Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

After a few days, Han Ji saw Wu Xiuwen walking from the alchemy room towards the side hall where the disciples lived, so he went up to him and asked with a slightly surprised expression, "Senior Brother, why do you look so downcast?"

"Oh, it's Junior Brother Han." Wu Xiuwen looked dazed, forced himself to lift his eyelids, sighed, and said in a low voice, "It's all because of refining pills. Master said that Elder Ling Zhuzi requires a batch of mid-grade pills to be refined as soon as possible, otherwise he won't be able to explain it to the people from the Upper Sect. In the past two months, I've opened the furnace seven times in a row, and my energy has been greatly damaged!"

Han Ji looked sympathetic and said with concern, "This is really not easy, Senior Brother. You've worked hard. I wonder, have you refined any mid-grade pills yet?"

Wu Xiuwen looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "The heat is almost there. I estimate that after a few more furnaces, I'll be able to refine them."

His expression was full of fatigue, but it revealed a hint of suppressed excitement.

Han Ji immediately gave a thumbs up and said with a face full of joy, "Congratulations, Senior Brother! It seems that you have also learned the method of refining pills!"

Wu Xiuwen waved his hands repeatedly, but said with a smug look, "I'm just helping Master. I've only learned a little bit."

Han Ji chuckled, "Why be so humble, Senior Brother? These years, I've been following you and watching you study hard, improve by leaps and bounds. Even Elder Ling Zhuzi has praised you several times. Moreover, since you are following Elder Ling Qian to refine pills, you will inherit this unique skill sooner or later, become a pillar of the palace. In the future, I will have to rely on Senior Brother to take care of me!"

Wu Xiuwen was quite proud, but on the surface, he pretended to be calm and said, "The art of refining pills is not so easy to learn. However, as your Senior Brother, I will naturally do my best to take care of you."

Han Ji hurriedly put on a happy look, respectfully bowed, and then said, "I thank you in advance, Junior Brother. Senior Brother, I just came back from Misty Spirit Mountain and got a few jars of White Monkey Wine. I was just about to invite you to have a good drink!"

Wu Xiuwen's eyes lit up and he laughed loudly, "Good! I haven't seen Junior Brother for a long time, so we should sit down and talk. Master said to rest for three days, so we can just get drunk together."

Han Ji had been very respectful to him in recent years, and he would send him a share of any good things he got. Over time, their relationship became closer. Except for the secrets of alchemy, they talked about almost everything. In particular, because Han Ji came from a scattered cultivation background and had no hope of being included in the direct line of disciples, he posed no threat to him. Therefore, it was even more convenient to talk to him than to his six fellow disciples.

The two went to Wu Xiuwen's room, spread out a table, and put on wild game delicacies and seasonal fruits. Han Ji took out the White Monkey Wine, opened the seal, and a strong aroma filled the room, the smell of wine piercing the nose. Wu Xiuwen's wine worm immediately squirmed and he excitedly shouted "Pour it!" "Pour it quickly!"

This White Monkey Wine was brewed by a savage blood realm demon beast called White Monkey in Misty Spirit Mountain, using hundreds of kinds of rare fruits. After brewing, it would be placed in a hundred-foot-deep cellar for more than fifty years before being taken out for drinking. Han Ji had sent this wine to Wu Xiuwen several times in the past, and he liked it very much. He was naturally very happy to have a drink again this time.

"Senior Brother, come and try it. This time I added a little ingredient, which is Honey Fragrance Pill. You know this pill. Adding it to the wine will not only increase the fragrance and strength, but also make it easier to get drunk." Han Ji laughed and said carefully, "I see that Senior Brother's energy is seriously depleted, and you really need to get drunk and sleep for a day and a night. In this way, when you wake up tomorrow night, you will be refreshed and full of energy!"

"Oh, Honey Fragrance Pill has this effect." Wu Xiuwen became interested, drank the White Monkey Wine in his cup, tasted it carefully, his eyes narrowed into a slit, looking very enjoying.

"How is it? Is what Junior Brother said wrong?" Han Ji also drank it all in one gulp, looking at Wu Xiuwen and asked.

"Good!" Wu Xiuwen put the wine glass down heavily, patted his palm lightly, and said happily, "The strength and fragrance have increased by three points, very good, very good! Especially Junior Brother is so considerate of me, I am very grateful!"

He naturally understood Han Ji's thoughts, which were nothing more than wanting him to say good things in front of his master, so that he could be favored and be included under his sect. This was naturally impossible, but he could still take care of him in other aspects.

"It's good that Senior Brother likes it!" Han Ji refilled his glass. The two chatted about everything under the sky, inside and outside the palace, and several bottles of White Monkey Wine were quickly emptied.

Han Ji's cultivation was not good, and he had not used his mana to dissipate the alcohol, so he fell drunk first and snored loudly.

Wu Xiuwen looked at the fallen Han Ji, smiled, his cultivation was far deeper than Han Ji's, although he was also drunk, he could still drink a lot.

He was naturally cautious. Even if he occasionally drank a few sips of White Monkey Wine because of Han Ji's instigation, he would never get drunk and delay matters. As long as he drank a little too much, he would force out the alcohol with his mana, clear his mind, so that his master could summon him at any time. It was this cautious character that suited Ling Qian's temper, and that was why he became his favorite disciple.

He was about to force out the alcohol when he suddenly remembered what Han Ji had said before, and felt that it made some sense. At this time, the feeling of mental fatigue surged to his head, and the effect of Honey Fragrance Pill to soothe the soul also happened to show. His self-control, which he was proud of, was slightly weakened, so he slightly let go of his thoughts, drank the remaining White Monkey Wine, lay down on the couch, and closed his eyes to rest.

After half a quarter of an hour, he snored loudly and entered a dream.

Two and a half hours later, Han Ji's eyes moved slightly, still pretending to be asleep. This Honey Fragrance Pill was a specially made medicine. After entering the body, as long as two hours passed, the cultivator could not dissolve it by himself. However, he had taken an antidote in advance, and after two hours, the medicinal properties dispersed, dissolving the poison of this Honey Fragrance Pill.

Han Ji listened carefully for half a quarter of an hour, and saw that Wu Xiuwen's snoring stopped and started from time to time, which was quite natural and did not seem to be fake. Only then did he stand up, quietly walk over, and stare quietly at Wu Xiuwen's face.

After half an hour, he was sure that this person had no possibility of playing tricks. Only then did he turn his gaze, move to the door, open the door, and then send out a sound transmission. After a quarter of an hour, Li Xiunan sneaked over and entered Wu Xiuwen's residence.

Han Ji took out a palm-sized square spirit talisman, handed it to Li Xiunan, and said softly, "Senior Brother, this is called Spirit Machine Talisman. You can use it to guide Wu Senior Brother's aura out and store it in this talisman. In this way, you can use this talisman to open and close his storage bag."

This Spirit Machine Talisman is a kind of pseudo-spirit talisman, which can track cultivators by collecting their spirit machine. Qi refining cultivators use it more often, but foundation building cultivators have other methods available, so this talisman is no longer needed. However, this talisman is very troublesome to refine, and often requires a foundation building cultivator with a strong soul to refine it, so it is not common.

As for using this talisman to absorb other people's spirit machine and use it to open other people's storage bags, it was Han Ji's whimsical idea. This was a helpless method, because they had to open Wu Xiuwen's storage bag, but they could not damage the imprint in it, and they had to close it again as it was.

Although Han Ji could come up with this method, he could not export Wu Xiuwen's spirit machine. He entered the sect midway, and the Cultivation Cloud Palace's cultivation method was not pure. Unlike Li Xiunan and Wu Xiuwen, who were completely of the same origin and practiced the same method, and both practiced fire magic, and their cultivation was just about the same, their mana aura was the closest. Therefore, the abnormalities caused by Li Xiunan inputting his mana into Wu Xiuwen's meridians were extremely small, and it would be difficult for Wu Xiuwen to find any clues after he woke up.

Li Xiunan took the Spirit Machine Talisman, walked gently to the side of the couch, pointed his right hand at Wu Xiuwen's wrist, and a fiery red mana, like a wandering silk, rushed out, drilled into Wu Xiuwen's hand, and entered his meridians.

He carefully manipulated the mana to sweep through the small meridians of Wu Xiuwen, taking away a little spirit machine, and soon drilled out from the other wrist. Then, he pointed his left hand with a magic formula, separated the spirit machine brought out by the mana, and incorporated it into the Spirit Machine Talisman. After the spirit machine was collected, he gently exhaled and threw the Spirit Machine Talisman to Han Ji.

Han Ji held the Spirit Machine Talisman and gently pointed it at Wu Xiuwen's storage bag, and the storage bag opened silently. He looked inside and searched for more than a dozen breaths before grabbing seven jade slips and sticking them to his forehead one by one to check.

Li Xiunan glanced at Wu Xiuwen's storage bag, and saw that there were many spirit pills and wonderful medicines, and many spirit talismans and magic weapons, which must have been given by Master Ling Qian on weekdays. He immediately felt indignant, and a red tide surged on his face, obviously quite angry.

Han Ji waved his hand at him, indicating that he should not lose big because of small things.

Li Xiunan was only temporarily agitated. Ling Qian's preference for Wu Xiuwen was not a day or two. Their brothers had already seen it clearly, and there was no need to be angry anymore. Therefore, as soon as Han Ji gave a gesture, he calmed down and stopped looking at Wu Xiuwen's storage bag. Instead, he took the jade slips handed over by Han Ji and looked at them one by one.

These seven jade slips were all about the refining of Cultivation Cloud Pills. One was a pill formula, and six were the methods and experiences of Ling Jianzi, Ling Yunzi, Ling Yu and others on how to refine Cultivation Cloud Pills with Red Fin Fire Pattern Fish. It seemed that Ling Qian relied heavily on Wu Xiuwen when refining pills, so he copied these things to him, so that he could learn at any time.

They looked at each other and began to copy them. In less than half a quarter of an hour, they each copied a set of jade slips. Then, Li Xiunan left carefully, and Han Ji took out a bottle of White Monkey Wine from the storage bag and drank it, lying in the original drunken position, and fell asleep again.

Two days later.

"Junior Brother, you're awake?" Wu Xiuwen looked at Han Ji with a smile, his face flushed, and he seemed to be in very good spirits.

"Oh, Senior Brother, your cultivation is indeed much deeper than mine. It seems that I woke up a long time ago!" Han Ji patted his head and sat up. "Ah, I must have delayed Senior Brother's cultivation. I'll go back now."

"Don't rush!" Wu Xiuwen reached out to stop him. "Last night, Elder Ling Zhuzi issued an order, requiring all disciples in the palace to gather at the Middle Path Hall at Si time today to pay respects to the special envoy. It is said that the special envoy wants to give a lecture. You don't have to go back to the Flying Kite Hall, just go to the Middle Path Hall with me."

Han Ji was stunned: "The special envoy from the Upper Sect has been here for so many days, why are they giving a lecture today?"

Wu Xiuwen shook his head: "How would I know! However, early this morning, Elder Ling Jianzi flew east on his sword. Everyone said that he was looking for Zhang Daoren to fight."

"Oh, the special envoy didn't go with him?" Han Ji immediately asked.

"After all, he is a Jindan cultivator, so he probably doesn't want to participate in the duel of foundation building cultivators." Wu Xiuwen casually speculated.

Han Ji thought, that's not necessarily true. The flying speed of Jindan cultivators is several times that of foundation building cultivators. Even if they start a few hours later, they can easily catch up. Judging from the behavior of this special envoy gathering people to give a lecture immediately after Ling Jianzi set off, the Great Elder will not return to the palace this time, whether he wins or loses, but will go directly to Xuan Yin Mountain. And the special envoy himself, I'm afraid, will chase after the lecture and urge Ling Jianzi to carry out the orders of the Upper Sect all the way.

Han Ji found an excuse, came out from Wu Xiuwen's place, first sent a sound transmission to Zhang Yuanjing, and then pretended to return to the Flying Kite Hall for a while, before heading to the Middle Path Hall.