"...awesome." Li Qianxia gave a thumbs up.
Under Yang Qinglan's gaze, she quickly corrected herself, "Impressive!"
"Qian Xia, will you come with me to help cover me?" Turquoise Pool asked.
"Sure, I'll drive!" Li Qianxia just got a car and was eager to try it.
"Take me out," Turquoise Pool said to Li Changzhou.
"Be careful," Li Changzhou instructed, "Though secondary Immortals are not as powerful as you, they still have some tricks, along with skills and tools. Don't capsize in the gutter, fail to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and lose the prestige of Miss Turquoise Pool."
"Understood~" Turquoise Pool patted Li Changzhou's head—he was now shorter.
While waving open the Turquoise Pool, and throwing her and Li Qianxia out, Li Changzhou asked Yang Qinglan, "Are you coming with me?"
Yang Qinglan thought for a moment, "Not this time, I still need to get familiar with my new skill. I'm also making some progress with my faith. You be careful, call me if there's danger."
Li Changzhou wanted to pinch her hand to comfort her, but instead—
Yang Qinglan laughed and pinched his cheek, "So cute."
Li Changzhou ran his hand over her beautiful leg.
"Little pervert~" Yang Qinglan knocked on his head and gave him the remainder of her Elixir Pills.
Li Changzhou teleported out.
The Changzhou, replenishing its energy at the Hydrogen Star, deep in the cosmos, would have required almost half a day for a round trip using the previous "Teleportation."
Now, Li Changzhou crashed through space and appeared outside the atmosphere of this Hydrogen Star the next second.
Not rushing to enter, his physical realm was still intact, but he was unsure if he could withstand the high temperatures without mana.
Glancing left and right, he set his sights on a meteorite.
If he could devour anything, he would start with the meteorite.
Li Changzhou moved forward slightly, his body suddenly turning into dense fog, just a tiny clump thick as ink, slowly enveloping this small meteorite.
Despite the slow speed, it was capable of devouring.
"Bodhisattva, since there's nothing else to do, you might as well transfer the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique to me now," he said.
"That's fine," Guanyin nodded, "Although you've lost your physical body, you should not waste time. It's good to contemplate and prepare for formal cultivation."
"That's what I was thinking."
"The Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique is actually seventy-two techniques for training the physical body. Yang Jian mastered thirty-six of them, and his physical strength was comparable to Buddha's Six-foot Golden Body. I'll transfer the first one to you, the 'Hunger Method.'
"This technique is very simple. At a human realm, through visualization and posture, you trick your body into immense hunger, making it think there's a deficit of Qi-Blood. Coupled with top-quality herbs and the essence of heaven and earth, completing this once can give a human the strength of a thousand pounds," Guanyin said in her fantastic, melodious voice.
It didn't matter that she was speaking about Divine Skills; even listening to her casual conversation could intoxicate someone, making one wish to hear her voice at any moment.
Just like magic and science share similarities in some aspects, Bodhisattvas and Ancient Gods have similar ways of captivating people, of course, the essence remains different.
After completely devouring the meteorite, and with the earlier consumed Elixir Pills, Li Changzhou's Black Fog Visualization technique advanced to the first level.
He didn't rush to continue devouring but posed as Guanyin had described for the "Hunger Method."
The posture was contrary to human nature, easy for Li Changzhou, but he didn't feel hungry.
"Did I practice it wrong?"
"No, your physical body is too strong, and you can't fool yourself. The 'Hunger Method' is just the initial technique to strengthen Qi-Blood. Continue devouring, and I'll transfer the second technique to you."
"Hold on a moment."
"What, your 'Divine Soul of Buzhou Mountain' is accomplished?" Guanyin asked curiously.
She was absolutely doing it on purpose!
Guanyin was indeed holding a grudge!
"...Once again, I apologize; I was wrong, please forgive me."
Guanyin smiled slightly.
Li Changzhou took out the Wisdom Pearl, holding it in his hand, and entered "Concentration"—since he could trick his physical body into believing in hunger, could the visualization technique do the same?
He could imagine it, and so could the ancient immortals. However, those people didn't have "Wisdom Pearls" or a vast amount of Daoist Scripture from the "Fragrant Leaf Crown" as a foundation, and their talents might not be as high as Li Changzhou's.
Seeing what he was doing, Guanyin did not stop him; if Li Changzhou could truly realize something with the help of the Wisdom Pearl, this little time was not wasted since sharpening the axe would not interfere with chopping wood.
She quietly watched this younger person.
Three hours later, Li Changzhou melted into a black fog, and darkness once again covered a piece of the meteorite.
Unlike before, many snake heads made of condensed fog emerged from the darkness, gnawing at the meteorite, and with each bite, a small piece of the meteorite would vanish into thin air.
Although it was just a small piece for the meteorite, compared to before, the speed at which the black fog devoured had become visibly faster.
"Barely satisfactory," Li Changzhou assessed himself.
"Now I'll transfer to you the second technique, 'Cleansing the Five Organs,'" Guanyin said, "It uses the plentiful Qi-Blood to cleanse the five organs until they emit a faint glow. Remember, from here on, you must no longer consume grains."
This technique was also very simple; Li Changzhou didn't need time to grasp it. After listening, he reviewed it in his mind once and memorized it.
There was still a large portion of the meteorite left; he asked, "Why jump straight to the organs? Shouldn't it be limbs or skin first?"
"Who taught you that?"
"...from novels." Li Changzhou threw the various novels he had read into Guanyin's mind.
"Humans have their own limitations," Guanyin really knows how to adapt to the times, she could even say something like this now, "Fists, skin, limbs indeed are easier to train than the organs, but these 'tools' require powerful 'driving force' to support them. Without enough 'power,' even strong 'tools' are rootless trees, sourceless water."