What kind of Journey to the West is this?

Turbid waves were rising on the surface of the lake, and an undercurrent was surging in the invisible depths.

"One breath!"

An Yanxia broke off a piece of hibiscus wood, lit it, and the golden elixir turned three times.

A raging sea of fire rose faintly behind her.

The little fur on the white fox's body was roasted and curled up slightly.

The surface of the lake was boiling, bubbles were bubbling out, and then mist rose up, blocking the view.

Gudu! Gudu!

Undercurrents surge underwater.

A raging fire burned on the Fusang tree, and the whole world seemed to be enveloped in flames, turning into a sea of fire and hell.

An Yanxia made hand gestures and was about to shout loudly, but she saw the waves surging on the water and stopped abruptly.

She couldn't help but wipe her eyes.

"Master, what the hell is this...Brother, brother, why are you pretending to be dead?"

The white fox was disoriented by the fog and headed west.

--thump!

There was a sound of waves surging, and suddenly a huge figure jumped out of the water and jumped over from the side.

A white-browed tiger with murky liquid hanging from its body jumped out of the lake.

The white fox was so frightened that it couldn't dodge in time and started fighting with the tiger demon who had pretended to be dead.

The evil tiger is fierce, the white fox is swift. This one is a spirit of creation that has attained enlightenment in the mountains, and that one is a thousand-year-old monster that is causing chaos in the cave.

One is desperately trying to fall to the bottom of the lake, while the other is deceitful and dangerous. Now he is showing off his power under the Fusang tree. How could the tiger endure the grudges of the past?!

They fought for several rounds, relying entirely on their sharp teeth and fangs. In the end, the white fox was unable to resist and was devoured by the tiger's tail, which took away three of its souls.

Hushanjun opened his steaming bloody mouth and swallowed the seven souls of the white fox in one gulp.

The Mortal World is a Good Place for Cultivation: Chapter 211 [The Heavenly Official Receives the Red Pine Book, and Misty Summer Skillfully Digs Ganoderma Lucidum]

After twists and turns, there is light at the end of the tunnel!

Hushanjun swallowed the white fox, and wisps of gray smoke came out from between his teeth, and he jumped onto the shore.

An Yanxia calmly collected the Three Palaces Divine Fire and asked curiously, "Daoyou, you're alive again?"

"I almost thought I was going to die," Hu Shanjun was also frightened, but thinking of his chance underwater, he couldn't help but say excitedly, "I didn't expect that I would actually find the Immortal Scripture!"

Then, Hushanjun told about his adventure underwater.

It turned out that under the turbid pool water, near the roots of the hibiscus tree, there were many lotus roots. These lotus roots had grown for two thousand years and were long and thin. They were all buried in the mud. Hushanjun held his breath and concentrated his mind, using the skill of holding his breath to dig out a lotus root and stick it out of the water, using it as a ventilation pipe, so that he did not suffocate to death underwater.

It was also during the process of digging lotus roots that Hushanjun saw the treasure buried under the hibiscus tree - a scroll of scriptures buried in the soil together with the hibiscus tree.

This volume of scripture is written by an innate sacred being from his own perspective, explaining every detail of spiritual practice and daily life, interspersed with his own insights into spiritual practice.

In fact, this can hardly be called a "scripture", but it is very important to Hushanjun - he urgently needs a scripture describing the Taoism of earthly immortals to verify his own practice.

It's like writing a paper; the scriptures are the accurate data. If you don't have them, you can certainly do experiments or research yourself, but having ready-made data saves effort.

Yan Xia wasn't particularly envious, but simply asked curiously, "The Earthly Immortal Scripture written by Chisongzi?"

Hu Shanjun said in bewilderment, "Chisongzi? I think this seems to be a handwritten letter left by Empress Nvjiao."

"Mrs. Jiao Nu?"

An Yanxia was stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded and said, "That's good. In ancient times, when cultivators separated from witches and sorcerers, most of them were cultivating earthly immortals. You should be of some value to Shanjun."

Hushanjun did not deny it.

The techniques and paths used by ancient practitioners differ greatly from those of modern times, and certainly cannot be copied. However, these are differences in "Fa" (Fa), and ultimately, the "Tao" (Dao) remains the same.

The most important thing in reaching the immortal realm is "enlightenment".

But what interested him was, "From what I heard from you, Daoist friend, there's another immortal scripture? Was it written by the immortal Chisongzi?"

"I also heard this from White Fox. She has used the Immortal Scripture as a bargaining chip to negotiate with me many times."

"Haha! I'm afraid this fox is selling burial clothes to the living and has hit a wall!" Hu Shanjun scoffed, but also said: "But this immortal scripture is definitely groundless, there must be a reason."

After saying this, Hushanjun spat out the three souls of the white fox.

The white fox's soul was incomplete, and at this moment he had lost his memory and was confused, unable to even distinguish between friends and enemies.

Hushan Jun asked, "Do you know where the Chisongzi Immortal Scripture is?"

The white fox pointed at the Fusang tree in the distance.

An Yanxia and Hu Shanjun were surprised and looked over at the same time.

The trees in the distance were extremely tall, laden with purple-red mulberries, like mulberry trees, with roots twisting hundreds of feet, reaching a height of about ninety feet. They looked like a single tree, but were actually two, growing from the same root and leaning against each other, hence the name "Fusang."

An Yanxia flew over and looked everywhere, but could not find the so-called "Immortal Scripture".

On the contrary, the mulberries tasted good. After eating a few, her eyes lit up. She simply rolled up the corners of her clothes and started picking mulberries.

Now that we are here, we can’t go back empty-handed!

While people were picking, eating and searching on this side, Hushanjun walked across the lake and groped around the hibiscus tree.

Suddenly there was a loud scream, which startled An Yanxia so much that her hands trembled and she almost bit her fingers.

"found it!"

"Really?"

An Yanxia hurried over to see and found Hu Shanjun groping for a piece of bark.

Hu Shanjun touched the bark and couldn't help but say, "This is it."

"look."

He pointed, and An Yanxia saw that the trunk of the tree, which was several hundred meters high, was covered with many twisted lines. All of them were extremely long and thin, covering the entire trunk and spanning two hundred meters.

There's no way this pattern could be text.

--maybe.

Yanxia raised her head, her neck feeling sore.

She couldn't help but ask, "This was written when the Fusang tree was planted 2,600 years ago, right?"

Hushan Jun said, "Everything in the world is subject to the wear and tear of time. Even the eternal stone will eventually decay and become dented by water. I heard that it takes nine thousand years for a hibiscus tree to grow. Writing on this tree, which is even more enduring than stone, is indeed a good idea."

"Even if the words on the bark are worn away or blown away by the passage of time, the writing will penetrate deep into the heart of the tree, and future generations will still be able to see some traces of it."

Yan Xia said: "It's really ingenious."

As he was talking, Hushanjun had already copied most of the words on the tree trunk. In some places, he even had to fly up with the wind and get closer to copy them.

After copying it and writing it into book pages, if you look carefully, there are only three or four hundred words.

But when it comes to immortal scriptures, quality is more important than quantity.

The Heart Sutra only has a few hundred words!

An Yanxia was a particular person. She looked at Hu Shanjun and asked, "How do we divide this thing?"

Hu Shanjun put his hands behind his back and said, "Fellow Daoist, take it."

"Tsk, you've become more free and easy!"

"Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant, and in the end, the mantis stalks the cicada. I have already obtained a scroll of immortal scriptures, and there is no need to add icing on the cake. I will give it to my fellow Taoist as a token of my appreciation."

It is easy to put down the immortal scripture in your hand, but it is difficult to hold the immortal scripture in your heart.

Yan Xia bowed and smiled, "Knowing when to stop and returning to your place, the mountain lord's path is promising."

This was a pleasant remark, and Hu Shanjun also smiled and said, "Then I will accept your kindness, fellow Daoist."

After saying that, Hushanjun bowed and said goodbye, it seemed that he had really let it go.

After Hu Shanjun affixed the earth escape talisman and flew out of Yuwang Cave Heaven, An Yanxia looked at the "Immortal Scripture" left behind by Hu Shanjun.

After taking a look, she was stunned.

Be nice!

What kind of texts are these!

An Yanxia's scalp tingled. This thing was probably even older than the oracle bone script - she didn't recognize a single word!

The girl's eyes went dark.

Who can not let go after seeing this? Only those who can let go are gods.

No wonder the tiger demon left so freely!!!

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An Yanxia threw the immortal scripture into the Sumeru mustard seed with a look of haplessness on her face, and then looked at the countless medicines in the medicine garden.

There was a hint of pity in her eyes.

These medicinal herbs have become one with the soil over the years, otherwise it would be difficult for them to grow to where they are today.

Among the five elements, wood overcomes earth, but here earth and wood are blended together. An Yanxia is willing to call it "earth and wood spiritual roots". It is obvious that he has inherited the excellent qualities of the gray-beater, and is mainly hardworking and persevering.

She had just released the Three Palaces Divine Fire, but the medicinal herbs here were not affected at all.

This phenomenon of the five elements, which are supposedly mutually exclusive, blending into one, is called "Tong Gong." Earth and wood in the same palace is common, as earth's peaceful nature naturally balances the four elements of metal, wood, water, and fire. More extreme cases include metal and fire in the same palace, or wood and water in the same palace.

In later generations, some people interpreted Journey to the West with the help of alchemy: Sun Wukong represents gold and fire, Zhu Bajie represents wood and water, and Sha Wujing represents earth, and the three are alchemy medicines; Tang Sanzang represents the mortal cauldron; and the white dragon horse represents the advance and retreat of fire.

An Yanxia didn't care about this. As soon as she had an idea, a plan came to her mind.

She squatted on the ground, holding a Ganoderma lucidum in her palm.

He activated the Five Swords Plague Curse and summoned a wisp of wooden sword energy from the liver, clanging!

The wooden sword chopped down the palm of his hand onto the Ganoderma lucidum.

Ganoderma lucidum belongs to the wood element. When two wood elements are superimposed, the wood energy increases, and the originally relatively balanced and smooth relationship between earth and wood is broken.

The state of earth and wood in the same palace disappeared in an instant, and the Ganoderma lucidum was also stimulated, spewing out a lot of green mist containing spores.

An Yanxia pulled hard.

"Hey!"

When the Ganoderma lucidum was pulled out of the soil, it did not turn into sand or gravel.

The girl looked at the Ganoderma lucidum which was bigger than her face and laughed.

There are at least dozens of such Ganoderma lucidum in this cave!

Of course, she definitely couldn't take it all.

So she took a bite.

A bit hard, prickly mouth!

But the drug is still effective!

After being chewed, the Ganoderma lucidum turns into a pool of liquid, flows into the throat, mixes with the Diliu liquid in the stomach, and turns into essence in the body.

An Yanxia had never felt the essence of water and grain in her body so full before. If she finished refining it, she might be able to refine something similar to the "immortal flesh and jade bones" of the earthly immortals.

She feels like a monster now!

There are at least dozens of such Ganoderma lucidum in this cave!

The Good Place to Cultivate in the Mortal World: Chapter 212 [Fox, a Thousand-Year-Old with a Heavenly Connection]

There are many medicines in this cave.

An Yanxia had been eating here for two or three days, and her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, so she really couldn't eat anymore.

If she ate any more, she thought she would explode.

"This medicine is of really good quality! Take it back and let Qinghuai, Baizhu and the others try it!"