Symbiotic panel, I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

Chapter 224 The Spirit Turtle's Daoist Sound Returns to its Cave

Of course it is possible.

Li Ye glanced at the growing body just now and was quite certain that this method took everything into account, including everything that should be included.

Moreover, after they grow up, the descendants of this Wen family should also possess special abilities.

Just like in some strange tales and legends, the offspring born from the union of spirits and humans possess special supernatural powers.

If he puts in the effort, he could even become a family all by himself.

This ability is truly terrifying.

One person can start a family.

Li Ye suddenly thought of his special characteristics and the experiments of the Hell Path. If those people in the Hell Path discovered his existence, they would probably do anything to seize him.

Perhaps it could be used as bait?

"..."

He shook his head as soon as the thought crossed his mind.

It might be feasible, but he would only do so if he could ensure that this fellow Daoist Wen would not be harmed in any way. Otherwise, wouldn't he also become a villain who disregards human life?
This is not outdated thinking, but a bottom line.

There was never any concept of "sacrificing oneself to protect the people" in his mind. He was confident and capable of doing everything perfectly. Sacrifice was simply a matter of not having the ability.

"It will take about twelve more years."

"I will come to see you again when you are truly able to leave."

"Tell the fox what you need."

Li Ye gave a few final instructions and then turned to leave.

After seeing Li Ye off, the white fox immediately lay obediently near the coffin, watching over it closely.

Every now and then I have to ask:
"Sir, is there anything you need?"

"I have many interesting books here, and I can also tell you stories... By the way, I am a fox, so how about I tell you a story that our fox clan and the scholar had to tell?"

"I don't know why, but those scholars seem to like writing about us fox spirits and our love affairs... Sigh, today's story is about that ungrateful scholar who abandoned my fox spirit after passing the imperial examinations."

It began to tell its story at length.

As a spirit created by a great master of Confucian painting, this guy knows a lot of strange tales even from what he hears and sees, and can tell them non-stop without repeating a single one.

Wen Daoyou's soul was tucked inside his body. He had long been accustomed to the stories the white fox had told him over the past twelve years, listening with great interest and even a touch of fascination.

He suddenly felt...

This fox is truly virtuous, beautiful, and clever...

Just like those fox spirits in the stories...

……

In the field of the Transcending Tribulation Immortal Lotus.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared and then subsided in the space created by Dongze Shuiling.

Master Yunming emerged from the lingering thunder and mist, carrying the Bagua Turtle, and gently exhaled, gazing at Li Ye in the distance.

He waved enthusiastically: "Fellow Daoist Li, it's been a long time!"

This fellow Daoist Li is truly a prodigy!

Over the past twelve years, he has experienced many tribulations of lightning, which are really no different from the original tribulations of lightning. For him, it can be described as a transformative experience.

"Ah."

Li Ye nodded slightly in response, then turned his gaze to the Bagua tortoise in his arms, where the three yin lines representing the earth trigram had completely dimmed.

This incidates that……

Master Yunming looked down at the Eight Trigrams Spirit Turtle and laughed heartily:
"We have been able to decipher a part of the Dao sound."

"Fellow Daoist, you've come at just the right time. Please lend me a wisp of your magic power."

Li Ye was also very curious to see what this sound was.

So he handed a bit of spiritual power to True Person Yunming, who then directly injected that wisp of spiritual power into the Kun trigram of the tortoise shell.

At this moment.

A bright, radiant light of spiritual energy shone forth.

A very steady male voice came from inside:
"Therefore, the wise man's way of nourishing life is to follow the four seasons and adapt to the cold and heat, and to live peacefully in harmony with joy and anger."

"The three months of spring are called the time of germination, when heaven and earth give birth to life and all things flourish."

"..."

The voice entered Li Ye's consciousness directly, stirring up a monstrous wave, as if a powerful being from ancient times was truly imparting knowledge to him.

Like a grand and majestic bell.

It penetrates directly into the soul.

The true meaning of the Daoist arts quickly formed a layer of azure light on his body, a vibrant azure light. His steps were light as if he were walking on a spring breeze, and his fingertips gently brushed against something, even stirring up a wisp of spring breeze!
Those two short sentences left him completely stunned.

inherited!

This is a tradition of preserving health and longevity in the spring of the four seasons.

Although he only recited those two sentences, the Daoist sound contained within them directly passed on the inheritance to him. This is a magical power that only this kind of Daoist sound can create!
but.

Isn't this the "Treatise on Regulating the Spirit with the Four Qi" from the Suwen chapter of the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic?
and many more.

Is it not farm tools inside, but the sound of preaching the Dharma of the "Huangdi Neijing"?
Why are we still missing three articles about summer, autumn, and winter?
The feeling of being suddenly stopped at the crucial moment almost made him explode. Even with his composure, he felt an urge to scratch his head and cheeks. It took him a long time to calm down.

“There are definitely more.”

"This is just the breaking of a seal, yet it already contains the Dao sound of spring."

"If all of them are untied..."

Is there a complete treatise on regulating the spirit according to the four elements?
The light from the spirit turtle slowly faded.

Master Yunming was startled when he saw Li Ye's somewhat "ferocious" face. He immediately took the weak spirit turtle into his arms.

—I've heard stories of people who weren't satisfied with the experience trying to take the spirit turtle, only to accidentally kill it.

After embracing the spirit turtle, he shouted:

"Fellow Daoist Li!"

"Master Lingye! Calm down!"

Li Ye glanced at Master Yunming with a puzzled look. The other man was currently holding the spirit turtle, looking terrified.

He immediately understood and said in a very friendly manner:

"what happened?"

Are you worried that I'm emotionally unstable?

"You're overthinking it. The Daoist chants inside are indeed helpful to me, but not enough to drive me crazy."

"By the way, when exactly will you be able to completely break the seal on this tortoise shell?"

How can you say you're not in a hurry?
Master Yunming resisted rolling his eyes, carefully put the spirit turtle away, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "It will probably take another twelve years to break the next seal. If there are no unexpected events, it will take twelve years to break one seal."

Twelve years.

This is taking far too long.

Li Ye knew things couldn't be rushed, but he was really anxious.

A continuous Dao sound would definitely be much more effective for him than a single Dao sound.

Time.

He does have some ideas about timing.

By combining the power of bronze with his control over the world, he should be able to accelerate the flow of time within that world. However, this presents a problem: his control and development of the world would need to reach a certain threshold.

In other words, he still needs to obtain the jade that can make the world a better place as soon as possible.

It seems I need to return to the sect as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he calmly said to Master Yunming:

"I will return to the sect."

"My third senior brother will be leading you here in the coming days. I look forward to you solving the mystery as soon as possible."

"Farewell."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the void.

The remaining Master Yunming curled his lips: "It seems to be a truly extraordinary inheritance. Master Lingye must have gone back to find a solution. But that's fine too, so I can unseal the divination symbol sooner."

...They just left without warning.

After making his decision, Li Ye went directly to Dongcang Market and, with the help of the teleportation array, quickly returned to his sect and his cave dwelling.

As soon as they entered the cave.

The air was filled with an extremely rich spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy accumulated by the spirit beasts and plants, after being transformed by the Spirit Vine, has formed spiritual liquid, which piles up at the exit of the teleportation array. As soon as Li Ye appeared, it directly surrounded him and actively burrowed into his body.

"Owner!"

"Welcome back!"

Lingji Teng's enthusiastic voice rang out on his shoulder.

During this period, this creature had clearly turned the cave into its "nest," and could easily traverse the space and appear from anywhere.

"Ah."

"It's been a long time. You've taken good care of your cave dwelling."

Li Ye strolled slowly.

The lake-like spiritual liquid flowed into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, and the lingering moisture refracted into magnificent rainbows under the sunlight, making him appear like an immortal or a god.

he came.

The cave suddenly came alive—

The beavers were the first to arrive.

Then there's the bamboo ant that created a mobile palace.

Then came a swarm of deer, dragons, and fish...

They surrounded the plum leaves in three concentric circles at the center.

Their eyes were all sparkling.

It looked like she was about to cry.

"...You guys."

"This is only a little over ten years, which is just the time it takes for you to take a nap."

"Why are you still acting like a child?"

Li Ye said that, but still patted their big heads all the same.

This resulted in a full hour passing after the touch was finished. If I raise more spirit beasts in the future, this time will probably continue to increase.

After he had finished touching everything, he was finally able to return to his own yard and lie down on the deck chair. A beaver immediately pushed aside its brother, with whom it usually shared food and spiritual energy, and came to Li Ye.

Then it leaped.

"Whoo~~~"

He let out a long breath.

Her body slumped against Li Ye like a raccoon cake.

Before falling asleep, it did not forget to hand the jade slip given to it by Master Baishi to Li Ye.

"what is this?"

"grumble……"

The beaver was already fast asleep.

"..." Li Ye helplessly pressed the jade slip to his forehead, his expression gradually changing from curiosity to confusion, and then to some surprise.

Uncle-Master Bai Shi actually wanted to take these five beavers as his last disciples!

Oh no.

Inside, Uncle Baishi referred to this as a "locked-door disciple"—because he had already taken in a rather talented disciple before this.

After closing the door, it should naturally be locked.

This makes sense.

But since this was Li Ye's spirit beast, he specifically asked Li Ye for his opinion. If Li Ye was willing, he would like to officially register it in the sect's Heavenly Cloud Palace, with the gods as witnesses.

"The disciple who locked the gate."

If they recruit more disciples later, will they have to dismantle the sect and then the cycle can start again?
Li Ye removed the jade slip, reached out and poked the beaver's soft belly, and said softly, "Your talents are so good that even Uncle Bai Shi locked the door."

The only response he received was the beaver gently tugging its paw at his finger before continuing its deep sleep.

"Ugh."

Li Ye's expression softened, and she stopped moving her fingers, letting the dog hug her fingers and fall into a deep sleep.

What else can we do?

He really liked these little guys who had been with him since a very young age, so he naturally had to prepare a proper apprenticeship ceremony for them.

And it has to be unconventional.

Ideally, it should be unique.

His divine sense instantly scanned the entire cave, searching for any valuable treasures he could offer, and then he became somewhat conflicted.

It's not that there's too little stuff, it's that there's too much.

Any one of the exquisite items produced in his cave could be considered a treasure, and it would be a unique treasure, one of a kind in this world.

Gourd? Honey? Tea leaves?

After scanning the area, he finally fixed his gaze on the sacred land that was forever shrouded in moonlight, a place where snowflakes would always fall and which exuded the power of Yin.

Uncle-Master Bai Shi is a weapon refiner.

How about we give him a few sparks?

The seed of the Moonlit Spirit Fire should be considered a unique treasure, right?
As he was pondering, Lingji Teng's solicitous voice rang out.

Are you going over there?

"I'll take you there!"

The surrounding space distorted slightly.

The next moment, Li Ye's recliner appeared directly in the thick snow, which was two or three people high. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would probably have been buried in the snow and be at a loss.

"Swish, swish."

Startled, the nearby pine tree shed large clumps of snowflakes, which Li Ye blocked with a hand.

"Ugh."

"Could you please pay more attention to your surroundings next time?"

"Feel sorry."

Lingji Teng's apologetic voice rang out.

Li Ye's recliner was enveloped in spiritual energy and lifted away from the thick snow. He protected the beaver with one hand and sat up to look into the distance.

In the distance, patches of silver moon grass were planted on the snow. Among the silver moon grass, many flint crystal insects were wriggling, their warm bodies comfortably cooling down on the snow.

The melting snow made a "sizzling" sound, and wisps of mist rose from the water.

The swirling mist condenses into ice fog, reflecting the moonlight and illuminating the entire land in a dreamlike, otherworldly way.

"Ok?"

"they."

Li Ye suddenly sensed something.

He left the recliner almost hastily, put the beaver in his pocket, and went to the original five silver moon grass plants.

Look down.

However, all he could see were the golden-red seedlings standing quietly in the snow beneath the silver moon grass.

Just now, this place was shrouded in a power that even his divine sense couldn't detect. He only realized it now that he was actually here.

The first thing that gave him his first pot of gold was the flint crystal insect.

They have begun to evolve, or rather, to transform, pouring their life and all their vitality into the roots and stems of the seedlings.

Two of them have already lost all their vitality.

The other three aren't in very good condition either.

They are about to die.

(End of this chapter)