The immortality of mortals

Chapter 1 Purple Gold Vase

In the eastern part of Yuanwu Kingdom, Jinma City.

As a small town with a population of hundreds of thousands, it is surrounded on three sides by mountains shaped like horseshoes and adjacent to the Jinsha River. It is surrounded by mountains and water. It has good weather all year round and is quite rich in products.

Not far from the outskirts of Jinma City is the mountainous Biyun Mountain, which is a thousand meters high and covered with misty clouds.

It's dawn now.

On the main peak of Biyun Mountain, there are green pines, ancient cypresses, red maples and green bamboos.

A young man in brocade clothes with red lips and white teeth and a handsome appearance sat cross-legged on the boulder.

Between his folded hands, a three-inch vial with complex and mysterious inscriptions was placed facing the east.

At dawn, the red sun slowly rises, the earth revives, and among the thousands of rosy clouds, wisps of purple energy seem to be absorbed by the vial.

The bottle body, which was originally slightly illusory, suddenly revealed a purple-gold color, and the treasure light was dense and dazzling.

"It specializes in collecting Chaoyang Purple Qi, which is completely opposite to that little green bottle..."

Young Yang Xuan's eyes were leisurely, recalling the memories of his past and present lives.

Yuanwu Kingdom, Tianxing Sect!
And the neighboring Yue country, Huang Maple Valley!
Since traveling inexplicably for more than ten days, he has seen and heard the names of things that seemed familiar to him, and he has gradually understood where he has traveled.

Therefore, Yang Xuan often feels a sense of crisis.

I want to have enough strength to survive in the world of immortality that is precarious and about to have a war.

Fortunately, I have a lot of blessings.

Perhaps it was a change caused by time travel. A few days ago, when he was practicing inner vision, he discovered that there was a purple phantom in his body.

Summoned by thoughts.

I saw that the purple shadow turned from virtual reality to a small bottle, automatically collecting the purple energy of the rising sun.

After dozens of attempts, I finally figured out its purpose.

Every morning, the vial will absorb the purple energy of the morning sun.

After ten days of storage, it will condense into a complete purple energy.

If the complete purple energy is swallowed directly, although it cannot revive human flesh and bones, it has miraculous effects.

The east sun gradually rises in the distance.

The vial, which had just absorbed the full amount, had completely turned into a purple-gold color, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Yang Xuan immediately closed his eyes and breathed in, guiding the purple energy into his body.

In the dark, he seemed to see purple energy seeping into the limbs and bones, then flowing between reality and reality, and reaching an existence like a meridian.

Yang Xuan speculated that these illusory meridians exuding five-color brilliance were the five-color attribute spiritual roots of the immortal cultivators.

Having tested his aptitude since he was a child, he has no unnecessary emotions and concentrates on controlling the purple energy attached to the blue-green meridians.

For an instant.

It feels like an enlightenment.

Yang Xuan's veins all over his body were smooth, and his mouth, nose, breathing, and even the tiny pores were absorbing inexplicable energy.

The dense green grass and tall ancient trees on the mountain peaks seem to be pouring life and vitality for the young people to absorb.

When I opened my eyes, I felt a sense of intimacy when I touched the flowers and plants nearby.

"This Chaoyang Purple Qi is really magical, it can actually temporarily improve your spiritual root qualifications..."

With a sigh, Yang Xuan immediately started using the immortal cultivation techniques passed down from his family and worked hard to increase his magic power.

Compared with the small green bottle in his memory that improved the age of vegetation but could not be absorbed by himself, he could take this purple energy directly to enhance the qualifications of designated spiritual roots.

In the world of immortality, spiritual roots are usually divided into five elements such as metal, wood, water, fire and earth.

People with spiritual roots of four or five attributes are called pseudo-spiritual roots.

Pseudo-spiritual roots are not only slow to cultivate, but also difficult to break through. They basically linger at the bottom for life.

Above the false spiritual roots are the corresponding true spiritual roots.

True spiritual root monks have two or three attributes and can practice faster.

As for the higher Heavenly Spirit Root, it has only one spiritual root attribute, which means God's beloved. Not only does the cultivation progress quickly, but there is no upgrade bottleneck.

Yang Xuan's predecessor was stuck at the bottleneck of the fifth level of Qi refining, making no progress in three years.

But at this moment, after the purple energy melted into the wood-attribute spiritual roots, it actually made his magic skills practice speed up instantly, and the spiritual energy all over his body was rolled into a small whirlpool and thrown into his body.Yang Xuan had no distractions and concentrated on running the sky.

The day passed before I knew it.

At midnight.

The purple energy of the wood-attribute spiritual roots in the body was completely exhausted, and the surging spiritual power like a rushing river suddenly returned to its original form and turned into a trickle.

The vial gathers a complete purple energy in ten days, and after absorption, the spiritual root qualifications can be improved for about ten hours.

From morning to now, it is exactly the limit of purple energy maintenance.

"The VIP Supreme Acceleration Experience Card expires..."

Yang Xuan took a long breath and complained helplessly in his heart.

However, although the time was short, Zi Qi's improvement in spiritual root qualifications was huge enough, and he estimated that it had reached the level of Tianling Root.

And after a whole day of hard training.

The bottleneck of the fifth level of Qi refining that was originally stuck was quietly broken, and the wood attribute mana was successfully cultivated to the sixth level of Qi refining.

"Very good. With the help of a small bottle of purple energy, there may be hope of reaching the tenth level of Qi refining in two years?"

Yang Xuan looks forward to the future, full of expectations.

According to the information he learned, the Immortal Ascension Conference held once every ten years in the Yue Kingdom to worship various immortal sects. It has been eight years since the last meeting.

He planned to attend the Yue Kingdom's Immortal Cultivation Conference two years later.

As for why he chose to stay far away from the near and did not choose to enter the sect of Yuanwu Kingdom...

After all, the future direction under Yang Xuan's control is all within the scope of Yue Kingdom. Being able to use the prophet's conditions to gain stable benefits is naturally better than staying in Yuanwu Kingdom and wandering around.

He stood up from the boulder and stretched his muscles, looking up at the sea of ​​clouds and the full moon in the sky. Instead of resting in a hurry, he walked into the nearby thatched cottage and took out a large dustpan woven with bamboo strips.

Tomorrow is the Lam Tin meeting.

As a market for nearby immortal cultivators to exchange news and buy and sell treasures, many casual cultivators and cultivating families will be present.

Yang Xuan has run out of supplies for cultivation and must exchange for enough spiritual stones and medicinal materials.

The product he prepared was the tea produced in his own tea garden.

Holding a green bamboo dustpan, Yang Xuan followed the path and then passed through the hidden cross-road cave in the back mountain. After breaking through the restrictions, he found an open and fertile land with an area of ​​several acres.

33 Cuifeng tea trees grow here. A spiritual spring gushes out under the side stone wall, filling the air with water mist. The dewdrops on the tender green tea leaves reflect a gem-like color under the moonlight.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but take a deep breath of fresh air, only to feel that the spiritual energy around him was much richer than the outside world.

Unfortunately, our ancestors have taught us not to stay here for a long time. Otherwise, practicing Qigong will divert the spiritual energy from the spiritual spring, which will degrade the quality of the tea trees.

He shook his head regretfully. For the sake of long-term income, he still did not kill the goose that laid the eggs.

Using his magic power, he walked to a tea tree. Yang Xuan clenched his fist, then stretched out his index finger and middle finger and brought them together. A length of about three inches, and a golden light shaped like the tip of a sword lit up from between his fingers.

This is a technique taught by our fathers, the Sharp Gold Sword Finger Technique.

It can condense the metal mana into a sword blade with two fingers, which is sharper than the so-called magic weapon.

And because it is a spiritual structure, there is no need for problems such as wear and tear.

Yang Xuan skillfully scratched it with his sword, and a few rolls of young leaves from the tea tree branches fell into the dustpan.

32 tea trees are to be harvested.

Except for the old tea tree with bald leaves that grew next to Lingquan, the dustpan was already filled with dozens of kilograms of buds.

Carefully brought back to the thatched cottage.

Yang Xuan works overnight, using the secret magic of spiritual fire to dry the young leaves while retaining their spirituality.

When the east lights up, the fish belly becomes white.

Nearly fifty kilograms of fresh leaves turned into sixteen kilograms and seven taels of dried tea leaves, and a fragrance filled the entire thatched cottage.

After Yang Xuan carefully weighed it several times to confirm that it was correct, he put the new tea into the jade jar without leakage.

Take a shower, change into clothes, and tie on a storage bag filled with merchandise.

He then piloted the Qingye magic weapon and flew in the direction of the Lantian gathering.

　Pink newcomers, please recommend and collect~
　　


(End of this chapter)