Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The returns outweigh the costs, so there's no need to worry about wasting your lifespan.

However, from the perspective of common sense, spiritual practice is indeed a very long process.

"continue."

After speaking softly, Xi Heng closed his eyes and let the spiritual light and time slowly flow over his body.

Being inside the cave, one rarely sees the changing seasons outside; one only feels that the temperature rises and falls slowly, like a wave.

The spiritual light circulates throughout the heavens, which is one hour.

And so, after countless turns, a season has passed in a flash.

In a vague sense of time, the light circulated tens of thousands of times.

Four whole springs, summers, autumns, and winters cycle endlessly, and the cycle of reincarnation is ever-evolving.

……

Inside the cave, a clear spring flows.

A bamboo tube collects the natural clean water from the rock wall, filters it using a water-based method, and then pours it into a silver kettle on a nearby stove for brewing tea.

A crimson flame suddenly ignited beneath the stove, and rising steam carried a hint of tea aroma.

Having just finished his cultivation, Xi Heng waited for the water to boil, then grabbed the silver kettle and placed it on the table. He poured the tea into the cup and added two pieces of brown sugar.

"It's been so long since I've had dessert..." she whispered.

Although it doesn't feel like too long in terms of physical sensation.

The two periods of seclusion felt like two grand dreams.

When I woke up, I found that five years had passed.

"Should I learn how to make pastries myself?" She didn't want to go to some desolate and remote region where there wasn't even any dessert to eat.

"Let's learn it after we reach the next stage of cultivation... or maybe we can find some delicious desserts in other realms after we've looked around."

The tea was warm, and Xi Heng sat down at the entrance of the cave, taking a small sip of the tea.

It was raining outside, and the rain was pattering against the trees.

The pot of tea was quickly used up, and it was getting dark outside.

The girl sat on a self-made recliner, closed her eyes, and meditated, and before she knew it, it was tomorrow.

The sky was already bright, and the fresh air after the rain was blowing in.

After sitting there for a while, dawn turned into noon.

Xi Heng got up and rubbed his stomach, feeling empty. He then returned to the cave and grabbed a porcelain bottle containing fasting pills from the table, shaking it.

"Nothing."

The other ten porcelain vases on the table were also empty.

"Let's go out for a bit longer," Xi Heng murmured to himself.

……

Shigu Market, in the middle of the commercial street.

Perhaps because it had just rained, there weren't many stalls outside.

The old cultivator who used to sell spirit rice, spirit meat, and cultivator supplies, and who set up a stall with his granddaughter, which Xi Heng used to frequent, is no longer there. Only one-third of the stalls on the road remain.

The sky was overcast, and the faces of the monks and stall owners on the street were the same.

The girl in the white robe looked around and noticed the sadness and unease in people's eyes, which puzzled her.

It seems that this was never the case in my previous life.

She then casually approached a stall selling spirit rice, spent five spirit stones to buy a bag of the finest spirit rice, and asked, "I have been in seclusion for many years, but today I see that you fellow cultivators all look somber and sigh frequently. I wonder what has happened?"

The simply dressed cultivator in blue robes glanced at him and sighed softly:

"What else could it be? It's just that speculation that caused a stir two years ago, which has recently been confirmed."

"What kind of guess?" Xi Heng asked, puzzled.

“The spiritual energy in the array is inexplicably thinning, especially in our Shigu Market area.” The other party shook his head and said, “After several fire-adding rituals, the spiritual energy obtained has gradually decreased. People are saying that the Spirit Locking Array is probably weakening and can no longer support itself for long.”

"Once the Spirit Locking Array dissipates, we cultivators will have nowhere to go. Who wouldn't feel anxious? This is true for Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even more so for Qi Refining cultivators."

The girl tapped her chin with her fingertip.

"Is that so?"

The weakening of the Spirit Locking Array was inevitable. In the previous life, some cultivators in the Fire Hell had also noticed that the effect of adding fuel to the fire was getting worse each time, but it failed to spread widely.

For some reason, in this lifetime, all the cultivators received this news.

She pondered to herself, "I haven't done anything besides cultivation, so why has this change occurred?"

The spiritual energy consumed during one's own cultivation should not be enough to thin out the spiritual energy of the Fire Hell.

Thinking of this, Xi Heng suddenly remembered that he had originally stuffed a channel for transmitting spiritual energy from the Stone Valley Market into his cave from underground.

"Well……"

The spiritual energy she uses for her own cultivation may be insufficient, but the spiritual energy stored and absorbed by the entire cave over a long period of time is enough to influence the entire market.

In other words, she is still the culprit.

Xi Heng coughed lightly twice, put the purchased spirit rice into his storage bag, performed a Daoist salute, and turned to leave.

He exchanged some more spirit stones and went to the pill shop to buy fasting pills. Along the way, he saw that all the cultivators he met looked dejected.

Especially for Qi cultivators with weaker auras, who are unable to form a spiritual energy vortex within their bodies, once the spirit-locking array breaks, their spiritual energy will inevitably dissipate.

Younger cultivators are better off; they cultivate Qi to nourish their bodies, and even if they lose their spiritual energy, they can still live to be 120 years old.

However, the older cultivators were worried. Many of them, who were over a hundred years old, feared that they would lose their strength and die when the spiritual energy dissipated.

Of all the people in the entire Ishigaya town, only Yuuki was completely indifferent to this.

She already knew that the fiery hell couldn't last long, and she also knew that the worries of the cultivators outside were completely unnecessary.

Because regardless of whether one is ultimately saved from the fiery hell, all cultivators within it will inevitably perish.

After purchasing a sufficient quantity of pills, the girl clutched her small package and returned to her cave to cultivate.

……

Time flies, and it has been seven years since Xi Heng reloaded his save file.

After continuous cultivation, she has finally reached the threshold of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

However, to truly cross the threshold and reach the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, one still needs to accumulate strength for a breakthrough.

Fortunately, she has a Heavenly Spiritual Root, so she won't encounter any bottlenecks before reaching the Golden Core stage. She doesn't need any spiritual medicine to help her break through such a small realm. She only needs to condense her spiritual power for a year or two before she can break through directly.

During her cultivation, Xi Heng secretly sent resentful flames into the hearts of several cultivators who had inadvertently approached her cave.

Used for observation and surveillance, this fire prison has evolved in ways different from what it used to be.

It was then learned that the public was aware of the weakening of the Fire Prison Spirit Locking Array, and various organizations had openly launched plans to save the Fire Prison.

The most mediocre among them was the Pure Fire Sect, which gathered array masters and attempted to modify the array structure to repair the Spirit Locking Array.

Wanbaoge stated that when all strategies are exhausted, they can try to rebuild the Great Locking Spirit Array using the secret treasure 'Heavenly Water Array Flag' in the pavilion. Although the array's range will inevitably decrease and the concentration of spiritual energy will weaken after reconstruction, cultivators will still have a place to live.

The Seven Sects Alliance was quite dismissive of this, only saying that their leader would advance to the Golden Core stage to maintain this world, and had already begun to openly search for methods of creating fake Golden Cores, which caused many conflicts with the Pure Fire Sect.

Xi Heng gleaned this information during his cultivation and pondered it deeply.

"Perhaps, in these lifetimes I use for cultivation, I can have others try out this fake elixir method for me first."

If someone can break through this barrier directly, she can simply replicate their method without needing to do any more research.

"Give it a try. There's no need to just hand it over to the Seven Sect Alliance. There are definitely more than just the leader of the Seven Sect Alliance who want to use the Pure Fire to achieve a pseudo-core."

"Hmm... how about giving them to all the major organizations?"

Xi Heng pulled out two fake alchemy scrolls that he had kept from his inventory, glanced at them casually, and muttered to himself:

"Why don't we just announce it to everyone?"

……

Volume 1: Chapter 248, The Pseudo-Dan Soars

Seven years into the game, winter.

Light snow, mixed with drizzle, fell from the sky, melting as soon as it touched the ground, failing to create a true snowy landscape.

Only the fallen leaves and branches on both sides of the road were dotted with a little white frost.

Today, the Fire Prison is different from the past. For example, the commercial street of Shigu Market, although it is usually bustling with people, is not as densely packed as it is today. Cultivators are even crowded together like mortals.

If you ask why, it's because something unusual happened on the street.

Yesterday, everything was as usual—the cultivators knew that the Fire Prison Spirit Locking Array was weakening, and although they felt anxious and sad, they all went about their ordinary lives peacefully.

But this morning, a stone tablet suddenly appeared in the middle of the market road.

The blue stone tablet has sunk into the ground, and the surrounding surface is cracked and full of fissures.

The inscription on the stele is the reason why so many cultivators flocked to this place.

The first line of the inscription reads "fake cinnabar".

The characters above are written with strokes as sharp as if cut by a knife or sword, each stroke revealing a sharpness, depicting extreme strength and power, yet paradoxically, they are incredibly dashing, flowing like dragons and snakes in motion.

Looking at this inscription is like watching a swordsman wield his sword; even slightly weaker swordsmen can become mesmerized by it.

"How could the method of creating fake elixirs be placed here?" Such questions were often heard from the crowd: "Is it real or fake?"

However, this is clearly not the time to ask these questions.

The legendary method of obtaining the only illusory core that can break through this realm is right before our eyes. Even if there is only a slight possibility that it is true, all cultivators must do their utmost to remember it firmly.

Even though people know that with their own talents and abilities, they simply cannot use such a wonderful method.

But since one has already embarked on the path of cultivation, it would be strange to ignore opportunities.

Thousands of spiritual senses swept across the stone tablet again and again. Simply remembering the words on it was not enough. They also had to pay attention to the strokes, the wear and tear on the stone tablet, and every other detail on it.

The inscription reads: "The art of magic and the study of earthly transformations, using the combined elements to create the mud pill..."

Below the poem are records of the materials needed to achieve the false elixir, how to operate the cultivation method, the required physical strength to attempt it, and how to cultivate the divine will to the limit suitable for breakthrough, etc.

The most important element in the text is the main material for refining the fake elixir—the elixir core.

Legend has it that the true elixir and golden elixir, which are the opposite of the false elixir, are the methods of fusing one's own spiritual power to a state of perfection, making the liquid spiritual power in one's body so thick and deep, and cultivating one's consciousness and body to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, where there is no further progress. Only then can one use essence, qi and spirit as the great medicine, and use one's body as the furnace to refine the golden elixir.

The Golden Elixir has nine cycles, signifying nine tribulations and nine lives.

Ancient books say that ordinary Golden Core cultivators reach their limit after the first transformation, and even if they exhaust all their strength, they cannot advance even a fraction further to the second transformation.

Many more failed to advance, unable even to complete the first transformation. They either lost most of their power or died directly from a calamity.

The main reason is that the initial stage of advancing to the Golden Core, the Dust-Descending and Spirit-Condensing stage, is extremely difficult and requires the assistance of spiritual objects and medicines.

The method of creating a fake elixir on the stele cleverly skips this stage, directly using a spiritual object with the rank of Golden Core as the core to guide the spirit into forming an elixir.

This method is relatively simple and does not require crossing the heavenly tribulation.

This is because it is merely merging a spiritual object that already possesses the Golden Core realm with oneself to obtain the Golden Core status, rather than creating something from nothing through the Foundation Establishment stage. Although there are still celestial phenomena of advancement, one is not subject to heavenly lightning.

The inscription on the stele states that in ancient times, when spiritual energy was abundant, this method of creating a false elixir was something that those who ultimately could not achieve the Golden Elixir had no choice but to do. It was a weak and unorthodox method, not the true path.

Once a false core is formed, the cultivator will find it difficult to make any further progress. Their strength will be bound to the spiritual objects within their body, their lifespan increase will generally be less than half that of a true core, and they will not possess the supernatural powers of a true core.

Those who possess true elixir can expel the golden elixir from their body and combine it with various wondrous techniques to attack in conjunction with their main body, thus multiplying their combat power.

In times of great calamity, one can shatter the core to condense a golden core body, burning one's life essence and true spirit to unleash combat power only slightly weaker than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator in a short period of time.

The fake core here cannot leave the body at all. Once it is removed, the spiritual power condensed in the cultivator's body will be completely dissipated. If the cultivator is lucky, he will regress to the Foundation Establishment stage; if he is not, he will die on the spot.

After reading these words, one of the onlookers sighed softly:

“The unorthodox methods of the past have become the only viable path for us after the collapse of the Heavenly Dao… Cultivators in the Dharma-ending Age truly suffer.”

After discussing it for a while, people continued reading the inscription on the back side of the stele.

The inscription clearly lists two types of fake pill cores: one is a small ball of pure fire, and the other is the Blood Feather Demon Core stored deep within the Wanbao Pavilion.