Journey To Longevity

Seeing Zhang Shiping fly away, Qiu Cong patted the young man's head, and said lightly: "I wanted to save you some favors, but it seems that I still couldn't."

Then with a flick of his sleeve, he put away the jade coffin on the ground.

"Master?" The young man asked a little awkwardly.

"What's the matter?" Qiu Cong looked at the firmness in his apprentice's eyes and asked with a smile on purpose.

"Master, you don't have to worry about this disciple. Disciple, disciple can become a Nascent Soul in the future." Li Jiantong said word by word. .

"I hope so." Qiu Cong didn't overthrow the young man's fearlessness.

After all, one has to be a little proud in one's life. Young people naturally have to be high-spirited, and this is not in vain.

It's just that if a monk wants to cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm, qualifications are one of them. He also needs to have perseverance, be able to endure the loneliness of penance, be able to see the clouds bloom and the moon rise, and treat hundreds of years as nothing.

After he finished speaking, he walked forward on his own, one step was a few feet away, and in a blink of an eye he was already more than a hundred feet away.

Seeing this, Li Jiantong quickly trotted up, followed him, and hurriedly asked, "Master, was that the real Lord Shiheng from Bihu Island just now?"

The young man couldn't hide his thoughts on his face, and couldn't bear his temper.

"Well, yes." Qiu Cong stopped, turned around and nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and broke off a green grass stem with blue flowers, and asked: "What is the name of this thing, what is so special about the place where it grows, what kind of effect, and what kinds of spirits can be refined?" Dan?"

"Zhu Yucao, which grows on metal ore or jade, can be used to refine Bigu pills without hunger." Li Jiantong said reflexively.

Qiu Cong nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and walked slowly, asking, "Who did you hear about Bihu Island?"

"I have heard it mentioned by my tribe before." Li Jiantong replied.

"What did they say? But they said that Bihu Island was originally owned by your Li family, but now Shiheng has taken it, causing the family to lose a high-quality spiritual vein?" Qiu never said in a hurry.

"It is true that someone said so. However, the Lingshi veins are originally owned by the sect. It is only because of the ancestor Feiyu that the family has been able to continue to enjoy the spirit veins for hundreds of years. It is a blessing. Most of the clan People have never had a heart of resentment." Li Jiantong answered quite fluently at this time.

"This is what Li Zhilin taught you."

This Li Zhilin is the patriarch of the Li family, a veteran Jindan Daoist. But who is Qiu Cong, who has lived for more than two thousand years, how can he fail to understand the origin of these words, and let a child fool him with words?

"It was taught by the patriarch." Li Jiantong replied truthfully.

"What about you? What do you think? We practitioners cultivate more than just mana. This is also a kind of practice in dealing with people. People should not follow the crowd, and should have their own opinions. Whether it is right or wrong, good or evil , Only when you have your own point of view can you be regarded as a real person, otherwise you will be like a parrot, which only learns human speech and is unpopular." Qiu Cong said slowly.

"This..." Li Jiantong hesitated.

"Don't worry, think about it carefully." After Qiu Cong finished speaking, he turned around and the old and the young walked in the mountains.

Until the time of the small half stick of incense has passed.

Only then did Li Jiantong say: "The patriarch is right, but one day, when the disciple conceives himself, he will definitely bring Bihu Island over."

"Be ambitious. But you have to hurry up, or after a few hundred years, when the spiritual mines on the island are dug to a certain extent, the mines will be closed. By then, it will be too late for you to conceive a baby." Qiu Cong laughed loudly. road.

The young man couldn't help blushing a little, and wanted to say something more, but he couldn't speak.

After laughing loudly, Qiu Cong then continued:

"The old man's lifespan is running out, but he can still teach you about a hundred years. You can bear it during this time. You know that when Shiheng was young, he wandered all the way from Baimang Mountain to Yuanxiao City. Still stick to your original heart, like an ascetic monk, practice for decades like a day, so that you can form a pill before you are a hundred years old. Is it possible for you to do this?"

"Yes." Li Jiantong nodded vigorously.

"After forming the alchemy, there has been no relaxation for two hundred years. You don't hear silk and bamboo vocal music, and you don't see colorful clothes and feather dances. You can meditate for several years, and you can retreat for Jiazi years. Maybe you can do this?" Qiu Cong Asked again in a deep voice.

"Yes, but isn't this like a rock?" Li Jiantong still nodded, but his tone was hesitant.

After all, for a ten-year-old child, it is really unimaginable to practice retreat for sixty years at once.

He practiced breathing spiritual energy and accumulating mana. The longest time was only one or two months.

And in such a short period of time, he already felt that he seemed to be far away from the outside world, feeling lonely and lonely, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to go out.

"Practitioners are like stones, otherwise the so-called 'immortals' are half human and half mountain." Qiu Cong said with a smile, he was not too disappointed about this, but felt that this is normal human nature.

It's just that after practicing, monks will reflect on themselves little by little, restrain their temperament, and thus slowly achieve the level of a rock-like heart.

This point requires not only his guidance, but also the child's own understanding. No matter how much outsiders say, it is useless.

"Teacher will do his best." Li Jiantong said.

"Don't take too much burden, sometimes you need to let nature take its course. Your master and I used to be unable to see through this point. I was too stubborn. I thought I was elixir and unparalleled, so I slackened my practice and conceived a baby one step too late. Yu practiced slowly over these years. Therefore, the ancestors of the sect passed on the Mingyu Xuanguang mirror to Qinghe and Jifeng. Otherwise, with Jifeng, how can he be compared with the old man? But fortunately, you little guy, in alchemy One is talented, but the other ones are gone, so I don’t think it’s going to be a big deal, so I won’t be like an old man, spreading my energy too much.” Qiu Cong laughed at himself.

After the young man heard this, he didn't know whether his master was praising him or scolding him, and he didn't know what to say.

"Tong'er, you must take this as a warning in the future. In this life, time is limited and energy is limited. There are some things to know how to choose. A practitioner should focus on cultivation. As for the cultivation skills such as alchemy, you will have enough life after you give birth. Now, go to Haosheng to study and help yourself. After forming the alchemy, don't be distracted by other things." Qiu Cong warned.

His savings over the years are much thicker than ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage monks, so it is not difficult to train a disciple with dual spiritual roots to form alchemy.

What's more, even after a hundred years, not to mention the relics he left behind, and the spirit stone vein in the sect, there will be a part of the annual income, about 300 top-grade spirit stones, all of which will belong to this newly harvested spirit stone. Personal disciple.

In the past tens of hundreds of years, in order to cultivate a third-level Phantom Locust, Zhang Shiping only put so many spirit stones into it.

If with such help, the young man was unable to form alchemy in a short period of time, or even cultivated to the later stage, then it could only be explained by himself.

"I understand." Li Jiantong said.

While Qiu Cong was teaching his disciples, Zhang Shiping had already flown back to Liyun Valley.

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From Yungu.

There are red rocks everywhere in the valley, and the Lihuo breath that lingers in the valley and rises above the midair, lingers all year round, like a raging fire, seems to burn half the sky up.

It's just that at this time, a little bit of red light floated from the valley continuously, blending into the clouds in the sky.

In addition, the bluestone skin on the surface of the huge Xuanming Lihuo Rock in the valley was making a slight 'click, click' sound.

Cracks and cracks spread out like spider webs on the stone surface.

From the tiny cracks, there was a faint blue-purple aura, forming circles of hazy brilliance.

Zhang Shiping was sitting cross-legged in the clouds in mid-air, completely hiding his figure.

At this moment, his body was slowly becoming somewhat transparent, and the skin, blood vessels, meridians, flesh and bones under the clothes became more and more distinct.

The blue-purple aura that glowed from the Xuanming Lihuo Rock slowly drifted into the clouds, and gradually entered his body through the acupuncture points all over his body.

In fact, if this Lihuo is pure, it is called Nanming Lihuo, which is the fire of Suzaku.

Of course, the distance from the fire in Xuanyuanzong's place is naturally far away.

The so-called "Li" refers to the south, because the south is the position of the sun at noon, which belongs to Yang and is the fire of Bingding. Bing is Heavenly Stems, so Lihuo is Yanghuo.

As for Wu, it is an earthly branch, so Wuhuo is also Yanghuo.

Therefore, this Lihuo is also in line with Zhang Shiping's Wuhuo Spiritual Essence that Zhang Shiping originally wanted to use to break through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

It's just that there are some differences between the two, but it can be made up for in the future, so that there will be no big mistakes in the cultivation realm.

Otherwise, if it is Yinhuo, then he will never cut off his future practice just to break through a small realm.

Cultivator Nascent Soul breaks through each realm, in addition to accumulating his own magic power to the current perfection, he also has to consider the future path, otherwise he will regret it for the rest of his life if he makes a wrong step.

After all, at their level of cultivation, even though they have a long lifespan, they cannot withstand too many mistakes.

Cultivation is far from what those low-level monks expected. Once the magic power arrives and the bottleneck is broken through, you can go to the next level. These high-level monks have to consider many things, not only in the present, but also in the future. A monk without foresight is destined not to go far.

Of course, not every Nascent Soul cultivator can find a suitable technique or spiritual object, which can reflect the benefits of these great sects.

If Zhang Shiping was originally a casual cultivator, even if his cultivation level was sufficient, but he wanted to find a suitable Noon Fire Spiritual Essence, it would take two to three hundred years at least.

But in this way, his practice will also stagnate.

But now, Xuanming Lihuo is ready-made in Xuanyuan Sect as a substitute, saving Zhang Shiping's unknowable amount of hard work.

But this is not without cost. In the future, Zhang Shiping will have to find a spiritual object of similar value and repay it to the sect.

Otherwise, even though Xuanyuanzong had a great family and a great career, he would not be able to withstand the demands of each generation of monks, so he would sit back and eat.

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Time passed little by little.

The cloud, which was originally crimson like fire, gradually changed into a mass of blue-purple aura, which became more and more brilliant.

Qiu Cong, who was in the distance, was teaching Li Jiantong how to practice, but suddenly noticed the abnormal fluctuation of the spiritual energy, his expression changed immediately, he flew up into the air, and looked into the distance.

"Are you going to break through?" He said softly.

Li Jiantong also drove a small boat and flew to Qiu Cong's side. From a distance, he saw the clouds in the sky, and the beautiful blue-purple aura was shining.

"Master, is Zhenjun Shiheng practicing some kind of exercise?"

"Yes. It seems that he is breaking through, you stay here, I will protect him.".

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew away without any hesitation. Although this place is the sect's secret realm and no outsiders are present, he doesn't want to have any chances.

After a while, Qiu Cong galloped for hundreds of miles, and stopped in mid-air, more than ten miles away from Yungu. His eyesight was clear, and he activated his spiritual sense, scanning the area for dozens of miles, not letting go of any suspicious things.

After more than ten breaths, he withdrew his consciousness and looked at the huge blue-purple light group in front of him.

In the very middle, there was a vague figure sitting cross-legged, and the surrounding aura was gathering towards it little by little.

As time went by, this dense aura gradually became thinner.

But at this moment, only Zhang Shiping said lightly: "Get up."

As soon as the sound fell, Fang Xuanming Li Huoyan in the valley exploded suddenly, shattered into dozens of blue amethyst stones of various sizes, and spontaneously ignited in the air for no reason.

Groups of purple-blue spiritual flames rose against the wind, blended together, turned into a fire tornado, soaring into the sky, and engulfed Zhang Shiping in it.

Looking through the flames, Qiu saw beams of brilliance, circling the fire tornado from bottom to top like swimming fish, and finally all gathered in Zhang Shiping's body, more precisely in the heart.

And this vision lasted for a full two cups of tea.

In the end, accompanied by the heartbeat sound of 'dongdongdong', the fire tornado rushing from the valley was completely absorbed by Zhang Shiping, and all the blue-purple clouds nearby also dissipated at this moment.

However, Qiu Cong didn't go forward, he still waited patiently, thinking to himself: "This "Liujia True Strategies" really has something extraordinary, it seems that it should be the way to condense the real body. It is worthy of the Nine Birds Sect Created by Crow Thirteen of the Fire Crow lineage, he used condensed real fire as the foundation of his practice from the very beginning."

And Zhang Shiping closed his eyes tightly, sitting cross-legged in the air, motionless, and the clothes on his body, which had been completely burned, were condensed into a green shirt by mana at this moment.

It wasn't until another half an hour later that he opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"It seems that Shiheng has already broken through to the middle stage, so congratulations!" Qiu Cong said loudly.

"Thank you very much, I would like to trouble you to come here specially to protect me." Zhang Shiping floated up and said with cupped hands.

"Actually, it's the same whether I come or not. Now that you have broken through, should you leave the secret realm now, or rest for a while to recharge your spirits," Qiu Cong said.

"Then I'll bother you for a while longer." Zhang Shiping said with a smile.