Chapter 16 Feng Zhi Lou (Thanks to Fei Shi Li Mu, the game ends | Alliance Leader!)
[In the 128th year, you feel your body is full of vitality, like an evergreen spiritual tree that contains unimaginable vitality. Now, the only thing your state of mind lacks is the carving of time.]
[In the 256th year, you have gained some understanding in your heart, and the Evergreen Technique has reached a higher level]
[Eternal Green Secret. Yellow Rank Top Grade (Level 3)]
[In the 842nd year, the Changqing Jue began to stagnate. You seemed to have encountered some invisible bottlenecks. Your talent and understanding were dull. You decided to concentrate on cultivation and just move forward.]
[In the 1,300th year, a ray of green spiritual energy emerged from your body, and the Evergreen Technique once again made remarkable progress]
[Eternal Green Secret. Yellow Rank Top Grade (Fourth Level)]
[In the 2229th year, Changqing Jue once again fell into a state of stagnation. You began to indulge your mind and cultivate your nature, went fishing in the lake, ran fast in the mountains, shouted "Wang Lijuan, I love you" on the treetops, and merged with the mountains and the sea of forests]
[In the early morning of the 3300th year, you woke up from your shack in the mountains, looked at the stars, felt the vigorous vitality of the forest, and suddenly had an epiphany]
[Eternal Green Secret. Yellow Rank Top Grade (Fifth Level)]
"call……"
Ning Daoran took a deep breath from his practice. A powerful vitality was rising in his body. The emerald green spiritual power representing the Evergreen Art flowed quickly through his meridians and spread to his limbs and bones.
The mystery of the wood attribute technique is simply indescribable! He can feel that his life span is increasing, and there is still a lot of time for intensive practice, so he decided to push the level of the Changqing Jue technique to a higher level! [In the 4500th year, the Changqing Jue has been stagnant for more than a thousand years. You feel helpless about your talent and understanding, but you are unwilling to stop at this point in the longevity path, so you don’t think about it anymore, just concentrate on practicing]
[In the 6432nd year, the bottleneck of the Changqing Jue suddenly loosened, and you took advantage of the situation to go into seclusion, and made progress after half a year]
[Eternal Green Secret. Yellow Rank Top Grade (Sixth Level)]
[In the 8600th year, you are fishing in the courtyard like a withered old man. The fish in the water are wagging their tails and spitting bubbles, as if laughing at your stupidity. Why would someone like you want to get involved in such a difficult martial art as the Changqing Jue?]
[In the 10,300th year, the world is vast and you have seen countless passers-by. At this moment, only indifference and tranquility are left in your eyes. When you lift the fishing rod, it seems unimportant whether the fish is hooked or not]
[Eternal Green Secret. Yellow Rank Top Grade (Seventh Level)]
[Time remaining for intensive cultivation: 4,036 years]
…
“I’ll go…”
Ning Daoran took a deep breath and came out of his training state. Although he was sweating profusely from training, endless vitality was surging in his body.
The seventh level of the Changqing Jue consumes a total of about ten thousand years.
This is simply impossible for ordinary cultivators. Naturally, this is also the reason why no cultivator in the Chaos Sect who practices the Changqing Jue has ever reached the fourth level.
Since ancient times, the Art of Evergreen has been difficult to practice, and those who can practice it to the fourth level or above are all peerless geniuses who amaze an era.
Ning Daoran looked inward with his spiritual consciousness, observing his own body.
After reaching the seventh level of Changqing Jue, the meridians in the body seemed to be re-refined, glowing emerald green and becoming crystal clear. At this time, the body was like a big tree full of vigorous vitality, lush and green.
The pulse of his life span also became clearer, and Ning Daoran could clearly see how much life he had left: one hundred and forty-six years.
Sure enough, after practicing the Changqing Jue to a high level, it will increase your lifespan.
He counted with his fingers and found that he was twenty-four years old this year. According to the 100-year lifespan of a Qi Refining Stage in terms of his current lifespan, his lifespan as a Qi Refining Stage member should be one hundred and seventy years.
This means that the seventh level of the Evergreen Technique increases lifespan by 70% on the original basis!
Divine power! His lips curled up slightly. What immortal cultivators fear most is their life span. Every immortal cultivator has been racing against their life span since the moment they entered the sect.
The life span of the Qi Refining Period is only a hundred years, so one must try to successfully build the foundation before the age of sixty. Otherwise, after the age of sixty, one will suffer from deficiency of Qi and blood and will not be able to pass the Qi and blood barrier required for foundation building.
Even if one succeeds in building the foundation at the age of sixty, one must then form the golden elixir before the age of one hundred and forty. However, the average cultivator advances slowly and cannot outrun time at all.
Ning Daoran is now in the Qi Refining Stage and has a lifespan of more than 140 years. He can slowly plan on building his foundation and forming his elixir.
Moreover, with the acquisition of time for intensive practice, the Changqing Jue can be practiced to a higher level!
In a word, with the secret of evergreen, the road ahead is in sight! Ning Daoran suddenly felt in a good mood. He got up in the middle of the night and cooked two dishes for a midnight snack with Dabenlu.
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The next morning, Ning Daoran decided to go down the mountain.
A heavy bag of spiritual rice was taken out from the underground storage room. This was not ordinary spiritual rice, but second-level green bamboo spiritual rice.
He decided to go to Huanglongfang City again to open up some connections.
This time he did not wear casual clothes, but directly wore the light blue uniform of an outer disciple. He carried the Autumn Water Sword given by his junior sister on his back, and went down the mountain side by side with the big stupid deer.
In the morning, the market was still bustling with people coming and going.
Not only were all the major shops open for business, but even the stone steps leading to the Chaos Sect were filled with independent cultivators setting up stalls, with shouts ringing out one after another.
"First-level low-grade cold wind talisman and wind-traveling talisman, must-have items for immortals, sold at a low price!"
"This is a slightly worn out first-grade, low-grade spiritual weapon. It only costs eighty low-grade spiritual stones. If you are interested, please come and have a look!"
"First-class mid-grade spirit beast fur and demon blood. Daoists who need to make talismans should not miss it!"
Ning Daoran and Dabenlu walked along the way, looking at the fun everywhere. When their eyes fell on the small stalls, they were always reluctant to leave.
There are so many good things, but too few spirit stones in my pocket!
"Old Deer, come on, let's go there!"
Ning Daoran stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance, at the golden area of Huanglongfang City, where a building with carved beams and painted rafters stood.
Fengzhi Tower is the headquarters of Chaos Sect in Huanglongfang City.
It is said that in order to run the Huanglong Market, the Chaos Sect sent two foundation-building elders to sit in Fengzhi Tower.
As the name of this building suggests, no matter whether it is a power dispute among immortal cultivation families or a grudge between independent cultivators, once they arrive at the Huanglongfang Market, they must stop fighting and put down their weapons.
There are two great foundation-building masters sitting in Fengzhi Tower, one in the open and the other in secret.
The one who is now in the open lives in Fengzhi Tower. Ning Daoran has already found out that he is an outer sect elder named Huang Chengyan. He used to be a casual cultivator, but later joined the Chaos Sect.
Of course, being sent to guard the Huanglongfang City is not an easy job. Leaving the cave with the third-level spiritual vein, practicing will be ineffective. Only those foundation-building masters who are not valued in the sect will be sent here.
Being sent here while building the foundation, it is inevitable that there will be complaints. The top leaders of Chaos Sect understand this, so this kind of sitting is a rotation system, and they will not let two people guard the market all the time.
…
"Huh?"
Downstairs at Fengzhi Tower, a disciple guarding the gate saw Ning Daoran's attire and said with a smile, "Junior brother, is there something wrong?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"Um."
Ning Daoran bowed respectfully: "Brother, I would like to see Uncle Huang?"
"To see my master?"
The senior brother couldn't help but laugh and said, "Master is in charge of the market, busy with welcoming and seeing off guests, how can you just go and see him if you want to?"
"Don't misunderstand me, brother."
Ning Daoran smiled and patted the rice bag on the big stupid deer's back, saying, "I have some green bamboo rice that I grew myself. I want to give some to my uncle to try and get to know him. I have no other intentions."
"oh?"
The senior brother opened the rice bag and was immediately surprised: "Second-level spiritual rice?"
"Exactly."
"Okay, I'll report this to Master right away!"
Not long after, Ning Daoran brought the big stupid deer into Fengzhi Tower.
Looking at the hundred kilograms of second-level spiritual rice in front of him, an old man in the foundation-building clothes narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Ning Daoran, you are my nephew? I have heard of you. In just a few years, you have cultivated the Huayu Jue to the fourth level. You have made rapid progress in the spiritual planting. You are really a young man to be feared!"
"Uncle Master, you are overpraising me."
Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "My disciple is dull and has not made any achievements in cultivation, but I have some experience in growing spiritual rice. I am very ashamed to say this."
As he said this, he immediately got to the point: "I know it's not easy for Master Uncle to be in charge of the market, so I brought a hundred kilograms of green bamboo rice as a gift. I hope Master Uncle will not despise it."
"oh?"
Huang Chengyan narrowed his eyes and his heart moved slightly. Although he was a great cultivator in the foundation-building stage, it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted by the hundred kilograms of green bamboo spiritual rice.
After all, there are only a dozen people in the Chaos Sect who can grow Green Bamboo Spirit Rice, and the amount of Green Bamboo Spirit Rice paid to the sect every year is limited. There are also dozens of Chaos Sect's foundation-building bosses, as well as those true disciples and inner disciples who all have demand for it.
Therefore, the amount of Green Bamboo Spiritual Rice that Huang Chengyan could get was at most a few dozen kilograms per year. If he wanted more, he could only buy it with Spiritual Stones...
However, the green bamboo rice that can be obtained without spending spirit stones must taste more delicious.
"It's a kind gesture from my nephew, so naturally I, as his uncle, should accept it."
Huang Chengyan raised his hand and put the bag of spiritual rice weighing 100 kilograms into the storage bag. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Nephew, what do you want from me?"
They are all smart people, so they don't hide anything.
“Ahem…”
Ning Daoran scratched his head. "With my uncle in charge, Huanglong Market is very safe. But things are not peaceful outside the market. It is said that there were two or three murders and treasure-stealing incidents last month. I am a restless disciple and I often go to the market, so..."
“Hahahaha~~~”
Huang Chengyan smiled heartily, raised his hand and threw out a jade token, saying: "This is Fengzhi Tower's safe and sound token, you keep it, with this jade token, no one in Huanglongfang City dares to make a move on you."
"Thank you, uncle!"
…
In the bustling market town, Ning Daoran was walking with the big stupid deer.
The safe and sound sign was not hung on his body, but was held in his arms.
In fact, he had just gone to Fengzhi Tower and had been watched by the spies of all the major forces in the market, which was enough.
If the jade pendant is hung outside, it would seem superfluous, and Uncle Huang would be unhappy if he got the news.
Ning Daoran could still distinguish the twists and turns in his mind.
"Old Deer, let's go to Qingxiefang!"
He decided to go to Qingxiefang to buy some fish fry, and then he would turn the backyard into a fish pond and start raising spirit fish in a self-sufficient way, and earn some pocket money at the same time.
(End of this chapter)