Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Those who pass two tests or receive an excellent rating on one test can participate in the third test!" The Nascent Soul stone figure still spoke emotionlessly in a programmed voice. "Those who pass all three tests will be awarded Ordinary Disciple tokens, True Disciple tokens, or Core Disciple tokens, based on their scores."

The crowd was invigorated upon hearing this, knowing that only the final test remained in this trial, and it was finally coming to an end.

After speaking, the Nascent Soul stone figure suddenly waved its hand, and two stone figures walked towards Wen Jinghe. Wen Jinghe, not understanding, retreated a few steps. "Senior?"

"Don't move!" Wen Songnan said in a low voice. If the stone figures were to attack, Wen Jinghe would be no match. But if he were to intervene, the remaining trials might not be able to continue. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, and he quickly made a decision.

Wen Jinghe had no choice but to submit, calling out again, "Senior!"

"You cultivate the direct lineage techniques of the Thick Earth Sect. They won't harm you; they're just preventing you from participating in the third trial. Adapt to the situation and don't be reckless!" Wen Songnan said with some impatience. He suddenly regretted bringing this junior, who seemed talented but lacked the necessary temperament. He was at a loss after experiencing only a slight setback. He wondered how he had cultivated for over two hundred years!

The two stone figures restrained Wen Jinghe, dragging him all the way towards the northern part of the stone tower.

Zhang Yuanjing recalled the layout he had seen when he first entered the Mustard Seed Space, when he gazed into the distance from the green peak. The stone tower was in the southwest of the stone figure's cave dwelling. The direction in which Wu Yuankui was taken was north by west, roughly the same as the direction Wen Jinghe was being taken now.

He speculated that there must be a place in the western part of the Mustard Seed Space specifically for imprisoning cultivators.

Seeing Wen Jinghe being led away by the two stone figures and disappearing behind the mountain ridge, the Nascent Soul stone figure remained standing in place, without issuing any new instructions.

After an hour, two dark shadows appeared on the northern mountain, rapidly approaching. It was the two stone figures returning.

Wen Songnan's eyes flickered with doubt, wondering if Wen Jinghe had met with misfortune. He placed his hand on the storage ring on his right middle finger and took out the sound transmission jade, but found that he could not transmit a signal, causing him to frown.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul stone figure began to move. It turned around and headed east. One stone figure carried Zhang Yuanjing on its back, and the three stone figures followed in the middle, walking with great strides.

They passed through valleys and dense forests, crossed streams and gullies, and finally entered a deep ravine through a narrow mountain path.

Zhang Yuanjing observed along the way, gaining more insights into this "Mustard Seed Space." Clearly, this was not merely a place for preserving inheritance and storing supplies, but a small world in itself, capable of accommodating an entire sect to establish roots and build a stronghold.

Even the Xuan Tian Sect, if it had such a space, could greatly enhance its ability to cope with risks, preserve its strength, and continue its legacy.

The deep ravine was filled with mist and a cool breeze. The road was rugged and narrow, with grotesque rocks on both sides.

After traveling about four or five miles, they arrived outside a mountain cave. The cave entrance was about two zhang in diameter, and the interior was quite humid. The surrounding mountain walls were covered with a kind of dark green grass.

The Nascent Soul stone figure strode into the cave. Two zhang inside the cave, it reached out and grabbed the left side of the cave wall. There were a few "cracking" sounds, as if a door had been opened inside. Then, a gust of yin wind blew out, causing everyone to instinctively shrink their necks.

Wen Songnan was startled, revealing a suspicious expression. Because that gust of yin wind made even him, a Nascent Soul cultivator, feel his skin chilling and his bones numbing. What kind of trial was this! Even with his composure, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

The Nascent Soul stone figure turned around, facing the three of them, and announced: "The Flesh Body Trial begins. Rules: Enter the Yin Wind Cave and undergo Yin Wind Marrow Cleansing. The ranking will be determined based on the length of time, from lowest to highest: Inferior, Ordinary, Excellent, Exceptional, Peerless. Before entering the cave, disciples can pick three Wu Dong Grasses at the entrance. Wu Dong Grass can enhance the flesh body and increase resistance to Yin Wind. After entering the cave, disciples will enter different passages based on their cultivation realm, and undergo the tempering of Yin Wind of different intensities. Wu Dong Grass grows in the Yin Wind Cave, and disciples can pick it. The deeper into the cave, the stronger the Yin Wind, and the more abundant and higher the quality of Wu Dong Grass."

This was probably the longest speech the Nascent Soul stone figure had given since it appeared. It started out cold and rigid, but later became more melodic.

The three of them were immediately delighted to hear this. Although this trial was also testing the disciples, it added a bit of tempering, and the Wu Dong Grass was clearly a benefit specifically for the participants. At the very least, they would get three plants.

After announcing the rules, the Nascent Soul stone figure immediately pointed to Wen Songnan: "First, enter!"

Wen Songnan quickly entered the cave, casually picked three of the dark green grasses, and headed into the cave.

Then, the Nascent Soul stone figure pointed to Wen Zaidao. After he entered, it pointed to Zhang Yuanjing and said: "Trial participant, having obtained two Excellent ratings, may pick two additional Wu Dong Grasses."

Zhang Yuanjing was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. He quickly walked to the cave entrance and picked five Wu Dong Grasses. This Wu Dong Grass was only two inches tall, with dense roots and long, flat leaves. It had a spicy smell, and its grade could not be determined, but it was definitely a rare item. He had never heard anyone mention it before. He put away the five Wu Dong Grasses, but was thinking about cutting off its roots and cultivating it himself.

He walked into the cave for about ten zhang, where there was a platform made of strip stones, about three chi above the ground. There were no more roads around, as if he had reached the end.

Zhang Yuanjing lightly jumped onto the platform. At the moment of landing, a warm gas enveloped him, and then gently shook, taking him to another space.

Zhang Yuanjing was used to the power of teleportation that was everywhere here. He opened his eyes, and a long passage appeared before him, but he could not see a trace of light. The surroundings were silent, and there was no wind.

He was surprised when the warm gas on his body dissipated, and then a biting cold wind blew from nowhere. He couldn't help but shiver.

"The wind is very weak here. Should I just wait here for the time to pass?" he wondered to himself.

Immediately, another cold wind came, but it was much stronger than before. Clearly, the wind here was not constant, but would continue to increase.

Zhang Yuanjing tried to release his divine sense, but as soon as it left his body, it was blown away by the yin wind, scaring him into quickly withdrawing it.

So, he had to grope forward like a blind man for about ten zhang. The cold wind blowing here was no less than ten times stronger. He felt frozen through, and his legs and feet were numb, making it impossible to move.

In the next moment, another gust of cold wind blew Zhang Yuanjing to the ground, and his body quickly became covered with ice.

"I can't hesitate!" he roared in his heart, circulating his magic power, connecting his right arm, and laboriously taking out a Wu Dong Grass, stuffing it into his mouth. A spicy taste came from his taste buds, stimulating him to tears.

But at this time, an even stronger and colder wind blew over, directly passing through the barrier of flesh and scraping against his bones, making a rustling sound.

"Ah--" Zhang Yuanjing screamed, almost fainting. Fortunately, the spiciness of the Wu Dong Grass constantly stimulated his nerves, keeping him awake.

He quickly chewed it up, extracting the fiery juice from the leaves, stems, and roots of the Wu Dong Grass, and swallowed it. Immediately, an extremely hot breath rose from his abdomen, invading his whole body, muscles, and skin, warm and comfortable. The piercing pain brought by the yin wind gradually disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Yuanjing finally breathed a sigh of relief, exercised his power to melt the ice on his body, and stood up. Perhaps because of taking the Wu Dong Grass, he could now see the area about three zhang ahead. He was about to turn back when he inadvertently noticed something shaking on the cave wall not far ahead.

"Could it be Wu Dong Grass?" he wondered to himself, hesitating whether to go forward and take a look.

As the medicinal power of the Wu Dong Grass dissolved, a furnace seemed to be burning in his abdomen, and the blazing flames were roasting his flesh, refining the impurities within. This was a great opportunity!

He gritted his teeth and immediately rushed forward a few zhang, flying to the shaking object. On closer inspection, it was indeed a Wu Dong Grass, but it was two or three points taller than the grass at the cave entrance.

However, before he could be happy, the yin wind blowing over increased more than fivefold. Even though he had a ball of fire in his abdomen at this time, he could not resist the bone-corroding cold wind and couldn't help but shiver.

Zhang Yuanjing quickly took down the Wu Dong Grass and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it up and swallowing it. This time, it was like adding fuel to the fire. The flame burning in his abdomen instantly doubled in height, and the violent flames seemed to burst out, burning his internal organs, muscles, and skin.

"Hmm!" Zhang Yuanjing groaned in pain, then quickened his pace and rushed forward.

In just two breaths, he actually went more than ten zhang deeper into the cave, and found another Wu Dong Grass at his feet. The yin wind here no longer blew in gusts, but was continuous, like a roaring beast. The wind force was a hundred times stronger than the original place.

Zhang Yuanjing repeated his old trick, took down the Wu Dong Grass at his feet, and immediately took it. The fire in his abdomen was even more violent, threatening to incinerate him. He had no choice but to continue to the deeper.

Repeatedly, he gradually went more than a hundred zhang deep into the cave. The yin wind here was simply like a bone-corroding wind blowing from the Yellow Springs. No matter how violent the fire in his abdomen was, it could not stop its power to invade the bone marrow and freeze everything.

Zhang Yuanjing knew that this was the limit he could withstand.

However, there were not many Wu Dong Grasses around, only three.

Along the way, almost all the Wu Dong Grass he had obtained had been directly taken by him. Only after reaching eighty zhang deep did the Wu Dong Grass in the cave become more abundant. He could find one plant every four or five zhang, and sometimes there were even two or three plants growing together.

At this time, there were still thirteen Wu Dong Grasses in his storage bag, plus three at his feet, a total of sixteen, which could maintain the fire in his abdomen for up to fifty or sixty breaths.

He couldn't help but regret it. In terms of time, he had only walked for half a quarter of an hour. If he had stayed at the entrance of the cave, he would have been stronger than he is now with five Wu Dong Grasses.

"What to do? What will be the consequences if this level of the trial is rated as inferior? Can I still get the inheritance?" A series of questions flashed through his mind. No, if I don't get the inheritance, I will definitely not be able to help my senior brother complete the task.

He thought, isn't it just bone-corroding pain? Just treat it as the four punishments of the Heavenly Demon Abyss plus one more!

He picked the three Wu Dong Grasses at his feet, stuffed them all into his mouth, and chewed them hard. At the same time, he ran wildly, looking for Wu Dong Grass everywhere.

The further he went, the stronger the yin wind, and the more miserable the bone-corroding pain became.

Sometimes, he couldn't resist, so he fell to the ground, rubbing hard on the soil and stones, and flying against the cave walls. When there was not enough Wu Dong Grass, he gritted his teeth and ran to the deeper of the cave.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many Wu Dong Grasses he had taken, and I don't know how many ribs he had broken, how many wounds he had rubbed, how many times he had bitten his lips, and how many times he had broken his fingertips. He finally couldn't resist the coldness of the yin wind and passed out.