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Qingyun Back Cliff.

As a gentle breeze swept past, rays of light suddenly appeared in Ye Ping's mind.

They shone as brilliantly as stars, twinkling and sparkling.

The lights resembled stars and were connected together—thirty-six in total—forming a pattern.

These were immortal acupoints.

In an instant, Ye Ping understood that he had found the immortal treasury acupoints within his body.

Without much thought, Ye Ping began guiding spiritual energy into his body.

But very quickly, something terrible happened.

Ye Ping suddenly realized that he seemed not to know how to guide spiritual energy into his body.

That was rather bad.

He had found the immortal treasury acupoints, yet he did not know how to guide spiritual energy into his body. It truly made his head ache.

"Let me think."

Ye Ping pondered inwardly.

He did not know how to guide spiritual energy into his body, but he did know a little about reasoning things out.

"The first realm of cultivators is called the Qi Refining Realm. Therefore, the Qi Refining Realm must involve absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, refining away its impurities, taking its essence, and nourishing one's spiritual veins. That is why it is called the Qi Refining Realm."

"But how does one absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

A new question arose.

Ye Ping frowned tightly.

Time passed bit by bit.

He kept pondering this seemingly simple yet incomparably complex question.

"No, no. Right now, I should put myself in the shoes of the very first cultivator. How did the first person in heaven and earth who understood Qi refinement do it? I need to become him in my thinking. Only then can I reach an answer."

Ye Ping thought to himself, then continued racking his brains.

However, if the world knew what Ye Ping was doing now, even immortals would likely be shocked.

Although Ye Ping was merely considering the simplest of questions, this question was terrifyingly profound.

The Qi Refining Realm was ordinary, and Qi Induction into Body was exceedingly simple for many people, but all cultivators were walking paths paved by others.

It was like mathematics. Even a three-year-old child knew that one plus one equaled two, because textbooks stated that one plus one equaled two.

Yet what Ye Ping was doing was considering why one plus one equaled two.

Cultivators throughout the world knew how to guide Qi into their bodies because cultivation manuals stated it and someone had taught them, so naturally they understood.

But if no one taught them, or if cultivation manuals did not explain how to guide Qi into the body, then even peerless geniuses might not be able to set foot upon the path of cultivation.

What Ye Ping was doing was equivalent to carving out a path for himself.

If he succeeded, then Ye Ping's path of cultivation would make him the first person throughout all ages, because this was a road he had walked out himself. Whether he succeeded or failed, as long as he truly achieved Qi Induction into Body, he would be unlike anyone else.

However, comprehending a method of Qi refinement through sudden enlightenment was extraordinarily difficult. Even a reincarnated immortal might not necessarily comprehend it.

On the Back Cliff.

Ye Ping remained immersed in deep thought.

Time passed bit by bit.

Like a white colt flashing through a crack, more than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

A full nineteen days.

Yet Ye Ping still had not comprehended how to guide Qi into his body.

This made Ye Ping feel miserable.

He became increasingly convinced that his aptitude was poor.

It had been nearly twenty days, and he could not even manage Qi Induction into Body. He truly was useless.

Still, complaints aside, Ye Ping remained extremely diligent.

After all, if he did not give it a try, how would he know just how useless he was?

During this time, Brother Luochen had also come to see him. Ye Ping had repeatedly wanted to ask how to guide Qi into his body, but in the end, he never did.

He simply could not bring himself to ask, fearing that he would leave a bad impression in Brother Luochen's heart.

Late at night.

Ye Ping opened his eyes.

He still had not attained enlightenment.

Standing alone upon the cliff, he quietly gazed at the vault of heaven.

The stars glittered brilliantly, competing with the bright moon for splendor.

The heavens were black as ink, as though He Ye Mi Tian had swallowed the sky.

Upon the cliff, Ye Ping felt the cool breeze brush against his face, yet his heart was filled with helplessness and irritation.

But Ye Ping knew that the more irritated he became, the more he needed to calm down. Otherwise, it would only become harder to think the matter through.

"Forget it. I'll paint something. Perhaps I'll gain some insight."

The thought suddenly arose in Ye Ping's mind.

He wanted to paint something to ease his boredom.

With that in mind, Ye Ping rose and left to fetch the Four Treasures of the Study.

When Ye Ping returned with the Four Treasures of the Study, a figure appeared upon the cliff.

It was his second senior brother, Xu Luochen.

"Brother Luochen, why have you come?"

Carrying the Four Treasures of the Study, Ye Ping looked at Xu Luochen curiously.

"Junior Brother Ye, I came to chat with you. Recently, I noticed that you have seemed rather worried. Have you encountered some trouble?"

Xu Luochen walked over with a gentle smile.

From time to time, he had come to check on Ye Ping, only to discover that Ye Ping had been looking troubled lately. He instinctively assumed that Ye Ping was still hung up over Poison-Free Alchemy.

Thus, feeling somewhat guilty, he had come to ease Ye Ping's mood.

If Ye Ping developed an obsession because of this, the entire sect would certainly not let him off.

"Oh, there is a little trouble, but it is merely something on my mind. It is nothing serious."

Ye Ping had originally wanted to ask Xu Luochen directly, but in the end, all the words in his heart remained unspoken.

"Something on your mind? Junior Brother Ye, do not be too impatient in all things. The path of cultivation is long and endless. You must relax."

Xu Luochen comforted him slowly. Then, seeing the Four Treasures of the Study in Ye Ping's hands, he could not help asking curiously, "Are you planning to paint?"

Xu Luochen was rather curious. He truly had not known that his little junior brother understood the Art of Painting and Calligraphy.

"Yes. I feel somewhat stifled, so I want to paint to ease my mood."

Ye Ping answered honestly.

"Very good. The night scenery is so beautiful indeed. It is fitting to paint it."

Xu Luochen smiled and nodded.

But after a moment, Xu Luochen spoke again. "Junior Brother Ye, can you paint portraits?"

Xu Luochen asked this.

"Yes. Some days ago, I even painted one for Eldest Senior Brother."

Ye Ping nodded.

"You painted one for Eldest Senior Brother?" Xu Luochen frowned slightly. He had never seen Su Changyu possess any painting, but it was a trivial matter, and Xu Luochen did not dwell on it. Instead, his smile broadened.

"Junior Brother Ye, would you mind painting one for your senior brother?"

Xu Luochen asked with a light laugh.

"Of course. Senior Brother, would you like a side profile or a front-facing portrait?"

Ye Ping asked.

Painting anyone was the same to him. He had only wanted to use painting to ease his mood.

"Of course it should be front-facing. Come, paint my face directly. But Junior Brother Ye, remember to make it handsome. It should have artistic conception. You can even exaggerate it a little—your senior brother can handle it."

The moment he heard that Ye Ping could paint him, Xu Luochen became energized and specifically requested a frontal portrait.

"Alright."

Ye Ping said no more. He spread the xuan paper on the ground, pressed it down with a paperweight ruler, and then began grinding ink.

Half an hour later, Ye Ping began to paint.

A full hour passed.

At last, the painting was finished.

"Brother Luochen, it's done."

Ye Ping called out.

In an instant, Xu Luochen twisted his neck, then walked over with delight written all over his face and looked at the painting.

Within the painting, the night was black as ink and the stars shone brilliantly. It possessed an indescribable artistic conception and was exceedingly beautiful.

Especially himself in the painting—though it had not fully captured all of his handsomeness, it was still not bad.

"Good, very good, extremely good! Little Junior Brother, you truly have a knack for the Art of Painting and Calligraphy. Not bad, not bad."

Xu Luochen praised him in satisfaction.

"It's passable, passable. Brother Luochen, would you like to inscribe a poem upon it?"

Ye Ping asked.

He thought that adding a poem would better suit the night scene.

"No need, no need. This painting is enough. It is enough."

Xu Luochen had no desire to inscribe a poem. What would be the point of that? The important thing was to showcase his image.

Would adding a poem not make it rather unsightly?

"Mm."

Ye Ping rolled up the painting without even stamping his seal on it. He could tell that Brother Luochen possessed a lofty state of mind and preferred simplicity, disliking all those flashy, gaudy things.

What a truly lofty realm.

Very soon, Xu Luochen took the painting away. After comforting Ye Ping a little more, he left alone.

As he walked along the path, Xu Luochen could not resist opening the painting again beneath the moonlight to admire his own handsomeness.

"When Master and Eldest Senior Brother return, I'll let them see it too. I wonder whether they understand painting, but they will definitely praise my handsomeness, hehehehe."

"No, no. A poem should have been inscribed on it. But it's fine—I'll write one on it myself after I get back."

At night.

Xu Luochen's self-talking laughter gradually faded away.

At the same time.

Within the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.

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