Mortal Transformation into Immortal

"Junior Brother Yu, you've broken through to the first level of Qi Refining?"

At dusk, He Qing, who was returning home after completing his mission, passed by and saw Yu Ling practicing boxing in the yard. He tentatively asked her about it.

This appears to be a spell practice.

"Senior Brother He, you're back," Yu Ling smiled and replied, "I was lucky this morning. I don't know how, but I somehow sensed spiritual energy."

"You entered the Qi Refining stage so quickly? How did you do that?" He Qing was incredulous.

Yu Ling scratched his head and said, "I don't know either. I've just been cultivating. This morning, when the sun shone on me, I felt warm and cozy, and then the surrounding spiritual energy entered my body."

Seeing his expression of not understanding himself, He Qing was incredibly envious of his luck.

Having a good spiritual bone is a minor level, and it took two months to sense the spiritual energy.

"You should have a near-medium-level mortal-grade spiritual root, plus a focused mind," He Qing said. Only this would make sense.

Sensing spiritual energy also depends on one's state of mind. Some people may have good aptitude, but when they start cultivating, their minds become restless. When they close their eyes, they either want to sleep or their minds wander to other things. Such people will definitely have difficulty sensing spiritual energy.

"I guess so." Yu Ling didn't care whether it was because of her focused mind; after all, she was now an immortal with magical powers.

"Junior Brother Yu, what tasks have the senior brothers and sisters on Jingzhe Peak assigned to you?" He Qing asked.

"My senior sister assigned me the task of gathering spiritual herbs."

Yu Zhi replied.

"Ah, gathering medicinal herbs? You're really unlucky, getting assigned the hardest and most dangerous task." He Qing immediately looked at him with pity and asked, "Did you ask her to switch for you?"

Yu Ling shook her head: "No."

"Oh dear, you're just too shy. Back then, the senior brother on Jingzhe Peak also assigned me a herb-gathering task, but after I begged and played the victim, he changed it."

"I think it would be good to know some medicinal herbs," Yu Ling said, as this is an important survival skill.

"Knowing about it is useless, it's not yours anyway. After you collect it, you have to hand it over to the sect. If you don't complete the task, you will be punished. Usually, it takes four or five days to come back from a trip, and you might even die out there."

He Qing sighed, "Alas, it's too late to say anything now. Junior Brother Yu, please be careful. In addition to the risk of encountering demonic beasts while gathering herbs, you also need to be wary of other handymen disciples. Some of them will try to steal your herbs if they can't complete their tasks."

"I will be careful."

"By the way, Senior Brother He, is there any place in the sect where I can obtain books introducing spiritual herbs?"

Now that he had been assigned the task of gathering herbs, he wanted to take this opportunity to gain more experience and at least understand the effects of the herbs he was gathering.

The jade slip given to me by my senior sister only contained methods for identifying spiritual herbs.

"There's a market over there specifically for disciples to trade things. These items are available there, but you'll need Ziyang coins," He Qing said, pointing into the distance.

Next, Yu Ling asked him about some matters related to collecting herbs.

He Qing also told him a lot.

He didn't stay long and went back after a while.

Yu Ling sat cross-legged on the bluestone in the courtyard, continuing to practice the Nether Cold Force.

The magical power in his dantian was only a tiny wisp, and it was quickly depleted during the practice of spells.

After exhausting his energy, he absorbed spiritual energy to replenish it. Yu Ling's hands moved constantly, and magical fluctuations emanated from his fingertips.

He was condensing a magic seal. The moves of the Cold Nether Force were secondary. The most important thing was to form the magic seal, because only after having the magic seal could he transform his magic power into Cold Nether Energy and integrate it into his fist force.

However, forming hand seals consumes the most magical power. He has been practicing all day, but not a single mark has appeared yet.

Spells are not easy to learn, and they are very mentally taxing. After feeling mentally exhausted, he began to practice the fist and foot techniques of the Cold Nether Force.

He didn't close the door and go back inside until late at night.

Yu Ling sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate. The so-called cultivation was to control the spiritual bones to absorb spiritual energy into the body and then produce immortal blood.

Unlike in the morning, although spiritual energy entered the body, the spiritual bones seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and no longer produced immortal blood as before.

Of course, it doesn't completely stop producing it, it just becomes very weak.

Outside, the trees cast dappled shadows, and the stars appeared and disappeared intermittently.

The night passed just like that.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, and Yu Ling slowly opened her eyes.

"I actually practiced for a whole night."

Yu Ling stared in amazement at her own palms, and before she knew it, a night had passed.

Although I didn't sleep, I was wide awake and felt not sleepy at all; in fact, I felt better than when I had slept all night.

Once you reach the Transcendent Realm, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth enters your body, and you no longer need to sleep.

"There's still only one strand."

Yu Ling sensed her dantian and found that the magical power inside had not increased; it was still the same as yesterday, just a faint wisp, with no change.

This disappointed him somewhat.

"Practice the Cold Nether Force."

After a night of practice, it's time to practice the Cold Nether Force.

His current plan is to practice magic during the day and mainly cultivate at night.

Yu Ling pushed open the door and went out. She practiced her moves several times in the courtyard, and then sat on a stone to practice using her magic to form hand seals.

……

Time flies, and another eight days have passed.

On the stone, Yu Ling sat upright, his magical power constantly drawing lines between his palms.

The last bit condensed into a transparent magic seal that exuded a chilling aura.

"Haha, it worked!"

Yu Ling opened her eyes in surprise.

The completion of the Dharma Seal signifies that the Cold Nether Force has been mastered.

After that, the magic power can be transformed into cold, dark energy.

However, after condensing the Frost Nether Seal, the mana within his body was completely exhausted, and the seal gradually disappeared.

Yu Ling was not flustered by this. He could sense that the magic seal was still there, and as long as his magic power was sufficient, it could appear with just a thought.

He began to circulate his internal energy to absorb spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth can replenish one's essence, energy, and spirit.

His magical power was restored in no time.

"Oh!"

In the courtyard, Yu Ling tried throwing a punch. Unlike before, this time, there was a hint of coldness in the punch.

He then continued gesturing.

Alright, quickly integrate the Cold Nether Force into your fists and feet.

Over the past eight days, he has become very proficient in all the moves of the Cold Nether Force.

Furthermore, with the tempering of immortal blood, his physical body has become very flexible, and his strength has also greatly increased. Now, his every move has indeed taken on a certain charm, just like that of a martial artist.

"drink!"

After a few moves, Yu Ling shouted and punched the big tree, as thick as a water vat, next to the yard.

He activated his magic power, and magic seals flashed between his fists.

"boom!"

A crisp sound of impact rang out.

The fist collided with the tree.

At the moment of impact, a chill was released from the fist.

At the point of contact, frost spread outwards from the center of the fist, eventually covering an area the size of a washbasin.

Yu Ling withdrew her fist and looked at the spot where she had struck; there were ice shards under the tree bark.

"As expected of a celestial art, its power is truly immense."

Yu Ling said happily.

Moreover, this is only the beginning of mastering the spell.

Sensing his dantian, Yu Ling looked regretful: "Unfortunately, I only have a wisp of magical power left."

After eight days, although his magic had improved, his cultivation level remained the same, with only one elemental power remaining in his dantian.

This wisp of magical power was barely enough to unleash a single punch of Cold Nether Force.

"Could it be that, as Senior Brother said, my ability to sense spiritual energy so quickly is due to my focused mind?"

Yu Ling couldn't help but feel down. After these few days of cultivation, it seemed that he was indeed only a low-grade mortal-level spiritual bone.

With a peaceful state of mind, knowing that the opportunity to cultivate immortality is hard to come by, when sensing spiritual energy, there is only one thought in my mind: to become an immortal. This can be considered a state of focused mind.

"This month is almost over, let's go to the mountains and see what the medicinal herbs look like."

Yu Ling looked at the distant mountains.

I have two more days; I need to familiarize myself with it first.

After regaining his magical powers, he carried a bamboo basket on his back and a wood-chopping knife in his hand and went down the mountain.

It's still early today.