Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 847 Illusionary God Pill, Turtle Breathing Pill

Everything went smoothly in Yangjia Town, while on the other side, Lingyuan Land once again dispatched a large number of people into the ancient ruins.

At this time, the attitude of the Spirit Source Land towards the ancient remnant array changed again.

Previously, Yang Zhengshan only thought about emptying the ancient remnant array, but now, after discussion in the clan council, it has been decided to gradually restore the ecology within the ancient remnant array.

There is a third-order spiritual vein within the ruins. A third-order spiritual vein is enough to support a large sect and can also meet the daily cultivation needs of Golden Core cultivators.

The most valuable parts of the ruins are the spiritual veins, mineral veins, the Hall of Transmission of Skills, and the Guardian Array.

The mineral veins can be mined slowly, and the Transmission Hall and the protective array can be studied gradually, but this spiritual vein cannot be moved no matter what.

Since that's the case, why not make use of this spiritual vein?

There's no need to restore the interior of the ancient array to its former state; simply leave some seeds of spiritual plants and herbs within it and let them grow naturally.

Now that the Land of Spiritual Origin has established itself in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, it is not impossible for the Land of Spiritual Origin to completely occupy this ancient remnant array in the future.

The Spirit Source Land no longer manages the spiritual veins within the remnant array, but sowing some seeds is an easy task that won't waste too much manpower or resources.

Therefore, the clan hall decided to sow some seeds of spiritual plants in the ancient array to prepare for controlling the ancient array and occupying the spiritual veins in the future.

Of course, this is a long-term plan. Given the array formation capabilities of the Spirit Source Land, it may take decades or even hundreds of years to fully control the ancient array.

Inside the ruined formation, mining continues in the Spirit Source Land; outside the formation, the Spirit Source Land takes over Yangjia Town, while internal reforms are also underway within the Spirit Source Land.

The original clan system was abolished and replaced with a sect system, with the twelve towers and five cities gradually enriching the management structure of the Spirit Source Land.

The reform process takes time, and building up all twelve buildings and five cities will take even more time, making this a long-term endeavor.

Yang Zhengshan did not get involved in these matters. He only held the position of elder in Taiwei Tower, leaving everything else to Yang Chengmao.

Compared to the reform, Yang Zhengshan paid more attention to his own cultivation and alchemy.

He finally mastered the Illusionary God Pill!
Yueming gave him twenty portions of medicinal herbs, and he used ten portions of herbs to successfully refine one batch.

A single herb can yield a maximum of ten pills, but he only managed to produce three, all of which were low-grade Illusionary God Pills.

Even so, it is still something to be happy about.

From the time he obtained the recipe for the Illusion God Pill until now, it has been less than a year. Yet, in just one year, he mastered the recipe and successfully refined a batch.

Although the success rate and quality of his pills were pitifully low, his alchemy skills improved considerably.

After successfully refining the first batch of Illusion God Pills, Yang Zhengshan made rapid progress in refining Illusion God Pills.

The second and third batches produced four pills, and the fourth batch also produced four pills, but this time it produced a mid-grade Illusionary God Pill.

Then the success rate and quality of the pills continued to improve. In the last batch, six pills were successfully produced, three of which were mid-grade Illusionary God Pills.

With twenty portions of medicinal herbs, Yang Zhengshan refined a total of forty-two low-grade Illusionary God Pills and seven mid-grade Illusionary God Pills.

If we convert the overall success rate, it is only a little over 20%, but the success rate of the last batch of pills reached 60%, which shows how much progress Yang Zhengshan has made.

On Wangyue Mountain, Yang Zhengshan handed three small porcelain bottles to Yueming.

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

Yueming opened the three porcelain bottles, his face revealing undisguised surprise.

"so much?"

"Not that many. The first ten batches were all scrapped. We improved our refining process later, and a total of forty-nine pills were made. You made twenty-five, and I made twenty-four!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

It might seem like Yueming came out on top, but he kept all the mid-grade Illusionary God Pills, so he was the one who actually benefited.

Even so, Yueming was still overjoyed.

"Haha, Elder Yang's alchemy skills are indeed amazing, haha~~" He laughed loudly as he carefully put away the Illusion God Pill.

These twenty-five Illusionary God Pills are enough to satisfy his cultivation needs for ten years. Once he has digested all of these Illusionary God Pills, his divine soul will definitely be greatly enhanced.

Once his cultivation reaches the Great Perfection of the Golden Body Realm, he may be able to break through to the Divine Soul Realm with the help of this spiritual foundation.

"Elder Yang is so kind, I am deeply grateful! If Elder Yang ever needs my help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask, and I will certainly not refuse!" Yueming looked at Yang Zhengshan gratefully.

Although he had high expectations for Yang Zhengshan, the returns Yang Zhengshan gave him far exceeded his expectations.

He originally thought he would be satisfied as long as Yang Zhengshan gave him ten Illusionary God Pills, but he didn't expect Yang Zhengshan to give him twenty-five.

This made him both surprised and grateful for Yang Zhengshan's honesty.

Indeed, in Yueming's eyes, Yang Zhengshan was an honest and good friend.

The fact that Yang Zhengshan was willing to give him twenty-five Illusionary God Pills shows his honesty.

"Hehe, this is a mutually beneficial matter. I also benefited from it. The formula for the Illusion God Pill is quite precious to me! If Elder Yueming needs to refine pills in the future, he can come to me again!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

He quite liked this kind of good thing—helping others refine pills. He could get the pill formula, share the pills, and improve his alchemy skills. The key was that he didn't have to provide the materials himself.

"Haha, Elder Yang, please don't find me troublesome then!"

"Of course not!" Yang Zhengshan laughed.

The two chatted for a while longer before Yueming took his leave, and Yang Zhengshan saw him off to the courtyard.

As Yueming left Yang Zhengshan's place, preparing to return to his residence, he unexpectedly ran into Master Jingshui.

"Greetings, sir!" Mingyue quickly bowed and greeted him.

Master Jingshui nodded slightly, about to leave, but then suddenly stopped. "You've finished refining your Illusion God Pill?"

It was no secret that Yueming wanted to refine the Illusion God Pill. After all, he had been preparing for it for decades, and it took him a lot of effort and time just to collect those twenty kinds of medicinal materials.

Yueming had previously sought out Master Jingshui, but unfortunately, Master Jingshui was not an alchemist and had no friends skilled in alchemy.

"It's done!" Yueming laughed.

Seeing how happy he was, Master Jingshui knew that he must have obtained a lot of Illusion God Pills.

"Elder Yang's alchemy skills are very impressive?"

"This junior is not very clear about it, but Elder Yang gave me twenty-five Illusion God Pills!" Yueming said directly without hiding anything.

"Twenty portions of medicinal herbs?"

"That's right!"

"Half for each of us?" "Elder Yang, could I have one more?"

Master Jingshui gasped, "Doesn't that mean a success rate of over 20%?"

Yueming remained silent. Although he had always been familiar with the alchemy techniques of immortal cultivators, he had never directly encountered the alchemy techniques of Yang Zhengshan, an immortal cultivator.

As a martial artist, he always kept his distance from unfamiliar immortal cultivators. There was no way around it; the gap between a Martial God and a Foundation Establishment cultivator was too great, and very few Martial Gods could contend with Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Master Jingshui was shocked. Faced with completely unfamiliar pills, he could still achieve a success rate of over 20%. At the beginning, he would definitely waste a lot of pills, so wouldn't the success rate be even higher later?

"You go back first!"

Having said that, he ignored Yueming and walked towards Yang Zhengshan's cliffside villa.

Inside the secluded courtyard, Yang Zhengshan was just about to return to the Spirit Source Land when, unexpectedly, True Person Jingshui arrived again.

"Did you need something from me, senior?"

He welcomed Master Jingshui into the courtyard and asked him questions.

"Well, how is your alchemy skill?" Master Jingshui didn't mince words and asked directly.

He knew that Yang Zhengshan could refine pills, and Yang Zhengshan had even given him some Spirit Gathering Pills before. However, he thought that Yang Zhengshan's pill refining level had just reached the second level, since Yang Zhengshan had not been in the Foundation Establishment stage for long.

"It's alright, I guess!" Yang Zhengshan said modestly.

"You can refine Foundation Establishment Pills?" Master Jingshui suddenly remembered the Foundation Establishment Pills that Illusion Moon Sect had traded with the Spirit Source Land.

"Yes, it can be refined!" Yang Zhengshan nodded.

Master Jingshui's eyes lit up. "I have some pills that I need you to refine!"

"What elixir?"

"Second-tier Turtle Breath Pill!"

Yang Zhengshan looked blank; he had never heard of such a pill.

Master Jingshui took out a jade slip and said with a complicated expression, "I had already given up, but since your alchemy skills are so high, I might as well let you give it a try!"

Yang Zhengshan took the jade slip and began to examine its contents.

The Turtle Breathing Pill, a second-tier elixir, allows cultivators to enter a turtle-like state for ten years, slowing down the depletion of lifespan and gradually increasing cultivation level.

Yang Zhengshan paused slightly as he looked at the pill formula and the description of the Turtle Breath Pill in the jade slip.

Although the Turtle Breathing Pill cannot extend lifespan, it can put a person into a state of turtle breathing, which is similar to a state of suspended animation. One can sleep for ten years without consuming lifespan for more than one year.

Moreover, in the state of tortoise breathing, one can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although the absorption efficiency is far less than that of meditation, if ten years is compared to one year, then it is roughly equivalent to two years of meditation.

Simply put, exchanging one year of lifespan for ten years of secluded cultivation is equivalent to two years of closed-door training.

This is only the effect of a low-grade Turtle Breathing Pill. A mid-grade Turtle Breathing Pill is equivalent to four years of secluded cultivation, a high-grade Turtle Breathing Pill can allow one to maintain a state of Turtle Breathing for twenty years at once, and a top-grade one can even allow one to maintain a state of Turtle Breathing for fifty years at once, with only two years of lifespan consumed, and equivalent to ten years of secluded cultivation.

This means that as long as there are enough Turtle Breath Pills, Master Jingshui could live for another two hundred years without any problem.

Of course, being in a state of tortoise-like breathing is meaningless; the key is that one can improve their cultivation even in this state.

If Master Jingshui could use the Turtle Breathing Pill to raise his cultivation to the late Foundation Establishment stage, he might be able to extend his lifespan by several decades.

Yang Zhengshan was amazed by the efficacy of the Turtle Breathing Pill, but after reading the prescription, he felt it was somewhat troublesome.

This Turtle Breathing Pill is even more difficult to refine than the Foundation Establishment Pill, and many of the medicinal ingredients in it are ones he has never even heard of.

The fact that he doesn't know the medicinal materials means that he doesn't understand their medicinal properties and can't accurately grasp the special treatment required during the refining process.

If he were to refine this Turtle Breath Pill, he would likely have to start from scratch, much like when he refined the Foundation Establishment Pill.

The prescription had to be broken down into tiny pieces and studied carefully countless times.

"Senior, this pill is even more difficult to refine than the Foundation Establishment Pill!" Yang Zhengshan said truthfully.

Master Jingshui laughed and said, "I know. I have invited several alchemists, but none of them were confident in refining the Turtle Breathing Pill!"

Alchemists can make a lot of money by helping others refine pills, but most alchemists will not take on pills they are not confident about, because failure could damage their reputation.

If one's reputation is ruined, no one will hire them to refine pills anymore. Therefore, most alchemists will not try to save face.

"I only have three sets of materials, so I can only make a maximum of nine pills!"

"Just consider it practice for you, don't take it too seriously!"

Master Jingshui has come to terms with it: "If I gain it, I am fortunate; if I lose it, it is my fate!"
The exhaustion of one's lifespan is a very helpless thing for all cultivators.

Master Jingshui also considered defying fate, but despite working tirelessly for decades, he ultimately failed to find a way to extend his lifespan.

It's not that there's no way to extend one's lifespan, but rather that he can't do many of the things that can.

For example, there are third-tier longevity pills, or some evil methods to prolong life, like the Lian family patriarch who turned himself into a blood corpse puppet, or even directly transformed into a ghost cultivator.

In short, there are many methods, but they are either difficult to implement or too evil, with many side effects.

Master Jingshui handed the three sets of materials he had collected to Yang Zhengshan. Yang Zhengshan hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted them.

"I will do my best!"

He still held Master Jingshui in high esteem, as this senior had helped him a great deal, and if possible, he would like to repay him in kind.

However, refining the Turtle Breath Pill was too difficult, and with only three portions of medicinal materials, he really had no confidence.

"It's alright, just do your best. Don't feel burdened. I've actually come to terms with it!"

Master Jingshui laughed nonchalantly.

"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural course of life. Although we cultivate the path of immortality, we have never truly escaped the realm of humanity!"

"Cultivating immortality, cultivating immortality, the path to immortality is so long!"

Yang Zhengshan gazed at the seemingly carefree Master Jingshui, his thoughts drifting elsewhere.

What exactly is the path of immortality?
Is it the supreme path? Or the path to immortality?

It seems to be both, but it also seems to be neither!
The path to immortality is merely a path of cultivation; it is not the highest or the path to eternal life. It is simply a journey filled with unknowns.

The road is long and far away, and I will search up and down.

(End of this chapter)