Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

The following three months.

Yu Yan spent his mornings planting trees at the Dead Tree Dojo and his afternoons and evenings practicing and drawing talismans, leading a very fulfilling life.

The courtyard was large and could not be filled in a short time. Moreover, since their first meeting, Yu Yan had rarely encountered the nun, who seemed to be deliberately avoiding him.

Later, Qi Hao stopped assigning tasks, but Daoist Qinglu came up to him and personally entrusted the task to Yu Yan, even adding a little more contribution points to his daily earnings.

Once the courtyard was full of plants, Yu Yan went outside to plant more, making it seem as if he wanted to rename the place "Peach Blossom Paradise".

When they get tired of planting, they can rest without anyone bothering them. They can also take advantage of the spiritual energy here to cultivate. Even those with five spiritual roots, as stubborn as rocks, begin to grow moss in this environment rich in spiritual energy.

In this routine life, Yu Yan celebrated his third birthday in the world of cultivation.

this day.

He went to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion to sell talismans as usual, but saw Wei Jing looking somewhat haggard.

After not seeing her for a long time, she was just like the first time we met, her eyes darting around, observing something.

Upon seeing Yu Yan, her eyes lit up, and she excitedly waved to him.

"Senior sister, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

Yu Yan stepped forward to greet her, but Wei Jing pulled him closer, replaced the talisman with a spirit stone, and whispered:

"I've finally waited for you. Something big is going to happen in the sect soon. Since we get along fairly well, I'm giving you a heads-up."

She looked up at the crowd around her, then lowered her voice considerably before continuing:

"Life is the most important thing, and the only safe place is within the sect. Don't be tempted by any resources to go out. Don't let a small gain lead to a greater loss. Just stay in the sect, focus on studying the art of talismans, and prepare for the assessment. Understand?"

Yu Yan put away the spirit stones and asked in a low voice as well:

"Senior sister, what exactly happened?"

"Hmph, you're getting curious now, but I can't tell you this time. Just don't go around telling anyone about this, and keep it to yourself."

Wei Jing loosened Yu Yan's collar and waved her hand dismissively, seemingly impatiently.

"Alright, alright, hurry back. If it weren't for me, your senior sister, keeping an eye on you, would I have bothered to come out and remind you?"

Yu Yan smiled, cupped his hands in greeting,

"Junior brother has remembered, thank you senior sister."

With some doubts, he left the Treasure Pavilion, preparing to go to the General Affairs Hall to exchange for "A Detailed Explanation of a First-Rank Mid-Grade Talisman". However, Senior Sister Wei's words kept echoing in his ears, refusing to dissipate.

Could it be that something terrible is about to happen to the Qijing Mountains?

Is it related to the things that Wei Jing and other inner disciples have been busy with?

The preparation time has been quite long, several years in total. Besides, the Luoxia Sect is not some small sect without a lineage. What could be so important that the entire sect attaches such importance to it?

Moreover, Wei Jing mentioned both "big" and "small," with "big" referring to life and "small" referring to what?

Why would she say that someone might risk their life for this "small" thing...?

With the "Explanation of a First-Tier Mid-Grade Talisman" he had obtained in his storage bag, and the contribution points in his token having been emptied again, Yu Yan prepared to leave the General Affairs Hall.

The thoughts in my mind had not yet dissipated.

boom--

A sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the horizon.

"What is that?"

The disciples outside looked up and pointed to the sky. Yu Yan squeezed into the crowd and followed the crowd as they rushed out of the main hall, looking up at the sky.

A flying sword pierced through the clouds, its spiritual light scattering in all directions. It seemed to have lost control and crashed straight into the magic array above Yuanfu Peak.

On the flying sword was a cultivator, covered in blood, with only his upper body remaining, seemingly unconscious...

Behind him, thunder roared from the clouds, and a giant hand materialized from it, smashing straight down on the falling cultivator.

"presumptuous!"

A roar came from Yuanfu Peak, the magic array opened, and the cultivator was caught. Then, a talisman appeared in the air, transforming into a sword, which clashed head-on with the giant hand.

hum-

Instead of the expected bombardment, there was an extremely piercing buzzing sound. Even though the magic array was shut down at the fastest speed, Yu Yan was forced to use his spiritual power to resist it.

However, he was hit by an invisible wave of energy, which made his chest feel tight and caused him to cough up blood.

He wasn't the only one to suffer the same fate; the other disciples dared not linger and quickly fled towards their own dojos.

However, after that attack, there were no further attacks.

A moment later, the seven peak masters ascended into the sky, transforming into streaks of light and disappearing into the void.

Almost all the disciples of Yuanfu Peak witnessed this scene.

People were filled with anxiety and opinions were divided.

Some people say that when disciples of a sect are bullied outside, the seven peak masters always go to get revenge.

Some say that the sect's disciples have caused trouble outside, offending people they shouldn't have, and now the Luoxia Sect is in trouble.

The rumors were getting increasingly outrageous, saying that the sect leader had enemies who were killing Luoxia Sect disciples in retaliation, and that this was going to be an epic battle.

Yu Yan didn't pay much attention to it, but focused on recovering from his injuries. While cultivating, he also began learning new talismans.

This matter has escalated to such a great extent that the sect will surely issue an explanation; we can act accordingly at that time.

Sure enough, on the third day after the Seven Peak Masters returned, the news spread throughout the entire sect.

The heavily injured cultivator who flew back to Yuanfu Peak that day was Wei Jian, the junior brother of Qinglu Daoist. He was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator and had been secretly sent a year ago to explore the secret realm opened by the eastern branch of Qijing Mountain.

In a battle for a Dust-Reducing Pill that could increase the success rate of Core Formation, they fought fiercely with nearby sects.

What's even more unexpected is that the neighboring sect, Hongye Valley, broke its promise and disregarded martial ethics. Even the Foundation Establishment elders who were about to form their core personally went out to try and obtain the Dust-Reducing Pill.

Fortunately, Qinglu Daoren's junior brother was capable and had the life-saving measures prepared by the sect, which allowed him to barely make it back to the sect with the Dust-Reducing Pill.

The old man from Hongye Valley was also arrogant and actually led his men to chase him all the way to Yuanfu Peak. If it weren't for the ancestor forcing him back in time, Wei Jian would probably have been kidnapped on the spot.

Fortunately, the timing of the intervention by Ancestor Yuanfuwen Peak was crucial, and the seven peak masters also possessed remarkable skills, ultimately managing to revive Wei Jian.

With the Dust-Reducing Pill in hand, the patriarch of Yuanfu Peak might actually be able to break through to the Core Formation stage.

At that time, not only will the status of the Luoxia Sect rise to a higher level, but it will also be able to allocate many more resources.

The patriarch of Yuanfu Peak is about to form his core!

The news spread like wildfire throughout the sect, igniting the passions of many disciples.

In an instant, the worries and speculations of the past few days turned into excitement, and everyone was looking forward to the ancestor forming his core.

The disciples with the four spiritual roots, in particular, were full of enthusiasm and had smiles on their faces all day long.

That's the Golden Core realm! Even in Xingjian Pavilion and Tianqian Valley, that's definitely the level of an elder.

He alone could hold a place in the entire Feng Kingdom.

How could someone like them, who doesn't even have three spiritual roots, possibly join a sect where such important figures reside?

But now, this opportunity has come.

However, it wasn't them who lived up to expectations, but rather the sect's patriarch.