Longevity starts with learning

For several years, he had contacted, observed, and studied almost every pregnant female cultivator in Wangtian City.

With the massive data accumulated by Changsheng Sect for tens of thousands of years as support, his research progress was undoubtedly rapid.

The plan, which was originally a castle in the air, was only about 30% to 40% complete, and day after day, he found new evidence and new veins to fill in.

Day after day, year after year, with a touch of spiritual light blessing, Chu Mu was obviously a little bit obsessed.

In the pavilion of the city lord's mansion, countless spiritual papers were scattered all over the floor. He was used to using the tip of the pen to outline his inspiration. Day after day, he didn't know how many times he had used the pen and how much spiritual paper and ink he had consumed.

This pavilion, and even Chu Mu himself, in Wangtian City, seemed to be almost a legend.

Almost everyone in Wangtian City knew that in the City Lord's Mansion, there was a strange senior from the Immortal Sect who liked to study pregnant female cultivators, and even derived a lot of romantic rumors.

If Chu Mu had not done anything to harm pregnant female cultivators and fetuses in addition to normal research and observation, and the rewards he gave were quite generous, then this legend would probably not be just strange, but just a few romantic rumors.

In the pavilion, Chu Mu had disheveled hair and a green shirt stained with ink, showing that it was dirty.

He dipped the pen in ink, his eyes were bright, and the pen was waving, sketching freely, leaving one word pattern after another.

When the pen stopped and fell again, the spiritual paper covering the ground all floated in the air.

As he rolled up his sleeves, pages of spiritual paper seemed to have spirituality. As the paper swayed, it quickly piled up in front of him, and finally turned into several thick piles of spiritual paper, appearing in front of him.

At this time, the spiritual light that had been lingering for several years finally slowly dissipated.

"It should be... almost done?"

Chu Mu murmured softly, and he could no longer hide his fatigue. He slowly flipped through the piles of spiritual papers. Each page contained his countless efforts and was the crystallization of wisdom.

The results of several years of accumulation were slowly sorted out in his mind as he flipped through the pages.

A detailed and clear plan outline has also emerged.

"Seven or eight out of ten..."

When the last page was flipped, an equally clear conclusion also appeared in Chu Mu's mind.

After several years, from three or four out of ten to seven or eight out of ten, although it seems that there is still room for improvement, in fact, there is no room for improvement.

At least for him now, it is already like this.

The mystery of spiritual roots is so profound that even a Yuanying mighty can hardly see its true nature. Even with a touch of spiritual light, his mind and wisdom are so terrifying that he can only explore the edge and the fog, and it is difficult to see its true core.

All he can do is to follow the idea of ​​Nirvana rebirth, follow the gourd, further fill in its details, and perfect its theory.

As for everything that follows, it all depends on practice.

Chu Mu rolled up his sleeves, and another page of white spiritual paper was spread in front of him. He took the pen and dipped it in ink. The pen tip fell, and the five characters of Antai Zaohua Pill appeared between the outlines.

At this point, Chu Mu pondered for a moment, and the pen tip fell again, and he wrote on this page of spiritual paper. In just less than a quarter of an hour, the pen tip stopped.

There are only a few lines, no more than a hundred words, and almost everything is visible at a glance.

But even these hundred words are the result of exhausting his life's learning and absorbing the foundation of Changsheng for tens of thousands of years.

A recipe for Angong Zaohua Pills that belongs to Chu Mu alone.

Compared with the original recipe, this recipe is undoubtedly completely different, even... it can be called a dream.

The four elements of the recipe, monarch, minister, assistant and envoy, should be the unquestionable truth, and any alchemist will basically regard these four elements as the truth.

But in this recipe for Angong Zaohua Pills that belongs to him alone, there is no concept of monarch, minister, assistant and envoy.

There are only kings against kings and generals against generals.

Each of its spiritual materials is the monarch, the main, and the minister, not the auxiliary.

A thousand-year-old fire spirit fruit, a 1,200-year-old red spirit ginseng, a fire flower born in the land of fire spirits and blooming when the fire veins collapse...

A total of twelve spiritual materials, without exception, are rare and precious in the world.

After watching for a while, Chu Mu's consciousness flowed and also sank into the storage space.

On the True Transmission Order, the hundreds of thousands of longevity merits, which could be regarded as a huge sum of money, had been squandered by him long before he entered the Starfire Secret Realm this time.

With the merit exchange treatment of eleven points of the True Transmission of Longevity, the exchange capacity of hundreds of thousands of longevity merits must obviously be multiplied by ten.

The equivalent of millions of merits were all consumed in the Longevity Merit Treasure House.

What was exchanged was such a huge amount of resources, even for Chu Mu himself, it was a little hard to imagine.

At this moment, in his storage space, countless rare spiritual materials of various types have been piled up into small mountains. It can be regarded as a quite spacious storage space. Under such accumulation, there is almost no empty space.

And this is only a part of the huge resources this time. In the Qiankun bag, the space vacated after the corpse puppet left is almost full of various spiritual materials and spiritual objects.

Among them are rare treasures rarely seen in the world of immortal cultivation, as well as some basic resources that are indispensable for him to refine pills, refine weapons, or form formations.

And what he needs for this Angong Zaohua Pill...

As the saying goes, theory should be combined with practice. Since he was able to come up with this dream-like recipe, it undoubtedly proved that he was extremely familiar with the dream of this recipe.

He was extremely familiar with the twelve rare and precious ingredients in the world.

As his spiritual consciousness flowed through this treasure mountain of spiritual materials, jade boxes floated up one after another. With a thought, ten jade boxes fell from the storage space to the table in front of him.

Ten jade boxes and ten spiritual medicines were all needed for the Angong Creation Pill.

And the last two spiritual medicines...

Chu Mu looked at this recipe for the Angong Creation Pill that belonged to him.

At the end of the recipe, the last two of the twelve spiritual medicines were also clearly recorded.

One was the origin of his spirit, energy and spirit, and one was his true fire origin.

One was to severely damage his spirit, energy and spirit, and reduce his lifespan by at least a hundred years.

The other was to severely damage his true fire origin, endangering his cultivation and supernatural powers.

Even though he had studied for many years for the purpose of keeping the fetus safe and reborn in Nirvana, Chu Mu couldn't help but hesitate at this moment.

Either of the two prices was almost unbearable for him.

Not to mention, even if he had confidence, even if he was 70% sure, the theory was only a theory after all, a theory that had not yet been put into practice...

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