Immortality and Cultivation: This old man seeks enlightenment through mere survival.

Nestled in a misty, scenic valley, the mountains rise and fall, stretching for hundreds of miles.

The air in the valley is fresh and pleasant, filled with a rich spiritual atmosphere.

Exotic flowers and rare herbs dot the landscape, emitting a captivating fragrance.

Countless palaces, pavilions, mountain pavilions, and waterside terraces are scattered throughout the area, some built against the mountains and others standing beside the water, blending seamlessly with the surrounding natural landscape.

It forms a beautiful and enchanting fairyland.

This is where the Valley of Spirit Medicines is located.

Deep in the valley, in an old-fashioned pavilion.

Two disciples at the fifth level of Qi Refining yawned unintentionally.

Today it was their turn to guard the Shrine of Souls, another boring job.

Behind them, in the ancestral hall, stood many spirit tablets, neatly arranged from top to bottom.

Each of these Soul Tablets contains a wisp of the soul of a person from the Spirit Medicine Valley, and can reflect the state of everyone at any time.

If the soul is powerful, then the life soul tablet will shine as brightly as the stars.

If the soul is weak, then the life tablet will be as faint as a candle.

The disciple on the left leaned against the pillar by the door and said something out of the blue.

"I heard... Senior Brother Lin and the others took Junior Sister Jiang hunting monsters again?"

Upon hearing this, the other disciple nodded in agreement.

"Are you going to hunt the Silver Blood Serpent? Junior Sister Jiang is already at the sixth level of Qi Refining."

Once we obtain the snake demon's gall as the main ingredient, Elder Xiao will be able to refine another batch of Silver Spirit Pills for her, and her breakthrough to the seventh level of Qi Refining will be just around the corner..."

"Seventh level of Qi Refining?...Junior Sister Jiang entered the valley more than ten years after us, right? I didn't expect her to progress so quickly."

"Of course, she has a top-grade fire spirit root, and thanks to becoming Elder Xiao's disciple, she can easily get pills and resources. She also has a group of senior brothers who fawn over her."

"Tsk tsk, if you're envious, go and follow around. Maybe you can get a share of the Silver Spirit Pill."

"Go away, I'm not a simp. Besides, we know what I'm capable of."

"Junior Sister Jiang is such a prodigy, we're destined to be out of our league..."

Just as the two disciples were chatting and boasting, a sudden gust of cold wind blew by.

The disciple on the right faintly heard a cracking sound and couldn't help but look back.

"Did you hear that?"

"There seems to be a sound, shall we go check it out?!"

The two disciples quickly stepped into the ancestral hall, their eyes scanning the area below first.

No problems were found with the life tablets of any outer disciples.

Further up.

There's no inner gate either?

Further up, both disciples broke out in a cold sweat as they came across a faded, cracked plaque.

Xiao Fenlin, Elder of the Pill Pavilion

The Soul Tablet was almost completely shattered, with only a slightly larger fragment still emitting a faint light.

"Elder Xiao... Elder Xiao's life tablet is broken?!"

The disciple on the left stared wide-eyed in disbelief; they had just been talking about Elder Xiao and his prized disciple.

The next moment, Elder Xiao's life tablet shattered?

Before he could think, he instinctively reached out to ring the bronze bell beside him, but was stopped in time by another disciple.

"Absolutely not! This matter cannot be confirmed yet, and the news of Elder Xiao's accident must not be spread. You stay here and guard this place; I will personally report to the Valley Master!"

Having said that, the disciple departed with steady yet slightly hurried steps...

……

"Who?!"

the other side,

Lu Zaian was startled and puzzled by the sudden sound.

A burning sensation returned to his chest, as if in response to Lu Zaian's confusion.

"Is that you? What do you want? I don't know anything about Spirit Medicine Valley, and you didn't tell me what message you wanted to convey. How am I supposed to get there?!"

Lu Zaian touched the burning flame pattern on his chest and his expression shifted between anger and uncertainty as he hissed.

A gentle breeze blew by, carrying the smell of burning, without making a sound.

'Damn it, is this a backup plan left behind by Elder Xiao?'

Lu Zaian frowned, quickly swallowed a few healing pills, and limped to the center of the explosion and fire.

A huge crater appeared there, from which thick black smoke rose.

The three people from before had all vanished without a trace, not even their storage bags remained.

There were no useful clues or anything usable at the scene.

'What a pity about those magical treasures. We can't stay here long. Let's find a place to heal first, and while we're at it, see if we can get rid of that flame mark.'

The power of the elixir flowed through his body. After regaining some strength, Lu Zaian rode the Yellow Sand Gourd and fled in the southwest direction.

Two hours later,

Lu Zaian found a secluded, desolate mountain and then stopped and hid there.

They simply dug a cave and covered the entrance with a large rock.

"Huff... The injuries are healing quite quickly thanks to the power of the elixir and the restorative effects of the Longevity Body."

Lu Zaian sat cross-legged, his spiritual consciousness sinking into his body, drawing upon a wisp of magical power, and carefully advancing it along his meridians toward his chest.

'It's really unsettling to have this strange stuff inside my body; I need to find a way to get rid of it quickly.'

Through his spiritual sense, Lu Zaian saw that the flame pattern had actually penetrated through his skin and flesh and was directly imprinted on his heart.

When Lu Zaian tried to use water-based magic to drive away the flame patterns, he was suddenly met with a backlash.

"Hmm... Such domineering fire power."

Lu Zaian grunted and immediately stopped, not daring to make the slightest move.

The flame pattern is right there in his heart, once it really starts burning.

This fatal injury meant Lu Zai'an couldn't guarantee that the Longevity Body could save him.

Lu Zaian immersed his spiritual sense into his body again, wanting to observe the flame pattern in detail.

In an instant,

A burning pain, however, traveled along his meridians and entered Lu Zaian's mind.

"Ouch, damn it, what's going on? Why is my head starting to hurt too..."

Lu Zaian felt uneasy, covered his head as his retina blurred, and felt dizzy as if he had fallen into a kaleidoscope.

Along with that slight burning sensation, fragments of memories that did not belong to Lu Zaian suddenly flooded into his mind.

He seemed to be watching a person's entire life unfold before his eyes, as if viewing a revolving lantern.

In his memory, Lu Zaian saw a boy born into an ordinary cultivation family.

His name was Xiao Fenlin.

Xiao Fenlin was born with the Flame Spirit Pill Body and was sent to the Spirit Medicine Valley by his parents to become a disciple of the Valley Master.

He then devoted himself to cultivation for eighty years, and became engrossed in the cultivation of spiritual herbs and the art of alchemy, making him famous throughout the cultivation world of the Northern Sky Domain for his skills.

"This is Elder Xiao's soul memory?" Lu Zaian asked in astonishment.

This memory also contains Xiao Fenlin's many studies and insights on cultivating spiritual herbs throughout his life.

It also includes formulas for various precious elixirs, refining techniques, and even several second-tier elixir formulas.

"Okay, okay!!"

Lu Zaian covered his head for a while before he came to his senses, his eyes flashing with intense surprise.

"I never expected this elder from the Spirit Medicine Valley to be so capable."

Although he's only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he's already capable of refining mid-grade second-tier pills. He truly deserves the reputation of having a Daoist physique suited for pill refining.

These fragments of memory, absorbed by Lu Zaian by a twist of fate, have been firmly imprinted deep within his soul sea.

This means that Lu Zaian also mastered the methods of cultivating these precious medicinal herbs and the recipes for making pills.

Although Lu Zaian cannot fully understand it yet.

But these memories are like precious books kept in the attic.

Lu Zaian can look it up and read it anytime he wants.