Cultivating Immortality Begins with Rejuvenation.

Chapter 40: First Encounter with the Immortal World
"The Flaming Mountain Jedi?" Li Ji'an paused.

Chen Zhaohu grinned. "Oh, I forgot. You definitely don't call it that. In our Tiancang Territory's cultivation world, there are three Forsaken Lands. One is the Flaming Mountain Forsaken Land in the east. According to records, an area of 5,000 miles in radius is sealed off by the flaming mountains. The raging flames burn the sky and boil the sea. Legend has it that even a great Golden Core master was burned to ashes by mistake, his body and soul extinguished. There is not a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Forsaken Land."

"Yes, there are two more of this kind of Jedi?" Li Ji'an nodded and asked casually.

"The other is the sandstorm zone to the southwest. It's even more hopeless for those within it. The yellow sand stretches for 30,000 miles, and there are raging sandstorms that can tear apart gods and demons. As far as I know, no one has ever emerged from it."

"The last one is the Lost Forest in the northwest. It's a desolate place with strange trees and a thick fog. It's speculated that even a True Lord's spirit might be trapped in this illusion and transformed into nutrients by the strange trees."

Li Ji'an frowned slightly. "Since it's such a desperate situation...how could anyone get out?"

"Haha, there are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from heaven. Even if you escape one of them, there is always a glimmer of hope for everything. The same goes for the three desperate places. How do you think you can cross the Flaming Mountain that can burn to death a Golden Elixir True Person? That's what I mean by great fortune. You are people with great fortune." Chen Zhaohu looked at Li Ji'an expectantly again.

"Brother! Can you please stop believing in those far-fetched stories? What do you mean by good fortune? I think it's just luck. Don't you step on dog shit occasionally? We saw this purple sable first, so logically, you should give it to us in half. But you just gave it away without saying anything, and the other party doesn't even appreciate it..." Chen Zhaohu's younger brother was very dissatisfied with his idea.

Li Ji'an pondered for a moment.

He did not quite agree with Chen Zhaohu's theory of fate.

Can the fact that the guiding immortal masters who go to the Xianci Dynasty can travel safely back and forth every ten years be explained by great blessings?

It must have accidentally discovered some pattern or a weak point in the sandstorm.

After a moment's silence, Li Ji'an said goodbye and carefully left with the five people.

"Brother Li, that person's blood and energy are so rich, he must be practicing the method of blood and energy, right?" Zhao Shuyao's face showed confusion until she could no longer see the other person.

"Yes, in terms of martial arts skills, he is better than me." Li Ji'an nodded.

"Since there are people in this world who practice qi and blood cultivation and strengthen their bodies, then... why did that beastly family travel thousands of miles to pick us up?" Zhao Shuyao asked the question in her heart.

Li Ji'an was silent for a moment: "Maybe he's bullying us because we're short-sighted."

Zhao Shuyao's question suddenly made Li Ji'an feel a lot more relieved.

The other party chose to go far away instead of capturing the blood slaves here... This shows one thing, that is, this behavior will cause consequences here, and this consequence is more serious than traveling thousands of miles to the Xianci Dynasty and even risking a sandstorm.

He judged that this cultivation world should not be too chaotic, and there should be some rules for its healthy operation.

"Brother Li, shall we go to that gathering place?"

"go with!"

Li Ji'an made two judgments. First, the strength of Chen Zhaohu and his group was comparable to his, but they claimed to be very famous in the gathering place, which indirectly illustrates the strength and level of the gathering place.

Secondly, it is because I judged that there are rules here.

That night, the five people arrived at the human gathering area twenty miles to the north.

Under the cover of night, Li Ji'an stood on a small hillside, observing the situation at the gathering place.

"Is this a gathering place?"

"I'm afraid the imperial city isn't even this large, right?"

"Look, there's someone carrying a wild boar in there."

...I originally thought that the human gathering area that Chen Zhaohu mentioned was just a few tents and thatched houses, at most as big as a mountain village.

As a result...looking at the area not far away that was larger than the imperial city of the Xianci Dynasty, everyone, including Li Jian, was a little surprised.

What’s more, the buildings inside are surprisingly not bad. Most of them are earthen houses, which are flat and solid. There are even quite a few stone houses, which are quite spectacular.

What surprised everyone the most was that many houses were built almost identically.

As the night progressed, a steady stream of people returned, some carrying prey, some carrying herbs, and some carrying food...

Because they had nowhere to hide, they were even bumped into by two people returning from behind. The five people hiding behind the mound scared the two people.

After observing for a whole night, and seeing the endless stream of people busy with their lives the next day, the five people walked into the gathering area.

"Hey, young man, you're so lucky! A first-rank purple-gold marten...hiss, a six-bearded purple-gold marten, at least a mid-grade bloodline. What a pity! If it were alive, it could be sold for at least ten spirit stones at the Immortal Square."

The gathering place had no walls or guards, so Li Ji'an and his four companions walked in with arrogance. People they met didn't pay much attention to them. Some people just looked at the purple-gold sables on their shoulders and made a few comments.

"The Yan family of Lingzhu Mountain is recruiting pioneers to follow the main force of the clan into the Fallen Dragon Ridge wasteland. The main reason is that the area is too large and the manpower is insufficient, so they will definitely not be used as cannon fodder. Those who successfully open up the wasteland can join the Yan family and be given a cultivation ground and clan techniques. A daily salary of 20 taels of spiritual sand is required... Physical fitness is required, and physical training is preferred. Those who are in the middle stage of the first stage physical training can be negotiated..."

"The Wu family of Qingshui River is seeking a son-in-law. The requirements are that any spiritual root must have a spiritual energy sensitivity of at least five strands and be under fifty years old. If you have already started practicing Qi, the requirement can be relaxed to eighty. Those who are above the initial stage of Qi training and have excellent conditions can discuss it in person. If you want to give birth to a child with medium-grade spiritual roots..."

"The United Market is recruiting immortal seedlings with no quota. Requirements include mid-grade spiritual roots or above, age 18 or younger, and orphans are preferred."

"The ninth round of recruitment for medicine testers has begun at the Spiritual Pill Pavilion under the Biyun Sect. These candidates must be mortals who have not yet reached the Qi Training Stage. The number of spots is limited and will be on a first-come, first-served basis. Please seize this golden opportunity..."

……

After walking along the road for half an hour, a huge square came into view.

The square was crowded with people and noisy.

On the platform in the middle, someone was shouting some recruitment information.

"..." Li Ji'an's scalp felt numb.

This is completely different from the novels I have read before.

He had been surprised since the first time he saw the mortal gathering area last night. Coming in today, he had seen all along the way those mortals without the power of Qi and blood, nor the aura of mana, seemed to be at ease and contented. Even now...

He suddenly realized!
Those standard houses, those abundant crops, those leisurely mortals...

How could a world where immortal cultivation exists and there are so many magical powers be the same as the ancient feudal dynasties?
To build a house, you can ask a Taoist priest to perform earth-related magic. Although it takes some mana, it also requires some practice in magic.

For a cultivator who can grow crops and gain spiritual power, wouldn’t it be easy for him to grow enough food to feed ordinary people?
With the existence of spells like the Spirit Rain Spell, there will definitely be no drought or water shortage.

And a huge number of mortals can also provide value to monks.

Value exchange, symbiosis between immortals and mortals...good!

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