Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

Duanmu Yu once mentioned that this batch of spiritual herbs had been picked a long time ago and must be sent to Yang Ling for use as soon as possible, otherwise the spiritual energy would be lost in vain.

Duanmu Yu stood there, watching Xu Fu's figure gradually disappear from his sight. After Xu Fu completely disappeared, he used his spiritual power to restore his appearance to the way it was when he met the emperor.

When Xu Fu brought the spiritual herbs to Yang Ling's residence, he couldn't even get in. Rong'er told him that Yang Ling had a major breakthrough last night and was practicing in seclusion and couldn't be disturbed, so she drove everyone out, including herself, and could only wait at the door.

"When will Master come out of seclusion?" Xu Fu asked anxiously, holding the box of spiritual herbs.

The spiritual energy of the spiritual herb has been lost since the moment it was picked. Duanmu Yu opened the box again just now to let him inspect the goods, and the spiritual energy was lost even faster. If he waited any longer, the spiritual herb would probably lose its value.

"How should I know?" Rong'er looked at Xu Fu helplessly and asked back.

Retreat is a way for practitioners to fight against the heaven and earth. Even the practitioners themselves cannot predict when they will succeed, let alone outsiders.

Xu Fu naturally understood this truth, but he was so anxious to give the spiritual herbs to Yang Ling that he didn't think of this.

Rong'er noticed Xu Fu's bulging clothes and asked curiously, "What are you holding in your arms?"

Xu Fu immediately handed over the spiritual herb box and explained, "This is the spiritual herb I just got. It has a very rich spiritual energy. Master must need this thing now, but this spiritual herb has been picked for a while. If I can't give it to Master in time, I'm afraid it will lose its value!"

"Spiritual herbs?" Rong'er raised an eyebrow and took the box, then continued to ask, "What kind?"

She was asking about the types of spiritual herbs, but she regretted it the moment she asked. How could a half-baked practitioner like Xu Fu have an in-depth study of spiritual herbs?

"I don't know! I just know that this spiritual herb has a strong spiritual energy!" Xu Fu's answer was exactly as Rong'er expected.

Rong'er didn't expect to get an answer from Xu Fu, so she opened the spiritual herb box directly.

"Don't hit me..." Xu Fu wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

He watched helplessly as the spiritual herb box was opened again, with a large amount of spiritual energy leaking out. He shouted anxiously, "Close it quickly, the spiritual energy is about to dissipate!"

"Di Rong grass?" Rong'er ignored Xu Fu's anxiety and directly reached out to take out the herbs in the box.

"Do you know this spiritual herb?" Xu Fu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said seriously, "Rong'er, put the spiritual herb back quickly. This thing must be useful to Master, don't waste it!"

Hearing Xu Fu's anxious voice, Rong'er glanced at him and said with a smile, "Do you think it's better to put this Di Rong grass in the box or with me?"

Rong'er didn't seem to need an answer from Xu Fu. She threw the box back to Xu Fu before she finished speaking, and walked to the old tree in front of Yang Ling's house with the Di Rong grass.

She grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, pulled out the hairpin on her head, pierced her finger, and squeezed out a drop of blood that blended into the yellow soil.

Soon, the yellow soil turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the soil quality changed significantly.

Rong'er put the Di Rong grass into the black soil, then looked up at Xu Fu.

At this time, Xu Fu was already stunned by Rong'er's series of actions.

"Come here!" Rong'er waved to Xu Fu.

"Ah?" Xu Fu responded blankly, as if he had not yet reacted.

Rong'er rolled her eyes helplessly, walked over, threw the soil and grass into Xu Fu's hands, and said calmly: "Just hold it like this until you come out of retreat! If it gets bumped and causes the grass to lose more spiritual energy, don't blame me!"

Rong'er clapped her hands, sat back on the doorstep of the house, and continued to read the book Yang Ling gave her.

Before Yang Ling went into seclusion, he said that he would test her after he came out. Rong'er didn't want to disappoint Yang Ling, so she naturally wouldn't be lazy.

Xu Fu could feel that after Rong'er's treatment, the Di Rong grass seemed to have regained its vitality, and its spiritual energy increased instead of decreasing. He could feel the spiritual energy lingering all over his body just by holding it, as if he had been improving unconsciously.

Rong'er has outstanding talent and experience in growing spiritual herbs. Xu Fu was so concerned about her that he was confused and couldn't even remember this matter after finding Rong'er.

The two of them sat on the threshold of Yang Ling's house, one on the left and one on the right. The three people inside and outside were busy practicing, and no one had the mind to care about the affairs of Xianyang City and other places.

At the same time, Ying Zheng organized a team of worshippers to enter the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain.

Most of the worshippers who had previously participated in the drainage of the blood channel joined the team. They knew that Xu Fu had become so powerful after coming out of the secret realm, so even if the chance of survival was not high, they would rather take the risk.

At the same time, the remnants of the six kingdoms began to spread the news of the bloody incident in Xianyang City everywhere, inciting the people to overthrow the tyrannical Qin.

The power of these people should not be underestimated, and their ability to inspire people is even more powerful.

Although the bloody rain incident happened half a month ago, it has caused quite a stir again once they hyped it up.

When the news reached Xianyang, a month had passed since the bloody rain incident. Ying Zheng was not worried, but still sent Fusu to deal with the matter.

One month after Yang Ling transplanted all the spiritual herbs planted by Rong'er into the Yujue space, the spirit of the artifact was finally awakened.

However, it had lost all its memories and did not know that it had once recognized Yang Ling as its master.

"It's okay, it's good that you woke up. We can slowly get your memories back!" Yang Ling looked at the confused shadow of the weapon spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After he regained consciousness, he realized that it was the spirit of the weapon that used all its strength to hide him in the space where the spirit of the weapon itself was at the moment the heavenly calamity fell, thus allowing him to escape the calamity.

But because of this, the weapon spirit's body, which had been rebuilt for many years, was shattered and almost disappeared in the heavenly calamity.

If Yang Ling had not sensed something and came out in advance, the spirit of the weapon would really not be able to return to the jade pendant, and it would be even more impossible for it to be awakened again by the spiritual energy generated by just a few spiritual plants.

The weapon spirit stared blankly at Yang Ling who was standing in front of it, and stretched out its hand in a somewhat strange manner.

Yang Ling didn't know what she was going to do, but he knew very well that the spirit in the Moon Jade would not hurt him in any way.

Therefore, when the weapon spirit reached out, Yang Ling had no intention of dodging.

The spirit of the weapon successfully held Yang Ling's hand. The moment the two hands touched, a strange look appeared in the spirit's eyes. He looked up at Yang Ling and asked, "Why are your hands hot?"

When Yang Ling first heard this question, he could not help but stop in astonishment, but quickly came to his senses, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he replied: "Because I am a human! Human blood is warm, it flows in my body, so I am naturally a warm being!"

Yang Ling showed great patience, especially when communicating with those who had done him a favor.

The weapon spirit seemed to be unable to understand Yang Ling's explanation. However, she did not continue to ask questions. Instead, she slowly loosened her grip on Yang Ling's hand, stared into his eyes, and gently opened her red lips: "I know you, you are mine..."

At this point, the weapon spirit's words were a little hesitant, as if a little uncertain, but he couldn't find a more appropriate identity to describe it, so he was hesitant, not knowing whether to say it out loud.

"What did you say?" Yang Ling felt a sense of anticipation and asked involuntarily.

The spirit of the weapon had forgotten all its memories since waking up, and knew nothing about the previous heavenly tribulation. He originally thought that the spirit of the weapon would also forget him, so he never thought about other possibilities.

"You are my master!" Faced with Yang Ling's question, the spirit of the weapon no longer hesitated and answered directly.

Her voice was no longer as cold as before, and her face showed an expression unique to a human girl.

The girl was wearing a light yellow dress, still spotless, and her expression was no longer cold and otherworldly. She even took the initiative to hug Yang Ling and continued, "You are my master, and serving you is my mission. This is what my soul tells me!"

The sudden action of the weapon spirit caught Yang Ling off guard. Then he heard her words. Yang Ling blinked, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Although the spirit of the weapon has forgotten everything, it deeply remembers that Yang Ling is her master. This memory seems to be engraved deep in her soul and she can recall it when she wakes up. What does this mean?
Was it a complete agreement, or was there another deeper meaning? Yang Ling didn't know, and he couldn't continue to speculate, because he knew very little about this kind of extraterrestrial object, and even lacked a basis for speculation.

The weapon spirit let go of Yang Ling, took a step back, looked up at him, and continued: "Sorry, Master, I was a bit abrupt just now! My soul guided me to do this, perhaps it was a wish that was not fulfilled a long time ago!"

"A wish that was not fulfilled long ago?" Yang Ling failed to understand the meaning of the spirit's words and repeated it involuntarily.

"Yes, master!" The spirit of the weapon nodded seriously in response.

She couldn't explain more, because all her memories before falling asleep had disappeared, and after waking up, only the instinctive reaction in her soul remained.

Yang Ling knew that he couldn't get an answer from the weapon spirit. He nodded and didn't continue to dwell on this question. Instead, he asked, "You are still very weak now. How can I help you recover as soon as possible?"

"Master, I can feel that I am broken. If you can find the fragments, I will recover quickly and have even greater power!" The weapon spirit did not hide anything from Yang Ling and responded directly to his question.

"What is your true form? How many pieces are it broken into? Can you feel the location of the other fragments?" Yang Ling really wanted to help the spirit of the weapon, so he asked very detailed questions.

The spirit's expression did not change, and he returned to his previous cold and mechanical look when answering these questions: "My original body is a blue bird, and I don't know how many pieces it has been broken into. You can only feel the other fragments when you are close to them."

Although the spirit of the weapon has lost many memories, it is very clear about what it is.

She didn't know where the other fragments were, so finding the pieces and piecing them together was not an easy task.

"Finding the fragments is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Is there any other way?" Yang Ling collected his thoughts and continued to ask.

"You are my master. As your strength improves, I will improve as well!" The weapon spirit's words were very clear. If Yang Ling improved, she would be nourished. This was the same characteristic as other spiritual weapons.

"I just made a breakthrough recently, I'm afraid..." Yang Ling didn't continue speaking, because the spirit of the weapon could also feel that he would not make any breakthroughs in the near future.

"Spiritual plants, just like the master did before, transplant the spiritual plants into my mustard seed space and cultivate spiritual energy, but the recovery speed will be slower." The spirit of the weapon had a light voice, but had told Yang Ling all the ways it could think of, which was considered to be doing its best.

"I understand!" Hearing the words of the weapon spirit, Yang Ling nodded seriously and instructed, "Just take a good rest here, and leave the search for the spiritual plants to me!"

"Thank you, Master!" The spirit bowed to Yang Ling, with true gratitude in its eyes.

Yang Ling saw it, and saw it very clearly. It was an expression that had never been seen on the weapon spirit before.

Although the previous spirit of the weapon had no need to be grateful to Yang Ling, Yang Ling was sure that even if it did, the spirit would not show such an expression.

When he saw the weapon spirit again, Yang Ling asked himself countless times whether the two weapon spirits were the same.

He was sure they were the same, but why there was such a difference, he had no idea.

When Yang Ling came out of retreat, the two people who were practicing at the gate of the house had made breakthroughs.

Rong'er realized the true meaning of the technique and her realm was raised by two levels.

However, Xu Fu was even more powerful than her. He had advanced three realms in one month and was now at the seventh level of the human realm. However, he was still firmly suppressed by Rong'er in terms of strength.

Yang Ling was also a little surprised when he sensed the aura of the two people, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

After all, they were all practicing with him, and he had already reached the great perfection of the extraordinary realm. If they didn't make any progress, they would not be qualified to stay any longer.

The human realm is the highest realm that mortals can reach. It is also the realm level that Yang Ling set for himself before he came into contact with more history of cultivation. The highest level is the ninth level.

The records of cultivation he had access to now did not record the realm of the human world in detail, but simply referred to all realms that could not trigger heavenly tribulations as the mortal realm.

Once you step through the mortal realm, you will be reborn into the extraordinary realm.

The realm of the mortal realm is completely consistent with the levels defined by Yang Ling himself. There are nine levels in total. The other realms are almost the same, but they are called differently.

The first three levels are called minor success, the middle three levels are perfection, and the last three levels are the peak.

Yang Ling was reborn in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain and entered the extraordinary realm. Later, he experienced many hardships and also suffered two heavenly tribulations. He passed through six small realms and is now in a perfect extraordinary realm.

Above the extraordinary realm is the earthly immortal realm, but Yang Ling cannot come into contact with that legendary existence for the time being, and the weapon spirit has no intention of instilling all this knowledge into him all at once.

This continent has just entered an era of spiritual revival, and most of the people on the continent are still in the mortal realm.

No matter how good one's talent and understanding are, it is impossible to achieve a complete transformation and reach an extraordinary state within ten years. (End of this chapter)