Chapter 68: Millennium Spirit (Seeking Recommendations)

  May I have one ticket, please?

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  Recently, due to abundant resources, cultivation has made rapid progress.

  But at the same time, consumption is also extremely high.

  Chen Mo looked at the last San Pin Ling Dan, and his heart was slightly moved.

  "This is the last one, don't disappoint me again."

  Ling Shi's three-stage rush to the fourth stage was originally a difficult pass from the lower stage of Ling Shi to the middle stage, extremely difficult. However, Chen Mo couldn't let himself stop, and that life-and-death battle with Qu Muqing was like an alarm clock constantly reminding him.

  After taking the dan medicine, as the medicinal properties dispersed and permeated the limbs and meridians, it was like a scorching heat wave that wrapped around his body. The green shirt he wore was soon soaked through with sweat, clinging to his skin and accentuating his robust muscles. Each time he advanced in rank meant another transformation, just like a python shedding its skin - although he would be reborn stronger, the process was one that ordinary people could hardly bear.

  Two or three hours later, Chen Mo suddenly raised his arms, and a burst of air erupted from his body, forming streams of air that sent rocks and gravel flying in all directions.

  Eyes wide open, foot treads on the rock, a leap, flying out more than ten zhang away. Fist strength suddenly bursts forth, "Lung" sound of a loud explosion, nearly one zhang high stalactite root base explodes with a loud noise.

  The "Huang" bell-like stalactite fell with a dull thud, stirring up layers of gray dust, and complemented the steady and silent Chen Mo, making for a magnificent sight.

  "The three stages of Ling Shi are indeed much more powerful."

  ……

  Almost simultaneously.

  In the nearby canyon.

  A dark figure floated down, lightly treading on the rocky cliff wall, borrowing momentum from a thousand-year-old locust tree in the gap between cliffs for a brief pause, then leaped again, like a falling black cloud, drifting and landing at the bottom of the cliff. The toes touched the ground, lotus steps stumbled, body swayed twice, barely stabilizing.

  Guanyin of the underworld lotus, wearing a dark blue gauze skirt, with a silk belt around her waist, setting off her slender figure. Her nearly black dark blue long hair fluttered in the wind.

  Her eyes were icy cold, but couldn't hide the willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows that seemed to be dotted with beauty. If not for the aura of a thousand-year-old ice that made people fearful, she wouldn't be a bad-looking seductive woman.

  A black veil covers her face, adding a few points of mystery, the title of Poison Guanyin is even more marked with a fierce label, making people feel the coldness emanating from her body before they even approach, as if it's the dark and sinister aura of hell summoning souls.

  A strong gust of wind blew by, lifting the black veil that covered her face, revealing a pale and breathtakingly beautiful complexion that made one's heart ache. Her thin lips trembled, and the bloodstains at the corners of her mouth showed that after her fierce battle with the Red Flame King, her injuries not only had not healed, but had instead worsened.

  She was hit by Chi Yan Wang's heavy punch, and the remaining fire poison in her body boiled, burning her flesh and meridians, making it hard to expel. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a faint sweat moistened her veil, revealing her unbearable pain at this moment.

  However, she was extremely strong and didn't even hum a sound.

  Slender jade legs sat cross-legged beside the rock, icy beautiful eyes tightly closed, long eyelashes trembling slightly. Under the attack of fire poison, the white and delicate brow was tightly locked, relying only on the remaining little vital energy to bitterly resist the invasion of the fire poison.

  Suddenly, on the slender jade fingers that were supporting the ground, a weak and almost imperceptible warm current was transmitted. Only to see the stone under the seat was smooth and transparent, with some hidden transparency.

  Slender jade fingers lightly touched the stone block.

  "Thousand-year-old spiritual essence." Even with her usual calm and serene demeanor, she couldn't help but exclaim it out loud, a hint of joy flashing across her face. With a wave of her hand, the dry leaves on the rock scattered, and her originally pale and haggard face had already forgotten its pain. Her slender fingers stroked the rounded rock, as if coaxing a sleeping infant, and although her face was covered with a black veil, one could imagine the subtle changes in her icy, jade-like complexion.

  She must have a keen eye for spotting treasures, otherwise she would have missed this one.

  "Essence of the Millennium"

  It is the essence of heaven and earth, formed naturally over thousands of years, growing in the rocks, overflowing from the stalactites hanging on the rock walls, relying on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and generating with the breath of all things.

  It's already a miracle to find one among millions, and it takes several years or even decades for a single drop of white latex to seep out. Judging from this situation, there must be at least two cups inside the rock, which cannot be achieved without thousands of years.

  The lotus jade palm was lightly raised, just about to split the stone and take the marrow, but it stopped in mid-air.

  The Millennium Essence is an extremely rare heavenly material and earthly treasure, equivalent to a fifth-grade spiritual medicine. Although it can be consumed directly, the effect of using it to refine elixirs is far better.

  If some Millennium Spirit Essence is added to the alchemy, it's only natural that one's cultivation will be enhanced, and who knows, it might even play a crucial role in breaking through to the Sky Tier in the future.

  If all of them are used up like this, it's absolutely a waste.

  But the Millennium Essence requires a wooden core of corresponding years as its container, and ordinary utensils cannot withstand the flow of its essence.

  Her eyes seemed to be deep in thought, pulling the skin under her face, and curling up the corners of her mouth. When she fell off the cliff, she remembered that there was a thousand-year-old cypress tree on the mountain waist, wasn't it just right for use?

  Operating the mysterious energy, continuing to suppress the wound and fire poison. With a cloud-like step, a black shadow flew away from the ground, stirring up a whirlwind of withered leaves flying around, and in an instant, it had arrived at a cliff, leaping again, the person had burst through the colorful clouds, heading towards that thousand-year-old ancient juniper. The withered leaves fell, coincidentally landing on the Lingmu Rock, where ordinary people couldn't see anything.

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  At the same time, Chen Mo brought Xiao Ba over here to explore and try to find a suitable way out.

  The bottom of the cliff is deep and has no edges, with caves and stalactites hanging everywhere. The strange and weird caves would be lifeless without the colorful aura.

  The little raccoon, who had been walking slowly like an old man, suddenly became excited and ran to the front, stretching its head and crawling on the ground, sniffing around like a dog. Next to a withered branch and leaves, the raccoon's forelimbs were rummaging for something.

  "Has this foodie discovered something good?" Chen Mo was taken aback, and then slightly delighted. Although Xiaoba was both a foodie and lazy, there was one advantage - when wandering in the wild, he would often discover some good things due to his keen foodie instincts.

  Xiao Ba was scratching at a rock, when Chen Mo's palm stirred up the wind. With a "whooshing" sound, branches and leaves flew sideways, revealing the rocks in all their entirety.

  Isn't it just a broken stone? Chen Mo looked left and right, but couldn't see anything special. Suddenly, he was speechless, and it turned out that even the usually reliable Xiao Ba could also have an off day.

  Unexpectedly, Xiaobai's round and shiny eyes looked at himself with disdain, flipped his white eyes, and nodded his turtle head towards the jade stone, as if saying, "You uncultured person, the good stuff is under the stone."

  Chen Mo understood, and in an instant, his palm rose like a sharp blade, and with a gust of wind, it fell.

  A loud "crack" split the large, square boulder open, with cracks running in all directions. With a "splitting" sound, it broke into four pieces and scattered apart.

  Suddenly a refreshing and fragrant aura wafted over, the boulder scattered but still retained a disk-shaped green stone, and that milky white spiritual essence now looked like a handful of sweet dew, quietly waiting to be savored. The stone cracked and the energy dissipated, emitting a bright light, like a dormant mist, fleeting in an instant.

  "Thousand Year Spiritual Marrow." Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise. He had only seen the Spiritual Marrow mentioned in the clan's library, where it was classified as a fifth-grade spiritual medicine, renowned for its rarity and preciousness. Unable to contain himself, he licked his dry lips, and his mouth watered at the prospect of obtaining this fifth-grade spiritual medicine, which would surely take his cultivation to the next level.

  "Xiao Ba, not bad, looks like I didn't raise you in vain." Chen Mo was truly shocked. Xiao Ba often managed to get his paws on some good stuff, but he had never gotten anything as shocking as this fifth-grade spiritual medicine, and there were quite a few of them too.

  What a pity!

  If there were utensils made of thousand-year-old spiritual wood, it would be possible to collect these thousand-year-old spiritual marrow, and the value would increase by more than double.

  It's just that now the boulder has split open and the spiritual marrow is already exposed. It's obviously too late to find a thousand-year-old spiritual tree temporarily again.

  The best plan for now is to take advantage of the time before the medicine disperses, and, uh, swallow it.

  As for Xiao Ba, he wouldn't be polite at all. He stretched out his turtle head and started licking the spiritual marrow with a "slurp" sound.

  "Eat slowly." Chen Mo pinched it and hastily buried his head to take a big gulp. The spiritual essence was swallowed, more than half of it entering his body. A cool sensation passed through his throat, reaching his limbs, blood vessels, and the dan Tian. The fragrance still lingered in his mouth, while the cool sensation had spread throughout his abdomen and entire body. Even the tender shoots of the divine tree in his sea of consciousness seemed to have been nourished, stirring its branches and lifting its leaves. His dan Tian's primordial energy was like a balloon filled with air, swollen and bulging.

  Chen Mo deeply felt the effects of this thousand-year-old elixir, as if he had tasted an immortal wine, and his body was comfortable and unobstructed. This was only the superficial effect. If he were to refine the medicinal properties within his body, he could temper his meridians and enhance his cultivation.

  With a look of lingering regret, she puckered up her mouth, having never tasted such an ambrosial elixir before. Looking at the stone plate again, the spiritual marrow had already disappeared, leaving only Xiaobai sticking out its tongue to lick back and forth, occasionally swallowing the remaining spiritual marrow on the fragmented stone plate.

  "Xiao Ba, can you be any more shameless?" Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a little envious of its audacity. A fifth-grade spiritual medicine was extremely precious, but he himself could hardly learn from it.

  Xiao Ba didn't care, and slowly glanced at Chen Mo. Wasting such precious natural resources is disgusting. Who made you poor? Your family's tyrant can't even be fed properly normally. Just now, you sucked in more than me in one mouthful.

  Chen Mo could no longer hold back, anyway there was no one around, only a shameless pet turtle present. If he continued to be reserved, not even the dregs would be left over. He hastily grabbed a piece of broken stone, on which still remained quite a bit of thousand-year-old spiritual energy.

  The poor boy was already a master of the house, and such a rare treasure like this was encountered for the first time in his life. When Chen Mo started licking it, he still felt a bit embarrassed, but after a few breaths, the spiritual marrow's jade-like flavor made him ecstatic, and he began to fight with Xiao Ba for the remaining pieces.

  It is better for one to wait for a turtle to come and lick it with joy, than to lick it hastily.

  Chen Mo suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and as he turned to look, he was instantly frozen in place like a bolt of lightning had struck him. He saw that several meters away, a slender woman with an aura of coldness surrounding her was staring menacingly at the two main pets who were happily licking each other.

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