Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 329 Wood Escape Technique

In fact, he was already horrified to the extreme. As far as he knew, over the past thousands of years, there had been quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators who had come to their Tianfu Sect's main hall, and there had also been several Nascent Soul late-stage cultivators. Most of them had sat in this main seat, but no one noticed the abnormality of the table in front of them.

And in front of this Senior Nie, it only took a moment for him to determine the method of refining the Soul Transformation Talisman. How could he not be shocked? He also had a clearer understanding of the magical powers of this Senior Nie.

"Take out the thing that records the method of refining the Soul Transformation Talisman. After confirming that the thing is authentic, you can state your conditions." Nie Zhaonan ordered without being polite.

"Thank you, senior!" The old man surnamed Wen expressed his gratitude again. The thing was right in front of him and he could get it without paying any price. And this senior Nie still had an attitude of fair trade, which made him feel relieved.

His choice this time was not wrong!
This Senior Nie is truly the one with the most noble character in the world of immortal cultivation!
Thinking this in his mind, the old man surnamed Wen turned around without hesitation, his palm flashed with light, and he slapped the table. Then, with lightning speed, he retracted his palm.

After the light faded, a wooden sign appeared in his hand, and the wooden table was still intact.

Nie Zhaonan's eyes flashing with blue light could see clearly that the old man surnamed Wen actually mastered the wood escape technique. He easily merged his hand into the table and took out the wooden sign inside.

This actually surprised him a little. He had mastered the Wood Escape Technique at the Jindan stage. Apart from anything else, the only Jindan cultivator of the Tianfu Sect was extremely powerful in comprehending the wood-attributed techniques.

Afterwards, the old man surnamed Wen handed the wooden sign to Nie Zhaonan without even looking at it: "Senior, please take a look."

"Yeah." Nie Zhaonan's expression remained unchanged and he reached out to take it.

Taking a closer look, I saw that the wooden sign was only about a foot in size, completely black, and had nothing special about it.

But there were words engraved on it that were several centimeters smaller than an ant. They were mysterious and densely packed. At a glance, there were at least two thousand of them. Nie Zhaonan's eyes lit up and he began to comprehend them silently.

Although he had not learned the art of talisman making since the foundation-building period, his current knowledge was enough to make up for it, and he could easily judge the authenticity of the wooden plaque.

While Nie Zhaonan was comprehending the method of refining the spirit-transforming talisman on the wooden plaque, the old man surnamed Wen was confused in his mind: "What kind of conditions should I propose?"

"Request Senior Nie to serve as a guest elder of our Tianfu Sect?" Soon, an idea flashed in his mind.

After a moment of deep thought, the old man surnamed Wen frowned, forming ravines on his forehead:

"No, no. With Senior Nie's strength, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a God-transforming ancestor. You want Senior Nie to be a guest elder of our Tianfu Sect by paying for a method of refining a spiritual talisman. The spiritual talisman is obviously not that valuable. Even if he is a nominal guest elder, the value of the two is completely unequal. It would be bad if you leave Senior Nie with the impression that he is greedy."

"Request a few ancient treasures?" The old man surnamed Wen quickly rejected the idea. "Ancient treasures are a great help to me, but they are of little significance to the entire Tianfu Sect."

After a full quarter of an hour, Nie Zhaonan withdrew his gaze from the wooden sign, exhaled slightly, and said lightly: "The method of refining the soul-transforming talisman is quite mysterious, it is indeed true."

After a pause, Nie Zhaonan looked at the troubled old man surnamed Wen and asked, "Have you thought of the terms?"

The old man surnamed Wen was slightly startled, as if he had just come back to his senses from deep thought. He rolled his eyes, bowed and said, "Please forgive me, senior. I am stupid and have not thought of the terms yet. Please make the decision, senior."

On the one hand, as one of the three great spiritual talismans of the Tianfu Sect, it was difficult for him to estimate the value of the method of refining this talisman.

On the other hand, he didn't know what treasures Senior Nie had in his hands, or what treasures he was willing to exchange.

In this case, it would be better to just ask Senior Nie to make the decision. This senior has such a great reputation in Dajin, he should not let him suffer any loss.

Nie Zhaonan was also a man of great experience, so he naturally guessed most of what the old man surnamed Wen was thinking, but he didn't care and smiled slightly.

"I see that your cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of Jindan, and your magic power is more refined than that of the cultivators of the same level. It seems that the technique you practice is not weak either."

The old man surnamed Wen was shocked. He clearly did not feel any strangeness of spiritual consciousness invading his body, but he was able to see the cultivation method of this senior Nie exactly.

The technique he practiced was an ancient martial art that had been passed down by the Tianfu Sect tens of thousands of years ago. It was extremely powerful. With his current cultivation level at the peak of the middle stage of the Jindan realm, he could hold his own even against ordinary false infant cultivators.

Not paying attention to the slightly changed expression of the old man surnamed Wen, Nie Zhaonan paused before continuing slowly:

"How about this, I will give you some elixirs that can help you break through the current bottleneck and reach the false infant realm. I will also give you a elixir for forming an infant. After you take the elixir, the success rate of forming an infant will be as high as 60%. How do you think?"

The value of the elixir mentioned by Nie Zhaonan, just by rough calculation, is no less than one million spirit stones, and they are all hard to come by and at a high price.

The old man surnamed Wen was tempted, but he thought of something and said hesitantly: "The conditions given by the senior are extremely generous. I should accept them, but my life span is running out, so I am afraid that there is not much hope for me to advance to the Nascent Soul stage."

Suddenly, Nie Zhaonan's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the old man surnamed Wen. He understood something and said:
"Oh, I saw earlier that you had a strong life force, and you probably still have more than 200 years to live, but this is obviously because of the special cultivation method you practice. In fact, you are already over 400 years old. The life span of an ordinary Jindan cultivator is no more than 500 years, but you have an extra 100 years."

The old man surnamed Wen was greatly shocked. The Senior Nie in front of him really had great magical powers. He only had a rough idea of ​​his own lifespan. He estimated that he could live several decades longer than the cultivators of the same level.

He could only make a rough inference based on his own practice.

How could anyone be like this senior, who could know it so clearly just by looking at it, even clearer than he himself knew.

"Senior, you have a keen eye!" After flattering him, the old man surnamed Wen changed the subject and said:

"Although I have a longer lifespan than other cultivators of the same level, four hundred years is a real time. It consumes a lot of my body and vitality, so I look so old now. It will be more difficult to improve my cultivation level accordingly."

"Your body and vitality are not at their peak. I can see that." Nie Zhaonan nodded. "How about this? I will give you a longevity pill to help you recover to your peak. What do you think?"

"Thank you, senior! Now I have nothing to worry about! Please make a copy of the method of refining the Soul Transformation Talisman and leave it in my Tianfu Sect." The old man surnamed Wen bowed and said.

Of course he had heard of the name of the Longevity Pill. This pill was made with Longevity Fruit as the main ingredient. It was an elixir that could prolong one's life. Taking one pill could grant one eighty years of longevity. Its value was immeasurable and it was the dream of all cultivators. After all, in this human world, everyone would end their life one day.

"Okay." Nie Zhaonan agreed without any objection.

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and several jade bottles of different sizes and colors, more than twenty bottles in total, slowly flew out of his sleeves. After doing this, Nie Zhaonan did not hesitate, and flipped his hand, and a green wooden tablet appeared in his hand. He used his spiritual consciousness as a knife to engrave words on it, which were surprisingly the method of refining the soul-transforming talisman.

At this time, the old man surnamed Wen was already looking at the jade bottle in front of him, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes.

The largest number of them were white jade bottles, totaling sixteen.

He opened one and carefully poured out a pill in his palm. The pill was round and crystal clear without a trace of impurities, and exuded a rich pill fragrance.

Feeling the strong medicinal power of the pill, the old man surnamed Wen's face changed drastically. This turned out to be an elixir that could increase the magic power of cultivators in the late stage of Jindan, and it was an extremely effective one.

He has the talent of dual spiritual roots. According to his estimation, he only needs to refine eleven or twelve bottles of this elixir to successfully advance his magic power to the false infant realm. This senior Nie obviously gave more than he said.

The old man surnamed Wen felt more and more grateful.

After putting the pill in his hand back into the jade bottle and sealing it, he opened another pitch-black jade bottle and poured out the pills in the same way as before.

There is only one pill in this jade bottle. The pill is as white as jade and is surrounded by a layer of mist.

"Spirit-Setting Pill!" The old man surnamed Wen was horrified, but he tried hard not to scream out.

Unable to conceal his joy, the old man surnamed Wen quickly resealed the Dingling Pill and looked at a light green jade bottle. He also opened it.

“Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng Pill!”

The Tianfu Sect is a sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Although it is now in great decline, it still has some heritage and there are many records of magical medicines and elixirs.

As the only Jindan-stage cultivator in Tianfu Sect, the old man surnamed Wen had naturally read all the classics in the sect, so he easily recognized these two kinds of holy medicines for forming an infant.

The Dingling Pill can help cultivators concentrate and calm their spirit. After taking this pill, the inner demons when condensing the Nascent Soul will be broken without any attack.

The Nine-bend Ginseng Pill is an elixir made with the Nine-bend Ginseng, a spiritual object from heaven and earth, as its main ingredient. It can increase the success rate of condensing the Nascent Soul by 30%.

At this time, the old man surnamed Wen completely understood why Senior Nie was 60% sure that he could advance to the Nascent Soul stage. Now that he had two elixirs in his hands, he no longer had any doubts.

Soon, he checked the last two jade bottles again. One of them was indeed the longevity pill, and the other was a pill that was just right for him to break through the bottleneck.

With excitement, the old man surnamed Wen collected all the jade bottles floating in front of him. His future was already very bright, and the Tianfu Sect was about to regain some of its former glory in his hands.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan also threw the engraved green wooden plaque in his hand to the old man surnamed Wen.

Reaching out to take the wooden sign and putting it away, the old man surnamed Wen said respectfully:

"Senior, you can come and go freely in the attic of the main hall on the top of the peak. There are many talisman books in the Sutra Library of our Tianfu Sect, and you can check them at any time. If you have any instructions, you can also let me know at any time."

Nie Zhaonan nodded with satisfaction: "That's thoughtful."

"This is what the younger generation should do." The old man surnamed Wen bowed and was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Nie Ying's pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the hall: "Wait."

The old man surnamed Wen quickly turned to the side where the voice came from and lowered his head slightly: "What do you want, fairy?"

His voice was equally respectful, not daring to show the slightest hint of disrespect.

After all, this fairy is not only Senior Nie's Taoist companion, but also a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator. No matter what her identity is, she is not someone that a mere Jindan cultivator like him can offend.

"Do you know Wood Release Technique?" Nie Ying asked softly. There was no need to hide her purpose. She was very straightforward.

Chen Qiaoqian also looked at the old man surnamed Wen, then looked at the intact table top, with curiosity and doubt in her eyes.

Even though the three sisters who practiced the Qingyuan Sword Technique and were Nascent Soul cultivators did not know the Wood Escape Technique, the old man named Wen in front of her, who was only at the Jindan stage, was able to master this escape technique. How could she not feel strange?

The Five Elements Escape Technique is a great magical power that most Nascent Soul cultivators cannot master.

The old man surnamed Wen did not hide anything and said calmly, "When I took out the wooden sign, I indeed performed the Wood Escape Technique. However, I have not yet mastered this magical power. After more than two hundred years of meditation, I can only hide and retrieve objects from the wood. I cannot escape into the tree, let alone freely shuttle through the wood."

After all, he had only just mastered the basics of Wood Release Technique at this time. However, with his Jindan level of cultivation, being able to achieve this level was already an incredible thing.

And by completely hiding oneself into a tree, one can merge oneself with the tree completely, thereby concealing one's own aura, making it impossible for cultivators of the same level to detect one, and thus being said to have mastered the Wood Release Technique.

As for using the Wood Release Technique to shuttle through the forest with the help of trees, it was a manifestation of the mastery of the Wood Release Technique. At this time, relying on the Wood Release Technique, the speed of the monk in the forest can be said to be extremely fast, and he can change direction at any time, which is extremely flexible. It is not difficult to escape from the pursuit of monks with higher cultivation than himself.

"Fellow Daoist, are you willing to trade the method of practicing Wood Release Technique?" Nie Ying thought for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist has already traded with my husband before, so you should know that I will definitely not let you suffer any loss."

"This..." The old man surnamed Wen looked hesitant.

"What's the difficulty?" Chen Qiaoqian asked.

Seeing another fairy speak, the old man surnamed Wen had no time to think about it and could only tell the truth:

"It's not that there is any difficulty. It's just that the method of practicing the Wood Release Technique is not mine. I exchanged it from a fellow Taoist. During the transaction, I promised that I would never pass it on to others."

(End of this chapter)