Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 106: New disciple enters the valley and begins his journey to immortality

Lin Fan was controlling the magic boat, and the spiritual power in his body was surging and continuously injected into the boat.

In an instant, the spirit boat shone brightly, and it seemed to be surrounded by bright stars, like a dazzling meteor that streaked across the sky, leaving a brilliant trail in the vast sky.

In just half a cup of tea, the spirit boat was hovering steadily in the Yellow Maple Valley.

The valley is filled with spiritual energy, like a layer of soft gauze, covering the lush vegetation all over the mountains.

Magical flowers and rare plants bloomed wantonly, competing with each other in beauty and emitting bursts of rich fragrance.

Disciples came and went in groups of two or three, practicing magic or exchanging their cultivation experiences. It was a lively and joyful scene.

Lin Fan, along with his new disciples, walked steadily towards the main hall.

This hall is solemn and majestic, with flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings. Every detail shows the weight and simplicity accumulated over the years.

The smoke of incense rises up from the hall and lingers between the halls, adding a sense of mystery and solemnity to the atmosphere.

Zhong Lingdao had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Lin Fan step into the hall, he hurried forward and bowed respectfully, his posture upright and his expression full of respect.

Lin Fan's expression was gentle, with a hint of smile in his eyes. He instructed Zhong Lingdao, "Nephew, please help me get an identity token for my new disciple."

"Yes, uncle."

Zhong Lingdao responded decisively, with an expression of even greater respect on his face.

After receiving the order, he turned around quickly and left in a hurry, his back full of competence and efficiency.

Not long after, Zhong Lingdao hurried back with a jade token.

The jade plaque was crystal clear, gleaming with a soft luster under the dim light of the hall. It was engraved with the unique mark of Huangfeng Valley, which was a symbol of inheritance engraved by the ancestors of the valley with supreme spiritual power. At this moment, it was emitting faint fluctuations of spiritual power, as if telling the long history of Huangfeng Valley.

He handed the jade token to Lin Fan with both hands, his movements were somewhat pious. After bowing again, he stepped aside and stood with his hands hanging down.

Lin Fan took the jade token and turned to look at his young disciple beside him. His eyes were filled with love and expectation, and his voice softened unconsciously: "Let's go, young disciple."

"Yes, master."

Qin Xian'er responded crisply, her voice filled with the nervousness and anticipation of someone who had just joined the sect. Her words and actions were full of respect, and she followed Lin Fan carefully, step by step, as he stepped out of the Sect Master's Hall.

In a moment, Lin Fan and his new disciple landed steadily at the entrance of the cave.

The cave is hidden in a shroud of white mist, with exotic flowers and plants growing wildly around it. It is quiet and somewhat mysterious.

These are all illusions created by the exquisite formation outside the cave. Ordinary people cannot get a glimpse of the mysteries unless they know the method.

"come in!"

Lin Fan had a gentle smile on his face. He raised his hand and cast a few spells. Spiritual power flowed through his fingertips, like lively stars.

In an instant, the originally invisible magic circle shone brightly, and the complex runes flickered and jumped like stars in the night sky, interweaving a mysterious and gorgeous picture.

Then the magic circle slowly opened, revealing a passage leading to the interior of the cave.

Lin Fan stepped in first, followed closely by his disciple Qin Xian'er, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement as she kept looking at this place that was about to start a new chapter in her cultivation.

As soon as you step into the cave, rich spiritual energy hits you in the face, as if you are standing beside a spiritual spring, fresh and cool, making you feel refreshed, as if all the pores in your body are cheering, greedily absorbing the essence of the world.

"You can choose any room here and use it as your bedroom and practice room."

Lin Fan looked around, pointed to each room, and spoke patiently, with a hint of elder's concern in his voice.

"Yes, master!"

Qin Xian'er responded crisply, her voice filled with the excitement and awe of someone who had just entered the sect.

Her eyes swept across the rooms, undecided for a moment, her heart full of longing for her future life of cultivation. She seemed to have seen herself practicing hard and making continuous breakthroughs in this world. In that picture, there was sweat, persistence, and the joy of harvest.

Seeing Qin Xian'er standing there, her eyes wandering between the various stone chambers, seemingly at a loss, Lin Fan smiled and said, "Don't you know how to choose? Actually, all the stone chambers are similar. Just pick any one you like."

After that, he took out a few jade bottles from his storage bag, handed them to Qin Xian'er, and continued, "You haven't practiced fasting yet. Here are a few bottles of fasting pills. Take one every seven days."

"Yes, master!"

Qin Xian'er's eyes lit up instantly, and she took the fasting pill with excitement.

She couldn't wait to open one of the jade bottles, and with a gentle pour, a gray pill fell into the palm of her fair hand.

"Is this the Bigu Pill? This is the first time I've seen it."

Qin Xian'er stared at the pill in her hand curiously, her eyes full of novelty.

Although this pill looks unremarkable, it exudes a faint aura, lingering on her fingertips, as if telling of the magical power contained in the pill.

She carefully turned her wrist, observing the faint light reflected by the pill at different angles, feeling the unique charm from the world of immortal cultivation, her heart filled with yearning and curiosity for the way of immortal cultivation.

Lin Fan looked at Qin Xian'er and said gently, "Get some rest today! Tomorrow morning, wait for me in the hall. I have something to tell you."

"Yes, Master." Qin Xian'er responded crisply, her voice still filled with the excitement of entering a new environment.

Lin Fan turned around and walked into his training room with steady steps.

The room was filled with a subtle spiritual energy, and the luminous pearls inlaid on the wall emitted a soft light, making the entire practice room warm and quiet.

He raised his hand slightly, a flash of spiritual power passed by, and a ball of dazzling fire shot out from the spirit beast bag. It was the young fire phoenix.

The fire phoenix flapped its wings, circled in the training room, and chirped clearly, its voice full of joy for freedom.

Lin Fan didn't say anything more. He reached into his storage bag, casually pulled out a handful of colorful pills, and tossed them casually in the direction of the Fire Phoenix. The pills traced arcs in the air, like shooting stars in the night sky. The Fire Phoenix instantly perked up, its small eyes gleaming with excitement. It chirped happily and lunged at the pills.

I saw its pointed little mouth opening and closing quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the pills were swallowed into its stomach.

With each swallow, the flames on the Fire Phoenix's body seemed to grow brighter. Its already lively eyes became even more radiant, and the flames around it jumped more happily, as if celebrating a sumptuous feast.

After feeding the Fire Phoenix, Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the cushion and slowly closed his eyes.

He circulated the spiritual power in his body, and the spiritual energy around him gathered towards him like a surging tide, rushing and flowing in his meridians. A journey of cultivation began. In the quiet training room, only the subtle sound of the surging spiritual power remained, like a silent piece of music, playing the melody of the cultivator's pursuit of the great way.

On the second morning, the first rays of sunlight penetrated the mist and fell upon Yellow Maple Valley. Lin Fan sat early on a stone bench in the hall. On the stone table before him, a cup of "Cui Yun Ling Xiang" tea was steaming. The fragrance of the tea lingered, filling the entire hall, adding a unique touch of charm to the tranquil morning.

After a while, Qin Xian'er walked out of a stone chamber. She walked briskly, and her expression was a bit reserved, as if she had just arrived.

As soon as she saw Lin Fan, she immediately stopped and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Master." After that, she stood aside obediently, waiting for Lin Fan's instructions, her posture straight, her eyes full of respect.

Lin Fan put down the teacup in his hand, looked Qin Xian'er up and down, his eyes filled with gentleness and expectation, and said, "Sit down and have a cup of tea, disciple. I have a task for you to do."

Qin Xian'er sat down as she was told, took the teacup handed to her by Lin Fan with both hands, and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea instantly spread on her tongue, dispelling some of the tension in her heart and gradually calming her mood.

"This mission is scheduled for three years from now, so during this time, you must quickly raise your cultivation to the thirteenth level of the Qi training stage."

Lin Fan looked at Qin Xian'er with a serious expression, his eyes piercing. "Not only that, you also need to learn several spells."

Qin Xian'er listened carefully, nodded continuously, and memorized every word of Lin Fan in her heart. Her eyes were full of determination and concentration, as if she was expressing her determination to Lin Fan.

"Also, for your safety, you will need to frequently visit the Yellow Maple Valley Arena during this period to practice magic with the other disciples."

Lin Fan continued, "Only by honing your skills in actual combat can you truly grasp the essence of magic and improve your strength."

"Yes, Master! I will do my best!" Qin Xian'er stood up, with a determined light flashing in her eyes. Her voice was loud and full of energy. She was full of fighting spirit for the upcoming challenges. In her eyes, there was the courage of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger, and also the expectation for the future path of cultivation.

"Ok!"

Lin Fan nodded slightly, his eyes full of approval.

He was very satisfied with Qin Xian'er's attitude of not asking too many questions and just obeying orders. He secretly thought that this disciple had a kind heart and was a promising talent.

"It just so happens that today, Master needs to refine a few batches of elixirs. You can watch and learn from them."

"Yes, Master." Qin Xian'er responded obediently, her eyes full of desire for knowledge, like a little bird longing to fly, eager to learn more about cultivating immortals.

Lin Fan brought Qin Xian'er into the alchemy room. The room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, which was the smell of time and spiritual power. Various alchemy instruments were placed around, and each one exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The moonstones inlaid on the wall emit a soft glow, illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.

Lin Fan stood in front of the alchemy furnace, raised his hand and patted the storage bag. After a series of crisp collision sounds, a pile of spiritual medicines of various shapes and bright colors appeared before his eyes.

Some of these spiritual medicines shimmer with faint light, some emit unique fragrance, some are fresh and elegant, some are rich and strong. Each one contains rich spiritual energy, as if it is a treasure bestowed by nature to the cultivators.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan's hands danced like a phantom, quickly forming a series of spells.

As the spell was completed, there was a "boom" sound in the furnace and a blazing flame rose.

The flame was dark blue, emitting scorching heat as it jumped, enveloping the entire furnace. It was like a mysterious alchemy furnace, nurturing endless possibilities.

Lin Fan then methodically added the various ingredients. As he did so, he patiently explained, "This spiritual herb, called Green Heart Grass, is one of the key ingredients in the Qi Gathering Pill. It stabilizes spiritual energy, making the pill's effects more pronounced. Be mindful of the timing when adding it; adding it too early or too late will affect the pill's quality."

Qin Xian'er stared at the alchemy furnace intently, her ears pricked up, remembering every word of Lin Fan, afraid of missing any details.

Her eyes were filled with concentration and curiosity, as if she was exploring a whole new world.

After a while, a pleasant "buzzing" sound came from the furnace, indicating that the elixir was about to be refined.

Lin Fan waved his hands again, and a stream of spiritual power hit the alchemy furnace. The lid of the furnace slowly flew up, and round and plump pills emitting soft light flew out and fell into the jade plate beside it.

"This is a Qi Gathering Pill. It can help you quickly cultivate to the thirteenth level of Qi training."

Lin Fan picked up a pill and handed it to Qin Xian'er.

Qin Xian'er took it carefully, her eyes full of amazement and gratitude, as if she was holding the key to the path of cultivation.

The Qi Gathering Pill felt warm to the touch, with traces of spiritual energy flowing on its surface, like a star containing endless energy, flashing a mysterious light in Qin Xian'er's palm.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan started refining other pills.

He was skilled and his movements were smooth and seamless. During the alchemy process, he did not forget to explain to Qin Xianer the characteristics, material ratios and refining points of each type of elixir.

Soon, the fasting pills, qi-training pills, detoxification pills and other pills were also refined one after another.

In the alchemy room, the aroma of various elixirs intertwined together, forming a unique and tempting scent. It was the crystallization of the wisdom and hard work of the cultivators, and it was also a testimony to Lin Fan's careful teaching of Qin Xian'er.

Lin Fan looked at Qin Xian'er, his eyes filled with concern and expectation. He reached into his storage bag again, and after a flash of light, he pulled out two objects emitting a soft aura: a flying sword and a small shield, both high-level magical instruments.

The flying sword has a slender body, and the blade flashes with cold light, as if it contains a sharp sword energy, as if it is ready to cut through the sky at any time; runes flow on the surface of the small shield, emitting a warm luster, giving people a feeling of indestructibility, as if it can withstand all attacks in the world.

He then took out a jade slip and handed it to Qin Xian'er along with the elixir he had just refined. He said, "Take this magic weapon and refine it. It will be useful in future battles. This jade slip contains a detailed map of the Yellow Maple Valley. You're new here and many places are unfamiliar to you. This jade slip will help you avoid some detours."

As he spoke, Lin Fan picked up the jade token and injected a trace of magic power into it. The jade token flashed with light, and a large door slowly opened on the wall of the cave not far away.

He handed the jade token to Qin Xian'er and continued, "And this jade token. Input your magic power into it, and a door will open in the cave."

From now on, you will not only have to improve your cultivation, but also go to the fighting arena to adapt to the fighting.

Qin Xian'er took these items with both hands, her eyes full of emotion and determination, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Yes, Master! I will live up to your expectations." She knew very well that these items were not only aids to her practice, but also her master's earnest expectations for her.

(End of this chapter)