Chapter 6

The eighteen Yan wood beads represent the six senses, six dusts, and six recognitions, symbolizing the eighteen realms.

The Yan wood beads resonate with the true word pagoda in his heart. Each time he cultivates, his hands, eyes, heart, and speech are unified. Therefore, cultivating the true word pagoda in his heart is also cultivating the Yan wood beads in his hand, one external and one internal, complementing each other.

Each time he recites the true words, Mi Xiaojing does not know that faint golden true words will fly out from the ten-thousand-character true word pagoda, combine with the words he recites, and then fly into the virtual tower. The sound and words, which would easily dissipate, adhere to the virtual tower with this power.

At the same time, a small amount of golden true words are sealed into the eighteen Yan beads, gradually changing the Yan beads. In fact, this serves to enhance the Yan beads. After a certain period, these Yan beads will become special weapons, but for now, they are just embryos.

After a night of cultivation, the true word tower solidified a bit and grew a bit, but it was hard to notice.

The rooster crowed, the roosters raised by the laborers. As the rooster sang, the sky turned a pale white.

Mi Xiaojing opened his eyes. A night of cultivation had completely restored his spirit and energy. He got up from the bed, went to the open space in front of the meditation room, and started practicing boxing. This set of boxing was not for fighting but for stretching and invigorating the blood. After sitting cross-legged all night, he had to move around after getting up.

This set of boxing was very short, consisting of only about ten movements, called Yan hand boxing. After practicing it twice, Mi Xiaojing stopped, then washed up simply and climbed onto the roof, facing east, where the sun rises, and began to practice breathing.

Whether in the Yan realm or the cultivation realm, there are similar techniques to gather a bit of Yang purple qi. In the Western Yan Sect, only Mi Xiaojing does this. It was not taught by the senior master of the Western Yan Sect but was something he naturally liked. In fact, the true reason was that the ten-thousand-character true word pagoda influenced him.

As the pale white sky gradually turned red and the sky was filled with rosy clouds, a point of golden light leaped from the maple forest. Instantly, Mi Xiaojing took a deep breath, and threads of purple qi penetrated his crown, directly entering the virtual true word tower in his heart. In an instant, the entire virtual tower emitted a purple glow.

The sun rose from the maple forest in the east, and it took only a moment. After this time, it would be impossible to absorb this thread of purple qi. Since he started cultivating, Mi Xiaojing, except on rainy, snowy, or overcast days, must go to the roof to absorb this thread of purple qi. For him, this was an instinctive habit, like eating, drinking, urinating, defecating, and sleeping; he couldn't do without any of them.

Only when this thread of purple qi was completely integrated into the virtual tower did Mi Xiaojing come down from the roof.

This thread of Yang purple qi was quickly absorbed by the ten-thousand-character true word pagoda. Due to Mi Xiaojing's low cultivation level, he could not nurture the ten-thousand-character true word pagoda himself, and only this thread of Yang purple qi could sustain the Yan treasure true word pagoda.

The Yan treasure conceals itself; once it recognizes its master, it will hide its light. Therefore, no one has discovered that Mi Xiaojing possesses this supreme treasure of the Yan Sect. Even if experts from the Yan Sect came, they would not be able to see through it.

Mi Xiaojing did not know that there was a Yan treasure in his virtual tower, his heart tower. So he always thought that his heart tower was like this, and any appearance of anything was normal. Because he lacked the knowledge, he had no doubts. After all, he had only been cultivating for three years, and in the Yan Sect, he had only learned basic Yan studies, and his cultivation had just begun.

After completing his morning routine, Mi Xiaojing did not cultivate during the day. Autumn had arrived, and he had to go up the mountain to pick various wild fruits and vegetables, and many herbs were harvested in the fall. If he didn't go up the mountain now, by the time the heavy snow fell, there would be nothing left to harvest on the mountain.

The cultivators of the Western Yan Sect mostly go up the mountain to collect mountain goods, such as walnuts, chestnuts, and hazelnuts. After processing them, they can be taken to the market to exchange for needles, threads, coarse cloth, and seasonings. Some things can be made by themselves, but others cannot, such as oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, which must be exchanged.

Of course, the cultivators of the Western Yan Sect do not go to the market themselves to exchange these goods. They usually entrust the hired workers or laborers to do it. Mi Xiaojing had already accumulated a lot of dried goods, and at the end of each month, the laborers would go to the market, and he could entrust them to take the goods and exchange them for daily necessities.

Therefore, autumn is the busiest season for cultivators. The Western Yan Sect only provides meals, and everything else must be managed by themselves. The life of the cultivators is very hard. Of course, the hard cultivation of the Yan Sect is always painful, which is also a form of cultivation.

The hard cultivation of the Western Yan Sect is relatively peaceful. Some hard cultivation sects are truly harsh, with one meal a day, barely covering their bodies, no houses to live in, and practicing in the deep mountains, enduring the elements. Such cultivation, without a firm will, is impossible to persist.

Mi Xiaojing took a broom and first swept the courtyard clean, then swept the room again. He also lit three incense sticks in front of the Yan niche, which is a daily ritual he performs. Mi Xiaojing is very devout in this regard.

After completing everything, Mi Xiaojing picked up his basket and prepared to go up the mountain.

Just as he walked to the corner gate, he saw a child of about seven or eight years old running over.

"Brother Xiaojing, Senior Master Zengli asks you to come."

The children under ten years old are the preparatory disciples of the cultivators. In the Western Yan Sect, they are considered the next generation. Most of them are sent by farmers and mountain people, and many are orphans or abandoned at the mountain gate and adopted by the cultivators of the Western Yan Sect. Mi Xiaojing was also adopted in this way.

Mi Xiaojing patted his head.

"Okay, I'll go."

He took out a few roasted walnuts and gave them to the child.

Carrying the basket, Mi Xiaojing went to the side room in the middle courtyard, where the chief seats reside.

The Western Yan Sect has three chief seats: the Yuanjue Hall, the Guanfa Hall, and the Jiaoxing Hall. Senior Master Zengli is the chief seat of the Yuanjue Hall, and Mi Xiaojing belongs to the Yuanjue Hall in the Western Yan Sect.

In other words, Senior Master Zengli is Mi Xiaojing's direct superior. In the Yan Sect, the hierarchical relationship is very clear, and the status is also different, just like in cultivation sects, with a clear hierarchy. The chief seats have a very high status in the Western Yan Sect.

Mi Xiaojing gently knocked on the door and waited outside.

An old voice said, "Come in!"

Mi Xiaojing pushed the door open and walked in.

This room was twice the size of Mi Xiaojing's room, with a large earthen bed taking up a third of the room. The layout was similar to Mi Xiaojing's room, with a bamboo bookshelf, an additional desk, and a few bamboo chests in the corner.

A Yan niche was placed on the altar, with an incense burner and two offering plates. Three incense sticks were inserted in the incense burner, emitting a wisp of incense smoke.