Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

In a deep mountain, more than twenty million miles southeast of Mount Sumeru, there is a stream valley with lush trees on both slopes and a stream of green water, more than ten feet wide, flowing gently in the middle.

Suddenly, above the originally calm water surface, a dazzling white light flashed, like a crescent moon, scaring several deer that were drinking by the stream into turning their heads and running away, and the fish playing in the water also sank to the bottom and hid.

Gusts of strange wind rose, water columns shot into the sky, huge waves surged, and fallen leaves flew and danced wildly. Amidst the chaos, a huge silver shuttle emerged from the white light, and then leaped forcefully, rushing to a flat ground more than a hundred feet away, and plunged diagonally into the soft mud.

After a few breaths, the overall luster began to dim. When the light faded, a portal opened directly above, and a six-foot-long figure jumped out of it, landed on the leaf-covered ground, and gently stomped his feet, as if he couldn't believe that he was already stepping on the soil.

This person was Zhang Yuanjing, who had traveled through space. This space travel lasted about a quarter of an hour. The powerful spatial pressure caused Zhang Yuanjing to fall into a coma. When the silver shuttle forcibly broke out of the spatial gap, a violent tremor occurred, and he woke up again.

The stream valley had returned to calm. There were no fierce beasts here, the mountain breeze gently caressed, and the coolness was refreshing, as if it were a dream. However, the situation in the Void Demon World and the Mustard Seed Space were all vividly remembered, and the scene of parting with Wu Yuankui lingered.

Without anyone operating it, the shuttle gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a tiny silver shuttle the size of two inches.

After a long time, Zhang Yuanjing finally gathered his thoughts, calmed his emotions, picked up the shuttle, sat cross-legged, and circulated his energy. Half an hour later, he stood up, sacrificed a flying sword, rose into the air, and looked down.

This mountain was very large, with a radius of more than a thousand miles. In the southern part of the mountain range, there was a towering peak of thousands of feet, which was the highest peak of the mountain range, and looked quite spiritual.

On the south side of the mountain, there was a wide river running from east to west, with no source in sight above and no end in sight below. Between the mountains and rivers, there were scattered villages and cities of mortals, which looked very prosperous.

He used the art of observing qi to carefully examine the spiritual energy of the various peaks. The spiritual energy was the strongest on the thousand-foot peak, but it was only a thin layer. It seemed that it could only breed savage blood-stage monsters, and there would not be any cultivators with high cultivation levels entrenched there. He turned his sword and flew towards the peak.

He flew on his sword all the way, hiding in the clouds and mist, so he didn't have to worry about being seen by the mortals below the mountain. When he reached the top of the peak, he descended his flying sword on the north side of the mountain and circled among the mountains, forests, and rocks, repeatedly observing the terrain. Occasionally, one or two savage blood-stage monsters sensed his aura and immediately fled without a trace.

This peak was precipitous, and the foot of the mountain was only a few dozen miles in radius, like a huge finger, piercing straight into the clouds. Especially after three hundred feet, the mountain became steep and difficult to climb. Not to mention mortals, even ordinary beasts would probably not come here.

A hundred miles south of the peak, on the flat ground near the river, there was a mortal town, covering a large area and densely populated. It was also convenient to inquire about news and find out the boundaries.

So, Zhang Yuanjing chose this mountain, raised his flying sword, and opened up a cave at a place with a wide view at six to seven hundred feet on the mountain peak.

In the evening, he sneaked into the town and learned that the place was called Mengshan Town, the mountain range was called Mengshan, and the peak that soared into the sky like a finger was called Shenjian Peak (Divine Sword Peak) by the locals. There was a legend attached to it, telling the story of an immortal descending from the sky, killing a great demon here, and saving the creatures of the area. To deter the fleeing monsters, the immortal left the sword in his hand here, transforming it into a divine peak to protect the people of this place.

Mengshan Town belonged to the Chixi Kingdom, which was named after the Chixi River. The country had eight counties and fifty-three cities, all built along the Chixi River. Downstream of Mengshan Town, there was a large city called Xizhou City, which was the seat of Xinkai County, one of the eight counties.

In this vast world, every country must have a cultivation sect to protect it, otherwise it would be difficult to resist the invasion of ferocious monsters. The cultivation sect that the Chixi Kingdom relied on was called Tongyun Palace, and its mountain gate was in Chixi Lake, ten thousand miles downstream of this place. This sect was the backer of several nearby mortal countries.

This news cheered Zhang Yuanjing up. To find out where he was and understand the nearby cultivation forces and the immortal cities where they traded, he had to communicate with the local cultivators. Generally, the cultivation sects that participated in the affairs of mortal countries were mostly small sects, and the strongest would not exceed the Foundation Establishment stage, which was equivalent to his strength. There was not much risk in interacting with them.

Thus, Zhang Yuanjing felt relieved and returned to the cave on Shenjian Peak. For him, the first thing was not cultivation, but to calm his mind and adjust himself.

After all, after experiencing such a major change, his heart was filled with various emotions, including sadness, depression, frustration, worry, but also harvest, surprise, expectation, excitement, and the lingering sadness and confusion about the future. If he could not calm down and rushed to cultivate, it would only cause problems.

Wu Yuankui told him not to return to the Xuantian Sect until he reached the Core Formation stage, but he actually guessed the real meaning, which was to tell him not to go back. Because, with his aptitude, how could he possibly reach the Core Formation stage in just two or three decades? Even if he really reached the Core Formation stage, he would be isolated and helpless when he returned to the Xuantian Sect. If the sect still wanted to convict him of betraying the sect, the best ending would be to abolish his cultivation.

However, he was unwilling, he did not want to bear the stigma of betraying the sect and be nailed to the pillar of shame. He wanted to clear his name, wanted to return to the Xuantian Sect and wait for Wu Yuankui to return, and wanted to re-establish himself in that familiar landscape.

He first meditated for a month, reliving the tranquility and peace brought by the past years of seclusion, and guiding his mind and body to gradually settle down.

Then, he wandered around Mengshan, enjoying the scenery, searching for curiosities and treasures, chasing wolves and tigers, with the aim of relaxing his emotions. Occasionally, he would go to Mengshan Town, disguised as an old Taoist, telling fortunes and playing in the world.

In this way, after half a year, he finally regained the peaceful state of mind that a cultivator should have. At this time, he began to examine himself and formulate a cultivation plan.

His greatest gain from entering the Mustard Seed Space of the Hou Tu Sect was the Eight Earth Techniques. Especially the Devouring Technique. The more he confirmed it with his experience in creating the Hou Tu Nourishing Qi Technique and the Hou Tu Transformation Technique, the more he felt the extraordinaryness of this technique. What was especially important was that this technique was not limited by the cultivation realm. As long as the conditions were right, it could be used smoothly.

In the past, when he devoured the power of spiritual herbs and trees and the power of the unknown, it was just a fluke, a pure coincidence. He obtained the opportunity in one out of ten thousand probabilities.

Now, with the Devouring Technique, he had a reliance, a guideline. He only needed to follow the method described in the technique and act according to the law to reap success. With his current cultivation, only the Dividing Earth Technique could be cultivated among the Eight Earth Techniques besides the Devouring Technique. This technique enhanced earth escape techniques, but it was not his top priority.

As for the complete Hou Tu Technique and the Hou Tu Spell Chapter, although they were also very powerful techniques, they were beyond his reach at the moment and were actually useless.

As for pills, the most useful ones were of course the twelve middle-grade Bitter Essence Pills purchased in the Flowing Cloud Immortal City. Once all of them were refined, his cultivation would increase by at least double.

However, after the Bitter Essence Pills were used up, he would have no usable pills on him. Although he had three bottles of middle-grade Qi Gathering Powder, they could only be considered chicken ribs for his current realm and lifespan. They were tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

He had three suitable spiritual plants for cultivation. One was the Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Grass, which had been around for more than five hundred years and had been upgraded to the fourth grade of the spiritual grade, one was the Tiger Tail Grass given by Su Yuanxiao, and one was the Bitter Ginseng Grass, which had been upgraded to the fifth grade of the spiritual grade. After these three spiritual plants were cultivated to maturity, they could be taken to the immortal city to exchange for pills.

In addition, there was the Wu Dong Grass obtained from the Yin Wind Cave. The finished products had all been taken by him, but he had kept a few remnant roots, and cultivating them had some effect, but the growth was quite slow.

As for the dozen or so seeds given as True Inheritance treatment, they looked extraordinary at first glance, and it would definitely be difficult to cultivate them. Moreover, it was not yet certain whether the Hou Tu Transformation Technique would work, so he naturally could not waste his time on them.

However, the piece of purple remnant root given by Su Yuanxiao could be tried.

Of course, he also had alchemy secrets and could practice alchemy himself. However, he had no pill formulas and nowhere to buy them, and it would not help in an emergency. The pills for the Qi Refining stage were fine, but the pills for the Foundation Establishment stage, especially high-quality pills like the Bitter Essence Pill, could not be successfully refined without twenty or thirty years of experience in alchemy.

As for the spiritual weapons, they seemed to be quite a few, but in reality, there were not many that could be used at this stage. The strongest was the Hou Tu Transformation Cauldron, but the cauldron spirit had fallen into a deep sleep and did not know when it would wake up. Moreover, even if it woke up, it would probably not listen to his instructions. The next was the Seven Star Mysterious Seizing Formation Flag, which was also a spiritual treasure and extremely practical, but it was beyond his ability to control.

Among the magic weapons, the most suitable one for him was the Source Stone, but it had to be nourished in the dantian for decades before it could be used.

The next were the few items obtained from Feng Wujiu. The Geng Metal Primordial Qi Slip was a top-grade magic weapon, and the five Flying Feather Cold Cloud Swords, the Determination Compass, a purple flying sword, and a staff more than ten feet long were all high-grade magic weapons. They were all extremely powerful, but of course, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator like him could not use them.

The next were the two yellow magic robes and two dark yellow flying swords given as True Inheritance treatment. The magic robes were defensive equipment, and he tried them on and found that he could actually wear them, which was a pleasant surprise. However, the yellow flying swords could not be used.

Finally, there was the True Inheritance token, which could be transformed into a small yellow shield for defense. This was the most powerful self-defense method he could currently use. However, using magic weapons with Foundation Establishment cultivation consumed a terrifying amount of mana, almost emptying it in one breath, and could only be used to save his life in critical moments.

Looking back and forth at these magic weapons, feeling the powerful power contained in them, Zhang Yuanjing could not help but feel a little depressed. Suddenly, his heart stirred, and he remembered two strange objects, which were the two strange jades obtained from going to the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect.

One was an umbrella-shaped jade pendant, which released an invisible force when the remnant body of the alien demon devoured the soul of "Old Yan", protecting his sea of consciousness. The other was a cauldron-shaped jade pendant, which dispelled the freezing power in the cold pool at Xue Wang Mountain and saved his life. Both of them actively protected their master and had miraculous effects, making them extremely powerful treasures.

Although their origins were a bit suspicious, Senior Brother Yuankui did not say anything after seeing them, so they should not have any hidden dangers. Therefore, he took out the box containing the jade and placed the two jades in it, allowing them to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth. At the same time, he simply refined a thin rope from a tendon drawn from a monster and waited for the two jades to be filled with spiritual power before stringing them together and tying them around his neck.

Then, he went to look at the spiritual weapons. In addition to his original Xuanjing Great Axe, there were the twenty-odd spiritual weapons obtained from the Second Hall of the Hou Tu Hall, including three top-grade ones and the rest being high-grade ones. In his opinion, each of these spiritual weapons was very powerful, and he had to put in a lot of effort to familiarize himself with and control them.

His defense already included the yellow magic robe, the True Inheritance token, and the two jade pendants, and his attack included the familiar Xuanjing Great Axe, so he was not very concerned about these spiritual weapons.

However, among the three top-grade spiritual weapons, one was a black scimitar called the Yin Wind Blade, which was very good at hiding its aura and attacking enemies. It was very practical in battle and could make up for the shortcomings of his Xuanjing Great Axe. Therefore, he planned to refine this blade and practice with it often, preparing to use it as his trump card.

The other two were Godspeed Boots that could accelerate, but they could only be used when not using flying sword weapons, which seemed to be of little use; the other was a fire-attributed flying sword, which was extremely powerful, but did not match his techniques.

In addition to these, what was very strange was the hoe given as True Inheritance treatment. He had previously thought that this item was only made of good material and had no other use besides planting spiritual herbs. However, after careful study, he found that this item was also a top-grade spiritual weapon. The most powerful thing about it was that it could restrain spirits. With a hoe, it could restrain the spiritual power in the soil around the spiritual herb and prevent damage to the roots during transplantation.

Therefore, he named this hoe the Spirit Restraining Hoe. He also imagined that if he used this hoe to restrain the opponent's spiritual weapon during battle, it might have an unexpected effect. Even if he could not capture it, he could also draw out the spiritual energy in it and consume the opponent's mana.

Zhang Yuanjing thought for several days before deciding on a cultivation plan: first, take the Bitter Essence Pill, use the Bitter Ginseng Grass as a spiritual plant for cultivation, and do his best to improve his cultivation; at the same time, cultivate the Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Grass and the Tiger Tail Grass, and after all the Bitter Essence Pills were refined, go to the immortal city to exchange them for usable pills. In addition to cultivation, he would also study the Devouring Technique and the Dividing Earth Technique, and cultivate the Wu Dong Grass remnant roots and the piece of purple remnant root.

Middle-grade Bitter Essence Pills were more difficult to refine than low-grade ones, but he was now in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and had obtained the Transformation Pill to improve his physique, so refining them was much faster than when he took low-grade Bitter Essence Pills. He could completely refine one pill every four months.

In this way, four years passed. When he was two hundred and fifteen years old, he had refined all twelve middle-grade Bitter Essence Pills. His cultivation had increased by more than double, and his strength had greatly increased, but he was still a long way from reaching the great perfection of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, let alone the extremely difficult Foundation Establishment perfection stage.

His Hou Tu Transformation Technique had about 50% better results than the Hou Tu Nourishing Qi Technique for cultivating spiritual grade spirit medicines. Originally, if the Hou Tu Nourishing Qi Technique was cultivated to the ninth level, it could increase the age of spiritual grade spirit medicines by about 240 years a year. Now, the first level of the Hou Tu Transformation Technique could increase the age by more than 300 years a year. The lower the grade, the stronger the effect, and the higher the grade, the weaker the effect.

Cultivating the fourth-grade Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Grass could increase its age by more than 320 years a year, and cultivating the fifth-grade Tiger Tail Grass could also increase its age by more than 300 years a year. After four years, the original 500-year-old Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Grass grew to 1,000 years, which was the limit, and its aura no longer changed. The Tiger Tail Grass was upgraded to 1,200 years, which was almost the limit.

There are no years in the mountains, and cultivation is a matter of a single thought. Over the years, many more beasts have appeared in Shenjian Peak. They do not feel the aura of powerful monsters or cultivators at all, so they breed here with peace of mind. The savage blood-stage monsters that had left did not dare to return.

On this day, Zhang Yuanjing left seclusion. He moved the large porcelain pots in which the Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Grass and the Tiger Tail Grass were planted outside the cave to let them bask in the sun.

The purple remnants of the root showed a glimmer of life, with signs of sprouting anew. The severed sections of Wu Dong grass roots had also sprouted tender buds, half an inch long.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, gazing down at Mengshan Town below.

It was precisely the third quarter of Si time, the warm sun hung high in the sky, and Mengshan Town was bathed in golden sunlight. Figures moved about, a vibrant and thriving scene.

A thought stirred within him, and he was suddenly struck with the idea of descending the mountain and entering the town.