The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

But once you leave Zhaoyu Town and pass the Zhaoyu Stone, the scenery is completely different.

First there was a two-mile wasteland. Except for a relatively flat driveway leading directly to Zhaoyu Town, the rest of the land was either overgrown with weeds or covered with strange rocks.

And because of the heavy rain, the originally flat driveway gradually became muddy.

If you insist on going through it, you will definitely fall into the mud.

Walk another two miles and the view becomes much wider, showing a plain. Some farmers in the town come here to farm.

Li Changxiao passed by this place and happened to see two farmers passing by. They were carrying hammers on their shoulders and looked worried. One of them even shouted that they really couldn't survive these days.

The other person also echoed the sentiment. He was very resentful and couldn't figure out the reason. The weather was obviously good this year, and there was no locust plague or drought. So why was there no harvest?

Hearing their conversation, Li Changxiao stopped them. He glanced at the land from a distance and found that it was quite fertile. This shouldn't be the case.

The two of them didn't know the reason and just kept complaining to him.

Li Changxiao was curious and asked them how they farmed.

The two men replied that farming was not difficult and that any ordinary child could do it. It was just a matter of digging a small hole and sowing the seeds.

Li Changxiao was a little amused when he heard this. No wonder the crops couldn't grow. At least the soil should be turned over.

The two were surprised. They cultivated land but had never turned the soil before, and they didn't know what it was for.

Li Changxiao understood clearly that the soil fertility was unusual before, and it was still enjoying the blessings of the past even after the spiritual energy was exhausted. He just scattered the seeds on the ground, and as long as there was no drought or locust plague, the seeds would survive.

But now it’s different.

The cultivators are transforming into mortals, the immortal dynasties are transforming into mortals, there is no reason why the land should not transform into mortals.

The soil is no longer as fertile as it once was, but the people's farming level is still stagnant. As a result...

The world is suffering!

Li Changxiao told the two of them some farming techniques that he knew. The two looked skeptical. After listening to part of it, they felt that they could not remember it or did not believe it, so they gave up and left.

Looking at the backs of the two people, he didn't pay much attention to them. Everything has its own destiny. If he can help, he will help. If he can't help, forget it.

He found a good spot, enjoyed the breeze, screwed in the cork, and fell into a sound sleep.

I slept until dawn.

The injuries he sustained from the thunderous cleansing had completely healed, and he even felt a little stronger.

At noon.

He came to Zhaoyu Town again and paid the balance to the proprietress. Then he changed into a new white suit in the changing room of the store, looking elegant and graceful with an extraordinary temperament.

Change your clothes.

He came to a small hill that he had already selected.

In a place with a beautiful view.

He pulled out the Qingping sword, used it as a shovel, and dug a deep pit.

He lay down in a deep pit, called Yu Luosha to come out, buried himself tightly, and then helped to put up a sign that read "No Disturbance".

Yu Luosha knew that his master was about to make another breakthrough, so he completed this not-so-difficult task in no time, then returned to the soul bead to nourish his soul.

at the same time.

Li Changxiao's consciousness sank into the dream space.

That yellow fruit is ripe.

Gives people a sweet feeling.

Occasionally, a thin mist of spiritual energy is emitted.

Li Changxiao picked the fruit and took a bite.

The yellow flesh melts in your mouth and is full of juice, moistening your entire mouth the moment you bite it.

Every drop of juice can be transformed into spiritual energy that the outside world desires but cannot obtain.

And the quantity is very large and very pure.

Just one bite and you get a ton of benefits.

Li Changxiao took the second bite without hesitation. The aura he generated made his clothes and long hair fly.

He was launching an attack towards the city gate of the "late Nascent Soul" stage.

With the help of this fruit, even without the supply of spiritual energy from the outside, it would not take him too long to break through this level. Twenty years at most, and at least seven or eight years would be enough!

All is ready except for the opportunity.

Li Changxiao slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, he did not let Yu Luosha go out, because she was a soul after all, and could not be too far away from him, so he could not collect much useful information.

Instead of wandering around aimlessly, it is better to stay in the soul bead and be nurtured.

But Li Changxiao was very thoughtful.

He collected a lot of mortal martial arts, as well as some techniques suitable for ghost cultivation, and let her study them on her own. He did not expect her to practice, but just read them as a leisure book to kill time.

……

time flies.

Five years passed in a flash.

In this tide of transformation.

Everyone is struggling.

Cultivation is to go against the will of heaven.

A cultivator's spiritual aspirations are not so easily destroyed.

The spiritual energy has been depleted for only three hundred years, which is not enough to completely defeat them.

But then again.

Everyone knows that the recovery of spiritual energy is a long way off, and in this era, it is not as simple as just the disappearance of spiritual energy. What will follow is the withering of all things... and so on.

For example, some terrifying divination techniques, spiritual weapons, and formations that are capable of calculating the entire world.

It loses its effectiveness without you noticing.

For example, a cultivator only needs to sweep across, and every blade of grass and tree within a hundred miles can be clearly reflected in his mind with his spiritual consciousness.

In this era, they have also been inexplicably suppressed and it is difficult to reach their previous power. In order to avoid unnecessary losses, 90% of the cultivators have sealed their powers within their bodies.

What is depleted is the spiritual energy, but when it comes to the last resort, the cultivators would rather use the spiritual energy than use their spiritual consciousness.

In this bleak scenery.

This day.

A spiritual bird shocked the world and brought tears to the eyes of countless monks.

They still saw the light, but they knew that someone was finally willing to step forward and lead them forward in the darkness.

Perhaps subconsciously, they have been looking forward to this moment.

Lingtian Dynasty.

I saw only a magical bird.

Fly into the palace and into the hall.

It was early morning.

The court, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally had some sunlight shining through for the first time.

The spiritual bird was snow-white all over.

Light body.

In the eyes of all the civil and military officials in the court, she was so beautiful that it was dazzling.

Even the emperor sitting high on the dragon throne could no longer remain calm at this moment.

He stared at the white bird.

Shortness of breath.

No time to care about your own image.

The appearance of this spiritual bird means a person... a big shot, a top-notch big shot in the world...

The spirit bird flew onto Li Shanhe's finger.

An envelope was tied to a bird's claw.

Li Shanhe took off the envelope with trembling fingers, untied the rope and slowly opened it. During the whole process, he subconsciously held his breath. No, not only him, but all the powerful officials in the court did the same.

Open the envelope.

The content is very simple.

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Summit will gather the strengths of hundreds of schools to discuss the grand plan of reform. It will be officially launched in five years."

"All cultivators in the world, regardless of their level of cultivation, regardless of their birthplace, as long as they are still alive... all come!!"

"I hope the recipients will make this letter public."

At last.

Signed...

The leader of Dao Sect: Li Xundao!

At this moment.

In several worlds, Li Shanhe was not the only one who received the spirit bird envelope.

A magical bird flew into a popular temple and landed on a golden statue. It refused to leave even though it was being smoked by the smoke.

Like waiting for someone.

Several days passed before two women who looked exactly like the golden statue came to the temple, caught the spirit bird and took the envelope.

The older woman's pupils shrank.

There are also spiritual birds that fly into the former holy place, land on a branch, and wait quietly for someone to come and pick up the letter.

Some flew into the ravine...

A conference sweeping the cultivation world has quietly begun.

This conference concerns the fate and reform of all cultivators, and Li Xundao, the leader of the Taoist sect, is the only one who is qualified and capable of convening this meeting.

This era needs a leader.

(There is one more chapter today, which should be released in the afternoon)