Chronicles of the Green Vine: A Mortal’s Path to Immortality

The next day, Zhang Ling was full of energy. After meeting Wei Shen, a master with high strength, he was even more certain that this person would never let him go.

He doesn't kill him now because he is still useful. Once this person achieves his goal, he will only have a dead end.

However, he still has time. As long as he makes good use of this time, he still has a chance to turn the tables.

He first took care of the spiritual medicine field next to the small courtyard and sorted out a piece of spiritual field. Then he went to the Miscellaneous Hall and exchanged a batch of spiritual medicine seeds for thirty or forty spiritual stones.

In this regard, the sect was not stingy, so he exchanged for more than a dozen different spiritual medicine seeds at once. Among them were also mixed several spiritual seeds needed to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill.

After coming back, he planted these spiritual medicine in the medicinal field, as for the two main medicines of the Foundation Establishment Pill, Yan Yang Flower(炎阳花: Flame Sun Flower) and Tian Xing Grass(天星草: Sky Star Grass), he did not take them out. Because although this place is not valued by Wei Shen, it is not far from this person's cave after all, and he is not sure whether this person has any means to monitor him.

It would be inappropriate to take out two kinds of spiritual medicine rashly, he had to wait a little longer to see if this person was really in a state of free-range with him.

After that, he never went out again, and practiced in the small courtyard, coupled with the two bottles of Yang Qi Pills(养气丹: Qi Nourishing Pills) Wei Shen gave him, his cultivation progressed rapidly.

The effect of Yang Qi Pills(养气丹: Qi Nourishing Pills) was much better than the Spirit Gathering Pills he had taken before. His master did not have any thoughts on this, which made him even more convinced that this person would not attack him before he established his foundation.

In a blink of an eye, seven days passed, and Zhang Ling stayed in the small courtyard to practice honestly.

On this day, a sound transmission talisman flew into the small courtyard. After seeing the information inside, Zhang Ling went to Wei Shen's cave.

"Not bad, you have been concentrating on cultivation these days, very good. These are ten bottles of Yang Qi Pills(养气丹: Qi Nourishing Pills). Enough for your cultivation within three years."

Inside the cave, Wei Shen looked at Zhang Ling with bright eyes, nodded in satisfaction, and then waved his hand to take out ten porcelain bottles.

With a happy expression, he quickly took the elixir and put it away. So many Yang Qi Pills(养气丹: Qi Nourishing Pills) surprised him.

Yang Qi Pills(养气丹: Qi Nourishing Pills) are elixirs for monks in the late stage of Qi training to increase their cultivation. The price of one pill can be worth eight spiritual stones, and ten bottles are eight hundred spiritual stones.

This made Zhang Ling flattered for a while. Could it be that this person has changed his temperament and is playing the role of a kind teacher.

"Put out your Ghost Vine, let me see."

While he was thinking wildly, Wei Shen took out so many elixirs without any change in his face, and just said to him lightly.

Although Zhang Ling hesitated, he still raised his left arm, and saw a blue-green vine stretching to five or six feet long at once.

This is a newly grown vine. Most of the previous one was destroyed by Wei Shen. Fortunately, the wood attribute spiritual power in his body has not decreased. With this spiritual power and the nourishment of the blood in his body, the vine has now recovered for the most part.

Wei Shen's body flashed with spiritual light, and a spiritual force hit the Ghost Vine. Zhang Ling was shocked and wanted to take back the vine with a thought.

Wei Shen did not give him a chance. His hands glowed with spiritual light, grabbed one end of the vine, and then Zhang Ling felt a powerful spiritual force rushing into the vine.

A strange scene appeared, the vine twisted a few times first, and then expanded a few circles.

At the same time, Zhang Ling's face was also red, the spiritual power in his body was disordered, and the vine on his left hand seemed to know it was not good, and was quickly absorbing the blood in his body, and the length increased a little.

I saw that there were blood-colored lines on the vine, and the vine was dyed blue and red.

"Humph"

Wei Shen snorted lightly, the spiritual power in his hand increased a bit, and then he saw that the vine on his left arm split into several small vines, the vines were five or six feet long, and the other end had turned blood red.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but scream, his body fell to the ground, and blood flowed from his left arm.

Wei Shen directly separated a few strands of vines from his body. These vines were all with root parts, and they were forcibly pulled out of his body, so he naturally felt uncomfortable.

As soon as these vines left Zhang Ling's body, they quickly shrank into a ball.

Wei Shen's face remained unchanged, he flipped his hand, took out a red box, and quickly put the vines into it.

After doing these things, he looked at Zhang Ling. He frowned first, then took out a milky white pill.

"This is a Peiyuan Pill(培元丹: Foundation Cultivation Pill), which can make up for your loss of energy and blood."

Zhang Ling quickly got up from the ground and grabbed the elixir in his hand. However, he did not take it immediately, and Wei Shen did not care, and sat back in his original position.

"Go down."

"Yes, this disciple takes his leave."

After leaving Wei Shen's cave and returning to the Spirit Medicine Garden, Zhang Ling stood in the small courtyard, stretched out his right hand holding the Peiyuan Pill(培元丹: Foundation Cultivation Pill).

With a vigorous pinch, this precious elixir was directly crushed into powder. He seemed to want to vent all the depression in his heart on a small elixir.

At this moment, his heart was depressed. This old ghost directly treated him as a lab rat, and he could do whatever he wanted, and he had no means of resistance.

He is still too weak, Zhang Ling's eyes were cold. He never wanted this kind of situation to happen again. Without strength, he can only be manipulated in the world of cultivating immortals, and at this moment he wants to become stronger more than ever.

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Two days later, Zhang Ling received another sound transmission talisman from Wei Shen. It said that he was going to leave the cave for a while, and told him to concentrate on cultivation.

The Green Mist Valley, has not changed at all.

After Wei Shen left, Zhang Ling spent the next few days concentrating on cultivation, and after confirming that this person had really left.

He went to the Sutra Library several times and copied several books on spiritual medicine, while practicing and looking for spiritual medicine that could enhance the soul.

In a blink of an eye, a few more days passed, and after reading a large number of spiritual medicine illustrations, he also locked on a few spiritual medicines.

"Three-color flower(三色花: Three-Color Flower), Ningguang grass(凝光草: Condensed Light Grass), Seven Treasure Lotus..."

Spiritual medicines that can enhance the soul are different from other spiritual medicines. Not only are they few, but also the effect is not as good as he imagined.

The strongest among them is a kind of sacred wood called Soul Nourishing Wood, which is an ancient sacred wood.

As long as you wear a small piece, you can enhance your soul, and you can also refine soul-nourishing magic weapons, nourish the monk's soul, and delay the dissipation of the monk's soul.

He doesn't want to think about this kind of sacred wood, even the Nascent Soul old monster doesn't have it, and now he can only find two kinds of spiritual medicines: Three-color flower(三色花: Three-Color Flower) and Ningguang grass(凝光草: Condensed Light Grass).

Three-color flower(三色花: Three-Color Flower) is a first-grade spiritual medicine, often used to make spiritual tea. Although it can increase the monk's soul, it must be drunk all year round. Moreover, the Three-color flower(三色花: Three-Color Flower) is only a ten-year spiritual medicine, and the longest year will not grow to twenty years, and the effect is also very limited.

Ningguang grass(凝光草: Condensed Light Grass) is a second-grade spiritual medicine, which can grow to five or six hundred years. It is often made into Ning Shen Fragrance(凝神香: Concentration Incense) by monks. Lighting some during cultivation can make people's soul clear and reduce the growth of inner demons during the cultivation process.

The Ning Shen Fragrance(凝神香: Concentration Incense) specially made from century-old Ningguang grass(凝光草: Condensed Light Grass) can slowly nourish the monk's soul, which is his goal.

After determining the spiritual medicine, he exchanged half a small bag of Ningguang grass(凝光草: Condensed Light Grass) spiritual seeds from the sect for thirty spiritual stones.

So, Zhang Ling practiced diligently according to the plan every day, while practicing spiritual power, while studying the nameless soul refining technique on black paper.

A few days later, at night, it was time for the mysterious pearl to work again. After waiting for a few hours, a black and gray grass that was half a person tall appeared in front of him. A layer of pale gray strange light, condensed and not scattered, was quite strange.

Zhang Ling was overjoyed. The mysterious pearl really did not disappoint him. Holding the century-old Ningguang grass(凝光草: Condensed Light Grass), he went into a wooden house and tinkered.