Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 23: Breaking through the thirteenth level of Qi training, a thousand talismans protect the journey

Behind that tightly closed door, Lin Fan seemed to be cut off from the world, devoting himself completely to the arduous and arduous practice. Time flew by like a fleeting horse, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had quietly passed.

For the past six months, Lin Fan had relied on the powerful medicinal properties of the Qi Gathering Pill to cultivate tirelessly day and night. Every time he swallowed the pill, the surging medicinal power would explode within him, like a surging wave crashing against a dam, violently impacting his meridians and acupoints.

That force seemed to completely reshape his body, causing every inch of his flesh and blood, and every meridian in his body, to endure unprecedented pressure and tempering.

Finally, on a quiet night, a faint aura of spiritual energy enveloped Lin Fan's body. The spiritual energy within him surged like boiling water. His aura rose steadily, and the pores of his body, like hungry beasts, greedily absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy to fuel his spiritual transformation. At this crucial moment, Lin Fan cast aside all distractions and immersed himself completely in the wondrous realm of imminent breakthrough.

His mind was empty, filled only with his persistent pursuit of his cultivation realm and a profound understanding of his own strength. With a slight muffled sound, it was as if an invisible barrier within him shattered, and a powerful and majestic spiritual energy instantly emanated from his body, sweeping across the entire room.

At this time, Lin Fan successfully broke through the thirteenth level of Qi training. His eyes flashed with excitement and confidence, and his aura became more steady and powerful.

The hard training over the past six months not only made Lin Fan's strength achieve a qualitative leap, but also made his state of mind more resolute.

He knew full well that in this cruel world of immortal cultivation, only by constantly strengthening himself could he secure a glimmer of hope in the impending Blood Forbidden Land and seek his own opportunities and fortune. Now, having achieved a breakthrough, Lin Fan was fully prepared to face the unknown challenges.

During the six months of secluded training, Lin Fan not only focused on improving his spiritual power, but also spent most of his time every day and night to carefully craft talismans, skillfully integrating his control over spiritual power with his understanding of runes.

With his increasingly sophisticated skills and persistent efforts, Lin Fan successfully produced fifty or sixty primary and high-level talismans.

The runes on these talismans shimmered with vibrant light, imbued with powerful spiritual energy fluctuations. Each one embodied his painstaking efforts and wisdom. Some possessed powerful offensive power, capable of unleashing astonishing force in an instant; others possessed miraculous defensive abilities, forming an impenetrable shield at critical moments.

At the same time, Lin Fan also produced three to four hundred elementary and intermediate-level talismans. Although these intermediate-level talismans were slightly inferior to high-level talismans in power, they were more numerous and practical.

They can respond to various situations, whether it is to interfere with the enemy, set traps, or provide auxiliary protection in emergencies, they can play an unexpected role.

Lin Fan felt a slight sense of peace as he looked at the mountain of talismans before him. He knew full well how dangerous the Blood Forbidden Land was. There, danger lurked in every corner, threatening his life at any moment.

But with these talismans as self-defense, and his current breakthrough to the thirteenth level of Qi training, as long as he remains vigilant and acts cautiously in the forbidden area, it will surely be enough for him to escape unscathed.

He carefully sorted and organized these talismans, placed them in a special storage bag, and added a few simple restrictions on them to ensure that the spiritual power of the talismans would not dissipate.

Afterwards, Lin Fan took a deep breath, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. He knew that the day when the Blood Forbidden Land would be opened was getting closer and closer, and he was about to embark on a journey full of unknowns and challenges. These talismans would be one of his important means of survival in the dangerous forbidden land.

Lin Fan had been so busy cultivating and crafting talismans lately that he hadn't even bothered to properly organize the storage bags he'd acquired from several cultivators at the Tribulation Cultivation and Ascension Conferences. As the opening of the Blood Forbidden Land drew near, he finally remembered that he still had a lot of unfinished business.

Lin Fan then pulled out several storage bags from his bosom. They varied in style. Some were simple and old, as if bearing the traces of time; others emanated a faint aura, revealing their owners to be extraordinary. Lin Fan took a deep breath, focused his mind, and gently reached out to the bags.

As his mind moved, in an instant, there was a "crash" sound on the ground, and a pile of dazzling items appeared, which was dazzling.

There are various spiritual minerals that emit strange light. They are of different colors, some are crystal clear like clear ice crystals, and some are dazzling like dazzling gems. Each one contains abundant spiritual power and is a resource that cultivators extremely desire when practicing.

There were also numerous strange instruments. Some resembled small bells, which, when gently shaken, emitted a clear, melodious sound imbued with spiritual energy, seemingly possessing unique effects. Others resembled delicate fans, their surfaces painted with mysterious runes, faintly exuding an extraordinary aura. Various rare spiritual herbs were also scattered among them. Some had slender, emerald green leaves, as if carved from jade, and exuded a refreshing medicinal fragrance, clearly perfect for refining high-level elixirs. Others bore vibrantly colored flowers, their stamens shimmering with a spiritual light, as if imbued with endless vitality and spiritual power.

In addition, there are many secret manuals of martial arts piled on the ground. Some of them are bound with ancient animal skins, and the handwriting on them reveals an ancient and mysterious charm, or they are recorded in jade slips emitting faint light. Just by probing with spiritual consciousness, you can know the exquisite content.

Lin Fan looked at the pile of messy but precious items in front of him, and a hint of excitement and anticipation flashed in his eyes. He immediately prepared to calm down, sort them out carefully, and pick out the treasures that would be most useful for his journey to the bloody forbidden land that he was about to enter.

Lin Fan squatted down and scanned the items on the ground one by one, secretly marveling at the rich harvest.

The low-level spirit stones were densely packed together, with as many as five hundred pieces, like a small hill, emitting a faint glow. Each piece contained a certain amount of spiritual power. Although it was not too rare for high-level cultivators, for cultivators like Lin Fan who were in the Qi training stage, it was an indispensable resource for daily practice, refining talismans, etc., which was enough for him not to worry about the consumption of spiritual power for a long time to come.

Looking at the assorted minerals, they were all different shapes and colors. Some had uneven surfaces, yet exuded a strange metallic luster, as if they contained some mysterious power. Others had regular crystalline shapes, as if meticulously carved, reflecting a mystical light and faintly emitting unique spiritual fluctuations.

Although Lin Fan could not be completely sure of the purpose of these ores for the time being, he knew in his heart that in this world of immortal cultivation, the refining of many rare magical instruments and treasures could not be separated from these special mineral materials. If he had the opportunity to meet a master who was good at refining instruments in the future, he might be able to exchange them for a lot of good things.

Various low-level magical instruments were scattered haphazardly on the ground, numerous and varied. Among them were ancient-looking flying swords, their blades inscribed with simple runes. While their power was limited, their lightness and flexibility made them suitable for short-distance flight or for launching unexpected attacks in battle.

There were also various shield artifacts, which, when deployed, could form a faint spiritual energy curtain in front of them, protecting against low-intensity attacks. These low-level artifacts were mostly used by cultivators who had just begun their cultivation journey. Lin Fan had a quick glance at them and had a rough idea of ​​their effectiveness. He figured that if the opportunity arose, he could trade them for resources he needed.

A small pile of talismans formed. Most of these were of elementary, intermediate, or low-level rank, and were used by the cultivators for self-defense or emergency situations. While their individual power wasn't particularly strong, activating multiple talismans simultaneously in battle could create a surprising effect, causing considerable trouble for the enemy.

Lin Fan looked at these talismans with a slight smile on his face. After all, he had quite a bit of experience in making talismans. Even if he didn't use them himself, it would be nice to use them as a reference to improve his own talisman-making skills.

The several high-level magical instruments were undoubtedly the highlights of the pile. One was a longsword emitting a faint blue light, its blade as clear as autumn water. The runes engraved on it were complex and profound, and faint traces of spiritual power flowed through the runes, as if they had intelligence.

When Lin Fan grasped the hilt of the sword, he could feel a powerful spiritual energy flowing through his arm and into his body. It seemed that just a slight infusion of his own spiritual energy could unleash astonishing power. There was also a magical instrument shaped like a compass, its surface covered with dense scales and mysterious symbols. The pointer trembled slightly, as if it could sense subtle changes in the surrounding spiritual energy. It must have unique effects in exploring spiritual veins, finding treasures, or avoiding danger.

Lin Fan's eyes were immediately drawn to the hairpin. He couldn't help but reach out and pick it up, examining it carefully. The hairpin felt soft and smooth to the touch, and its entire body was crystal clear, as if meticulously carved from the world's most precious jade. It exuded a unique, warm texture, as if it had life.

Looking along the body of the hairpin, it is engraved with delicate and complex runes. The runes are densely packed yet arranged in an orderly manner. Each one seems to contain mysterious power, as if telling an ancient and profound story.

In the reflection of the sunlight, there is a faint light flowing in the runes, and the light slowly flows along the hairpin, like a lively stream, adding a bit of mysterious atmosphere to the whole hairpin. It is obvious at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing, but indeed a top-level magical weapon.

Lin Fan gently stroked the hairpin, secretly speculating on its power. He tried to inject a trace of spiritual energy into it. In an instant, the light that had been flowing suddenly became brighter. The hairpin trembled slightly, as if it had gained intelligence, and faintly emitted a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation, as if ready to unleash a fierce attack at any moment.

Lin Fan quickly withdrew his spiritual power, fearing that the hairpin would explode with power uncontrollably and cause trouble in the room.

He couldn't help but show a look of joy, thinking that if he encountered a strong enemy in the blood-colored forbidden land, this hairpin would be suddenly used to catch the opponent off guard. He might even be able to use it to turn the tide of the battle and carve out a way out for himself amidst numerous crises.

Lin Fan carefully put away the hairpin, and felt more confident about the upcoming journey to the Blood Forbidden Land. After all, with such a powerful top-level magic weapon by his side, he would be more confident in dealing with unknown dangers calmly.

(End of this chapter)