Journey To Longevity

After one night, the thin clouds shimmered, and the mountains and white mist.

Zhang Shiping had already left the cave, and drove the flying magic weapon to Baiyuan Mountain, it was still early, so he flew unhurriedly.

On the plain at the foot of Baiyuan Mountain, there are fields one after another, most of which are planted with spiritual rice, and a few are planted with other crops.

Farmers in the field had already got up to remove the weeds and loosen the soil for watering, and there were several well-dressed monks of the Zhang family on the road, who also leaped among the mountains and forests, performing lightness kung fu, and hurried to the elixir garden in the mountains. Seeing Zhang Shiping's imperial weapon flying by, they greeted loudly with envious eyes.

Zhang Shiping responded with a few words, and then he flew far away, crossed the valley between the two mountains, swept across the plains, and finally landed on the top of Baiyuan Mountain. In the mountain road, it happened that two servants were walking briskly with a pointed iron bucket in their hands.

"Greetings to Master Ping." Seeing a monk falling from mid-air, the two looked at him again, recognized Zhang Shiping's identity, immediately put down the iron bucket, and bowed to say hello.

"I just came back from Zhengyangzong, do you know where my father's cave is?" Zhang Shiping asked.

"It's near the Quyun Stone Pavilion." A servant said respectfully.

Zhang Shiping nodded his head, and with a shake of his figure, he rushed towards Naqu Yunshi Pavilion.

When I got there, I saw Zhang Tong'an sitting in a stone pavilion in front of the cave, with the word "Quyun" on it, with blue stone as the railing and white stone as the platform.

Zhang Tongan was in the pavilion, and when he saw Zhang Shiping coming, he happily sprinkled all the fish and food in his hand, clapped his hands, and stood up.

"Why don't you tell me first when you come back, how are you doing in Zongmen?" Zhang Tongan said.

"With my uncle taking care of me, everything will be fine, and there is no embarrassment." Zhang Shiping said with a smile.

Part of the reason why there was no embarrassment for him was that it was not a good place to guard the Huofeng Shishi. Naturally, it was also because Chen Wenguang was a foundation-building monk of the sect, and other foundation-building monks had talked about it with his subordinates for his sake.

"That's good, but it's not so easy for Uncle Chen in the sect. You have to be quiet and practice well, so as not to cause big trouble." Zhang Tongan said with a nod.

Because he has spent the last half a year cultivating his meridians, he only exchanged a few letters with his friend Chen Wenguang.

As for Chen Wenguang, he went to the Yuntie Mine some time ago, except for persuading Zhang Shiping not to be in Huofeng, he never returned to Zhengyangzong. stick to it.

Zhang Tong'an saw Zhang Shiping's face was radiant, his eyes glowed with aura, and he performed the Celestial Eye Technique to take a look, and then said repeatedly: "It's already at the seventh level of Qi refining. Well, it seems that you went to Zhengyangzong rightly." But don't be complacent, at your age, there are many people whose cultivation is far superior to yours."

Of course, these words are just admonitions, as long as Zhang Shiping keeps practicing in the past, then after more than ten years, in his thirties, he will be able to reach the ninth level of Qi refining, and then he will perfect his mana.

Waiting for the opening of the Guxiu Medicine Garden jointly owned by the three sects in Baimang Mountain, go in and pick the elixir, and if you are lucky, you will get a Foundation Establishment Pill.

At that time, the foundation can be expected.

Zhang Tong'an immediately thought of what happened more than ten years later, and then he slowly talked to Zhang Shiping about some things that need attention in the world of cultivating immortals.

After all, because of his age, Zhang Shiping is still far from having enough common sense, experience and knowledge in the world of cultivating immortals. Zhang Tongan also took advantage of this time to tell what he knew one by one and pass it on.

The Zhengyang Sect attaches great importance to the Foundation Establishment Pill and can only be exchanged with elixir. However, the main medicine of the Foundation Establishment Pill needs to be hundreds of years old, and even the supplementary medicine needs to be hundreds of years old. After so many years of searching by monks in today's Baimang Mountains, it is rare to see elixir of this age.

Except for the elixir of the previous year, which took hundreds of years to cultivate by various sects and cultivating families, there are only medicine gardens hidden in the void.

In the most important medicine garden of their Zhang family, there is a two-hundred-year-old second-grade tea tree and two 180-year-old elixir, that's all.

According to legend, in ancient times, the aura between heaven and earth was many times more abundant than it is now. Qi Refining Building Fund Pill is called the lower third level. Only the great monks who have reached the third level of Jie Mahayana have the ability to open up a space in the void.

However, I don’t know what happened in the ancient times. The spiritual energy of the world gradually became sparse. From the monk's point of view, it's really ridiculous.

With the fall of the ancient monks, the space opened by the ancient monks drifted in the void, and was discovered by later cultivators.

The ancient cultivator's medicine garden in Baimang Mountain was set up by Zhengyangzong, Qiyunzong, and Xuanhuomen. It was opened every fifteen years, and the last time it was opened was ten years ago.

The two fathers and sons had been talking in the stone pavilion for a while, and the sunlight dispelled the cold fog in the mountains, warming them up a bit.

At the foot of the White Ape Mountain, the head of the Zhang family walked in front with a smile on his face, and the great elder walked slowly behind him. Next to him were eight or nine Qi refining monks of the Zhang family, one or two of whom were wounded and wrapped in white cloth. There was no pain on the face, but excitement.

Before dawn, several members of the Zhang family had a fight with the Chen family next door. They just lost the lottery, but two of the Chen family were seriously injured, and they were only a breath away from death. Everyone was really happy.

They went back to their caves in twos and threes, and the head of the Zhang family and the great elder also went to Baiyuan mountain.

Two days later, Zhang Shiping rushed back to Zhengyangzong because of the upcoming holiday, but there were five hundred pieces of spirit stones of different colors and two bottles of yellow bud pills in his storage bag, among which Zhang Tongan secretly gave to Zhengyangzong. I gave him two middle-grade spirit stones.

As for the 500 low-grade spirit stones and the two bottles of elixir, the two foundation-builders of the Zhang family saw that Zhang Shiping had reached the seventh level of Qi refining and was expected to build a foundation, and thought they were rewards and incentives.

Although the Zhang family's yearly income is quite a lot of spirit stones, the daily cultivation expenses of the hundreds of monks in a large family are very high, and it is already trying their best to squeeze these out for Zhang Shiping at once.

As the head of the Zhang family, Zhang Huaiyu always wants to level the water, the most important thing is people's hearts.

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After leaving Baiyuan Mountain, Zhang Shiping drove the magic weapon all the way.

He also met a few monks on the way, and he avoided them when they were far away. There were no accidents along the way, but in the middle, he hunted and killed a first-order monster porphyry snake basking in the sun on the cliff. He has good eyesight, the porphyry snake and the rock on the cliff are almost merged into one, making it hard to see clearly.

He stopped and walked all the way, he didn't dare to consume too much mana, just in case.

He didn't feel relieved until he entered the Zhengyang Sect, and immediately went to the Foreign Affairs Hall to return the exit token, and then went to the task wall, where there were scrolls of bamboo slips hanging on it, which described the general task situation.

The tasks issued by the Zongmen are written on bamboo slips in gold letters, and monks from all peaks and veins can issue tasks on it.

Zhang Shiping looked at the past from the beginning, and found that the previous tasks were some miscellaneous things for the Qi refining period, so he was not interested.

This type of task takes up too much time and rewards too few spirit stones.

Until I saw the back, there was a task for the Zongmen Spiritual Medicine Garden - Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden, to hand in fifteen catties of first-class spiritual tea, one hundred and thirty catties of second-class spiritual tea, and one thousand catties of third-class spiritual tea every year.

When he looked at it, he thought that this was the herb garden of the yellow-faced old man. Maybe the old man figured it out and wanted to go back to see his grandson and take care of his old age.

So he took off the scroll of bamboo slips, picked up the half-palm-sized jade tablet hanging at the bottom of the task, and went to receive the task from the deacon disciple.

The black-clothed deacon disciple quickly wrote on the book with a brush, and then took out half of the jade tablet from his waist storage bag, and put it together with the half in Zhang Shiping's hand, and it fit perfectly.

On the front is the embossed 'Biyuan Mountain', and on the back is the 'Baicao Garden', and the jade plaque is emerald green.

After receiving the token, Zhang Shiping hurried to Biyuan Mountain.

The yellow-faced old man was still wearing a gray shirt as usual, making tea, and was waiting in the herb garden for the sect's disciples who accepted the mission to come and hand over.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I heard that there was a recommendation. Why did I write these two chapters so lightly. I really want to write a slap in the face pretending to be aggressive, hang the Chen family up and beat me, but it doesn't make sense after thinking about it, forget it, (::) I'm too difficult.