Chapter 21: Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Herb Half a month later, the rising sun set over a sparsely populated crater in the northern part of Xizhou. This volcano is an active volcano that is constantly erupting. The flames at the mountain pass are amazing and the temperature is extremely high. The most amazing thing is that there is a small fire spirit vein at the bottom. Xuyang plans to cultivate several suitable spiritual herbs here. The reason for choosing Xizhou to settle down is that the state is vast and sparsely populated. Apart from the loess plateau, there are deserts, Gobi volcanoes, and the environment is harsh and spiritual veins are scarce. The total population of the entire state is only over 100,000, so the immortal cultivation world, which is in the midst of fierce fighting, rarely turns its attention here. It is very safe for Xuyang and is very suitable as a temporary cave. Although the small fire spirit vein is not enough for ordinary people to cultivate spiritual herbs, Xuyang has a large number of high-level spirit stones and small bottles in his hands, which is enough to use the spirit gathering array to create an environment suitable for the survival of high-level spiritual medicines. Moreover, this place is only a few thousand miles away from the cave where he and the two people who were building their foundation separated, which also makes it convenient for him to receive information from the outside world. Xuyang took out the fire spirit grass, red essence ganoderma, fire jujube tree and other spiritual medicines he had collected before from the storage bag and plunged into the volcano. On a small naturally formed platform deep in the crater, feeling the decent spiritual energy of the place, he took out several high-level spirit stones and array formation materials from his storage bag and started to get busy. After some operations, feeling the abundant spiritual energy in the formation, Xuyang nodded with satisfaction. He used the spiritual soil dug from under a thousand-year-old fire jujube tree as the base, watered it with thousand-year-old stone milk and spiritual spring water, and planted all the spiritual medicines he was going to cultivate.
The thousand-year-old fire date tree was discovered on the way back when he passed by an unknown mountain range. He was so happy that he accepted it without hesitation. As for the large group of fire crows guarding the spiritual tree, they protested loudly, but after Xuyang grabbed and killed their level 4 leader, they all scattered. Xuyang did not kill them all, after all, they were also fire-type demons and had stolen someone else's heirloom. Just like this, during the day, Xuyang comprehended the Dragon Transformation Art and the Bone Tempering Art in the Spirit Gathering Array, and worked hard to refine his magic power over and over again. Occasionally, he would take out the collected books on refining arrays and read them while shaking his head. At midnight, he would take the small green bottle to the outside of the volcano, collect moonlight, and condense green liquid. When it gets light, we return to the crater. Day after day, this boring and dull life passed by. At dawn eight years later, at the crater of the volcano, Xuyang was lying on the lava with his eyes closed, practicing. A small green bottle stood not far in front of him. At this time, the small bottle was surrounded by a white light ball the size of a washbasin. Countless white lights appeared from the void and gathered from all directions. Suddenly, the dark green pattern on the bottle emitted a dazzling green light, and on the surface of the bottle, a few golden words and symbols appeared. These strange characters had a strange structure and peculiar strokes, and had an indescribable ancient charm. The text symbols flashed and moved on the bottle surface for a few moments before disappearing. Xuyang also opened his eyes at this moment. This scene has happened every eight days over the years, and he is no longer surprised. When I picked up the small bottle in my hand, I took off the cap effortlessly and looked inside. Sure enough, a drop of emerald green liquid the size of a soybean rolled slowly at the bottom of the bottle, reflecting a bizarre light on the bottle wall. "Another drop. This time, the fourth thousand-year-old elixir will be born!" At this moment, a green light came rapidly from the distant sky, and after a few breaths, it was caught in Xuyang's hand. Xuyang looked down and found that it was a sound transmission note. The two who were building their foundation at that time had sent sound transmission notes every once in a while in the past few years. Due to their limited cultivation, although they had racked their brains and made every effort to collect information, they still had no great gains. For some reason, they were both afraid that the other would be more greedy than themselves, which would lead to them losing their usefulness and being abandoned by Xuyang. As a result, the frequency of their sending sound transmission notes was higher and higher, no matter how small the matter was, they would send a message at the slightest sign of trouble. Unfortunately, neither of them had any definite news, which made Xuyang feel helpless and annoyed, but he didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm. When his spiritual sense scanned the sound transmission note, he found that it was sent by the fat man from Haoran Pavilion. In addition to some briefings on the two recent wars, there was also an important message.
Three months ago, when he completed a border guard mission at the Yuanwu State, he found a jade slip in a confiscated storage bag. The jade slip contains the family chronicles of the original owner of the storage bag, a cultivator from the Xu family. According to the jade slip, their Xu family was originally a family of cultivators on an island in the extreme north of the southern sky. The location was outside the Feilu Kingdom, the northernmost country in the southern region of the sky, and there was a small island hundreds of thousands of miles to the north. The island was covered with ice all year round. A thousand years ago, when his family was at its peak, there was a cultivator who had reached the Jindan stage and obtained a small amount of ten thousand year old black jade from a cold pond on the island. Later, due to the struggle on the island, the family was destroyed, and the remaining core members had to go south and join the Shenbing Sect of Yuanwu Kingdom. This time, due to the chaotic situation in Tiannan, the last remaining core member of the clan was killed by Fatty. As everyone knows, cold marrow is born from the ten thousand year old black jade vein. It takes who knows how many years of extremely cold air to gather one drop. Originally, Xuyang had given up hope on the cold marrow. After all, as far as the human world knew, the only places where the cold marrow could be born were the Ice Sea and the Xiaoji Palace. They must have been occupied by top-level cultivators and level ten demon cultivators. He couldn't afford to offend either of these two places now. Now that we have got the clue of the Ten Thousand Year Black Jade, it is worth a trip regardless of whether we have the Cold Marrow or not. After all, the Ten Thousand Year Black Jade itself is the top-grade material with ice attributes, and it is the treasure that people who practice ice attribute techniques dream of. But before setting off, you should first deal with the things at hand. In the spirit gathering array under the crater, a small medicinal garden has changed drastically. Among dozens of rare and century-old fire-type spiritual herbs, there are four unique spiritual medicines. Three of them exuded extremely pure fire spiritual energy and a refreshing fragrance. There were also rune-like patterns on their surfaces that kept floating and flashing. These were the unique spiritual patterns of spiritual herbs that were ten thousand years old. They are a ten thousand year old red essence ganoderma, two fire spirit herbs that have reached the ten thousand year temperature, and a ten thousand year old three flame grass that has mutated and advanced! The last fire jujube tree was only five feet tall, with a low trunk and more than a dozen branches, each of which had one or two fire jujubes hanging on it. Each fire date is the size of a baby's fist, surrounded by flames and emitting astonishingly high temperature. It is the fire date tree that is 9,900 years old! Xuyang was in high spirits. He looked at the amazing harvests of recent years, took out a small green bottle, and without hesitation dripped a drop of green liquid that had just condensed onto the roots of the jujube tree. Oh, my dear readers! You are so awesome! Please put me on the new book list of the heavens! Thanks to Yehui, Book Friend 20171920, Book Friend 20173644, The Big Fish Has Eaten a Few Small Shrimp, Book Friend 20226088, Please Stay in the Best Condition, Qiu Aifeng, and all of you for your monthly ticket support yesterday! Thanks to Zhouyao Fengpiao Yincha, Tiantianlaike, Book Friend 20226088, Huangguxingcheng, Xianxinkong, Ordinary Little Book Friend, Wang Xixiang, Book Friend 20213819, Nongzhu Wanren, xinyugtt, Book Friend 20170223, Xiaofansama, Rensheng Baihuan, Yehui, Xiangjingjing, Book Friend 20229025, I I I Oh Oh Oh Picture, Feng Changhuan, Xi Yuchen, Mengchihuo, Please Stay in the Best State, He Said that World War II Exploded Black, Liao Wu Zhenyou Book, Mingming Daozu’s recommendation votes and support! Thank you all for your love! (End of this chapter)