Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality Chapter 30
TLed by Serena Love
Edited by Liya
Chapter 30 The Meditation Hall
Elder Zhang had guarded the third layer of Heart Interrogation Sword Formation in Wanjian Mountain and had reached the peak of Nascent Soul hundreds of years ago. However, at this moment, his right hand could not stop trembling in front of an elixir.
Although the surface of the pill was not smooth and uneven, like something a novice refined, but—if you are reading this on a site other than puretl(.)com then this chapter has been stolen
Elder Zhang lowered his eyes and looked at the little finger of his right hand that touched the elixir.
The old skin faded away, slowly revealing a new texture that he had not seen for a long time.
Once an elixir was separated from the preserving jade bottle, the spiritual energy would be scattered and gradually lost.
But this time, the spiritual energy from the elixir had not changed significantly.
In other words, due to the effect of the elixir, the dim dark spots on the back of his hands were reduced by three or four in one breath!
Elder Zhang was stunned.
'What an elixir!'
'Is it the legendary Longevity Pill?!'if you are reading this on a site other than puretl(.)com then this chapter has been stolen
That unworthy sect head exchanged a sixth-grade Longevity Pill for the master in retreat. He directly promised to let ten elite disciples go to Tiansheng Academy to work for ten years!
At that time, he only looked at it from a distance and saw that the forbidden magic of the Four Paths of Spirit Transformation had sealed the long warming jade box. He could not see what was inside the box.
He just heard that taking one pill could add two hundred years of life.
Elder Zhang held his breath. His hands, holding the jasper bowl, trembled. With thunderous momentum, he added thirteen seals at the level of the peak of Nascent Soul and added thirty more defence arrays.
After doing this, he wiped the sweat off his forehead.
At least in a hundred years, he had not been in such panic.
[...That elixir, the people from Zhiqiong Peak said, when taking it, you should poke a small hole on the surface...]
Elder Zhang's eyelids jumped.
'How can Zhiqiong Peak has such a longevity elixir?'
'And this way of serving elixir, is it unique to Longevity Pill, which is against the sky?'
Elder Zhang took a deep breath. 'How can Zhiqiong Peak give me this as a gift?'
'How did that old man Mu teach his apprentice? They can't even settle accounts.' This pill was worth far more than the Blood Fusion Pills he gave them.
"I can't take it."
Elder Zhang stabilized his mind, thought for a while, and paced back and forth in front of the small jasper bowl with a complicated expression.
'Maybe this elixir was left behind by that old man Mu. Those ignorant juniors took out his prized possession.'
He couldn't take other people's life-saving pills.
Elder Zhang cultivated for five hundred years and his state of mind had long been sharpened like a sword. It was firm and indestructible.
He decided to give it back to Zhiqiong Peak. He quickly decided, turned back to this magical elixir and wanted to see this rare appearance of the Longevity Pill one last time. However, when he looked down, he sighed.
"This is a third-grade pill?"
He thought it was made from a thousand-year-old spiritual material, so he didn't dare to take it for himself.
But now that his sea of consciousness was calm, he immediately perceived that the spiritual energy and medicinal power in this bowl were at most a hundred years old.
'It turned out to be a third-grade elixir.'
Then, he was not too embarrassed to accept it.
Elder Zhang was even more surprised. "How can a third-grade elixir have the effect of increasing longevity?"
Which alchemy master did this crazy thing?
"I want to bathe and change clothes. I can only take it after I find a good day!" Elder Zhang immediately said solemnly.
Even though he said this, he still lowered his head and slapped away the forty-three seals and arrays that he had put on the small jasper bowl earlier. He directly took the pill and ejected it into his mouth.
'Sorry, I can't wait so long!'
'Eat now!'
Elder Zhang closed his mouth, slapped the chess table and sat down to refine it on the spot.
As soon as he swallowed it, his whole body was stiffened.
His third disciple said he should have to poke a hole and sip carefully. Otherwise, he would burn his mouth...
Elder Zhang was in a hurry and he forgot all about it. When he thought about it again, he was in a dilemma.
'Stop, stop. This old man is at the peak of the Nascent Soul. Am I still afraid of a little heat?'
It was impossible to spit it out anyway.
Otherwise, if this third-grade elixir lost its potency, every particle that was lost will be his lifespan!
Elder Zhang immediately gritted his teeth to speed up the absorption of the spiritual energy.
The elixir spread out in his mouth and his Nascent Soul, which was full of dead energy in his dantian, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
'Not hot?'
While Elder Zhang was feeling amazed and puzzled, the pill's sweet and smooth taste suddenly popped out a little bit. It was bouncing like fire and thunder, bursting with heat and energy, making his dantian and Nascent Soul suddenly jolted.
Soon, Elder Zhang raised his head and let out a breath of hot air.
This pill seemed to have completely absorbed the essence of the spirit grass in the alchemy furnace and was burned perfectly by the alchemist's spirit fire. The essence of each medicinal material was completely locked inside!
Now, after swallowing it, this energy was completely integrated into his body.
With the overflowing spiciness, it penetrated into his muscles and tendons and sank into his dantian.
Elder Zhang was intoxicated and closed his eyes calmly.
He saw the reduced version of himself, the Nascent Soul inside his body, sitting cross-legged in his dantian. This mini version of himself was wearing the same robe and holding a small sword. Its face was full of death.
However, the vigorous scarlet spiritual power immediately surrounded the Nascent Soul.
"This!"
After taking this small third-grade pill, it actually gave him two years of life in one breath?!
Elder Zhang opened his eyes in shock.
Sixth-grade Longevity Pill can increase a cultivator's lifespan by two hundred years.
If he took one hundred of these third-grade pills, would it be as effective as a sixth-grade pill? Simply sensational.
If you could live, who would want to die?
Now he also thought that he would not stop until he ascended!
Elder Zhang's spiritual energy fluctuated and he couldn't restrain himself.
As he was feeling excited, he heard a noise outside.
"Senior Sister, I want to find Senior Brother Xi Quan."
"Who are you? He is already cultivating. His room is restricted, so even I can't enter."
"This... I'm Yu Dong, who ranks fifth in Zhiqiong Peak. I wonder if he has given the Four Spirits Liver Pill to his master?"
'Gave it.'
'This old man has already taken it.'
'The taste is very good and the effect is excellent.'
Elder Zhang's face was full of spring breeze. His originally sword-like sharp features overflowed with the kindness of an older man.
It turned out that this amazing pill was called the Four Spirits Liver Pill.
Elder Zhang stroked his beard. This name was quite appropriate.
Immediately he flipped his sleeves and opened the door.
On Wanjian Mountain, all sword formations had been closed in the past few days.
Even so, when Yu Dong walked through the great formation towards the door of the elder's home, his back was completely wet. Even his Qiankun Ruler had lost its precious light.
"Little Shu'er, how can you neglect the guest? Why don't you invite this little friend to come in and sit?"
Yu Dong and Wanjian Mountain's senior sister, Yun Shu, who were talking outside the courtyard, were stunned.
They turned their heads and saw that Elder Zhang had completely restrained the domineering aura of the peak of Nascent Soul. At this moment, he was smiling and was looking at Yu Dong kindly. He was even more pleasant than the way his own master, Elder Mu, looked at him.
Yu Dong: "?"
'Little friend?'
'Who is he calling... It's not me, right?'
Elder Zhang waved his hand and let Yun Shu go to practice first. Then he turned to look at Yu Dong with a smile.
"A disciple of Zhiqiong Peak? I have already taken the pill you gave me, and my lifespan will last for two more years. I am very grateful."
Yu Dong: ...
'What?'
'He had taken it!'
'That pill prolongs life...?'
He was dumbfounded, unable to react for a long time.
"Hey, the value of that Blood Fusion Pills and that trauma medicine that this old man gave to Yan Yan is less than one-tenth of your Four Spirits Liver Pills. The old man owes you a lot of favor."
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In front of the Meditation Hall, Wei Zhao, sitting in a wheelchair, was looking at the guarding disciple in surprise. "This senior, why did the Meditation Hall suddenly want a Nascent Soul to protect the Dharma? I have never heard of this rule before."
"Hey, do you want us to send someone to your peak to give notice? Meditation takes out spiritual power. If you are a little careless, your sea of consciousness might be severely damaged. Our Meditation Hall has no such manpower to protect the Dharma for all of you." The disciple guarding the entrance held his sword and snorted.
The Meditation Hall, just like the Competition Tower and Wanjian Mountain, was independent of the 108 peaks. They did not obey the command of any peak master.
The elders and disciples who guarded these places had always been rebellious.
Wei Zhao's face sank. "We have come here for enlightenment and shouldn't encounter any danger. Besides, isn't there a guarding elder in this hall? Otherwise, won't each peak master unable to rest every day?"
He was talking when he heard a burst of laughter.
Nearly 100 people came with a mighty flying sword, headed by Chen Shuxin, wearing a jade crown. He was leading the disciples of Linran Peak.
The guard disciple of the Meditation Hall immediately smiled and nodded to him. "You finally arrived. Come in. I have reserved your usual place for you."
Hang Wan'er hated sword cultivators the most. She was even more disgusted when she saw this situation. "Their peak master didn't come in person. Why can they enter? You even reserve a place for him?"
Chen Shuxin smiled but did not answer.
The guarding disciple of the Meditation Hall snorted, "Junior Brother Chen's master is in the late Nascent Soul. If he has an accident, the master can come here in a second. How about you? I'm afraid if you wait for your master, you can wait for ten days and ten nights!"
"If you also have the protection from a late-stage Nascent Soul, I will reserve a place for you next time." After that, he slammed the wooden door closed and activated the restraining array.
Hang Wan'er took two steps forward in anger and patted the closed gate of the Meditation Hall. "Wouldn't it mean if my Master hasn't returned, we all can't cultivate—"
Suddenly, she was thrown back by the restraining array.
"Seventh Senior Sister!"
"Sister!"
The door of the meditation hall reopened and the disciple just now snorted, "I told you, I won't let you come in without a Nascent Soul. No matter how noisy you are, you can't enter!"
Just as he was about to close the door again, a domineering aura swept the heaven and earth, tearing apart the sky above the Meditation Hall.
"A Nascent Soul? This old man should be all right!"
The guarding disciple immediately turned as white as a sheet of paper. He looked at the sky in horror.
"An elder of the Wanjian Mountain?" He was at the peak of Nascent Soul!
The disciples of Zhiqiong Peak had already raised their heads anxiously, looking at Hang Wan'er, who flew out backward. Yan Yan hurriedly took his sword and tried to catch her, but he still couldn't catch up. When they saw that she was about to hit a mountain behind her—
They saw a sword mark suddenly torn in the sky. A long sleeve stretched out and fluttered. A cloud of sword qi formed a fluffy pillow and stably caught Hang Wan'er, who was flying upside down in the air. It didn't hurt her in the slightest.
Hang Wan'er was quickly swept up by the gentle sword energy and fell back to the crowd of Zhiqiong Peak's disciples. She was looking up at the floating sleeve in the air in fear.
Yan Yan also stopped his flying sword and watched in shock as the floating sword qi gradually expanded. Then an old figure he was familiar with stepped out of the sword mark.
The Nascent Soul elder, who was always drowsy outside of the Heart Interrogation Sword Formation, looked at him with a smile in his eyes.
"Yan Yan, um, your qi and blood have recovered. Very good. However, your mood is unstable. As long as you meditate a few times in the meditation hall, you can be stable." Elder Zhang said kindly.
Yan Yan was stunned.
Everyone from Zhiqiong Peak was surprised.
Su Yu raised her eyebrows. She looked up and saw Yu Dong, who followed Elder Zhang, hurriedly stepping out of the sword mark. His head was covered in sweat.
"Bang-"
They were thinking about what was going on when they saw the arrogant guard disciple of the Meditation Hall being instantly suppressed by the sword's energy. Suddenly, the big sword in his hand fell to the ground!
He looked at the old man in the sky. "Elder Zhang, why are you here?"
Elder Zhang took a few steps on his sword energy and descended to the entrance of the pine garden of the Meditation Hall. Without turning his eyes to him, he walked directly to Su Yu and the others.
"I have nothing to do. I will protect the Dharma for you today."
Yan Yan: ...
Everyone: ...
The guarding disciple of the Meditation Hall was shocked.
The elders of Wanjian Mountain were ranked by strength.
Elder Zhang was ranked sixth in strength. He was at the pinnacle of Nascent Soul. Above him, there were five senior brothers and sisters who were also at the peak of Nascent Soul but more powerful than him.
In the past 100 years, they had been estranged from other peaks. They were completely independent and only obeyed the command of the head and the precept elders.
Similar to their Meditation Hall. No, their status was even more superior to the Meditation Hall. This was because their eight Nascent Souls were powerful and were always united—
"Could it be that we have to wait for that kid, Rong Qianqiu, to come out? Should I pick him up in person!"
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Everyone gasped.
The chief elder stationed in the Meditation Hall, Rong Qianqiu, was also at Nascent Soul level. But for Elder Zhang, he was a kid.
The guarding disciple immediately opened the door with a trembling hand.
"Zhiqiong Peak, third-class, Mysterious Room—"
Before he finished speaking, the spatial storage bag around his waist was blown away by a sword.
A golden yew wood plaque in it floated up and flew into Elder Zhang's hands.
"Elder, you must not—" The guard disciple was shocked.
Elder Zhang didn't seem to hear him. He held the wooden plaque engraved with the word "Heavenly Room" in his hand, looked at it, and nodded slightly, "I think this one is enough."
After that, he gently handed it to Su Yu, who was the head of Zhiqiong Peak, under the watchful eyes of everyone.
"Niece, don't be afraid."
Everyone from Zhiqiong Peak stood there dumbfounded and Yan Yan looked at Su Yu in astonishment.
'Niece?'
'Who?'
When did they have such a relationship with an elder of Wanjian Mountain?
"You just focus on comprehending."
Elder Zhang laughed and turned to look at the guarding disciple of the Meditation Hall. His eyelids drooped down.
"What is the problem with this Meditation Hall? Ask Rong Qianqiu to come to this old man in person. This old man also wants to know. Since when there is a rule for the disciples to bring their own Nascent Soul master to protect the Dharma when they come to the Meditation Hall. Today, since this old man is here to protect them, it naturally has to be a good room. Or, do you think this old man is not worthy?"
After saying that, Elder Zhang floated in the air on top of his sword energy. Then, he crossed his knees above the Meditation Hall.
He really came to protect the Dharma outside.
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"What's the matter, Second Senior Sister? Could it be that you are actually the niece of Elder Zhang?"
Zhiqiong Peak's group of people walked into the open main door of the Meditation Hall.
Hang Wan'er couldn't help lowering her voice and glanced at the sixteenth junior brother, "Don't talk nonsense. That elder is five hundred years old. At least Second Senior Sister's great-granduncle or great-great..."
She counted her fingers, dizzying herself.
The corner of Su Yu's mouth twitched. She handed Wei Zhao the gilded wooden plaque with the two words 'Heavenly Room'.
Then, she looked at the dazed old fifth, Yu Dong.
"Speak. What's going on."
Only then did everyone figure it out. Yu Dong went to Wanjian Mountain and brought Elder Zhang with him.
Didn't he go there to exchange the pills?
However, Yu Dong's pair of peach blossom eyes had three points of surprise, three points of shock and three points of disbelief. Then, it was mixed with a trace of shame. He looked at Su Yu who was standing with her hands behind her back.
"I... can't get it back."
He took a deep breath as if his next words were difficult to say.
"Fifth Senior Brother, what are you afraid of? Second Senior Sister is not so unreasonable." Hang Wan'er urged impatiently.
"Yes, say it quickly. Fifth Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister will not eat you."
Yu Dong gritted his teeth and closed his eyes halfway before he uttered the words with difficulty.
"Elder Zhang had taken the Four Spirits Liver Pill!"
"Elder Zhang's lifespan has been extended by two years!"
"Elder Zhang said he owes us, Zhiqiong Peak, a great debt!"
"!"
Each sentence, word by word, pierced their sea of knowledge.
After entering the gate of the Meditation Hall, there were three stone stairs leading underground, which were the different entrances of the Heavenly Rooms, Earth Rooms, and Mysterious Rooms.
At this moment, all the junior brothers and sisters, in front of this dark stone staircase, took a deep breath and looked at the slender figure in front of them!
'Extend... life?'
'Great... debt?'
The Meditation Hall was too dark. When they stepped in, it felt like a dream.
"Second Senior Sister, the Four Spirits Liver Pills..." Wei Zhao, who was the closest to Su Yu, asked after recovering from the shock, "Is it one of the three elixirs that you refined for Sixth Junior Brother just now?"
Yan Yan was shocked and looked at Su Yu.
In order to replenish his qi and blood, she even developed a pill to increase his lifespan? Was she afraid that he would die just now?
"Second Senior Sister, after we go out, do you want to make a few more for Elder Zhang?" Wei Zhao asked carefully.
Thanks to the lack of light, everyone couldn't see Master Su's expression.
She stood with her hands behind her back, turned thirty degrees to the right at the first stone staircase, raised her chin and barely managed to hold back the stiffness at the corners of her mouth.
Who would have thought that her expression management would become so difficult in this world of cultivating immortality?
'Increase lifespan...'
Hey, Master Su worked so hard every day, but she was still shocked by herself.
Su Yu resisted the waves in her heart and nodded lightly. "Everyone who comes in is a guest. How can there be any reason to drive them out?"
Wei Zhao nodded solemnly.
If an elder in the Nascent Soul level opened his mouth, no one would dare to refuse.
After a while, he heard Su Yu sigh.
"Hey, if you don't hurry up and cultivate, Senior Sister's ascension could only depend on my old friend at the peak of Nascent Soul."
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"Brother Liu, why do you look so ugly?"
Chen Shuxin walked out of the most spacious and comfortable room of the Mysterious Rooms with a smile on his face. However, he saw the pale face of the guarding disciple of the Meditation Hall.
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The guarding disciple opened his mouth and closed it tightly.
The elder of the Heart Interrogation Sword Formation was still guarding outside.
If someone at the peak of Nascent Soul wanted to explore the interior of the Meditation Hall, a Golden Core level like him would not be able to resist. He could listen in to all their conversations.
"It's nothing, Brother Chen. You also should step up your cultivation."
Chen Shuxin frowned and was about to speak when he heard a beaming voice from underground.
"Wow, this is a Heavenly Room? It is three times wider than Mysterious Rooms. There is even a jade bed that can restore consciousness!"
"Senior Sister, look. There is also a spirit tea box! A bag of spirit tea leaves at the exchange office costs five hundred spirit stones..."
"These meditation pillow seats were made of silk spun by a first-grade silkworm? It's warm in winter and cool in summer."
Chen Shuxin raised his eyebrows with a hint of envy on his face, but he was puzzled, "Which first-class peak came to meditate today?"
Before the guarding disciple could answer, he heard a somewhat calm voice of a male cultivator.
"Junior brothers and sisters, hurry up and cultivate. Don't waste the efforts of Second Senior Sister."
Chen Shuxin's expression changed.
This voice sounded a bit like Xiao Muge's junior brother, Wei Zhao.
In the competition that year, Xiao Muge took this junior brother to defeat him with one strike, which became his great shame for the past ten years.
"Zhiqiong Peak? How did they come in? Brother Liu, didn't you forbid them from entering? How can they enter the Heavenly Room, which is only for first-class peaks?"
The guarding disciple was pale, almost scared to death.
He thought that he might be heard by Elder Zhang, and before his sword could be seen, his sword's energy could already destroy him. He couldn't help but tremble.
"Brother Chen is talking nonsense!"
"?"
"I acted impartially and put the third-class peak, Zhiqiong Peak, to enter the Meditation Hall. According to the rules, they have fifteen days for enlightenment. What's wrong?"
"The Heavenly Rooms have not been entered by any disciples for a long time. A wave of disciples' spiritual energy is needed to maintain the formation. It happened that Zhiqiong Peak had just arrived, so I naturally wanted them to enter it to maintain the formation. Brother Chen, don't you know? Our Meditation Hall has always operated like this."
Chen Shuxin was stunned and almost laughed.
'Isn't it just nonsense? What benefit did Zhiqiong Peak give him?!'
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Three floors underground the Meditation Hall, in a spacious room with a sky-like ceiling which looked like a five-star restaurant lobby.
Su Yu sat at the stone table, admiring the night pearls on the four walls that were the size of pigeon eggs. She was in a very good mood.
However, when her eyes moved to the spirit tea, which was plentiful but took too long to brew, she couldn't help but frown.
She stretched out her hand and opened a jade box containing the emerald green leaves on the table.
She closed her eyes and sniffed.
The leaves were small, green in color, fragrant but elegant.
It was top quality.
This made Master Su felt itchy and thought of a delicious dish.
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