Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 101 Returning Home, Hard Training

The moment he stepped into the territory of Yue, Lin Fan felt his long-tensioned nerves relax instantly, just like a tired bird that had been wandering for a long time finally returning to its nest. Every inch of the air was filled with a familiar and reassuring atmosphere.

From then on, he no longer had to live in constant fear and beware of dangers lurking in the dark.

In an instant, light flashed all over his body, and a lively halo of light flowed and gathered on the surface of his body like a gurgling stream.

However, in the blink of an eye, the slightly immature appearance of the Qi training cultivator disappeared, replaced by his cold and heroic original appearance, with his eyebrows full of calmness and determination after going through hardships.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual power under Lin Fan's feet quickly gathered, and his body suddenly rose high, turning into a dazzling escape light, wrapped in a fierce momentum, and rushed towards the direction of Huangfeng Valley at lightning speed.

Along the way, mountains and rivers rushed past his feet, and the whistling wind sounded in his ears, as if cheering for his return to his homeland.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of Huangfeng Valley, his eyes full of nostalgia for his hometown and eager anticipation for the upcoming reunion. He looked so anxious, as if he could cross thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant and return to that familiar valley as soon as possible.

Several days later, Lin Fan finally arrived at the cave abode in the Yellow Maple Valley. With the surge of spiritual energy, the familiar door slowly opened, and an old yet familiar aura filled him.

He dragged his tired body, and each step he took was extremely heavy, as if all the hardships and fatigue along the way had accumulated at this moment.

After entering the cave, Lin Fan walked straight to the bed and fell down with a plop like a puddle of mud.

His limbs were stretched out casually, his shoes still on his feet, his clothes were covered in dust, but he didn't bother to take care of them at all.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep, and soon, he began to snore.

The snoring sound was sometimes high and sometimes low, as if venting the tension and fatigue during this period.

In his sleep, his brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, as if he was still immersed in those thrilling battles, or perhaps he was recalling the hardships of the journey home.

His lips moved slightly, and he murmured indistinctly, perhaps calling out a familiar name, or perhaps mumbling his desire for a stable life in his sleep.

In the dim cave, there was only his sleeping figure and the intermittent snoring. The whole world seemed to be quiet, accompanying him in immersing himself in this rare rest time.

Three days and three nights passed in a flash, and Lin Fan slowly woke up from his deep sleep, feeling refreshed and full of strength.

He stretched out his body, and his muscles and bones made a crackling sound, as if he was cheering that this rare rest was finally over.

Then, he swiftly got out of bed and walked briskly towards the cave hall.

In the hall, several sound transmission notes lay quietly on the stone table, flickering faintly in the dim light.

Lin Fan walked forward, raised his hand and gently picked up the first sound transmission talisman, injecting spiritual power into it.

In a moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears. It was a concerned greeting from another Jindan stage cultivator from Huangfeng Valley.

Lin Fan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he whispered to himself, "Thank you for your concern."

Then, he checked the other sound transmission notes one by one. Most of them were sent by the sect elders in the foundation-building stage. The content was nothing more than how to deal with some trivial matters of the sect, such as the arrangement of disciples' assessment, the dispute over the distribution of foundation-building pills, and...

Lin Fan listened and nodded slightly, secretly thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Although these affairs were trivial and complicated, they were also filled with the flavor of everyday life, making him truly feel that he had returned to the familiar Huangfeng Valley, and his past life was once again coming upon him.

After checking all the sound transmission talismans, Lin Fan stacked them neatly on the table, took a deep breath, and looked towards the outside of the cave. He decided to let others take care of these things!

Lin Fan knew very well that the road to becoming an immortal was long and every step required careful planning.

At that moment, he carefully planted the spiritual herbs he had collected from all over the world over the years. These spiritual herbs varied in shape, some with strange feather-like leaves, and some with roots that emitted a faint fluorescence. They were all the key to improving his cultivation.

After planting the spiritual medicine, Lin Fan quickly formed seals with his hands, gathering strands of spiritual power in his palms, and then he shouted softly, performing the Spirit Rain Technique.

Instantly, fine spiritual rain fell, each drop imbued with rich spiritual energy, landing precisely on the spiritual medicinal plants. Wherever the spiritual rain nourished, the leaves of the spiritual medicinal plants trembled slightly, as if greedily absorbing nutrients, and bursting into life at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, ripening these spiritual medicines is not a matter of a day or a night. In a short period of time, it is difficult for Lin Fan to obtain elixirs for the Jindan stage to assist in his cultivation.

In this case, he decisively adjusted his direction and planned to devote his energy during this period to formations, weapon refining, and talismans.

In the study of formations, Lin Fan studied the formation books collected from various places day and night, carefully pondering the layout principles and operating rules of each formation.

In the cave, he used spirit stones to set up various simple formations, constantly trying to adjust them, observing the flow and changes of spiritual power, and repeatedly deducing the flaws and ways to improve them.

In terms of refining equipment, Lin Fan took out the fragments of magic weapons seized from the robbers and various precious materials from his storage bag.

He lit the alchemy fire and put the materials into the fire one by one to temper them, precisely controlling the temperature and the injection of spiritual power.

Under the scorching heat, the materials gradually melted and fused. He danced with his hands, using his spiritual power to shape them, trying to forge them into powerful and top-grade magical weapons.

In the making of talismans, Lin Fan chose high-quality talisman paper and spiritual ink, and used spiritual power as a guide to draw the runes on the talisman paper stroke by stroke.

Every time he put pen to paper, he focused his attention, striving for the perfect fusion of rune precision and spiritual power.

During the production process, if he was not careful, the spiritual power would be disordered, making the talisman invalid, but he was not discouraged and tried again and again.

After all, the time for the six demonic sects to invade Yue State is getting closer and closer. Now, it is only about forty to fifty years away.

In this cruel world of cultivating immortals, even if you have entered the Golden Core Stage, you can never rest easy. If you are not careful, you may perish in endless disputes.

Only by constantly improving one's own strength can one find a glimmer of hope for oneself and the State of Yue in the impending catastrophe.

Every seven days, Lin Fan would use the Taiqing Immortal Liquid to ripen the spiritual medicine. Every few years, he would be able to ripen a batch of spiritual medicines. Then Lin Fan would refine these spiritual medicines into ancient spiritual pills. Even if the refining failed occasionally, it didn't matter. There was still the Qiankun Creation Cauldron. These failed spiritual medicines could be placed in the Qiankun Creation Cauldron for cultivation, and they would become normal pills again.

In this quiet immortal cultivation cave, the flow of time seems to follow Lin Fan's unique rhythm.

Every seven days, he would take out the extremely precious Taiqing Immortal Liquid, and with gentle and focused movements, he would drip the liquid onto the carefully cared-for elixir.

This Taiqing Immortal Liquid seems to contain the purest vitality in the world. Once it comes into contact with spiritual medicines, it will stimulate their vigorous growth potential.

The branches and leaves of the spiritual medicine grew and stretched at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally green fruits quickly became plump and matured, and the rich spiritual charm filled the entire cave.

Every few years, a batch of elixirs ripened by Taiqing Immortal Liquid is freshly produced.

For Lin Fan, this is undoubtedly a moment of harvest.

He then threw himself into the intensive work of alchemy, transforming these elixirs that condensed the essence of heaven and earth into ancient elixirs containing powerful spiritual power.

The road to alchemy is full of variables and challenges. Even a skilled alchemist like Lin Fan is bound to make occasional mistakes.

However, he was not at all panicked by this, because he still had a magical weapon that defied all odds—the Qiankun Creation Cauldron.

Whenever he failed in refining, he would put the failed pills into the Qiankun Creation Cauldron.

This Qiankun Creation Cauldron is indeed an innate spiritual treasure. Once the failed elixir is put into it, it immediately starts to activate its mysterious power.

Under the nourishment and tempering of the spiritual power in the cauldron, they are constantly reorganized and transformed. The originally incomplete medicinal power gradually condenses, and the lost spirituality returns again.

After being cultivated in the Qiankun Creation Cauldron, these once failed elixirs will magically turn into normal elixirs of high quality, lying quietly in the cauldron, waiting to realize their maximum value.

(End of this chapter)