Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

From Xinghua Continent, going north, passing through a million miles of vast waters and tens of thousands of miles of towering mountains, one enters a vast desert.

This area is likely the intersection of two spiritual vein convergence points. Although it is closer to the great spiritual cave of Tianque Mountain, the spiritual energy becomes somewhat thin. The desolate mountains are boundless, vegetation is sparse, and only occasionally can a touch of green be seen.

Going north for more than a million miles, the vitality of the earth gradually becomes more vigorous, and mortal kingdoms emerge one after another. However, the concentration of heaven and earth spiritual energy is not enough to produce spiritual veins and spiritual medicines for cultivators, so no cultivators are seen.

The further north one goes, the denser the spiritual energy becomes, and gradually one can see high mountains and great rivers with hidden spiritual veins, and low-level demons are occasionally visible.

The closer he got to the Xuantian Sect, the more uneasy Zhang Yuanjing felt.

At this time, it had been sixty years since he left the sect. He didn't know how the sect had evaluated him after the Void Demon World incident, whether they had announced to the entire sect that he was a traitor, and expelled him from the sect. If so, if he returned today as a Core Formation cultivator, the best outcome would probably be being turned away.

Zhang Yu was the most curious, pulling on Zhang Yuanjing's sleeve and asking about the Xuantian Sect.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't resist her, and seeing that everyone, including Daoist Huoya, showed interested expressions, he picked some anecdotes, geography, and characters to talk about, but he didn't mention anything about his affairs in the sect. Even when Zhang Yu asked curiously, he just laughed it off vaguely.

Zhang Yu knew that her master was definitely avoiding something, but she didn't throw a tantrum and insisted on it, pouting and not mentioning it again.

The Wind-Controlling Cart consumes five medium-grade spirit stones a day. Even though Zhang Yuanjing had accumulated thousands of them over the years, he didn't dare to use this cart all the time. Along the way, he only drove the cart quickly in desolate places. At other times, he had to fly with his sword.

Zhang Yuanjing and Daoist Huoya took Han Ji and Zhang Jun, flying at the speed of Foundation Establishment Realm, only ten thousand miles a day, but at least they could save a lot of medium-grade spirit stones.

If Liu Jinglong, Mei Zhenyi, and Zhang Yu were exhausted, sometimes they would let Ape Thirteen carry them, and sometimes they would find a beautiful place to rest for half a day.

On this day, they flew to a thousand-foot-high mountain and landed on a giant rock on the mountainside to meditate and rest.

Not long after, Zhang Yuanjing suddenly opened his eyes.

Sensing his movement, Daoist Huoya also stopped his cultivation and smiled, "Yuanjing also discovered it?"

"Yes." Zhang Yuanjing responded, and said with a slightly surprised expression, "The strongest of these people is only in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the rest, except for two in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, are all Qi Refining Realm cultivators. I don't know what they are doing here."

Daoist Huoya chuckled, "How would I know? We've just been rushing on our way, and it's quite boring. A group of cultivators has come, no matter what their intentions are, they can be used to relieve boredom!"

After more than ten years of continuous forging of the golden core, Daoist Huoya's strength has greatly increased, and his divine soul has also been strengthened a lot. The Melting Gold Tempering Pill also has some effect on strengthening the divine soul through tempering the golden core. This is a new discovery by Daoist Huoya after taking the pill for several years.

This undoubtedly made Zhang Yuanjing very happy. With this pill in hand, as long as Ape Thirteen does not break through to Transformation, there is no need to worry about his divine soul realm not keeping up with the growth of his physical strength.

When Daoist Huoya fell from the sky, he discovered that there were more than a dozen low-level cultivators hiding in a hidden forest more than forty miles south of the mountain. The leading Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivator was holding a spiritual weapon similar to a jade flute in his hand, resting it on his eyes, and peeking into the sky.

At first, he didn't care, but later he found that those people were escaping towards this mountain, and getting closer and closer, and soon reached the foot of the mountain, and then he judged that they were coming for them.

As soon as the two spoke, Yuan Zhilin, Liu Jinglong, and Mei Zhenyi all withdrew from their meditation.

Liu Jinglong stood up and said, "Sect Leader, Senior Brother Zhang, since there are unfamiliar cultivators coming, I and Nephew Mei will go up to ask them and see what they are doing, and send them away as soon as possible, so as not to disturb the cultivation of the fellow apprentices."

Zhang Yuanjing was about to answer when Yuan Zhilin, who was beside him, smiled and said, "Master said to relieve boredom, if you send them away, how can we relieve boredom!"

Daoist Huoya glared at him, "No one asked you, why are you rushing to say anything."

Yuan Zhilin's face, covered with a thick beard, suddenly collapsed, and he said aggrievedly, "Master, I'm speaking for you, why don't you appreciate my kindness!"

Daoist Huoya was about to reprimand him again, but Zhang Yuanjing quickly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just a little rest, what's there to disturb. Let's just wait for those people to come over."

While the few were talking, those people had already arrived five miles away. At this time, they stopped, and the leading Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivator made a gesture, and the two Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivators and fourteen Qi Refining cultivators behind him immediately began to busy themselves.

Those Qi Refining cultivators took out some objects from their storage bags, some were cylindrical objects more than three feet long and as thick as a well, some were square boxes half a foot high, and some were slender straight rods.

The two Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivators took out blueprints and began to assemble them.

After about thirty breaths, an object with a square bottom and a round body, with four support rods, three short and one long, and about two feet long, appeared in the crowd. Judging from the aura it emitted, it had reached the level of a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Seeing this thing assembled, the Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivator rose up with his sword and flew towards the place where Zhang Yuanjing and others were. The remaining cultivators, led by the two Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivators, carried this strange-looking and cumbersome square-bottomed round-bodied spiritual weapon and ran wildly.

Zhang Yuanjing and the others saw these people's actions clearly, and Daoist Huoya smiled and said, "That's interesting."

Yuan Zhilin smacked his lips and said, "Using magic weapon-level parts to temporarily assemble a spiritual weapon, that's quite a trick. It's worth me taking action."

At this time, the Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivator had already flown close to the sky.

This person had already used his aura-viewing technique from afar. Because Daoist Huoya and Zhang Yuanjing had deliberately concealed their auras, he only saw that Yuan Zhilin, Liu Jinglong, and Mei Zhenyi were Foundation Establishment cultivators. Although one of them was in the late stage of cultivation, he thought that his side also had three Foundation Establishment cultivators, and they also had a powerful spiritual weapon to rely on, so it would not be a problem to take down the opponent. He shouted loudly, "Flying Eagle Valley is handling affairs! All of you stand still for me and hand over your storage bags!"

This roar was issued with mana, shaking the mountains and forests, and suddenly scared the younger generation such as Han Ji, one by one as if awakened from a nightmare, and stood up in unison.

"Master, Grandpa Huoya, why are you just watching! I was just circulating my Qi and meridians, and I was almost in trouble after being frightened!" Zhang Yu complained coquettishly, seeing Zhang Yuanjing and Daoist Huoya looking like they were watching a show.

Zhang Yuanjing shook his head and reprimanded, "When a cultivator meditates, his mind is focused inward and his Qi is distributed outward. Even if he is startled by external objects, it will not cause Qi and meridian confusion. Your concentration is too poor, you need to exercise it!"

When Han Ji and Zhang Jun heard this, they quickly sat back, looked at their noses with their eyes, their mouths with their noses, and their hearts with their mouths, and continued to meditate and circulate their Qi.

The appearance of several people being oblivious to everything suddenly angered the Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivator in the sky, and he shouted, "You have been targeted by the Soul-Splitting Cannon, all of you stand up for me, otherwise I will order it to be blasted to hell!"