Fast Travel Absurdity Sutra

Deep in the mysterious forest, there is a cave where obsidian lives.

Vines hang down at the entrance of the cave like a green curtain, swaying slightly, guarding this mysterious place.

Since Lantian successfully drew Qi into her body, she entered a whole new world. She was completely immersed in cultivation and couldn't extricate herself.

She was like a possessed person, deeply immersed in the state of cultivation like a madman.

That look showed that everything in the world had nothing to do with her. In her eyes and heart, there was only the most important thing: cultivation.

The surrounding trees are tall and ancient, with lush branches and leaves that block out the sun. The sunlight can only shine through the gaps between the layers of leaves, casting spots of light like mysterious star fragments.

As the ancients said, "The depth of the forest is unknown, and the hidden caves are full of hidden meanings."

As you step into the cave, a rich aroma hits you. The stone walls inside the cave shimmer with a faint light, as if telling the story of time.

The air in the cave seemed to be frozen, and it was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

The light flickered, beating to a mysterious rhythm that made people feel awe involuntarily.

"The cave gate and the high pavilion are bathed in the afterglow of the mist, and the peach and plum trees are shady and the willow catkins are flying." This scene makes people imagine a lot.

Looking up, countless bizarre stalactites hang from the cave ceiling. "The jagged rocks and stalactites are a thousand years of creation, full of mysteries."

Some hang high like sharp swords, ready to fall at any moment, creating a thrilling sense of oppression; others resemble exquisite pagodas, layer upon layer, delicate and mysterious; others resemble fairy ribbons, light and graceful, seemingly drifting in the wind. These stalactites shimmer with a mysterious brilliance in the faint light; some are crystal clear and dazzling, while others are faintly colored, stained with a mysterious halo by the passage of time.

And on the ground, stalagmites rise from the ground.

"The stalagmites stand in a forest, reflecting the secluded cave, and the natural carvings are endless."

Some of them are thick and tall, like giant pillars, giving people a sense of solidity and reliability; some are slender and long, like elegant bamboo shoots, exuding a fresh scent.

The stalagmites have various shapes, some are straight like pillars, and some are curved and spiraled. They are masterpieces drawn by nature with a magical brush.

They echo the stalactites above their heads, telling the vicissitudes of time and the wonders of nature.

At this time, a thin layer of mist filled the cave.

The mist floats like a veil, appearing and disappearing, adding a mysterious color to the entire cave.

The mist sometimes condenses and sometimes disperses, as if it has life. In the weak light, the mist reflects a variety of colors, like a dream.

It gently envelopes the stalactites and stalagmites, giving them a mysterious veil.

The fog flows slowly on the ground, like a flowing galaxy, flashing with mysterious light.

It surrounds Lantian, guarding her cultivation. "The mist shrouds the mysterious cave, and the spiritual breath lingers with infinite meaning."

The pure spiritual energy, like wisps of green smoke, slowly floated in the cave.

They seem to have life, dancing lightly and emitting a mysterious and powerful power.

These auras are gifts from nature, pure and flawless, making people intoxicated by them.

The faint light and aura intertwined to create a dreamlike atmosphere.

Lantian lay quietly in the cave, eyes closed, her breathing steady and even. She was completely immersed in her cultivation. At this moment, the mysterious spiritual root within her body began to slowly activate, like a long-dormant spirit being quietly awakened.

The Lingzhu root emits a faint and mysterious light. At first, the light is dim like a firefly, and gradually becomes brighter, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

It has its own unique life rhythm and automatically absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy.

As if drawn by an irresistible gravitational pull, the spiritual energy poured in from every corner of the cave. Some seeped out from the cracks in the stone walls like light silk threads, while some dripped slowly from the stalactites on the cave ceiling like glittering dewdrops.

These spiritual energies gathered into a powerful airflow, which was continuously injected into the spiritual roots.

As spiritual energy continued to flow in, the spiritual roots, in conjunction with the Star Shield, began to purify the spiritual energy.

It is like an extremely precise filter, removing impurities from the spiritual energy one by one.

Under the action of spiritual roots and energy, those impurities turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated, leaving only the purest and richest parts.

The purified spiritual energy becomes more crystal clear and emits powerful energy fluctuations.

Every trace of spiritual energy seems to contain endless vitality and power, like a flowing gem.

When Lantian needs to practice, the spirit bead will slowly release the pure spiritual energy according to her needs.

The spiritual energy flows slowly through Lantian's meridians like gentle spring water.

The feeling is like being caressed by the mother's gentle hands, which is extremely comfortable.

The spiritual energy nourishes every inch of her body, from skin to muscles, from bones to internal organs, and every cell is rejuvenated with new vitality under the nourishment of the spiritual energy.

Lantian could clearly feel the powerful force surging in her body. Her body was surrounded by a warm air flow, making her immersed in an indescribable pleasure.

While practicing the exercises, the magic of the spiritual roots was once again revealed.

Once, Lantian tried to practice the Linghua Circulation Formation.

She was completely absorbed in the secrets of the technique, but she still couldn't grasp it, and she couldn't help feeling anxious.

At that moment, her spiritual root suddenly warmed slightly, emitting a gentle glow. This light was a guiding light, instantly illuminating the fog within Lantian's mind. Clear images emerged in her mind, revealing every detail and key point of the technique. The spiritual pearl seemed to have become a wise mentor, revealing the essence of the technique to Lantian one by one.

With the help of his spiritual roots, Lantian quickly mastered the essence of the Linghua Circulation Array and his cultivation speed far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Her heart was filled with surprise and gratitude, and she became more and more in awe of the magical power of the Xingyao Linghua spiritual root.

As she practiced, the surrounding spiritual energy was summoned and slowly flowed towards her.

The spiritual energy surrounded her, like a gentle embrace, wrapping her tightly.

Her figure appeared and disappeared in the dim light, and she looked like a mysterious messenger from ancient times.

As time went by, the spiritual energy in the cave became thinner and thinner, and was finally completely absorbed by Lantian.

Lantian exudes a mysterious light. She has become one with the cave and a part of this mysterious world.

The cave returned to silence again, with only the slightly flickering stone walls witnessing everything that had just happened.

The dark depths of the cave seem to hide countless unknown secrets, which make people dare not peek easily, but they can't help but be attracted by the mysterious atmosphere.

Lantian slowly turned his head and looked out leisurely.

Outside the cave entrance, sunlight shines like golden threads through the dense branches and leaves that form layers of green curtains, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.

Those lights and shadows, bright or dark, are like a mysterious scroll, interweaving to create an unpredictable pattern on the ground.

The breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled. The sound was the music of nature, singing softly for Lantian's practice, with a soothing rhythm.

In the mountains and forests, a fresh air spreads like water waves, mixed with the faint fragrance of grass and trees.

The fragrance is elusive, like a call from ancient times, making people's hearts become quiet and peaceful in an instant.

There was a hint of confusion in her eyes, and she had no idea what the world outside was like.

She wondered in her heart, is there enough spiritual energy in the outside world for cultivation?

However, based on what she had felt while staying in the system, it seemed that there was not much spiritual energy in the outside world.

At least, in her perception, the spiritual energy in the outside world is pitifully scarce and extremely rare, just like the rare stars twinkling in the night sky.

Moreover, there were no powerful beings, as if the world had fallen into silence.

Therefore, she cherishes this rare opportunity to practice very much.

The degree of cherishment can only be described as "very much".