7 Levels Of Cultivation

When his family finised eating dinner, they were very satisfied. They praised Fyro with his good cooking. Flames colleted the plates and eating utensils and started to wash it but he was stopped by Fyro. He told him to leave the cleaning to him. Flames was shocked, even Fuego and his father who secretly observing them could not belive by the sudden change in Fyro's attitude.

"Hmmn what have you ate this day that you became so diligent?" Flame asked him in surprise.

"Nothing I just wanted to help. Could I not show my love to my kuya by helping him wash the dishes?" Fyro smiled and invented a joke that made his brother frowned. Ofcourse! he couldn't tell him that he wanted to use the cleaning spell again.

"Can you tell me straight to the point. Do you need something?" Flame became serious. He knew that his brother needed help in return for his diligences.

"Yes."

"Then what it is?"

"All I wanted was just a hug from my kuya. That's all." Fyro answered and smiled.

#note1: kuya means elder brother.

#note2: kuya can also be used to address elderly male.

"Ahahahahah!" Their father couldn't hold back his laughters anymore, he saw flame blused and was startled because of Fyro's action. He could not believe that flame would fell from Fyro's tripping.

"Hey kuya! Fyro was just joking. Don't take it seriously." Fuego was also smiling when he said this things. Then Flame soon retreated while raising bot his arms upward showing sign of dedeat.

"Ok, you got me this time. Since you wanted to do all the household chores. I'll leave it to you. It's all yours." Then he returned to the small sala and sat beside Heatra who currently watching TV.

"Hmn, it's seems so hard to ask for a single hug from my beloved kuya. That's so sad." Then Fyro made a sad face. Fuego saw this and laughed.

"Don't worry Fyro, he will hug you next year." Fuego said mockingly. Their Fafher nodded and both of them returned to the small sala to watch TV.

Fyro just snorted and pretended to wash the dishes but they didn't know that he used the cleaning spell and he's just barely touching it.

When Fyro was assured that all the eating utensils had been washed. He sneakly went out of the house and climed on the trunk of their big mango tree. His goal wss to cultivate for an hour or two. He wanted to know how much energy he can gather in his dantian for approximately two hours.

#note:3 "Dantian" a portion located near the heart where the energy gathered was stored. It was came from a chinese words in wuxia novels for cultivators.

He sat down on the big trunk and he crossed his legs. Then he put his hands in his lap. He closed his eyes and opened his pores to absorb the nature energy in the sorroundings. He controll his breathing technique. Opening a pores was very hard for mortals. They Usually made their body heat up by jogging and doing something continuesly etc . But soon all of their energy will be spent away and that will made them hard to breath. But for Fyro it was just like moving an eyelid.

Because of his wisdom as a God all things in the worlds was not a secret to him. He knew everything that human eyes can't comprehend. Ofcourse nobody knew that he was excellent in everything. With just one look he could instantly knew all the devinity of the things he's looking at.

While he was cultivating he recalled all the levels of cultivation from the beginning to the last.

The first 1 to 3 levels were the foundation stage. The body of stone, body of iron and body of bronze, these are the foundation levels and when the foundation was solid you can proceed to cultivate to intermediate level. The 4 to 6 levels were the body of silver, body of gold and body of diamond. When you reach these levels you can ascend to the middle realm. Fyro knew that the middle realm was here in this world, it was seperated by the veil of separation. The veil of seperation was made by God to avoid contact to humanity exaggerations.

The 7 to 9 levels were higher levels of cultivations. The body of spirit, the body of immortal and the body of Gods. Fyro aimed to reach the 9th level of cultivation. The body of Gods. Once you reach the 9th level of cultivation you can quickly travel to another planet. Ofcorse Fyro knew this because he was once a God and was the strongest God in his existence. Fyro made a smile in his lips as he remebered this. After two hours of cultivation he felt that he absorbed large amount of energy in his dantian. He knew that he could reach the first level of cultivation soon.

He opened his eyes and stood in the trunk, he wanted to jump the ten meter height. But before he could jump, he noticed that there was a small creature hiding in the murky leaves of the big mango tree. He looked at it but couldn't comprehend what it was. So he just ignored it and jumped the ten meter hieght. He landed safely on the ground but he still felt that the mysterious little creature was still looking at him.

'Hmmn such a tiny and weak creature, just wait when I reach the intermediate level. You can never hide from my sensory power soon.' He thought while walking to their house. And while walking back he practiced singing the song Kira played to him once.

Pedro heard something outside their house. A beautiful male voice that sounded like angel singing outside their house.

"Flame can you turn down the TV.'s volume?" Flame hessitated for a while before obeying his father command.

"What it is tatay?" Fuego was also curious.

"Did you hear that? someone is singing outside our house!" When pedro told them about it they focused their ears and they listened too. Heatra was already sleeping. They were all confused for a while when the door slowly opened and Fyro entered while singing. They were surprised to see fyro's singing.

They all looked to him at once and their eyes were waiting for an answer. Fyro seems to dazed for a while and smiled at them and went to his room without even talking to them.

Pedro was astonished, he knew that his son does not like music. He remembered when Fyro was still young, he always covered his ears with his hands everytime he heard a music playing in the radio or television because he was annoyed by the sound of music.

"Since when did my son learned how to sing?" Then he put his right hand in his chin. While they were wondering about Fyro's sudden change, Fyro sat in his bed that was made of bamboo then slept...