manynovel Chapter 3 Journey to the West
Chapter 3 Journey to the West
Break free from these thoughts.
Chen Chunan picked up the spirit peach; with just a simple gesture, the unique fragrance of the spirit fruit wafted over him.
Spirit peaches are one of the foundations upon which the Chen family stands, and also a major pillar industry of the family.
The Chen family is located in the Tianmu Mountains. The area is surrounded by mountains, but there is a lake in the middle that looks like a human eye when viewed from above, hence the name.
The small peach orchard has only twelve peach trees.
It can produce about 4300 fruits a year.
This spiritual peach not only has the effect of prolonging life, but the spiritual energy it contains is not wood-attribute spiritual energy, but attribute-free spiritual energy, which is extremely easy to absorb and refine.
It is particularly effective for cultivators below the sixth level of Qi Refining.
However, 7% of the tribute or protection fee is required to be paid.
No more than 1300 can be left.
Half of it needs to be exchanged for spirit stones and stored up.
That leaves even fewer.
For example, core members like Chen Hongxian can receive 5 coins per month.
Three scholarships are awarded to children of key families each month.
For someone like Chen Chunan, receiving one per month is already considered quite good.
Chen Chunan carefully savored the spiritual peach, then sat down to meditate and circulate his cultivation technique to continue his practice.
Unfortunately, after refining this spirit peach, Chen Chunan's cultivation level only increased slightly.
When Chen Chunan opened his eyes, his face was full of bitterness: Cultivation, cultivation, the cultivation of the five spiritual roots is so difficult.
Each time Hongxian cultivates, she must walk for a full hour before stopping, and even then, a large amount of spiritual energy cannot be converted in time because her cultivation method is too poor.
Although he only cultivated for three hours a day—Zi, Yin, and Wu—he still made rapid progress, reaching the fourth level of Qi Refining in just three years.
As for myself, I spend much more time in arduous practice every day than Hongxian.
But after nine years, he was still stuck at the third level of Qi Refining, with no hope of reaching the fourth level.
The core reason is that the average-grade five-elemental roots absorb spiritual energy slowly, and refine it even more slowly!
Spiritual root, spiritual root!
Why am I the one with five spiritual roots? Even if I have five spiritual roots, at least I should be of superior or top-grade quality!
Chen Chunan was filled with resentment.
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"Brother, what are you thinking about? I've been waiting for you for ages, and you still haven't told me today's story."
Chen Chunan was suddenly startled: Had he been lost in thought for over an hour? The red thread had already been cultivated.
"It's nothing, brother is just thinking about what to eat tonight. Tell him a story, so he can think about what happened today..."
Chen Hongxian's eyes lit up, and she instantly lost interest in the story: "Brother, I want to eat squirrel-shaped mandarin fish!"
Although the clan arranged for someone to cook for Chen Hongxian.
But Chen Hongxian still prefers Chen Chunan's cooking the most.
Compared to the clan's practice of always making the same few dishes over and over again in order to maximize the effectiveness of spiritual materials, my brother can cook so many different kinds of dishes, and the flavors are far superior.
The squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, in particular, is sweet and sour, with a crispy outer shell and tender, smooth flesh inside—it's simply unforgettable.
Unfortunately, the clan elders felt that making the spirit fish this way would waste its spiritual power, so they only allowed his brother to make the spirit fish once every three months to satisfy his craving.
As for the ordinary fish, Chen Hongxian, who had eaten the spirit fish, didn't even bother to look at it.
Chen Chunan couldn't help but laugh as he looked at his younger sister's greedy expression. "You remember food quite well, and you even know that today is the day I can cook for you."
Chen Hongxian said smugly, "Hmph, I have a very good memory! I remember that the Moon Worship Festival is in a few days, and the clan will give me a pound of spirit deer meat. Brother, can you make me braised deer meat then?"
Chen Hongxian looked at Chen Chunan with anticipation, and a little bit of saliva even spilled from the corner of her mouth.
Chen Chunan was quite helpless. Although he had not fully awakened his past life wisdom, he still remembered some things.
Perhaps it was the responsibility of taking care of his younger sister as the eldest brother that made Chen Chunan awaken various recipes and make small toys ahead of time.
In addition, Chen Chunan does have a real talent for cooking, and he managed to turn Chen Hongxian into a little glutton.
But Hongxian is only a nine-year-old child after all. What's wrong with him being a little gluttonous?
Chen Chunan readily obliged: "Okay, no problem, I'll make you braised venison later! By the way, it's still early to cook, how about I tell you a new story today?"
Zhou Hongxian's eyes lit up instantly. She always felt sleepy when she saw a book, but she loved listening to stories.
She begged her brother to tell her the stories, but he was always busy with his spiritual practice, and she had heard those stories countless times before.
It would be even better if there were new stories.
Chen Chunan couldn't help but smile as he looked at Hongxian's expectant expression.
Although he was only fourteen years old in this life, he was nearly thirty in his previous life, and he always felt like he was coaxing a daughter when he looked at nine-year-old Hongxian.
However, this world is a cultivation world, and I doubt Hongxian would be interested in telling me stories about mortals.
Chen Chunan's eyes flickered: Journey to the West!
In my past life, I spent countless summers watching Journey to the West, and I never tired of it.
After graduation, he made a living by creating short videos interpreting the original Journey to the West.
Don't be too familiar with Journey to the West yourself.
Chen Chunan coughed lightly, and Chen Hongxian immediately sat up straight like a primary school student.
Chen Chunan slowly began to recite in a melodious tone: "The first time, the spiritual root is conceived and the source flows out, and the mind and nature are cultivated and the Great Dao is born!"
"Brother, can spiritual roots be developed? Aren't they innate?"
Chen Chunan was taken aback for a moment: "Uh, the spiritual root here doesn't refer to the spiritual root used in cultivation, but rather to the innate void energy. Humans are born with innate void energy, so it manifests in the human body as the human being itself."
"is that so?"
"Of course, this is what Master Changchun said. Alright, brother, continue with your story:"
Chaos is not divided into chaos, and no one sees it.
Since Pangu broke the primordial chaos, the distinction between the pure and the impure has been established.
Covering the group of students and admiring benevolence, inventing everything to be good.
To understand the workings of creation, one must read Journey to the West.
What I'm going to tell you is the story of Journey to the West, also known as the Journey to the West.
Chen Hongxian was still young, and when she watched her older brother recite a profound and mysterious poem, she couldn't understand it but felt impressed.
But he still didn't quite understand what story his brother was telling.
Unable to resist, she asked, "Brother, what story is this telling?"
Chen Chunan knew that his occupational hazard from his previous life had resurfaced, so he naturally couldn't explain things to Chen Hongxian in the way of Taoist internal alchemy cultivation.
So he said, "This is a story about a master and his four disciples who went to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures and subdued demons along the way. The master is called Tang Sanzang, the eldest disciple is a monkey who sprang from a stone, the second disciple is a pig demon, and the third disciple is a celestial general who descended to earth. Even the white horse they ride is a real dragon in disguise."
Hearing such a novel story for the first time, Chen Hongxian couldn't help but widen her eyes and exclaim with delight, "Wow, this Tang Sanzang is amazing! He can ride a dragon! I want to hear this!"
Chen Chunan then began his story by recounting the birth of the Monkey King.
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"After Sun Wukong returned home from his apprenticeship, he saw that his monkey followers on Flower Fruit Mountain were beaten and bruised, crying out in pain. He was furious! Seeing Sun Wukong, the monkeys instantly found their leader and began to complain, saying that the Demon King of Chaos from the Dirty Cave of Beikanyuan had repeatedly come to bully them and wanted to seize the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain!"
Chen Hongxian was furious: "That devil is so wicked! He insists on taking over the Water Curtain Cave! Brother, brother, can Sun Wukong beat him?"
Looking at the red thread that had completely drawn him in, Chen Chunan thought to himself with satisfaction: Journey to the West truly lives up to its reputation as a classic story that appeals to all ages. Even children raised in the world of cultivation are not immune to its charm.
He then replied, "Brother will tell you soon that Sun Wukong went to fight the Demon King of Chaos, just be patient."
"Mmm." Chen Hongxian nodded her little head vigorously.
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