Wu Jie did not go to a prosperous big city to search for the legend of immortals as he and his parents said. Instead, he went straight to the nearby mountains and forests not long after leaving the town.
He walked along the rugged mountain path toward the mountains, going deeper and deeper, exceeding the usual limits when collecting herbs, and even crossed the deepest places that skilled hunters dared to enter, and came to the inaccessible mountains.
It was almost late autumn, but there were still many birds, animals, snakes and insects in the forest. Along the way, he saw many snakes and insects, and heard how many roars of beasts.
An ordinary person would have been frightened out of his wits under such circumstances; even experienced hunters would have carefully considered retreating at this time, but Wu Jie remained unmoved and continued to move forward firmly into the mountains.
However, when he saw a venomous five-step snake that had not yet hibernated from a distance, he finally gave up the too dangerous trek and returned to the Book of Heaven world to discuss it with Jasmine.
"It's definitely not a good idea to go into seclusion in the mountains! Just now I saw signs of a bear scratching a tree! If you encounter a bear in the woods, you probably won't even be able to escape!"
"But master, retreat practice must be carried out in a place where it is not easily discovered and disturbed by others. This is common sense that even rabbits know!"
"Why?"
"Because monks are relatively fragile when practicing in seclusion. Even if they are not invaded by foreign enemies, just those intentional or unintentional interruptions may cause a lot of trouble... Think about it, people outside are so perplexed, if they are invaded
People can tell that something is wrong..."
"Although there are no people in the deep mountains, there are birds, beasts, snakes and insects. Whether they are ferocious birds of prey or dangerous venomous snakes and insects, any one of them will cause me more trouble than the crowds outside!"
"You are a monk! How can a monk be afraid of wild beasts and insects?"
"I am just an ordinary mortal now. Don't compare it with the requirements of those with great supernatural powers!"
"But in the process of your cultivation, a lot of medicinal fragrance and spiritual energy will be lost. No matter in the city or in the village, it will be easily discovered by people. Then be careful of being steamed and braised!"
"I'm not a rabbit! Who can steam and braise me! But if I retreat in the mountains, I'm afraid I will be eaten by wild beasts!"
"Even the rabbit doesn't believe this! What beast dares to eat a heinous person like you who is full of all kinds of poisons? Isn't it afraid of poisoning itself?"
"Don't change the subject with such unfounded nonsense!"
After a long pointless argument, Wu Jie came up with a solution to the problem.
There is a legend among hunters that if you carry tiger dung with you, you don’t have to worry about jackals attacking you when camping at night, because the tiger’s breath can drive away jackals. Wu Jie was inspired by this and asked Jasmine if she had a similar method.
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"Emit your own breath to drive away the beasts? What a great idea! Why didn't I think of that!" Then Jasmine pricked her finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood, which dripped on his forehead.
These few drops of blood disappeared in a flash and quickly penetrated Wu Jie's body. To Wu Jie, there seemed to be nothing special, but Jasmine patted her chest and assured that no beast would dare to attack him again!
Facts have proved that these drops of Jasmine’s blood are not only very effective, but also overly effective!
When Wu Jie returned to the human world, he saw various birds, animals, snakes and insects in the nearby forest running away in panic as if a disaster was imminent, and in a short time they all disappeared without a trace.
On the following road, he never saw or heard the sounds of birds, animals, snakes and insects. In the vast mountain forest, except for his footsteps, there was the sound of the mountain wind.
"Just a few drops of blood can be so powerful?!" Wu Jie was speechless, but he also had a greater yearning to practice and become an immortal.
He had read many fairy-themed novels and film and television works before traveling through time, but now that he had experienced it himself, he had a deep understanding of the extraordinary power of "immortals" - a few drops of blood can drive away all kinds of beasts and poisonous insects. This is
How majestic! Walking alone in the vast sky and earth, no living thing dares to disturb you, how carefree and free you feel!
The reason why he said goodbye to his parents, relatives and friends and went into the mountains alone was to concentrate on his cultivation in order to achieve supreme supernatural powers in the future!
He doesn't yet have a clear idea of just how "supreme" the supreme supernatural power is, but these few drops of Jasmine's blood have given him a personal experience of what it feels like to be a person with great magical powers, and it has also made him more determined to practice and become an immortal.
determination.
With the destiny in hand, if you don't work hard to make progress, wouldn't your life be in vain?
Following Jasmine's suggestion, he walked in the mountains and forests for five full days before finally stopping in front of a towering mountain and entering the world of the Book of Heaven.
The small field had already been harvested once, and ginseng as thick as a child's arm was piled in a messy pile like carrots. New ginseng seedlings were planted in the field, creating a green and vibrant scene.
A large copper tripod was set up under the ginseng tree. Jasmine was beside the bronze tripod, happily grinding ginseng into a green soup and throwing it into it while humming a very suspicious song.
"The Taoist sect should be steamed with clean water, so that they are fat, tender and soft and easy to eat raw; the Buddhist sect should be cooked in hot oil, so that it is fresh and crispy; the magic sect should be chopped alive, and the drops of essence and blood will be fragrant; the mortals must be pickled if they are tasteless.
Soak three times to dry the vegetable soup..."
Her singing voice was crisp and tender, and indescribably cute, but the lyrics were so creepy that it made Wu Jie feel a little cold behind his back. Especially when he looked at the big cauldron... it seemed, as if, maybe, it was used for cooking.
of……
No, no, no, that's not the point, the point is... It seems, it seems, maybe, the one who will be cooked is Wu Jie himself...
Wu Jie's ominous premonition was not wrong, it was indeed him who was put into the cauldron and cooked.
"This is an original method created by Brother Ninth. It uses external force to forcibly pour medicinal properties into the human body and repeatedly refines it to achieve the effect of reincarnation and increasing one's qualifications." Jasmine cast a spell and ignited a ball of green fire under the cauldron, and the emerald green fire reflected her proudly.
With a smile, "This method is called 'medicine refining'. You can use low-level medicinal materials to achieve the effects of high-quality elixirs. It's really cheap and good!"
"Is this method so effective?" Wu Jie didn't believe it. His intuition told him that nothing in the world is that cheap!
"Well, it's very useful! Every three years, Brother Ninth will refine a batch of people, and there will always be two or three people with good qualifications. Especially after they have been refined, they will be strong-willed and can endure any hardships in the future. They are truly
Of material that can be made!”
Wu Jie frowned and pondered for a long time. It wasn't until the ginseng soup in the cauldron started to heat up that he realized the crux of the problem.
"Jasmine, how many people does that Ninth Senior Brother make medicine for each time?"
"Usually there are thousands of people."
"What about the people other than those two or three who can be made?" Wu Jie asked hurriedly.
"Of course they were boiled to death." Jasmine said nonchalantly, "It was all boiled into broth. At first, Brother Ninth used the broth to feed the spirit beasts. Later, Master, you instructed him not to provide food during the elixir refining period, so that those
Those who are not dead drink this broth to survive, thereby enhancing the effect of the medicine..."
"That's okay?!"
"Senior Brother Ninth also screamed like this at first - later he became extremely loyal to our sect, willing to work hard and fight with all his strength, and finally became the most capable fighter among the disciples of our sect..."
Wu Jie can now confirm that the supreme god is indeed a demon from the evil sect!
"Master, are you worried about danger? Don't worry! Don't worry!" Seeing Wu Jie's frightened face, Jasmine thought he was afraid of being boiled to death, so she quickly assured, "The reason why those people were boiled to death was because the ninth senior brother was not
We plan to train a lot of people, so our protection is limited. Master, you are different, I am watching over you, nothing will happen to you!"
Wu Jie couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Jasmine didn't care about the life and death of those people back then.
He wanted to instill some socialist ethics into Jasmine, but after a second thought he gave up the idea - Jasmine had Jasmine's values and ethics, and maybe her ideas were more suitable for the world of cultivating immortals than Wu Jie, so why bother?
How to make her conform to Wu Jie's own preferences?
So in the following time, he deliberately ignored some extremely evil topics and talked with Jasmine about the "past life".
There are indeed many talented people in the disciples of that supreme divine monarch. Among his disciples and disciples, there are many people with great magical powers. There are also a lot of people with quick thinking and extraordinary intelligence. There are also countless people who are fierce, aggressive and not afraid of death. Of course, this is the case.
It was very necessary, because the fires that Jasmine had witnessed happened more than ten times.
The world of cultivators is not peaceful, especially when the Supreme God is still a giant of the evil sect. Enemies or decent sects come to attack all day long. If no enemies come, they often go out to attack others in order to plunder the cultivators.
Various resources needed...
Wu Jie was secretly shocked as he listened to the brutal fighting, but he also yearned for the world of cultivators.
Every young man has such a heroic dream in his heart to fight for the world with swords and enjoy grudges.
Wu Jie has many dreams in his heart, and if he wants to turn them into reality, he must practice and become an immortal. Only by becoming an immortal who travels in and out of the underworld and lives forever can he have enough capital to pursue and realize himself.
dream!
With firm belief, he simmered in the gradually boiling ginseng soup.
When he finally couldn't stand it any longer and started to lose consciousness and felt that he was about to die, Jasmine waved her hand and a white light fell on his head, and his mind suddenly regained consciousness - and the physical pain became more and more obvious.
The pain of being boiled alive by boiling water but unable to pass out was simply indescribable. Wu Jie could clearly feel that the skin, flesh and bones all over his body were being cooked bit by bit, as if he would be cooked with just a gentle shake.
It completely fell apart, but it was protected by Jasmine's magic. It could only sink and float in the boiling ginseng soup, but it never really fell apart.
This weird and terrifying pain almost drove him crazy. He didn't know how many times he thought he had gone crazy, but as long as Jasmine cast a spell, he would wake up again and continue to suffer in the boiling purgatory.
I don’t know how long it took, but the ginseng soup in the cauldron finally gradually cooled down.
By this time, the original green ginseng soup had turned into a pot of milky white broth, and a suspicious aroma was constantly wafting out.
Jasmine took Wu Jie out of the cauldron, poured out the broth, crushed another batch of better-looking ginseng and put it into the cauldron, and began to prepare for the next medicinal refining.
"How many times do you need to practice?" Wu Jie asked feebly.
"It doesn't matter how many times it is, just complete the transformation." Jasmine said and made an estimate, "If it goes as smoothly as this time every time, five more times will be enough."
