Chapter 2: Everlasting Art

It was Friday, the afternoon holiday, Qin Xuan walked on this campus, feeling the breath of long-term memory, and felt a little melancholy for a while.
He had returned to the earth in his previous life, and the earth had weak spiritual power in this era. Unless he finds the heaven and blessed land, it is even more difficult to cultivate with this weak spiritual energy, and there are almost no cultivators.
Sensing the faint aura between heaven and earth, Qin Xuan searched for a long time during the holiday, and finally stopped in front of a lake.
Sparkling, clear water and green mountains. The reflections on both sides of the strait are as beautiful as Shili Gallery.
Mingxin Lake is a key environmental protection zone in Jingshui City, and it is also a rare quiet place in this city. Not only that, Yueming Mountain next to Mingxin Lake also has the entire Jingshui City’s first villa area, which is often worth thousands of Wan, the dignitaries live in it. It is rare for ordinary citizens here, and those who appear are often either rich or expensive.
Qin Xuan came here and finally nodded in satisfaction. The veins here are still intact. Although the aura is meager, it just meets the needs of foundation building.
He looked around and found a secluded place. He sat with his arms upright, palms facing the sky, in a gesture of embracing Yuan.
Although it is known as the Azure Emperor in the fairy world, the lord of a domain, dominates one side. But in fact, Qin Xuan’s method of building foundations in his previous life was very ordinary, and even the sects with a little bit of background did not look at it. Later, after jin 　ru the fairy world, Qin Xuan inherited the Qing emperor. This made up for the previous shortcomings and gradually changed his The foundation is perfected to completion.
But now it's different. He has the inheritance of Qingdi that even the immortal emperor was jealous of in his previous life, so he naturally doesn't need ordinary foundation building methods.
Evergreen tactic!
Cast the eternal immortal body, forge the evergreen immortal body.
Although the immortal power, magic weapons and supernatural powers have all disappeared, as long as the Eternal Evergreen Art is present, his foundation will not be shaken.
Facing the lake, Qin Xuan's mind was like stagnant water in a pool. The ancient well was waveless. Gradually, his body seemed to blend with the surrounding world. Strands of invisible auras began to gather around him from the heavens and the earth, and jinru entered the body, circling the sky in the trajectory of the eternal evergreen art, and returned to the dantian.
If you look closely, you can even see an invisible stand around him, the lake is swaying with scales, swaying towards Qin Xuan. His breath is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and contains a certain wonderful rhythm.
Cultivation is divided into eight realms: Qi training, Jindan, Transforming God, Yuanying, Returning Void, Hedao, Mahayana, and Crossing Tribulation.
The most basic Qi training is also called foundation building, and each realm is divided into upper, middle and lower grades. The qi-refining realm means to condense the spiritual qi of the heaven and the earth into the body and condense the spiritual sea. Since then, unlike ordinary people, the lifespan has increased by three hundred and can cast spells.
The Eternal Evergreen Art is a dual cultivation of law and body. After the foundation is built, it can also receive the spirit and refine the body, and refine the body like a demon.
There are not many people in Mingxin Lake. In addition, the place where Qin Xuan is located is secluded, and occasionally people pass by, but they just ignore Qin Xuan as some neurosis. Time passes, gradually the moon and stars are diminishing, and the night is jin　ru dark. .
Qin Xuan's body suddenly shook slightly. In this dim night, two white air currents could be clearly seen rushing out of his nasal cavity. There was a vague sense of sharpness, making a slight sound of tearing the air.
The eyes suddenly opened and closed, and a glimmer of light flashed in the depths of Qin Xuan's eyes, and the eyes were full of domineering meaning. It took a few breaths before he recovered his calm.
"Successful foundation building?"
Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the sky, showing a faint smile.
The Spirit Sea in his dantian was less than ten feet, very weak, but Qin Xuan was very satisfied.
The successful foundation construction also means that he has officially stepped into the ranks of cultivators. Unlike ordinary people, it was ten years earlier than the previous life.
"In my last life, I was lacking in my state of mind. During the Great Tribulation, the Immortal Burial Tribulation invaded Immortal Heart Di Nian, which caused my body to suffer severe damage! In this life, I will achieve Consummation without regret.
His eyes are like swords, extremely firm. Standing on the shore of Mingxin Lake, under the faint moonlight, the figure casts a radiance, like a god.
"Going back so late, He Yun has to worry again, right?"
Qin Xuan shook his head slightly in the moonlight. He is going to school in Jingshui City. His parents are not around. He Yun, his mother's friend, takes care of him.
Opening the memory, he remembered vaguely that He Yun was six years older than him, and this year was exactly twenty-four. According to seniority, Qin Xuan should have called He Yun aunt, but due to the similar age, he almost always called He Yun by his real name.
He Yun is especially good to Qin Xuan, much better than to his own sister. Therefore, Qin Xuan has always been grateful to He Yun. Unfortunately, after he went to university, he never had the opportunity to return to Jingshui City until he encountered a catastrophe and only hurriedly met He Yun once at the funeral of his parents.
Thinking of He Yun, Qin Xuan couldn't help but sighed in his heart and walked out of Mingxin Lake.
"At this time, I don't know if I can get a taxi!"
At this moment, Qin Xuan paused, and two figures came towards him.
One of them was old-fashioned and had snow-white hair. Even so, there was a trace of coercion from a superior person on his body, which was cultivated from a high position for a long time. The other is much younger, seeming to be only more than twenty years old, as if he is a guard, gently supporting the old man, his face showing respect.
Someone will come to Mingxin Lake even so late?
Qin Xuan was a little surprised and couldn't help but glance at the old man more.
That is to say, with these two eyes, Qin Xuan noticed that this old man was a little strange, although his body was strong, his feet were vacant, and his eyes were a little dark.
If he perceives well, this old man should also belong to a kind of cultivator, with a weak sense of aura in his body, but this old man has suffered some hidden injuries, so he has these abnormalities that are not part of the cultivator.
"There are also cultivators on earth? Look at this person's appearance, he should belong to the martial artist, but unfortunately, the strength in the body is too weak!"
Qin Xuan couldn't help thinking secretly, his eyes lit up leisurely, and he raised a little interest.
He needs someone to ask passersby!
In his previous life, he was just a mortal on the earth, and he had no idea about the cultivators. When he returned to the earth after a hundred years, he was already human and non-human. The cultivator in the state of transforming the gods could not be seen at all, so naturally there was no interest.
However, he has just practiced Qi to build a foundation successfully, and wants to know more about the cultivators of this era.
...
But said that the old and the young walked into Mingxin Lake, and after seeing Qin Xuan, the two were equally surprised.
"There are so few young people still in the mood to visit 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, and even the military spirit that had left him silent for a long time was slightly violent, as if it reminded him of the precarious years of going to the battlefield in those years.
Danger!
The old man's eyes condensed, he knew this feeling, but he hadn't felt it for decades.
Seeing Qin Xuan's eyes fixed on the old man, the young man beside him could not help being cautious: "Maybe it is a young man who is broken in love. Elder Mo, be careful of catching cold at this late hour!"
Mo Lao looked at Qin Xuan with some uncertainty, and raised his palm slightly, "Although I am old, but my bones are not enough to bear this cool breeze."
"It has been ten years since I returned to Jingshui City. The only thing that has not changed is Mingyue Lake."
At this moment, Qin Xuan strode towards the two of them suddenly.
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