Chapter 2: Turtle Breath Hidden Qi Art

Happily taking the "Turtle Breath Concealment Art" and leaving, Wang Nannan suddenly realized something.

"Why would the family put this kind of technique in the most obvious place?" Wang Nannan couldn't understand. This kind of technique didn't have much power, so it wasn't suitable for the family to practice as a group.

The family's other techniques were more or less damaged, mainly because the clansmen often borrowed them.

Looking at the "Turtle Breath Concealment Art", it was like a new technique. It was obvious that no one had borrowed it. Now that he had taken it, he would have to return it someday.

However, what Wang Nannan didn't know was that just after he left the Scripture Pavilion, the elder of the Scripture Pavilion put another brand new "Turtle Breath Concealment Art" back in its original place.

As far as Wang Nannan was concerned, since he couldn't understand it, he wouldn't think about it.

Returning to his own cave dwelling, he found that his parents were both out. As adult cultivators of the Wang family, they both had jobs in the family, so they left early and returned late.

Closing the door, he sat on the futon, browsing through the "Turtle Breath Concealment Art", and began to practice it over and over again.

"Technique: Turtle Breath Concealment Art (Entry Level 0%)+"

Wang Nannan stretched out his small, tender hand and kept clicking on the "+", and his aura was rapidly decreasing.

"Name: Wang Nannan

Age: 12/53

Realm: Qi Refining First Layer+

Technique: Five Elements Scripture (Entry Level 90%)+

Turtle Breath Concealment Art (Mastery)"

It took a full thirty years of lifespan for Wang Nannan to cultivate the "Turtle Breath Concealment Art" to perfection. Although it cost a lot of lifespan, it seems that lifespan is the least precious thing at the moment. Anyway, as long as the family exists for one day, he can increase his lifespan by one year, and 30 years of lifespan is only a month! If it doesn't work, he can find some techniques or pills to increase his lifespan.

Moreover, according to this increase in proficiency, Wang Nannan found that the increase in proficiency would decrease with the improvement of his realm.

Taking the "Turtle Breath Concealment Art" as an example, in the entry stage, one year of lifespan can increase proficiency by 10%, but in the proficient stage, one year of lifespan can only increase proficiency by 5%, which is directly cut in half.

However, the perfect "Turtle Breath Concealment Art" can not only prevent cultivators who are one major realm higher than himself from seeing through his depth, but also make the people around him actively ignore him, which is great.

"In the family, as long as I don't wander around in front of the patriarch's great-grandfather, I can use the golden finger unscrupulously," Wang Nannan thought. On the surface, only his grandfather, the patriarch, is a Foundation Establishment great cultivator in the family, as for secretly... Wang Nannan is not clear.

Now that his own affairs are temporarily resolved, Wang Nannan began to consider the affairs of the family. In order for him to live forever, the family must develop and grow stronger.

If the family is good, he will be better.

His golden finger cannot directly help others, so he can only improve his realm quickly and protect the family in secret.

Secondly, he can choose to cultivate some immortal cultivation skills and try to earn some cultivation resources for the family.

Just as Wang Nannan was thinking about these things, a childish female voice came from outside the cave dwelling, "Brother, come out quickly, let's go catch spirit fish!"

Wang Nannan slapped his forehead, almost forgetting the important thing. Several children of similar age to him in the family had agreed yesterday to go to the foot of Changshan Mountain to catch spirit fish today. That place also belonged to the Wang family's territory, and there were some spirit paddy fields nearby.

In order to make full use of the land, in these spirit paddy fields, in addition to planting spirit rice, some palm-sized spirit loaches are also raised.

The spirit loaches have no combat power and taste good, so naturally they are targeted by this group of little brats. The captured spirit loaches are washed clean and strung together, and they are delicious when grilled!

Because the few children don't catch many spirit loaches each time, the family has always turned a blind eye.

Walking out of the cave dwelling, Wang Nannan saw the girl who called him. The girl was chubby and very cute, and her small braids were swaying. She was his own aunt's daughter, Wang Nanyao, the same age as him, and also a five-spiritual root cultivator. It was said that his aunt had found a lot of spiritual herbs to soak in the bath to help her break through to the second level of Qi Refining.

But it's strange to say that in Wang Nannan's memory, the new cultivators born in the Wang family in recent years are almost all four-spiritual root and five-spiritual root, and there are very few three-spiritual root.

"Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you!" Wang Nanyao urged, taking Wang Nannan all the way to trot and join the crowd.

Wang Nannan looked at the seven or eight people who had been waiting in front of him. They were all Wang family peers, about the same age, and each one was very naughty.

"Everyone is here, let's go and return quickly, otherwise if we are caught by the adults, our butts will suffer again," Wang Nanjuan, who had bright eyes and white teeth, reminded. She was not from the patriarch's lineage, but from the bloodline of the patriarch's younger sister.

The Wang family, as a family of immortal cultivators, divides generations by fifty years. The clansmen with spiritual roots born within fifty years are a generation, which is why these little brats all have "Nan" as their generation name.

Hearing Wang Nanjuan's words, everyone ran towards the foot of the mountain, galloping on the bluestone road, and soon saw a large spirit paddy field at the foot of the mountain.

The fragrant smell of mud mixed with the spirit rice hit their faces, making everyone extremely excited.

"Charge! Everyone should catch at least ten spirit loaches today," Wang Nanjuan shouted again, obviously becoming the big sister.

Everyone jumped into the spirit paddy field, but easily avoided the growing spirit rice, plunged into the mud, and kept touching the traces of the spirit loaches.

The silt in the spirit paddy field is very soft. When you pinch it, the mud runs out of your fingers, slippery and fun. If there are spirit loaches hiding in it, the spirit loaches will also escape along the silt, so catching spirit loaches is still a technical job.

However, everyone has caught them more than once, and they have rich experience.

"Hahaha! I caught the first one," a half-grown boy laughed, it was Wang Nanjing, one of Wang Nannan's cousins, with the second level of Qi Refining cultivation.

Everyone was a little envious and also seized the time.

Wang Nannan followed the edge of the spirit field, constantly exploring the traces of the spirit loaches, which was also one of the experiences he had summarized himself.

In the competition among everyone, spirit loaches were thrown into the bamboo cage one by one, and soon it was full.

"Enough, enough!" Wang Nanjing reminded, you can't catch too much at a time, otherwise you will be beaten by the adults.

Before, they had caught seven or eight bamboo cages at one time, and as a result, they were caught and beaten by the elders of the spirit planters in the family, and most of the spirit loaches in the bamboo cages were poured back into the spirit paddy field.

Hearing the movement, everyone gathered around, looking at a bamboo cage of spirit loaches, they all laughed, carrying the bamboo cage, and planning to go to the "secret base" to start a fire.

Just as everyone was about to leave, two cultivators came flying on swords.

Everyone knew one of the cultivators, it was their Wang family patriarch Wang Ming'ai. At this time, the patriarch was extremely polite to another female cultivator in a green shirt and white robe.

The two hovered in front of everyone, looking down from above. The patriarch waved his hand, and his cousin Wang Nanyao flew up into the air and came to the patriarch and the two, and then flew towards the family.

Everyone looked at each other a little puzzled, and they all stood still.

"Nanjing, you go to the elders at home to find out the news, we will wait for you at the old place," Wang Nanjuan said, turning her head.

"Yes, ma'am!" Wang Nanjing left quickly, and everyone slowly came to the old place.

The so-called old place is actually an abandoned cave dwelling in the family, located on the edge of the family land. Usually, few people come here, and later they found it and it became the children's secret base.