Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

Even after breaking through to the Qi Refining stage, these short-lived species, whose lifespans were taken away from them at birth, can regain a lifespan of a hundred years.

But for mortals, breaking through the Qi Refining Realm is not so easy.

"..."

The discussion about this matter in the teahouse became increasingly heated.

Some people share Chen Hongfang's thoughts: rather than gaining a few decades of extra lifespan by becoming a worshipper, they would rather live a normal life. Although they may envy those cultivators, they ultimately lack the courage and confidence to do so, and they can't blame anyone else.

Others shared the same thought as Wang Bai: living like this, weak and frail as usual, was quite torturous anyway, so why not take a chance and see what happens?

Both sides held their own opinions, and neither could convince the other. In any case, the matter quickly spread throughout the town.

Just one day later, a large number of town residents spontaneously organized themselves into a group and came to the lakeside behind Shuitian Village.

A willow tree over ten meters tall, with countless branches hanging down to the shore, is reflected in the shimmering lake water.

Under the dense shade of trees, dozens of villagers from Shuitian Village were meditating and practicing their spiritual cultivation.

This scene is truly surreal, as if it were not the back mountain of Shuitian Village, but a Taoist temple's cultivation ground.

The moment the crowd saw the willow trees by the lake, they were met with a gasp of amazement:

"Is this still Shuitian Village?"

"These willow trees are growing well; it seems Wang Bai was right!"

Those who come here generally have the idea of ​​becoming worshippers, and are naturally eager to try.

Chen Hong and Li Laosi had already heard about it, and immediately rushed from the lakeside to the crowd. He said:

"Lord Xianliu instructed that anyone who wishes to make offerings should be accepted."

Upon hearing that all comers would be accepted, one of them exclaimed with delight:

"I... I'll try it first!"

They followed Chen Hong and quickly arrived at the shade of the willow tree, where they saw a person seemingly sitting on a branch of the willow.

"That is?"

"That's Lord Xianliu in human form! You mustn't be rude!"

Chen Hong and Li Laosi immediately took the lead in bowing to the young man on the head, and the people of Lan Town did not dare to neglect them.

The fact that Xianliu could transform into human form was indeed beyond their expectations...

Just as everyone was wondering, a bright green willow branch suddenly drooped down, and the tip of the branch touched the yellow chin of the young man who had stepped forward earlier.

As the willow tree's spiritual energy entered his body, the young man felt completely refreshed, as if his recent cold had been cured!

He immediately came to his senses, thanked Xianliu, and then it was the turn of the people behind him.

Seeing that some people had tasted the benefits, everyone naturally stopped hesitating and stepped forward to accept the immortal techniques.

The group of over thirty people who came to Lan Town all had immortal seeds implanted in their bodies, becoming a new batch of worshippers...

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Xianliu!"

Ye Xuan remained on the Immortal Willow, watching as more and more worshippers gathered below, which increased the likelihood of his plan being implemented.

Although these people don't have much talent, with the spiritual energy that Immortal Willow exudes during her daily cultivation, and the pearl at the bottom of the lake that absorbs moonlight, it should be no problem for most of them to break through to the Qi Refining stage.

He seemed to already see the scene two months later, where the immortal seeds in everyone's bodies would sprout, and much of the life force would nourish the immortal willow.

Now, Ye Xuan composed himself. Among the people who came from the town, there was one person he had been paying attention to for a long time.

Unlike the others who accepted the immortal seed, he seemed more like someone who came to watch the spectacle. After lingering in the crowd for a while, he quietly left.

Ye Xuan vaguely recognized the face; it must be from a ritual performed at the town's ancestral temple.

"The religious rites held in the ancestral hall..."

If he wanted to offer sacrifices to the Immortal Willow like everyone else, he would naturally accept any offer. However, the middle-aged man's behavior was unusual, which piqued Ye Xuan's interest.

Instead of using my senses, I leaped down from the willow tree. "I have business to attend to; you stay here and teach them the basics."

After giving some instructions to Chen Hong and his son, he quietly followed the ritual master back to Lan Town from Shuitian Village.

At noon, the ritual was indeed completed and returned to the shrine of the immortals in the town. Ye Xuan then swaggered in.

Who are you?

Several people performing rituals in the ancestral hall had been gathered together, seemingly discussing matters concerning Shuitian Village. Now, upon seeing a strange young man arrive, they became somewhat wary.

Ye Xuan ignored them and began to look around the spacious ancestral hall on his own.

"How dare you disregard us!"

Feeling ignored, the ritual performers grabbed fire sticks from the side and swarmed forward.

Just as the pitch-black fire poker was about to touch Ye Xuan's Taoist robe, it was suddenly stopped in mid-air by a force.

He turned to look at the group, and a tiny cyan whirlwind appeared in his palm...

The force contained within the whirlwind exploded instantly, sending the men, along with their sticks, flying and crashing heavily onto the beams and pillars inside the temple.

"Are you from Shuitian Village?"

One of the ritual performers, panting heavily, saw that the young man actually possessed spiritual power and immediately thought of the Shuitian Village, which had been affected by the willow tree.

As far as they knew, everyone in Shuitian Village, regardless of age or gender, could cultivate after receiving the secret method.

The person who performed the ritual earlier went to Shuitian Village to investigate the truth of the matter.

Now that I see it, it's just as I expected!

"Are there any babies due to be born in town or nearby recently?"

Ye Xuan asked himself the question, and when no one answered for a while, a tiny cyan whirlwind condensed in his palm.

He walked up to the group and waved the whirlwind of the Flood Heaven Palm in front of them. Immediately, someone said:

"No, no!"

He clenched his fist, instantly extinguishing the whirlwind in his palm. "That makes sense."

After all, there are restrictions on short-lived births. Newborn babies must undergo offering ceremonies to prevent them from dying young, so it is normal for fewer people to have children.

This must have been a bit of a challenge for Ye Xuan, as he recalled the situation when he first explored the new family ancestral hall.

The central celestial statue only emits spiritual energy fluctuations during rituals; otherwise, it is just a stone.

"The essence and blood of a newborn infant..."

I'm only a little over twenty years old myself, I don't know if it will work.

Ye Xuan stood in front of the stone statue, lost in thought. After a short while, he released a burst of spiritual energy and cut a gash on his fingertip.

The wound healed rapidly under the influence of the spiritual energy within the body, but a drop of blood, imbued with its own spiritual energy, floated in mid-air.

He controlled the drop of blood, causing it to float above the red cloth on the long table, simulating a scene where an infant's essence was cut out.

Time passed second by second, and just when Ye Xuan thought all hope was lost, the stone statue suddenly reacted.

Suddenly, two beams of golden light shot out from the vermilion pupils of the stone statue, shining directly onto the blood in mid-air.

The bright red blood, illuminated by the light, seemed to boil slightly before flowing into one of the statue's pupils.

"Get out, everyone."

After the ritual performers left the ancestral hall, Ye Xuan released his senses and consciousness, immediately probing into the stone statue, and indeed found a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.

Following that fluctuation of spiritual energy, my senses and consciousness drifted outside the ancestral hall, gradually flying rapidly in one direction...