A Mortal's Supporting Character's Different Kind of Cultivation

Lu Yunfeng looked closely and saw that the place was filled with spiritual energy, and various different kinds of restrictions were reflected in each other, making Lu Yunfeng's face glow with a colorful light.

Lu Yunfeng's expression froze for a moment. He walked in. There, he saw a multitude of rare and exotic flowers and herbs that had long since disappeared from the cultivation world blooming in profusion. "Cloud Spirit Grass, Earth Essence Mushroom, Immortal Lotus, Illusionary Destruction Grass... I never expected there to be so many here." Lu Yunfeng was full of surprise. He hurriedly went over and examined them for a long time, only to find that he recognized only a small portion of them.

Lu Yunfeng suppressed his excitement and did nothing, then continued walking down.

This stone chamber was over twenty zhang high and several li in circumference. Constructed of pure gray stone bricks, it radiated a spiritual light. Lu Yunfeng scanned it with his divine sense and discovered that the overflowing spiritual energy couldn't penetrate the stone walls. No wonder he hadn't sensed the immense spiritual energy here from the outside. It even blocked divine sense detection; Lu Yunfeng had always assumed it was due to the outer protective array.

The herb garden is made up of concentric circles of spiritual soil, and is also covered with various restrictions to ensure that there is no interference and to prevent exotic flowers and herbs from growing out.

"They actually went to such lengths to put different spiritual soils together and even separated them with a large array. It's really extravagant. It seems I won't leave empty-handed this time." Lu Yunfeng's face lit up with joy, and his mind raced.

Lu Yunfeng walked step by step along the bluestone steps, passing all sorts of spiritual plants. There were spiritual herbs commonly seen outside, such as the Foundation Establishment Pill; the Purple Monkey Flower, which looked like a small purple monkey; the Sun Chrysanthemum, the size of a golden human head; the Illusion Grass, which looked like constantly disintegrating gray-white clouds; and many other strangely shaped spiritual plants. Along the way, he was treated to a feast for the eyes.

Unfortunately, many of the restrictions here were inaccessible to Lu Yunfeng. Only a small portion of the restrictions were designed to isolate the various spiritual plants. Some were simple isolation restrictions that could be easily opened, while others used forbidden arrays to separate them. Lu Yunfeng sensed deadly danger as soon as he approached and had no choice but to retreat. However, this wasn't necessarily a bad thing, as some of the spiritual plants had become sentient and possessed the ability to attack living beings autonomously. A huge vine tree with several fruits resembling purple infants hanging on its branches suddenly sprang up as Lu Yunfeng passed by. If it weren't for the forbidden array blocking his way, he would have immediately become this strange tree's meal, which gave Lu Yunfeng a fright.

He hurriedly moved away from the spiritual plants that looked very abnormal, and cursed inwardly, "This place must have existed for tens of thousands of years. Even the spiritual plants have evolved. If it weren't for the forbidden array, I'd probably be dead here."

This cooled Lu Yunfeng's excitement about finding treasure. He took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and the initial excitement was gone, replaced by a calm and still expression.

Lu Yunfeng was on high alert, carefully traversing the outer spirit fields. Finally, he arrived at the core area, which was divided into several different sections. In the very center was a futon inscribed with runes, upon which sat a figure that was now nothing but a skeleton.

Lu Yunfeng took a closer look and immediately straightened up. He looked around and saw that directly in front of him was a futon and a skeleton. Behind the skeleton was a pool of milky white water, which exuded a rich spiritual energy that nourished the surroundings. Several blood-red eggs were floating in the pool.

Lu Yunfeng gazed at the pool radiating spiritual energy and exclaimed in surprise, "The Spirit Eye Spring! There's actually a Spirit Eye Spring here! No wonder the spiritual energy outside is so weak, while the spiritual energy inside is so abundant. It's all thanks to the Spirit Eye Spring that this herb garden is supplied. No wonder it's isolated from the outside; it's to allow the spiritual plants inside to grow properly." He then thought, "I wonder if these eggs are alive or dead. If they're alive, I could use the Creation Blood Spring to hatch them."

Thinking to myself, I looked to my left. To my left were several willow trees, some several tens of feet tall. Their bark was dark gray-black with deep vertical fissures and deep grooves. Their trunks were twisted and turned, with large branches extending upwards at an angle and small branches that were slender, irregularly twisted, and coiled like dragon whiskers. Although they grew there without any wind, they exuded a graceful and elegant aura that seemed to ride the wind and soar through the clouds.

Lu Yunfeng, who possessed the Wind Spirit Root, stared at the willow trees, his brows furrowed. His mind was in turmoil. After a short while, he still wasn't entirely sure what the willow trees were, but it didn't matter much. Such a fine material could be used to create wind-type magical artifacts, which would be Lu Yunfeng's most convenient weapons. Lu Yunfeng didn't dwell on it; he had no intention of digging deeper.

To Lu Yunfeng's right was a slender bamboo stalk, no more than a foot tall, with a delicate, smooth stem, bluish-white in color, and a faint fluorescent sheen on its surface. Its narrow, pale blue leaves trembled slightly even without wind, often producing delicate white arcs that flowed along the bamboo's body with a soft crackling sound.

His expression hardened, and after examining it for a long time, he finally recognized it. Could this be the Thunder Bamboo? Yes, it was exactly as described in the ancient texts—this was the most basic White Thunder Bamboo. Lu Yunfeng recalled the description of the Thunder Bamboo in his mind. His face lit up with joy, and he exclaimed that he had found a treasure. Not only did he have the Thunder Bamboo, one of the three great divine trees of the human realm, but he also had this willow tree that suited his attributes. This trip had not been in vain.

Lu Yunfeng's face immediately lit up with joy, but he didn't blindly rush to collect the various spiritual plants. Instead, he went directly to the sitting skeleton. He carefully examined it and found that the skeleton had long lost all its spirituality. The futon beneath it also looked like a treasure. Lu Yunfeng circled the skeleton for a long time, but didn't see any traps or anything like that, so he gently used his wind spirit technique to grab the skeleton. Lu Yunfeng didn't want to make a mistake and be killed by an unknown trap. The closer he got to success, the more cautious he had to be, and he couldn't let joy cloud his judgment.

A giant hand formed from wind spiritual power grabbed the withered bones. Over countless years, the bones had lost all their spirituality. Now, with the giant hand grasping them, they immediately cracked into a pile of ashes, which leaked from the giant hand and fell to the ground. Lu Yunfeng's expression darkened, and he immediately withdrew the giant hand. When he opened it, he found that only a storage bag was still intact. The ancient cultivation robes worn by the bones were at least a magic weapon before, but after so much time of erosion, they had long lost their spirituality and were no longer of any use.

Holding the ancient cultivator's robe, Lu Yunfeng sighed inwardly. This robe was exceptionally well-made and was an excellent protective magic item. Now that it had lost all its spiritual power, only some weapon refiners would be willing to take a look and explore the ancient cultivator's weapon-refining techniques. It was truly a useless item. Lu Yunfeng sighed and put the robe into his storage bag.

The storage bag was entirely black, made of hide from an unknown animal, and engraved with several unique spatial arrays. At first glance, it had a distinctly ancient cultivation style, quite different from modern manufacturing techniques.

Lu Yunfeng caught the storage bag, casually weighed it in his hand, and then probed it with his divine sense, emptying out quite a few items.