Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 569 Dao Struggle
Ji An was quite familiar with Phoenix Perching Tree. This spiritual plant was not a precious plant, but there were rumors that the Divine Tree Sect had cultivated a third-grade superior Phoenix Perching Tree.

The goal is to plant spirit seeds in the gourd world and eventually cultivate them into top-grade third-tier spirit trees.

He felt that this small goal was not excessive, and with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Root Gathering Tree, he had the confidence to achieve it!
Wan Jinrong looked down and saw one cup of wine as red as flowing lava, and the other as a deep pool in a green mountain valley.

As a weapon refiner, he preferred fire-elemental spirit wine, so he first picked up the green leaf wine and took a small sip.

Save the best for last; that way you'll experience more happiness.

As the wine enters the throat, the taste buds experience the unique fragrance of the medicinal herbs, a refreshing aroma like ocean waves gently lapping against the lips and teeth.

He swallowed slowly, a lingering aftertaste still lingering in his mouth, and the surfaces of the Wood and Fire Divine Palaces suddenly shone brightly.

"It's delicious. This is the first time I've tasted this quality of Wood Spirit Wine. I feel my magical power has become more active."

With that, Wan Jinrong downed the spirit wine in one gulp and then let out a long, satisfying sigh.

He closed his eyes slightly and savored the moment, then picked up the pine nut wine with both hands, his face devout like that of a pilgrim.

Similarly, one first takes a small sip to familiarize oneself with the taste and spiritual energy contained within the wine, and the taste buds feel an explosive fragrance spreading, while the rich fire elemental energy rushes straight to the head.

"Enough!"

He gave a praise, tilted his head back and drank the full glass of wine, feeling the wine travel through his throat and esophagus to his stomach. The two kinds of spirit wine, wood and fire, met and sparked a unique kind of magic.

Looking at the other person's blissful expression, Ji An asked:

Which type of wine do you prefer, fellow Daoist?

Wan Jinrong's eyes were burning with excitement. "Drinking green leaf wine first, then pine nut wine, that's the best way to experience it!"

Finally, he sighed, "It turns out I was drinking the wrong way before; I didn't realize how I feel now."

"Haha," Ji An laughed loudly. It really is the adult world; people want everything without making choices.

"Then drink to your heart's content, don't be shy, I have plenty of spirit wine with me."

Wan Jinrong lowered his gaze and said jokingly:
"Third-tier spirit wine must be very precious in the Western Continent, right? Did you perhaps empty out the sect's entire stock, fellow Daoist?"

He wasn't very clear about the situation in Xizhou, but he had heard that third-tier spiritual plant resources were not abundant, and a sect would probably not be willing to use a large amount of precious resources to brew wine.

These resources, when refined into elixirs, can exert a greater effect.

Ji An smiled and shook his head. "Pretty much. I made some contributions to the sect. When I left, the sect leader gave me a lot of spirit wine and tea, which is why I was able to maintain my current life."

Thinking about this, he realized that his current approach was somewhat flawed and that he should plant some tea and fruit trees in the spiritual field.

Once the spiritual plants are cultivated, his tea and spiritual fruits will have a source, which can be used as a cover.

In addition, although the spirit fruit tree cannot be taken with you when you leave, it can be sold to the Immortal City at a discount. This can be considered a valuable asset, and the Immortal City should be happy to accept it.

If the Immortal City makes things difficult and refuses to buy it, he can simply cut down the spirit tree. He doesn't care about the loss; he can recover some costs by selling the spirit materials.

Wan Jinrong said solemnly, "To receive such full assistance from the sect, your contribution must be related to the rise and fall of the sect."

"I guess so. I've cultivated a few third-tier spiritual plants."

"Ah, this is true heritage! Giving them more good things is understandable."

Wan Jinrong praised him, saying that even if he were to break through to the Golden Core stage, his lifespan would only be a thousand years.

Second-grade top-quality spirit wood can live for more than two thousand years, while third-grade low-quality spirit wood can normally live for four or five thousand years.

This is also an important reason why large forces can withstand more storms; the continuous output of high-level resources gives them more confidence.

Unless faced with major events such as the depletion of spiritual veins or the calamity of true demons, large forces can always stand firm.

Ji An poured wine for the two of them and changed the subject, asking:

"Have you been staying in the Immortal City lately, fellow Daoist? How are you doing?"

A moment of sadness flickered in Wan Jinrong's eyes as he thought of the fellow cultivators who had perished during the search mission.

On the day his squad was attacked by the demon, three other squads were also attacked, two of which were completely wiped out.

The squad leaders are all Golden Core cultivators, and Golden Core cultivators are the backbone of various forces. Although these forces are large and powerful, they are unwilling to suffer such losses.

The search mission has now been cancelled, and we await the results of the discussions among the True Lords.

"I was on a mission recently and just returned to Immortal City."

Wan Jinrong said dismissively that if news of the impending True Demon Tribulation were to spread, the situation in Central Continent would likely become turbulent.

In addition, the fierce battle between the sea beasts and human cultivators in the East China Sea continues for hundreds of years. The two sides have reached a point of intense conflict, and it is said that a thick layer of blood is floating on the vast sea.

Many cultivators from the Central Continent rushed to the East Sea battlefield; they were among the most capable fighters of their level.

He changed the subject, saying:
"Fellow Daoist, you've purchased the Immovable King Technique. When do you plan to begin practicing it?"

"I have already started cultivating. I have practiced body-refining techniques before, and I feel that those techniques are in the same lineage as the Immovable King Technique."

Judging from the concept and logic of the technique, this is indeed a Nascent Soul cultivation technique.

"It's strange that such a cultivation technique, originating from a distant continent, has been passed down here. I find it hard to understand."

Wan Jinrong smiled and said:

"I know a little about this situation. I've heard our ancestor mention it. Our world has two continents, and countless islands are scattered across the boundless ocean like stars in the night sky. We are on the Eastern Continent, while the Buddhist cultivators are on the Western Continent."

There has always been contact between the high-level officials of the two continents. There was once a Buddhist monk at the Nascent Soul level who wanted to come to our continent to preach.

Initially, they only preached to mortals, advocating the cultivation of the afterlife, which the True Lords did not care about.

We only believe in this life. Even though True Lords can reincarnate and cultivate again, many True Lords believe that it is no longer their true selves and would rather choose to pass away peacefully.

Later, it was discovered that the Buddhist practitioners' methods were indeed quite advanced, and many ordinary people who practiced them daily actually entered the realm of spiritual cultivation.

This was originally a good thing, but these people are actually asking more people to convert.

Choosing which path to follow is a personal matter. The True Lords will not interfere with how one chooses to cultivate, nor will they force others to follow suit. Heh, that's what a battle of the Dao looks like.

The conflict between the Dao is a fundamental clash of ideas, where only life and death matter, not right or wrong.

Then, all the Buddhist monks were expelled, and relations between the East and West continents did not improve for many years.

These people were undeterred and spread out numerous cultivation techniques, including many at the Nascent Soul level.

He talked a lot in one breath, picked up his wine glass and drank two glasses to the brim, then poured himself a full glass.

Ji An felt a chill run down his spine. The other party's words, "The struggle for the Dao is only about life and death, not about right or wrong," concealed countless bloody battles.

He slowly exhaled, "So, the cultivation technique I bought with a lot of pills was something someone else picked up?!"

The third-grade spirit wine had a strong aftereffect; although he had only drunk four cups, Wan Jinrong was already slightly tipsy.

"Although I want to reassure you that it's not true, the truth is probably that it is."

He lowered his voice and said, "The body-refining part of the Buddhist cultivation method is quite good, but don't practice the others."

The ancestor once warned him that the practices of Buddhist monks should have some secret parts, such as visualizing 'others' entering one's body, which seemed to be an improper way of doing things.

Ji An nodded, "Thank you for letting me know, that's what I was thinking too."

Fellow Daoist, don't just focus on drinking; you'll get drunk easily that way. Try these Pearl Blood Rice Osmanthus Cakes, made with third-grade honey. I guarantee you'll never forget them!

The two hit it off immediately, clinking glasses and chatting away until dusk.

The setting sun casts a long shadow on the ancient dragonwood tree outside the window.

Wan Jinrong sat down cross-legged and circulated his cultivation technique to refine the spiritual wine, regaining his clarity from the intoxicated state.

"readily!"

He clapped his hands, stood up, and said:

"Fellow Daoist is also a talisman maker. May I ask what kind of talismans you usually draw?"

Ji Anlue scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, "I don't have a good lineage. Currently, I only take on missions at the association and can only draw third-tier spirit-stabilizing talismans and second-tier spirit-purifying talismans."

He figured the other party might want to buy a batch of talismans, but only the Mind-Stabilizing Talisman was worth offering.

To his surprise, Wan Jinrong's expression was actually somewhat delighted.

"I wonder what grade of mind-stabilizing and mind-purifying talismans you can draw, fellow Daoist?"

"They are all top-quality."

“Very good. Do you sell these two types of talismans, fellow Daoist? I would like to buy some for my own use.”

Wan Jinrong understood how the situation would develop and that these two types of talismans would become some of the most consumed items in the future.

Seeing a single leaf fall, one knows that autumn has arrived. Ji An became alert. Some time ago, the Merchant Alliance sent out a large number of disciples to carry out missions, and used a lot of Cleansing Talismans.

In addition, he also refined several batches of Vajra Pills, all of which have the effect of purifying demonic energy.

The other party was also on a mission abroad, and it seemed they knew some inside information.

He paused for a moment, then said softly:
"I don't have many left. I can spare two Mind-Stabilizing Talismans and only one hundred Mind-Purifying Talismans."

A while ago, due to the urgent tasks of the Merchant Alliance, the materials for these two talismans were no longer available on the market.

In order to gain more contribution points, he handed over all the talismans he had drawn. The ones he took out now were his stock from when he was in Xizhou.

The world of gourds has the Bodhi tree as its main ingredient, but no related auxiliary medicinal herbs.

Judging from the current situation, he would be better off planting a batch of materials in the small world.

"That's enough. I'll take them all. What's the price?"

"The Certification Association buys top-grade mind-stabilizing talismans for five top-grade spirit stones and purifying talismans for three hundred spirit stones each."

Let's trade at this price: ten high-grade spirit stones and thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Ji An quoted a very honest price; if it weren't for his strong talisman-making skills, the profit margin wouldn't be high.

“Those are thirteen high-grade spirit stones. I got a great deal,” Wan Jinrong said, taking out the spirit stones and placing them on the table.

If you want to exchange a low-grade spirit stone for a high-grade spirit stone, you have to pay an exchange fee, which he simply erased.

(End of this chapter)