Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 165 Perfection
After understanding the information, Li Changsheng's eyes brightened slightly and he murmured: "It's so simple."

The hanging heart in his heart finally dropped, and he immediately summoned other insects who were on the verge of advancing.

After Li Changsheng read them one by one, he looked thoughtful.

The red-winged blood bamboo he brought from the Beast Valley needs to advance by swallowing the sap of small wood. The advancement requirements of the insects bred by the insect mother are the same as those of low-grade to medium-grade. The food intake of the same kind is the advanced level.

Nowadays, those who have met the advanced requirements are still the earliest batch of insects. Not counting Ah Da and Ah Er, there are still 35 insects brought out from the Beast Valley, and only [-] have been bred by the insect mother.

"Are all the insects in the Beast Valley special, or are the insects bred by the insect mother special?"

Li Changsheng didn't know either.

It stands to reason that insects that are upgraded with small wood sap will suffer less loss, which is undoubtedly better.

But don’t forget that it requires external assistance to advance.

This is not the case for insects bred by insect mothers. Although it consumes a lot of money each time it advances, its special feature is that it can advance by devouring the same kind.

Both have advantages and disadvantages, it’s hard to tell whether they are good or bad.

Li Changsheng pondered for a moment, then turned back to the wooden house without letting the insect swarm advance.

The advancement of the insect mother made his already overwhelmed mind a little heavier again. If the other insects advanced to high-level one by one, the pressure it would bring would probably drive him crazy.

Now he finally understood why other monks called them crazy and stayed away when they saw the monks who were practicing the spirit insect magic.

The mind has been under extreme pressure all year round, not only the brain is rigid, but the body is also slow and affects all aspects. After a long time, it would be strange not to go crazy.

Go back to the third floor.

Li Changsheng sat cross-legged on the soft couch, closing his eyes to transfer spiritual power and nourish his spiritual veins.

Time passes day by day.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

It was originally expected that the spiritual veins would be able to adapt after seven days of cultivation, but it took twice as long. This was due to his depression, which made the transfer of spiritual power much slower than usual.

"call"

Li Changsheng slowly exhaled a breath, opened his eyes, turned over his hand and took out a sapphire porcelain bottle with a round top and bottom, took a deep breath, and opened the bottle cap.

Shengling Liquid is colorless and odorless, and its whole body is like a pool of viscous liquid. When it shakes, the liquid does not stick to the wall.

Li Changsheng did not hesitate, picked up the sapphire porcelain bottle and poured it into his mouth.

As soon as it entered the mouth, the liquid poured into the throat, followed by a burst of coolness, and fell directly into the stomach.

Li Changsheng put down the porcelain bottle, closed his eyes and concentrated, transferring his spiritual energy to digest the spiritual liquid.

After a few breaths.

A hot stream of heat overflowed from his stomach. This feeling was similar to when he took the Spiritual Vein Fruit. The hot stream was like a bone-scraping steel knife, flowing through the nine well-opened main spiritual veins and pouring into the unopened main spiritual veins. .

For an instant.

Li Changsheng felt as if dozens of sharp knives were digging into his flesh and blood inch by inch. Waves of severe pain surged into his mind like a tide, and his already groggy mind was even more shaky.

But he couldn't be unconscious.

Once he is unconscious, the power of Shengling Liquid will dissipate, not only will all his previous efforts be wasted, but his spiritual veins will also be severely damaged.

By then, the time to break through the Pulse Condensation Realm will be delayed for an unknown amount of time.

Time passed by.

Sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, Li Changsheng looked ferocious, his clothes were tumbled, and thin beads of sweat were flowing down his forehead.

I don’t know how long it has been.

A soft sound of "Boom" echoed in Li Changsheng's mind, and his originally depressed and heavy mind suddenly relaxed.

A pale gold, dense and complex vein diagram came into his eyes, and immediately a sense of perfection and inexplicable joy poured into his heart.

In the outside world, an invisible vortex appeared around him, and the spiritual energy floating in the air poured into his body.

Li Changsheng knew that this was the best time to improve his cultivation quickly, and he did not dare to neglect it at all. He took out a second-level low-grade spiritual elixir, Shui Yun Ling Dan, and swallowed it in his belly.

Immediately, he took out the Yin Blood Jade and held it in his left hand. He took a strong breath of the hot Earth Fire Evil Qi, closed his eyes and concentrated, and used his full strength to run the "Blood River Yang Refining True Skill".

The opening of his spiritual veins allowed him to advance to the twelfth level of Qi training in one step. His originally gifted soul instantly expanded several times, and the pressure of the mind power derived from it disappeared, allowing him to transfer spiritual power without any constraints.

Every time the spiritual power circulates for a day, his cultivation level will improve by [-]%. He can't help but feel addicted to the pleasure of rapidly improving his cultivation level.

But while his cultivation was rapidly improving, his spiritual veins began to tremble, as if he couldn't bear the growing spiritual power.

At this moment, the three-leaf mark between Li Changsheng's eyebrows flickered, and wisps of jasper-like life inspiration spread downward from his eyebrows.

Whether it is the veins through which spiritual power flows or the blocked veins, they are all covered with a light green film.

With this thin film, the spiritual veins stabilized again.

Li Changsheng seemed to unconsciously take out the spiritual pills one after another, swallowing the evil spirit of fire into his belly one after another. The skills he practiced were no longer restricted, and the spiritual power was driven to circulate one day after another.

Until the three-leaf mark between his eyebrows dimmed, and the light green film covering the veins shattered.

Li Changsheng was awakened by the stabbing pain coming from his spiritual veins.

The invisible suction surrounding him slowly dispersed.

"call"

Li Changsheng exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes.

Feeling the body expand several times, the scorching heat contains the spiritual power of cold blood poison, staring at himself.

[Target: Li Changsheng]

[Cultivation: Eleventh level of Qi training "73%"]

【功法：“血河炼阳真功（12/12）”特性：血毒lv1，火煞lv1】【法术：三叶纳灵脉络图“小成36%”灵契（残）“大成5%”/“金龟盾“大成3%”.】

Looking at the skyrocketing panel data, Li Changsheng couldn't help but slowly raise the corners of his mouth.

This time he swallowed the spiritual liquid, which not only opened up all his spiritual veins, but also raised his cultivation level to the eleventh level of Qi training. With just a little accumulation, he could easily reach the twelfth level of Qi training.

Moreover, the characteristics of the skills have also undergone some changes, and the spells practiced have also been greatly improved due to the overflowing spiritual power.

Li Changsheng touched the three-leaf mark between his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the life inspiration to have this effect."

If there was no life source to stabilize his spiritual veins, he would probably be able to break through the tenth level of Qi training this time after taking the spiritual liquid, and then he would wake up because his spiritual veins could not withstand the surge in spiritual power.

"Inheritance"

After coming back to his senses, Li Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

He didn't believe that other spiritual planters didn't know that the life spiritual machine had such a function. He could only say that the spiritual planters in the sect were relatively withdrawn and arrogant. Lan Caishen, Tan Hu and others didn't know about such superficial use.

Li Changsheng didn't think about it carefully. He just entered the sect halfway, so it was normal for him not to know some secrets.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the characteristics of the technique, and his eyes flickered when he looked at the extra word lv1 after it.

"The golden finger panel moves according to my will, so this level 1 is manifested based on the memory in my mind."

"There was no such word before because the characteristics of the exercise were not apparent. Does it mean that the characteristics of the exercise are revealed now?"

Li Changsheng looked at the slightly dim Yin Blood Jade in his hand and the talisman bottle containing the evil energy of earth fire, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Is it because of them?"

After thinking for a moment, Li Changsheng looked around, and his eyes fell on the wooden table.

When I came to it, my thoughts moved slightly. It was hot on the outside but cold and restrained spiritual power on the inside quickly flowed into the palm of my hand.

Li Changsheng looked at the red jade palm for a few times, and then slowly pressed it towards the wooden table.

Chi. A wisp of green smoke slowly rose.

Li Changsheng raised his arm and looked at the transparent hole on the table with some surprise.

"Simple spiritual power is so strong."

You must know that this wooden table is made of century-old ironwood, and its hardness is comparable to the rune hoe he once obtained from Guanshi Ye.

But such a hard wood seemed to be made of paper in front of the blood and Yang spiritual power.

"It is indeed a Pulse Condensation Realm technique."

Li Changsheng sighed in admiration, and then began to test other spells one by one based on the characteristics of the technique.

But this experiment made him a little disappointed.

None of the spells he practiced matched the skills and could not exert the power that the blood-yang spiritual power should have.

Among them, the one that is slightly more consistent with the blood-yang spiritual power is the sharp metal technique. When used, it is sharp but also carries fire evil and blood poison, and has considerable lethality.

Experimenting with that century-old iron-wood table, a corner of it was reduced to ashes by just scratching it.

As for the Golden Turtle Shield, it only has a layer of fire evil and blood poison added to its appearance, and it cannot be seen to be any different from before.

However, during the experiment, he also discovered a more interesting spell, which was the Xiaoyunyu technique that he had perfected.

After being activated by the blood poison of the skill, the clouds that gathered together looked like a burning cloud.

The rainwater falling down was light red all over and contained a hint of cold blood poison, but the power was too scattered and the power was weak.

After some experiments.

Li Changsheng crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing for a while, then walked down the stairs leisurely.

After his spiritual veins adapt to the spiritual power, he can take the second-level elixir and build up his spiritual power to the twelfth level of Qi training.

At that time, it is to cultivate the spiritual veins and wait for the arrival of the alien inspiration.

Back to the courtyard.

Li Changsheng walked up to Xiaomu, calmed his mind, and took out half a bowl of juice from it.

Immediately, with a slight thought, he summoned the insects that had met the advancement requirements and issued the order to advance.

hum.
In a burst of buzzing sound, the insect swarm split into two parts.

A group of people, led by Ah Da and Ah Er, fell to the wooden bowl on the ground, and started killing each other to the death.

Li Changsheng looked at it for a while, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, smoke rose from the kitchen, and the crisp sound of chopping vegetables in the house combined with the jingling of small wooden branches, rippling around.

Just when he was making pig food.

Thousands of miles away from the spiritual land surrounding the mountains.

Luo Fang, who was dressed in plain robes, and Feng Baimei, who was dressed in green Taoist robes, stood on top of a mountain, looking forward with serious expressions.

And not far in front of the two people.

It is a misty swamp with endless edges as far as the eye can see.

Its interior is hazy, and its visible exterior is covered with twisting, naked shrubs.

You can see insects, poisonous snakes, and beasts of different shapes and colors moving among the bushes, mud, and weeds, hunting for blood.

The term "natural selection" is vividly interpreted.

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