If I fail to overcome the tribulation, I can only return to the Ming Dynasty and become a prince.

Chapter 3 Cave Gourd
After finally coaxing the emperor, who was very happy because he woke up, and coaxing away the prince, his wife and his eldest brother who cared about him, Zhu Zhanjun finally had some private space and time to deal with himself in the name of resting. The current situation.

Zhu Zhanjun's condition is not good at all now. His body has been sleeping for eight years. Although there is no muscle atrophy or organ failure in this body due to some reasons that are not yet clear, it is still weak due to lack of exercise.

But these are all trivial matters. He went to cultivate immortality before, so this small problem can be solved by getting a few pills to strengthen his body and cultivate his vitality.

What's worse is his soul and golden elixir. The heavenly calamity almost split his soul into pieces, causing him to lose all his cultivation. Even his golden elixir is on the verge of collapse and fragmentation. He is only half a breath away from death. .

In addition, this Ming Dynasty is also a world lacking in spiritual energy. It is completely incomparable with the world where he went to cultivate immortality. It will be even more difficult to recover from his injuries.

If he hadn't brought back an immortal weapon that had been absorbed into his soul, and there was still hope of healing his injuries, Zhu Zhanjun really felt that he would have died as soon as possible to avoid suffering any less.

You must know that the power of heavenly tribulation is by no means easy. Zhu Zhanjun's physical body, which had been cultivated to the golden elixir, was instantly destroyed. If the immortal weapon in his soul hadn't blocked it, he might not have been able to save his soul, and he would have been completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhanjun quickly calmed down, sinking his mind into his damaged soul, and examined the only thing he relied on now, the fairy weapon that saved his life.

It's called an Immortal Weapon, but this thing is more like a cave or a blessed place, because the name of the Immortal Weapon is called the Cave Sky Gourd.

The entire fairy weapon looks like an ordinary red-skin gourd, but there is a small spiritual vein and a small cave in the gourd.

Of course it's not enough to start a sect, but it's more than enough for just one person to practice.

In that world, Zhu Zhanjun has been carefully managing this small cave after getting this treasure. In addition to building a medicine yard inside, opening up spiritual fields to cultivate various spiritual herbs and precious medicines, he also specially obtained Several pieces of ore mother are placed in the cave to cultivate ore veins.

In order to sort out and protect the small spiritual veins in the cave, Zhu Zhanjun also planted spiritual trees on the spiritual veins to regulate the earth veins and accumulate spiritual energy, so as to prevent the spiritual energy from being cut off due to exhaustion of the spiritual veins.

It can be said that in the hundreds of years since he obtained this fairy weapon, Zhu Zhanjun, apart from his cultivation, has focused all his energy on this fairy weapon and the cave inside.

Now, the continued investment over the past few hundred years is paying off.

The Spirit Gourd Immortal Mansion is contained within the soul. Zhu Zhanjun only needs a thought to open it, allowing the cave in the gourd to release spiritual energy to nourish the soul and prevent the injury from worsening.

"Fortunately, I still have this precious gourd, otherwise I might not be able to continue practicing." Zhu Zhanjun sighed, and then opened the cave in the Linghu Immortal Mansion.

A stream of spiritual energy was released, entering his soul, and was then absorbed by Zhu Zhanjun's broken soul, making him feel a sense of relief.

But this can only make him feel comfortable. It can't even stabilize the injury without worsening. According to Zhu Zhanjun's estimation, it will take at least 100 years to return to normal.

Of course, this is the result of relying only on spiritual energy to recover. If there are elixirs that nourish the soul, recovery will be much faster.

"Fortunately, I was a hamster back then and liked to collect and hoard everything. Otherwise, I would have nothing to do now." Zhu Zhanjun was thankful. He had given full play to the excellent style of a time traveler and was very plundered. Lived a lot of good things.Although this caused him a lot of trouble back then, it also saved him a huge family fortune.

When Zhu Zhanqun first bought the Dongtian Gourd, there were only three or two thatched cottages and a cave, as well as less than two acres of spiritual fields growing some spiritual herbs.

Under Zhu Zhanqun's management for hundreds of years, the entire cave now has five palaces, two caves, three mines and a hundred acres of spiritual land, which is comparable to some well-developed small sects.

"First go to the alchemy room to find some soothing incense to stabilize the soul and some elixirs to strengthen the body and strengthen the body. We have to stabilize the injury first." Zhu Zhanquan muttered to himself as he entered the cave and looked towards the cave. He walked towards the palace where he kept the elixirs.

Zhu Zhanquan built this place bit by bit over hundreds of years, and these palaces themselves are also refined magic weapons. They only need to use the corresponding magic tricks to shrink them and put them away, making them easier to carry. Or move it to another place.

There are also many magic circles inside, which can not only play a defensive role, but also be used to store various medicinal pills and spiritual objects to prevent their spiritual energy from losing their effectiveness.

These arrays cover very comprehensively, ensuring that every place where elixirs are stored can be properly protected.

However, when Zhu Zhanjun walked into the alchemy room where the elixirs were stored and planned to take some healing elixirs from the cabinet, he found that he was blocked by restrictions.

As soon as he was about to pinch out the magic formula to open the restriction, he found that his dantian was now empty. Except for a golden elixir that was on the verge of breaking, he couldn't squeeze out any mana.

"What should I do? Now that I have lost all my cultivation, I can't open the restriction at all!" Standing in his alchemy room, looking at the golden restriction in front of him, Zhu Zhanyu felt numb.

What is before him now is that if he cannot open the ban, he cannot get the elixir. If he cannot get the elixir, he cannot heal his injuries. If he cannot heal his wounds, he cannot restore his mana. If he cannot restore his mana, he cannot open the ban and get the elixir. It's an endless loop.

Zhu Zhanjun tried for a long time and found that it was completely useless, so he had to think of another way.

After leaving the alchemy room, Zhu Zhanjun looked around and was thinking about how to get the elixirs in the alchemy room. He saw a group of puppets heading to the warehouse with the newly harvested spiritual objects, preparing to put them into the warehouse. Store items in storage.

Of course, it was impossible for Zhu Zhanquan to take care of hundreds of acres of spiritual fields by himself, and even if the five palaces were protected by dust-avoiding spells, they still needed to be swept. So he used spells to refine a batch of puppets to serve as caves. Used by servants inside.

These puppets exist entirely based on the magic power input into the spell. They are roughly equivalent to an ordinary mortal. They can even be broken up with a few punches by someone who knows how to punch and kick. However, the advantage is that they are easy to make and are tireless. It's also very suitable to take care of the cave and do some vulgar chores.

But at this moment, Zhu Zhanchun's attention was not on these puppets, but on the spiritual objects they held in their hands.

These are all freshly harvested from the spiritual fields. They are medicinal materials that Zhu Zhanquan planted before, as well as some spiritual fruits transplanted over hundreds of years.

"It seems that we can only use these to make ends meet first. After recuperating this body, we can open the furnace to refine some elixirs for use." Zhu Zhanjuan looked at the spiritual objects in front of him, and after heaving a sigh of relief, he finally had some Made plans.

(End of this chapter)