Chapter 1023: Heavenly Wheel Diagram

In the early stages of the "Heavenly Wheel Diagram" cultivation technique, there are no spells involved. It primarily focuses on absorbing the winds from all directions to expand the capacity of the spiritual spring within one's body through the spiritual roots.

The spiritual qi absorbed from heaven and earth doesn't fill the body like the Spiritual Qi Immortal Path, where even during the Qi cultivation phase, one can perform Sword Flight and practice numerous minor spells.

I remember when Ancestor Chen Xun and Ancestor Ximen were overjoyed and lost their bearings. If they had started cultivating the Heavenly Wheel Immortal Path upon arriving in the small boundary, their mindset might not have been much better than Bai Xinghan's.

Every day, Xiao Wuhen's face was slightly flushed, as if holding his breath. He could clearly sense the subtle spiritual qi of heaven and earth, but why did it always feel like he couldn't harness it...

However, his father had said that there are no shortcuts on the path of cultivating immortality. If one cannot endure the monotony, it's better to abandon the thought.

Over the years, he stayed by his father's side day and night. He didn't learn much in terms of skills, but his mindset in dealing with the world was exceptional, never arrogant or impatient, which left Bai Xinghan and Shadiao secretly impressed.

This junior brother seemed inexperienced in worldly matters, yet his actions were unusually seasoned. He never complained of fatigue, even when his legs went numb from sitting cross-legged.

When the old beggar threw a stone, Xiao Wuhen's eyes flashed like lightning. Unconsciously, his five senses had become extraordinarily sharp, and he calmly dodged the stone with a slight tilt of his head.

He didn't even move his body an inch!

This scene made Bai Xinghan's pupils contract. He remembered how they had been embarrassed and injured by a single move when they first arrived, spending days recovering... only then did they learn to avoid being hit by stones.

Unexpectedly, this junior brother could dodge it right from the start, showing some martial prowess...

In the distance.

The old beggar had found a rotten fruit, gnawed by a spirit beast, and was eating it. When he saw Xiao Wuhen effortlessly dodge, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

The way he skillfully dodged the stones suggested that under that person's guidance, his childhood had been quite complete.

A playful smile appeared on his lips, and the small fruit seeds, still covered in saliva, suddenly shot out like arrows!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

...

Xiao Wuhen closed his eyes, his ears twitched slightly, and he tilted his head back, standing like a stone statue in the wind. Yet his body moved with the agility of a willow leaf, as fast as lightning.

The fruit seeds spat out by the old beggar were accurately dodged by him, each evasion as smooth as flowing water, perfectly avoiding every fast-moving seed.

Bai Xinghan and Shadiao watched this scene intently, their hearts filled with indescribable shock and admiration.

Bang!

"Ah!!"

Suddenly, a small fruit seed curved in mid-air, striking Bai Xinghan's face directly, causing him to scream in disbelief, "Old, old master, why did you ambush me?!"

"This is called all's fair in war."

The old beggar nodded with a smile at Xiao Wuhen's skillful movements and turned to Bai Xinghan, saying, "You brat, you're not focused on your cultivation, even worse than Shadiao."

"Whoo!!" Not far away, Shadiao perked up, nodding repeatedly. Master was right; it's best to have you as the master.

Bai Xinghan looked at Shadiao's smug face, feeling a bit annoyed, "Master, cultivators have cave abodes for peaceful seclusion. Why do we need to dodge your ambushes?!"

"Haha, once you graduate, you'll understand the dangers of the Wild Heaven Region."

The old beggar laughed heartily, mockingly addressing Bai Xinghan, "Do you know how many cultivators from myriad clans in this region die mysteriously during cultivation, either killed by shockwaves or caught in battles, unable to react in time?"

"Moreover, there are countless perilous and forbidden places in the outside world. There's never a truly safe place for cultivation. Without a calm Dao heart cultivated in adversity, you'll be the first to die!"

The old beggar sighed, his gaze sharp, as he continued gnawing on the rotten fruit, juice splattering on his clothes without a care, "If you can't even endure this, your cultivation won't progress, and your lifespan will be short~~"

"Brat, don't make this old man have to bury you, haha, how unfilial of a master!"

"Motherfucker... this old bastard."

Bai Xinghan's features twisted slightly, having been tormented by this old bastard all along. Surviving until now was a miracle, as he and Shadiao used to think about taking care of him in his old age.

Goodness, the tables have turned!

This old bastard has been thinking of burying them all along. Indeed... Xinghan and Shadiao have wandered half their lives without encountering a 'wise sect,' alas!

Bai Xinghan let out a silent, anguished cry in his heart. Unable to find peace in cultivation, how could he devour the northwest and advance his cultivation?!

He glanced silently at the calm, cross-legged junior brother in the distance, taking a deep breath. Over the years, he had gained some insights, but he was just caught off guard by the old bastard's ambush earlier.

However, his heart was not yet completely calm.

Suddenly, a piercing screech shattered the still air, and the frozen leaves seemed to be activated by some invisible force, shooting down like sharp blades!

The air seemed to freeze, and Bai Xinghan's eyes reflected this terrifying yet slow scene, his pupils narrowing to a needlepoint.

His heart raced, sensing a powerful and merciless force gradually gathering, ready to explode at any moment.

The falling leaves, like flying knives, moved with unbelievable speed, as if to tear through any obstacle in their path.

Xiao Wuhen remained with his eyes closed, seemingly indifferent to the changes around him. Yet his body trembled slightly, as if saying...

Master, unless these raindrop-like blades hit me, I won't utter a word!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

These flying leaves traced strange arcs in the air, but they didn't carry a sharp killing intent. Finally, the leaves erupted...

"Ah!!!"

"Old bastard!!!"

"Whoo!!!"

...

Three piercing screams echoed to the sky, blood splattering in all directions, not a single one escaping, thoroughly disrupting their meditation and cultivation, impossible to dodge!

Xiao Wuhen's forehead veins bulged, nearly cursing out loud. No wonder these were immortal techniques, even harsher than his father's!

He finally joined the ranks of the injured, becoming a comrade-in-arms with Bai Xinghan and Shadiao, tormented by the old beggar until his scalp tingled, on the verge of becoming a proud little beggar...

Not a single piece of clothing remained intact, and his once-flowing black hair was now a tangled mess, because even if you tidied it, it would end up standing on end.

In Xiao Wuhen's heart, this small sect was never as serene and stable as the Five Aggregates Sect. Every day was chaos and disorder, and if he managed to cultivate peacefully for an hour in the twelve-hour day, it was a stroke of luck.

Yet the old beggar delighted in tormenting them, never holding back.

Thus, Xiao Wuhen's path of cultivating immortality officially began.