Immortality: My talent for cultivating immortals can be refreshed.

Chapter 532 Self-certification
"Qingdie flower, Huangling bamboo, emerald spiritual fruit, eh, what is this?"

Ling Fengjing recited the names of the first three spiritual medicines, but when she saw the last piece of refining material, she spoke with doubt.

“This is Quicksand Gold, a high-quality refining material that can be used to refine gold-attributed magical instruments and treasures.

Of course, refining magic weapons would be more appropriate. Refining magic tools, even top-level ones, would be a bit of a waste."

"Materials for refining gold-attributed magic weapons?" Upon hearing Chu Ning's words, Ling Fengjing's eyes suddenly lit up.

When Chu Ning saw Ling Fengjing's expression, he smiled secretly in his heart.

The things he took out were all treasures that were not easy for foundation-building cultivators to obtain under normal circumstances, but were useful nonetheless.

Ling Fengjing is only at the middle stage of foundation building. Unless he is really worth a lot of money, it is impossible for him to remain indifferent.

And in fact it is true.

What surprised Chu Ning a little was that the next moment, Ling Fengjing's face darkened.

“Brother Chu’s background is probably not simple. If I’m not mistaken, you should be a cultivator from the Xingyu Sect.

Leading me here and offering these temptations?
Do you really think I'm a three-year-old kid?"

As she spoke, Ling Fengjing had a magical weapon in her hand and was staring at Chu Ning vigilantly.

“I know that you are at the late stage of foundation building and your cultivation is higher than mine, but I have already sent a message to the palace, and there will be support from fellow disciples.

You can’t escape to Skyrim Meadows.”

Chu Ning smiled faintly at this moment.

"Xingyu Sect? Is that your Sky Palace's enemy? Is it because of this sect that you are so wary of foreign cultivators?
Fellow Daoist Ling, I am just a casual cultivator, not a cultivator from the Xingyu Sect.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have openly invited fellow Taoists to come and trade with me."

After hearing this, Ling Fengjing couldn't help but ponder, and then said suspiciously:
"How do I know if this is intentional on your part, trying to get something else from me?"

"If I know how to find out the secrets of your palace, you just don't tell me." Chu Ning laughed.

Ling Fengjing still shook her head and said:
"No, I still can't believe you unless you can prove that you are not a monk from Xingyu Palace."

Chu Ning was also somewhat helpless at this time and asked: "How to prove it?"

Ling Fengjing then reached out and took out a white crystal.

“The Xingyu Sect’s cultivators have been taking Xinghua Grass to cultivate since childhood, so before forming a pill, there will be some traces of this grass in their blood and essence.

This stone can be tested. If you want to prove that you are not a Xingyu Sect cultivator, just take a drop of blood and test it. "

"Okay!" Chu Ning didn't refuse after hearing this, and directly a drop of his blood fell into the white crystal.

The essence of blood floated on the surface of the crystal, and then slid down and dripped onto the ground.

Seeing this scene, Ling Fengjing finally breathed a sigh of relief and her expression immediately softened.

"Fellow Daoist is indeed not from Xingyu Sect. Please forgive me for my offense just now."

Chu Ning smiled after hearing this and said, "I showed up rashly, so it's right for you to be cautious."

As he spoke, Chu Ning raised the treasures in his hand again.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, do you like these things?"

"Fellow Daoist Chu, are you willing to trade all of these?"

Ling Fengjing looked at Chu Ning, and after getting Chu Ning's reply, she immediately asked about how to trade.

"I am not clear about the prices of the various items on the Sky Grassland. Fellow Daoist Ling, why don't you tell me a price? If I think it's appropriate, I will sell it to you."

Hearing this, Ling Fengjing couldn't help but look at Chu Ning in surprise.

This was the first time she heard of this kind of transaction.

After Ling Fengjing pondered for a while, he spoke again:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, I will give you 600 middle-grade spirit stones for all these. I wonder if you are satisfied?"

After hearing this, Chu Ning couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart.

This woman was quite fair. Six hundred mid-grade spirit stones were equivalent to sixty thousand low-grade spirit stones. Although the price was not high, she did not deliberately lower the price.

Of course, for Chu Ning, these spirit stones are not worth mentioning at all.

What he really wanted was to get in touch with the cultivators of the Tianmu Continent and learn some information from them.

So, Chu Ning said:

"Fellow Daoist Ling, I am willing to sell it at this price, but I still want to ask you something, I hope you can tell me."

Upon hearing Chu Ning's words, Ling Fengjing immediately looked over with some caution.

"I wonder what you want to know?"

Chu Ning smiled and said:

“Don’t be nervous, fellow Taoist. I have been practicing in a remote place and have basically no contact with the outside world.

That's why he had rushed into the Sky Grassland in a daze.

I would like to ask if you have a map of Tianmu Continent, or know where to buy it.

It would be best if it could include some of the sects’ spheres of influence, so that Chu wouldn’t be ignorant and violate taboos.”

Hearing Chu Ning's words, Ling Fengjing's vigilance faded a lot, but she shook her head and said:
“To be honest with you, Fellow Daoist Chu, I have never left the Sky Grassland since I started practicing.

The Tianmu Continent is so vast, and I don’t have such a map with me.

If you want, I'm afraid you can only go to Tianqiong City where our Tianqiong Palace is located.

but……"

Speaking of this, Ling Fengjing paused, and then said with some embarrassment:
"But our Sky City does not allow cultivators from outside the Sky Grassland to enter."

When Chu Ning heard this, his brows furrowed slightly.

At this moment, Ling Fengjing pointed at several items in Chu Ning's hand.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, are you still trading these things?"

"Of course it's a trade, but Fellow Daoist Ling, I'm willing to only charge 500 medium-grade spirit stones for these things, on the condition that you help me find a copy of the map I just mentioned in Tianqiong City.

As for the spirit stones for purchasing the map, I am willing to pay separately."

Chu Ning put forward his conditions, and Ling Fengjing's eyes lit up again when he heard them.

"Do you, Fellow Daoist Chu, really mean what you said?"

One hundred medium-grade spirit stones are equivalent to ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

For Ling Fengjing, it is definitely not a small amount.

After Chu Ning nodded, Ling Fengjing bit her lip and said:
“Okay, Fellow Daoist Chu, come with me. I’ll take you to wait outside of Tianqiong City.

It also saves me the trouble of going back and forth. If I find such a map in the city, I can just take it out and give it to my fellow Taoist."

Chu Ning thought this was exactly what he wanted. After all, he didn't want to wait here in vain. Ling Fengjing removed the magic restriction and walked out.

Chu Ning's eyes swept towards Zhuo Dingcheng who was standing outside the tent and looking at this place from afar, and towards Yan Suyun and her son who were staring at this place eagerly.

Then he said to Ling Fengjing:
"Fellow Daoist Ling, are the requirements for selecting cultivators in your Sky Palace so high?

Even children with wind spirit roots here cannot enter the palace to practice?"

Ling Fengjing, who was walking forward to say a few words to Zhuo Dingcheng and others, turned around abruptly when she heard Chu Ning's words and looked at Chu Ning with a look of surprise.

"Wind Spiritual Root? Fellow Daoist Chu, are you saying there is a child with Wind Spiritual Root here?"

After saying that, Ling Fengjing followed Chu Ning's gaze and it landed on the little boy named Xiaozhi.

The next moment, Ling Fengjing came directly to his side.

After looking the little boy up and down, Ling Fengjing took out a small jade pillar from her storage bag, which was similar to the one Chu Ning took when he entered Qingxi Sect.

"Put your hands on it."

The little boy looked at Ling Fengjing, then at Chu Ning in the distance, and placed his trembling hand on the jade pillar.

“Wind Spiritual Root! It’s actually a mutated Wind Spiritual Root!”

The next moment, as the light on the jade pillar lit up, Ling Fengjing couldn't help but let out a surprised sound.

"What's your name? Are you willing to enter the Immortal Palace to practice?"

Although he had previously learned from Chu Ning that he possessed spiritual roots that could allow him to practice cultivation, the little boy still found it difficult to conceal his excitement after hearing Ling Fengjing's words.

He stammered and replied, "Master, my name is Ding Zhi, and I want to practice cultivation."

"Okay!" When Ling Fengjing heard this, she immediately nodded with a smile on her face.

Then look at Yan Suyun.

"Are you his mother? I'll give you two sticks of incense. You don't need to bring too many things. After two sticks of incense, this child will follow me back to the Immortal Palace to practice."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Suyun excitedly pulled the little boy to kowtow.

"Thank you, two immortal masters!"

The rest of the people were in an uproar.

"Xiaozhi can practice? He's going to become a master?"

"Among his peers in our tribe, Xiaozhi is the thinnest and weakest. How can he still practice?"

"Yes, there have been immortal masters who came to our tribe before, but none of them claimed to have spiritual roots. Could they be mistaken?"

Naturally, all these words reached the ears of Chu Ning and Ling Fengjing.

Ling Fengjing's eyes suddenly flashed with displeasure, and she glanced coldly at the people who were talking at the moment.

"Are you questioning my judgment?"

The aura and pressure emanating from the Foundation Establishment cultivator was simply not something that ordinary people could resist. For a moment, everyone who had just spoken could not help but remain silent.

Some people who were timid or physically weaker simply knelt down at this moment.

Chu Ning, who was watching this scene from afar, couldn't help but sigh.

“To mortals, cultivators are indeed like gods, no wonder mortals call cultivators immortal masters.

If Ling Fengjing wanted to, she could even easily kill everyone in the tribe.

Even if she didn't do this, if she wanted to kill those offending people, no one would dare to object.

But this woman seems to be kindhearted and is not a murderous person."

Sure enough, just as Chu Ning was thinking about this, Ling Fengjing snorted lightly, and his expression relaxed.

Then he turned to Zhuo Dingcheng and said:

“You don’t need to question the Taoist friend who tested everyone’s spiritual roots before. Under normal circumstances, such abnormal spiritual roots would have been discovered long ago.

But there are also some people whose spiritual roots do not show up, but only show up when they are older.

This child should be in this situation.”

After hearing this, Zhuo Dingcheng immediately said respectfully:

"Master Ling is very perceptive. We are ignorant and reckless. Please forgive us, Master."

Ling Fengjing waved her hand, and the matter was dropped.

During the next two incense sticks of time, everyone couldn't help but congratulate Ding Zhi again.

Then Ding Zhi bid farewell to Yan Suyun and set off with Ling Fengjing, and of course Chu Ning also went with them.

All the way to Tianqiong City, the distance is tens of thousands of miles.

At Chu Ning's speed, it wouldn't take too long.

But now following Ling Fengjing, he naturally couldn't go any faster.

Chu Ning also learned from Ling Fengjing that she actually spent most of her time not in the city or practicing in the palace.

But in the several tribal areas under her jurisdiction.

That's why she was able to arrive there in such a short time after Zhuo Dingcheng summoned her.

With Ling Fengjing leading the way, there were no accidents during the flight.

However, when there were still 500 miles to Tianqiong City, Chu Ning was asked by Ling Fengjing not to get any closer to avoid causing any trouble.

Chu Ning randomly found a small hill to stay at, and let Ling Fengjing take Ding Zhi to Tianqiong City.

The little boy named Ding Zhi looked back at Chu Ning from time to time, with gratitude in his eyes.

Obviously he was very clear that his destiny really began to change when he met Chu Ning.

Chu Ning just smiled at the other person.

To him, this was really a trivial matter.

Just do it for the sake of convenience. How far Ding Zhi can practice in the future depends on him.

Chu Ning waited on this small hill for nearly a day.

Only then did he sense Ling Fengjing flying towards him from the direction of the city.

But Chu Ning's brows were slightly furrowed again at this moment.

With his spiritual sense, he could clearly sense that there were several cultivators following Ling Fengjing.

Although he expected that there might be some troubles, Chu Ning needed the map in Ling Fengjing's hand to facilitate the next step.

After frowning slightly, he returned to normal, pretending to be completely unaware.

(End of this chapter)