This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Li Daoxuan hurried over, parted the grass, and his eyes lit up.

"Crimson Blood Cloud Pattern Grass? There's actually Crimson Blood Cloud Pattern Grass here..."

Crimson Blood Cloud Pattern Grass, when mature, will have a touch of blood-red on the tip of the grass, and its leaves have natural patterns that resemble cloud patterns. It is a kind of spiritual medicine that is not rare, but has extremely high efficacy.

Its greatest benefit is nourishing blood and qi, and strengthening the body.

This is the most suitable elixir for martial arts practitioners in the Body Refinement stage.

Li Daoxuan never expected to see it here.

Just as I was about to dig, I suddenly remembered something else.

Crimson Cloud Grass propagates and spreads through its root system, which means that once this grass appears, it usually grows in large patches.

Its only drawback is its long growth cycle, which takes at least 180 years from germination to maturity.

Therefore, major sects would allocate a special piece of land to cultivate this kind of spiritual herb.

Thinking of this, Li Daoxuan quickly walked along the grass and parted the grass to see that there were indeed a few more plants not far ahead, but they had not yet reached maturity.

Continuing onward, we emerged from a tangled thicket of trees, and suddenly the view opened up before us.

Looking around, Li Daoxuan saw a vacant lot of at least ten acres in front of him.

The open space was covered with densely packed Crimson Cloud Pattern Grass.

A gentle breeze blows, and it looks like a surging wave of blood, which is quite a sight.

Li Daoxuan exhaled a breath of stale air, a rare smile appearing on his face.

"That's good, at least I don't have to worry about the Body Refinement stage anymore..."

Due to time constraints, Li Daoxuan only picked a dozen or so plants before heading back.

By the time I got home, it was already getting dark.

Seeing the dark currents that seemed to be chasing after him, Li Daoxuan quickly closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Li Daoxuan brewed a pot of Crimson Blood Grass to replenish his blood and qi.

He then began practicing boxing in the courtyard.

Before long, the power of the Crimson Blood Herbs in his body began to take effect.

Blood vessels swell, and qi and blood surge.

As Li Daoxuan refined his fist techniques and breathing exercises, they gradually transformed into his own vital energy, flowing back and forth between his flesh and blood.

The feeling of emptiness and lack that I had before disappeared, replaced by a feeling of great satisfaction and fulfillment.

And so, Li Daoxuan stayed indoors, practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

He would collect more Red Blood Grass when he ran out. The conditions here were rudimentary; he didn't have the tools or facilities to process it, so he dared not collect too much at once to avoid losing its medicinal properties.

Time passed slowly, and a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

This frail body finally became strong after a month of diligent and tireless practice.

One morning a month later, Li Daoxuan, who was practicing his martial arts, suddenly stopped moving and his skin slowly turned red.

A wave of heat emanated from his body.

Suddenly, a faint but powerful aura erupted from him.

A powerful force surged through his body.

Li Daoxuan couldn't help but unleash a punch, the wind from which whistled, already displaying remarkable power.

"The First Heaven..."

Li Daoxuan looked at his fist with satisfaction.

In just one month, he went from being weak and frail to reaching the first level of cultivation, which is extremely fast.

If it weren't for the fact that his physical constitution was too weak, Li Daoxuan would have entered the first level of heaven even faster.

But now things are much better. A month of tempering has replenished his body and strengthened his foundation. He will likely enter the second level of the Heavenly Realm even faster than the first level.

Having acquired the strength of the first level of heaven, Li Daoxuan's physical attributes have clearly improved significantly.

His strength, speed, and stamina are far greater than before.

The flow of qi and blood from the skin and flesh penetrated deep into the bone marrow, causing a qualitative change in his physical strength.

In this way, he can go to farther places to search for better elixirs.

However, Li Daoxuan still felt it wasn't safe enough, so he continued to practice his skills behind closed doors in the courtyard.

Nearly another month passed.

The power of Qi and blood finally tempered all the bones in the body, just like forging iron, hammering and refining all the bones a thousand times.

Li Daoxuan exhaled a breath of stale air, and the crimson color on his body gradually faded.

"Second Heaven... Qi and blood surge like a rainbow, a single punch carries a thousand pounds..."

"We can go somewhere farther away now..."

Early in the morning, as soon as the undercurrent receded, Li Daoxuan left the village alone.

This time he's going to a much farther place.

But we still need to get back before dark.

In less than an hour, Li Daoxuan arrived at the place covered with Crimson Blood Cloud Pattern Grass.

This time, he didn't rush to collect the materials, but instead continued walking further into the playground.

The speed is much faster than before.

After walking for about another hour, Li Daoxuan figured he was nearing his limit and decided to head back.

This trip was quite fruitful; in addition to the Crimson Blood Cloud Pattern Grass, they also found a spiritual herb called the Hundred Spirit Fruit.

The value of the Hundred-Ling Fruit is much higher than that of the Crimson Blood Cloud Pattern Grass.

It is a great tonic for cultivating Qi.

Moreover, all the spirit fruits collected this time are spirit fruits that are two or three hundred years old.

The abundance of resources here was hard for Li Daoxuan to believe.

This is just an ordinary mountain peak, and from the perspective of feng shui, it is not particularly outstanding.

Yet it can produce so many miraculous herbs.

This is probably related to the undercurrent.

The villagers dared not go out at all, and those undercurrents did not affect anything other than humans.

Therefore, no one collects these things.

This actually benefited Li Daoxuan.

They returned to the village with a bountiful harvest, and as soon as they reached the alley entrance, they found their front door open.

Li Daoxuan rushed over and found the house in a mess, with a lot of noise coming from the backyard.

After putting down the medicine basket, Li Daoxuan went to the backyard.

Sure enough, a group of people were making a ruckus in his yard.

Out of the corner of his eye, Li Daoxuan caught sight of a corner of the courtyard, and his heart skipped a beat.

The earthen graves where the original owner's parents were buried were actually dug up.

Two rotten corpses were dragged out.

"Zhang Dalang, Zhang Dalang is back..."

Suddenly, someone spotted Li Daoxuan.

The group immediately turned to look at him, their eyes like those of a wild beast ready to devour him.

A young man rushed over, grabbed Li Daoxuan by the collar, and said viciously:

"Tell me, what treasures did the gods bestow upon you after you sacrificed your parents?"

Li Daoxuan was completely bewildered.

"Baby? What baby?"

At this moment, the widowed neighbor came out and pointed at Li Daoxuan, saying:

"You must have obtained some treasure, hand it over now..."

When the widow said this, the others, their eyes red, also gathered around.

"Yes, he runs out every day and always comes back alive. He must have some kind of protective treasure. Hand it over..."

"Hand it over..."

"Hand it over, or we'll send you as a sacrifice. We can all have a taste of your delicious flesh and blood..."

Looking at the noisy crowd, Li Daoxuan finally figured out the reason...

These people actually thought he had some kind of treasure and wanted to steal it.

Even if Li Daoxuan had the treasure, he would never give it to them.

Looking at the villagers who resembled demons, Li Daoxuan's last bit of pity gradually faded.

He didn't say anything, but instead turned around, walked to the door, and opened it wide.

The villagers were completely bewildered, not knowing what he was going to do.

Li Daoxuan turned around, looking at them coldly, and said, word by word:

"The world has fallen into depravity, and people are like demons..."

"Demons and monsters abound, morality has vanished..."

"Only by washing away the dust with blood can we restore peace and tranquility to this world..."