Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

“Heh heh, this stone man's earth manipulation is really skillful. If he weren't so ugly, this old master would really want to switch bodies and have some fun!” The cauldron spirit manipulated the stone puppet into a celebratory pose, his voice filled with smugness and joy.

Zhang Yuanjing was also shocked by the earth techniques displayed by the stone man. Without relying on any magical treasures, and only using a few simple spells, he had played a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, who had many tricks up his sleeve, in the palm of his hand, easily killing him. It really overturned his understanding.

“Kid, are you stunned? However, don't think that the Sand Rolling, Ground Cracking, and Heaven Supporting spells are so powerful. If your skill is shallow, they're all useless. So, you still need to practice the Devouring Technique well. As the saying goes, thick earth carries all things, and great capacity is inclusive.”

Zhang Yuanjing had not fully studied the Eight Earth Techniques, so he only understood a little. He could only nod repeatedly in agreement.

“Bring those five small swords over here! This is the first trophy this old master has gotten in tens of thousands of years.”

Zhang Yuanjing quickly took out the set of 'Flying Feather Cold Cloud Swords' from his storage bracelet and handed them to the stone man.

“Hmm, what a pity, they were actually refined into natal magic treasures, what a waste!” The cauldron spirit said with some displeasure, manipulating the stone man to reach out and stroke the bodies of the five swords, then throwing them back to Zhang Yuanjing. “I erased the divine sense on them, and their quality has dropped by a level. They can only be considered high-grade magic treasures now.”

Zhang Yuanjing took them and saw that the five flying swords were no longer as crystal clear as before, and their luster had become somewhat dull. This was a sign that the natal magic treasure had been erased of its divine sense. He didn't care much, after all, this thing was something he could look at but couldn't use, and he couldn't even take it out easily.

The stone man faced the mud, standing with his hands behind his back, no longer speaking, as if waiting for something. Zhang Yuanjing did not know the mystery inside, so he took out the Devouring Technique from the Eight Earth Techniques in his sea of consciousness, studying it word by word.

This technique went straight to the point, explaining the eight-word essence, which was the 'thick earth carries all things, and great capacity is inclusive' that the cauldron spirit had said. The general idea was that earth is the mother of all things, which can give birth to all things and can also hide all things. No matter what it is, whether it is gold, stone, trees, corpses, feces, clean or dirty, the earth does not refuse them and accommodates everything. This is precisely the special feature of the earth and the source of its power.

The Devouring Technique thus proposes the concept of "refining all things to strengthen oneself", believing that those who practice earth techniques need to absorb different kinds of power from the world and refine them into earth power. The more types of power are refined, the higher the quality and power of the earth power will be.

Reading this, Zhang Yuanjing recalled that when he practiced the Thick Earth Qi Circulation Technique, he absorbed wood power to mix with water, fire, and earth power to obtain thick earth power; he absorbed the original wood power from the remnants of the roots to break through the bottleneck of the technique; and he absorbed the inexplicable great power in the Void Demon Space to improve the quality of the thick earth power. He realized something in his heart and instantly grasped the essence of the Devouring Technique.

“Alright, this kid actually has so many Qi-replenishing pills, he stubbornly lasted for an hour, he's really rich! However, once he enters this old master's earth prison, no matter how thick his wealth is, it's all useless!” The cauldron spirit suddenly said, startling Zhang Yuanjing, who was immersed in enlightenment.

He saw the stone man raise his foot and gently stomp, and a long, black mud-wrapped object shot out from the mud and landed in front of it.

“Kid, clean him up and find his storage bracelet, and that cyan jade slip.”

Only then did Zhang Yuanjing realize that this was Feng Wujiu's corpse.

He raised his magic power and cast a simple water condensation technique, repeatedly rinsing it several times to wash away the mud, and saw that the cyan jade slip was wrapped around Feng Wujiu's hair, and the storage bracelet on his wrist was intact.

“See if there are any high-grade spirit stones in his storage bracelet!”

Zhang Yuanjing took off Feng Wujiu's storage bracelet, used his magic power to erase the spiritual consciousness, and looked at it with his divine sense. There were many kinds of spiritual materials and middle and low-grade spirit stones, and there was still a bottle of pills left, which were ice-attribute spirit pills. There was not a single talisman, which was probably all consumed in the battle. There were three middle-grade magic treasures and three high-grade magic treasures, and the silver plate was also among them, as well as a demonic technique called "Turbid Yin Technique". There was not a single high-grade spirit stone.

So he shook his head and said, “Senior, this person does not have high-grade spirit stones either. As far as this junior knows, high-grade spirit stones are very rare, and even Nascent Soul cultivators generally don't have many.”

“Oh, high-grade spirit stones are so rare, then aren't top-grade spirit stones even more non-existent?”

“Top-grade… this junior has never heard anyone mention them!”

“What a hassle! Forget it, let's go to the Flying Sky Pavilion first.”

According to the cauldron spirit's guidance, Zhang Yuanjing sacrificed his flying sword and headed northwest.

This place was quite remote, located under a hidden cliff in the northwest corner of the Mustard Seed Space. If he didn't know the location in advance, it would be by no means easy to find this place.

“There are two exits in the Mustard Seed Space, one in the layered space in the Immortal Plant Garden, and the other is in the underground of the Flying Sky Pavilion. From these two places, there are stable space channels, and you can use space-piercing objects to leave the Mustard Seed Space.” The cauldron spirit excitedly introduced as he saw the majestic pavilion in the cliff valley, “In a while, we will take that thing and leave from here to the vast world outside!”

“Oh, are we leaving from here? Senior, what about those demonic cultivators? The treasures here have been accumulated over the generations. If they are stolen, wouldn't we become sinners of the sect!” Zhang Yuanjing had not found Wu Yuankui yet, and had not completed the task of clearing the Mustard Seed Space, so how could he leave.

“You're just worrying unnecessarily. If they have the opportunity, they can have it. If they don't have the opportunity, how can they deal with the great formation here. This old master is telling you, if the disciples of your Thick Earth Sect can't take the things inside, they will eventually perish with the Mustard Seed Space. You are just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so don't worry about those things!”

“But, my senior brother is still here, can you take him with us.”

“No! If we run into that late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, this old master won't even be able to take you away! Don't get any wrong ideas, this old master has already chosen you as the first host, and only you can take me out of here. After going out, even if you die immediately, it won't be this old master's business. I can just change to another host!”

Zhang Yuanjing didn't know what a “host” was, and didn't know why only he could take it away, but one thing was certain, the cauldron spirit would never let him leave its side, and with his strength, he couldn't leave forcibly.

He was anxious in his heart, but he was at a loss. Although this cauldron spirit seemed eloquent and emotionally rich, it was not a real person, and did not understand human feelings, so it was difficult to reason with.

The Flying Sky Pavilion, shaped like its name, resembled a flying boat, about fifty feet long and ten feet high. The boat body was about five feet high, and there was a three-story pavilion inside the cabin, which was also about five feet high. The Flying Sky Pavilion refers to this three-story pavilion.

The entire flying boat was located in the center of the cliff valley, with the two ends very close to the cliff walls, and the sides of the boat were covered with tall trees and deep grass. Only from a certain place on the cliff could one clearly see its entire body.

The Flying Sky Pavilion had formations to isolate the inside and outside, and there was only one entrance in the south, which was the entrance to the formation.

Zhang Yuanjing descended his flying sword and landed in the front cabin of the flying boat.

The entire flying boat was carved from white jade stone. Whether it was the deck or the cabin walls, they were shaped like real ships, and the furnishings were also lifelike. The ground was smooth and reflected people's shadows.

The cabin was filled with spiritual energy, which was refreshing and pleasant.

Under the guidance of the cauldron spirit, he quickly walked to the door on the south side of the pavilion. In the door, there was a vortex of white air, constantly absorbing spiritual power from the surroundings.

“Not good, someone has arrived here first and entered the building!” The cauldron spirit exclaimed, his voice surprisingly showing a little nervousness, “The one who can break this formation must be a Nascent Soul cultivator. Kid, among the cultivators who entered here with you, how many are Nascent Soul?”

“Um, it should be… at least four!”

“Four? Are they all together?”

“No, three of them are together, they all came from a place called the Abyss of Heavenly Demons. That late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is their leader. There is also one who claims to be a Thick Earth Sect cultivator, who may have obtained an ordinary disciple token.”

“A Nascent Soul cultivator only got an ordinary disciple token, he's just a fake, nothing to be afraid of. However, those three Nascent Souls who are together are troublesome! This old master is willing to lose some of his original power, and can at most deal with that late-stage Nascent Soul.… How did they find this place, are they also here for that thing? That's not right, how do they know there is that thing. If they don't know the use of that thing, they may not risk taking it away. Well, let's go in and take a look first. If someone else takes it away and can't get out of here, wouldn't it be lost here. It's still safer for this old master to take it!” The cauldron spirit worried about this and that, and muttered to himself, and couldn't make up his mind for a long time.

In the end, it actually asked, “Kid, do you think we should go in or not?”

Zhang Yuanjing almost rolled his eyes. The cauldron spirit only said to find something, but never said what it was, so how could he make a judgment? So he tried to ask, “What exactly is senior looking for? Do you have to take it away?”

The cauldron spirit hesitated for a moment before pretending to say casually, “The Flying Sky Pavilion, of course it's something related to flying. If I say too much, you won't understand. Anyway, it's just a token, with this token you can open another secret realm, and from there you can fly to another realm. It's useless to you, because you don't have what it needs. As for this old master, I will definitely have to take that trip in the future. Otherwise, wouldn't I be trapped in one place and how boring would that be!”

“Fly to another realm!” Zhang Yuanjing was dumbfounded, thinking what realm would that be, Transformation God? Or a higher realm. It was indeed too far away from him, even thinking about it was a luxury!

“Hey, don't just stand there in a daze, tell me what to do?”

Zhang Yuanjing shuddered, and suddenly remembered that Ling Xiao had once told him that their Abyss of Heavenly Demons was looking for the Mustard Seed Space, only to get one thing, which was useless to cultivators below the Nascent Soul, and a very powerful person needed this thing and asked them to find it.

The one who could be called “very powerful” by Ling Xiao must be at least a Transformation God cultivator. Could it be that what they were looking for was what the cauldron spirit was talking about? If so, the one who entered the pavilion must be Ling Xiao and others!

Should he stop them? Zhang Yuanjing hesitated.

Stopping Ling Xiao from obtaining that item seemed to be of no benefit. After all, if the people from the Abyss of Heavenly Demons successfully obtained the item, they could leave the Mustard Seed Space from here, so there would be less than half of the people who could hinder him and Wu Yuankui from clearing the Mustard Seed Space.

But if this was the case, the cauldron spirit would definitely force him to leave the Mustard Seed Space from here.

At that time, how could he rely on Senior Brother Yuankui alone to deal with the Thick Earth Sect cultivators, and how could he enter the central place to complete the task!

“Hey, what's wrong with you, why don't you speak!”

“Senior, this junior believes that we should stop them. Because as far as this junior knows, the cultivators of the Abyss of Heavenly Demons came for the thing senior said, and it is said that they came to take this thing for a great figure. If they take away that token, it will be difficult for senior to snatch it back.” Zhang Yuanjing finally made a decision, and said these words.

“Oh, there's such a connection, how do they know… I see, I'm afraid it's related to the people of the other sects. Alas, what a hassle!” The cauldron spirit muttered a few words, and said helplessly, “Summon that stone puppet, I'll use it to take you in!”

Zhang Yuanjing summoned the stone man as he was told. The cauldron spirit manipulated it with his divine sense, clamping Zhang Yuanjing under his ribs, and a layer of yellow light appeared around him. He rushed towards the white vortex and entered a hall that was ten feet square.