Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 245 See you again

Ji An adjusted his breathing to calm his mind. When his mind was free of thoughts and his sea of ​​consciousness was empty and still, he resumed practicing the secret technique.

Magic power surged out from the dantian, like a seed sprouting from dormancy, and the purest growth force burst out.

The magic power flows along a specific route, and wherever it goes, the fairy veins are dyed green.

The mysterious inspiration seeped into the immortal vein, making it more tense and resilient.

It's like the grass and trees have gone through an autumn, the green has withered and turned yellow, the vitality has been restrained and hidden, seemingly declining but actually dormant.

The flow of magic power in the immortal veins gradually stopped, as if it had turned into a pool of stagnant water.

Flowers bloom in spring and leaves fall in autumn.

The hidden vitality sprouts from the darkness and sees the light of day.

The pale silver light reappeared, flowing happily, and from time to time it absorbed some mysterious aura from the flowing magic power.

Ji An felt neither sad nor happy, as if none of this had ever happened. He practiced the secret technique steadily, quietly "watching" the flowers bloom and fade.

As the magic power flows, the Tao seeds shine one after another, among which the Jia and Yi wood Tao seeds shine the brightest.

Half an hour passed, the life light became dormant again, and Ji An slowly stopped practicing.

There is a vigorous power radiating outward from the inside of the body, nourishing both the body and the soul.

'hey-hey. '

Ji An smiled secretly in his heart, dreaming of his childhood in his previous life. He felt the refreshing feeling of finishing his winter vacation homework just a few days after it was distributed.

He walked out of the orchard slowly with his hands behind his back. The next thing he needed to do was to farm well and accumulate merits so that he could exchange them for Peiyuan Pills as soon as possible.

Back at the cold pond, Ji An shouted:

"Yuhan, add a bamboo tube of mulberry wine to lunch."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Xia Yuhan trotted away.

Xia Yulian hurriedly brought the dishes to the table and asked with a smile:
"Master uncle looks so happy, what happy thing happened to you?"

Today's lunch time has been delayed for a long time. Could it be that my uncle has gained some new insights in cultivation?

"Haha, you haven't reached my level yet. You can't even understand the joy of cultivation."

Xia Yulian's heart was stirred, and she thought to herself:

"Master, are you serious? Others don't have an epiphany for years, but you only have one every few years!"

Ji An sat down, the breeze blowing his hair on his face.

"I'm happy today. Inform Huang Xuan that everyone will be rewarded with ten spirit stones."

Appreciating spiritual stones is for the purpose of celebration, but it is not advisable to appreciate too many.

"As you command, I'll let Junior Brother Huang know when he returns."

Now the price of spiritual rice and talisman paper purchased by the sect has increased a lot, and the fields outside that were originally ignored and of low quality have all been reclaimed by spiritual farmers.

If Chiyan Peak is fine, Huang Xuan and Li Cheng always go out early and come back late to take care of the spiritual field.

Xia Yulian sighed inwardly. The spiritual farmers had also ushered in spring, but the price of spiritual fish not only did not increase but showed a downward trend.

Fortunately, all the spiritual fish that she and her sister obtained from the cold pond were bought by their uncle, so they didn't have to worry about price fluctuations.

Two months passed.

The moon is bright in the sky, and its quiet and soft light shines on the mountains.

The night wind sings and the leaves rustle.

The golden-veined white jade leaves of the Youyue Cangyu Tree are like beautiful jades colliding with each other, making a melodious and clear sound.

Ji An finished his training and raised his head slightly. The moonlight reflected his eyebrows and the upturned corners of his mouth like a mirror.

After exhaling a breath of foul air, I felt relaxed all over.

Ever since he started cultivating the Life Light, he found that the speed of refining spiritual energy began to accelerate, and was currently half a percent faster than before he found the Life Light.

As the life light grows stronger, the refining speed tends to become faster and faster.

At the same time, the speed of refining spiritual objects is also accelerating.

Judging from this situation, it won't take too long for him to break through to the next small realm.

Ji An nodded secretly. Low-level cultivators faced two dilemmas. The first difficulty was that their efficiency in refining spiritual energy was too slow. Seventy to eighty percent of the spiritual energy they absorbed and released was wasted, making it impossible to improve their cultivation quickly.

The second difficulty is that there are too many bottlenecks. Breaking through the middle stage of Qi Refining, the late stage of Qi Refining, the Foundation Establishment stage, the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, etc. always wastes a lot of time. Sometimes, even if you take the realm-breaking elixir, you still cannot break through, which is too exhausting.

Most monks are unable to reach the threshold of a higher realm when their lives come to an end.

If one can fully comprehend the divine intention within the technique, it will actually greatly reduce the difficulty of the bottleneck. For Ji An, this is good news.

His aptitude continued to improve as his cultivation level increased, and he rarely wasted time on bottlenecks he encountered, allowing his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

He steered the shuttle and flew towards the mountainside.

At the entrance of the cave, the red cloud pine emits a dazzling light like a fire, like a bonfire in the cold wind, giving people warmth.

Ji An activated the magic ban and entered the cave, and the spiritual plants in the medicine garden thrived.

The three spells of Thick Earth Returning to Origin, Green Wood Transformation, and Spring Breeze Transforming Rain were performed in sequence, and light flickered on the rock wall.

The spiritual rain falls down, and the moist breath fills the air, refreshing the heart.

Ji An's brows showed joy. After finding the life light, the effect of the spell improved again, and the time for the elixir to mature would be shortened again.

The second leaf is sprouting on the petiole of Tianyuan ginseng, and most of the silvery-white dots on the leaves of Xinghun grass have turned golden.

In three or four years at most, these two elixirs will reach a hundred years of age.

The Xueluo fruit is now as big as an egg. There are two spiritual trees, and each tree has twelve fruits.

When these spiritual herbs mature, they will be enough to make two furnaces of Peiyuan Pills. As the days passed, the battle in Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City became more and more intense, and from time to time, large groups of monsters launched attacks on the fairy city.

The flesh and blood of monks have a fatal attraction to monsters, and they will instinctively gather in areas where there are many monks.

With the demon kings adding fuel to the fire, attacking the fairy city is their best option.

The changing situation in Mingfeng Mountain cannot, for the time being, have much impact on the Jinling Sect thousands of miles away.

Some disciples received calls from the sect, but most disciples continued to live the same life as usual.

The prices of resources such as spiritual rice, talisman paper, refining materials, puppet beasts, etc. began to rise, but under the control of the sect, the increase was not large.

By the cold pond, under the Tianyuan pear tree.

Huang Xuan and Li Cheng were picking spiritual fruits.

Ji An stood with his hands behind his back and ordered:

"Put four in one gift box, two gift boxes in two, and then ten boxes with one in each. The rest of the spiritual fruits will be stored in the secret vault."

He was a little worried because there was only one second-level Tianyuan pear tree on Chiyan Peak, with thirty-six fruits on it.

Now that his network of contacts is expanding, he can only send some to his closest friends and teachers to try, and he will keep the rest for himself.

Tianyuan Pear is a water-based spiritual fruit and is quite beneficial to him.

Xia Yuhan and her sister put the fruits one by one into wooden boxes carved with exquisite patterns, and then put sealing talismans on them.

Ji An took out a list with the names of several of his senior brothers and sisters, as well as Zhang Yuanshan, Chu He and Zhao Mengyao. Each of these people was given a spiritual fruit.

"Huang Xuan, Li Cheng, you will deliver these gift boxes tomorrow."

A gift box containing two spiritual fruits, one for Uncle Jia Yu, to be given to him when he goes to the secret library of Chaoyang Peak to exchange for spiritual objects.

The other one will be given to Wei Songnian and his wife, and it will not be too late to give it to Junior Brother Wei when he returns to the sect.

As for the gift box of four spiritual fruits, it is of course for Master.

Time is merciless. Many people have gray hair and many monks have died in battle on Mingfeng Mountain.

Liu Yu jumped off the flaming golden wheel and landed steadily beside the cold pond.

"Yulian, is Junior Brother Ji here?"

His voice was clear and crisp, like a strong wind blowing through the mountains, and like a raging fire burning in the fields.

The female cultivator who was busy scraping the fish scales hurriedly washed her hands, wiped them on her Taoist robe, and said with a bow:
"In reply to Master Uncle, Master Uncle Ji should be refining pills in the cave at this time.

Please go sit in the living room first, I will make tea."

The alchemist cannot be disturbed while he is refining the elixir, so she did not mention the notification at all.

Liu Yu pointed at the stone table under the shade of the tree and said with a gentle smile:

"I'll be fine sitting outside. Besides, I won't be drinking tea today. A jar of gin will do."

Xia Yulian raised her eyebrows slightly and said:
"Uncle Master, wait a moment. I'll go get some wine from the warehouse."

The other party rarely drinks on his own initiative, so he must have encountered something happy.

She quickly took out a jar of top-grade pine wine, as she did not have the authority to use the second-grade spiritual wine.

Liu Yu took the wine and waved his hand:

"You go and do your own thing, I'll just drink alone. Remember to make more for dinner. I came here specially to eat for free today."

"Excuse me," Xia Yulian lowered her head slightly and went back to the cold pond to work.

A moment later, a flying boat landed in the cold pond.

Liu Yu turned his head slightly and saw Du Huaiyuan and Xia Yuhan coming out.

The female cultivator looked shy, bowed from a distance, and ran to the kitchen.

Du Huaiyuan came over with a smug look on his face and said:

"Senior Brother Liu, when did you return to the sect? Is the fighting on the front lines no longer tense?"

He heard that the battle at Mingfeng Mountain was extremely fierce, and that flying monsters had already flown over the fairy city to harass the rear.

At this time, the Law Enforcement Hall, as the backbone, should be the busiest.

"I returned to the sect yesterday. Currently, no large groups of demonic beasts have crossed the defense line, and the front line is relatively stable."

Liu Yu leaned forward slightly, blinked, and smiled:
"What happened just now? Did Junior Brother and Fellow Daoist Xia go out together?"

If nothing happened between the two of them, Xia Yuhan wouldn't blush.

"Hehe," Du Huaiyuan was a little shy, coughed a few times, and whispered:
"Fellow Daoist Xia and I love each other, and we plan to become Daoist couples and hold a dual cultivation ceremony once she breaks through the Foundation Establishment stage."

After a pause, he hurriedly explained:
"Unlike you and Junior Brother Ji who have made rapid progress in their cultivation, I have no hope of breaking through the Chao Yuan Stage. It would be nice to live the life of an immortal couple as soon as possible."

He is now seventy years old and is still stuck at the fourth level of foundation building. After more than ten years of hard practice without any results, he truly realizes that he is just an ordinary cultivator.

The future goal is to break through to the late stage of foundation building, and reaching the Chao Yuan stage can only be thought of in dreams.

Currently, there are more than 1,200 Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect, and just over 40 Chao Yuan cultivators.

Judging from this ratio, he has no hope at all.

Improving one's cultivation level is not subject to the cultivator's will.

He felt that after all his life's efforts, reaching the level of his master would be the ultimate goal. However, the lifespan of a cultivator at the ninth level of foundation building was no different from that of a cultivator at the initial stage of foundation building.

Since it is impossible to break through the Chaoyuan period, I might as well just live in peace and enjoy the prosperity of the world.

If I can use my accumulation to raise offspring who can go further in the future, this life will be enough.

Du Huaiyuan shouted loudly:
"Yuhan, take out some of the second-grade mulberry wine and pine nut wine I have stored here. Senior Brother Liu and I will drink a few jars together!"

(End of this chapter)