Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Chapter 793 The Immortal Transcending Sect's Secret Treasury: Immortal Seedlings Grow!

The Gate of Immortal Crossing.

The sky was clear and the earth was bright, with sunlight shining on the mountain peaks.

Looking at the sky, which had returned to calm, Jiang Ning remained silent.

The appearance of the Daoist Lingxuzi added a touch of solemnity to his heart.

There are countless celestial gates and grotto heavens in the world.

Even behind the Immortal Crossing Gate, there is such a celestial grotto.

It is a celestial grotto where the Flying Immortal Sect resides.

The appearance of Ling Xuzi just now further demonstrated the power of immortal cultivators.

It was different from what he had previously known.

Although Ling Xuzi had not yet become an immortal, he was still able to stimulate the immortal seed within his body and unleash an extremely powerful pressure.

If that Martial Saint hadn't suddenly intervened and killed him from tens of thousands of miles away, he would have swung his sword at Ling Xuzi to see the depths of the immortal grotto.

Now, with the Martial Saint's intervention, the Flying Immortal Sect behind the Crossing Immortal Sect chose to retreat, thwarting his original plans.

"But the main objective has been achieved!" he thought to himself.

Just then, that familiar tingling sensation surged up in my lungs once again.

He suppressed the urge to cough and glanced at the ashen-faced disciples of the Duxian Sect in the square.

At this moment, Shen Wenyuan had already directed his subordinates to begin taking inventory of the roster.

Ye Zhengqi and Zhuge Qingsong then led their men to take over the various palaces and storehouses.

The scattered hands at the foot of the mountain also started moving, splitting into several groups to climb towards the summit.

Although there are many people on Yunyin Peak, no one dares to make any unusual moves.

The scene of Ling Xuzi, who had just seemed like an immortal, being killed by the Martial Saint with a single thought was too shocking.

Even the might of immortals dissipates like dust; how dare mortals act rashly?

Moreover, Jiang Ning is still standing in the square, and the body of the previous powerful figure from the Immortal Cave Heaven is still in the collapsed ground.

Even such figures are no match for Jiang Ning, so how can the entire Du Xian Sect possibly resist now?

at the same time.

In a sacred, celestial place.

Auspicious vapors rise, and the rosy clouds glow in myriad ways.

The pavilions and towers are antique and elegant, and exotic flowers and plants sway in the mountains. In the distance, the roar of waterfalls and the rushing sound of rivers can be heard.

now.

Two men and one woman stood on a high platform on the cliff.

Ahead lay churning clouds and mist.

The clouds and mist spread endlessly, like an endless sea.

The surging clouds and mist rose and fell like ocean waves.

Above the clouds, a scene unfolds.

The scene depicts the Immortal Crossing Gate at this very moment.

The three looked at Jiang Ning in the picture with calm expressions.

"What a pity about this child!" The only female cultivator among the three sighed softly.

She wore a moon-white flowing dress with a hem that reached the ground.

Her hair was styled in a high bun, with a red dot between her eyebrows, giving her the air of a mature woman.

The clear eyes reflected the outlines of the sea of ​​clouds and distant mountains, as if a thousand years had passed.

"What's there to regret?" the man on the left sneered.

He was dressed in a long black robe, with sword-like eyebrows and a face as cold and stern as if carved by a knife.

"At such a young age, he has already grasped the changes of the seasons, using the essence of winter to manipulate heaven and earth, and shattered the Cloud Sea Misty Sky Formation. Such talent is unprecedented! If he were willing to join the Flying Immortal Sect, I would truly like to take him as my personal disciple and pave a way out of his dead end!" the female cultivator exclaimed.

"You certainly appreciate talent!" said the man on the right.

He was dressed simply, in just a plain gray outfit.

Then he added, "This boy's curse power has already invaded his internal organs. Now he is repeatedly using forbidden techniques, which may seem impressive, but in reality he is destroying his own foundation. In my opinion, he will not live more than three months. Even if he sees the reality clearly and is willing to bow down and join my Flying Immortal Sect, it will still be too late to save him."

"That's why it's such a pity!" the female cultivator sighed. "His actions today have sealed his own fate. Every day he lives from now on will be nothing more than a miserable existence. I wonder which celestial realm cast a curse on him!"

“In the world today, there are only three families that can cast curses involving the path of cause and effect. If you want to guess, it’s actually quite easy to guess!” said the man in the black robe on the left.

"Gentlemen, are you really going to completely abandon the Immortal Crossing Sect?" asked the simply dressed man on the right.

"Otherwise what?" the man on the left said calmly, then continued, "Do you dare to go out now? That Martial Saint is clearly still watching him! Going out now would mean facing that Martial Saint head-on! We've already paid a heavy price for this test!"

The female cultivator then spoke up: "I will contact them!"

“Alright, then I’ll leave everything to Yun’e!” said the simply dressed man on the right.

The gate to immortality.

Standing in the square, Jiang Ning could still faintly feel the gaze of some kind of person.

This feeling has lingered since he arrived at the foot of Yunyin Peak.

"A celestial grotto-heaven," he murmured to himself, as the familiar tingling sensation in his lungs resurfaced, causing him to cough lightly a few times.

The successive outbursts made him feel that his physical condition had deteriorated significantly compared to before.

The decline in his aura was partly due to the concealment of some of his strength caused by the retreat, but it was also due to the deep-seated depletion caused by the continuous use of forbidden techniques.

“Brother Jiang!” Shen Wenyuan strode over, breaking Jiang Ning’s reverie: “Now the Immortal Crossing Sect is basically under control. Apart from a small number of people who have put up a fight, almost everyone else has surrendered.”

"The Martial Saint's intervention has been a great help to us!" Jiang Ning said.

“Yes!” Shen Wenyuan nodded in agreement, and then continued, “If it weren’t for the Martial Saint’s intervention, the immortal grotto-heavens behind the Crossing Immortal Sect would not have retreated. The Crossing Immortal Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, and it would not have been able to surrender so easily!”

"How much longer will it take to establish the Immortal Crossing Gate?" Jiang Ning asked again.

"The Immortal Crossing Sect has over ten thousand disciples, plus its peripheral industries and affiliated forces, which are deeply entrenched and cannot have been built up overnight! Moreover, the location of the sect's foundation and secret vault is probably not something that ordinary disciples would know," Shen Wenyuan said.

Upon hearing the word "secret vault," Jiang Ning's eyes narrowed.

"No rush, we'll pry them open little by little. Now that they've surrendered, their mouths won't be so tight!" He paused, then added, "Brother Shen, I want 70% of what's in the secret vault!"

"Seventy percent is too little!" Shen Wenyuan shook his head: "The spoils from the secret vault belong entirely to Brother Jiang! Without Brother Jiang's contribution today, breaking through the Immortal Crossing Gate would have been nothing but nonsense! As for the rewards for this trip, confiscating the land and property is enough!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning pondered for a moment and then said, "I only need to take the rare and precious materials, elixirs and miraculous medicines that I can use. The rest that I don't need can be put into the treasury!"

Shen Wenyuan did not refuse and solemnly cupped his hands: "Brother Jiang is very righteous. You deserve the most credit for quelling the chaos of the Immortal Crossing Sect. The contents of the secret treasury are only rightfully yours. In addition, the Immortal Crossing Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years. There may be ancient secrets and fragments of immortal scrolls in the sect. These may be helpful for Brother Jiang to comprehend the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. There may also be a way to resolve the curse that has been placed on Brother Jiang."

“Then I won’t refuse!” Jiang Ning nodded.

at the same time.

In a fairyland.

Jiang Ning and Shen Wenyuan's conversation was overheard by the two men and one woman.

The man on the left sneered: "People from the outside world have such a low perspective!"

“Normal!” the female cultivator said calmly. “I have never seen the grand world of immortals, nor the splendor of the grotto heavens.”

As they talked, the light screen in front of them slowly dissipated.

"Let's go! There's nothing more to see! At this point, whether the Immortal Crossing Sect is destroyed or not is irrelevant; their role ends here!" The clear voice of the man on the right rang out.

outside world.

At this moment, Jiang Ning felt the feeling of being watched gradually dissipate.

"They're finally gone!"

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The absence of stares made him feel less pressured.

He never dared to underestimate the celestial realms, for none of them were ever simple.

Those are all legacies left over from the previous era, possessing a complete inheritance.

Perhaps the figures in the immortal grottoes would not have been remarkable in ancient times.

Because he now knows a lot of information about ancient times.

Those who are powerful forget them upon seeing them, like the goddess of the moon palace, or the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Nine Netherworld Calamity Fire.

He did not believe that the Martial Saint possessed strength that could surpass such an existence.

However, eight hundred years ago, the Martial Saint was all alone, suppressing all the blessed lands and grottoes in the world to bow down and lie dormant.

Even now that the Martial Saint has reached the end of his life, those immortal grotto-heavens still dare not confront him directly, but only test him.

But this was in front of the Martial Saint.

With his current strength, no immortal grotto-heaven is a match for him.

Without the watchful eyes of those watching from the shadows, he naturally felt much more at ease.

Thoughts swirled in my mind.

He arrived at the center of the square, the place where Ling Xuzi had just disappeared.

The spiritual energy still lingers, and tender green shoots of grass sprout from the broken ground, growing vigorously.

The air was exceptionally fresh, and the plants and trees around the square, which had been dormant in the cold winter, had already revived and were growing wildly.

Such a strange phenomenon seemed particularly unusual in the cold winter.

Jiang Ning paused for a moment, his mind stirred, and every pore on his body opened.

In an instant, he felt a trickle of air flowing into his body through his pores, and a gentle vitality circulated within him.

"The land where immortals fell is now nourishing the world, which confirms what the ancient books say." He thought to himself, "Such rich spiritual energy would be a pity to let it dissipate."

With eyes slightly closed and a thought forming, the pores of the entire body open wide, continuously drawing out the trickles of air and swallowing them into the body.

In just a short while, he perceived the phenomenon of all rivers flowing into the sea.

Although he didn't have any immortal cultivation techniques to directly refine and utilize the spiritual energy entering his body, since all qi originates from the same source, the abundant spiritual energy accumulating within him still brought him many benefits, and his essence, qi, and spirit all increased.

The same effect he had when he devoured spirit crystals.

This scene caught Shen Wenyuan's eye. He closed his eyes slightly and sensed the strangeness in the surrounding void. He then opened his eyes, his gaze filled with surprise.

"Brother Jiang has such a keen sense of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth; he truly deserves to be called the number one person in eight hundred years!"

He muttered to himself.

A moment later.

Jiang Ning continuously absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, accumulating it within.

He felt something unusual in his dantian and his gaze fell on it.

Then, one could see that the immortal seedling in the dantian was now swaying and its roots were extending, as if it were reaching out to the outside world.

The scene from just now immediately flashed into his mind.

Ling Xuzi emerged from the cave, with a celestial tree manifesting behind him. The tree was six feet tall, its roots reaching upwards and merging with the heavens and earth, its oppressive aura surging.

He then looked at the immortal seedling within his body.

Its height is only a little over one foot, which is still considered a celestial seedling, unlike Lingxuzi which is six feet tall. It can already be called a tree of great creation.

"The immortal grotto is indeed not to be underestimated!" he exclaimed in amazement.

Along its journey, it has been through many fortunate events that it has been able to cultivate a celestial seedling that is just over a foot tall.

However, a chess piece thrown out by the Flying Immortal Sect, a piece used to test the waters, revealed itself to be a six-foot-tall immortal tree.

Such behavior made him value the immortal grotto heaven even more.

There are significant discrepancies between reality and the records in ancient books.

According to ancient records, possessing a celestial tree is a privilege that can only be obtained by shedding one's mortal body and condensing into a celestial form.

Ling Xuzi, however, clearly did not reach that point.

In today's environment, it's impossible to get to this point.

If things really came to this, it wouldn't be so easy for him to die at the hands of a martial saint.

Even so, the facts were right in front of him.

As my thoughts were swirling in my mind...

He sensed subtle abnormalities traveling through the roots of the fairy seedling.

The next moment, he saw the immortal seedling in his dantian begin to grow, and the growth rate was visible to the naked eye.

Just a moment ago it had barely crossed a foot.

The next moment it reached 1 foot 1.

As it continued to grow, his attention also focused on the height of the fairy seedling.

the other side.

Ye Zhengqi walked quickly toward Jiang Ning and Shen Wenyuan.

The next moment, at Shen Wenyuan's signal, he stopped in his tracks.

Shen Wenyuan glanced at Jiang Ning again, then quietly walked towards the direction where Ye Zhengqi had stopped.

"Lord Marquis!" Ye Zhengqi greeted Shen Wenyuan, holding a yellowed register in his hands: "Lord Marquis, the list of core disciples and elders of the Duxian Sect has been preliminarily compiled. In addition, dozens of martial arts practitioners and ordinary people were found imprisoned in the dungeon. They were all kidnapped by the Duxian Sect to test medicines or to be used as forced laborers."

Shen Wenyuan took the roster, glanced at it, and said calmly, "Proceed according to the law. Punish the guilty and release the innocent. Give those who were kidnapped money and send them back to their places of origin."

"Yes!" Ye Zhengqi accepted the order and left.

Before long, Zhuge Qingsong also emerged from the depths of the palace, his expression showing a hint of excitement.

Seeing Shen Wenyuan make a shushing gesture, he immediately slowed down.

As they reached the edge of the square, Shen Wenyuan also came over.

"Lord Marquis!" He bowed to Shen Wenyuan.

"What is it?" Shen Wenyuan asked.

Zhuge Qingsong's gaze immediately passed over Shen Wenyuan and looked at Jiang Ning behind Shen Wenyuan: "What is this, Marquis of Dongling?"

Shen Wenyuan shook his head: "It's not convenient to disturb him now. He can just report to me directly."

Upon hearing these words, Zhuge Qingsong immediately showed a look of hesitation.

Seeing the expression on Zhuge Qingsong's face, Shen Wenyuan immediately understood.

"It's alright, we can wait!"

Zhuge Qingsong immediately bowed to express his apology.

Then, in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea...

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes, a hint of excitement in his gaze.

In that short time, the immortal seedling within him grew to over 1.3 feet tall.

Even the leaves on the fairy seedlings have become wider.

He didn't understand the reason why, but he knew it was a great thing.

The higher the immortal seedling grows, the further it has unknowingly progressed on the path of immortality.

aside.

Upon seeing Jiang Ning open his eyes, Shen Wenyuan and Zhuge Qingsong immediately walked over together.

“Patriarch Zhuge, now we can talk!” The two stopped and Shen Wenyuan spoke.

"My lords, the secret vault of the Immortal Crossing Sect has been found!" Zhuge Qingsong exclaimed excitedly.

(End of this chapter)