Chapter 1: Cultivating the Land to Develop the Kung Fu
The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn.

In a villa in Yunwu Mountain.

"Chen An, no!"

"Stop it!"

An old man shouted and rushed towards Chen An, narrowly catching him as he fell.

There were more than a dozen young boys and girls in the yard, mixed with a few slightly mature faces, standing in front of the nanmu table, holding talisman pens. When they noticed the movement beside them, they stopped at the same time.

"It's just drawing a talisman, there's no need to fight so hard."

"What's the point of trying? I tried more than ten cards in a row, but none of them worked."

"With this talent, I can only go farming."

The old man ignored the noisy sounds around him, but looked down at the pale-faced Chen An, checking his physical condition.

His expression eased slightly when he found that Chen An had merely consumed too much spiritual energy and was not in great danger.

"Where am I?"

Chen An felt dizzy and exhausted, as if his body had been drained.

He opened his eyes and saw an old face full of concern. His heart was shocked and memories came flooding back.

"Chen An?"

"The Third Elder is accepting a talisman master apprentice?"

"Did I consume too much spiritual energy during the assessment?"

The old man saw Chen An wake up and asked, "Are you okay?"

Chen An was stunned for a moment: "It should be fine."

The old man nodded, then his face showed some anger: "What were you trying to do just now, kid? You have exhausted your spiritual power and forcefully drew the talisman. You might damage your foundation. Do you want to die?"

The other party preached a few words, shook his head, and left Chen An alone to rest.

Chen An held his dizzy head and was stunned for a moment. After sorting out his memories of two lives, he finally understood that just now, he had broken the mystery in the womb and awakened his innate wisdom.

In his previous life, he was a corporate slave working 996 hours a day and was extremely exploited by his boss. He died suddenly while staying up late to modify a plan at the company.

Unexpectedly, he traveled to this world of immortal cultivation and became a sixteen-year-old cultivator from the Chen family, a family of immortal cultivation. He possessed low-grade spiritual roots and had reached the second level of Qi training.

The old man just now was the third elder of the Chen family, Chen Yuanzhong. He was proficient in the art of talismans, and all the high-level talismans of the Chen family were made by him.

Today, a group of monks of different ages gathered here to accept the assessment of the Third Elder, intending to become his apprentice as a talisman master.

Although the family is famous for farming in Qingyun Domain, compared to farming and rolling in the mud every day, it is obvious that being a talisman master has an easier job, earns more, and requires higher talent.

Many young monks came here after hearing the news, but the places are limited. More than a dozen people are competing for three positions, so naturally they have to be assessed and the best ones selected.

The Chen family is a small family that started out by growing spiritual plants. The one with the highest level of cultivation is the old man of the Chen family who is in the early stage of foundation building.

In order to develop the family and cultivate future generations, the Chen family had already set a rule. Regardless of whether the spiritual roots were good or bad, as long as someone had spiritual roots, the family would provide certain cultivation resources free of charge for three years.

Chen An had just started practicing cultivation, and after more than two years, he had barely reached the second level of Qi training.

He knew that he had low-grade spiritual roots and it would be difficult for him to enter the middle stage of Qi training without sufficient resources. In order to have a skill to earn spirit stones in the future, he decided to give it a try.

But his skills were not very good, and he didn't succeed in drawing any talismans. In a hurry, he forced himself to draw the talisman, which led to the scene of fainting before.

Chen An was resting when he heard the deep voice of the Third Elder Chen Yuanzhong: "Those whose names are called will stay, and the rest can leave on their own."

"Chen Zhilan, Chen Dengming, Chen Dazhuang"

Unsurprisingly, Chen An's name was not on the list.

However, this is also expected. If his name really appeared in public, that would be a huge conspiracy.

After everyone dispersed with disappointment on their faces, leaving only the three people who had passed the assessment with joy on their faces, Chen An slowly stood up holding the armrest of the chair, said goodbye to the third elder, and turned to leave.

After leaving the courtyard, a tall and thin figure blocked the way in front.

“Didn’t pass the exam?”

When I looked up, it was Chen San.

Chen An smiled slightly and asked back, "Didn't you pass it too?"

"I'm just joining in the fun." Chen San smiled and took out a seed. "But don't be discouraged. Compared to the art of talismans, you still have some talent in farming. I got this seed from a relic. It's really extraordinary. For the sake of our past friendship, I'll sell it to you at a low price. Ten low-grade spirit stones will be enough!"

Chen An took a look at the gray seeds and rolled his eyes.

The hemp robe talisman that he drew during the previous assessment was drawn at the instigation of the other party. He spent all his spirit stones to buy an incomplete atlas, and even the talisman pen was borrowed from the third elder.

And now, he is trying to seduce him again.

Chen An's mouth twitched, and he said, "I don't have any extra spirit stones, let's talk about it another day."

This Chen San used to farm in the clan in his early years, and later made a living by hunting monsters. Two years ago, he went to the market under the Qingyun Sect to do business, but lost all his capital. Now he has returned to the family.

I often sell some worthless things to young people like them who are inexperienced in the world.

After Chen An rejected the other party, he did not stop and went in the direction of the stone house and courtyard in his memory.

My body hasn't recovered yet, so I can't waste time outside.

Soon, a small courtyard about three or four meters long and wide, surrounded by bluestone walls, appeared in front of me, with two tall trees standing at the entrance.

One is a green pine, and the other is also a green pine.

Although they are the same kind of trees, they represent different meanings in Chen An's heart. The one on the east represents his father, and the one on the west represents his mother.

When he was eight years old that year, the reason he planted the two pine trees was very simple. He hoped that his parents would be as long-lasting as the two pines and accompany him forever.

No, things don’t always go as planned.

The two elders who lived in the Chen family's mortal town at the foot of the mountain knew very well that their son was not very talented, so they climbed up the nearby mountains together a year ago, trying to pick some magical herbs in order to help their "immortal" son. However, on the way back, they both slipped and fell off a cliff.

When the Chen family found them, the two were still holding the spiritual plants tightly in their hands. Unfortunately, they were already dead.

After his parents passed away, he missed them so much that he moved here.

Staring blankly at the lush green pines in front of him, even though Chen An had lived two lifetimes as a human being, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

After getting myself together and calming down a bit, I pushed the door and walked in.

On a two-mu-sized piece of black soil in the yard, there are more than a dozen low-level spiritual plants planted. They have slender stems and lush green leaves. Under Chen An's careful care, the spiritual plants exude vitality.

This is silver-leaf jute, a first-grade lower-grade spiritual value. It is relatively easy to survive and is mostly used to make talisman paper for use by talisman masters.

In addition to the silver-leaf jute, there are two first-level low-grade spiritual fruits, each bearing five heavy fruits, one of which is completely red and obviously ripe.

This fruit is called Jade Fruit, and taking it can slightly increase spiritual power.

The spiritual plants in the yard are easy-to-grow species planted by Chen An in his spare time. When they mature, they will be a source of income to some extent.

Chen An didn't pay much attention to the scene in front of him, but went straight to the quiet room and sat down cross-legged.

I have over-consumed my energy before and must recover quickly. If I delay for too long, there will probably be problems.

He silently practiced the Aoki Kung Fu to nourish his empty body.

Qingmu Gong is one of the Chen family's inherited martial arts. According to legend, this martial art was created by the predecessors based on their observations of green pine trees and their toughness and evergreen characteristics.

Years of practice can prolong life, but the only drawback is that the practice speed is slow and one is not good at fighting.

The night passed.

In the early morning, the courtyard was filled with mist as light as gauze, wetting the black soil and washing the branches and leaves of more than a dozen spiritual plants.

Especially the two jade fruit spirit trees, which were lush and green, and even more beautiful than yesterday.

Chen An looked around twice, looked at the pine cones hanging on the pine trees at the door, and touched his hungry stomach: "These pine cones are probably ripe. I can fry them to fill my stomach."

In my previous life, I lived in the mountains and ate a lot of pine nuts.

He walked forward and picked one, but before he put it away, he found that a fist-sized ball of light had fallen from the place where the pine cone he had just picked was and landed next to the green pine. As the light flashed, bits of spiritual light spread out.

Out of curiosity, Chen An reached out his hand and touched it gently.

In an instant, the ball of light turned into starlight and poured into his body. Suddenly, a piece of information flashed through his mind.

[Harvest a pine tower and obtain Qingmu Gong]

Before he could react, a flood of information suddenly hit Chen An's mind. In just a few breaths, his understanding of the Aoki Kung Fu, which he had just practiced last night, deepened a bit.

　It has passed the internal investment, so you can collect and invest with confidence

　　
　
(End of this chapter)