Grassroots Immortality

After a bowl of fish soup, Lin Xian seemed to be in a better mood. Looking at the two strangers in front of him, Lin Xian was quite emotional. In their eyes, Lin Xian could not see a trace of impurities, only sincerity, simplicity and cleanliness.

Seeing Lin Xian start to be dazed, Lifia and Ruby also left the room. Lin Xian's mood has been unstable since he woke up, and he was very excited. The main reason was that every scene in the dream touched the weakest part of Lin Xian's heart, making him angry uncontrollably.

At this moment, he gradually calmed down and began to recall what happened before. Remembering that his Dantian had been destroyed by the elder, he felt his own condition and found that he really had no spiritual power. Now he was not much different from ordinary people.

Lin Xian kept recalling, and as the memories kept coming to his mind, his whole person became cold. It can be said that now even his heart has become ice for ten thousand years. This experience made Lin Xian recognize the world of immortal cultivation thoroughly. All the innocence, kindness, and gratitude were shattered by the dagger of the elder.

However, his Dantian was destroyed and he had become a mortal. What did the affairs of the immortal world have to do with him? No matter how many intrigues and false pretenses there were, they had nothing to do with him.

Lin Xian was very unwilling at this moment. Was his road to immortality cut off? Would he become a mortal and die here? He used his spiritual consciousness again to see if it still existed. The result made Lin Xian happy. Although he had no spiritual power, his spiritual consciousness still existed. He quickly connected his spiritual consciousness with the Qiankun Mirror space. In an instant, Lin Xian's figure appeared in the Qiankun Mirror space. The storage bags containing various materials, elixirs, magic tools, etc. were still in their original positions. The spiritual medicines in the medicine field in the space were still growing rapidly. The blue heart lotus in the pond had a thousand years of medicinal age. The lotus had also bloomed all over the pond, filling the entire space with the fragrance of lotus. Many lotus seeds have matured. Not only that, some of them have reached a thousand years old. If these lotus seeds are used to make pills, the effect will be...

Thinking of this, Lin Xian couldn't help but feel disappointed again. He didn't have any spiritual power now, so what kind of pills could he make? As if he had thought of something, Lin Xian's face, which was as pale as death, suddenly became more colorful. He hurriedly shouted in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Senior Fenxin... are you still there?" But no voice answered him. Lin Xian, who was somewhat unwilling, shouted again in his sea of ​​consciousness, but the result was still the same, and no voice answered him.

Lin Xian remembered that before he fainted, he seemed to have heard a scream from Venerable Fenxin. Perhaps the residual soul of Venerable Fenxin should have encountered an accident at that time. But how did he escape from Xinluo Sect? Did the old man think that he was useless and threw him into the sea? Many questions appeared in Lin Xian's mind. Since he couldn't figure it out, Lin Xian was too lazy to go into it. The result now was that he was still alive...

He still had his consciousness, and the Qiankun Mirror was still on him, which meant that the man who bombed the sky had not succeeded. He continued to look inside his body, and sure enough, he saw a one-inch long wound in his dantian, and the whole dantian was covered with spider web-like cracks. Lin Xian subconsciously started to run the Yuanshi Immortal Scripture, and sure enough, there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy in his body, and his whole body was like a pool of stagnant water.

The dantian was destroyed, and all the spiritual energy leaked out. Now there is no spiritual energy in Lin Xian's body, but fortunately his consciousness is still there, and the Qiankun Mirror is not lost, which is also a little comfort.

After leaving the Qiankun Mirror Space, Lin Xian appeared in the innermost part of the wooden house again. After looking around, Lin Xian came to a harpoon. He picked up the harpoon with his right hand and stabbed it straight towards his left arm. A sound like metal collision sounded, and the harpoon suddenly bent, and the sleeve of Lin Xian's left arm was pierced, but there was no trace of scar on the skin.

Lin Xian put the harpoon back to its original place with a blank expression. Lin Xian thought to himself: It seems that my physical strength has not been lost. Although I escaped from this disaster, the foundation of my cultivation has been damaged.

This is what the great elder I have always respected did. In order to please the Jindan cultivators and to make Xinluo Sect sever its relationship with me, this old Zhang did a lot of work.

Lin Xian sneered and sat back on the wooden bed again. Now he has a clear understanding of his situation: the Dantian was destroyed and the cultivation was abolished. If nothing unexpected happens, the road to cultivation should be cut off. There is still a glimmer of hope, which is to repair the Dantian, but can the Dantian be restored after it is destroyed? Lin Xian didn't know, maybe there is nothing impossible in the world of immortal cultivation, many things are beyond his current cognition, just like when he was a mortal, he couldn't imagine the means of immortal cultivators at all, just give himself a hope for the time being, otherwise living without hope is no different from being a walking corpse.

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, gradually dispelling the depression in his heart. He was originally a mortal, and now at least he can still use his spiritual consciousness and a body comparable to that of a foundation-building cultivator. He is much luckier than ordinary mortals. At least now he can still protect himself. Maybe one day, he can find a way to repair his Dantian. Lin Xian thought so in his heart.

Lin Xian's body is strong. After drinking some fish soup, his state of mind has also undergone a huge change. His whole person has regained new vitality. He also has a new goal in his heart. Hope cannot be given up, and he will not give up the road of immortal cultivation.

Pushing the door open and walking out of the house, looking at the blue sky outside, feeling the sea breeze blowing gently, and listening to the chirping of seabirds, Lin Xian's heart also became peaceful. He took a deep breath of the moist air and had a preliminary plan for his future life.

At this time, Lifia was drying fish. Seeing Lin Xian coming out of the house, she hurried towards Lin Xian. As soon as she came up, Lifia said in a somewhat reproachful tone: "Brother Lin, you are seriously injured and very weak. Why don't you rest in bed instead of walking around?"

Lin Xian looked at the beautiful blue-haired woman in front of him, smiled slightly, and said: "My body is very strong, just a minor injury. I have already felt much better after drinking the fish soup cooked by Lifia. So, I have decided to leave this place. Why is Grandpa Ruby not here? I also want to say goodbye to him. If it weren't for you this time, I might have been fed to the sharks."

Hearing that Lin Xian came out to say goodbye to them, Lifia also said anxiously: "Brother Lin, you just woke up not long ago, why are you leaving? You are unfamiliar with this place, where can you go? It's not too late to leave after you recover."

Lin Xian shook his head with a firm attitude. Finally, he said goodbye to Lifia and asked Lifia to tell Ruby, and then left the fishing village with some food given by Lifia.