Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Chen Yunhao stayed at his eldest sister's house for another day. It was not because he was unwilling to stay longer, but mainly because he did not want to cause trouble for his eldest sister's family.

After all, such a big case involves one or two hundred lives. We should be prepared for the worst.

When leaving, he also left secretly under the cover of night.

After the matter here was settled, he was going to return to his master's sect. Before leaving, he left behind all the valuables on his body, which were only a few dozen taels of gold.

These things are like dirt to monks, and are very easy to obtain and of no great use, but they are enough to improve the lives of my eldest sister's family.

He also picked out the smallest low-grade spirit stone, drilled a hole in it, strung a rope through it, and gave it to his little nephew to hang around his neck.

With the nourishment of this spiritual stone, my nephew can be guaranteed to be healthy.

The world of immortal cultivation and the mortal world are two different paths, and the more you walk on them, the less likely they will intersect.

Although Chen Yunhao wanted to find an opportunity to come back and see his elder sister, the next time would definitely be after he had established his foundation, which could be ten or even twenty years later.

The straight-line distance between Taihua Prefecture and Yufeng Mountain is nearly four thousand miles.

For a monk who can fly, it only takes half a day, but for a mortal, it may not be possible to reach the destination in a lifetime.

Chen Yunhao rode on the flying disc and returned to the familiar Yufeng Mountain in just half the night.

The Yufeng Mountain Range covers an area of ​​a thousand miles, and Tianzhen Temple is the only sect for cultivating immortals.

It can be said to be the only Taoist sect in the entire Taihua State, but it is also a second-rate sect.

Taoist sects were once glorious. It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, all the techniques used in the world of immortal cultivation originated from Taoist classics.

As time went by, the Taoist sects stuck to the old ways and gradually lost their influence.

The skills of other immortal cultivation sects are endless and have long become the mainstream in the immortal cultivation world.

There is not a single mortal in Tianzhenguan from top to bottom, and there are less than two hundred people in total. In the world of immortal cultivation, it is a sect that cannot be any smaller, only slightly larger than some small immortal cultivation families.

Although Tianzhenguan is a very small sect of immortal cultivation, ordinary people cannot freely enter or leave the area within a radius of twenty miles.

Tianzhen Temple is located on the highest peak of the Yufeng Mountain Range. Including this huge peak, the surrounding area within a radius of twenty miles is shrouded in thick fog.

This is the maze array under Tianzhen Temple. It looks like a simple fog, but there is a maze hidden inside.

Not to mention that ordinary people can't get close, even a cultivator in the Jindan stage would be dizzy if he entered the maze formation.

As a disciple of Tianzhen Temple, Chen Yunhao naturally had a token for entering and leaving.

When he stepped on the flying disc and approached the mysterious formation, the thick fog automatically retreated, revealing a passage about ten feet wide.

This passage leads directly from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. It is said that this mysterious formation has a history of nearly ten thousand years. It was set up by the first master of Tianzhen Temple and is of the top grade Xuan level.

After putting away the flying disc, Chen Yunhao used the leaping technique to run all the way back to the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

Flying is not allowed on this road up the mountain. There are restrictions above the passage, which are also designed to defend against enemies.

“Senior Brother…”

Before entering the mountain gate of Tianzhen Temple, there were two ordinary disciples on night duty.

Chen Yunhao did not think he was superior just because he was the elder's direct disciple. He still stopped and greeted him politely.

Although there are not many people in Tianzhenguan, they are divided into different levels, and there is a difference between ordinary disciples and direct disciples.

Tianzhenguan covers a very large area, from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain, covering several thousand acres.

Of course, there are not many real buildings, and most of the places are spiritual fields.

There are spiritual rice and various spiritual medicines grown in the spiritual fields, and there are also captive spiritual beasts in the back mountains.

Tianzhenguan has a history of nearly ten thousand years here. There have always been few disciples in the sect, and most of the time they are self-sufficient and have few conflicts with the outside world.

It is precisely because of this reason that Tianzhenguan has never grown and developed, and has continued its history in peace for nearly ten thousand years.

You have to know that in the real world of cultivating immortals, it is a place where the strong prey on the weak and the big fish eat the small fish. The more powerful a sect is, the faster it will go bankrupt.

There are very few sects on this continent that can last for nearly ten thousand years like Tianzhenguan.

So sometimes it’s not a bad thing to keep a low profile and be a little more modest.

Chen Yunhao came back at night. It was still dark, and his master and fellow brothers were probably still meditating and practicing, so he didn't go to pay their respects first.

Chen Yunhao has his own residence in the temple. Tianzhen Temple is vast and sparsely populated, so almost every disciple can get a small courtyard to live in.

This is a small courtyard with three houses. The courtyard on his left belongs to his third senior brother, and the courtyard on his right is vacant.

Among the three rooms, one is used for practicing and meditating, one is used to store miscellaneous items, and the other one was converted into an alchemy room.

In Taoist sects, alchemy has always been their strong point.

Chen Yunhao's master, Zui Dao Ren, can barely be considered an alchemist.

The Drunken Taoist's forte is not alchemy, but winemaking, which is the spiritual fruit wine brewed from the spiritual fruits grown in the mountains.

Lingguo wine is considered one of the specialties of Tianzhen Temple and is quite popular in the surrounding markets.

When Chen Yunhao first started practicing, his master asked him to choose a skill to cultivate immortality.

Among the skills of making talismans, refining pills, refining tools, brewing wine, and cultivating spiritual plants, he finally chose to make pills.

After these seven or eight years, I have barely gotten started in alchemy.

Alchemy is a skill based on experience. The recipe is fixed, and only continuous refining can improve the skill and success rate of the pill.

However, Tianzhenguan is a small sect with few channels to obtain spiritual medicine. It relies solely on self-sufficiency, so there are more wolves than meat.

So since he started learning alchemy, in the past seven or eight years, Chen Yunhao has only opened a dozen furnaces, which is a pitifully small number.

With so few attempts, let alone successfully refining a furnace, it is considered good enough that he has just grasped the key points. This shows that he has a good understanding.

This is all off topic. Let’s talk about Chen Yunhao returning to his quiet room where he meditated and took out the spoils from his arms.

The quality of the storage bag of the middle-aged monk was far inferior to the one on his waist.

After all, a storage bag is also a kind of magic weapon and has grades. The worst one is the low-grade yellow one in front of you.

The middle-aged monk's storage bag was only three or four feet in size. He was truly a pauper.

There were only five or six low-grade spirit stones, a jade slip, a gray bead the size of a fist, and three or four first-level low-grade spirit talismans.

Apart from these, there was nothing else. Although there seemed to be a lot of items, the total price was not as valuable as his flying sword.

What interested Chen Yunhao the most was the fist-sized bead. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the bead, it was a magic weapon, a low-grade magic weapon.

After taking out this fist-sized bead from the storage bag, he immediately felt the surrounding spiritual energy converging with the bead as the center.

“Spirit Gathering Pearl…!”

Chen Yunhao's eyes lit up. He had heard about this thing from his second senior brother, but had never seen it in person.