Li Qingyuan understood.
He was the world, he was the Great Dao, and primordial chaos Qi was the "seed" of the Great Dao itself.
"Primordial chaos Qi exists because of me, but it doesn't exist microscopically somewhere within my body. It exists macroscopically within me as a whole, nurtured by my entire being."
Li Qingyuan looked thoughtful. "I need to sense it, search for it, and nurture it on a macroscopic level."
"Searching for it in some microscopic detail of myself is the wrong approach."
With the direction of his search for Qi clear, the next step was to put it into practice.
"Whew..."
Li Qingyuan drew a deep breath, closed his eyes, and entered meditation.
"Relax... relax..."
His primordial spirit relaxed.
His Heavenly Immortal Early Stage primordial spirit usually held its radiance within, its majestic form solemn. Now, however, it gradually faded into nothingness, like morning mist dispersing, like ripples settling.
Forgetting both himself and the world, he entered a transcendent state, blending with all things between heaven and earth.
His flesh relaxed.
His True Immortal Peak Stage flesh could shatter mountains with a punch and crush rivers beneath a single step. Now, under Li Qingyuan's adjustments, it relaxed like willow fluff drifting on the wind.
Like leisurely white clouds, like a soundly sleeping infant, it shed its embellishments and returned to its original simplicity.
The two true spirit miniatures seemed to break free of his flesh, free of the shackles of his True Immortal cultivation.
They became lively, nimble, and brimming with spirituality, leaping straight out of the shackles of flesh and law power to dance freely within his sea of consciousness.
"The world, the Great Dao, the seed, primordial fetal breath, primordial chaos Qi..."
Li Qingyuan sank deep into meditation.
In an instant, the true spirit miniatures