu Ren's spiritual orifice opening ceremony. Success or failure was not important to her; she was looking for Lu Ren's attitude towards cultivation.