"I'm a recently retired Supreme Daoist Master, this is so disrespectful!"
Outside the gates of the Supreme Dao Sect, Feng Bingwen looked down at the rapidly receding Flowing Cloud Island and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
He then turned around and looked back, only to see a lingering crimson cloud hovering between the pavilions, and a refreshing fragrance of cinnabar permeating the air of the ship.
I'm so envious!
Looking at the ship speeding across the sea and sky below, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Even the true disciples of the Supreme Dao could receive a flying artifact for transportation.
He received a cloud dragon carriage, which looked quite impressive, but in reality it wasn't very useful. In contrast, the magical artifact that Senior Sister Luo had was a dragon-shaped ship about a hundred feet long.
From the outside, the ship appears magnificent with its towering buildings and pavilions stacked like mountains, but once inside, one discovers the boundless wonders and wonders within.
Pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, and flower gardens—everything is there, everything imaginable. There are alchemy rooms, forging rooms, cultivation halls, library pavilions, and even medicinal fields. It has everything, encompassing everything. The interior is laid with a mustard seed Sumeru magic array, and the internal space is far larger than it appears from the outside.
This is more than enough to serve as a means of transportation for Senior Sister Luo, a single cultivator. It could even accommodate hundreds of cultivators from a small sect without any problem. It's incredibly generous.
This is precisely why Feng Bingwen, a mortal immortal, couldn't help but feel a bit jealous; this was the best cultivation treatment he had ever seen.
Of course, what truly moved Feng Bingwen was not this point, but himself. The one standing on this dragon boat was not his Dharma incarnation, but his true self who should have been sitting in the blessed land of Sumeru to attain enlightenment.
The two positions have been switched. His avatar is currently cultivating and comprehending the Dao in the blessed land, while his true self has been brought out by a senior elder of the mountain sect to act as a protector for Senior Sister Luo, who is concentrating on refining pills to pass the time.
Of course, all of this was not voluntary, but forced. The big boss who forcibly switched his avatar and his original self did not ask for his opinion at all, and Feng Bingwen was too embarrassed to tell his master.
Feng Bingwen mainly felt that even if he found his own master, it wouldn't be of much use. Since that was the case, he might as well stay put.
Moreover, his true form being forced to perform the mission of protecting the Dao is not without its benefits. For example, a new spiritual artifact has been added to his dantian!
Imperial Void Cauldron!
A celestial artifact that can easily shatter the void and travel freely through spatial rifts. According to its self-introduction, as long as the user can give the exact location, it can send him to the designated location in the next moment, and no one can stop him.
There's a bit of boasting in these words, but given the quality of the magical artifact itself, there shouldn't be much exaggeration. If you really examine it, it's not hard to tell that this is a top-tier magical artifact used for escaping.
The purpose of handing over such a magical artifact to him is self-evident: regardless of any problems, ensuring the safety of Senior Sister Luo Lingxiao is the top priority.
Compared to this, it's no wonder that Feng Bingwen felt a pang of jealousy. When he left the mountain sect with the title of Supreme Daoist, he only had a spiritual artifact to serve as a protector, and that was only because he was going to the demon realm.
Now, this Senior Sister Luo just had a sudden whim and wanted to find herself a disciple. Not only did she send her a magical artifact, but she also made him, the retired Supreme Daoist, obey her every command and become her protector, although it wasn't the first time he had done so.
If you include him and the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel he possesses, that's two spiritual artifacts and a human immortal. The lineup can be described as quite luxurious, at least that's what Feng Bingwen himself thinks.
"Junior brother!"
Just as Feng Bingwen's mind was wandering and his thoughts were in turmoil, a soft call came from the ship, along with an unusually rich fragrance of elixir!
Gudu!
Feng Bingwen swallowed hard, then followed the call and stepped into the mustard seed space inside the ship. There he saw a female cultivator holding a jade bottle, frowning, standing in front of a huge Bagua alchemy furnace.
"Senior Sister, how's your batch of pills coming along?"
A slightly fawning smile appeared on Feng Bingwen's face, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the jade bottle in Luo Lingxiao's hand.
"Could it be that we failed?"
"How could I possibly fail at alchemy? It's just that the quality of this Immortal Spirit Pill didn't meet my expectations. The aroma is too strong; you could smell it even from outside!"
Luo Lingxiao's expression was very dissatisfied. The room was filled with the fragrance of pills, which meant that her pills had not properly controlled their medicinal power and had certain flaws. Although such flaws were tolerable and harmless in the eyes of ordinary alchemists, they were unacceptable to her.
What she wanted to refine was a flawless elixir of immortality. During the refining process, a faint medicinal fragrance could permeate the air, but once successfully refined, it would have no smell at all, and one could not smell it even if it were placed right in front of one's nose.
"I have smelled some, but with your talent in alchemy, Senior Sister, you should be able to meet the requirements you set for yourself soon. There's no need to be so discouraged!"
Even though Feng Bingwen didn't cultivate alchemy, he knew that the goal his senior sister had set for him was too outrageous. With only a mere Yuan Dan cultivation level, she was already able to consistently refine immortal pills, and she was still not satisfied.
He now understood why the elders of the sect favored this senior sister so much, allowing her free access to the cave and even establishing a medicinal garden within it. They even arranged for him, the former Daoist disciple, to protect her whenever she felt like going out for a stroll.
Not to mention the immortals in the sect, even Feng Bingwen, who had tasted the sweetness a few times, looked at this Senior Sister Luo differently. The little bit of resentment he had been forcibly dragged out by the elder had long since dissipated.
"You don't understand the Dao of Alchemy!"
Luo Lingxiao glanced at Feng Bingwen, not taking his mostly comforting words to heart, and as she spoke, she gently tossed the jade bottle in her hand.
Snap!
Feng Bingwen reached out and took the medicine bottle, uncorked it, and poured out a pure white pill with cloud-like patterns. The rich and fragrant aroma of the pill filled the air, and wisps of its energy even transformed into a small auspicious cloud above the pill. Its appearance was truly extraordinary!
Glug!
Without blinking, Feng Bingwen raised his hand and slapped the elixir into his mouth. He chewed it a couple of times like a candy, then swallowed it whole. The powerful medicinal force exploded in his stomach, and the young Taoist's face flushed slightly for a moment before returning to normal.
"how?"
Although he wasn't entirely satisfied with the batch of elixirs he had refined, as an alchemist, Luo Lingxiao was still very concerned about the effects of the pills he produced.
"Compared to the last batch of Immortal Spirit Pills I refined, this batch will save me several more months of arduous cultivation!"
Feng Bingwen frowned, pondered for a moment, and then gave his reply.
"It's only been a few months!"
Upon hearing the feedback from this junior brother, or rather, junior nephew, who had entered the sect later but whose cultivation had already caught up with and surpassed hers, Luo Lingxiao's expression became even more displeased.
"That's enough!"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but say that although the alchemist didn't seem very satisfied, he was very satisfied.
The name "Immortal Elixir" is unremarkable, simply indicating the elixir's grade. Its effect is also simple: to enhance an immortal's magical power, making it more abundant.
For a newly ascended immortal like Feng Bingwen, such pills are as plentiful as he can consume; he never thinks he has too many.
The Cave Profound Realm, which can be revered as a human immortal, places the greatest emphasis on the accumulation of foundation, which includes both the accumulation of magical power and the comprehension of the Dao.
The next realm is the Earth Immortal realm, where one establishes a blessed land, truly establishes oneself on the path of immortality, and begins to make initial contact with the Dao Fruit of Longevity.
While talent is the most important factor in gaining insights, there are few shortcuts to accumulating magical power. The vast majority of immortals gradually accumulate it through daily and yearly cultivation.
Only a very few people with great fortune, such as immortals like Feng Bingwen, can accelerate this process through a limited number of extremely rare elixirs.
At first, the author was a little resentful because the original character of Luo Lingxiao was moved out of the story, but he quickly changed his mind and liked it.
Because this senior sister got excited, she started refining elixirs. When the elixirs she produced had slight flaws, she threw them to him as if they were worthless.
A single elixir can save him eight to ten years of arduous cultivation—this refers to the magical power he can accumulate by sitting in meditation honestly in a normal spiritual environment without consuming any spiritual objects.
It may seem like not many, after all, immortals often live for hundreds or thousands of years, and only a very few immortals have the foundation to create blessed lands.
If Feng Bingwen wanted to catch up with these immortals, he would need to consume at least a hundred or eighty pills, assuming the potency of the Immortal Elixir did not decrease. However, it is impossible to consume a hundred or eighty pills of the same type, as the potency would inevitably decrease gradually.
Of course, there aren't many immortals in this world who can develop drug resistance from consuming elixirs. After all, elixirs are rare and hard to come by. So far, Feng Bingwen has only consumed three elixirs, saving him nearly half a century of arduous cultivation.
However, even if Senior Sister Luo Lingxiao didn't care about the loss of spiritual materials in refining immortal pills, and no matter how generous she was, it was impossible for her to refine a hundred or eighty immortal pills for him; that was unrealistic.
"How much longer until we reach Kyushu? I'm exhausted!"
Luo Lingxiao didn't want to discuss matters of alchemy with an outsider; it was pointless. Her sudden urge to take on a disciple was largely driven by a desire to cultivate a like-minded person for herself.
Cultivation is extremely taboo to work in isolation, and the same applies to alchemy. She has come into contact with alchemists from other immortal sects, but if I may be so blunt, how dare those guys call themselves alchemists?
"At the current speed, we'll be able to see Donghua Continent when the sun rises tomorrow!"
Feng Bingwen replied, "To be honest, both the immortal artifact and the dragon boat beneath my feet are under my control. As for Senior Sister Luo, she doesn't care about these things at all; most of her thoughts are focused on alchemy."
"tomorrow!"
Luo Lingxiao frowned. Although there was still some time, it seemed like there wouldn't be enough to refine immortal pills. However, it would be more than enough to refine a few batches of spirit pills.
"Huh!?"
Feng Bingwen raised an eyebrow and suddenly sensed something was amiss in the vast ocean below. He flashed and appeared on the deck of the dragon boat.
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