Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

10: Chapter 10 Inner Sect Mini-Lesson!The morning light had just broken through, and the mist had yet to disperse.

Gu Yan pushed open the wooden door of his quarters, and the crisp mountain air brushed against his face.

He did not shut himself away for bitter cultivation; after all, as a newly admitted Inner Sect Disciple, that would be too deliberate and easily arouse suspicion.

Those who cultivate the Dao emphasize the natural way, observing the world in the smallest of details.

Thus, he decided to first steadily walk around and familiarize himself with the layout of the Taiyi Dao Sect’s Inner Sect, which spanned several dozen miles.

The quarters where he resided had white walls and dark tiles, arranged scatteredly along the mountain’s terrain.

Although they were not individual courtyards, they were all single rooms.

He had neighbors on both sides, separated only by thin walls and bamboo fences.

The location was quite good, situated right in the mountain hollow embraced by the three peaks: Yunmiao, Qijian, and Danxia.

Looking up, one could see the layered green peaks, with flowing clouds wrapping around their waists.

Walking east for no more than half an hour, one would arrive at the Changqing Workshop, where Inner Sect Disciples often gathered.

Since he was new, Gu Yan decided to follow the most fundamental clue to familiarize himself: starting with food.

The Changqing Workshop covered a vast area with continuous buildings, among which a large hall with black eaves was particularly conspicuous; it was the Taiyi Dao Sect’s Inner Sect dining hall.

Before the hour of the Dragon had passed, the hall was already rising with smoke and fire, and the heat, carrying the complex aromas of cooking, frying, and sautéing, surged out.

Gu Yan stepped inside and saw many Inner Sect Disciples coming and going to collect their food, each one vigorous in blood and Qi, walking with a brisk, wind-like pace.

In this world, Martial Artists temper their bodies and polish their inner Qi, so dietary supplementation is of the utmost importance.

If one does not eat for a day, blood and Qi will be depleted, and inner Qi will be difficult to generate; this is an ironclad rule of this world.

He followed the flow of people and collected a standard meal.

A large bowl of rice, a plate of braised beast meat, and two vegetable dishes.

The meat was rich in blood and Qi, which was indeed nourishing for a Martial Artist.

Gu Yan nodded secretly; such food would require quite a few contribution points to exchange for in the Outer Sect, but in the Inner Sect, it was a daily standard.

He was now at the ninth level of Qi Refining and could already achieve initial fasting, capable of maintaining his vitality solely by absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

But... when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Besides, it was free food.

After finishing his breakfast, he did not rush to leave but strolled around the workshop.

Besides the dining hall, there were many other halls and pavilions on both sides of the bluestone road, hanging various plaques.

What caught his attention most were several rather quiet lecture halls.

From time to time, Disciples would hurry inside.

Gu Yan paused for a moment and happened to see a female Disciple dressed in a moon-white dress with a capable demeanor passing by, so he stepped forward and saluted to ask:

”Greetings, Senior Sister. I am a newly promoted Inner Sect Disciple. I see many lecture halls here and do not know the rules. I hope Senior Sister can enlighten me.”

Seeing his respectful attitude, the Senior Sister stopped and replied readily:

”Are you new, Junior Brother? No wonder you do not know. These are daily small classes opened by the Elders of each lineage for the Inner Sect Disciples.”

Through her explanation, Gu Yan finally understood that the Sect did not completely leave the Inner Sect Disciples to their own devices.

In addition to the major classes taught uniformly by Elders at the Preaching Pavilion every seven days.

There were also small classes held daily in this Changqing Workshop by Elders of various lineages in rotation.

As long as one was an Inner Sect Disciple, one could attend the lectures at will.

Gu Yan realized in his heart. He felt this was reasonable.

If there were no teachers to guide them, there would be no difference between entering the Inner Sect and the Outer Sect; both would be like groping in the dark. In that case, this Sect’s Legacy would likely not last long.

The Senior Sister pointed to the plaques of different lecture halls and explained further, ”Look, the lecture halls mainly belong to three major lineages.

Taiyi Hall belongs to the Xuanji lineage, focusing on Talisman and formation Dao, as well as esoteric arts and calculations.

Cangfeng Hall belongs to the Hidden Sword lineage, specializing in sword principles, blade techniques, and the art of killing.

Baicao Hall belongs to the Baicao lineage, inheriting the principles of alchemy, medicine, and the creation of poisons.

The lineage that gives lectures each day is not fixed; it depends entirely on which Elder is free.”

Gu Yan thanked the Senior Sister, already having a plan in mind.

For Talisman and formation Dao, learning some theory to understand their operating principles and flaws is enough; there is no need for deep research.

The same goes for the offensive techniques of the Hidden Sword lineage.

With a casual release of his most basic spiritual power, its purity and might would likely be incomparable to the Sword Qi or blade energy that Martial Artists of this world cultivate so bitterly.

One force can overcome ten techniques; in the face of an absolute difference in power levels, technique holds little significance.

Only the alchemy Dao of the Baicao lineage sparked his deep interest.

The study of Medicinal Pills involves the properties of herbs, metals, and stones, the principles of monarch, minister, assistant, and envoy, and the changes in intensity of the fire.

More importantly, it acts directly on the Origin of life.

Whether it is the blood, Qi, muscles, and bones of a Martial Artist, or the Meridians, Dantian, and even the soul of an immortal cultivator like himself, all could potentially benefit from it.

Delving into this path can be considered the most cost-effective choice.

Not only can it help him better understand himself, but in the future, he might also be able to refine suitable Medicinal Pills for himself, which would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

Having made up his mind, he walked to the outside of Baicao Hall to check the wooden sign hanging beside the door.

The handwriting on it was neat:

【Baicao Lineage · Daily Lecture

Lecturer: Not fixed

Time: Daily from the start of the Si hour to the beginning of the Wu hour (PS: around 9:00 AM to 11:00 AM)

Rules: The lecture begins as soon as the Elder enters the hall; no entry is allowed after the door is closed. Be careful not to be late.】