Immortality begins with upgrading buildings

Chapter 12 Body Tempering

Upon hearing the words "protect people's safety," Ji Yuan seemed to see the remnant soul of Old Huang cursing loudly from the top of the Dharma boat.

Ji Yuan was unsure whether it was the cultivator in front of him who killed Old Man Huang.

But since his Dharma ship has ended up here, the people... are most likely already in grave danger.

Ji Yuan patted his pockets and gave a bitter smile. "I'm short of money lately, so I can only look."

The long-faced cultivator didn't look down on them at all; instead, he smiled and said, "Look, look all you want. You don't have to buy anything if you don't have spirit stones, but looking is free."

It was rare to encounter a fisherman with such a temperament, so Ji Yuan actually squatted down to take a good look.

"My name is Feng Yidao. May I ask your name, sir?" Feng Yidao cupped his hands in greeting and began to chat.

"My nickname is Ji Yuan. I've met Fellow Daoist Feng."

Ji Yuan looked at it for a moment, then got up and left.

The day to pay the Immortal Abode Fee is approaching again. Although Ji Yuan has spirit stones, it's best to have some on hand.

Upon returning home, he first checked everything to make sure the fishpond and pigsty were in order before putting away the spirit stones and then going to the Lin family next door.

Ji Yuan didn't say that Old Man Huang was dead; he only said that he saw his Dharma boat being sold.

After hearing this, Lin Hu simply raised his head and roared angrily.

"Heaven has eyes!!!"

The next day, people from the Water Dragon Sect came to collect the Immortal Abode Fee. Unlike the previous delay, Ji Yuan even prepaid the fee for next month's Immortal Abode this time.

That way, they won't bother us again next month.

Ji Yuan produces spirit stones every day, but he is afraid of being targeted by the cultivators of the Water Dragon Sect.

Therefore, it's best to have less contact with each other if possible.

In the past few days, he has devoted himself to the technique of "Water Drop Finger". To be honest, the technique is not difficult. Ji Yuan only spent one day to master it.

But the difficult part is the process after you get started.

Every time Ji Yuan used the Water Drop Finger technique, he felt as if his ten fingers were being pressed onto a chopping board and then constantly pricked with needles. When he was about to unleash the technique, it felt as if needles were piercing his fingernails.

But after the spell was dispelled, there was no injury on any of their ten fingers.

No wonder no one practices this bird-like magic... Ji Yuan had no choice but to put it aside for the time being. Everything would have to wait until the spirit pig matured and he had undergone a thorough body tempering before making any further moves.

Five days later in the blink of an eye.

Ji Yuan disposed of a batch of semi-spirit fish that failed to advance and then purchased a new batch of spirit fish.

I also bought a green-yellow chicken from the chicken monk.

In this way, one can consume seven spirit eggs every day, and after breaking through in cultivation, the refining ability will naturally increase as well.

The original six spirit eggs a day were no longer a burden.

On the same day, Ji Yuan looked at the small, two-hundred-pound spirit pig in the pigpen and felt... murderous intent.

The best solution would naturally be to send it to Luo Tong and have him help resolve it; it would save trouble and avoid any waste.

But Ji Yuan dared not do it. He had to do it himself. Standing by the pigpen in the backyard, he looked at the spirit pig lying there motionless.

With a wave of his hand, a dark blue water arrow appeared in his hand.

"go!"

He gave a soft shout, and with a flick of his right hand, the water arrow passed smoothly through the spirit pig's neck. The latter struggled a few times, then became completely still.

Ji Yuan hurriedly picked up the wooden bucket he had prepared beforehand, jumped into the pigpen, and began collecting the blood.

After that, things were simple: slaughter the pig, eat it yourself, and just make sure it's clean.

That morning, he specially stewed a whole pot of spirit pig meat for himself. He didn't dare to drink the spirit pig blood raw, so he made it into blood tofu.

The food tastes great.

At first, he didn't feel anything while eating, but when he was halfway through, he suddenly felt his whole body start to heat up.

It felt like being boiled in water, scalding hot.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled out.

At first it was just hot, but after a while, it started to sting all over his body. Ji Yuan was able to bear it at first and continue eating.

But after only three or five breaths, he couldn't hold on any longer. He even fell off the table, rolled onto the ground, and curled up.

"grass!"

"Is this what they call body tempering? This is inhuman."

For a moment, Ji Yuan regretted choosing this path, but he had no other choice but to endure it for the sake of his strength.

It hurts for a while, then I eat for a while; I eat for a while, then it hurts for a while.

Later, he suddenly smelled a foul stench. When he looked up, he found that his arm was covered with a layer of mud-like substance.

"Is this... a process of cleansing the tendons and marrow?"

Ji Yuan only knew that it could have a similar effect when building a foundation, but he never expected that it could also work when tempering the body. Moreover, he felt an explosive force as soon as he clenched his fists.

He didn't bother to tidy himself up and quickly washed himself clean and changed into a brand new set of clothes before he was able to examine his changes in front of the water mirror.

He became increasingly handsome, and his skin became even whiter and more delicate.

If they used to look like fishermen who were exposed to the wind and sun all year round, now they look like pampered young noblemen.

In other words, he finally showed some of the demeanor of a cultivator.

Having tasted success, Ji Yuan didn't go anywhere for the next four or five days. Even when a half-spirit fish advanced to a spirit fish, he didn't bother to deal with it.

He's single-mindedly focused on making meat at home, and he eats as much as he can, as long as it doesn't kill him.

Fortunately, it was a cultivator after all, and the spirit pig had also been imbued with a trace of spiritual energy, so it could be refined by the cultivation technique.

Over the next few days, he devoured the nearly 200-pound spirit pig by himself, and he also experienced the wonders of body tempering.

Needless to say, the improvement in physical fitness is another matter; just take this "Water Drop Finger" as an example.

He can already perform this skill painlessly, and can unleash a powerful sword finger attack with a flick of his finger. He has tested it at his doorstep.

A water droplet hitting the surface of water can create a large splash.

If this were to hit someone else, it would leave a huge hole with each finger... Moreover, compared to the thick and obvious water arrow technique, this water droplet finger technique consumes less energy and is not easily detected.

He's an absolute master of surprise attacks.

After finishing the spirit pig, Ji Yuan didn't want to eat it again for a while. Just recalling the taste of the spirit pig meat made him feel like vomiting.

After resting at home for another day, he took the spirit fish to Zengtou City.

As expected, he sold another 18 spirit stones, bringing his total to 20. With no shortage of spells, Ji Yuan decided to store the spirit stones for now.

We'll see then whether to upgrade the fishpond to level 2 or buy a magical artifact for protection.

Just as he was about to return, he suddenly heard many people in Zengtou City spreading a message.

The battle on Maple Leaf Island... has a result!

Zengtou City, Tai'anfang, and Jingdefang didn't get anything. In the end, all the benefits of the Foundation Establishment Immortal Mansion were taken away by a Foundation Establishment Master from the Water Dragon Sect.

The rest of the fishermen had essentially made a wasted trip.

If it were like the Lin Youwei couple... their deaths would have been in vain.

Upon hearing this news, Ji Yuan stood there for a while before walking towards his small home on the shore.

High-level cultivators regard low-level cultivators as ants, and sect disciples also regard rogue cultivators as ants... Ji Yuan inexplicably recalled a sentence he had seen in his previous life.

In the real world of cultivation, there aren't many realms; there are only three titles.

Seniors, fellow Daoists, and ants.

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