I have become immortal, Taoist friends still need to be diligent

"Name?"

"Li Changsheng."

"gender?"

"real man."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, male cultivator."

There is no doubt that the person being questioned is Li Mu, who is currently applying for the position of Ling Zhifu in the Meng family.

Very smoothly, Li Mu entered the Meng family. After all, Li Mu had already perfected the "Lingyu Jue". When he was testing it just now, Li Mu moved his hands, and the water aura in the air gathered between Li Mu's hands.

Manager Meng made a decision on the spot and decided to include Li Mu, eliminating the need for subsequent inspections.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you have never been a Lingzhufu before, so I will ask Friend Daoist Yang to take you later."

"As long as you follow Taoist Fellow Yang step by step, you will definitely become a first-level low-grade spiritual cultivator in less than a year."

"At that time, you can rent our Meng family's spiritual field and have income."

Meng Xiang, an ordinary disciple of the Meng family, only has four spiritual roots and is at the fifth level of Qi refining. But he is the steward of the Meng family's more than 100 acres of fertile land.

Just because his grandfather is Meng Liang, one of the five foundation-building monks in Qionggufang City.

"Okay, please don't worry, Manager Meng. I will study hard and will not let down Meng's cultivation."

Li Mu said to Meng Xiang seriously.

You know, as long as it is a skill, it will naturally be passed down. For example, in alchemy, if you are not a direct blood relative of the alchemist, and you are not a gifted genius, who would be willing to teach you?

And Ling Zhifu's so-called fifth immortal cultivation skill naturally has some inheritance. But it is a bit looser than the first four inheritances.

For example, with the Meng family, you only need to sign a five-year contract with the Meng family after learning Ling Zhifu, and you can leave at any time after serving the Meng family for five years.

Therefore, Li Mu planned to learn from Ling Zhifu and wait until there was no way to get into the Meng family before choosing to leave.

"Fellow Daoist Li, the steward has told me, you can follow me from now on. Try to learn the skill of spiritual planting as soon as possible, and you can rent spiritual fields and earn spiritual stones early in the future."

As soon as they arrived at a small wooden house that Manager Meng had mentioned, a middle-aged monk in his forties emerged from inside.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Fellow Daoist Yang."

Li Mu said politely.

"We're seeing each other, we'll all be traveling together from now on, just be casual."

The middle-aged monk waved his hand and said to Li Mu. He didn't pretend to be a master. After all, he just taught these skills to Li Mu on behalf of the Meng family.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Yang, it's dinner time now, why don't you have a drink and I'll treat you."

When Li Mu saw that the other party had no airs, he began to have a relationship.

"That's okay, it will cost Fellow Daoist Li money."

The middle-aged monk did not refuse. He understood what Li Mu was thinking. Everyone just wanted to learn the complete technique without any flaws. This is how he came.

Li Mu naturally took the middle-aged monk to take care of his original employer's business. After three rounds of drinking, the two gradually became familiar with each other, and Li Mu also learned about each other's life experience.

Fellow Daoist Yang, whose real name is Yang Lin, is a casual cultivator who was born in a mortal country thousands of miles away. He loved reading since he was a child and was extremely intelligent. When he was thirteen years old, he was going to the county town to take the children's examination.

As a result, he encountered bandits on the road and all his guards were killed. He was the only one who fled back home in a panic because of the desperate resistance of his guards.

As a result, on the second day after returning home, his hometown was affected by banditry, and his parents and relatives were killed by the bandits. He only escaped because his father stuffed him in a kang hole.

After the soldiers and bandits leave. He buried his relatives and escorts alone. Crying in his own graveyard, who would have thought it would rain heavily?

One of his family's ancestral graves was destroyed. He had no choice but to crawl over and try to cover it with dirt, but accidentally fell down. It was quite big inside, and there were many funerary objects, but most of them were damaged. Only the coffin was intact.

Because Yang Lin had not practiced martial arts since he was a child, he did not have the strength to restrain a chicken, and it was raining and muddy, so he could not climb up. It rained heavily and he stayed inside for a day. However, because he got wet and felt a little cold, he Like using a coffin lid to protect against wind and rain.

As a result, at the risk of offending his ancestors, he opened the coffin and found that in addition to a human skeleton, there was also an ancient book.

Yang Lin started studying on his own. It turned out to be a book on the three systems of gold, water and wood. Yang Lin could not help but be overjoyed when he learned that it was a book on how to cultivate immortality.

When the weather cleared, Yang Lin climbed out of the grave and buried the remains of his ancestors. Then he dug out the scraps of money he had hidden and found a place to practice cultivation alone.

I don't know whether it was God's favor or the blessing of his ancestors, but Yang Lin actually had spiritual roots, and he happened to be of the three elements of gold, water, and wood.

After three years of hard training, he reached the second level of Qi Refining. Later, he found a general who had secretly caused banditry and killed him in public.

Then he left without hesitation, and no one among the hundreds of soldiers at the scene dared to stop him. Just because they know that there are immortal cultivators who are invincible to mortals.

In circles, Yang Lin has been wandering in the world of casual cultivators for more than twenty years. Knowing that he was older than the normal sect's selection requirements, he came to Meng's family, intending to earn some spiritual stones in order to achieve a breakthrough.

In the blink of an eye, I have been in Meng's family for more than ten years, and I am now in the middle of the ninth level of Qi refining. He is also fifty years old.

There are already ten years left before the ninth-level Qi Refining monk turns sixty when his physical functions begin to decline. I plan to leave the Meng Family in two years to go all out to break through the foundation building.

You must know that the life span of a Qi refining monk will continue to increase from the early stage of Qi refining to the peak, with the minimum being ninety years old and the maximum being more than one hundred and twenty years old.

And if you break through to the peak of foundation building, your life span can be extended to more than 120 years, and your life span can be up to 250 years. Even if it is only in the early stages of foundation building, it still has a lifespan of more than 180 years.

The most important purpose of monks' cultivation is to seek immortality, and Yang Lin will naturally not be exempt from secularism.

As for the realms beyond foundation building, the Golden Core realm can last up to five hundred years old, allowing one to sit back and watch the rise and fall of dynasties. The Nascent Soul realm can reach up to one thousand years old, which can be regarded as half of living history.

And above the Nascent Soul, in the Divine Transformation Realm, the lifespan can reach up to more than two thousand years, and they are all existences that suppress one world.

According to Li Mu's understanding, there are only three factions in the Immortal Lake Xiuxian Continent where he currently resides that have cultivators in the realm of gods.

As for those who are above the gods, Li Mu hasn't heard of them yet, maybe because the circle is too small and he hasn't been able to get in touch with them yet.

"Come, Fellow Daoist Yang, I wish you an early foundation."

Li Mu picked up the wine glass and said to Yang Lin.

"Hahaha, I'd like to borrow auspicious words from fellow Taoist friends."

Yang Lin smiled heartily and then drank it all in one gulp.

The next day, Li Mu followed Yang Lin and began to learn how to take care of the Lingmai Linggu in the Lingtian.

"Fellow Daoist Li, this spiritual wheat needs a small amount of spiritual rain to survive. You only need to cast the spell once a day."

"Ling Gu loves water and needs to be planted in water. You need to keep the water in the spiritual field no less than an inch, and not too much. You also need to cast a spell three times a day to let the spiritual energy flow into the water to nourish the spiritual valley."