Chapter 269 Pu Yunshan
At the end of the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), Xia Yulian woke up from her sleep and let out a long yawn.
Since her martial aunt left Crimson Flame Peak, she no longer needed to get up early to prepare breakfast. In addition, she had already reached the Qi Refining Perfection level and no longer needed to worry about improving her cultivation, so she became lax.
Not only her, but Li Cheng also became lax, going through the motions during his daily patrols of the mountains and forests before heading off to work in the spirit fields outside Crimson Flame Peak.
Huang Xuan had mentioned it several times, but the other party remained unchanged.
Xia Yulian stepped out of the stone house, ready to stretch lazily, but was stunned by the scene outside.
The mountains are often shrouded in fog in the morning, and the fog is even thicker in the area where there is a deep pool in Chiyan Peak.
Normally, at this time of day, visibility is only about ten feet.
But now, the fog has completely dissipated.
In the past, the fog would dissipate early only when my uncle was cultivating.
When Foundation Establishment cultivators cultivate, they inhale and exhale large amounts of spiritual energy, and the mist will be absorbed into their bodies along with the spiritual energy.
'My martial uncle is back?!'
Xia Yulian's face lit up with joy, and she hurriedly ran towards the orchard, her light blue skirt fluttering in the wind.
As is customary, my uncle would stay in the orchard of fire-elemental spiritual plants during his morning cultivation.
Soon, she saw a familiar figure sitting cross-legged near the dragon blood tree.
Emerald, yellow, black, and orange-red lights flickered continuously, like a dream.
A genuine smile appeared on her lips. She bowed gracefully and left happily.
She had once considered the possibility that her martial uncle might have died in battle at Mingfeng Mountain.
If the opponent dies in battle, the only benefit she can gain is that her spirit stone debt will be forgiven; otherwise, she will receive nothing.
My uncle has no children or relatives, and everything he left behind will be taken back by the sect.
Conversely, if her martial aunt returns safely, she can maintain a connection with a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the help she can receive will only be greater.
What should I prepare for lunch today? Hmm, let's go to Luoyan Mountain and see if there's any fresh Foundation Establishment stage demon beast meat!
Xia Yulian took out the talisman bird and infused it with magic power. The exquisite crane-shaped talisman bird grew larger as it faced the wind.
Since her martial uncle left the mountain, she had never gone to Luoyan Mountain to buy anything. Today she was going to see if there were any new types of monster meat for sale.
The sunlight gradually intensified, and the golden fire of the sun, guided by the cultivation technique, entered Ji An's body along with the spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy flowed through the immortal veins, and the ten Dao seeds flickered in and out one after another.
As spiritual energy enters the body and various spiritual mechanisms are processed by the Dao seed, they begin to nourish the internal organs.
The Jia wood element symbolizes budding and flourishing, while the Yi wood element symbolizes concealment and the plundering of life force.
After being processed by the Dao Seed, the emerald green wood elemental energy became even more lustrous. Part of it was refined into magical power along with the spiritual energy, while the other part was integrated into the liver.
Patterns resembling leaf veins appeared on the surface of the liver, covering approximately 80% of its area.
At first, the veins of the leaves were emerald green with a faint shimmer, and the intention to sprout was palpable.
Gradually, the emerald green turned into dark green, and its luster became brighter, showing its vibrant vitality.
As time went by, the dark green gradually turned yellowish-brown, its vitality began to wane and lie dormant, the luster of the patterns grew increasingly dim, and finally disappeared completely.
The light of the sun's Bing fire and the Ding fire in the fire-elemental spiritual plant combine and merge into the heart.
A pale golden flame pattern appeared on the surface of the heart, and it beat more powerfully.
Suddenly, my heart jolted and made a short, sharp sound.
Like the first thunder of spring, the withered yellow patterns on the surface of the liver revealed wisps of green.
The dark, lustrous essence of Gui water gushed forth from the Yongquan acupoint, nourishing both kidneys.
As the cloud-like patterns on the surface of the kidneys lit up, the green color on the surface of the liver gradually intensified.
The spleen, with its veins resembling a sea of sand, has a warm and lustrous sheen, while the liver's surface has an even more vibrant sheen due to its patterns.
At the same time, the lungs turned a bright white, the light was faint, but the energy was strong.
The heart is fire, the liver is wood, the spleen is earth, the lungs are metal, and the kidneys are water; the five colors of light sometimes shine and sometimes dim.
Ji An remained unmoved, maintaining the operation of the Green Wood Everlasting Spring Technique.
After several cycles, the spiritual energy within the body was refined into emerald green magical power containing a budding and vigorous aura.
His speed of refining spiritual energy was half a percent faster than before he went to Mingfeng Mountain.
The magical power flowed into the dantian, and the stone turtle immediately devoured 30% of it, not a bit more or less.
Its armor shimmered with a bluish light, with the Zhen and Xun positions being particularly bright.
At this moment, Ji An felt as if his body was being burned in a furnace, and his internal organs were being tempered and refined.
Strands of dark red residue were expelled from the pores; these were erysipelas and waste blood accumulated in the body.
It was noon, the time of day when the sun's power was at its most intense.
As more of the Sun's Fire was absorbed by the Green Wood Everlasting Spring Technique, Ji An began to feel the burning sensation in his immortal meridians intensify, his internal organs felt like they were on fire, and the pleasure brought by cultivation was becoming less and less.
He finished his cultivation, let out a long sigh, and thought to himself:
'It really feels better to cultivate on Crimson Flame Peak!'
Although Mingfeng Mountain is a second-tier high-grade spiritual vein, it is not easy to find even a single green plant in the Immortal City. The cultivation technique can only absorb earth element spiritual energy, and very little wood and water element spiritual energy.
The improvement gained during cultivation was much less than that at Crimson Flame Peak.
Ji An stood up, took out a golden sword that could transmit speed, activated it, reported his safety to his master, and then went to the stone house in the cold pool.
Huang Xuan and his two disciples were already waiting at the table, and they all cupped their hands in greeting:
"Welcome back to Crimson Flame Peak, Martial Uncle!"
The news of their retreat from Mingfeng Mountain had spread throughout the entire sect. They were very grateful that the master of Chiyan Peak had returned safely; otherwise, they would have had to accept new arrangements from the sect.
Ji An glanced at the dishes and a set of chopsticks on the table, his expression turning serious:
"I said that I would have a big drinking session with all of you after I returned, but it seems you all ignored my words?"
He originally thought he would stay at Mingfeng Mountain for a long time and might miss a few people breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, but the current situation is much better than expected.
It would be even more perfect if I weren't afflicted by the Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Curse.
"Haha, please forgive me, Uncle-Master."
The three disciples immediately beamed with joy, as the sense of alienation brought about by the separation vanished.
Xia Yulian said:
"I'll go get the bowls and chopsticks."
"I'm going to the warehouse to get some drinks," Li Cheng said as he jogged away.
Huang Xuan scratched his head sheepishly, "Everyone has work to do, what should I do?"
Ji An smiled, sat on the stone bench, and pointed to the bench next to her:
"Sit down, don't be shy."
The four drank merrily, and Ji An briefly recounted the battle at Mingfeng Mountain.
The Qi Refining stage disciple sensed a chilling killing intent emanating from his calm tone.
The vast majority of independent cultivators perished in Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City, and the casualties among sect disciples were equally staggering.
The three disciples recounted the situation at Crimson Flame Peak over the past six months, as well as the various new orders implemented by the sect.
Before we knew it, the sky had darkened.
Night fell, dark clouds obscured the moon, and a cold wind howled.
Puyun Mountain is the ancestral home of the Chen family.
Chen Daochang, the patriarch of the Chen clan, sat on an ebony armchair, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
The family cultivators who had settled in Mingfeng Mountain returned to their families today. The huge casualties made his heart bleed.
Originally, there were 136 family cultivators in the Immortal City, but only 24 of them returned to their homeland, along with 112 urns containing ashes.
Among those who died, there were three Foundation Establishment cultivators, leaving only three Foundation Establishment cultivators in the entire family.
After a long silence, Chen Daochang slowly spoke:
"Xingzhou, among the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Dao generation, only your fourth uncle and I remain, and we are both very old."
You are the only one left in the Xing generation to reach the Foundation Establishment stage; the future of the family rests on your shoulders.
From this day forward, set aside all worldly affairs and devote yourself entirely to spiritual cultivation.
He is now 160 years old and has reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment. The bottleneck of the late stage of Foundation Establishment has been hindering him for more than 20 years, and now he has given up the idea of advancing further.
Another Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Dao generation, who lived to be 170 years old, was injured in his youth and is now barely clinging to life with little time left.
Chen Xingzhou's originally sorrowful face showed a hint of joy. He immediately lowered his head and said in a deep voice:
“Ancestor, the family’s mundane affairs cannot be left unattended. I am willing to continue managing these affairs and share the burden for the family.”
Managing mundane affairs is a waste of time; only those clansmen with lofty aspirations have the privilege of focusing solely on cultivation.
Judging from the clan leader's tone, he's being groomed to be the next clan leader!
The most likely candidate for the position of clan leader was his elder brother Chen Xingxuan, but unfortunately, he had already perished at Mingfeng Mountain.
Another strong candidate is Chen Xingyun. Although he is a disciple of the sect, he is not the most core disciple. If the family faces a crisis, he can return to the family after paying the price.
However, Chen Xingyun also died in battle at Mingfeng Mountain, and now only Chen Xingzhou can shoulder the heavy responsibility of the family.
Chen Daochang waved his hand and sighed:
"Starting tomorrow, I will take over the family's mundane affairs. Your only task now is to do your best to cultivate and improve your cultivation level."
Xingzhou, you are only in your nineties now, but you have already reached the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. Your family will prepare a Purple Heart Breakthrough Pill for you.
If you can break through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment before my time comes, you can protect the family business.
Although the Golden Spirit Sect promised us compensation, whether we can actually receive what they promised is uncertain if our family declines.
At the beginning of the establishment of Mingfeng Mountain Immortal City, the three sects reached an agreement with the families in their respective spheres of influence.
If a Foundation Establishment cultivator perishes in a family after the demonic calamity breaks out, the sect will provide Foundation Establishment Pills as compensation and do its best to ensure the continuation of each family's lineage.
Given the past reputation of the three clans, this promise was trustworthy. Therefore, the various families were half coerced and half lured, and they all sent a large number of their clansmen to settle in Mingfeng Mountain.
Chen Xingzhou remained silent for a moment, then knelt down on the ground:
"Thank you for your guidance, Clan Chief. Xingzhou will do his utmost to live up to your trust and the expectations of our clan! One day, we will surely reclaim what the Golden Spirit Sect promised us."
Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out outside the cave.
"With your bunch of worthless trash, what can the Golden Spirit Sect do even if they try to renege on their debt?"
"who?"
Chen Daochang exclaimed in surprise that the protective array of the cave was activated.
At this time, the Qi flows in one direction only. They can sense the movements outside the cave, but those outside the cave should not be able to hear their conversations.
What happened next shocked him: the magical restrictions on the cave were broken in an instant by an unknown force, and a powerful spiritual pressure enveloped it.
Chen Daochang and Chen Xingzhou trembled instinctively; the spiritual pressure was too strong, making it extremely difficult for them to circulate their magical power.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com