Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 182, Section 210: Spirit Field and Purple Mansion, Starry Brew of Spirit (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets: 3838)

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days later.

The Linglang Cave Heaven is a space filled with spiritual mist and adorned with spiritual flowers.

Having taken a batch of resources from Xuanxiao Cave Heaven, Zhao Wuji decisively abandoned his fierce and conspicuous identity as Tiannan Ancestor and returned to Linlang Cave Heaven, enjoying the carefree cultivation life of a carefree little cave master.

With over a thousand source crystals and four ancient spirit stones newly harvested from the Xuanxiao Cave Heaven as resources for development.

The space of the pot-shaped sky expanded by several feet in just over ten days.

Now, the space has reached a radius of fifty-five zhang and is full of vitality.

Who would have thought that the "Tiannan Ancestor," who was still intimidating Golden Core cultivators outside the Xuanxiao Cave Heaven just over ten days ago, is now lying in his own "garden," planting flowers, raising insects, brewing wine, and playing with birds.

"Ah, the Purple Palace shines brightly!"

Zhao Wuji squinted, sensing the gentle spiritual energy flowing within the space.

The spiritual energy that ascended to the pinnacle of purple light after drinking attracted surrounding spiritual energy to flock to it, making it very comfortable.

Outside the attic, the young apprentice Xiaoyue transplanted the carefully planted flowers and plants into the spiritual field within the space.

Nourished by abundant spiritual energy, the spiritual plant's branches and leaves unfurled, exuding a fragrant aroma.

The little girl was bending over, digging a wine cellar out of the sacred soil.

She carefully slid the nectar secreted by the yeast into the celadon wine jar using a jade spoon.

Then they sealed it with mud and buried it, their movements meticulous and conscientious.

The myna bird, Xiong Ba, flapped its wings and circled in the space.

Sometimes it would land on Zhao Wuji's shoulder and chatter incessantly, and sometimes it would peck at the newly formed vermilion fruits on the edge of the spirit field, causing Xiao Yue to chase after it and scold it.

Zhao Wuji sat in a pavilion he had built, drinking Renbao wine and smiling as he watched the two girls busy outside, feeling quite content.

"These resources are hard-won; they're enough for me to cultivate to the late stage of the Spirit Condensation realm, as for the Perfection realm and the Golden Core realm."

Zhao Wuji shook his head with a sigh, saying that he would have to wait until he obtained the third-level spiritual vein of the Seven Clouds Sect three years later before considering it.

Currently, he has hidden the Pot Heaven Space deep in the clouds and mist behind Cold Moon Peak.

The outer layer of illusion array is like gauze, disguising the fifty-five-zhang blessed land as an ordinary medicine valley.

So much so that when he brought Xiaoyue here, the young medicine boy was so surprised he couldn't close his mouth.

Only then did I realize that the adults had somehow managed to create another medicine valley.

"My lord, this Ice Heart Orchid is about to bloom!"

Xiao Yue squatted by the spirit field, her fingers lightly touching the spiritual dew that had condensed on the petals, and turned around happily.

Then, noticing the swarm of spirit-eating insects churning in the blood pool in the corner, he shrank back and whispered, "Those are the insects that keep eyeing the roots of the spirit plants..."

Zhao Wuji chuckled and raised his hand to place a restriction on the edge of the blood pool: "Don't worry, they can't gnaw on the spiritual soil nearby where the Xuanbing Array is set up, so they can't get out."

As he spoke, he took out a jade bottle from his bosom and poured out a few drops of diluted Golden Goblet Treasure Wine Elixir.

In the blink of an eye, the wine turned into a mist that drifted over and watered the flower roots.

This is the essence he extracted from the fungus, and it can be considered a herbal wine.

After medical research, this diluted wine has been shown to have remarkable effects on cultivating certain spiritual plants.

At this moment, Bingxinlan, having absorbed the wine mist, suddenly emitted a shimmering blue halo, causing Xiongba to tilt his head and scrutinize her.

Zhao Wuji put away the medicine bottle and took out "Miscellaneous Refining Techniques" to continue reading.

He then took out some spiritual materials he had collected from several major grotto-heavens from his storage bag and began to try to refine some ordinary magical artifacts.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's ruined.

You can eat it yourself and refine it using the ingestion technique, or feed it to the Gu worms you cultivate as food.

In the Dharma-ending Age, everything should be used to its fullest potential.

Crafting more of these magical artifacts by hand would be more beneficial for him in deciphering the final Earthly Fiend Technique within the second Yang Pearl.

At this very moment, within his sea of ​​consciousness.

The two Yang marrows inside the second Yang Pearl have now been completely collected.

The only deficiency is that the yang energy is still more than two thousand units short, so it is not yet complete.

"With over two thousand yang energies, and with the yang energies provided daily by the blood pool in the Pot Heaven Space, plus the yang energies I draw in from the rising sun every day, even if it consumes some source crystals, I can quickly reach perfection."

Zhao Wuji was not in a hurry.

A dozen days ago, after he collected the necessary resources from Xuanxiao Cave Heaven, he went to the capital of Yun Kingdom again.

They extracted the only Yang marrow from the dragon vein of the Yun Kingdom and absorbed more than seven thousand strands of Yang energy.

However, the dragon vein of the Yun Kingdom had already been largely devoured by the Xuanxiao Cave Heaven, making it far inferior to the Xuan Kingdom in terms of resources.

Zhao Wuji only took the one Yang marrow and absorbed more than seven thousand strands of Yang energy, causing the entire dragon vein to tremble as if in mourning.

He immediately stopped while he was ahead and left.

It wasn't that they were afraid of Xia Guang Zhenren pushing them too far and having them fly from Huaihai Yizhou to fight to the death.

Instead, the more he understands this world and the more he comes into contact with the faintly emerging rules of the Heavenly Dao, the more he realizes the existence of such ethereal 'things' as cause and effect and karma.

Whether it is the Heavenly Tribulation that exists within the sea of ​​consciousness.

He still communicated clearly with Xinghe Daoren about the rise and fall of spiritual energy tides in various dynasties.

All of this gradually made him feel that there seemed to be some kind of 'regular' cyclical law of nature in this world.

"Depletion and prosperity, rise and fall and reincarnation, dragon energy and spiritual energy."

Zhao Wuji's eyes reflected the sky outside the Pot Heaven space. "Perhaps the rise and fall of past dynasties subtly coincided with the fluctuations of spiritual energy?"

Just like nowadays, whether it's a grotto-heaven or a powerful immortal-cultivating clan like the Wang family, they are all forcibly using dragon energy to delay the depletion of spiritual veins.

These actions, while seemingly reasonable, are in fact defying the natural order.

It seems to be forcibly disrupting a reasonable cycle, and the future results may not be positive.

"The way of man is to take from the deficient and give to the abundant. Perhaps the dragon's energy is poisonous? Or perhaps the dragon's energy originates from the earth's veins. To deplete the dragon's energy to prolong the spiritual veins that should be exhausted is to interfere with the laws of nature."

Zhao Wuji held his wine cup, pondering deeply, "Take things from one place to patch another, like cutting flesh to heal a wound. Such interference with the laws of nature may attract karmic retribution and calamity in the future."

However, although he vaguely sensed the principle of the cycle of heaven, the yang marrow required for the yang pearl was like cinnabar in his heart.

Ultimately, they could not overcome the cultivator's instinctive greed and anger.

He drank the last drop of wine with a self-deprecating laugh: "That's human nature—knowing it's impossible, yet still doing it."

Because of the uncertainty, we take a chance.

However, from the perspective of survival and development, this is understandable.

He now understands the importance of leaving room for maneuver and will not exhaust his resources.

He strolled to the northwest corner and saw the little girl tiptoeing as she buried a wine jar in the sacred soil.

He once obtained the "Starry Night Wine Recipe" from Senior Sister Mao Zizhen of the Spiritual Material Hall, as well as the "Drunken Immortal" wine recipe contributed by Old Man Hu of the Sutra Repository.

Now, with Xiaoya's help, it can start to play a role.

In particular, the "Starry Night Wine Recipe" requires ingredients from different beasts or spirits to be used in the brewing process.

When burying the altar, it is even more important to subtly align it with the positions of the stars in the heavens and arrange it into a formation.

Over the years, the wine has absorbed the power of the stars and constellations, thus becoming Star Spirit Wine, such as Azure Dragon Wine and White Tiger Wine, which possess different miraculous effects.

Now, Zhao Wuji not only has mastered the art of array formation, but his guiding technique can also draw upon the power of the stars.

However, it has already created an excellent brewing environment for this kind of star-shaped wine.

Perhaps burying the wine in a jar for a year is equivalent to brewing this wine for a hundred years by an ordinary person.

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze falling on the wine jar that Xiao Ya had just buried, and he nodded slightly in approval.

"Sir, do you think this location is suitable?"

Xiao Ya wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Pointing to the wine jars arranged according to the star map on the ground, the little girl with wheat-colored skin looked up and asked timidly.

Zhao Wuji scanned it with his divine sense.

The twenty-eight wine jars were arranged in the four cardinal directions, with the jars decorated with celestial patterns outlined in cinnabar, subtly corresponding to the number of stars in the celestial sphere.

"good."

He lightly tapped his fingertip, and a wisp of guiding spiritual energy flowed into the ground.

Instantly, it drew upon the power of the stars outside the Heavenly Pot Space.

The night sky seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, with streaks of starlight falling like silver threads, passing through space and disappearing into the wine jar.

The patterns on the jar gradually lit up, gleaming with a cool glow under the moonlight.

"Starry Night Wine needs to be buried in jars for a hundred days to begin its initial fermentation, however..."

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji had a thought and remembered the method recorded in the "Starry Night Wine Recipe". If the essence blood of a demon beast is used as a catalyst, the brewing cycle can be greatly shortened.

He patted his storage bag and took out a huge block of ice radiating cold air.

The ice mound contained the remains of the "Azure-Eyed Python," a fourth-level Qi-cultivation demonic beast brought back from the Xuanxiao Cave Heaven.

This python corpse was actually contributed by a disciple who returned to Xuanxiao Cave Heaven from the secret realm last time.

Although it had been dead for a long time, the ferocious blood energy of the Qi-attracting demon beast still lingered between its scales.

"Martial arts immortals need to temper their bodies with the blood of demon beasts. If the demon blood is mixed into the Starry Night Wine, its effect on cultivation may be even better."

A glint of light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

With a flick of his sleeve, he shattered the solid ice in an instant.

The instant when hand seals are made to perform guiding techniques.

A large amount of demonic beast blood immediately gushed out from the python's corpse.

The essence blood floated in mid-air, and a phantom image of a python appeared on its surface, emitting a hissing shriek!

"go with!"

With a flick of his sword, his essence blood split into twenty-eight clumps, which precisely fell into each jar of wine.

"Gudududu!"

The wine instantly boiled, and scarlet mist spewed from the mouth of the jar, condensing into miniature python shadows in the air, flicking their tongues, only to be shredded by starlight.

Xiao Ya was so frightened that she took two steps back, only to see Zhao Wuji suddenly press his fingers together on her forehead.

"Remember this set of hand gestures."

A beam of azure light entered her sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into the secret finger technique for controlling demon blood from the "Starry Night Wine Recipe".

“Every day at midnight, strike one blow in each of the directions of Mao and You. This will help balance the evil energy in the wine and also help you condense your spiritual energy.”

"Yes Yes!"

The little girl gestured frantically.

Upon discovering that the star pattern on the wine jar flickered with her clumsy finger movements, she widened her eyes in surprise.

Zhao Wuji nodded to himself.

Although this girl's spiritual talent is ordinary, her comprehension is quite good, and she is more diligent than Xiaoyue.

Having cultivated within the Linglang Cave for over ten days, I have already gained some spiritual awareness.

Moreover, being from the Yelang Kingdom, he certainly had a talent for the art of drinking.

If they can be trained, they may become valuable assistants in the future, specializing in winemaking.

His divine sense swept over the trembling wine jar, and he sensed that the demon blood was being continuously purified by the power of the stars.

The originally violent blood energy, under the harmonization of stellar power, gradually transformed into a long and mellow spiritual charm.

"interesting."

Zhao Wuji continued to channel more stellar power into the wine jar.

Each of the twenty-eight wine jars gleamed like a star, forming a dazzling star map above the wine cellar.

Each jar of spirit wine corresponds to a specific star official, breathing in and out starlight.

Following this trend, within seven days at most, this batch of "Xuanmang Xingxiu Wine" will achieve the effect of being buried in jars for three years using ordinary methods.

more importantly.

He introspectively observed the blood-red energy flowing along his spine.

Since breaking through to the eighth level of Blood Fiend, his martial arts cultivation has progressed slowly.

But if this Demon Blood Star Wine truly possesses both the blood essence of demonic beasts and the body-tempering effects of star power...
"Add fuel to the fire."

His eyes flashed, and he simply summoned the Xuanxing Cloud Pattern Bowl and the Star and Moon Spirit-Guiding Spoon.

A drop of true dew spilled from the spoon and fell into the wine jar in the center, positioned on the Azure Dragon throne, instantly stirring up a dragon-shaped blood-red light.

"Only the true dew of the three lights can be made into true wine."

If this wine is successfully made, drinking it will grant one extraordinary body-tempering effects far exceeding those of ordinary star wine.

A night breeze swept by, and the star patterns on the wine jar gradually faded.

Suddenly, the communication jade talisman at her waist trembled slightly.

Nan Zhixia's voice came: "Wuji, a cultivator from the sect who was out gathering information has sent back news that there is a battle between Nascent Soul Realm experts in Yougu Abyss outside the border of Xuan Kingdom... He saw a cultivator wearing black armor, and I suspect he is from the Xuanming Dynasty."

"Oh?"

Zhao Wuji's heart stirred, recalling the Xuanjia puppet's earlier reminder of Wang Zheng's return.

He was wondering why so much time had passed and Wang Zheng had not yet come to Xuan Kingdom.

It now seems that the Wang family may have found Zhang Sichen's hiding place in Youguyuan through other means.

“I deliberately returned to my true identity and stopped using the identity of the Tiannan Patriarch to cause trouble outside, in order to avoid being bothered by Wang Zheng. Unexpectedly, he has already found Zhang Sichen. That’s good.”

Zhao Wuji sent a message to Nan Zhixia to keep a close eye on the situation.

He then took out two more long-dimmed communication jade talismans and shook his head slightly.

The Peak Master and Senior Uncle Yan haven't been in contact for a long time.

Even the Xuanxiao Cave Heaven couldn't find much information about the Wang family's Hua clan inside.

Even the Xuanjia puppets he once controlled were all marginal figures in the Wang family.

Belonging to the Xuanming Dynasty rather than the royal family, they had no way of finding out about the internal affairs of the royal family.

As for Senior Uncle Yan Lan...

The other party had caused trouble in the East China Sea. After thinking it over, Zhao Wuji sent Wei Ding, the master of the White Bone Cave, to the Hai Shan Cave Heaven area in the East China Sea more than ten days ago, hoping that Wei Ding could help.

The East Sea is too vast, and the area of ​​the Sea Mountain Grotto is also quite large, so he did not intend to go there in person to find his senior master.

Moreover, given Yan Lan's personality, she would definitely rebuke his behavior and blame him for not guarding the cave.

In addition, he also sent the Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang to the Xuanming Dynasty to help him further understand the dynasty and the royal family.

According to Xinghe Daoren's description.

The bloodline of Xiang Yu and the martial arts immortal inheritance that the Wang family obtained are of immense value.

This plan is not only to investigate the peak master's situation, but also to uncover the legendary martial arts lineage.

The spirits of these two puppets had long been bound by a spell to communicate with the underworld.

Even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can establish a connection through the art of dream marriage. Through dreams, they can observe what they see and hear with remarkable detail, as if they were there in person.

It's equivalent to having two clones to help him travel to the East China Sea and the Xuanming Dynasty.

Zhao Wuji's gaze suddenly shifted, landing on the eastern side of the Pot Heaven space.

There stands an ancient spirit-suppressing array secretly brought back from the Zhao family's ancestral home.

The dark spiritual light flowing on the array patterns made the cold jade box in the center appear to flicker.

The box was crawling with Dragon Scale Insect Kings, sealing away the primordial spirit of Xinghe Daoist.

Compared to staying inside Bai Chengshang's body.

Zhao Wuji felt it was safer to keep this primordial spirit under his control.

It also makes it easier to communicate with this elderly gentleman anytime.

He turned and went back into the attic to continue refining weapons and cultivating.

The discarded magical artifacts that were forged were then thrown to the Bloodworm King to gnaw on.

Using the art of poisonous insects in medicine, these insect kings are trained to have strong bodies and sharp mouthparts.

The fourth set of tadpole-like characters inside the second Yang Pearl became increasingly bright.

Time flies, and four more days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Wuji practiced diligently for four days and forged more than ten magical artifacts.

The fourth set of tadpole-like characters in the Yang Pearl was finally deciphered, revealing a new Earthly Fiend Technique.

"The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques: Boiling Stones (Beginner's Guide)"

In an instant, a golden lotus phantom appeared, and countless profound techniques flooded his mind like a sudden enlightenment.

Zhao Wuji was carefully pondering it.

Suddenly, a warning came to my mind from a Xuanjia puppet that had stayed behind in the cave.

Wang Zheng has arrived, bringing quite a few people with him!
He suddenly opened his eyes.

"Four days have passed. Has Wang Zheng already dealt with Zhang Sichen?"

(End of this chapter)