Cultivating Immortality Begins with Rejuvenation

There are many legends about the Reclusive Red Stone.

Besides being a benchmark and hope for independent cultivators in the wastelands, it's also because his past before Foundation Establishment has never been definitively known.

It's as if he suddenly appeared sixty years ago.

Some say he came from a northern immortal city, the illegitimate son of an immortal clan who was driven out, vowing not to return until he made a name for himself and wash away the shame.

Others say he was a highly skilled disciple of a certain sect who committed a great disaster, was expelled from the sect, and wandered into the wastelands.

However, what's most admired by the independent cultivators of the wastelands is that he was originally an ordinary independent cultivator from a small gathering area here, who was down on his luck for the first half of his life, and only a chance encounter allowed him to successfully establish his foundation, making him a model for independent cultivators.

The Reclusive Red Stone has never responded to this directly, and with his cultivation level, no one in the wastelands can force him to.

However, there are also rumors that someone once accidentally saw the Reclusive Red Stone being captured and investigated by a Core Formation expert suspected to be from the Azure Cloud Sect, and in the end, they probably didn't find anything special, further confirming the rumors that he obtained his opportunity by chance.

"Strange! Strange indeed!" The Reclusive Red Stone followed the compass to this depression, released his divine sense, and after a long investigation, he marveled.

"Master, what's so strange about this?" Chen Qingling also glanced around, not noticing anything unusual.

The Reclusive Red Stone suddenly became excited: "No wonder this old man's divine sense has detected nothing after several investigations, this place… actually has some means of absorbing divine souls!"

After saying that, he patted his spirit beast bag, and the Treasure-Seeking Brocade-Fur Rat that Chen Zhaohu had given him was released.

"Little ancestor, hurry, hurry and find treasure for this old Taoist, if you find treasure, this old Taoist won't mistreat you." The Reclusive Red Stone gently stroked the rat's head, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Chirp~" Although the Brocade-Fur Rat was controlled by his Beast Control Token, it was still a wild beast captured halfway, and it was still very wild, baring its teeth at the Reclusive Red Stone.

"Oh, little cutie, be good, be good, this old Taoist will give you good things, listen to me, hurry up and find it for this old Taoist." The old Taoist looked particularly amiable and kind, and did not coerce his spirit pet, even somewhat humble and flattering.

Chen Qingling sighed helplessly on the side, seemingly accustomed to this scene.

"Master, you can just order it with the Beast Control Token, it's just a beast, you are its master, there's no need to be like this."

The Reclusive Red Stone shook his head frantically: "No, no, precisely because this old Taoist is its master, I must treat it well, if the master doesn't treat it well, who will treat it well? Only in this way can we understand each other and exchange hearts."

Chen Qingling was quite speechless, but didn't say anything more.

"Be good~" The Reclusive Red Stone then patiently persuaded it for a while, fed it a lot of high-level beast pills, and the Brocade-Fur Rat reluctantly burrowed into the ground…

"Croak~" This scene moved Guagua somewhat.

Li Ji'an hurriedly transmitted a message with his divine sense, telling it that you can't look at things on the surface, maybe the old Taoist abuses the Brocade-Fur Rat in private, and even eats it once it has no value.

It took a long time to appease Guagua.

"Three mountains surround five peaks, facing the Heavenly Dipper directly, carrying the Wushan rain on its back, possessing the wealth of the world… what a Feng Shui treasure land, this old Taoist has roamed here for a hundred years and still hasn't discovered it… what kind of divine soul restriction is it?" The old Taoist drove his divine rainbow, observing this depression up and down, inside and out for several hours, and finally sighed with emotion.

Li Ji'an watched the whole process, not doubting his professionalism, but he was more cautious in his heart.

According to what the Reclusive Red Stone said, this place is probably extraordinary.

And the Soul-Entrapping Ants here are probably arranged by someone.

What might be a great opportunity for others is, for Li Ji'an, a truly unnecessary risk.

Having come to the cultivation world and having "Rejuvenation", he has the greatest opportunity, anything can fail in this life, and start over in the next, there is no need to take risks at all.

He won't do anything that has uncontrollable risks.

He immediately perked up, holding a Small Teleportation Talisman purchased for fifty spirit stones in his hand, ready to escape at any time.

As for the ant queen that he had spent six years raising and nurturing with a lot of energy and blood, and which he might be able to successfully tame and take away in another three years, he had no attachment to it at all.

If the ant queen is not completely tamed and adapted to his energy and blood, it will not live for more than three days once it leaves the ant nest.

"Master, is there really a great opportunity? Is it a tomb or an ancient relic?" Chen Qingling was immediately delighted.

The Reclusive Red Stone took a deep breath: "Such a Feng Shui treasure land is naturally a tomb, the person buried here is also proficient in Feng Shui metaphysics, Qingling, we are going to strike it rich."

After saying that, he hurriedly summoned the Brocade-Fur Rat back through the Beast Control Token.

He directly took it to the southernmost part of the depression, near the mountain peak on the back.

"This must be the entrance to the tomb, good baby, work harder, if there is a divine medicine, 50% is yours."

"Master, what era do you think this tomb is from? From the ancient times or after?"

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"Naturally from the ancient times! After the ancient times, this place has always been wilderness, with few people, who would bury themselves here?" The Reclusive Red Stone was quite confident.

"A tomb from the ancient times!" Chen Qingling was even more excited.

"Master, what exactly happened in the ancient times? Is it really as those rumors say, that six thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, the prosperous age of the cultivation world encountered a world-destroying disaster, and everything started over?"

Seeing them go to the southernmost side, away from his vicinity, Li Ji'an breathed a sigh of relief, and perked up again when he heard Chen Qingling's question.

Having come to this cultivation world for thirty-six years, he has been actively trying to understand the overall environment and background of this world, but the information barrier is more serious than he imagined, and many pieces of information are still unclear.

Whether it's rumors or ancient books in the market, he has combined them and concluded that this cultivation world seems to have only started developing six thousand years ago, and everything from six thousand years ago seems to be buried in the dust of history, without any active inheritance, without any records of cultivators from the previous era.

However, there are occasional manifestations of underground relics and unearthed ancient tombs, which not only confirm that there were cultivators six thousand years ago, and that it was a prosperous age of cultivation, but also that many powerful sects and families today mostly obtained ancient inheritances by chance.

Li Ji'an's feeling about the history of this world is that six thousand years ago was a prosperous age of cultivation, very prosperous, overnight, all the cultivators were wiped out, the environment changed drastically, and only a few mortals survived, and then developed step by step to the present level.

"Six thousand years ago… six thousand years ago…" Facing Chen Qingling's question, the Reclusive Red Stone's expression slowly stiffened, without a trace of emotion.

"I… I can't remember, this old Taoist really can't remember!" Suddenly, the Reclusive Red Stone hugged his head, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

"Master, Master, I won't ask, I won't ask." Chen Qingling hurriedly comforted him, he was already used to this, many people said that the master had his divine soul eroded in a certain tomb before, causing him to sometimes have mental disorders.

"Boom~" Just then, a loud noise came from the place where the Brocade-Fur Rat burrowed.

This sound instantly brought the Reclusive Red Stone back to his senses: "The Dragon-Slaying Stone! The tomb has been found!"

Sorry, a bit late today.