I dream of immortality in Taixu Sect

In the early morning, the setting sun rises.

Meng Bai has arrived at Qingquan Village.

To enter the land without spirits, one must pass through Qingquan Village, so Meng Bai came here to take a look.

The Spiritless Land has not changed much from twenty-four years ago. The layout of the village has not changed much, but there are many new faces. Many old people have passed away, and Meng Bai could only recognize a few familiar faces when he scanned with his spiritual sense.

Hu Zi was not in Qingquan Village and seemed to have left.

Meng Bai continued walking north.

The further you go, the lower the concentration of spiritual energy in front of you becomes, until it disappears completely.

After entering the land without spirits, Meng Bai's spiritual energy began to decrease bit by bit, and he could only recover it by practicing in a dream.

At the same time, Meng Bai discovered that when he entered a soulless land, the power of the seal would be greatly weakened, and the maximum range of Meng Bai's sword heart was less than one mile.

Meng Bai walked forward for a few more miles, climbed over several mountains, and found a valley in front of him. There was a wasteland outside the valley and a stream not far away.

Meng Bai said: "This place is nice, perfect for growing flowers and plants."

The slender flower is a first-level spiritual flower that can absorb nutrients from the earth and produce very weak spiritual energy when it blooms.

Meng Bai didn't know who issued this task, but the person who issued the task probably wanted to study whether the slender flower grass could produce spiritual energy in a place without spiritual energy.

When accepting the task, it was specifically mentioned that magic could not be used when planting fine flowers and plants, and all external interference had to be eliminated, so Meng Bai had to do it himself.

First, Meng Bai took out a hoe and started to cultivate the wasteland.

Now the field is not fertile, Meng Bai first planted the seeds of rice.

This kind of seeds was specially found by Meng Bai from the mortal world because it is the easiest to grow.

In this way, Meng Bai watered the fields and applied fertilizers during the day, and practiced in his dreams in the valley when he had free time.

On this day, Meng Bai returned to the valley after finishing work in the fields, thinking to himself: "It takes too much time to work by myself every day. How about creating an avatar or a puppet?"

The wasteland is one mile in size. If magic is used to take care of it, it can be completed in a breath. However, if Meng Bai wants to take care of it completely, it will take up half a day every day.

Then Meng Bai fell into a dream.

Today, instead of studying swordsmanship or practicing as usual, he began to study the art of clones or puppets.

In the small courtyard by the lake, figures appeared beside Meng Bai, and then shattered with a loud bang. This scene kept repeating itself.

A month later,

Two Meng Bai appeared in the small courtyard in the lake. One Meng Bai was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, staring at the other Meng Bai intently.

This is the art of clone creation developed by Meng Bai.

However, the clone was not perfect, and Meng Bai had a hard time controlling it.

Meng Bai sighed and said, "No, it won't work, not to mention for fighting, even for farming it won't be very useful."

Meng Bai waved his hand and the clone disappeared.

Two months later, Meng Bai finally created a clone in his dream that he could control freely.

However, this clone has no magical fluctuations and is completely a mortal. It also requires 10% of Meng Bai's magical power to maintain its human form every day.

Meng Bai smiled slightly: "Not bad, let's leave it like this for now. It's enough for farming."

The clone technique created by Meng Bai is completely useless in the world of immortal cultivation, but it is just right for farming now.

It’s not that Meng Bai doesn’t want to continue to perfect the art of clones, but Meng Bai’s accumulation of this kind of knowledge is limited. If he wants to continue to perfect it, he can only do so after returning to the sect.

Generally speaking, in the existing clone techniques of Taixu Sect, the clone that can assist in combat generally requires the cultivation of Jindan level.

Meng Bai was very self-aware and did not continue wasting time on the idea of ​​creating a clone.

In three months, the rice that Meng Bai had planted has grown vigorously and will probably be mature in a few days.

However, Meng Bai's purpose was not to grow ordinary rice. He set a fire and burned more than a mile of rice fields.

The raging fire was quite spectacular.

Meng Bai smiled slightly: "This is almost it. We can plant flowers and plants in a few days."

A few days later, with the help of his clone, Meng Bai planted the seeds of the slender flower grass, and then Meng Bai began to sleep wholeheartedly.

In his dream, Meng Bai spent most of his time practicing.

Even for the way of the sword, he only set aside a small amount of time to comprehend it.

Now Meng Bai's swordsmanship is already high enough, but his own cultivation level is still not enough, which makes it quite difficult for Meng Bai to comprehend a deeper level of swordsmanship.

Meng Bai estimated that it would take him thirty years to advance from the seventh level of foundation building to the eighth level.

In this spiritualless place, nothing disturbed Meng Bai, and five years passed in the blink of an eye.

This night,

Meng Bai rarely stayed awake. He personally kept an eye on the flowers and plants in the field.

According to Meng Bai's calculations, the flowers and plants will bloom tonight.

Under the moonlight,

The slender flowers and grass emit a bright white light, and the stamens bloom quietly, emitting a charming fragrance.

Meng Bai sighed slightly and said, "Without spiritual energy, it looks like a failure."

A huge fire started from under Meng Bai's feet, and thousands of miles of flowers and grass began to burn.

According to the task requirements, Meng Bai needs to plant the fibrous flowers and grass twice. After the first failure, Meng Bai prepares for the second planting.

However, Meng Bai believed that the probability of a second failure was also very high. Of course, it had nothing to do with him. He was only responsible for recording and slacking off.

the second year,

Meng Bai was sleeping as usual while his clone was farming.

But on this day, an uninvited guest came to Meng Bai's valley.

A group of mortals wearing beast skins and holding spears came to the outside of Meng Bai's valley.

The clone Meng Bai frowned.

"There are still mortals in this soulless land."

The original body who was sleeping in the valley suddenly opened his eyes.

There were fine flowers and plants planted outside the valley. Meng Bai didn't want them to be destroyed by these barbarians, so he walked out of the valley and came to the front of these barbarians.

Meng Bai shouted, "This is my territory, leave immediately."

"For thousands of years, the outsiders have been in the black barbarian territory, and for thousands of years, the foreigners have been brave enough to apply the ground." The leader of the barbarians said something that Meng Bai couldn't understand.

But this did not pose a problem for Meng Bai. Meng Bai used his spiritual sense to check the barbarian's memory and in less than a moment he knew what the barbarian was saying.

The general meaning is outsider. This has been the territory of the Wuman for hundreds of years. How dare you, a outsider, occupy the land?

At the same time, Meng Bai also understood that these Wuman tribes migrated from the depths of the Spiritless Land and had lived on this land for hundreds of years. This valley was also in the Wuman territory, but it was almost a marginal area. It took several years for the barbarians to pass by and symbolically patrol their territory.

The last time Taixu Sect conducted a large-scale exploration of the soulless land was ten thousand years ago. It is not surprising that barbarians appear now that the world has changed so much.

Meng Bai said in their language: "Leave here, or don't blame me for being rude."

The leading barbarian didn't know his memory had been stolen yet, and he angrily said, "Asshole, how dare you invade the territory of our great Wuman tribe."

Without saying a word, the barbarian threw the spear in his hand towards Meng Bai.