Fishing the Myriad Heavens

Although he couldn"t say that he had completely understood all the wisdom contained in those books, he at least had a thorough general understanding of it.

Furthermore, he had the vast experiences of countless pract.i.tioners of Minor Illumination Breathing Technique in his mind. The Taiji diagram on the ground became the trigger which inspired him.

Bei Feng had entered an incredibly mystical state of mind. Using Daoist terminology, this was called being one with the heavens. In the terms of the Myriad Worlds, this was the state of insight!

As though it was the most basic instinct of the body, Bei Feng turned in a natural way and faced the east as he took in a deep breath!

A purple ray as thick as an adult"s arm broke out of the clouds and shot into Bei Feng"s nostrils!

The dense purple Qi flooded into Bei Feng and dyed his entire body purple, causing him to look like an immortal arriving on earth!

Countless wisps of purplish Qi emanated from Bei Feng"s skin as his pores opened, and were sucked back in again as the pores closed.

As soon as he absorbed the purplish Qi, Bei Feng awoke from the state of insight. A bountiful understanding flashed through his head. After this chance occurrence, his mastery of Minor Illumination Breathing Technique had broken through to the peak of grand completion! One more step and he would reach the grand circle of perfection!

An uncontrollable itch and ache suddenly emanated from his bones. Bei Feng forcefully endured the sensation as he wrapped his perception around his entire body and carefully observed all the changes in his body.

The purplish ray seemed to have turned into mist as it attached itself to Bei Feng"s skeleton as soon as it entered his body. Then, it slowly but steadily seeped into his bones.

"The feeling this time was much more intense, and the speed at which the purplish ray was absorbed into my bones had also slowed by many times. Does this mean that my bones are almost fully filled with the purplish ray?"

Bei Feng muttered with uncertainty. From what he could see, the purplish ray probably had the effect of strengthening bones. The only thing he wasn"t sure of was how long the process took.

Bei Feng"s body no longer excreted any smelly substances after his cultivation. Instead, it gave off a light and fresh fragrance. This was a sign that he had reached minor completion in body cultivation!

When the body grows stronger, the impurities from the body will be slowly purged from it. With this, one can advance from Houtian to Xiantian!

The phrase "Xiantian is pure" refers to an infant in the mother"s womb. The unborn child"s body does not contain any impurities.

After birth, when a person begins to take in the impure air and partake of the five cereals, large amounts of impurities will gradually build up in their bodies!

Bei Feng"s body was heading towards the Xiantian realm. Without any impurities in his body, it would naturally emit a clean and fresh smell.

Although his strength had not really increased, Bei Feng felt like his control over his body had increased a notch!

With a light mood, he returned to the villa and began making breakfast.

The Dark Jade Snowy Dragon King meat was cut into thin slices. Bei Feng paired the meat with some onion and shredded ginger, smeared some lard and soy sauce on it, and put the dish into a high pressure cooker.

Five minutes later, when he opened the lid of the cooker, a burst of fragrance was released and quickly spread through the kitchen. Although the plate was scalding hot, Bei Feng sti

ll reached in quickly with his hands and removed it from the cooker.

The ginger had been melted by the high temperature and was now wrapped around the piece of fish like a blanket.

A milky-white soup glimmering with a layer of oil also had formed at the bottom of the plate.

Bei Feng readied the silverware and called the little fox for the meal.

After tasting one piece of his steamed fish, Bei Feng immediately realized how wide the gap was between his culinary skills and the old man from Mountain Delicacies Pavilion"s skills. Fortunately, the Dark Jade Snowy Dragon King was originally incomparably tasty. Thus, this bit of blemish could still be overlooked.

"The meat is good, but I"m just lacking the rice to go with it."

Bei Feng mumbled to himself as he lay back on the chair after eating to his fill.

Ordinary rice no longer had any use as far as Bei Feng was concerned. Not mentioning that it tasted like dry sawdust to him now, it also contained large amounts of impurities. In that case, he might as well not eat.

"Meep!"

The little fox heard Bei Feng talking to himself and shook its head. In a flash, it climbed onto the table and strutted over. Then, it began to gesture patiently with its paws.

"Hm? Little fellow, you mean that the White River Rice can be cooked like regular rice and eaten?"

Seeing the actions of the little fox, he c.o.c.ked his head and asked with uncertainty.

"Meep, meep!"

The little fox beamed happily and nodded its small head proudly.

Bei Feng was slightly taken aback. The White River Rice could actually be eaten like normal rice? He always a.s.sumed that the White River Rice was just a fruit similar to a pomegranate.

With a thought, a whole White River Rice fruit appeared in his hand.

With a light pull, the outer sh.e.l.l was peeled off to reveal countless grain pulps. Bei Feng pulled the electric rice cooker over and after removing the core of the fruit, he poured all of the grains into the cooker.

After adding enough water to cook regular rice, he turned on the cooker and left it to do its work.

Then, he continued lying in the sun contentedly. Twenty minutes later, the little fox suddenly bounded over and jumped onto his belly, meeping excitedly.

"Oh, the rice is done cooking?" The lethargy in Bei Feng disappeared in an instant as he jumped off the recliner and vanished into the kitchen.

A bright, refres.h.i.+ng aroma lingered in the kitchen and Bei Feng"s eyes lit up as he turned off the cooker and opened the lid.

The moment he opened the lid, a plume of white steam gushed out in greeting.

The White River Rice had all been cooked, and each grain appeared slightly swollen. Their color was slightly yellow, like aged rice which had been stored for too long.

But unlike aged grain, the White River Rice looked exceptionally plump and was constantly emitting a light fragrance.

Every grain was not small at all. A pot of cooked White River Rice could fill up 6-7 small bowls!

Bei Feng scooped up a bowl of rice and picked up a mouthful with his chopsticks.

"En? How soft and glutinous!"

Bei Feng"s eyes lit up with delight. The White River Rice tasted like glutinous rice when cooked, but it was not as hard as glutinous rice.

The grains which were originally stuck together broke apart into single grains as soon as they entered his mouth. Each grain was like a smooth pearl which rolled about lightly in his mouth.

His tongue chased after every grain with pleasure and as he bit down on one, the grain would give off a light popping sound as the water retained within the grain gushed out.

Bei Feng chewed a few times with his eyes closed. The White River Rice left no trace of impurities on his tongue at all, which was unlike the cotton fiber-ish feeling left behind with regular rice.

Without him noticing, the entire pot of White River Rice was cleaned up by Bei Feng. If he had not set aside a portion for the little fox at the beginning, the poor fellow would not have managed to get a single grain at all!

Despite having a portion left aside for it, the little fox still looked at Bei Feng with caution, as if it was afraid that Bei Feng would s.n.a.t.c.h the food from its bowl.

Seeing the little fox positioning its body to block his chopsticks and the guarded look in its eyes, Bei Feng didn"t know if he should laugh or cry. His entire body felt extremely warm and cozy. The large amount of energy in the White River Rice was quickly digested by his body.

"Not bad, although it cannot be compared to the Dark Jade Snowy Dragon King, the energy in this fruit is also quite abundant. If I were to eat the White River Rice alone without anything else, I"ll probably be completely sated after eating four-five fruits?"

Bei Feng calculated briefly and couldn"t help but shake his head helplessly with a wry grin. The entire White River Rice tree had only yielded those few fruits. If he wanted to depend on it for all his meals, there was no way it was going to be enough.

He could only be more frugal for now. Eat more meat and less rice.

Perhaps when the new batch of White River Rice was reaped, he could eat freely.

After cleaning all the plates and utensils, Bei Feng carried a scroll of old texts and returned to the garden where he leaned back on his recliner and read quietly.