The spring water in the copper tripod was gurgling as it burned. Shen Lian was sitting cross-legged behind the table, wearing a loose robe on his upper body and nothing on his lower body.

Various tea sets are placed on the table.

In the jade box in front of him, nine tea leaves were sparkling with light.

The fourth-level Sky Mist Immortal Tea can enhance the spiritual power of cultivators.

Even though Shen Lian's spiritual power has reached a height of twenty-seven thousand five hundred feet, who would think that their own spiritual power is stronger?

This tea can increase the spiritual power of a cultivator by three thousand feet.

Shen Lian carefully placed a tea leaf into the teapot and poured boiling spring water into it.

Stimulated by the spring water, the tea leaves immediately filled the entire cave with fragrance, causing ripples in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It is worthy of being a fourth-grade spiritual tea. If I had a tea tree, it would be like having a money tree.

After pouring the tea into the teacup, Shen Lian brought it close to his mouth. Just as he was about to taste it, he suddenly stopped.

With a wave of his hand, a demonized black-horned ant with the strength of the seventh level of Qi training was caught out of the cave.

Shen Lian snapped his fingers and a drop of tea flew out of the teacup and fell onto the black-horned demon ant.

The black-horned demon ant let out a hissing sound, opened its mouth and sucked in the drop of spiritual tea.

It instinctively felt that the spiritual tea contained a rare spiritual charm.

Shen Lian quietly watched the black-horned demon ants absorb the spiritual tea. He also checked the tea leaves before making tea and did not find any problems.

However, he was still not very confident about the old man Zi Yang.

When Zi Yang was dying, he had the opportunity to destroy the storage cave, but he did not do so.

Although there are restrictions on the small cave, the restrictions that cause the space to be broken can always be broken, which means that there is still a chance that the spiritual object will fall into his hands.

Putting himself in Zi Yang's shoes, Shen Lian felt that if he were in Zi Yang's situation, he would definitely not leave a single hair for outsiders.

Even just one drop of the fourth-grade spiritual tea is like a flood pouring into a small lake for the black-horned demon ants.

In the blink of an eye, the black-horned demon ant rolled over, and a black shadow flew out of its body, giving a feeling that it was about to transform into an immortal being.

“Sizzle.”

The fist-sized black-horned demon ant's body began to explode, and the soul that left its body twisted and struggled, letting out a scream.

"puff!"

After two breaths, the rolling soul smoke suddenly exploded and disappeared in mid-air.

"It seems I'm overthinking it."

Shen Lian, who was concentrating on watching the changes of the black-horned demon ant, found that the black-horned demon ant was stuffed to death and there was nothing unusual.

"call!"

Shen Lian picked up the teacup again, put it to his lips and blew on it, then slowly tasted it.

After drinking the tea, I suddenly felt a chill all over my body, and a tingling sensation arose spontaneously.

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, waves of free divine power emerged and began to merge into his own divine consciousness.

When the spiritual tea in the teapot had lost its spiritual power, Shen Lian stretched out his fingers to scoop out the tea leaves from the teapot, put them into his mouth and chewed them.

The effect was quite good. This piece of Cloud Mist Fairy Tea increased his spiritual power by nearly 1,300 feet.

After stabilizing his elevated spiritual power, Shen Lian took out another piece of tea and put it into the teapot.

After brewing it with spiritual spring water, he caught a black-horned demon ant as usual to test the poison.

Unfortunately, this black-horned demon ant, which was comparable to the ninth level of Qi training, still couldn't hold on and returned to the Ant Kingdom.

The second piece of spiritual tea allowed Shen Lian to increase his spiritual power by nine hundred feet.

The third piece...

When the brewed spiritual tea was absorbed into the body of the black-horned demon ant, the black-horned demon ant let out a shrill scream.

The shapeless soul that left the body gave rise to a blood-red thread, as slender and curved as a nematode, which strangled the black-horned ant's soul.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lian quickly put down the teacup.

"Tsk, it has to be you."

"puff!"

With a slight sound, the blood-colored nematodes strangled the black-horned demon ant's soul, which was already weak, into nothingness.

Looking at the tea set on the table, Shen Lian shook his head slightly. This set of tea set was considered useless.

After thinking about it, he took out a large jade box, put away the teapot and teacups and other things, and then took out a talisman to seal the outside to prevent the tea's spiritual energy from leaking out.

After changing the teapot and brewing the fourth tea leaf, he took out a black-horned demon ant to test the poison.

Just like the previous one, its soul was strangled to pieces by the blood-colored nematodes that appeared.

He took out the jade box as usual and sealed the poisonous tea away.

The fifth piece.

This time the blood-colored spirit insect did not appear again.

This pot of spiritual tea increased Shen Lian's spiritual power by eight hundred feet.

The sixth piece of spiritual tea was not poisonous either. He drank two cups in a row, but his spiritual power did not increase any more.

He said his divine consciousness was three thousand feet long, and it was three thousand feet long. He was indeed trustworthy.

At this point, Shen Lian's spiritual power has reached thirty thousand five hundred feet.

He poured the tea in the teapot into a tripod, then sent it into the cave and summoned the three little black ones to come and drink.

"Do what you can, don't overextend yourself."

"My two brothers, regarding the problem of cracking, I have experience."

…

Ignoring the nonsense of Dahei and the other two, Shen Lian began to check the cultivated spiritual veins.

Most of the spiritual energy in the cave has almost calmed down, forming small radiating spiritual veins underground.

However, the spiritual vein body is not yet solid, and the overall level has barely reached the second level.

If it is fully consolidated in the future, it can almost reach the second-level upper grade level.

It's still a little bit short of advancing to the third-level spirit vein. It's not that the number of low-grade spirit stones used is insufficient, but the quality of the low-grade spirit stones is there.

The quality of a spiritual vein is mainly determined by the quality of the spiritual energy in its core location; other factors such as size and shape are secondary.

With a wave of his hand, Shen Lian took out 50,000 medium-grade spirit stones and piled them on the location of the vein source bead in the center of the spirit vein.

He also planted the dilapidated star tree that he had obtained in the Tianzhu Mountains on top of the Pulse Source Pearl.

This spiritual tree looks wilted, and no one has taken care of it in the past few decades, but it's still alive and well. It's lucky.

Although the spiritual vein is still settling, the foundation has been laid, and now we can open up spiritual fields and medicinal gardens.

When he was in Qingmu Sect before, Shen Lian had been thinking about kidnapping the Qingmu brothers and sisters to farm for him.

However, since Qingmu and Qingyi were already Jindan cultivators, the hidden dangers were too great for him, so he gave up this idea.

Thinking about this idea, Shen Lian released the secondary soul puppet, stayed in the cave and began to level the land, preparing to cultivate the remaining third-level spiritual medicines.

"Should we capture a few people and bring them into the cave to work as helpers?"

There are quite a few Jindan cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, but there are not many who have reached the Yuanying level.

The large sects have an orderly inheritance and a strong foundation. Unless something major happens to the sect, there will be Nascent Soul cultivators in almost every generation.

It is because there are countless cultivators serving the sect... or to be more precise, serving the Nascent Soul cultivators, searching for various spiritual objects and accumulating various resources.

Shen Lian had no intention of establishing a sect, but he possessed the skills of refining weapons, making talismans, formations, puppets, etc., and had even advanced to the Golden Core stage. It would not be excessive to have some cultivators to help him.

Cultivating elixirs, making talisman paper, and preliminary smelting of ore would save him a lot of effort if someone else could do it.

But if the monks are captured and trapped in the cave for too long, they will sooner or later develop a rebellious heart.

Even with the secret magic techniques, there is no guarantee of the cultivator's thoughts.

In addition, before the trapped monks have any intention of resisting, they should take the initiative and kill them first.

Get rid of people who may cause problems before they arise.

Definitely safe and secure.

Shen Lian suppressed this thought and scratched his head.

It's not that he didn't dare to do it, but the people he trained were all skilled workers, and it would be too time-consuming to kill them and train them again.

"Why."

Shen Lian sighed slightly. Using puppets would not work either. At present, the puppets’ intelligence was not at that high level.

This is the only natal spirit puppet I have.

"Continue searching for the cave stones. The area of ​​the cave needs to be further expanded. Fifty miles is too small."

After calming down his thoughts, Shen Lian began to think about the next path of cultivation.

Now, he has been promoted to the middle stage of Golden Core.

The essence of the third level of practice of Wu Qi Chao Yuan Gong is to condense the five elements and derive yin and yang.

If you want the five elements to transform into yin and yang, the prerequisite is to have sufficient essence of the five elements.

Previously in the Tianzhu Mountain Range, he had accidentally run into the disciple of the old demon Yuanling, who was capturing female monks to condense Yin and Yang.

This method of replenishing energy is the lowest level, and the condensed Yin energy is not pure.

But one thing is certain, the old demon who appreciates jade and plays the flute must be very happy.

Therefore, the next main path of practice is to prepare and condense the Yin and Yang Qi, so that the probability of being promoted to the Nascent Soul stage will be greater.

Shen Lian was not worried about the path of cultivation. Now that there was no shortage of resources, he could just practice step by step.

The external crisis is the problem of perfecting one’s five spiritual roots.

During the Jindan stage, try not to take action if possible, so as to avoid being discovered by others.

"The Wilderness is a good place. It's remote and desolate. I can stay here and live a good life."

Thinking of the Exiled Immortal Tower in the world of immortal cultivation that captured cultivators with five spiritual roots everywhere, Shen Lian felt that it would be a good idea to practice in a remote place.

However, he immediately realized that if he thought so, would there be other cultivators with five spiritual roots who would think the same? He was not the only one who went against the grain.

"Is there any Five Spiritual Roots Golden Pill hidden in the wilderness?"

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows. This question was very forward-looking.

Maybe there really is.

After all, what the world of immortal cultivation lacks the least is clever people.

…

Yuanying Basin.

This is a new place name that has appeared in the last two years.

It is located at the border between Yue and Chu, with a radius of about 260 miles.

The place is filled with yellow sand and the sound of sword energy is whistling.

It is the battlefield left behind after a fight between unknown Nascent Soul ancestors.

It is known that there was a famous Nascent Soul cultivator in the Wilderness ten thousand years ago. Even if he had been promoted to the God Transformation Stage, he would have died long ago.

Now, traces of Nascent Soul cultivators have appeared in the Wilderness, shocking all the countries in the Wilderness.

At the foot of a mountain outside the Yuanying Basin, a market town has been built and is still expanding, with countless cultivators coming and going.

"Haha, I found it. I found the third-level divine gold particles."

In the yellow sand of the basin, a Qi-cultivating monk rushed out from the edge, with yellow sand falling from his body as he ran.

Under the tattered robe, various wounds caused by sword energy were exposed.

But the monk didn't care about these wounds at all, and rushed into the market with a piece of ore in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, high-level buyers are looking for this!"

"Fellow Daoist, my Lin family is honest and trustworthy. Come this way."

Before the Qi-cultivating monk could rush into the market, he was surrounded by a group of monks who wanted to buy the divine gold particles he found.

It is no longer a secret that there are third-level divine gold particles in the Yuanying Basin.

Now, no one remembers who was the first monk to discover the divine gold particles.

But since the news spread, cultivators have arrived not only from the Chu and Yue States, but also from neighboring immortal cultivation countries.

A Qi-cultivating monk can dig out a few third-level divine gold particles and buy enough pills for cultivation.

A cultivator at the foundation-building stage can add a few pills into his own magic weapon to improve the quality of the weapon.

Thus, the market town was established.

The cultivation forces of the nearby countries rushed over like sharks smelling blood.

As for why the Jindan forces did not join hands to monopolize the area, one reason was that there was still terrifying sword energy remaining in the basin, which was enough to make the Jindan ancestors suffer.

Even at the edge, there is still a strong edge and a burning breath in the yellow sand.

In such a short period of time, no one knows how many monks who valued money over their lives were devoured.

Secondly, the Jindan cultivators from various families still have some concerns.

It would be better to let the fearless independent cultivators screen the divine gold particles, and each company can purchase them from outside.

"That day I happened to be looking for spiritual herbs in the nearby forests, and I saw a sword light coming from the sky and descending here."

"Above the sword light, there is the aura of an immortal. With just this one sword strike, the mountains and fields turned into yellow sand."

"Yuanying Ancestor, may you enjoy eternal happiness!"

"Being able to see the immortal face of the Yuanying Patriarch, I have no regrets in this life."

Inside the market town, Shen Lian sat in a teahouse, looking at an old man who was at the sixth level of Qi training outside, talking to other people with spit flying all over his body.

He also didn't expect that a market town would form here, gathering so many independent cultivators.

Looking into the yellow sand from here, you can still see a few scattered black spots. They are the monks who died under the sword energy.

In order to defend against Zi Yang's attack, the third-level defense gourd, teapot, and wine jug he refined were broken into countless pieces and all mixed together with the yellow sand.

Now, it has become an opportunity to practice Qi, build foundation, and even become a Golden Core cultivator.

People die for money and birds die for food.

Until now, there are still independent cultivators gathering here, not afraid of the remaining sword energy rushing into the yellow sand, sifting through the divine gold particles mixed in the yellow sand.

There are also foundation-building monks who try to walk inside.

These fragments of magic weapons can be used to refine other tools after being taken back and re-refined. No wonder so many people come here to look for treasures.

"Bishui Tower."

Shen Lian withdrew his eyes from the street and looked at a tall stone building in the distance.

Bishui Tower, Bishui Sect.

After decades, he is back!

When they escaped from the wilderness across thousands of miles of Canghuang, they didn't even dare to disclose what the Bishui sects had done in the wilderness.

What happened in the following cases was exactly as he expected. How could three parties share an opportunity and not pee in the same pot?

Remote places also have their advantages. At least several major sects have been turbulent for decades, and none of them has been destroyed.

If this opportunity happened in the South China Sea, no, even in the central area of ​​the Ten Thousand Star Sea, some sects would have to be completely uprooted.

As for why Shen Lian returned to the crime scene again, I believe that fellow Taoists who have killed people and are mentally abnormal should understand.

(End of this chapter)