After cultivating immortality, she devoted herself to becoming an ancestor

Chapter 59 Playing in the Mud

Cen Che thought about it and said nothing more. Before leaving Wenfu Peak, he found the disciple who had recruited the brother and sister into the sect in the mortal world and asked him to pass a message to Situ Huangshang.

If Shen Suiren were here, he would definitely recognize that this disciple was the aging Senior Brother Tan.

Unfortunately, Shen Suiren had been in the sect for three years and still didn't know some of the secrets of the Nascent Soul elders.

She didn't have the leisure time for that. For example, now that she received the reply from Elder Cen Che, she concentrated on guarding outside Huang Wenzhu's house, waiting for the arrival of the medical practitioners from the Big Buddha Temple.

The snow fox in the spirit beast bag made several noises, but it couldn't distract her.

It’s not that Shen Suiren was afraid of not being able to keep an eye on the people, but she thought that what Huang Wenzhu told her was clear enough, except that she couldn’t tell the people who captured them alive.

Were these people the ones chasing Huang Wenzhu's team, or the ones besieging Master? Or were they the same group?

As I was thinking, I saw the monks from the temple coming to see me as promised.

When he spoke of preparing for his funeral, she couldn't help but sigh secretly. How many monks have gone through the heat of summer and the cold of winter in pursuit of more lifespan and higher power.

However, only one in ten people can live to the end of their lifespan according to their cultivation level.

I'm so unwilling!
So strive to be the best and become the inadequate one.

Shen Suiren cast aside all distractions and quickly set up the Great Five Elements Luotian Formation, so that he could practice while the Jade Rabbit was rising in the east.

The mountain village is quiet and the insects and birds are dormant. Although the spiritual energy is not as good as that of the world of immortal cultivation, it has a unique sense of tranquility.

While she was in the thick of her cultivation, a communication talisman flew into the formation. After she completed a small cycle of cultivation, she clicked on it. It was Juexing: "Suichu, we are almost at the address you provided. Please reply quickly."

"Juexing, who's with you?" Shen Suiren was extremely happy when he heard his friend's voice.

"My uncle, Great Doctor Huaiji, please stay where you are and don't move. Ordinary communication talismans are too limited by distance.

My uncle-master said that he would contact the elders of the Alliance’s Weapon Department and ask for two spots for us to customize the Tongxuan Mirror.

Then I'll give Niao Niao one too so we can talk face to face." After receiving the reply, we quickly released a new one.

Huaiji grabbed his bald head with his big hand and said, "Don't be so confident. If your master doesn't agree to let me accompany you, I won't give you the place."

Juexing refused to do it, "Master, you can't go back on your word. It was because I asked Master to help me that you took over Suichu's mission."

"Senior brother asked me to come and treat patients, not to accompany you around." Huaiji had a legitimate reason.

Jue Xing disagreed: "Anyway, you've already promised me that if you don't get a spot, I won't cover for you if you try to steal delicious food again."

"Tsk, do I still need you?" Huaiji was about to tease him again when his Tongxuan Mirror started to flash.

Juexing looked up with envy, and saw on the mirror that it was True Lord Guiyue of the Demon Moon Sect.

Huaiji was quite surprised: "Guiyue, what do you want from me? Forget about spirit stones. Take the ninth-level Nanxingca in exchange."

"What are you dreaming about? I'm here to hold you accountable. The poisonous pill that suppresses the spiritual power in the Dantian contains the silkworm feces of an eighth-level snow crystal silkworm. Did it come from you?" Gui Yue was angry because he was the one who gave it to him in the past.

The day before yesterday, he found a doctor to examine his young apprentice, but after several treatments, only 50% of the poison was eliminated.

As soon as he asked, he saw the little monk looking in the mirror with a strange expression on his face.

So he snorted coldly, "Huaiji, you personally take the antidote to Wufang City. In less than three days, I will go to the Big Buddha Temple and bring a few young monks to the desert to control sand."

After saying that, he cut off the connection without waiting for Huaiji to speak.

"Uncle Master, I never sold the Heart-Eroding Pill to anyone.

Uh, it seems there are many kinds of poisons that suppress Dantian spiritual power. I feel guilty about this." Jue Jing realized that he had just let Gui Yue Zhenjun know about this.

Huaiji pondered for a moment and said, "Eighth-level Snow Crystal Silkworm Dust, currently only Guiyue has some, and I got half of it in exchange."

"Could it be that the Heart-Eroding Pill is also effective for Nascent Soul cultivation?" After Juexing refined it, he only asked his senior brothers to find third or fourth level monsters to test the medicine.

Huaiji knocked his bald head and said, “How could he, a Yuanying ancestor, eat pills randomly?

Have you ever considered that it was Suichu or Yao Niaoniao who gave the elixir away, causing Guiyue's apprentice to be poisoned?"

"I'll ask Suichu, alas..." Juexing lowered his head and delivered the message.

Not long after, Shen Suiren received a communication talisman. She didn't expect that it would be a Nascent Soul-level medical cultivator who came, so she quickly sent a message to explain who she had used the Heart-Erosion Pill on, and said, "I originally thought that the effect of the medicine would only last for seven days, and Cheng Zhishun's magic power would automatically recover after that time.

Now if he seeks someone to detoxify him, will he end up making things worse?"

"I don't know either, I guess I need my uncle to go and take a look.

"Well, the elixir isn't mature yet. A few days ago, I asked someone from the escort agency to find you and Niao Niao, hoping to have the elixir remelted and reformulated." Juexing felt embarrassed to have to take back something he had given away.

Shen Suiren replied quickly: "It just so happens that I have everything with me. I'll give it to you when we meet."

After Jue Xing received the message, he wanted to send another message, but his uncle stopped him and said, "We're about to meet, don't waste the talismans by sending back and forth."

Juexing thought about it and shook Huaiji's sleeves: "Uncle Master, I will go with you to the Demon Sect to see how the doctors there treat patients."

"Let's see if you can offer a price." Huaiji didn't agree so easily. The two of them, one big and one small, bargained on the Poyun Boat. They flew far past the mountain village where Shen Suiren was, and then they realized that they had delayed their business.

Of course, after the two returned again, Shen Suiren didn't know about this. It was the first time she met Huai Ji in her life, and she greeted him very respectfully.

When Master Huaiji saw her for the first time, he felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. "Little friend Suichu, have we met before?"

In his previous life, Shen Suiren deliberately recalled, "If the master had wandered the mortal world a few years ago, perhaps we would have met by chance."

"Oh." The answer was quite Zen-like. Huaiji just asked casually and didn't delve into it.

Juexing urged him from the side, winking at his friend secretly: "Master, you haven't given Suichu a meeting gift yet!"

"Well, take it and play with it." Huaiji rummaged through his storage ring and took out a small wooden fish and gave it to Shen Suiren. "It'll calm your mind and help you sleep. You've developed dark circles under your eyes from all that cultivation."

Is there? She paused for a moment before accepting it, and suddenly thought, how could she fall asleep while beating the wooden fish? Could there be a mechanical figure inside beating the fish for her?

"The beginning of the year." Seeing that she couldn't let go of it, Juexing called her out to tell her that he had something important to tell her.

Shen Suiren coughed lightly and put the item into his storage ring. "Master, do you want me to bring the person out?"

"That's not necessary. She has been ill for a long time. Don't move too much." Master Huaiji looked at the room she pointed out, but saw a woman drowsy on the bed and a man snoring soundly.

With a wave of his sleeve, he moved the man to the ground and then moved inside.

Shen Suiren and the other two followed in and considerately cast a barrier around the man on the ground and the people in other rooms to avoid disturbing them when they woke up.

She explained briefly through voice transmission: "Master, I sense something's wrong with her soul, so I dare not act rashly. I'll just use rejuvenation techniques and wood spirit energy to heal her body."

Master Huaiji nodded slightly, and used two fingers to mobilize spiritual power and tap Huang Wenzhu's head lightly a few times.

She slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly with the help of Shen Suiren's sunstone, she opened her mouth several times but was unable to speak.

"Don't worry, I will take your pulse and explore your soul. Don't resist." The master spoke in a gentle tone, gradually calming her emotions.

A moment later, Shen Suiren saw the master lower his wrist pulse gauge and place a single finger between Huang Wenzhu's eyebrows. He had thought it was a simple task for the Nascent Soul, but unexpectedly, the master's eyes widened, and he quickly severed a wisp of consciousness and retreated. The patient was struck by the wave, and blood was pouring from the corner of his mouth. Shen Suiren quickly performed the rejuvenation technique.

“Uncle Master.” Juexing stepped forward and grabbed the master’s hand. As he stopped him, he opened the medicine gourd and fed Huang Wenzhu a drop of special medicine: “It’s okay, we need to take the person away.

You guys make some arrangements, and when she wakes up, see if she has resolved her identity here, and then leave."

"What happened?" Juexing looked at the man sleeping on the ground.

Shen Suiren said to him, "We can make a dummy to be buried in her place, but she must agree."

Really? Juexing looked back at his uncle and saw him nod slightly as he walked out, so he followed him.

Although Master Huaiji was walking in front, he was always paying attention to what was behind him. Na Suichu carefully hung a piece of spiritual jade on the patient to protect him, moved the man back to the bed, and removed the barriers in each room.

However, my own junior nephew still doesn't quite understand or care about these aftermath matters. Well, it's interesting to see that people are different.

When the three of them had left the courtyard for a long distance, Jue Xing spoke up, "At the beginning of the year, should we make a clay figurine or chop some wood?"

“If there’s clay nearby, clay sculptures will work too.

There's a river over there." In fact, Shen Suiren's consciousness had already discovered that the soil a few miles away was suitable.

And she found that Juexing was hinting at her to talk alone, so she suggested going to the river to look for him.

The two used the Light Body Technique to quickly leave Master Huaiji's sight. Juexing looked back before speaking, "It's the beginning of the year, and with the elders around, you've become a little reserved."

"Nascent Soul in front of me..." Shen Suiren was afraid that if he acted too familiar, Master Huaiji would see something. After all, in his previous life in Futu City, he often asked him to see his master's medical treatment.

Jue Xing exposed her: "Stop fooling around. You seemed quite comfortable in front of my master before."

Even though they hadn't seen each other for three years, they often contacted each other privately through the escort agency. He spoke without any reservations, "What's the secret? Tell me the truth."

"Hush, the Nascent Soul's consciousness can see three hundred miles, and we've only walked less than five miles.

Then, listen." Shen Suiren stopped and took out a blank jade slip, then used his spiritual consciousness to carve words for him to see.

"So mysterious." Juexing, now twelve years old, is taller than his friend who is fifteen years his age. He doesn't need to take the jade slip. He just lowers his head slightly and probes into his spiritual consciousness. He sees that it says: I brought a lot of delicious sweets. Are you sure you want to hit it off at first sight?

He couldn't help but nod in agreement: "That makes sense. Keep it for me."

"Let's go. I remember the soil ahead is just right for making clay figures." Shen Suiren took back the jade slip, erased the words, and accelerated his spiritual power to the edge of the hill.

With a slight move of the soil-turning technique, a large pile of wet soil appeared at his feet.

"I'll add water." Juexing's water control technique followed closely.

Two "great" monks who were both at the ninth level of Qi Refining suddenly turned into little kids playing in the mud.

Water, fire and earth magic spells were performed one after another, burning the small clay figure solidly.

Master Huaiji glanced over and asked, "Are you too embarrassed to face people?"

"Ah? It's over. I didn't draw the eyes, ears, mouth and nose." Juexing stopped using fire, broke the clay into pieces with his fist and added water.

Shen Suiren was unable to stop him, "This pile is useless, we need to use new soil.

You just watch while I create the human form and then I'll get started."

"Okay, but reconstituted clay might be able to make something else.

The Heart-Eroding Pill was made by me using the residue from a wrong medicine my uncle made." Juexing washed his hands with the water brought by her water control technique and waited for her to praise him.

Shen Suiren glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to become a poison doctor?"

"Ahem, poison pills are easier to refine and sell well." Last time he refined the itching pill, it was in short supply in the market.

“But my master punished me when he saw me making poison. If you hadn’t asked for help this time, I would still be sweeping the floor in the temple.

Do you also think refining poison is bad?" He asked seriously.

Shen Suiren was kneading mud with a spell very quickly, thinking that Jue Xing might be interested in refining poison. She said carefully: "It depends on you. There are many places where poisonous plants grow, which are filthy and rotten. When you collect them, you can easily get hurt by the poison itself.

Are you sure you want to go to places like Black Swamp, Wutan Lake, Blood Snake Valley, and the Butterfly and Poison Spider Cave to collect herbs?"

When Juexing heard the place she mentioned, he shook his whole body and patted his monk robes, "No, I can buy it with spirit stones."

"Oh, it's so annoying. Not only does my poison refining master not allow me to do this, but he also doesn't agree to my foundation building.

At the beginning of the year, I established my foundation early and broke the earliest record of Taiyi Sect, which made my master proud. He actually compressed my spiritual power again and again.

I didn't let you see my Qi Refining Great Perfection." Juexing immediately found another worry.

Shen Suiren ignored him and concentrated on sculpting a human figure and carving a face that looked very similar to Huang Wenzhu. At the same time, he was already complaining about the cabbage and tofu that had never changed in the dining hall of the Big Buddha Temple.

She cleaned the water and told him to work: "Fire."

Jue Xing's fire control technique was perfect, and it didn't take long for the clay sculpture to be fired. He even asked, "Sui Chu, do you think what I just said is correct?"

Just as Shen Suiren was about to speak, he saw the hill behind him silently crack open. "Get out of the way! Jue Xing."

The little monk, who was playing with the flame on his finger, was swallowed up into the hill by a suction force in the blink of an eye. "New Year!"

When she jumped in without hesitation to rescue the person, Huaiji came over, but unfortunately the suction force suddenly turned into thrust, throwing him, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, twenty miles away.

Shen Suiren once calculated that the Nascent Soul could fly at a speed of four to five thousand miles per hour. One breath of a cultivator was five seconds long, so no matter how fast it flew, it could only fly seven to eight miles, and it would take several breaths to fly twenty miles.

So when Huaiji turned around, he condensed a huge palm of spiritual power and split the hill in the air.

The object was split open, but there was no vibration from the formation, and the spiritual sense could not detect any breath of the two juniors. What could be hidden from the eyesight of the Nascent Soul?

He gained nothing, and Lei Dun, who had just arrived at the Big Buddha Temple, once again discovered that Shen Suiren's tracking light spot had disappeared.

This time, Lei Dun can't look for his senior brother again, he must notify his master and uncles.

……

Shen Suiren lost consciousness as soon as she fell into the black hole. When she opened her eyes again, all her spiritual power and consciousness were gone. She was shocked.

The kind that really jumps up.

Fortunately, the innate power in her dantian had not dissipated, and she was still able to jump several feet high.

When she took out the treasure bracelet that did not require spiritual control, she heard a cry of "Ouch".

"Awaken." Shen Suiren relied on his innate night vision ability and flew to the place where the sound came from.

When their eyes met, the other party was horrified: "Suichu, didn't you leave?"

"Cheng Zhishun? Is this still the Demonic Sect?" Shen Suiren was calmer than him, but pretended to be calm.