Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

Winter has passed and spring has come; four years have gone by in the blink of an eye.

Inside Cave No. 13 of Xingri Peak, Yu Daoxuan held a talisman brush, his brushstrokes flowing smoothly like clouds and water.

A first-grade mid-level freezing talisman was created in one go, its spiritual light restrained and its patterns smooth and rounded.

After a brief moment of rest, he picked up his brush again and attempted to draw a first-grade high-quality talisman.

Before painting, to avoid running out of magical power, he deliberately put a Qi-nourishing pill in his mouth.

However, halfway through the drawing, the magic power waned, and the talisman suddenly emitted a wisp of green smoke, rendering it useless on the spot.

"The difficulty of a first-grade high-quality talisman is far greater than that of a mid-grade talisman. Not only is the drawing technique much more complex, but the requirements for magical power and mental strength are also very strict."

Yu Daoxuan pondered to himself.

Over the years, his cultivation level has already broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining, and his talisman skills have also made rapid progress. He can now easily draw high-quality first-tier mid-grade talismans.

Despite his long and arduous practice, he repeatedly failed to master the first-grade high-level talisman.

Normally, only the profound magical power and spiritual power of a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining can support the requirements for drawing talismans.

His mental strength far surpasses that of cultivators of the same level, but his magical power is insufficient, and he often struggles to sustain himself at crucial moments.

Yu Daoxuan stopped pressuring him, packed up his talismans, paper, and brush, and slowly walked out of the cave.

Today, he made an appointment with Song Yunshu and Xu Runshan to go to Jiangdao Cliff to listen to the sermon.

Every three months, the sect sends a Foundation Establishment senior uncle to the Lecture Cliff to teach the key points of Qi Refining cultivation or the secrets of spell casting. This is a rare opportunity for the outer disciples.

The Preaching Cliff is located behind the Preaching Peak. A white jade plaza, nearly a hundred feet in diameter, has been carved out on the cliff, densely filled with prayer cushions.

When Yu Daoxuan and his two companions arrived, it was almost dawn. A crimson sun rose from the sea of ​​clouds in the east, its golden light illuminating the mountains.

The prayer cushions at the front of the square were still full of people; a rough count revealed that there were nearly two hundred outer disciples there.

The path to immortality is one that requires diligence and perseverance.

Yu Daoxuan secretly reminded himself that he had such a heaven-defying opportunity as the golden tablet's last words, and he needed to work even harder to cultivate so as not to waste this opportunity.

The monks, both male and female, mingled in the square. When they encountered familiar fellow disciples, they would only nod slightly or whisper a greeting, not daring to make a sound.

Yu Daoxuan was renowned in the outer sect for his outstanding talent in talismanic arts. Along the way, his fellow disciples would often greet him with clasped hands, and he would return their greetings one by one.

The three found cushions near the front, sat down cross-legged, and exchanged their insights on spiritual practice in hushed tones.

Most of the time, it was Song Yunshu who spoke. Her cultivation had reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, and her insights far surpassed those of the other two.

Yu Daoxuan would occasionally chime in, but his words were always to the point, giving her a fresh perspective.

Xu Runshan was kind and gentle, and listened quietly, nodding in agreement from time to time.

As the sun rose higher, more and more disciples gathered in the square, eventually numbering about three or four hundred.

Although the square was crowded, it was not noisy at all.

The Lecture Cliff is a sacred place of the sect, and loud noises are strictly prohibited. Violators will be severely punished on the spot by the discipline disciples.

Suddenly, a streak of bright white light pierced through the sky and landed on the stone platform in an instant.

As the brilliance faded, a graceful figure stood on the stage.

The newcomer was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, with an exquisite and otherworldly appearance. Her temperament was aloof and refined, like a solitary orchid under the moon, and her eyes and brows exuded a cool and distant air.

"It's 'Fairy Miaoyue' Martial Uncle Yu."

A series of low gasps came from the crowd, and many male disciples' eyes were filled with admiration.

Yu Daoxuan's gaze fell on the beautiful figure on the stage, and he instantly recognized her as Yu Nanyan, the renowned Foundation Establishment female cultivator of his sect, known as "Fairy Miaoyue".

She, along with three other peerless female cultivators from the sect, were known as the Four Beauties of Qingyuan.

The Four Beauties of Qingyuan are four female cultivators of the sect whose talents and appearances are unparalleled. Each of them is a standout among their peers and enjoys extremely high prestige among the disciples.

Yu Daoxuan vividly remembered that when he first entered the Qingyuan Sect nine years ago, the person who presided over the entrance spirit testing ceremony was none other than the Fairy Miaoyue in front of him.

When he was young, he saw such a fine and elegant person and naturally admired him secretly.

In the early days of my apprenticeship, I often dreamed of beautiful women and shared intimate moments with them.

Having spent several years cultivating in the sect and witnessed the harsh realities of the cultivation world, he had long since become clear-headed and insightful.

Yu Nanyan is exceptionally talented and is a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Ordinary disciples can only look up to her with longing, so how could they dare to have any improper thoughts?

"It is truly an honor that Uncle Yu is giving the sermon today."

A disciple beside him murmured with emotion, his face revealing undisguised joy and excitement.

Yu Daoxuan suppressed the old emotions that welled up in his heart and his expression returned to solemnity.

Yu Nanyan not only possesses extraordinary spiritual talent, but her magical cultivation is also unparalleled among her fellow disciples, making her famous both inside and outside the sect.

This sermon is truly a rare and precious opportunity.

Yu Nanyan's expression was aloof, her gaze sweeping across the entire room indifferently.

The next instant, a cool, moon-like spiritual pressure silently enveloped the entire plaza.

Yu Daoxuan felt a tightness in his chest, as if he were being submerged by layers of icy water, and his breathing became labored.

The closer they got to the stone platform, the stronger the spiritual pressure became, and many disciples' faces turned red and sweat beaded on their foreheads.

Fortunately, the spiritual pressure only caused a slight shock before it was immediately withdrawn. Most of the people in the square were panting and looked disheveled, and dared not have the slightest impure thought.

Yu Daoxuan looked at Song Yunshu and Xu Runshan beside him. The three of them exchanged glances and all showed a bitter smile.

Yu Nanyan nodded slightly, gently waved her hand, took out a jade futon, sat on it, and slowly began to speak.

Her voice was clear, gentle, and melodious, amplified by magical techniques, and carried far and wide throughout the square.

This time, she mainly lectured on the method of controlling the Five Elements, starting from the basics and gradually increasing in complexity, and occasionally personally demonstrated the profound mysteries of the technique.

Yu Daoxuan listened intently, silently comparing her words about cultivation techniques with his own experience, and gained a great deal from them.

When encountering obscure or difficult parts, I would memorize them and plan to study them carefully in seclusion later.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Yu Nanyan stopped speaking leisurely, ignoring the disciples below the stage who wanted to stand up and ask for her guidance.

A swirling moon-white aura enveloped him, transforming him into a long, shimmering white rainbow that streaked through the sky and disappeared into the distance.

After Yu Nanyan left, most of the disciples in the square did not set off immediately, but instead gathered in small groups to exchange and verify the cultivation principles they had just heard.

After the discussions in the room gradually subsided, Yu Daoxuan and his two companions bid farewell to their fellow disciples and returned home together.

On the way back, Song Yunshu turned to the two men and asked, "Brother Yu, Senior Brother Xu, have you heard about what happened with Uncle He? Do you plan to go?"

Yesterday, within the sect, Foundation Establishment cultivator He Yiming invited all disciples to travel to Misty Island on the border of the Southern Sea Continent to search for traces of the Moonlit Shell.

Anyone who agrees to go can receive ten spirit stones in advance.

Yu Daoxuan replied, "With several Foundation Establishment senior uncles from various sects traveling with me, I should have no worries about safety along the way. This is a good opportunity to go out and gain some experience."

The above statement was merely his pretext; the real reason was that he had received another secret message yesterday, which is why he decided to go.

Song Yunshu nodded and admitted that she had also signed up to join.

Xu Runshan, standing to the side, frankly stated that his wife was pregnant and needed to stay home to take care of her, making it impossible for him to travel far away.

Upon hearing this joyous news, both Yu Daoxuan and Song Yunshu beamed with delight and quickly offered their congratulations.

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After descending the mountain, Yu Daoxuan did not return directly to Xingri Peak, but instead headed towards the sect's internal affairs hall.

This trip to Misty Island will take place seven days later.

He has been cultivating to the fifth level of Qi Refining for two years, and his magical power is already profound and perfect. Now he only needs a slight opportunity to step into the sixth level of Qi Refining.

His purpose in going to the Internal Affairs Hall was to exchange for a drop of "Azure Sea Secret Water" so that he could break through to this realm before setting off.

Behind the main peak of the sect, "Tiandu Peak," lies a Cangming Spiritual Spring. The spring water contains the essence of heaven and earth, which can strengthen the foundation of cultivation and solidify the basis of one's spiritual practice. It is also beneficial for breaking through cultivation bottlenecks.

The Inner Affairs Hall is located on Sanxiang Peak, which is seventy or eighty li away from Chuandao Peak.

Yu Daoxuan used his wind-controlling technique and it took him quite a while to reach his destination.

The Three Peaks are thousands of feet high, with clouds and mist swirling around them, dotted with fluffy white clouds.

Halfway up the mountain, palaces and pavilions are scattered in a well-organized manner, with upturned eaves and corners hidden among the green pines and cypresses, and disciples often walk among them.

Yu Daoxuan landed in front of one of the magnificent palaces, where the three gilded characters "Hall of Good Deeds" on the gate plaque shone brightly.

He stepped into the hall, bowed to the sect steward in charge of exchanging merit points, and then asked to exchange merit points for a drop of ten-year-old Cangming Secret Water.

He has performed exceptionally well in the Talisman Hall over the past few years, and has repeatedly received merit rewards from the sect. He has now accumulated more than six hundred merits.

"A single drop of the ten-year-old Cangming Secret Water is valued at six hundred merits."

The deacon's expression was calm, and his tone was businesslike.

Yu Daoxuan immediately took out his sect identity token and handed it over.

The steward embedded the token into the array's groove, and the token flashed with spiritual light, revealing the words "six hundred and twenty" on its surface.

The steward formed a hand seal and lightly flicked a beam of spiritual light into the token, instantly changing the amount on it to twenty.

Then he took out a palm-sized, shimmering blue jade bottle from the back cabinet and returned it to Yu Daoxuan along with his identity token.

Yu Daoxuan immediately recognized the jade bottle as the vessel containing the Cangming Secret Water. Overjoyed, he bowed again in thanks.

Holding the jade bottle in his hand, he could not hide his joy.

With the help of such spiritual water, breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Refining is just around the corner.