Although Zhang Zhixuan was still injured, he should recuperate for a few days and then go down the mountain after his body recovered. However, he did not have time to rest for a while and immediately used the light body technique to leave the mountain gate.
When leaving Lingtian, he told Qingchan that he would be back within a day.
I didn't expect to encounter men in black attacking Fangshi. It has been five days now, and I don't know how worried Qingchan would be.
Qingchan couldn't speak since she was a child and developed a suspicious and sensitive character. Now she is her only relative.
Although she is sometimes naughty in front of him, Zhang Zhixuan knows that in her little heart, she is still sensitive and has low self-esteem.
Zhang Zhixuan thought for a while, involuntarily speeding up his pace, and finally arrived near Lingtian before the sun set.
There is a wasteland near Lingtian, and there is a mountain that is not too high. The mountain is only more than fifty feet high, far less than the family's mountain gate, Tiantai Peak.
Because the rocks are hard and the land is difficult to cultivate, except for a mountain village nearby, few people pass by.
Since the discovery of the spiritual well, the Zhang family monks have moved the villagers from the mountain to the county town. Over the years, due to the scarcity of products, there has been no human habitation for a long time.
On the top of the mountain, a little girl in her teens suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.
She had a pair of braids on her head, which made her look extraordinarily delicate and charming.
She was wearing a blue Taoist robe. The Taoist robe was slightly bulky, making it look particularly bloated on the little girl.
The little girl was Qing Chan herself. She suddenly spotted Zhang Zhixuan in the distance. Tears in her eyes kept rolling down, and she spread her legs and ran towards Zhang Zhixuan.
Zhang Zhixuan was shocked when he saw Qing Chan running over.
When I left, I had already opened the protective formation. Although Qingchan had learned how to open the formation, without the Qi training period, it was impossible to open the formation.
Could it be that Qing Chan has broken through the innate stage?
This is simply impossible. When I left, she was only at the seventh level of innateness. In just four or five days, did she have any magic elixir? How could she continuously break through the third level, become a monk in the Qi training stage, and activate the protective formation.
Could it be that someone opened the defensive formation and Qingchan ran out by chance.
If this is the case, I will immediately use the communication talisman and quickly light up the smoke to notify my family.
There are dozens of elixirs with extraordinary bead grades in the spiritual field. You must not take advantage of outsiders.
Although Zhang Zhixuan was very happy to see Qingchan safe and sound, he was still a little frightened in the face of the sudden accident.
Qing Chan rushed over, hugging Zhang Zhixuan's chest excitedly, whimpering from his mouth.
Zhang Zhixuan touched Qingchan's head and said happily: "Don't worry, I'm not back.
I said, I won't ignore you.
Moreover, Xiao Qingchan’s spiritual roots are very good and his future is brighter than my uncle’s. In the future, my uncle may have to rely on you for protection.”
The two of them followed each other all the way back to the spiritual field. Zhang Zhixuan looked carefully and found that no outsiders had been in the spiritual field at all.
He looked at Qingchan intently, then checked her meridians, and said strangely: "How is this possible? How is it possible that in just four or five days, it is possible to continuously break through the third level?
After a few days, Qingchan actually succeeded in breaking through the innate stage and entering the Qi training stage."
Although Qingchan cannot speak, there is no problem with her hearing.
She quickly took out an old teapot from the hut, pointed at the teapot, and kept babbling while gesticulating.
After a year of getting along with him, Zhang Zhixuan could understand most of Qingchan's sign language. After even guessing, his expression changed and he said softly to Qingchan: "You said that after I leave, you can fetch water from the spiritual well.
I was watering the spiritual field and found this teapot.
You were thirsty at that time, so you poured a cup of water from this teapot and drank it, and then fell asleep. After you got up, you wanted to find me, so you used your magic power to open the protective formation and waited for me on the hill outside Lingtian.
return."
Seeing that Zhang Zhixuan understood what she meant, Qingchan nodded vigorously, with a bit of joy on his face.
Zhang Zhixuan took the broken teapot from Qing Chan. The teapot looked quite old, with a thick layer of patina on it, as if it had been marked by someone playing with it for a long time.
There is no spiritual power inside or outside the teapot, and it looks like an ordinary worthless antique.
But after Zhang Zhixuan observed it carefully for a moment, he could vaguely find some mysterious runes, which vaguely showed that this thing was extraordinary.
"Since the spiritual water in this object can improve Qing Chan's cultivation, I'm afraid it is not an extraordinary object. To understand the effect of this object, we still need a long period of observation."
Zhang Zhixuan put down the spiritual pot in his hand and thought to himself.
After returning to the spiritual field, the next period of time was relatively stable. Although the family monks searched and inquired carefully, there was still no news about the ninth uncle Zhang Mengquan, missing in the vast wilderness thousands of miles away.
During this period of time, Zhang Zhixuan was recovering from his injuries while exploring the function of the spiritual pot.
This spiritual pot can condense a small cup of spiritual water every day. This spiritual water is very spiritual. A small cup of spiritual water is equivalent to a low-grade spiritual stone.
However, this kind of spiritual water cannot be stored for a long time. After a day or two, the spiritual energy in the spiritual water will disperse and completely disappear into the air.
Although he doesn't know the name of this spiritual pot, Zhang Zhixuan already knows that this thing is probably a very great treasure. Even a sect like Qingxuan Sect may not have this kind of spiritual object in the entire sect.
Being able to condense a cup of spiritual water every day is equivalent to adding one low-grade spiritual stone to the spiritual object every day, which is equivalent to 365 spiritual stones in a year.
And after one hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand years, the accumulated resources may be very amazing. As long as the spirit pot can be preserved, a steady stream of immortal cultivation resources can be obtained every day. For a sect, the value is not low.
At the fifth level of spiritual veins.
"From today on, I'll call you Shui Ling Pot!" Zhang Zhixuan looked at the ancient spirit pot and thought secretly happily.
The spiritual water condensed in the Shui Ling Pot has already begun to help Zhang Zhixuan and Zhang Zhixuan.
Every morning, after Zhang Zhixuan finished practicing the Qi Accumulation Technique, the two of them would take spiritual water to practice and refine the spiritual energy in it.
According to the level of cultivation, Zhang Zhixuan will take four-fifths of the spiritual water every day, and the remaining one-fifth will be given to Qingchan himself.
Qing Chan's cultivation level is still very low, and she cannot refine too much spiritual energy. Taking too many spiritual substances will not only be of no benefit to her, but will also have some counterproductive effects. With only one-fifth of the spiritual water, her mana will not be refined.
If it can't be completely dissolved, a large part will be wasted.