Traveling through the Immortal Cultivation World: I Use Solar Energy to Cultivate

Wang Bin simply said a few words of encouragement, and let the couple leave with gratitude and anxiety.

In fact, Wang Bin was not too concerned about whether Qin Hongyu could successfully brew the magic wine.

His action was more out of gratitude to Qin Hongyu. After all, the idea she proposed was like a ray of light in the darkness, opening a new door to wealth for Wang Bin.

Today, Wang Bin is like a lucky man holding a treasure map, and has found the way to make himself successful.

Those small businesses that he once thought had some value, such as winemaking, are now like passing clouds and can no longer arouse his interest.

However, wine has a special magic to him.

Just the thought of wine popped up in his mind, and his throat seemed to be gently moved by an invisible hand, and he swallowed involuntarily.

Looking back to the past, in that ordinary world without the fantasy of cultivating immortals, Wang Bin was a hero in the bar.

He can easily drink a pound of liquor, and beer is like drinking water, which he can keep drinking.

He still misses that exhilarating feeling.

But who could have imagined that when he stepped into this world of cultivating immortals, tobacco and alcohol seemed to have become things from another world, completely isolated from him.

However, if you think about it carefully, this is not a change in himself, but the body of Aoki that he occupies has no dependence on these worldly things.

Wang Bin closed his eyes and immersed himself deeply in Qingmu's memories, as if he was flipping through an ancient and mysterious book.

As his memory unfolded, he finally understood the reason.

The original owner of Aoki's body lived a very hard life.

He was like an ascetic walking alone in the darkness, silently enduring material scarcity for the sake of the vague path of cultivating immortality.

During the first 80 years, he put all his energy into accumulating spirit stones to buy the foundation-building pill.

Every piece of spirit stone embodies his countless sweat and hardships.

After finally successfully building the foundation, I thought I could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, a new goal was placed before me.

In recent decades, he has started to live frugally again in order to buy the realm-breaking pill, and continues to struggle on this difficult path of cultivation.

In the world of immortal cultivators, there is a unique set of survival rules.

After becoming a cultivator, you need to pay special attention to your diet.

Those foods from the secular world are like sweet poison to practitioners.

Not only can they not provide any help for spiritual practice, but after entering the body, they will leave behind all kinds of filth and impurities.

These impurities are like enemies hidden in the dark, which will erode the body and spiritual power of the cultivator and require a lot of time and energy to eliminate.

Of course, if there are enough resources and one can eat spiritual rice, monster meat and spiritual wine every day, it will undoubtedly speed up the process of cultivation like riding an express train.

But for Aoki, this luxurious life is like the stars in the sky, seemingly dazzling but out of reach.

He could only helplessly bury these beautiful imaginations deep in his heart and continue to live his frugal life.

Some things are like demons sealed deep in the heart. They can be suppressed without a trace at ordinary times, but once there is an opportunity to trigger them, they will break through the dam in an instant like a surging tide.

Wine, for Wang Bin, was just that. At this moment, the desire for wine grew wildly in his heart like weeds, and he could no longer suppress it.

Without any hesitation, he immediately used the sword-flying technique.

The flying sword under his feet flashed and instantly turned into a stream of light. In just a few breaths, he arrived at the outer city of Baiyun City.

In the center of the outer city of Baiyun City, there is an extremely conspicuous inn.

This inn is five stories high and looks like a luxurious palace standing in the world.

The walls of each floor are inlaid with golden decorations, which shine brightly under the sunlight, showing a high-end and classy atmosphere.

Above the gate of the inn, there is an ancient plaque with the four big characters "Yunlai Inn" engraved on it. The characters are written in a flamboyant style, as if containing mysterious power.

As soon as Wang Bin landed at the door of the inn, he frowned slightly, his heart full of surprise.

He really couldn't imagine that there would be such a magnificent building in such a remote little town.

His eyes moved slowly over the walls and decorations of the inn, and a thought emerged in his mind: If a monster attacks, wouldn't this exquisite building be reduced to ruins in an instant?

However, this thought only flashed through his mind, like a pebble thrown into a lake, causing only a few ripples.

Because he soon found the answer from Aoki's memory, which was like a vast ocean.

This is a world of immortal cultivators, where power is everything.

Those immortal cultivators who possess magical skills are like giants with divine power.

Take the construction of this inn for example. A Qi-refining cultivator who practices earth-attributed techniques and a wood-attributed cultivator working together can create an amazing miracle.

It only took them half a day to build this tall inn.

As for the exquisite decorations inside the inn, every detail is so delicate that it seems like a masterpiece of art.

The reason why Wang Bin knows all this so well is that he has personally participated in similar projects.

Every time he participated in such work, he would receive about 10 low-grade spirit stones as a reward.

Moreover, on the opening day of the inn, he will be invited as a VIP by the hospitable host and enjoy a sumptuous free meal.

Those were truly wonderful memories. The work was easy and simple, there was no danger at all, and I received generous rewards and enjoyed delicious food.

As soon as Wang Bin landed, his powerful spiritual sense was like an invisible tentacle, instantly covering the entire inn.

He was like a mysterious observer with X-ray vision, taking in everything in the inn.

In the lobby of the inn, several monks were sitting around a few tables, some chatting in low voices, some drinking happily, enjoying this rare leisure time.

And by the window on the second floor, a monk wearing a conical hat was sitting there quietly.

This person faintly exuded the cultivation fluctuations of the early stage of foundation building, but Wang Bin just glanced at him casually and didn't pay much attention to it.

Wang Bin's arrival was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the tranquility of the inn.

The innkeeper, Chen Dalei, a slightly plump, smiling middle-aged man, felt Wang Bin's powerful aura, and hurriedly put down his work and trotted to the door to greet him.

His cultivation in the late stage of Qi Refining was fully displayed at this moment, and his speed was so fast that it was like a gust of wind.