NABC Chapter 2 Immortal Cultivation Training Class
Chapter 2 Immortal Cultivation Training Class
"Don't worry, Uncle Wang. You need mana to practice spells. You are just a mortal now. Even if I teach you spells, you will not be able to perform them. In this way, I will teach you a set of entrainment techniques first, and you practice first."
Zhao Sen immediately activated the halo of suzerain, put his palm on Uncle Wang's forehead, and transferred the most basic entry-level cultivation method he had just exchanged from the mall to Wang Dezhu's mind.
This is a function attached to the suzerain's halo, called enlightenment, which can directly transfer the spells he has mastered to the disciple's mind, which is very convenient.
Shined by the suzerain's halo, Wang Dezhu's physical fitness has improved to a higher level, and he was empowered by Zhao Sen to teach him the technique of entraining qi, and his whole mental outlook has taken on a new look.
He looked at Zhao Sen strangely: "Oh, you are not Xiao Feng, you are Xiao Zhao, look at my memory... hey? Why did I suddenly learn the technique of entraining air?"
As the name suggests, entraining qi is to attract the vitality of the surrounding world into one's body, and it is a set of qi refining methods.
Zhao Sen persuaded with a smile: "Uncle Wang, you start to meditate and practice from today, and I will teach you spells after a while, so that you can go to heaven and marry Seven Fairies."
People become more and more like children when they get old. Zhao Sen has been working here for half a year, and he has already experienced it. While comforting Uncle Wang, he was secretly surprised by this system of cultivating immortals and preaching.
If everything was true, wouldn't he also have the chance to cultivate into a fairy?
Fortunately, he only needs to accumulate enough preaching points to improve his realm, and he doesn't need to meditate like Wang Dezhu, which saves a lot of effort.
Otherwise, I have to recruit apprentices and meditate, and I am afraid that there is not enough time.
Wang Dezhu immediately sat back on the bed as instructed, and seemed to meditate.
This nursing home was built in the suburbs, surrounded by lush trees, and the environment is elegant. Zhao Sen saw countless faint milky white airflows continuously converging towards Uncle Wang and slowly blending into his body, he couldn't help but click his tongue secretly.
If it continues to develop like this, will this nursing home become a meditation place for a group of old gods?
Following the example of a gourd painting, Zhao Sen developed several elderly people with dementia in the east area of the second floor that he was in charge of into his apprentices, and soon gained another [-] preaching points!
[Second Disciple Li Guifen: 81 years old, good aptitude, ordinary bones, suffering from Alzheimer's disease, sinus irregular heart rate...]
[Third Disciple Sun Dafu: 69 years old, with excellent aptitude...]
[Fourth Disciple Zhou Haiping: Age 76, qualifications...]
[Fifth Disciple Li Guotai: Age...]
[Six disciples...]
He didn't exchange for other exercises, but used these [-] preaching points to upgrade himself to the first level of the mortal realm!
Each big realm is divided into one to ten heavens, a total of ten small realms.
As the suzerain, Zhao Sen didn't have any bottlenecks in his promotion. As long as he saved enough preaching points, he could break through at any time, which was also an additional benefit of the suzerain.
In order for several disciples to supervise each other and walk on the road of cultivating immortals together, Zhao Sen summoned six disciples to sit cross-legged and meditate together. The whole room was very quiet, except for the slight sound of breathing.
Soon it was time for lunch, and a crisp female voice came from the corridor outside.
"Uncle Wang, it's time to eat. Where is Uncle Wang?"
"Uncle Sun, Aunt Li? Oh? Where have all these old guys gone?"
In the corridor, a beautiful woman in a white coat with a graceful figure and light makeup greeted each room, but was surprised to find that several rooms were empty, and she couldn't help wondering.
Meals are uniformly provided in the nursing home, except for those with limited mobility, they have to go to the cafeteria to eat together.
Firstly, it is convenient for these lonely old people to communicate with each other, and secondly, it is convenient for cooking and tidying up the tableware.
Zhou Xueqi happened to be in charge of this aspect. She was Zhao Sen's colleague and a nurse, but because she had an unclear relationship with Dr. Feng, she didn't have to do dirty work.
Soon she came to room 209. Through the glass on the door, she found a group of old guys sitting cross-legged on the ground, with their hands on their knees and pinching their orchid fingers. She couldn't help being very surprised.
And Zhao Sen, that bastard, was sitting by the bed playing with his phone!
She frowned and opened the door and asked, "Zhao Sen, what are you doing! These uncles and aunts... what's going on with them?"
Zhao Sen was quick to gain wit, and said without blushing, "Ah, I have a qigong training class, and I am teaching grandpas and aunts to practice qigong."
"Qigong? Are you crazy! You don't know how old they are? Take them to the cafeteria to eat!"
Zhou Xueqi gave him a contemptuous gouged look, turned around and left with her plump buttocks.
He also scolded disdainfully: "It's just a brain hole. These old guys are in their seventies and eighties. What kind of qigong do they practice? They might be sent to the crematorium someday. They are really sick!"
She never gave Zhao Sen a good face. Anyway, Dr. Feng took care of her, and she just called these old guys to eat at the time of day every day, and ignored the rest.
As for the dirty work, Doctor Feng said, just leave it to Zhao Sen.
Zhao Sen stood up with cold eyes, and cursed in a low voice: "You two yuan last bus, what are you looking like!"
"Grandfathers and aunts, let's eat first, and then practice in the afternoon."
He was helping the elders and aunts up, but they stood up by themselves, and their legs and feet became more flexible.
Uncle Wang said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, your entrainment technique is really powerful, I feel that my body is much more relaxed than before."
"Yes, yes." Aunt Li moved her old arms and legs with a smile on her face, and said refreshedly, "You said it was qigong just now? I'll let Lao Ou practice it with me later."
"Practicing Qigong is good. My son is still worried that I will be bullied. When I finish practicing, I will show him some bricks!"
The uncles and aunts walked out energetically, Zhao Sen looked at them in surprise, and felt that they were indeed different from before.
It seems that after practicing the air-entraining technique, the symptoms of Alzheimer's disease have improved a little, the mind is clear, and the legs and feet are light. Could it be that the effect of cultivating immortals is so immediate?
Those elixirs and fairy spells in the mall... they must be awesome!
Fortunately, I was quick-witted and said that I was practicing Qigong, otherwise I would have alarmed the principal.
He made up his mind to use the qigong training class as a cover for the time being, and then recruit other old people to learn together, then he will be able to harvest more preaching points, and first push his own realm to the top!
Only by becoming strong first can you recruit disciples and grow the sect.
In the cafeteria, several dementia patients suddenly came together, which aroused the curiosity of Master Qian who was cooking.
Usually, these old guys are the most troublesome for him, they accidentally scattered the food everywhere, causing him to sweep the floor and mop the table.
But these old guys seem a little different today?
Wang Dezhu picked up three empty dinner plates, slapped them in front of him, and shouted angrily: "Three meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes, four servings of rice, fill them all up for me!"
Master Qian asked him suspiciously: "Uncle Wang, have you finished eating?"
"Don't talk nonsense, you can hit as much as you want!" Uncle Wang meditated and practiced all morning, only to feel hungry growling in his stomach, and his appetite was much larger than before.