Chapter 15: The First Solution of Cultivating Immortals

In the early morning, a sudden sharp pain struck, and the man surnamed Qian woke up with a howl. But before he could catch his breath, another sharp pain strained all his nerves.

Gritting his teeth, opening his eyes, and enduring the pain in his heart, the man surnamed Qian settled down and looked around.

I saw that what appeared in front of him was a pair of big feet. Looking down from above, a half-grown young man was standing in front of him with a smile on his face.

Seeing Zhou Nan's appearance clearly, suddenly, the man surnamed Qian shouted: "Boy, is it you?, you." You turned out to be a mortal" After speaking, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

It took a long time for the man surnamed Qian to suppress his surprise. But when he turned back and looked at himself again, he opened his mouth wide again, and fell into a long stupor. I saw that in the field of vision, he was stripped naked, except for a fig leaf, there was nothing, and he was falling on a log. In that way, as miserable as it is, as miserable as it is.

For a while, the man surnamed Qian felt like a dream, his mind was full of dizziness, and he was all messed up into a ball of cotton. But then, shaking slightly, feeling the sharp pain all over his body, the man surnamed Qian had a happy face, and began to shout again: "I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I'm still alive?"

After all, ants are still stealing life, and who wants to die? Suddenly, the man surnamed Qian thought of something, so he turned his head, turned to Zhou Nan, and shouted angrily: "Boy, where is Lao Tzu's clothes, what are you doing hanging me upside down? Put me down quickly." ”

"Shouting enough, sober up, then let's talk about business! Next, you can only answer, you can't refuse, remember!" Looking at the man surnamed Qian who had returned to normal, Zhou Nan smiled slightly and said lightly.

Hearing this, the man surnamed Qian ignored it and continued to shout: "Boy, what do you want to do? What are you doing with me? Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Looking for death?"

But unfortunately, before he could finish his words, a howl that was louder than before instantly resounded throughout the cave. A huge footed girl, just suddenly, blocked the words of the man surnamed Qian and told him to shut up obediently.

Ignoring the man surnamed Qian who was in tears and pear blossoms with rain, Zhou Nan withdrew his foot and said coldly: "It seems that you still don't know your situation." Remember, I asked you, and the little sheep is not qualified to ask questions. Don't let me remind you again. Otherwise, your end will be very good. ”

"Little Sheep, I'm Little Sheep?" said the man surnamed Qian with his mouth open in disbelief. But before he finished speaking, looking at Zhou Nan's foot that he lifted again, his face changed, and he closed his mouth with interest, not daring to make any more complaints.

"Now people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat. Resisting that is purely self-inflicted. Stabilize the formation boy first, and wait for himself to recover some mana, and then it will not be easy to get out of trouble. At that time, it is not impossible to teach this kid a hard lesson and refine his soul. The man surnamed Qian rolled his eyes, suppressed all his anger, made an excuse, and comforted himself.

Ignoring what the man surnamed Qian was thinking, Zhou Nan continued to ask: "Tell me who you are first, remember, don't lie to me, I heard what you and that unlucky guy said." ”

With a frown, the man surnamed Qian had no choice but to swallow the lie that had been made up in advance. smoothed his throat and said without thinking: "My name is Qian Mu, and I am a monk of the Xuanhuo Sect. Unlike you mortals, you are immortal cultivators. Immortal cultivators, do you know? That's an immortal. It is not for you mortals to blaspheme. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Nan's face was overjoyed, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hehe, knowing my identity, don't you put down this immortal master? Boy, this is a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes, and others can't ask for it by burning incense and worshiping the Buddha?" Looking at Zhou Nan's performance, the man surnamed Qian smiled mysteriously and said with temptation.

Taking a deep breath and ignoring Qian Mu's temptation, Zhou Nan smiled slightly and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Holding his chin with one hand, he asked again, "Immortal cultivator?" ”

With a sneering smile, Qian Mu felt a burst of contempt in his heart, but when he saw Zhou Nan's slowly raised feet, his face turned pale, and he stated obediently, "Immortal cultivators, as the name suggests, are people who cultivate to become immortals and pursue the path of immortality. This kind of people, different from ordinary people, they are loved by heaven and earth, with spiritual roots, they can breathe in the aura of heaven and earth, improve themselves, practice mana, go to the depths, call the wind and rain, fly to the sky, burn the mountains and boil the sea, live forever, live with heaven and earth, and can do anything. To put it bluntly, that is, the immortals in your mortal mouth. ”

"And this person with spiritual roots, one out of thousands of mortals, that is also a great chance. They may be dignitaries, or they may be down-and-out beggars. In short, the people who can cultivate immortals are all the darlings of heaven and earth, and all of them are people with deep blessings, and they will not deviate because of your status achievements. ”

Nodding thoughtfully, Zhou Nan frowned, and then asked, "Linggen, what is this?"

Maybe it can be a trick and teach Zhou Nan's ignorance, this time Qian Mu unexpectedly did not resist, if it weren't for the unsightly image at the moment, he would definitely be a first-class good teacher.

"The spiritual root is the foundation of an immortal cultivator. You can do without exercises, pills, and magic weapons, but you can't do without spiritual roots. Otherwise, you're just a mortal, a handful of loess in a few decades. ”

"The spiritual root is divided into the five basic main systems of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the three major mutation systems of ice, wind and thunder, with a total of eight spiritual roots. Each spirit root evaluation has ten stars, and more than four stars can breathe out the aura of heaven and earth and become an immortal cultivator. ”

"Among the five basic spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, immortal cultivators can have up to three spiritual roots. And there must be a series of more than four stars, otherwise you can't cultivate immortals. If there are more than three series or no four stars, then I'm sorry, I can only say that you have one spiritual root and have nothing to do with cultivating immortals. ”

"However, the three lines of Ice Wind and Thunder mutated spirit roots, each immortal cultivator can only contain one line. With a system, the more stars, the higher the potential of the spiritual root, the better the talent of the immortal cultivator, the easier it is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and the higher the achievement. ”

"Of course, if you have a dual-line spiritual root that exceeds four stars, if you can get a dual-line exercise, your achievements will not be worse than that of a single-line, but your cultivation is slow. If you have a single ten-star system, then wherever you go, there will be powerful monks rushing to take you as an apprentice, this kind of person is the princess prince among the darlings, and is respected as the Holy Spirit Root. ”

"A single line of seven to nine stars is the Heavenly Spirit Root. Less than six stars in a single lineage, but slightly better than a multiline. After speaking, Qian Mu was speechless. "Like me, I am a five-star of the wood system, and I am also a person with superior qualifications in the Xuanhuo Sect. After cultivating for just over ten years, he reached the eighth level of Qiling, if he hadn't fallen for that guy's trick. Hey, forget it, don't mention it. Speaking of this, Qian Mu was proud and remorseful.

Zhou Nan listened quietly, like a studious student. After digesting these precious news and pausing, Zhou Nan continued to ask, "How is the realm of cultivating immortals divided?"

"The realm of cultivating immortals is divided into five realms: enlightenment, foundation building, knotting, primordial infant, and infant transformation. Among them, in addition to the enlightenment period, there are nine layers, and the rest of the realms are divided into four levels: beginning, middle, post, and Great Perfection. As for the infant transformation is to ascend to immortality, then it does not belong to the way I know. ”

"During the enlightenment period, the lifespan is no different from that of ordinary people, but the immortal cultivators are nourished by the aura, and generally have a lifespan of 100 years, followed by 200 years of foundation building, 500 years of knots, 1,000 years of Yuan Baby, and 2,000 years of infant transformation. ”

"Like our Xuanhuo Sect Master, he is a monk of the Great Perfection of the Jiedan. A body of mana and supernatural powers, covering the sky. Enjoy a lifespan of 500 years, that's the five lifetimes of a mortal! Usually the dragon sees the head but not the end, and I have not seen it in the more than ten years since I joined the sect. If only I could reach that height in my lifetime, that would be great. The man surnamed Qian said with a look of adoration, his eyes flashing with a bright light.

Through the simple narration of the man surnamed Qian, Zhou Nan also had a simple understanding of immortal cultivators.

Taking the silver and silver short sword, Zhou Nan shook it lightly and asked with interest: "What kind of sword is this, and what can it attack in the air?"

Looking at Zhou Nan's puzzled eyes, Qian Mu felt a burst of pride in his heart, although he was very embarrassed now, but the arrogance of being an immortal cultivator was still deeply engraved in his bones, and he smoothed his throat, Qian Mulang said: "This is a flying sword, a high-grade magic weapon." Command with divine thoughts, consume mana, and can do volley attacks. Sharp, sharpened like clay. ”

"The most inferior weapon is the mortal soldier. The top-level divine weapon in the mortal world realm is worthless in the realm of cultivating immortals, and even the most inferior flying sword can easily cut it off. ”

"The weapons used by immortal cultivators are divided into, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual treasures. The magic weapon is used by the monks of the enlightenment period, and the spiritual weapons are used by the monks of the foundation building period, and after the Dan period, the monks can use the magic weapons. Ritual weapons and spiritual weapons cannot be stored in the body, and are generally packed in storage bags. However, the magic weapon can be collected into the body and cultivated in the dantian, the longer it is cultivated, the higher the degree of compatibility with the master, the stronger the spirituality, and the greater the power. ”

"As for the spirit treasure, it is a magic weapon used by the Yuanying monk, sealed with a beast soul, as a tool spirit, the magic weapon is abnormal in spirituality, and the power is much more powerful than a simple magic weapon, so it is called a spirit treasure. ”

"Storage bag, is this thing?" Hearing this, Zhou Nan took a delicate and unusual bag and shook it in front of Qian Mu.

"Yes, enter mana, communicate with divine thoughts, and you can open it. ”

"What is a divine thought?" Zhou Nan asked urgently, like a curious child.

"Divine thoughts are spiritual power, and mortals' spiritual power is not strong enough, so they can only stop in their minds. And the divine thoughts of immortal cultivators are constantly increasing with the improvement of cultivation. Generally, after reaching the third layer of enlightenment, the divine mind can be initially separated from the body. ”

"The divine thoughts and divine thoughts of the enlightenment period can be at most five miles away from the body, the foundation building period is about ten miles, the knot period is more than fifty miles, and the yuan infant period is at least more than one hundred miles. ”

"Shen Nian can command the flying sword magic weapon to attack in the air. Within the allowable range, the farther away the magic weapon is from the immortal cultivator, the more difficult it is to control and the greater the consumption. Divine thoughts can also be explored, and the stronger the divine thoughts, the greater the role of fighting and treasure hunting. ”

"However, if the divine mind is damaged, the damage to the immortal cultivator is much more serious than the physical injury. And the secret art technique that specializes in cultivating divine thoughts is also monopolized by the general trend, and I have never heard of anyone in the Xuanhuo Sect having it, like us little monks, don't even think about it. Qian Mu said slowly.

At this point in interrogation, Zhou Nan already had a preliminary understanding of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. However, what he is most concerned about is not yet available. After staring at Qian Mu and looking at Qian Mu's heart, Zhou Nan asked lightly: "The last thing to ask is to tell me your exercises and the method of entering the Xuanhuo Sect." Otherwise, die. ”

Hearing this, Qian Mu's face changed, although Zhou Nan's tone was very indifferent. But the more this happened, the more panicked Qian Mu's heart became. His face turned pale, and Qian Mu pleaded: "I can't say this, I said that I would die without a place to be buried." "It's not to blame Qian Mu, the importance of the exercises to immortal cultivators is self-evident, as for the news of the Xuanhuo Sect, if you kill him, you don't dare to talk nonsense.

However, as the saying goes, when it comes to good, the situation is stronger than people, and the reason why there is no betrayal is only because the price is not enough.

After listening to Qian Mu's answer, even if Zhou Nan's temper is good, he doesn't want to spend it anymore, although he has a lot of time and is not in a hurry, but it is good not to waste it.

The soft ones don't work to be hard, and the hard ones can't be ruthless. Suddenly, Zhou Nan punched and kicked, and in the bursts of wailing, Qian Mu, who had suffered this kind of crime, had to let go.

There are too many people killed, and Zhou Nan also knows that the Tao is inevitable, for his own safety. After getting the news, the silver short sword slashed through the air at a rapid pace, and dealt with Qian Mu decisively.