It was Friday and there was no school in the afternoon. Qin Xuan was walking on the campus, feeling the long-lost atmosphere in his memories, and he couldn't help but feel a bit melancholy for a moment.
In his previous life, he had once returned to Earth. In this era, the spiritual energy on Earth was extremely thin. If one wanted to cultivate, it would be extremely difficult without finding a blessed land or a cave heaven. There were hardly any cultivators at all.
Sensing the weak spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and taking advantage of the holiday time, Qin Xuan searched for a long while and finally stopped in front of a lake.
The lake was glittering with waves, and the clear water was surrounded by green mountains. The reflections on both banks were like a ten-mile-long gallery, truly a beautiful sight.
The Mingxin Lake was a key environmental protection area in Jing Shui City and also one of the few quiet places in the city. Moreover, the Yueming Mountain beside the Mingxin Lake boasted the first villa area in the whole Jing Shui City, where the villas were often worth tens of millions of yuan. The people living there were all high-ranking officials and the wealthy. Ordinary citizens were rarely seen here, and those who showed up were usually either rich or noble.
Qin Xuan came here and finally nodded with satisfaction. The earth veins here were relatively intact. Although the spiritual energy was thin, it just met the needs for building the foundation of cultivation.
He looked around and found a secluded place. Then he sat upright, with his palms facing upwards, assuming a posture of gathering energy and returning to oneness. Although he was known as the Green Emperor in the Immortal Realm and the lord of a region, dominating one side, in fact, the method Qin Xuan used to build his foundation in his previous life was quite ordinary. Even some sects with a bit of background looked down upon it. Later, after entering the Immortal Realm, Qin Xuan obtained the inheritance of the Green Emperor, which made up for his previous shortcomings and gradually perfected his foundation until it was complete.
But it was different now. He possessed the inheritance of the Green Emperor, which even the Immortal Emperors would envy in his previous life. Naturally, he didn't need an ordinary method for building the foundation.
The Everlasting Green Art!
It could forge an indestructible body that would last forever and refine a body that would never age.
Even though his immortal power, magic weapons, and supernatural powers had all disappeared, as long as the Everlasting Green Art remained, his foundation would not be shaken.
Qin Xuan faced the lake. His mind was as calm as still water in a deep well, without any ripples. Gradually, his body seemed to blend with the surrounding world. Wisps of invisible spiritual energy began to gather around him from heaven and earth, entered his body, and circulated along the route of the Everlasting Green Art, finally returning to his dantian.
If you looked carefully, you could even see an invisible force field around him. The lake rippled with scales of light, gently swaying towards Qin Xuan. He even seemed to merge with heaven and earth when he breathed, containing a wonderful rhythm.
Cultivation was divided into eight major realms: Qi Refining, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Returning to Emptiness, Harmonizing with the Dao, Great Perfection, and Crossing the Tribulation.
And the most basic Qi Refining was also called Foundation Building. Each realm was further divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower. Among them, the Qi Refining Realm meant condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and gathering a spiritual sea. Since then, one would be different from ordinary mortals, with a lifespan increased by three hundred years and the ability to cast spells.
The Everlasting Green Art focused on cultivating both the body and the law. After building the foundation, one could absorb spiritual energy to refine the body, making it as strong as a demon's.
There weren't many people at the Mingxin Lake. Besides, the place where Qin Xuan was located was secluded. When someone passed by occasionally, they just regarded Qin Xuan as some kind of crazy person and ignored him. As time passed, the moon became brighter while the stars grew sparser, and it gradually turned into night.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's body trembled slightly. In the dim night, two white streams of air could be clearly seen rushing out of his nostrils. There was a faint sense of sharpness in them, making a slight sound of tearing the air.
His eyes suddenly opened and closed, and a flash of spiritual light disappeared in the depths of his eyes. His eyes were full of a domineering look. It took him several breaths before he regained his calm.
"Has the foundation building been successful?"
Qin Xuan looked up at the sky and showed a faint smile.
The spiritual sea in his dantian was less than ten feet wide and was rather weak. However, Qin Xuan was quite satisfied.
The success of foundation building also meant that he had officially stepped into the ranks of cultivators and was different from ordinary mortals. Compared to his previous life, he was ten years earlier.
"In my previous life, my state of mind had flaws. During the great tribulation, the Burial Immortal Tribulation invaded my immortal heart and imperial will, causing me to be severely injured! In this life, I must make it perfect and leave no regrets."
His eyes were as sharp as swords, full of determination. Standing by the Mingxin Lake, his figure was covered with a layer of radiance under the faint moonlight, just like a god.
"Going back so late, He Yun will be worried again, right?"
Qin Xuan shook his head slightly in the moonlight. He was studying in Jing Shui City, and his parents were not around. It was He Yun, a friend of his mother, who took care of his daily life.
Looking back on his memories, he vaguely remembered that He Yun was six years older than him and was exactly twenty-four years old this year. According to seniority, Qin Xuan should have called her aunt. However, due to the small age difference, he had almost always called her by her name.
He Yun was especially kind to Qin Xuan, even better than to her own younger sister. Therefore, Qin Xuan had always been grateful to her. It was a pity that later when he went to college, he never had the chance to return to Jing Shui City again. It was not until his parents' funeral that he saw He Yun in a hurry.
Thinking of He Yun, Qin Xuan couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart and walked out of the Mingxin Lake.
"At this time, I wonder if I can still get a taxi!"
Just then, Qin Xuan stopped in his tracks. Two figures were walking towards him.
One of them was old and frail, with snow-white hair. Even so, there was a trace of the dignity of a person in a high position on him, which was cultivated by being in a high position for a long time. The other one was much younger, seemingly only in his twenties, acting like a bodyguard, gently supporting the old man, with a respectful look on his face.
Why were there still people coming to the Mingxin Lake so late?
Qin Xuan was a bit surprised and couldn't help but look at the old man a few more times.
Just with these few glances, Qin Xuan noticed something unusual about the old man. Although he looked hale and hearty, his steps were a bit unsteady, and there was a hint of dimness in the depths of his eyes.
If his perception was correct, this old man should also be a kind of cultivator, with a weak sense of Qi in his body. However, this old man had suffered some hidden injuries, so he had these abnormal symptoms that didn't match those of a cultivator.
"Are there cultivators on Earth too? Judging from this man's appearance, he should be a martial artist. It's a pity that the power in his body is really too weak!"
Qin Xuan couldn't help but think to himself, and his eyes lit up with a bit of interest.
He needed someone to ask for information!
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary mortal on Earth and didn't know anything about cultivators at all. When he returned to Earth a hundred years later, everything had changed. Cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm were not even worth looking at, so naturally, he didn't have any interest in them.
However, he had just successfully built his foundation through Qi Refining, and he wanted to learn something about the cultivators in this era.
As for the old man and the young man, when they walked into the Mingxin Lake and saw Qin Xuan, they were equally surprised.
"There are really few young people who still have the mood to visit the Mingxin Lake at this time." The old man smiled slightly and looked at Qin Xuan curiously. Vaguely, he felt that this young man was extremely extraordinary. It even made his long-quiet fighting spirit tremble slightly, as if reminding him of those years when he went to the battlefield far away and lived a precarious life among guns and bullets.
Danger!
The old man's eyes narrowed. He knew this feeling well, but he hadn't felt it for decades.
The young man beside him saw Qin Xuan staring closely at the old man and couldn't help but become a bit cautious. "Maybe he's a young man who just broke up with his girlfriend. Elder Mo, be careful not to catch a cold so late!"
Elder Mo looked at Qin Xuan with some doubts and suspicion. He slightly raised his palm and said, "Although I'm old, my body is still not so weak that I can't bear this little cool wind."
"It's been ten years since I last returned to Jing Shui City. The only thing that hasn't changed is this Mingyue Lake."
Just then, Qin Xuan suddenly walked towards the two of them with big steps.