Cultivation of Immortality

Quietly watching the full moon set little by little, Xunyi thought about the man in black robes and the Zhenyuan Lu in the Xuantu Rift Plain.

When the morning light first appeared, he tilted his head and quietly waited for the red sun to rise in the east. The red sun has indeed risen, but he doesn't know whether that direction is really the east. Although it is just an illusion, the scene of the gushing sunrise looks quite real, and it can actually make people feel a bit real. Shocked, when the round of light rose, he closed his eyes and began to think about how to convince Yu Chan to let him go to Nanjing Prefecture as a Yiling Guard.

He had to give his mind something to do, otherwise he would have to think about how anxious his brothers and sisters must be at this moment, and he wouldn't be able to lie still.

Day after day, Xunyi was like a sunflower blown down by the wind and rain, his head turning back and forth all day long. It did rain on the fifth day, it was drizzle, and it rained all day.

When there was really nothing to think about, it was already the tenth day. He remembered to meditate and spent the rest of the day by meditating. His mind was very peaceful now, and he could indeed meditate. After all, this time, the brothers and sisters were the ones who suffered the most. A little tired, it wouldn't be as dangerous as the one in the Seven Wastelands. If that was all, he wouldn't be in a hurry to get angry.

But when the idea of ​​meditating came up, he was too lazy to move. He felt that it was quite good for now and he could just lie down for a few more days. Then on the eleventh day, he unknowingly entered the state of mindfulness. The first time he accidentally entered this state in the Seven Wildernesses, he spent seven days unconsciously, and this time it was twelve days.

After he woke up, he still had that joyful smile on his lips, and the joy that was comparable to a broken mirror rippling in his heart made him reluctant to have any thoughts, and he was intoxicated with greed for three more days.

On the morning of the twenty-seventh day after entering this place, he sat up energetically and took out a forbidden spirit fruit from the Qiankun bag. He stopped after taking two bites, then made a pit and buried it. After burying this, he took out several more spiritual fruits and buried them in the ground one by one. He was well prepared for this trip to the Xuantu Rift Plain. The food he brought was enough to last for decades. Among them, Nearly half of them were various types of spiritual fruits, which he had planted as seeds at this moment.

This was purely a whim to coax himself. After planting the spirit fruit, he grabbed the "immortal dish" closest to him out of the ground with one stroke. The "immortal dish" shaped like a shallow plate grew very neatly. The quality is like white jade, and its exquisiteness is comparable to that of a finely carved white jade plate. What grows in the middle of the plate is something like a peach. This peach is specious, it just has a slight shape, and its texture is like a plate. , but the peach tip part is quite real, and it is also slightly pink. ??

The parts growing on the plate of "Xianyao" are all kinds of strange, and not all of them look like peaches. Xunyi first heard about this thing from Grandpa Lu and others, but no one in Xilin Village, including Grandpa Lu, has ever eaten this thing. In the early years when he embarked on the path of cultivation, he would occasionally remember this magical delicacy that was passed down by the villagers. At that time, he would use his spiritual consciousness to search underground. Later, as his cultivation level improved, his appetite for food would As it gets weaker day by day, we no longer care about it.

After cutting open the fruit, Xunyi swallowed his childhood saliva and took a big bite. After chewing twice, he took a long breath from his nostrils and eyes filled with tears as he looked at the fruit. A look of disappointment. The taste of "Xianyao" is not bad,

But for him, who has been eating spiritual fruits all year round, the taste of the "immortal food" is too ordinary. The ones he just buried are better than this. His disappointment is not entirely due to the unsatisfactory taste. It comes more from an indescribable feeling that Xilin Village is still there, but the years that belong to him have passed by, as if he has no roots.

He ate the "immortal food" bite by bite, his expression a little dull, like a dying old man savoring his life. No matter how ups and downs those past events were, his tired and tired heart could no longer be excited. What a turmoil.

When he was a little full after eating, Xunyi buried the remaining half of the immortal food in the soil. At this time, the corner of his mouth was smiling. He had just experienced the fourteen-day state of mindfulness, and his heart felt more intense than before. He was usually much more transparent, but this time it was a childhood dream that came true. After burying it, he scattered his consciousness into the ground, and after carefully selecting it, he caught a piece that looked to be in excellent condition. "Immortal food", after sealing it for several layers of preservation restrictions, he put it into the Qiankun bag. He wanted to keep this for Xiyang. This kid has probably not eaten it yet, imagining the disappointment that Xiyang will show. Expression, the smile on his lips suddenly bloomed.

After sitting cross-legged and meditating for a while, he felt that the Spiritual Heart Fruit's spirituality had almost recovered, so he slowly stood up, turned his head and flew to the edge of the magic circle, took a deep breath and fired at the magic circle to teleport him to Seeing that the magic trick here had no effect, he played the magic trick of entering the earth ball again, then curled his lips and snorted, turned around and walked towards the spiritual root vein.

He had already expected that there was no hope of getting out with those two techniques, but he had to try anyway. If he could get out, he would leave here immediately, and then call Yuchan to send him back, regardless of what was hidden here. There are many treasures that he will not care about.

After walking around the spiritual root veins, he stopped in front of a handprint drawn with Yinxu Qi. This handprint was facing the direction where he was lying before. He had seen it a long time ago. There was nothing to hesitate at this time. Yes, he raised his right hand and pressed on the fingerprint.

At first, he didn't dare to use force. Seeing that there was no reaction, he increased his strength, and then used his spiritual power. After spitting out his spiritual power, a huge suction force suddenly appeared where he pressed, and his spiritual power was like a dam bursting. It gushed out from his palm like water. In shock, he instinctively drew it back, and the spiritual energy that was sucked suddenly surged back. Not only was the spiritual energy recovered, but he was also given a gift, a divine power. After the consciousness entered his body with the influx of spiritual power, he checked him all over in an instant.

Before he could react, he arrived in a secret room ten feet square.

After Xun Yi calmed down, he immediately bowed and saluted and said, "This junior is Xinqing, the tenth generation disciple of Zixiao Palace. I sincerely ask my senior to show up to see you."

After waiting for a long time without hearing an answer, Xun Yi bowed and spoke again with a frightened look on his face. "I'm a junior who is naturally timid and has low cultivation level. If you can't bear the torment, don't scare me," he said. "

After waiting for a while, there was still no sound. He straightened up slowly, and while rolling his eyes to look at the room, he said, "Senior doesn't want to see you. It must be difficult for this junior to enter your eyes. If so, If this is the case, don’t hesitate. I’m just a piece of cake. Although I have opened my spiritual eyes, my golden elixir is damaged, and I am lazy by nature. I have no intention of practicing Taoism. I have failed to live up to your high expectations. Please let me go. Let's go, this junior will never reveal a word." Watching the full moon go down quietly, Xun Yi thought about the black-robed man in Xuantu Riyuan and the Zhenyuan Lu.

When the morning light first appeared, he tilted his head and quietly waited for the red sun to rise in the east. The red sun has indeed risen, but he doesn't know whether that direction is really the east. Although it is just an illusion, the scene of the gushing sunrise looks quite real, and it can actually make people feel a bit real. Shocked, when the round of light rose, he closed his eyes and began to think about how to convince Yu Chan to let him go to Nanjing Prefecture as a Yiling Guard.

He had to give his mind something to do, otherwise he would have to think about how anxious his brothers and sisters must be at this moment, and he wouldn't be able to lie still.

Day after day, Xunyi was like a sunflower blown down by the wind and rain, his head turning back and forth all day long. It did rain on the fifth day, it was drizzle, and it rained all day.

When there was really nothing to think about, it was already the tenth day. He remembered to meditate and spent the rest of the day by meditating. His mind was very peaceful now, and he could indeed meditate. After all, this time, the brothers and sisters were the ones who suffered the most. A little tired, it wouldn't be as dangerous as the one in the Seven Wildernesses. If that was all, he wouldn't be in a hurry to get angry.

But when the idea of ​​meditating came up, he was too lazy to move. He felt that it was quite good for now and he could just lie down for a few more days. Then on the eleventh day, he unknowingly entered the state of mindfulness. The first time he accidentally entered this state in the Seven Wildernesses, he spent seven days unconsciously, and this time it was twelve days.

After he woke up, he still had that joyful smile on his lips, and the joy that was comparable to a broken mirror rippling in his heart made him reluctant to have any thoughts, and he was intoxicated with greed for three more days.

On the morning of the twenty-seventh day after entering this place, he sat up energetically and took out a forbidden spirit fruit from the Qiankun bag. He stopped after taking two bites, then made a pit and buried it. After burying this, he took out several more spiritual fruits and buried them in the ground one by one. He was well prepared for this trip to the Xuantu Rift Plain. The food he brought was enough to last for decades. Among them, Nearly half of them were various types of spiritual fruits, which he had planted as seeds at this moment. ??

This was purely a whim to coax himself. After planting the spirit fruit, he grabbed the "immortal dish" closest to him out of the ground with one stroke. The "immortal dish" shaped like a shallow plate grew very neatly. The quality is like white jade, and its exquisiteness is comparable to that of a finely carved white jade plate. What grows in the middle of the plate is something like a peach. This peach is specious, it just has a slight shape, and its texture is like a plate. , but the peach tip part is quite real, and it is also slightly pink.

The parts growing on the plate of "Xianyao" are all kinds of strange, and not all of them look like peaches. Xunyi first heard about this thing from Grandpa Lu and others, but no one in Xilin Village, including Grandpa Lu, has ever eaten this thing. In the early years when he embarked on the path of cultivation, he would occasionally remember this magical delicacy that was passed down by the villagers. At that time, he would use his spiritual consciousness to search underground. Later, as his cultivation level improved, his appetite for food would As it gets weaker day by day, we no longer care about it.

After cutting open the fruit, Xunyi swallowed his childhood saliva and took a big bite. After chewing twice, he took a long breath from his nostrils and eyes filled with tears as he looked at the fruit. A look of disappointment. The taste of "Xianyao" is not bad,

But for him, who has been eating spiritual fruits all year round, the taste of the "immortal food" is too ordinary. The ones he just buried are better than this. His disappointment is not entirely due to the unsatisfactory taste. It comes more from an indescribable feeling that Xilin Village is still there, but the years that belong to him have passed by, as if he has no roots.

He ate the "immortal food" bite by bite, his expression a little dull, like a dying old man savoring his life. No matter how ups and downs those past events were, his tired and tired heart could no longer be excited. What a turmoil.

When he was a little full after eating, Xunyi buried the remaining half of the immortal food in the soil. At this time, the corner of his mouth was smiling. He had just experienced the fourteen-day state of mindfulness, and his heart felt more intense than before. He was usually much more transparent, but this time it was a childhood dream that came true. After burying it, he scattered his consciousness into the ground, and after carefully selecting it, he caught a piece that looked to be in excellent condition. "Immortal food", after sealing it for several layers of preservation restrictions, he put it into the Qiankun bag. He wanted to keep this for Xiyang. This kid has probably not eaten it yet, imagining the disappointment that Xiyang will show. Expression, the smile on his lips suddenly bloomed.

After sitting cross-legged and meditating for a while, he felt that the Spiritual Heart Fruit's spirituality had almost recovered, so he slowly stood up, turned his head and flew to the edge of the magic circle, took a deep breath and fired at the magic circle to teleport him to Seeing that the magic trick here had no effect, he played the magic trick of entering the earth ball again, then curled his lips and snorted, turned around and walked towards the spiritual root vein.

He had already expected that there was no hope of getting out with those two techniques, but he had to try anyway. If he could get out, he would leave here immediately, and then call Yuchan to send him back, regardless of what was hidden here. There are many treasures that he will not care about.

After walking around the spiritual root veins, he stopped in front of a handprint drawn with Yinxu Qi. This handprint was facing the direction where he was lying before. He had seen it a long time ago. There was nothing to hesitate at this time. Yes, he raised his right hand and pressed on the fingerprint.

At first, he didn't dare to use force. Seeing that there was no response, he increased his force, and then used his spiritual power. After spitting out his spiritual power, a huge suction force suddenly appeared where he pressed, and his spiritual power was like a dam bursting. It gushed out from his palm like water. In shock, he instinctively drew it back, and the spiritual energy that was sucked suddenly surged back. Not only was the spiritual energy recovered, but he was also given a gift, a divine power. After the consciousness entered his body with the influx of spiritual power, he checked him all over in an instant.

Before he could react, he arrived in a secret room ten feet square.

After Xun Yi calmed down, he immediately bowed and saluted and said, "This junior is Xinqing, the tenth generation disciple of Zixiao Palace. I sincerely ask my senior to show up and see you."

After waiting for a long time without hearing an answer, Xun Yi bowed and spoke again with a frightened look on his face. "I'm a junior who is naturally timid and has low cultivation level. If you can't bear the torment, don't scare me," he said. "

After waiting for a while, there was still no sound. He straightened up slowly, and while rolling his eyes to look at the room, he said, "Senior doesn't want to see you. It must be difficult for this junior to enter your eyes. If so, If this is the case, don’t hesitate. I’m just a piece of cake. Although I have opened my spiritual eyes, my golden elixir is damaged, and I am lazy by nature. I have no intention of practicing Taoism. I have failed to live up to your high expectations. Please let me go. Let’s go, I will never reveal a word.”