My Optimized Immortal Life

As the saying goes, good things don't come in pairs, bad things come in pairs. Chen Qing was immersed in the sadness of the spirit stone growing wings and flying away. He wanted to look up to the sky and sigh to vent his emotions, but he didn't expect that the sunlight would sting his eyes again, and now tears flowed uncontrollably.

But life has to go on. After walking for about half an hour, Chen Qing returned to his residence, which was actually the residence of independent cultivators near the Fenglin Valley Market. Looking around, there were scattered small wooden houses and many independent cultivators walking around.

Chen Qing walked into the small wooden house. The wandering cultivators around saw Chen Qing and greeted him. Seeing that Chen Qing looked distraught and had a lot of mud stains on his trouser legs, they thought that he must be a poor man who was poisoned by the lizard hand in the field. So they looked at him with some pity and stopped disturbing him.

Chen Qingdong walked around to the west and soon came to a courtyard with only two small wooden houses. This was his residence in this world.

Arriving in front of the courtyard, a row of fences as high as a person surrounds the courtyard with only two wooden houses. It seems to give a sense of security, but in fact, for the immortal cultivators who can go to heaven and earth, the ornamental value is greater than the practical significance.

Chen Qing is not so naive.

As I walked into the courtyard, I found that the door of one of the two wooden houses was open. An old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and with a dusty face came out coughing and stumbling. Thick black smoke was coming out of the wooden door behind him.

"It almost blew me to death." The old Taoist coughed out clouds of smoke, which was even more exaggerated than those old men who smoked dry tobacco in his previous life.

Chen Qing was surprised by this and laughed at him, "Master He, I told you not to refine the He Qi Dan, but you didn't listen. You've already blown up your furnace several times."

The old Taoist priest, whom Chen Qing called He Laodao, choked out a puff of black smoke. Seeing Chen Qing mocking him again, he couldn't help but blush and retorted: "When I refine the Heqi Pill, you will have no choice but to kneel down and beg me!"

As if he had lost his breath while talking, He Laodao started coughing again, looking very embarrassed.

Seeing that there were people as unlucky as himself, Chen Qing's mood improved again. After all, everyone is like this.

"Chen boy, didn't you go to see the spiritual fields? Why are you back so soon?"

Taoist He wiped the dust off his face with his Taoist robe and asked.

"I was murdered. There's no need to watch it anymore, so I came back."

Chen Qing spread his hands helplessly.

"Haha... It's a good thing I didn't plant those spiritual plants that yielded only a few spiritual stones." After hearing Chen Qing's sad story, He Laodao also laughed at him. "I told you not to plant those spiritual fields that yielded nothing, but you didn't listen. Now you're in trouble."

"Hmph, if I had your alchemy inheritance, I would never cultivate such a deadly field." Chen Qing got angry when he talked about this. That damn Qingyu Sect doesn't care about anything at all. Apart from knowing how to collect spirit stones, they pretend not to see anything else. It makes me so angry!

"This alchemy inheritance was acquired by chance when I was young. Boy Chen, why don't you go out and try your luck?" Taoist He chuckled a few times, then ran back to clean up the house.

"You old Taoist priest, you are not kind at all. I am a casual cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining. If I go out and venture out, I might just get myself killed."

Chen Qing had thought about going out to explore, but with his strength, unless he was really a son of luck, he would definitely die.

In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. In the entire Song Dynasty's immortal cultivation world, the Tianyuan Sect is the leader. Its supreme elder, Tianyuan Zhenjun, is the only Yuanying Zhenjun in the entire Song Dynasty. He has been in charge of the Tianyuan Sect for more than 600 years, and has established the Tianyuan Sect's position as the number one sect in the Song Dynasty. If nothing unexpected happens, with the lifespan of Yuanying Zhenjun, the Tianyuan Sect's ruling status can continue for more than 500 years.

Under the Tianyuan Sect, there are the Taixuan Sect, the Baihua Palace, and the Lieyang Sect, three major Jindan-level forces. There are more than a dozen families and sects that have foundation-building cultivators. As for Qi-refining cultivators like Chen Qing, there are probably about 300,000 to 400,000 of them in the entire Song Kingdom.

Among this large group of Qi-refining cultivators, there are a lot of third-level Qi-refining cultivators like Chen Qing, and those with higher cultivation than him... The Taoist He in front of him is one of them.

Ignoring He Laodao who ran back to the house to pack up, Chen Qing walked back to another wooden house. This was the small wooden house where his original body had lived for four years and occupied most of his original body's memory.

Open the door, close the door, close the window. Chen Qing was still a little worried, so he posted a talisman on the window to detect whether anyone had entered. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and sit on the wooden bed.

Being cautious is a virtue that must be kept in mind at all times, especially in a place like the world of cultivating immortals.