Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 932 Successive Ascensions
In the gourd world, Ji An looked at the handful of green jade wheat in his hand, a smile playing on his lips.

After more than eighty years, they finally cultivated a fourth-grade low-quality spirit wheat, and now they can trade with the Divine Wood Sect.

However, only a few dozen jade wheat plants in these thirty-odd acres of spirit fields have reached the fourth rank, so we can only wait and plant them for another season until we can confirm that the spirit seeds can be stably cultivated to the fourth rank.

He was in a very good mood and said to A-Yun beside him:
"Prepare some food and drinks; I'd like to have a few drinks."

Ayun lowered her head, releasing a mental connection:
"Yes, sir. Prepare immediately."

She remains the most intelligent of all the puppets, and she has discovered that the more contact she has with her master, the easier it is to cultivate her mind. Therefore, she consciously avoids her master from contacting other puppets.

Therefore, she learned to read people's minds.

Ji An flew to the center of the lava lake. In recent years, the area of ​​the island in the center of the lake has been getting bigger and bigger, and now it has reached about seven or eight acres.

Not only is the area expanding, but the height of the island is also constantly increasing.

Every few years, the puppets would cover themselves with a layer of red sand, and now the red sand was getting thicker and thicker, reaching more than seven feet.

The fallen leaves of the hibiscus tree were buried in the red sand, which mixed with the ash of many fire-elemental spiritual plants, forming a layer of fertile soil.

A fire phoenix the size of a fist poked its head out from among the branches and leaves, let out two ingratiating chirps, and used its claws to part the leaves, revealing a bunch of golden mulberries.

It used its sharp claws to cut open the connection between the mulberry and the spirit wood, then picked it up with its mouth and brought it over.

Ji An smiled and reached out to catch it. Fortunately, this transformed magical treasure did not have the concept of 'eating', otherwise the entire small world would probably be in chaos.

The aroma of mulberries is very faint; only when you eat them will a rich fragrance burst in your mouth.

"Thank you. Let me know when new mulberries ripen."

He reached out and stroked the phoenix's head and back, his eyes full of affection.

With the first top-grade fourth-tier mulberry in hand, once he consumes all these spiritual fruits, his cultivation level will increase significantly.

During consumption, it also enhances the body's energy, making mulberries seem to provide a greater boost than five-colored flowers.

The Five-Colored Flower Pill, refined from five-colored flowers, contains the highest spiritual energy and soul power among pills of the same grade, and also has a slight nourishing effect on the Five Elements Divine Palace.

In terms of improving cultivation level, the Five-Flower Pill is superior.

The fire phoenix let out a melodious cry and disappeared back into the dense foliage of the hibiscus tree.

Ji An held the mulberry in his hand and hovered above the crimson land, soaring over groves of trees, a sense of accomplishment welling up from the bottom of his heart.

The number of Fire-type Lightning-struck Wood trees has increased again: 24 Crimson Cloud Pines, 9 Dragon Blood Trees, 6 Immortal Apricots from the Fire Realm, and 8 Spirit Peach Trees.

More than 40% of the spirit trees have reached the fourth-grade superior quality, and all of these spirit trees bear fruit. It is estimated that the spirit fruits will gradually ripen in another 20 to 30 years.

Not only are the fruits of the lightning-struck wood ripening, but the fruits of other fourth-grade high-quality spirit trees will also ripen one after another.

Having reached the fourth level of Qingyu Mai, he was not in a hurry to go to Zhongzhou to trade with Shenmu Sect, also considering the possibility of waiting for the spiritual fruit to mature.

The profits from selling raw materials are not high, but as long as the pills obtained in exchange exceed the profits from directly consuming spiritual fruits, it's a profitable deal.

Five-colored auspicious clouds hovered above the spiritual field where pearl blood rice was planted. After nearly a hundred years of cultivation, this spiritual rice had been cultivated to the middle grade of the third tier.

As for whether it can be cultivated to a higher level in the future, he said he was unsure, but the possibility was relatively low.

Ji An's plan is to reserve ten acres of spiritual land for planting and see if he can go further.

The auspicious clouds began to move again, circling around to the center of the white spiritual field. The white tiger, who was sleeping peacefully under the Seven Luminaries Golden Branch Tree, opened its eyes upon sensing the arrival of the familiar aura and let out a soft growl.

Then, the white tiger twitched its whiskers a few times, closed its eyes, and continued to conserve its energy.

These magical treasures are very relaxed in the gourd world, which is not only Ji An's haven, but also the treasures' home.

The Seven Luminaries Golden Branch was laden with fruit, bending its branches low. The spiritual fruits would fall naturally once fully ripe. I wonder when this white tiger will finally experience the treatment Newton received.

Ji An smiled and left, returning to the Gathering Yuan Tree. The burly fat man, transformed from the Five Elements Divine Mountain, was dozing against the tree trunk, while the Earth Qilin, in its smaller form, lay beside the fat man.

The spirit tree is now as thick as three people could hug. He sat cross-legged on the other side, tilted his head back, and swallowed a mulberry.

The aroma exploded between his lips and teeth, and his face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe pomegranate.

The surging heat flowed down his throat and into his belly like molten lava, and the golden veins on the surface of the Heart Fire Palace shone brightly, while the Bing-Ding Fire Dao Seeds also radiated brilliance.

He closed his eyes, and in his mind's eye he seemed to have entered a crimson-gold world, surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, as if he had entered the interior of the sun.

The flames revealed their most explosive side, the most intense power of Bing fire, the light bursting forth like a meteor streaking across the sky, Bing fire transforming into Ding fire as Yang weakens and Yin strengthens.

He didn't know how much time had passed before the illusion in his mind disappeared, like a dream, but Ji An knew that he had gained a deeper understanding of the power of fire.

He activated the Five Elements Wheel of Scripture, and the Five Elements Divine Palaces flashed with light, forming a complete cycle, and the spiritual energy in the mulberry was rapidly refined.

At the center of the cycle, strands of golden qi and blood energy converged in the middle dantian and entered the inner dantian.

The cultivation technique can now also temper the power of qi and blood, although not much, it is still a pleasant surprise.

The following day, Ji An left the gourd world and stepped out of his temporary cave.

Outside is a lush and verdant world, with wild trees and grasses growing in a haphazard way, forming a three-dimensional world.

The clear chirping of birds and insects carried on the breeze to every corner, and the faint howling of wolves could be heard as well.

The lush grasses nourished herbivores such as rabbits, pheasants, and deer, while carnivores such as wolves, leopards, and eagles fed on these herbivores. The carcasses of these creatures then became fertilizer to nourish the land.

Everything cycles, and biodiversity has been established here.

Ji An opened his arms and smiled knowingly as he felt the killing hidden beneath the calm of the land. Diversity is the origin of all things.

Five-colored auspicious clouds rose from beneath his feet, lifting him forward. He activated the magical restrictions within the cave by performing hand seals.

It took about four hours for the auspicious cloud to return to the Golden Spirit Sect, and the plaque of the Wuji Hall shone with golden light under the sunlight.

It remains bright and beautiful because the decaying plaques have been discarded.

Ji An landed, feeling a pang of sadness. Before he could finish lamenting the fleeting nature of youth, a forlorn figure and Lin Lan emerged from the main hall.

Lin Lan quickened her pace and stepped forward, bowing respectfully with her hands clasped in greeting.
"Disciple pays homage to Master."

Li Haoran concealed his dejection, forced a smile, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Your senior brother is even more outstanding than before, congratulations!"

His eyes were red and bloodshot.

Ji An returned the greeting with a cupped hand and then told his disciple to dispense with the formalities.

Lin Lan warmly welcomed everyone into the main hall, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then excused herself to leave.

The two True Lords in the sect naturally had things to say to each other, but she felt it was better to avoid them this time.

The hall fell silent, and Ji An could feel the rising smoke, creating a somewhat subtle atmosphere.

"Hmm," he coughed twice, breaking the silence, and asked:
"Where have you been traveling all these years, junior brother?"

"I traveled to the southern part of Middle-earth, and after more than ten years, I came across a ruin, and then..."

Li Haoran gave a dry laugh, sighed, and continued, "As a result, I got trapped inside and only recently managed to escape."

When I left the sect, I knew of my master's health condition and had made arrangements for my travels. I never imagined that I would not be able to see my beloved master one last time.

Her words were full of regret, and a glistening tear welled up in her eyes.

Ji An was taken aback. "When did this happen?"

It was obvious that Lin Qiubai had already passed away, and he had just returned to the sect and was unaware of this.

Lin Qiubai's passing also signifies the impending end of an era. Of the cultivators who entered the sect at the same time as him, all except Han Yan have now passed away.

"Last night, when the attendant of the Five Elements Hall invited Master to dinner, he discovered that he had passed away suddenly."

I only returned to the sect at the end of Chen Shi (7-9 AM) today, so I missed it.

This is what saddens Li Haoran the most. If his master had passed away much earlier, he wouldn't have such a great regret. Half a day is like being separated from the world forever.

Ji An opened his mouth, intending to say "Please accept my condolences," but swallowed the words back down.

Li Haoran continued, "The day of Master's burial is in two days. I originally wanted to ask the Five Mountains True Lord to invite Senior Brother back, but now there is no need to trouble you."

After chatting for a while, Li Haoran got up to take his leave. "Senior brother, I'll go back and talk to Master, and tell him about my experiences over the years."

He feels uneasy and doesn't want to stay here.

"Junior brother, please go ahead," Ji An stood up and saw him out of the main hall, watching him disappear from sight as he rode away on his sword.

Lin Lan stepped forward gently. "Master, let's go back to the main hall to talk."

The two returned to their seats in the main hall, and Ji An asked:
How is Han Yan doing?

According to the original calculations, the other party's lifespan would be completely exhausted within two years, which is why they returned ahead of schedule.

He hadn't expected Lin Qiubai to walk ahead, as the sword cultivator's physical condition was originally better than Han Yan's.

Lin Lan paused for a moment, then shook her head:

"My senior sister has been working tirelessly all these years, and she's not in good condition; she's lost a lot of weight."

Actually, if Senior Brother Lin hadn't passed away at that exact moment, and I was just about to ask the Five Sacred Mountains True Lord to find you, I felt she wouldn't have lasted much longer.

The two chatted for a while about the sect's development, then Ji An stood up and said:
"Accompany me on a trip to Bilan Mountain."

In the main hall of Dan Ding Academy, Han Yan chatted radiantly about her recent achievements, looking as if she had become decades younger.

Ji An kept talking to him, but his heart skipped a beat.

The disciple said the other party was not in good condition, but seeing him today, that is not the case. The disciple has no reason to lie, so the truth is quite obvious: the other party is experiencing a brief resurgence of energy before death.

Han Yan couldn't stop talking; she talked for more than two hours before finally stopping.

She took out a jade slip and said earnestly:

“True Lord, these are the insights I have recorded over the years. These things can only be carried forward and developed in your hands.”

Her eyes reflected a familiar face, untouched by time, and she sighed with melancholy.

With her sigh, her high spirits quickly waned.

Ji An took the jade slip and smiled:

"I try my best."

The two talked for a while longer before Han Yan left, citing feeling unwell.

Lin Lan lowered her voice, "Master, something's not right. When I saw Senior Sister Han the day before yesterday, she was clearly not in as good a condition as she is now. Could it be..."

Ji An nodded slightly. "Let's wait here for a while, and leave in half an hour."

A moment later, a young Taoist's panicked voice broke the tranquility of the alchemy courtyard:
"Someone come here! The Dean has passed away!"

Three days later, in the Wuji Hall, many Golden Core cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators sat together.

The two consecutive funerals cast a shadow over the sect, and the sect lost another generation.

Lin Lan's tone was somewhat sorrowful, but she still spoke firmly:

"Fellow disciples, we bid farewell to two seniors who made outstanding contributions with heavy hearts, but we must not disrupt order."

Now we need to elect new leaders for the Five Elements Hall and the Alchemy Academy. Does anyone have any recommendations or self-nominations?
If not, then I and the True Lords will have to discuss and designate one.

First, there's the position of Hall Master of the Five Elements Hall. Who is willing to take on this heavy responsibility?

The deceased are gone, but the living must continue their spiritual practice.

The world will not stop because of the death of any one person; life will continue.

She had initially thought no one would choose that position, but someone quickly stepped forward:
“I am willing. The Array Formation Hall now has several more Golden Core cultivators in their prime, while my thinking speed is gradually failing to keep up with the changes. It would be perfect for me to go to the Five Elements Hall to continue contributing my remaining energy.”

The speaker was Zhang Zeye, the head of the Formation Hall. He was nearly a thousand years old, and if he hadn't obtained the Longevity Pill, he wouldn't be far from ascending to immortality.

However, he still has three or four hundred years of lifespan to use. His cultivation has been stagnant at the fifth level of the Golden Core stage for many years, and his ambition to improve has long since shattered into pieces.

Lin Lan's smile was genuine, and she said loudly:
"Good, Senior Brother Zhang is of noble character! Once you have handed over the affairs of the Array Hall, you can take over the Five Elements Hall."

Are there any alchemists who have volunteered to take charge of the Pill Refining Academy?

Li Lingyu glanced around and said:

"I'll do it; it's also a way to contribute my remaining energy."

She has served as the vice president for many years and knows very well how the Dan Ding Academy operates now.

The matter was quickly settled, and Lin Lan smiled:

"Very good. Senior Uncle Li will be in charge of the Pill Refining Academy. Do any of the True Lords have anything to add?"

Haoran Zhenjun and the others shook their heads; they had no objections.

Ji An took out a black stone and placed it in front of everyone, saying in a deep voice:

"This is a rare stone that I obtained. Inside is a small world, and the spiritual vein is a mid-grade third-order spiritual vein."

Now, we submit this to the sect, hoping that the Department of Agriculture and the Hall of Array Formations will work together to upgrade the grade of the spiritual vein as soon as possible.

The small world was obtained from the Netherworld True Lord, and he has only carried out the most basic maintenance over the years. Because of the gourd world's excellence, this small world has naturally received much less attention.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall erupted in excitement, with everyone's face beaming with anticipation.

The sect had never obtained any small world before, and now it had finally filled that gap.

Each small world can be managed as a high-level resource point, which is the foundation for the sect's prosperity.

(End of this chapter)