The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

March 5th, the day of Jingzhe (Awakening of Insects).

A spring rain fell, and all things came back to life.

Early in the morning, with dew still clinging to the tips of the leaves, Chen Xuan took two eggs and went out.

"Senior brother, where are you going so early?" Lu Yao asked, taking care of her junior brothers.

"Go up the mountain, gather herbs, and refine elixirs."

Chen Xuan didn't even turn his head, waved his hand casually, and walked up Qingcheng Mountain.

"Alchemy?"

Lu Yao looked puzzled. Wasn't her senior brother a sword immortal? How could he also refine pills?

Is it the kind of elixir from mythological novels, the kind that allows you to ascend to immortality on the spot after eating just one?

Then she shook her head to get rid of this absurd idea, touched the cultivation manual in her bag, and immediately felt much more at ease.

This was passed on to her by her senior brother yesterday. It doesn't have a profound name; it's called the Suhua Sutra, and it only has the effect of strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing the vital energy.

My senior brother said that I should just keep practicing until I've practiced enough, and then he will open up my sea of ​​consciousness for me.

[Keep going, Lu Yao! So what if you lack talent? With your senior brother's guidance, you can finally cultivate to become an immortal. You're very satisfied.]

In fact, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is insufficient, making it unsuitable for alchemy.

First, it's difficult to find rare medicinal herbs, and second, the external conditions for pill formation are not met, making it very difficult to refine pills.

However, if you want to open Lu Yao's sea of ​​consciousness, the simplest and quickest way is through elixirs.

In one of his past lives, he was a physician who treated the sick and saved lives in a chaotic world. Over time, he was known as the Immortal Physician.

However, even a medical immortal would not be able to refine a satisfactory elixir in the present world.

"Fortunately, I am a healer, but I am more than just a healer. I am not the same person I used to be."

On Mount Qingcheng, Chen Xuan looked on with emotion. When he came to the end of his memories, the bottle in his hand was already full of dew.

One last ingredient is needed.

then.

He stood on the mountaintop, waiting for the sunrise.

As the sun slowly rises from beneath the mountain peaks, finally peeking through the clouds...

He looked up at the sun.

The meaning is obvious: you'd better be sensible.

The first wisp of purple energy in the world, which was about to dissipate, visibly trembled and became unstable under this gaze.

Then.

The purple aura transformed into a small dragon, which traveled from the distant sky, spanning billions of miles, and gathered in this small glass bottle. It dared not go anywhere and remained obedient and well-behaved.

The swirling purple mist and glistening dewdrops quickly blended together, creating a perfect, natural scene.

In a daze, the sun seemed to be giving Chen Xuan a flattering smile.

[Boss, if that's not enough, I'll arrange more]

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"Too much is as bad as too little; enough is enough."

Chen Xuan inserted the cork into the bottle opening and nodded in satisfaction.

So what if there are no elixirs? The so-called medicinal power is nothing more than the power of heaven and earth absorbed by the elixirs. Why not just take the power of heaven and earth directly?

Standing atop the mountain, looking down, the entire Qingcheng Mountain comes into view.

The clouds were on the mountainside, and the buildings on the mountaintop looked like a fairy palace... No, the buildings are gone now; the Taoist temple hasn't been built yet.

My disciple, I am beyond saving in this lifetime.

If one day you truly become an immortal, then ask the heavens on my behalf.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs.

How could he bear to treat us living beings like dirt?

At the age of sixteen, Chen Xuan finished reading the Taoist scriptures. His master had nothing more to teach him, and he was so happy that he got drunk.

At that time, deep down, Chen Xuan still did not believe in the existence of immortals and remained silent.

If he could go back to that night, he would definitely reply to his master: I do not wish to become an immortal. I will kill until the heavens weep and teach them to have compassion for all living beings.

Chen Xuan began to descend the mountain, his hands behind his back, walking very slowly. Recalling the places of sorrow, the Daoist intent in his heart unconsciously dissipated.

This moment.

Wildflowers bloom along the way, emerald green bamboos grow taller and taller, a spiritual energy like a breeze, and the sound of pine trees rustling in the wind.

"The sun is high in the sky and I sleep alone; who is the immortal? I am the immortal."

"With a harmonious balance of spirit and energy, and the rise and fall of Yin and Yang, one has already attained the carefree state of a terrestrial immortal."

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The mountain mist began to swirl, and wild cranes circled down, their cries echoing around the beams.

If any cultivator were here, they would surely be terrified.

Because Qingcheng Mountain has undergone a remarkable transformation, becoming a place of divine beauty, the spiritual energy from all directions is continuously converging upon it.

"Brother, wait a minute, please wait a minute."

When Chen Xuan reached the halfway point of the mountain, he heard a panting voice coming from behind him.

Looking back, a fat man emerged from the fog, covered in sweat.

"This is really weird. Why is there such a thick fog all of a sudden? It's like the terrain has changed. It wasn't like this when I came here last time."

Wang Baole wiped the sweat from his brow, finished complaining, and asked Chen Xuan, "Brother, do you know how to get up the mountain?"

Chen Xuan initially didn't intend to pay him any attention, but after glancing at him again, a smile appeared in his eyes: "What are you going up the mountain for?"

"Sigh, don't even mention it. I've recently encountered something unclean, and I'm thinking of going up the mountain to have the abbot of Xuanmiao Temple bless it," Wang Baole said listlessly.

"Don't bother looking anymore, the temple is gone, not a single brick is left."

Chen Xuan looked at him, his smile growing wider.

The world is becoming more and more interesting. I met an old friend again, but the difference is that his spirit has not yet recovered.

"Huh? Really?"

Wang Baole was dumbfounded.

As he spoke, Chen Xuan casually waved his sleeve, and the clouds and mist on the mountaintop dispersed, revealing the temple he had razed to the ground.

"Oh my god, how could this happen? I even brought incense money specifically to ask Master Huijue to save my life!"

"Now that the temples are all gone, what should I do?"

Wang Baole collapsed to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't rush to cry. In my opinion, even if that temple were still there, it wouldn't be able to save your life."

Chen Xuan approached him. "You can ask me for help."

"you?"

Wang Baole jumped up and took a few steps back, looking Chen Xuan up and down with disbelief in his eyes.

Chen Xuan nodded: "That's right."

Wang Baole still didn't believe it. "Brother, even though I'm stupid, rich, and not very educated, you can't fool me."

"A mountain is not sacred because of its height, but because of the immortals who dwell there."

"The Buddha you prayed to cannot save you, but only I can save you, because I am the abbot of Xianyun Temple." Chen Xuan smiled confidently.

Where is Xianyun Temple located?

Chen Xuan: "Right on this mountaintop."

"Where is the Taoist temple?"

"It will be built soon."

Wang Baole was immediately astonished: "There's no Taoist temple here, and you're telling me to believe you?"

Chen Xuan didn't explain, he just smiled.

Wang Baole hesitated, looked Chen Xuan up and down a few more times, and then said in a daze:

"Brother, to be honest, from the first moment I saw you, I felt a sense of closeness, as if we had known each other for a long time."

"Fine, even if you're a fraud, with your ethereal face, you should be the one to earn this money. I believe you."

He said those words through gritted teeth.

"Anyone who calls you stupid from now on is the biggest fool in the world."

Chen Xuan was genuinely surprised by Wang Baole's reaction and couldn't help but chuckle.

This guy is still blessed with good fortune as always, enjoying boundless good luck.

"Tell me, what unclean thing did you encounter?"

As he spoke of his own situation, Wang Baole's lips began to tremble, and his legs started to shake: "Brother, to be honest, I might accidentally become an undead knight..."