Chapter 11 The world of cultivating immortals is dangerous (Thanks to the leader of Hanye Alliance and Scholar Qin Yun!)
“Ouch~~~”
The stupid Lupidianpidian went to cook, not for anything else, but because only senior brother Lin Sheng in the entire sect would call him Junior Brother Lu.
The sound of Junior Brother Deer can make the big stupid deer happy for half a year. It still needs a sense of belonging.
"Congratulations, senior brother, on the upcoming success of the True Yang Furnace Technique!"
Ning Daoran was picking up vegetables while inquiring about the secrets of the upper echelons of the cultivation world: "By the way, I only know the four realms of entry, small success, great success, and perfection in terms of the mastery of this technique. Are there any realms beyond that? ”
"Junior brother, you have asked the right person now."
Lin Sheng drank a glass and said with a smile: "I had just succeeded in becoming a master, and the master had mentioned this when he was bragging to a group of us disciples after drinking too much.
Generally speaking, the only mastery of skills is the one you mentioned, but the barrier to perfection in front of a genius can be broken through. There are two realms beyond perfection! ”
He was afraid of holding out his wine glass.
Ning Daoran picked up the wine bottle and filled it up, raising his sword eyebrows: "Senior brother, you can say it."
Lin Sheng laughed: "The first realm above perfection is called the realm of transformation. Those who can practice a skill to the realm of transformation are already considered to be the best among men.
However, there is another realm above the realm of transformation, which is called returning to nature!
In the original words of the master, the perfection of the skills is the limit of the creator of the skills, and the state of transformation is the state where one is better than the other and can make further progress!
As for returning to one's original nature, this is a mystery. Master said that anyone who can practice the art to the point of returning to one's original nature is a peerless genius in the world of immortality, because returning to one's original nature represents the true limit of this art, the ultimate in the unity of nature and man. ”
"Awesome..."
Ning Daoran admired sincerely. It seemed that his guess was correct. There is another realm below the body tempering art realm, which is to return to nature!
The realm of transformation has already reached this point. Wouldn't it be invincible to return to one's original nature?
As long as I can survive and quietly farm in the mountains for a few years, I can easily practice the Body Tempering Technique to the point where I can return to my original nature and become the first person in the history of cultivating the Body Tempering Technique!
When he thought of this, he couldn't help laughing.
……
Lin Sheng was a rough guy and didn't pay so much attention. He lowered his voice and said: "Junior brother, take this spirit-accumulating pill and try to retreat for a month. If you break through the bottleneck and enter the middle stage of Qi refining, I will protect you from entering the inner gate!"
"Ahem, let's talk again... I have little confidence in my qualifications, and I have to perform various dangerous tasks to enter the inner gate. I'm worried about myself..."
"Hmph!"
Lin Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Junior brother Ning, you are wrong. How can we monks be so hesitant on the path to immortality?
You need to know that heaven has never shown any mercy to mortals like us. Immortal cultivators since ancient times have always gone against heaven. Only by going against the trend can there be a glimmer of hope. If you follow the trend, you are destined to be a mortal for life! ”
He seemed a little disappointed: "Brother, I won't say these words to you again, so as not to hurt the harmony between brothers."
"I understand."
Ning Daoran nodded: "Senior brother is doing it for my own good. I understand all this, but everyone's path is different. I hope senior brother can understand."
Lin Sheng felt a little embarrassed and felt lost. After drinking a few more drinks, he left.
……
One early morning.
On the balcony on the second floor of No. 77 Courtyard, Ning Daoran drank a cup of tea and felt very refreshed.
The big stupid deer sitting on the side also sat in the chair, took a sip of tea, and let out a light voice to express that the tea was a bit unpleasant to drink.
Ning Daoran had a new idea and decided to practice the Rain Transformation Jue.
It has been two and a half years since I joined the sect. On the surface, I have not been too "brave and diligent" in practicing from the first level of Qi Refining to the third level of Qi Refining. This kind of cultivation speed is quite common among the outer disciples.
As for the spiritual rice that he had been growing for two and a half years, he was extremely talented in spiritual cultivation. It was quite reasonable to accidentally practice the Rain Transformation Technique to the fourth level.
Therefore, after spending more than three hundred years of intensive cultivation, he easily cultivated the Rain Transformation Technique to the fourth level.
The fourth-level Rain Transformation Technique can be used to plant second-level green bamboo rice. This is his real purpose.
Spring is at this time and the flowers are blooming. The spiritual rice planted last year can be harvested. This year's green bamboo spiritual rice can be planted just right, but the prerequisite is to register in the contribution hall and receive the green bamboo spiritual rice seeds.
"Old deer, let's go out!"
One person and one deer headed to the main peak. On the way, they kept saying hello to the senior brothers and sisters coming and going, which made them very popular.
Main hall.
"Qibi Peak, No. 77 Lingtian, Ning Daoran..."
An old man with a white beard who was a deacon of the outer sect frowned and looked over in disbelief: "You said that you have practiced the Rain Transformation Art to the fourth level and can plant second-level green bamboo rice?"
"Exactly."
"Let me see the demonstration."
"Yes, Uncle Master!"
Ning Daoran raised his hand gently, and suddenly a wisp of blue water clouds flowed between his fingers, which was extremely warm and delicate.
“Sure enough, it’s the fourth level of Rain Transformation Technique!”
The old deacon was pleasantly surprised: "Little guy, how did you practice the Rain Transformation Technique to the fourth level in more than two years?"
"I don't know either."
Ning Daoran scratched his head in confusion and said: "I only care about Lingtian's affairs every day. Unknowingly, I became more and more skilled in using the Rain Transformation Technique, and I rose to the fourth level."
"It seems that you are indeed talented in spiritual planting. Okay, how many green bamboo spiritual rice seeds do you want to apply for?"
"Twenty pounds?"
"Yes!"
With a stroke of his pen from the outer deacon, Ning Daoran returned to Qibi Peak carrying twenty kilograms of seeds.
……
Soon after, the outer gate hall.
"Ning Daoran...the fourth level of the Rain Transformation Technique..."
An outer sect elder grinned and said: "It seems that our outer sect has found a treasure. There is no doubt that this is a genius with the talent of spiritual cultivation. Elder Xu, you were wrong at first."< br>
The elder named Xu Ning couldn't help but sneer: "A mere spiritual transplant, even if he is talented in this way, what's the use? He is not a stepping stone for others."
Many elders chuckled and didn't say much. The main peak of Chaos Sect, Zixiao Peak.
In front of the sect leader's cave.
A woman wearing a white elegant dress walked out of the cave. She was born with a graceful appearance. Not only was she beautiful, but her peaks were plump and undulating, and her legs were smooth and slender. She was Jiang Yu, the leader of the Chaos Sect, and now the only one in the sect. Golden elixir period.
Compared with his seniority, Jiang Yu was actually the junior of the three inner sect elders, but on the day he completed the golden elixir, he was appointed as the new sect leader by the previous sect leader, and he has been in charge of Zixiao Peak ever since.
"Sect Master."
The elder of the outer sect handed over the book and said: "The outer sect Lingtian Division has another spiritual planter who can plant second-level spiritual rice on the fourth level of Huayu Jue."
"Oh?"
Jiang Yu said calmly: "Uncle Huang, although the Lingtian Division of our Chaos Sect is not too big, there are at least two hands who can grow second-level spiritual rice. What's so surprising?"
"Reporting to the sect master, this son has just entered the sect for two years and is only twenty-two years old."
"That's it."
Jiang Yu glanced at the book: "Ning Daoran, outer disciple, ninth grade miscellaneous spiritual root, third level of Qi refining..."
She suddenly lost interest and said: "Since he is talented in spiritual cultivation, the outer sect should provide him with more conveniences so that he can make the best use of his talents. If he needs anything in his cultivation, he can also be given a little convenience. The Chaos Sect will not treat him unfairly. A talented disciple, even a talent for farming.”
"Yes, Sect Master!"
……
No. 77 Spirit Field.
Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were already having sex in full swing.
After harvesting all the three acres of spiritual rice outside, burning all the rice and plowing the ground to loosen the soil, they began to cultivate the green bamboo spiritual rice seedlings. These seedlings are extremely rare, fragile and tender, so they must be constantly cared for with the Rain Transformation Technique.
Fortunately, Ning Daoran is now really accomplished in spiritual planting skills, and every procedure is done meticulously.
Of course, the state of the Holy Spirit of plants and trees is turned off when planting, and spiritual rice blessed by the Holy Spirit of plants and trees cannot be planted in the outside spiritual land.
One year, I forgot to turn off the plants and trees, so I had to pull them all out in the middle of the night.
It’s nothing, just be careful.
A few days later.
Several other spiritual fields are also green. Everyone has harvested a season of spiritual rice and planted new seedlings.
On the ridge of the field, Lu Laowu sighed to himself.
"Mr. Lu is worried?"
Ning Daoran passed by with Big Stupid Deer.
"It's nothing to worry about."
Mr. Lu smiled and said: "Even though we are getting older, there are no signs of breakthrough in cultivation. Pindao is thinking that instead of exhausting his lifespan and sitting down, it is better to give it a final try. Maybe he can also enter the middle stage of Qi refining. In this life You can also see the scenery in the mid-term.”
Ning Daoran was speechless. What scenery is there in the middle stage of Qi refining? It's just like that.
"Fellow Daoist Lu also has this intention?"
Xin Yan's voice came as he was putting down his trousers and said: "I've been feeling anxious lately, and I still lack a suitable magic weapon to improve my cultivation.
I heard that the restrictions on Nansong Secret Realm have recently been loosened. Many casual cultivators in the early stage of Qi Refining plan to go together to explore. Fellow Daoist Lu, would you like to join us? ”
"This is exactly what I mean!"
Mr. Lu groaned and looked at Ning Daoran: "Fellow Daoist Ning is extremely talented and has been stuck at the third level of Qi Refining for more than a year. Do you want to go together?"
"I won't go. I wish the two Taoists good luck." Ning Daoran refused calmly.
Exploring secret realms is something that should never be done unless absolutely necessary.
Two months later.
Xin Yan and Mr. Lu left Qibi Peak together and went to the outside world to seek opportunities.
It suddenly became a little deserted, but fortunately there were still Ning Daoran and Dabenlu playing around every day, so Qibi Peak was still lively.
……
Half a month later.
News came from the outer gate that Mr. Lu was killed when he went out to experience and never came back.
The person who passed the news to the outer gate was Xin Yan. When Mr. Lu broke into the secret realm, he accidentally fell into a poisonous miasma and died in it. Even the body could not be brought out.
Old banyan tree, under the big stone slab.
Zhao Lichen left after bringing the news to Ning Daoran and others.
Granny Yuncui's face was blank. This was the fate of casual cultivators, and there was nothing to complain about.
Zhong Yan pursed her red lips, secretly glad that her Taoist companion Xin Yan was fine.
Not long after, Xin Yan returned.
"Friend Daoist Ning!"
Xin Yan squeezed out a wry smile and said: "Mr. Lu... will never come back."
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran was calm: "It's a pity, Old Man Lu is pretty good..."
"Yeah..."
Xin Yan chatted for a few words, then took his wife's hand and left.
However, the moment he hugged his wife, he inadvertently revealed the handle of a purple short knife attached to the waist of his gown.
"..."
Ning Daoran fell into silence.
This world of cultivating immortals is indeed dangerous!
Tomorrow I’ll start my new book list. I’m a little excited. I’m asking for votes. Thank you fellow Taoists for your support!
(End of chapter)