Chapter 4 Minor Cloud Rain Technique

Two days later, at dawn, the flying boat entered the territory of the Golden Spirit Sect.

The newly recruited disciples walked out of their cabins and gathered on the deck, forming small circles.

The mountains are verdant, with pines and cypresses swaying in the wind, and the peaks shrouded in mist, appearing and disappearing in the clouds.

Streams flow through the mountains, like countless jade ribbons winding around the ridges, eventually converging in the valley to form a huge lake.

Ancient palaces stand quietly amidst the lush green mountains, their roofs covered with green tiles and their eaves upturned, exuding a mysterious charm.

Some ride cranes and fly gracefully, while others ride the wind and wield swords, soaring proudly through the clouds, transcending the mortal world.

Ji An gazed at the paradise on earth before him, his heart surging with emotion.

By joining the sect, he had already taken the first step in cultivating immortality, giving him a much higher starting point than independent cultivators.

In the original world, a hundred years of life passed in the blink of an eye, and in the end, one would turn into a handful of dust.

In this world, cultivating oneself and living for thousands of years is commonplace.

From the azure sea in the morning to the verdant mountains in the evening, from the blue sky to the white sun in the evening.

For cultivators, this is not a dream; they also want to experience the freedom of soaring through the heavens and reaching for the moon.

Zhang Yuanshan coughed lightly and said calmly:

"Gentlemen, as far as I know, after disembarking from the flying boat, everyone will be scattered and assigned to different halls, and there will be far fewer opportunities to meet in the future."

Cultivating immortality requires the right methods, companions, resources, and location. We all came from Qingsong Daoyuan and are fortunate enough to join the sect today, so we should help each other out.

"How about we agree to meet every six months to exchange information and support each other?"

Chu He immediately echoed:

“What Senior Brother Zhang said is absolutely right, that’s exactly right.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

A single thread cannot make a line, and a single tree cannot make a forest. Cultivating immortality is not something to be done behind closed doors; more communication is always beneficial.

We all come from the same place, so we naturally feel close to each other.

Ji An nodded in agreement, but inwardly he disagreed.

The current situation is like graduating from university in a previous life and going their separate ways. The promised reunion will gradually fail to happen for various reasons, and eventually, the group will split into smaller and smaller circles.

After traveling for about an hour, the flying boat slowly landed in an open space in front of a grand hall built on the mountainside.

Three Foundation Establishment cultivators emerged from the top-floor cabin and disembarked from the flying boat, followed by the other disciples who filed out in single file.

The white-haired cultivator cupped his hands in greeting to a round-faced cultivator who was walking towards him:

"Senior Brother Tian, ​​we have admitted 360 disciples this year. This is their roster."

As he spoke, he handed over a gray cloth bag.

This is a storage bag; its interior holds a hidden secret, used by cultivators to store their belongings.

The round-faced cultivator took the storage bag and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow disciples."

Then the round-faced cultivator's expression turned solemn as he addressed the assembled new disciples in a deep voice:

"I, Tian Qingbai, am honored to be the Deputy Head of the General Affairs Hall."

You shall wait here and not leave without permission.

One hour later.

At this moment, only two people remained on this open space.

Ji An glanced at his fellow sufferer, pondering their current predicament.

As if sensing his gaze, the man raised his head to meet his eyes, smiled kindly, and nodded in acknowledgment.

He's an easy person to get along with.

Ji An hoisted the bundle he had placed at his feet onto his shoulder, smiled, stepped forward, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Brother Ji An, I am your senior. Greetings."

The other party returned the greeting: "Junior brother, you're too kind. I am Liu Yu."

"Sigh, I don't know which mountain we'll be assigned to. I'm feeling uneasy."

"Just wait patiently, and you'll know in time."

Liu Yu spoke slowly and deliberately, his face calm and composed, as if he didn't care where he was going.

Ji An remained silent. The other party was wearing a magnificent Taoist robe, which was clearly mixed with spirit silkworm silk.

He couldn't understand how someone from such a wealthy family could end up in a similar situation to him.

Just now, senior brothers from various halls came one after another to pick people up. They had already been to good places such as the Weapon Refining Hall and the Beast Taming Hall.

He wouldn't believe the so-called random assignment.

The best spots will always be taken, and what's left will inevitably be the less desirable ones.

Just then, a chubby boy ran out from the General Affairs Hall, greeting everyone with a big smile:

"Could it be Junior Brothers Liu Yu and Ji An?"

The two bowed in unison: "Greetings, Senior Brother."

“I’m sorry I was delayed, junior brother! My name is Wei Songnian.”

"My two junior brothers have been assigned to cultivate spirit grains at Azure Lake. Here are your jade tokens."

As he spoke, he opened his hand and handed over two white jade tablets.

Ji An and the other man picked up their respective jade tokens and bowed in gratitude once more.

Wei Songnian recognized the person and then took out two jade slips from the storage bag at his waist:

"This is the cultivation method for outer disciples of the sect; disciples of different halls receive different methods."

What you two obtained are the Pure Source Scripture, the Lesser Cloud and Rain Technique, and the Thick Earth Formula.

The Qingyuan Scripture is a cultivation method used to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve one's cultivation level. It can support your cultivation until you reach the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

The Lesser Cloud Rain Technique and the Thick Earth Technique are Five Elements spells, essential planting spells for Spirit Farmers. However, they only cover the first two levels and can support you until you cultivate the third level of spells.

The jade slip also contains various rules and regulations of our sect; you can study them at your leisure when you return.”

Magic is divided into five levels, corresponding to the five stages of beginner, proficiency, minor success, major success, and perfection.

Ji An silently accepted the jade slip, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

Being assigned to be a spirit farmer was bad enough, but none of the spells I received were offensive spells.

He cupped his hands and said:

"Senior brother, where should we go if we want to learn new cultivation techniques or spells in the future?"

Wei Songnian waved his hand and said familiarly:

"We're all fellow disciples, no need to be so formal."

All the questions my junior brother asked are answered on the jade slip.

He pointed to the sky and said:

"I will escort my two junior brothers to your residence. It would be best if they arrived before sunset."

As he spoke, he took out three straw-yellow origami paper pieces that looked like origami cranes from his storage bag.

The origami is about the size of a palm and is decorated with blue talismans.

"A wild goose made of talisman paper can fly when infused with spiritual power."

Liu Yu waved his hand and said gently:

"Thank you, senior brother. I have a talisman bird for transportation."

He took out a red and white origami from his pocket, and after channeling his spiritual power into it, it quickly grew larger.

It is a crane, much larger than a real crane, and looks lifelike.

"What a fine talisman bird," Wei Songnian praised, glancing at Ji An.

"A wealthy family indeed," Ji An thought with envy, but smiled calmly.

"I need my senior brother's help. I have just entered the Qi Refining stage and have not yet refined my magic power."

"Haha, Junior Brother is a lucky person. He only opened his immortal meridians in the last few days."

Wei Songnian remained enthusiastic, channeling spiritual energy into the two paper geese and explaining the method of control, which Ji An noted down one by one.

The three of them straddled the platform and flew eastward in a triangular formation.

The flight speed wasn't fast, but Ji An was even more excited than when he was sitting in the airship, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar.

Wei Songnian turned around, recalling the excitement he felt when he first rode the Talisman Bird, and smiled kindly.

As the sun sets, the vast expanse of blue water is dyed orange-red.

Wei Songnian pointed to the valley beside the lake and said loudly:

"We'll be there soon. That's your base—the Lingtian in Biyue Lake, numbered Guiwei."

(End of this chapter)