Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp.

Chapter 5 Air Cannon

There was a loud "bang" and a transparent shell shot out.

It was the item I had drawn before, the air cannon!
Put it on your hand and shout "bang" to launch invisible air cannonballs to attack the enemy.

This is a permanent item, F-level, upgradeable!
The initial power was not great, and one shell could not even kill a mortal.

Now he spent ten low-grade spirit stones to upgrade it to E-grade.

The power is finally similar to that of ordinary grenades in the previous life.

After all, this Tribulation Cultivator was a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining. He had quick reactions and with a thought, a protective amulet appeared in front of him, transforming into a pale yellow light shield.

This air cannonball can't hurt it at all.

"You are seeking death!"

The black-clothed robber cultivator had a gloomy expression on his face. He offered up a three-inch small banner, which was completely black. It swayed in the wind and became more than one person tall. A skull flew out from it, about the size of a millstone, spewing black smoke and making sharp howling sounds.

But Xia Chen had been prepared for this, and as soon as the magic flag appeared, he controlled the bamboo dragonfly to fly high into the sky.

This skull banner is a mid-grade magic weapon and is extremely poisonous. Once it touches someone, one will definitely be poisoned to death if one does not have a high-level detoxification pill.

However, such magical tools also consume a lot of mana and have a limited range of effects.

The black-clothed cultivator didn't have much magic power to begin with, and activating the skull banner made things even worse.

Xia Chen strictly adhered to the tactics of harassing when the enemy retreated and retreating when the enemy advanced, intending to rely on the power of the bamboo dragonfly to wear down the enemy.

Finally, all of the amulets of the black-clothed robber were used up, and his own magic power was also exhausted.

boom!
An air cannonball was extremely fast and hit Jie Xiu directly. A flower of blood splashed up. He let out a howl of pain, then fell from mid-air and landed heavily on the hard ground.

After confirming that the black-clothed cultivator was dead, Xia Chen landed and took off the blood-stained mask.

He was an ugly middle-aged man with dark, yellow, even rough skin, thick protruding lips, and a big mouth and upturned nose that took up half of his face.

Xia Chen was also startled. At first glance, he thought it was a monster in human form.

It seems that he is a casual cultivator, not an outer disciple of the Tianyan Immortal Sect.

After all, the immortal sect has extremely high requirements for recruiting disciples.

Unless he has a mid-level spiritual root, it would be impossible for him to enter.

Opening the storage bag of the black-clothed robber cultivator, there were 150 low-grade spirit stones, a number of spirit crystals, and other scattered talismans and pills.

In addition, there are flying swords and skull banners scattered around the corpses.

After dealing with the body, Xia Chen hurriedly left the area.

"Is it my bad luck or is the world of immortal cultivation too cruel? I have encountered two calamity cultivators in the past three months!"

After returning home, Xia Chen reflected in his heart.

With the treasure bag system, he doesn't need to take risks. He just needs to wait for time and draw items.

So from then on, Xia Chen stayed at home to concentrate on his cultivation and no longer went to the market to sell fish.

During this time, he took out five pills, which were the size of longan, bright green, and filled with medicinal aroma. Just smelling them made people feel full of energy.

This is a first-grade, mid-quality spirit-gathering pill, one that costs five low-grade spirit stones.

It can activate meridians, strengthen the body, enhance magical powers, and has very little toxicity. It can be taken for a long time and is very popular among monks in the Qi Refining Stage.

Then, Xia Chen placed the five pills among the candies, snacks and pastures.
An hour passed and the pill lay there quietly, without any movement.

Xia Chen frowned, wondering if he was overthinking.

"Forget it, let's practice first!"

Xia Chen shook his head, turned around and took out a small bag of spirit stones, preparing to refine the spiritual energy in them.

The spiritual energy in the wilderness is thin, and cultivation is difficult. However, the price of the spirit gathering array is high, basically more than a hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Xia Chen originally planned to sell fish in the winter to accumulate spirit stones so that he could buy a spirit gathering array in the spring of next year.

But who knew that after the incident of stealing the secret recipe of the spiritual fish, it would be a bad idea to go to the market and take the risk of selling fish.

After careful consideration, he decided to use spirit stones to practice and improve his strength as quickly as possible.

The spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone is more refined and rich, which is of great benefit to spiritual practice.

What's more, the spirit stones used were from the ugly-faced cultivator, so he didn't feel too bad about it.

The original owner had four types of spiritual roots, but his aptitude and comprehension were very poor. He was in his thirties and had only reached the third level of Qi Refining.

It is common knowledge in the world of cultivating immortals that if one fails to establish a foundation before the age of sixty, there is basically no possibility of a breakthrough.

It is not impossible to build a foundation at an advanced age, but the chance of success is so low that it may not even be one in ten thousand.

Under normal circumstances, it would be a rare achievement for the original owner to reach the late stage of Qi Refining before the age of sixty, and building the foundation was even more out of reach.

However, Xia Chen now has a treasure bag. As long as he can draw some more powerful items, he will have the opportunity to build a foundation no matter how late it is.

If you draw a heaven-defying item like a telephone booth, it would be easy to become a god, and there might even be hope of becoming an immortal.

When the moon rose above the willows, the training was finally over.

He is still at the third level of Qi Refining, but his magic power has increased a lot.

Xia Chen stretched his arms and went to the bamboo cabinet to check on the spirit cake.

Now the population of red date rice cakes has grown. There are already more than thirty adult rice cakes and the number of small rice cakes has exceeded fifty. It looks like it’s time to harvest them.

Just as he was about to add grass to the spirit cake, he suddenly discovered that inside the can of the Spirit Gathering Pill not far away, there were a few grasses that had been gnawed into pits, as if they had been eaten by insects.

When I got closer, I found a round bead eating away at a leaf. It was eating so slowly that you couldn't see it unless you looked carefully.

“It’s actually possible to grow medicinal pills!”

Xia Chen suppressed his inner ecstasy and carefully placed the pill in the palm of his hand.

I saw that facial features were faintly growing on one side of the pill, and its mouth was similar to that of a worm, which was bulging with fine grass leaves, and it was still chewing.

Xia Chen's heart was pounding. One Spirit Gathering Pill was worth at least five low-grade spirit stones. If he could really multiply the pills and form a clan, he would never lack pills for cultivation in the future, and the extra ones could be sold.

However, in the next few days, the five Soul Gathering Pills were in a state of eating grass, resting, and sleeping.

They would occasionally lie together to mate, but there was no sign of pregnancy.

"Could it be that this pill makes pregnancy more difficult, just like the monks?"

Xia Chen was a little surprised.

If both husband and wife are cultivators, then their chances of getting pregnant are much lower than those of ordinary people. Often the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to get pregnant.

But correspondingly, the probability that the offspring of a cultivator have spiritual roots is also very high.

I guess this is also the limitation of heaven and earth, otherwise the number of cultivators would spread like cancer cells.

"Let's keep it for now. We don't need this little bit of grass anyway."

The dozens of boxes of grass distributed by the system had already been eaten up, but fortunately there were special grass seeds that could be planted.

This kind of grass grows very fast. Not long after the seeds are sown, green sprouts emerge, just like bamboo shoots after the rain. In just one day and one night, it grows to more than one foot high.

The next day, Xia Chen took a bamboo basket with a few spiritual cakes and went to a courtyard not far away.

After standing in front of the fence and shouting a few times, I heard the door creak open.

(End of this chapter)