Cultivating immortals is a hard job

A month later, in the cave, Mo Xun waved his sleeves, and the flame in front of him sank into his palm.

After these years of familiarity, he has become more and more at ease in controlling the Xuantian True Fire.

This thing is not only of great help to him in refining tools and alchemy, but it can also be used as a powerful weapon when fighting against the enemy.

After the flame disappeared, a fist-sized, silver liquid bead was revealed floating in the air.

It was like a huge pool of water, crystal clear and dazzling.

This was the Huan Gang Sand that he had spent several years refining.

He flicked his fingertips, and a silver ring flew out, then grew larger and stopped next to the liquid bead.

Since he cultivated his spiritual consciousness, he was much easier in controlling objects in the air than before.

Often, with a thought, he could control everything around him through his spiritual consciousness.

But he was surprised to find that his spiritual consciousness would gradually consume like magic power.

But this kind of consumption cannot be replenished by sitting in meditation and refining Qi. Every time his spiritual consciousness is exhausted, it will automatically recover after a period of time.

Until now, he has not figured out what spiritual consciousness is related to and how to recover quickly.

Looking at the Qiankun Ring and Huan Gang Sand floating in front of him, Mo Xun quickly made hand gestures with his hands, and invisible spiritual power flew out from his fingertips, hitting the melted Huan Gang Sand into the ring.

Although he can't refine magic tools, it's much easier to just integrate materials on the original basis.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that he has read a lot of refining books in the past few years, so he dares to be so bold.

Although he has simulated it many times in his mind, he is also very careful, fearing that if he is not careful, he will not only fail to integrate it successfully, but also destroy this magic tool.

Although this thing is not in line with his skills, it has helped him a lot in these years, and he has been quite handy when fighting against the enemy.

I just don't know how powerful the upgraded Qiankun Ring is.

As the magic sand melted in bit by bit, the original silver ring was shining more and more.

This process lasted for three days. When Mo Xun finished his work, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

For his current realm, it was obviously a bit difficult to refine high-level magic tools, even if it was just to integrate one material.

Often good weapon refiners would train some weapon children, and most of the work was done by the weapon children.

They only need to make a move at the right time, so that the consumption of mana is greatly reduced.

There will be no failure in refining because of lack of mana.

Unlike Mo Xun, no matter what, he needs to do it himself.

After resting for a while, he came out of the cave and came to a mountain stream.

Looking at the strange mountains and rocks in the distance, he suddenly threw out the Qiankun Ring, chanting spells in his mouth while quickly pinching the magic formula in his hands.

The Qiankun Ring was seen in midair, rapidly growing larger, and then split into nine pieces, violently crashing into the high mountain peaks, making a series of huge rumbling sounds.

Countless birds and beasts in the forest were startled and fled in all directions.

When the dust and smoke dissipated and it became quiet again, the nine originally towering small peaks had been smashed to pieces and disappeared.

Mo Xun waved his right hand and took back the Qiankun Ring again, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Although he didn't know the power of the high-level magic weapon, this improved Qiankun Ring was not much inferior.

Then he tried several more times nearby, and didn't return to the cave until dark.

For the next period of time, he put all his energy into drawing talismans.

When refining Qi, many talismans could not be refined due to the realm restrictions.

The talismans were also divided into different levels.

The big classification is human, earth, and heaven, and each level is divided into high, medium, and low levels.

What Mo Xun had refined before was the simplest low-level human rank, and he had never even touched the intermediate rank.

There is another way of dividing the human rank into A, B, C, D, and E. The "E-rank Human Talisman" that Mo Xun had obtained before was classified according to this classification.

According to his understanding, in the current world of immortal cultivation, only human-level talismans have been passed down, and as for the other two ranks, they only exist in higher planes.

Now he is no longer as ignorant as before. As his cultivation level gets higher and higher, he knows more about other planes than before.

In this world, cultivating to the peak of the Nascent Soul is the highest existence.

But even so, the lifespan is only more than a thousand years, which is far from the so-called longevity of the Great Dao.

There are other realms above the Nascent Soul, but I am afraid that few people know what they are.

Only by breaking through the Nascent Soul can we hope to go to a higher plane and obtain true longevity.

In the past few years, he did buy some talisman refining methods through some auctions, and occasionally took them out to study, but his realm was too low and he could not refine them.

Time flies, and another year has passed.

One day, in the dim cave, Mo Xun pinched the Dao formula in his hand, and after a spell, a white smoke suddenly rose around him.

The white smoke dissipated, revealing an old face.

But this face only lasted for a cup of tea, and then it returned to its original appearance.

Mo Xun nodded lightly, and then shook his head.

The time is still a bit short, and it is basically useless.

I'm afraid that only the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage can change at will.

But then again, he was already very satisfied with his current cultivation.

In the past, he always looked forward to building a foundation, and didn't even dare to think about the realm after that. Now that the foundation has been successfully built, he can finally plan his future cultivation.

Half a month later, outside the cave, a flying sword soared into the sky. On the flying sword, a young man with a firm gaze stood with his hands behind his back, soaring above the sky.

The hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, and his young face was full of joy and excitement.

The eagle passed by him side by side, and the clouds that he could only look up to were right beside his hands, and the undulating mountains were rushing behind him like lightning.

At this moment, he truly realized that he was a cultivator.

Standing in the sky, looking at all things in the world, they are like ants.

At this moment, the depression that had been accumulated for many years finally got the proper vent with the whistling wind in his ears.

Since he embarked on this rough road, although it cannot be said that there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, he has experienced several life and death. Now, all the efforts are worth it.

He has waited too long for this moment!

The six-foot-long flying sword under his feet was obtained from Qi Shan in the past. Now that he has divine consciousness, he can finally sacrifice and refine the magic weapon.

The magic weapon that could only be driven with difficulty can often be used at will with just one thought under the guidance of divine consciousness.

This is the difference between the foundation-building stage and the Qi training stage.

A cultivator who cannot travel in the sky, what is the difference between him and a mortal?