I became an immortal by synthesizing plants.

Chen Qingshan knew that this was a special favor given to him by Shengchan Yuanjun, so he didn't say anything more.

However, Chen Qingshan planned to catch two more before leaving.

Shengchan Yuanjun then left.

After Shengchan Yuanjun left, Chen Qingshan's eyes swept through the dense forest and spotted an extremely beautiful spirit cicada.

Aurora Cicada

The aurora cicada is a variant of the light-winged cicada, and is countless times rarer than cicadas like the rainbow cicada.

Chen Qingshan quietly approached and reached out to grab the first-tier Aurora Cicada.

Just as Chen Qingshan was about to stop, he caught a glimpse of another aurora cicada.

"When did these things start appearing in pairs?"

Chen Qingshan was a little surprised and immediately caught the male aurora cicada. As for the one from before, it was a female aurora cicada.

"It makes a perfect pair." Chen Qingshan muttered to himself.

Afterwards, Chen Qingshan released the two aurora cicadas back into the indoor world.

As for whether they would run around, Chen Qingshan had already instructed the Natural Spirit Tree to keep an eye on these cicadas.

He will release these spirit cicadas after he goes to the new dojo.

As Chen Qingshan was about to leave the dense forest, he discovered that there were also thunder cicadas and cold cicadas in this forest of light cicadas.

Having caught over a hundred, Chen Qingshan walked out of the dense forest, satisfied.

After informing Shengchan Yuanjun, Chen Qingshan prepared to leave this place and head directly to the new Thunder Domain in the north to set up a Daoist temple.

Shengchan Yuanjun stopped Chen Qingshan before he could leave.

He went directly to Chen Qingshan's side and handed him a storage bag.

Chen Qingshan was a little puzzled and was about to open it to see what was inside when Shengchan Yuanjun stopped him.

"Lord Chunting, we'll see after you leave."

"Sheng Chan Yuanjun smiled mysteriously."

Chen Qingshan had no choice but to nod.

"Goodbye, Yuanjun Shengchan. Remember to come over for tea in a few years after my dojo is completed," Chen Qingshan said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll definitely go!"

Shengchan Yuanjun waved her hand, watching Chen Qingshan's figure disappear into the mountains.

"Lord Chunting is truly low-key." Lord Shengchan shook his head with a smile, then walked towards Guangchan City.

Soon, the fishing ban ended, and people flocked to the various cicada forests.

The people here rely on cicadas for their livelihood, and the characteristics of cicadas also make their lives relatively prosperous.

However, some cicadas have shorter lifespans, so they have to catch cicadas every year to replenish the missing numbers.

Some people travel thousands of miles just to catch a few red cicadas so that their spiritual rice can ripen sooner.

Meanwhile, in Guangchan City, the annual grand feast was also held. They decorated the city with lanterns and colorful decorations, celebrating the arrival of relatives and friends from afar.

Some people even caught a rare cicada and held a grand feast.

The celebration here had nothing to do with Chen Qingshan; he was going to Shancha Town, 5,000 miles away.

Shancha Town is located to the west of Guangchan City, nestled among the mountains of the Jianghai Mountains.

The ancient Wangtian forest is also located in the Jianghai Mountains.

After collecting the two spiritual plants, Chen Qingshan went to set up his dojo. As for the red and blue cypress, he could have the Mountain and River Ancestor send them to him later.

Chen Qingshan handed over all the other spiritual plants that had not yet been collected to the Mountain and River Ancestor to retrieve from the clan's treasury. When it was time to build the Daoist temple, the Mountain and River Ancestor would deliver them.

Summer passed quickly, and Taojin Niangzhou and Xiangyang Huazhou welcomed the harvest season once again.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye. After traveling thousands of miles, Chen Qingshan finally arrived at the Jianghai Mountains.

The Jianghai Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, with more than a dozen mountains standing beside the Qiantang River.

On the other side is the Guihai Mountain Range. The two mountain ranges have extremely similar terrain, except that they are separated by the Qiantang River.

As Chen Qingshan walked into the mountains, he could vaguely see people picking spiritual fruits.

Chen Qingshan looked up at the sky and realized that it was autumn, the harvest season.

In the mountains, many colorful camellias have produced a lot of camellia fruits.

This tea fruit can be used to make oil, and it has many benefits for both the plant and the human body.

As Chen Qingshan walked into the mountains, many ordinary humans looked up at him.

Chen Qingshan, on the other hand, made no attempt to conceal himself, revealing his entire cultivation level and aura.

Some cultivators sensed Chen Qingshan's incredibly terrifying aura of the Immortal Transformation Realm and quickly stepped forward.

"Welcome to the Jianghai Mountains, Ancestor!" Dozens of cultivators from Shancha Town said in unison.

Chen Qingshan smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry about me, you guys go about your business."

After saying that, Chen Qingshan continued walking into the mountains.

Most of the camellias distributed in the Jianghai Mountains are second-order seven-colored camellias, which are the foundation of the Camellia Town people's livelihood, and Chen Qingshan does not want to touch them.

Chen Qingshan's target was the newly grown, yet ungraded, seven-colored camellias.

Many monks from Shancha Town watched Chen Qingshan walk into the mountains.

"What is our ancestor doing in our Jianghai Mountains?"

"Don't talk about the Ancestor behind his back!" an older Yuan Dan realm cultivator shouted angrily.

Shancha Town is located on the outer edge of the Jianghai Mountains, close to the Qiantang River.

Chen Qingshan was heading deep into the Jianghai Mountains.

While searching for ungraded seven-colored camellias, Chen Qingshan first encountered the ancient Wangtian Tree.

The ancient Wangtian tree is several hundred meters tall and lives at the bottom of the valley.

Chen Qingshan was overjoyed and immediately headed to the bottom of the valley.

These ancient Wangtian trees stand in the valley like guardians of the mountain range. Chen Qingshan could see more than ten ancient Wangtian trees, each over a hundred feet tall.

The Ancient Sky Tree was born because of its ability to maintain the earth's veins, connect with the heavenly veins, and uphold world order.

Ancient Sky-Gazing Trees are found in most parts of the Canghong Realm, but they are no longer of much use.

The role of the human race has replaced that of the Ancient Sky Tree.

Therefore, the ancient Wangtian tree no longer has much room to survive.

Upon reaching the bottom of the valley, Chen Qingshan saw many ancient Wangtian tree saplings that had not yet reached the required grade. These saplings were only a dozen meters tall and were malnourished.

Chen Qingshan simply took all these ancient Wangtian trees back into his inner world.

There are over a hundred ancient Wangtian trees that have reached the required grade and those that have not.

After transplanting the ancient Hopea tree, Chen Qingshan saw a large patch of colorful camellias.

There are over a thousand of these colorful camellias, and none of them are of high quality.

Chen Qingshan immediately noticed that this sea of ​​colorful camellias had been planted by humans.

However, in Chen Qingshan's perception, there was no sign of human activity nearby, apart from spirit beasts and spirit insects.

Thinking that he had come across this colorful sea of ​​camellias, Chen Qingshan couldn't leave empty-handed, so he only dug up twenty.

Afterwards, Chen Qingshan headed towards Shancha Town, intending to ask who had planted the colorful camellias there, and prepared to give them some spirit stones.

Chen Qingshan didn't miss a single one of the colorful camellias he encountered along the way, except for those that had already reached a certain grade.