Chapter 11 The Third Level of Qi Refining
Time flies, and it is already the New Year. Lin Changqing has grown another year older. Now he is eleven years old and as tall as his father's shoulders.

He looks more like his mother, Xu Wenying, with gentle and regular features. He is very attractive at first sight. He already has the charm of a handsome young man.

I got up early today, and after finishing my training, I went to wish my parents a happy new year and say auspicious words. After receiving the red envelope of spiritual stones, I went to wish my grandfather, second uncle, and aunt a happy new year. The red envelopes I received included spiritual stones and elixirs. It was a good harvest.

The atmosphere in Zushan today is very intense. Although the purpose of the cultivators is to cultivate and become immortals, they are still mortals before they become immortals. So they have to have some fun during the New Year.

The monks' methods are not comparable to those of ordinary people. They release fireballs into the sky. When they reach a certain height, they automatically detonate. The flames they produce are no worse than fireworks in the mortal world. Moreover, they can be continuous, one after another, which is very lively.

Lin Changqing had a rare chance to relax during the New Year and was just about to go find Lin Changjie and the others to play.

Suddenly, my heart moved, and an urgent consciousness came. It was the golden-winged bird's spirit egg, and it was about to hatch.

Go home quickly so that it can see you as soon as it is born, and this will make the spirit animal think of you as its parents.

I returned to my room. I saw a small hole in the eggshell. Looking through the hole, I could see a pink little creature. It should be accumulating strength to prepare to break out of the shell.

Lin Changqing knew that he couldn't move it or help it now. Otherwise, it would be born with congenital deficiencies. Only by relying on its own strength can it be a strong life in the future. Now he could only cheer it up through the connection in his heart.

After resting for a while, the little guy started pecking at the eggshell again, constantly enlarging the hole. After more than an hour of effort, he finally broke out of the shell.

The newborn baby was lying in the bird's nest. Its body was pink and still wet. It opened its mouth wide and called out to Lin Changqing. Lin Changqing guessed that it must be hungry.

Quickly take out the prepared insect meat, which was collected by grandpa and aunt in the spiritual medicine garden. Some insects still have very hard shells, and the shells must be removed to collect the white tender meat inside.

I used a small pair of tongs to pick up a piece of worm meat and put it in its mouth. It swallowed it in a few gulps and then opened its mouth for more. I had to feed it more than ten worms before it was full.

I went out and told my family that the baby was born, and everyone wanted to go and see. Fortunately, the baby was full and asleep, otherwise he might have been scared.

I don’t know why, but my father and second uncle also had a contract with about the same time, and there’s still no movement yet. My father sensed it and said it’ll take a few more days for the baby to be born.

I don’t know if Lin Changqing’s golden-winged bird egg is stronger, or if it’s because I put more than a dozen gold-attributed spirit stones in it.

I told my guess to my father and second uncle. They also put some gold spirit stones there, hoping it would work.

Because the little guy was born on the first day of the first lunar month, Lin Changqing decided to call him Chuyi. The family also thought this name was good. It was quite innovative and festive.

From then on, Lin Changqing had an additional task, which was to feed Chuyi and collect insect meat. He was also responsible for collecting the insect meat needed by his father and second uncle.

My father's Garuda was born on the fifth day of the first lunar month, so he was named Chuwu. My second uncle's was born on the sixth day of the first lunar month, so he was named Chuliu. These names are inherited from each other, simple and crude.

The collection of insect meat was mainly helped by grandpa and aunt. Sometimes, if the spiritual medicine garden did not collect enough, Lin Changqing would go to the uncles and aunts who grew spiritual rice and ask them to help collect it.

In the past, after killing the bugs, they would gather them together and burn them with a fireball. Now, they just need to gather them together and leave them to Lin Changqing.

Ten days later, Chuyi's eyes had opened and he was very close to Lin Changqing. Now he was as big as a chick. Some hair had started to grow on his body. He could be held in his hand and played with. His chirping was very clear and pleasant.

Chuyi is very smart. Once, when Lin Changqing was practicing, Chuyi must have been hungry, so he chirped and disturbed Lin Changqing. Lin Changqing told him that he should not be disturbed when practicing. Chuyi remembered it immediately. After that, he would not make any noise when Lin Changqing was practicing.

That day, Lin Changqing practiced as usual, striking the last acupuncture point of the third meridian. After practicing for a while, he felt the acupuncture point begin to soften. Lin Changqing secretly rejoiced.

He immediately stopped the attack and, based on his experience from the previous two times, began to circulate the Qi in his Dantian to accumulate spiritual energy. When the Dantian had accumulated enough spiritual energy, he rushed to the acupuncture point with all his strength. A loud "boom" was heard in his mind. The surrounding spiritual energy poured into Lin Changqing's body.

The refreshing feeling came again, and a layer of black and gray dirt was discharged from the surface of the body. This time the gray was more, and the black was less. It was not as smelly as before. The breath increased sharply again.

With the experience of the last two times, he quickly concentrated his mind and began to consolidate his cultivation. His Dantian doubled in size again, and could hold more than twice as much spiritual energy as before.

Looking at the three meridians that were completely opened, he was secretly delighted. He continued to circulate the Qi around his body, driving the spiritual energy into his Dantian, and after many cycles.

The spiritual energy in Dantian gradually increased, and the third level of Qi training finally stabilized.

After packing up, I quickly went out to wash myself, and then told my family the good news. They were all very happy to hear it.

Especially the father and the second uncle lifted Lin Changqing up and threw him into the air, which frightened Lin Changqing so much that he screamed loudly. The mother and aunt laughed beside him.

After a while of being happy, grandpa stepped in to stop the two brothers and put Lin Changqing down. Lin Changqing's legs were a little weak.

Lin Changqing found that he was actually a little afraid of heights. Why didn't he realize it in his previous life? If he was afraid of heights, he couldn't play the flying sword game. But he had always dreamed of becoming a swordsman.

Flying a sword through the sky is Lin Changqing's wish. Which immortal cultivator doesn't want to fly a sword and travel all over the world? He must find a way to overcome his fear of heights.

Lin Changqing's current cultivation progress is the same as Lin Changhao's, although still a little slower than them. They are both at the third level of Qi Refining.

The fastest is Lin Changlian. It is estimated that he may reach the fourth level of Qi Refining in another year.

As a cultivator continues to advance, his Dantian will become larger and larger, and more and more spiritual energy will be needed to fill the Dantian, and the time required for advancement will also become longer and longer.

Therefore, the further you go in your practice, the harder it becomes and the more time you need.

Like Lin Changqing, he estimated that it would take him three to four years to advance to the fourth level of Qi Refining. The fifth level would take six to eight years, and the sixth level would take twelve to sixteen years, and that was before he encountered a bottleneck.

If you encounter a bottleneck, it will take even longer.

This is also why my father, who has four spiritual roots, is only at the seventh level of Qi Refining at the age of forty-five.

My mother also has four spiritual roots. She is forty-one years old and has only reached the sixth level of Qi training.

My second uncle has four spiritual roots and is forty-two years old. With the help of the Hundred-Year Red Fruit, he is now only at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Auntie has three spiritual roots, is thirty-eight years old, and has the help of the bloodthirsty thorn vine. She is now at the eighth level of Qi Refining. She is the most likely to succeed in building a foundation among the few people.

As for the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, if they cannot cultivate to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining before the age of 60 when their Qi and blood decline, then it is certain that they will not have any chance of building a foundation.

Unless you can find a spiritual object that can increase your Qi and blood, like a rare treasure like the dragon blood fruit tree.

But it is not so easy to find such rare treasures. Even if you find them, you may not be able to obtain them.

Therefore, a monk's time is never enough. He is always racing against time.

(End of this chapter)