This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Inside the city lord's mansion, Li Daoxuan reappeared.

The room was already in a terrible state.

Several guards stood outside the courtyard, craning their necks to look inside, trying to see what was happening.

Seeing this, Li Daoxuan waved his hand and laughed:

"In that case, why don't you all go in and have some fun too..."

All the attendants then entered the room like puppets on strings.

Li Daoxuan glanced at it and quickly turned his face away; it was simply unbearable to look at.

"Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, so enjoy it..."

Li Daoxuan said with a half-smile.

Then it disappeared.

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Walking and stopping, stopping and walking.

Li Daoxuan didn't know how far he had traveled.

A pair of cloth shoes, a blue robe.

They are all ordinary things created at will, and have no supernatural properties whatsoever.

In addition, Li Daoxuan never deliberately used his magic to protect himself, so his clothes looked somewhat worn, making him look less otherworldly and more like an ordinary person.

Looking at the desolate landscape before him, Li Daoxuan stretched and muttered to himself:

"Finally, I've made it out..."

Looking back, a massive mountain range stretching for tens of thousands of miles lies behind us.

This mountain range perfectly separates Nanlizhou from Zhongtu Shenzhou, giving the two sides distinct landscape styles.

As Li Daoxuan traversed this mountain range, he witnessed the rich biodiversity of this Xuanhuang Great World.

This mountain range, known as the Desolate Ancient Mountain, is teeming with extraordinary beasts.

Many of them are species that have never been heard of before.

Even Li Daoxuan could only use his invisibility technique to dodge the powerful ancient species he encountered, and then quickly leave.

Flying over this mountain range would be extremely dangerous.

Therefore, the vast majority of people traveling north from Lizhou to the Central Divine Continent would take the route through Qingzhou in the east, even if it meant traveling more than twice the distance.

Li Daoxuan breathed a long sigh of relief, looking at the boundless plain before him, and felt all the gloom in his heart dissipate.

This aimless, trouble-seeking adventure in the desolate ancient mountains has finally come to an end.

Although the journey was fraught with danger, the rewards were substantial.

Li Daoxuan stumbled upon a spirit crystal vein on his journey, which was occupied by three ancient beasts. After half a month of maneuvering, Li Daoxuan finally managed to excavate most of the spirit crystal vein.

However, he still preserved the core essence of the spirit crystal mine, avoiding the depletion of its resources.

In about tens of thousands of years, this vein will be restored to its original state.

This mine brought Li Daoxuan a huge fortune. There weren't many of the lowest-grade brown spirit crystals, but two-thirds were red spirit crystals, followed by yellow spirit crystals. White spirit crystals were relatively rare, with only a little over a hundred pieces, each at least the size of a human head.

There are only three pieces of the highest-grade golden spirit crystal, each the size of a child's head.

A single golden spirit crystal the size of a fist could buy a large city, yet Li Daoxuan possessed three spirit crystals even larger than a fist.

One can imagine what a fortune this is.

Li Daoxuan could also clearly sense just how dense the spiritual energy inside the golden spirit crystal was.

Without exaggeration, a single golden spirit crystal would be enough to support his cultivation from an ordinary person to the Earth Immortal realm.

Even those sacred lands might not have many of these treasures.

Because not all spirit crystal veins can produce golden spirit crystals.

Only veins of extremely high quality are likely to appear.

Besides these spirit crystals, Li Daoxuan also gained a lot in other ways.

They collected a large number of ancient herbs that were hundreds of years old, and more than a dozen spiritual herbs that were over a thousand years old, including three spiritual herbs that were at least three thousand years old.

These three spiritual herbs have even developed a kind of spirituality, almost like Lingxi, giving birth to an independent spirit.

Unfortunately, their very roots destined them to never break through that barrier of life.

With these elixirs, we can begin to refine the extremely high-grade elixirs recorded in the Taiyi Danjing.

For example, the Three-Day Foundation Establishment Pill, which can help someone complete the Foundation Establishment process in three days.

There is also the Pure Yang Pill, which can improve physical strength and cultivate a pure and immaculate yang body.

And the Jiazi Rejuvenation Pill, which can extend the lifespan of ordinary people by sixty years and prevent all diseases.

There are many such pills, but Li Daoxuan was unable to refine them before due to limitations in the materials available.

After completing this journey through the desolate ancient mountains, I will have capital in my hands.

Li Daoxuan walked along the endless plain for a whole day, and it wasn't until almost noon the next day that he finally saw signs of human activity.

In the distance, on the undulating plains, there are many farmlands cultivated by humans.

Li Daoxuan didn't know what season it was. The seasons in the Central Divine Continent seemed to be different from those in the Southern Li Continent, after all, the two places were too far apart and the regions were too vast.

However, judging from the temperature and humidity, it should be similar to spring and summer.

The grass underfoot was lush and green, and the low hillsides were covered with trees that were already verdant and luxuriant.

If you get closer, you can see the farmers working in the fields.

Li Daoxuan walked over curiously, cupped his hands in greeting to a middle-aged farmer, and asked:

"Hello, brother. May I ask where this place is? Have we arrived in the Central Plains of China?"

The middle-aged farmer stopped what he was doing, looked at him with a puzzled expression, and then asked something.

Li Daoxuan was taken aback when he heard this, and found that he could not understand what the other party was saying.

After exchanging a few more words, I found that I could understand what the middle-aged man was saying, but the pronunciation of many words was different from that in Lizhou.

It seems to have a certain ancient charm.

However, this was not difficult. Li Daoxuan spread his divine sense and connected with the middle-aged man's spirit.

In just a few breaths, he mastered how to use the language.

The way of expressing the language, the meaning of the words, and the usage of the sentences are basically the same; only the pronunciation is different.

After mastering the language, Li Daoxuan asked in perfect pronunciation:

"Brother, may I ask where this place is? Is it the Central Plains of China?"

This time, the other party understood as expected, and said with a somewhat unfriendly expression:

"I've never heard of any Central Plains or Divine Continent. This is Shijia Village. If you go north for another twenty miles, you'll reach Bailu Town."

Li Daoxuan thanked him and didn't ask any more questions.

This farmer has limited knowledge and probably has never heard of the concept of the Central Plains.

Perhaps we can find out more when we get to Bailu Town, which the farmers mentioned.

Suddenly, a commotion arose not far away, catching Li Daoxuan's attention.

Turning around, one could see a middle-aged man, dressed much better than the farmers, glaring at and scolding a hunched old man.

"Tuozai, the planting season is almost over, and there's still a large empty plot of your field. Do you still want to cultivate it? If not, I'll take it back and give it to someone else."

Upon hearing this, the old man quickly pleaded:

"Planting, planting, it's time to plant. My wife hasn't been feeling well these past few days and can't get out of bed. I'm also slow, so please allow me a couple of days, Mr. Qian."

The old man was hunched over, his upper body bent at almost a ninety-degree angle.

The shape of his back didn't look like a kyphosis, but rather like a huge bulge on his back, forcing him to hunch over.

With such a physique, let alone doing farm work, even daily life would be extremely difficult.

The middle-aged man, addressed as Master Qian, was unforgiving and rebuked him:

"Give me two more days? If these seedlings aren't planted soon, how will we get a harvest? It has to be finished by today, or I'll take it back and hand it over to someone else."

Upon hearing this, the old man was filled with fear and pleaded:

"Mr. Qian, this thing is too heavy for me to carry. These few acres of land need to be planted today, I...I..."

Master Qian completely ignored it and instead mocked:

"It's just a lump, it won't kill you. I think you're just being lazy."

"If it were me, during the rush to plant, even if I had a lump on my back twice as big as yours, I would do everything in my power to finish planting the fields..."

"Hurry up, stop arguing. If you can't finish planting, harvest the fields."