Cultivation begins with planting techniques

Chapter 198: Bihu Sanren
Yasukuni Shrine, Qiandao Lake.

The vast blue waves are boundless, and it seems as if there is an inland ocean. There are scattered islands of various sizes, each with its own unique spiritual characteristics.

Many monks have taken root here, managed the island and used it for their practice.

Among them, the island is the most vast and the place where spiritual energy gathers the most densely and purely, there is a huge city built on the island.

This city is extremely magnificent, with countless monks coming and going, making it look like a thousand islands paying homage to their master.

This is the Jingguo Jindan force, and it is also the only Thousand Island Water City among the four countries that belongs to a loose cultivator organization!

In the center of this huge city, there is a small lake connected to the external water veins, and the large formation is connected by a series of blue water streams.

In the lake, dragon carps with dark scales gather in groups, creating waves of water.

If you are lucky, you may even be able to see a glimpse of a third-level black dragon while it swims and hear its long dragon roar.

There is also a small island in the center of the lake, which gathers the most essence of spiritual energy here.

There is a pavilion on the island close to the lake, where you can have a panoramic view of the water city.

The old man, who looked very old but whose dignity was not concealed at all, leaned casually on the chair, gazing calmly at the lake that he had been looking at for hundreds of years, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He is the founder of this Thousand Islands Water City, the Golden Core Ancestor Bihu Sanren!

Next to him, there was a middle-aged monk with gray-black hair and beard, waiting respectfully.

The old man said nothing and just stood there.

half an hour.

The old man seemed to have finally pulled himself out of the waves of the lake. He turned around to look at the middle-aged monk beside him and said in a dry voice:
"Are those old guys moving?"

The middle-aged monk bowed respectfully.
“Master…”

"Master Zixuan, in charge of the sect's formation, fought hard against the sudden attacking Jindan demon, barely repelling it. He is now firmly entrenched in the mountains and making no other moves."

"Taoist Feiyu was once attacked by a Jindan demon, but no one knew the details. The news only leaked out after he returned to the sect, and he has been in seclusion ever since."

"As for the one from Jiuding Valley..."

Before he could finish, the majestic old man snorted coldly and said disdainfully:
"Hmph! There's no need to mention the fake pills he refined from demon pills! With his limited cultivation skills, the only way he can maintain the foundation of Jiuding Valley is by relying on the limited lifespans of us. I have no intention of wasting my time with him. Why should I..."

"If he were to take the risk of exploring the lava underground palace, I'm afraid he wouldn't be strong enough to kill the golden elixir fire beasts in it!"

"At most, we can send some disciples to explore on his behalf and risk their lives!"

After a few sarcastic remarks, the old man seemed to lose interest and sighed softly.
"Over a year has passed, and now none of the three of them have made any movement. I think the turmoil in the lava palace should have calmed down..."

"I don't have much time left, it's time to make one last stand!"

As a Jindan cultivator, Bihu Sanren's vision is naturally much higher than that of the foundation-building cultivators in the outside world.

After asking the disciple who barely escaped from the mouth of a third-level fire beast about his many experiences in the lava palace, he could basically conclude that most of them came from the relics of the ancient Huashen Sect.

He also crossed the Myriad Beasts Mountains and traveled to the other side of the country where resources and spiritual veins were more abundant.

Although he was beaten somewhat later, he simply returned to Jingguo and never left.

The lands of these four countries are indeed rather barren, and the spiritual objects useful for the golden elixir he has collected in his hundreds of years of life are also quite few.

But at least there were no unreasonable cultivators. Even some foundation-building cultivators with amazing skills could defeat him and almost take his life.

Although this travel experience was somewhat difficult to recall, it still made him more or less superior to other Jindan in terms of experience.

He had seen with his own eyes what the scale and configuration of a Nascent Soul Sect should be like, so he had a rough idea of it.

In an ordinary Yuanying sect, the number of golden elixirs within the sect is at most a handful, and the fourth level of the sect's formation is of course the standard configuration.

But in the lava underground palace, there are two or even more third-level fire beasts, and the remaining formations still retain the power of third and fourth levels even when they are in chaos... and there are almost no related traces left. This must be an ancient force from at least ten thousand years ago!
After so many years of wasting time, they are still able to maintain such a foundation. This is definitely not something that the Yuanying Sect can do!

Although such relics are extremely risky, there is a chance that some ancient elixirs or spiritual objects may be left behind.

Whether it is to extend his life directly or to enable him to further improve his cultivation, it can allow him to live more years!

As for the risks... I don't have much time left anyway, only two years left, so why should I be afraid of taking a chance?

"Master..."

The middle-aged monk was moved, but did not say much.

Bihu Sanren looked at his disciple and couldn't help but sigh, "Thank you for your hard work over the years. I've already given you everything else... If it weren't for the rarity of Jindan spiritual objects, I really wouldn't have the confidence to enter the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range and kill a third-level monster to obtain the elixir..."

"Otherwise, I will help you try to form a pill..."

The middle-aged monk immediately bowed down, "Master has done his best in this matter, it is us disciples who are useless!"

"That's it!"

Bihu Sanren waved his hand.
"I won't be taking Dahei with me... If this trip goes smoothly, everyone will be happy. If I fail in the lava underground palace, we still have Dahei to support the Thousand Islands Water City..."

"You must serve me well. If there is any opportunity to achieve a Jindan, please ask Dahei to help me... If we can produce one more Jindan, we can ensure that we will always be the strongest among the four nations and we will not have to worry about others coveting us!"

Although if we can bring this third-level spirit pet with us to the lava underground palace, our chances of winning will be much greater.

However, Bihu Sanren has been running the Thousand Islands Water City for many years and has many disciples, so he has developed a deep affection for the city.

As a demon beast, the black dragon's lifespan is much longer than that of human cultivators. With it as an inherited spiritual beast, it is enough to ensure that the Thousand Islands Water City will not be lost in these four countries.

But if he were taken away, once they were trapped in the lava palace together with him, Qiandao Water City would no longer have any support, and I am afraid that his disciples would no longer be able to maintain the foundation.

Faced with this situation, Bihu Sanren finally chose to leave this backup plan for his disciples.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surface of the lake rippled, as if half of a ferocious dragon's head appeared above the water, and then sank back down after a moment.

"Disciple will definitely keep this in mind!"

Feeling the black dragon's gaze, the middle-aged cultivator trembled slightly and answered solemnly.

…………

Redland Mountains.

A black-blue light sped all the way and flew to the outside of a subterranean fire passage, revealing the figure of Bihu Sanren.

However, it seemed as if no one noticed him along the way and he did not attract any attention at all.

He swept his spiritual sense over the layout of the formation, confirmed its effectiveness, and raised his hand to quietly grasp a token.

"Li Ye is a good talent, but unfortunately he's not from our city and can't be trusted. Otherwise, with his attainments in formation, he might be able to help Water City gain some more self-defense..."

Bihu Sanren looked at the token and shook his head with a little regret.

But he did not stop, but used the token to open the formation channel and went deep into it.

He didn't have much time left to live, so he came here for the Lava Palace. He had already known about Li Ye from his disciples.

Seeing that he had closed the mountain gate and was completely laissez-faire to the outside world this time, he had no intention of looking for him to ask, so as to avoid any news leaking out.

But after he entered, some inconspicuous arrangements here were triggered.

A cry of surprise was heard on Pingyang Mountain.

(End of this chapter)