It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 251 Obtaining the Spiritual Vein
"Master, did you really give him your spiritual pulse?"

Shiguang Ridge, in the Xu family manor.

Xu Tianshu had a cold temperament, and beside him, an elder of the Xu family secretly transmitted messages to him.

Xu Tianshu was speechless, watching a humanoid puppet not far away quickly leaving, he couldn't help but laugh and said,
"Han Fei is brave and resourceful, and knows how to take advantage of the situation. If he is really allowed to build a foundation, I'm afraid it will really become a disaster."

When the Xu family elder heard this, he said strangely,

"Could the head of the family be optimistic about this person? As far as I know, he doesn't have long life. Even if he uses the pressure of his spiritual veins to build a foundation, he may still have a narrow escape..."

When a whale falls, all things are born.

Although most of the benefits of the fall of the Cha family were shared by the Xu family and other big families.

But the missing resources are enough for many lucky people to take advantage of the opportunity.

Han Fei may be one of them.

Seeing Li Qinglin, Shang Xuan bowed to him dignifiedly, his beautiful profile reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun with an alluring luster.

Acting in an extreme manner proved that his chances of establishing a foundation were slim.

"Except for the six self-destructed places in the Cha family's treasure house, we intercepted twelve places and harvested a total of..."

After half a stick of incense, somewhere a hundred miles away, Shang Xuan was already waiting at the place agreed upon by the two.

Is this kind of person really stuck in a predicament of having a short life expectancy?
In this case, Xu Tianshu naturally did not want to break his promise and gain weight.

A monk from the Xu family came quickly and reported to Xu Tianshu.

Xu Tianshu's mind immediately turned to cleaning up the Cha family's mess.

"Master, all the high-ranking monks of the Cha family, including an old monster who faked his death for many years and used the elixir furnace to extend his life, have all been executed."

The flames of light were scorching, and there was a spiritual vein in it like a winding snake, rising and falling with its breathing.

"Is this the shrunk spiritual vein?"

From Han Fei's side, it's just a trivial matter.

"This time, thanks to Friend Daoist Han's help, I was able to obtain this alchemy furnace as expected."

"But Zha Qingqian and many other core immortal seedlings have been sent out of Sanshan in advance, and we have sent people to hunt them down."

Hundreds of miles away from the Xu family, in the barren mountains, Li Qinglin took a luminous sphere from the puppet's hand.

Li Qinglin did not look back.

……

Li Qinglin nodded with satisfaction, then ruthlessly issued the instruction for the puppet to self-destruct, and left quickly.

"The spiritual veins that are tens of feet long are stored in the palm and turned into miniature objects. The path of cultivating immortality is really magical."

But in Xu Tianshu's view, Han Fei, who was unwilling to reveal his true identity even to receive his spiritual veins, and instead allowed a self-destructing puppet to come, seemed to be far from reckless as outsiders imagined.

There was a rumble of explosions from behind.

Most of the desolate cultivators saw that Han Fei's time was running out, so they took a dangerous approach and mediated between the Xu family and the Cha family in exchange for spiritual veins.

During the transaction with the Xu family, Li Qinglin spoke up and helped Shang Xuan get the second-level alchemy furnace.

"Why do you need to do this, fellow Taoist Shang? Without your help this time, Han will not be able to achieve his wish easily."

Li Qinglin was stunned for a moment, shook his head helplessly, activated his magic power and turned it into his palm, holding up Shang Xuan.

Seeing Li Qinglin's "observant" behavior, a hint of disappointment flashed across Shang Xuan's eyes.

She was silent for a few breaths, and then she said softly,

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Han for obtaining the spiritual pulse. Are you ready to retreat and build your foundation?

I also ask fellow Taoists to be extra careful. Breaking through the foundation building is no longer a piece of cake. Only one person out of ten can cross this hurdle. "

Naturally, Shang Xuan knew how determined Li Qinglin was in seeking the truth, so he could only choose to bless him silently and suppress his worries about him.

Li Qinglin looked at the faint trace of whiteness in Shang Xuan's long black and green hair, and vaguely understood something, and couldn't help but sigh,

"Fellow Taoist, take this very seriously."

...the fairy in the pot.

Li Qinglin flicked his fingers, and the spiritual light body immediately fell into the square cave heaven and blessed land.

The spiritual vein immediately manifested its prototype, like mist and water, more than thirty feet long, and its whole body was glowing green.

As soon as it was born, it instinctively sank to the ground. As soon as the light flashed, it sank deep into the ground.

Boom! !

The next moment, it was like the world had been recreated.

The immortal in the pot began to expand crazily, and the spiritual energy formed a vortex visible to the naked eye, whistling in all directions.

Winds and clouds surged, lightning and fire broke out, and the magic of creation unfolded in front of Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin opened his eyes wide and stared at these changes, trying to remember them firmly in his heart.

Although due to the limitations of his realm, he could not comprehend much of this unprecedented scene.

But it still doesn't prevent these from turning into his heritage. He just needs to improve his realm step by step and gradually unlock the secrets.

Eleven miles...

Fifteen miles...

Twenty miles...

The cold pool waterfalls and thatched cottage spiritual fields originally created by Li Qinglin are rapidly expanding in the same proportion.

The concentration of spiritual energy, which was still slightly poor, rose rapidly, even approaching the first-class caves in the three mountains of Qingshitan!

The dim and intangible moon hung high in the sky, and Lingqi seemed to be patches of turquoise sea, with the moonlight shining on it and making waves.

The dramatic changes in the Immortal in the Pot lasted for two full years.

It wasn't until Li Qinglin suddenly woke up that he realized that the Immortal in the Pot was now fifty miles in diameter.

There are mountains, plains, hills, waterfalls and lakes, and even the slightly illusory sun hanging in the sky.

Small but complete.

"The Immortal in the Pot who has spiritual veins can truly be regarded as the Immortal in the Pot. If some creatures and humans are captured from the outside world, they can even live and reproduce in them."

Li Qinglin even guessed that in the legendary "Lan Ke Yimeng", the woodcutter who entered the mountain accidentally encountered two immortals playing chess. When he came down the mountain again, it was already a hundred years later.

Could it be that he accidentally entered the [Realm Gate] and ended up in some cultivator's paradise?

However, it can significantly change the flow rate of time between the two worlds, even "one day in the sky and one year underground". The level of this kind of cave heaven and paradise is extremely high, and it can be said to be a real abode of gods.

Li Qinglin's Immortal in a Pot is still far away from this realm.

Li Qinglin nodded with satisfaction and dispersed the distracting thoughts in his mind.

It took another half a month to condense the moonlight, refine the blood-brown soil, re-organize the thatched cottage and spiritual field, and sow a batch of spiritual seeds.

Until this day, Li Qinglin suddenly received bad news.

Not long after Shang Xuan had made a breakthrough in Qi training, he resolutely chose Foundation Building with the help of a Foundation Establishment Pill that was almost useless.

then……

Failed.

Unlike Li Qinglin, an old man who pretended to practice life-saving techniques, Shang Xuan's time was really running out.

Only then did he choose to fight to the death.

Unfortunately, this is reality, not fiction.

Failure in foundation building is the norm, especially for cultivators with weak foundations like Shang Xuan.

Shang Xuan failed to build the foundation, was seriously injured, and his strength dropped back to the eighth level of Qi training.

Fan Shang and other old friends once visited him, but found that after Shang Xuan left a letter, he left Qingshitan Sanshan without knowing his whereabouts.

Some people speculate that she knew that her time was running out, so she decided to leave her hometown and find a grave alone until her death day came.

(End of this chapter)