Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 854 Mysterious Frost Crystal Rice
Ji An had never obtained third-tier spirit rice, so the flaws the other party mentioned were nothing to him.

A spiritual plant that has not been cultivated by a cultivator can only grow wildly, and it is normal for it to have low yield and poor taste.

The growth of Lingmi in the wild depends on the weather; the most important thing is to survive tenaciously before it can reproduce.

Master Shengyang, with a slight hint of embarrassment on his face, said:

"Spirit Rice is an aquatic plant, but it doesn't have a name yet."

He put away the jade bottle that the True Lord had handed him, and took out the jade bottle containing the spirit rice seeds. He was glad that he had brought the spirit seeds because he thought they were rare, otherwise it would have been embarrassing to be rejected as a gift.

Ji An took the jade bottle, opened it, and poured out a dozen or so shriveled spirit rice grains, each about the length of a first-order finger bone. They were grayish in color and not round at all.

It feels slightly cool to the touch, and it looks somewhat like black rice, but the color isn't pure enough. Overall, it's of very poor quality.

He sensed it and confirmed that it was indeed a low-grade third-tier water-based spiritual plant; his divine sense could feel its refreshing coolness.

It has a higher spiritual energy content than pearl blood rice, but only by a limited amount, after all, its appearance is too poor.

The True Man Shengyang, standing nearby, explained:

“Our family’s spirit farmers are only at the Chaoyuan stage. After more than three hundred years of cultivation, we have only harvested ten batches. It will be a long and arduous task to cultivate spirit seeds of good quality.”

Back then, when cultivating the seeds, we chose ten acres of third-grade low-level spiritual fields. We heard from the spiritual farmers that it was impossible to cultivate suitable seeds without dozens of generations of reproduction.

The thought that it would take thousands of years to cultivate a third-tier spirit rice with good yield and taste made him feel dizzy, as if a Golden Core cultivator could not see the possibility of success in his entire life.

"This is a very nice gift, I'll accept it."

Ji An put the seeds into a jade bottle and stored them in the Void Stone, then patted his chest and continued:

"I am honored to have you here, Your Excellency. I come from the Golden Spirit Sect of the Western Continent. In the future, our sect will have merchant ships traveling between us. I look forward to cooperating with your family."

By the way, I haven't yet asked where your family is currently staying.

The other party is a family with a late-stage Golden Core cultivator in charge. Before the sect rose to prominence, their overall strength should have been greater than that of the sect.

Although such families were affected by the True Demon Tribulation, as long as the high-level cultivators survived, maintaining the Golden Core family would not be a problem a hundred years later.

The sect needs to establish cooperation with the relatively weak local powers in the Central Continent in order to expand its influence.

Given time, the Western Continent will inevitably be dominated by the Golden Spirit Sect, and its influence will extend to the Central Continent, thus allowing it to take center stage on the Eastern Continent.

"In response to your question, True Lord, our Lu clan has re-established our ancestral home at Cuiping Mountain, two thousand miles southwest of this place. I wonder if there is an opportunity to invite you to stay here?"

Master Shengyang was slightly disappointed. He had never heard of this True Monarch before and thought he was a True Monarch born from a minor sect. He never expected that he was a cultivator from the Western Continent.

In that case, once the other party returns to Xizhou, even if the two sides have established a relationship, it will be difficult to leverage their influence.

"I've been busy these past few years, let's talk about it later."

Ji An declined, but took out a cyan jade tablet and used his fire element magic to inscribe the three characters 'Crimson Flame Peak' on it. He then secretly inscribed the tiny golden characters 'Mysterious Purity' in the lower right corner of the jade tablet.

After doing all this, he activated the alchemical fire to imbue the jade tablet with magical restrictions, creating a simple first-grade high-quality magic artifact.

"I'm giving this to you, fellow Daoist. In the future, the Golden Spirit Sect will take over a shop in the Immortal City of the Cloud Sea Merchant Alliance. You can exchange this for a high-quality Golden Core there."

For most spirit farmers, obtaining wild spirit seeds and cultivating them into profitable seeds takes a long time and requires the efforts of several generations of cultivators.

But for Ji An, who possesses the Calabash World and the Gathering Yuan Tree, this process can be greatly shortened.

Master Shengyang accepted the jade tablet with both hands honestly, saying, "Thank you for your generous gift, True Lord."

Exchanging a few seeds for a high-quality Golden Core pill—that's a viable business! This indirectly demonstrates the power of the sect to which the True Monarch belongs.

He certainly wouldn't think the other person was lying, because there was no need to.

He was very curious, because in his knowledge, the Western Continent region occupied by human cultivators was very barren, and the best spiritual veins were only of the third-grade lower level.

Unexpectedly, after experiencing the Tribulation of the True Demon, a sect with Nascent Soul cultivators would emerge in the Western Continent.

Master Shengyang put the jade tablet into the Cave Void Stone and laughed:
"If I have the opportunity, I will definitely visit your clan in the Western Continent."

He wanted to go and see what miraculous changes had occurred in the Western Continent.

"welcome."

After the alternation of Yin and Yang, Ji An's silver hair turned black again, and the crescent moon on his forehead gradually disappeared.

Auspicious five-colored clouds landed at the entrance of the cave. He made a hand seal to open the magic barrier and stepped inside. He then calmly took out the gourd stone and probed it with his divine sense in the quiet room.

His figure vanished, and the gourd-shaped stone floated in the void, radiating a warm, spiritual light. The brilliance on the stone's surface reflected on the rock wall, revealing a magical animated image.

As the sun sets, the moon rises, and the stars twinkle, fish frolic with their tails, birds spread their wings, and faint sounds drift out—the chirping of birds, echoing through the air, as if one were in a secluded valley.

After Ji An entered the small world, several Five Directions Flag spiritual treasures flew out of his dantian and into their respective spiritual fields.

The first thing he did was to take out the obtained spirit seeds, feel the vitality of each seed, and then select the three spirit seeds with the strongest vitality.

"The color is a bit off. I hope that in the future we can grow round and plump spirit rice. Let's call it Xuan Shuang Crystal Rice."

He manipulated the Withering and Flourishing Technique to plunder the life force of the weak seed, and a ball of pale black spiritual light gathered in his palm, from which the sound of flowing water could be faintly heard, like a babbling brook in the mountains.

Although the quality of the rice was poor, it was still a third-grade rice, so this unusual phenomenon was understandable.

Ji An threw the spiritual seed into the ball of light, causing the water elemental power to vibrate. The Ren-Gui water elemental seed in the Water Elemental Divine Palace emitted a profound spiritual light.

The life force that had been plundered gradually merged into the spirit seed, and the shriveled seed became slightly plumper and its color regained its luster.

Five-colored auspicious clouds rose from beneath his feet, and Ji An rode the clouds to the black spiritual field, landing by the pond.

Nearby, lotus leaves with golden patterns, as large as millstones, sway gently in the breeze, as if nodding in greeting.

He carefully buried the spirit seed in the soil about four fingers deep, spaced a foot apart to form an equilateral triangle, and then pinched the dragon to make all things grow.

The magical power within his body surged and roared like a mighty river in his immortal veins. The water and wood elements shone brightly, and the Xuanwu flew out of the pool, resonating with his magical power, making the water element spiritual energy nearby even more concentrated.

Ji An precisely controlled the output of his magic power, and a cloud the size of a millstone rolled around, with lightning flashing within it.

Miniature black and green dragons, each the size of a palm, tumbled in the clouds. The burgeoning divine will and the water-based divine will that blesses the world blended together perfectly, inseparable from each other.

Large, glistening raindrops and equally sized blue specks of light fell, and seedlings of green sprouted from the soil, their leaves adorned with black stripes, their shapes resembling winding rivers on the ground. Moments later, the clouds dispersed and the mist lifted, revealing the seedlings to have grown to a foot and a half tall, their color a deep, luminous sheen.

"Your good fortune has arrived."

Ji An nodded with satisfaction. The environment of the small world was unique, which was true for any spiritual plant.

It's unknown how long it will take for a new batch to mature. Only by continuously selecting vigorous spiritual seeds and cultivating them generation after generation can we obtain varieties with superior genes.

He felt that there were two reasons why Sheng Yang Zhenren's family could not cultivate good varieties: first, the quality of the spiritual fields was too low, and second, the spiritual farmers' abilities were insufficient.

The treatment that the spiritual plants receive upon arriving in the gourd world is elevated to a higher level. They are provided with a fourth-grade, second-rank spiritual field, a Nascent Soul sixth-level cultivator capable of releasing a perfect planting spell, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root Gathering Tree. The external conditions are already at their maximum.

He felt that, looking at the entire cultivation world, there weren't many places with growth conditions like a small world, and the only drawback was that the spiritual veins here weren't of a high enough grade.

In the days that followed, Ji An lived a very peaceful, even uneventful, life.

This area is vast. During the day, he uses magic to purify the demonic veins, and at night he cultivates his skills, practices the Thread-Pulling Incantation, or contemplates the details of the Moon Palace.

Time flows like a rushing river, never to return. Sun rises and moon sets, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Ji An sat cross-legged atop the low mountain, breathing in and out the moonlight and dew, while a dark yellow auspicious cloud appeared in the sky above his head.

Immediately afterwards, illusory flowers like five-colored blossoms fell down, and celestial music played in the heavens, ethereal and dreamlike, making one feel lighter upon hearing it.

"Haha, I've finally accomplished my mission!"

Ji An smiled as he plucked a flower. The illusory flower lingered on his finger for a moment as if it were a real object before dissipating into the air, like scattering crystalline "spiritual sand."

This strange phenomenon lasted for more than half a month, and soon all the forces within a radius of several thousand miles knew that something big had happened here.

When Master Shengyang arrived at the land that had nurtured him, he felt the pure spiritual energy surging once again from the ground, and his eyes sparkled with clear, watery light.

He thought this land would never return to what it was before, but he didn't expect that such severe pollution would be cleaned up so quickly.

He rode the clouds upwards and arrived beside Ji An, cupping his hands in greeting:

"Congratulations, True Lord, your wish has been fulfilled. Such a good deed has moved Heaven and Earth, so Heaven and Earth have bestowed their blessings upon you."

At this moment, another stream of primordial yellow energy descended, disappearing instantly when it reached three feet above Ji An's head, having already entered the Guanghan Palace.

He watched as the black aura in the last patch of land dissipated, nodded with a hint of satisfaction, and said:
"The demonic vein has been completely purified, and the spiritual vein has reappeared. It is actually a mid-grade first-order vein. The situation here is better than I expected."

You can arrange for your people to migrate here and multiply, and this land will surely prosper again.

“I will make arrangements as soon as I return to Cuiping Mountain, so that most of the ordinary people can transport it here.”

Master Shengyang's eyes were filled with joy. Relocating mortals and clansmen with ordinary aptitudes at the Foundation Establishment stage and below would not only strengthen the clan but also gradually improve the quality of the spiritual veins.

From now on, the Lu family will own two territories, a good thing that they wouldn't have dared to dream of before the True Demon Calamity broke out.

Ji An nodded slightly. "The demonic vein has been purified, and it is time for me to leave. We shall meet again someday."

After saying that, he urged the auspicious five-colored clouds to fly to the location of the cave, put away the array plate and array flag, and flew eastward.

Although he had not left Diancui Mountain in the past two years, he was well-informed and had already planned his route.

Two hours later, Ji An stopped at a mountain ridge shrouded in black mist; this was Yan Hui Ridge.

The mountain range spans eight hundred li in circumference, and is much smaller than Yuanhe Mountain. It is the closest demonic vein to Diancui Mountain.

The scenery here is similar to that of Diancui Mountain a few years ago, both having a distorted and dilapidated feel.

He had a basic understanding of the situation within a radius of 20,000 li, and there were no demonic veins with a larger area.

Research has shown that the stronger the spiritual vein, the less likely it is to form a demonic vein even if it is deliberately corrupted by a true demon; at most, its grade will drop significantly.

The self-purification ability of spiritual veins is still very strong. After the True Demon Tribulation ends, most spiritual veins that have not been completely demonized can slowly purify themselves of the pollution, but the price is somewhat heavy.

The spiritual vein of Yan Hui Ling is a third-grade low-level vein, and its area should theoretically be larger than that of Yuan He Shan. The fact that its area is so small can only mean two things.

Either the forces that originally occupied this place set up a sealing formation, or the special ley lines formed a natural seal.

However, neither situation would affect Ji An. The spiritual vein area was small, so the amount of Xuanhuang merit energy obtained after purification would be much less. But he didn't have a strong need for merit energy now; enough was fine.

The merit gained from purifying the Diancui Mountain area is more than three times that of before, which is more than enough to refine six batches of Wuhua Pills.

Ji An summoned the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner and the Lidi Flame Banner, and in turn activated the Li Huo Burning Heaven and Hou De Yan Ling Incantation to begin a new round of purification.

After a busy day, Ji An dug a simple cave about a hundred miles north of Yan Hui Ridge, set up an array, and entered the small world.

Since his entry and exit times into the small world are now very stable, Ayun had already prepared spiritual tea.

He picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, only to find the taste bland. After finishing a pot of spiritual tea, he let out a long sigh.

Although he already had two Lightning-Struck Wood Ghost Moon Jade Trees in his small world, it was far from enough to meet his current needs.

Ayun lit a stick of incense, and wisps of green smoke rose from the incense burner. This incense did not contain any leaves from the Soul-Nourishing Wood because there weren't enough leaves.

The higher the grade of the spirit wood, the lower the efficiency of resource production; this is an unavoidable problem.

This incense is made from powder ground from golden sandalwood branches. It does not nourish the soul, but it is quite effective in restoring consciousness.

Once more seeds of golden sandalwood are obtained and planted, the heartwood can be used in a luxurious way, as it has a slight effect of nourishing the soul.

However, that would take at least several decades; it's too late to solve an immediate problem.

After resting for a while, Ji An sat cross-legged under the tree and began to circulate the Five Elements Wheel.

The spiritual energy and the five elements converged, forming a vortex in a short time, like a tornado connecting heaven and earth.

The spiritual energy is inhaled through the mouth and nose, flows rapidly through the immortal veins, and transforms into spiritual liquid before reaching the Water God's Palace.

The veins on the surface of the Five Elements Divine Palace shimmered with alternating light and shadow, and each Dao seed also radiated its own brilliance, like bright stars in a silent night.

The Earth element of the Wu-Ji type shines the brightest, exceeding the brightness of other types, and occasionally even flashes of lightning, a phenomenon that has never occurred before.

After being refined by the Five Elements Divine Palace, the spiritual liquid condensed into golden magical crystals. A small portion flowed into the lower dantian to nourish the primordial fire and the stone tortoise, while the majority was devoured by the nascent soul in the Guanghan Palace.

(End of this chapter)