Chapter 1139: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 1139 Illusory Heaven and Earth!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

When the group left the Auction House, it was still early.

Xu Zhangqing put the VIP Token into his storage ring, glanced back at that Auction House rebuilt from a ten-thousand-year Ancient Tree, and calculated this trip's gains in his heart.

Star Fall Grass obtained, plus a pile of Rare Spirit Plant Seeds and Magic Treasures.

Taken at the starting bid price, counted as picking up a huge bargain.

Ruo Qunshuang walked at his side, saying softly: "That chief steward really knows how to handle people."

"He had no choice."

Zhang Zaizhi stroked his beard, tone flat: "No matter how domineering Profound Heaven Sect is on Qinglong Star, they dare not offend the Northern Dipper Xianfu.

Speaking up for Profound Heaven Sect, he had to show full sincerity."

Linglong hugged Chi Ye, hopping along in front, suddenly turned her head: "Dad, where are we going next?"

Xu Zhangqing glanced at the bustling market city, smiled: "Keep strolling!"

Qinglong Eastern Land's market city grew even more prosperous by evening.

Blue Spirit Lamps were hung on both sides of the Zhandao, light filtering through the leaves sprinkling down, the whole street shrouded in a warm green glow.

Spirit Plants displayed on stalls appeared even more spirited under the lamplight.

Some night-glow Spirit Plants even actively spread their leaves, emitting dots of fluorescence.

Ruo Qunshuang stopped at a stall selling Spirit Tea, picked a few Cloud Mist Green Bud seeds.

Linglong was drawn by a shop selling Spirit Pet Snacks.

Insisted on buying a bag of Qinglong Star's specialty Wood Spirit Crystal Sand for Chi Ye.

This is a kind of crystalline granules condensed from Wood Spirit Qi, cat-type Spirit Pets love to lick it most.

Chi Ye licked once, immediately narrowed its eyes, letting out a purring sound.

Xu Zhangqing walked at the very back, a faint smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.

But soon, his smile faded a few degrees.

Because someone was following them.

Not one person, but two.

Cultivation not high, looked like Golden Core Stage.

Concealment skill not bad, mixed in the crowd hard to detect.

Xu Zhangqing didn't turn back, a sweep of Divine Sense saw clearly.

Two male cultivators wearing gray short coarse cloth, ordinary faces, no sect markings on their bodies.

Profound Heaven Sect people?

Or some Loose Cultivator in the Auction House who got ideas?

He transmitted this discovery to Zhang Zaizhi.

Zhang Zaizhi replied: "Want me to go ask?"

Xu Zhangqing shook his head: "No need, just two Golden Core Stage, can't stir up any waves.

The star boat is docked not far away, if they really have the guts to act, they'll only bring trouble on themselves."

Zhang Zaizhi nodded, said no more.

Ruo Qunshuang took Xu Zhangqing's arm, asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Xu Zhangqing patted the back of her hand, smiled lightly: "Nothing, keep strolling."

He truly didn't care.

Six Spiritual Roots Convergence peak state, even a Void Refinement cultivator coming would have the power for a fight.

What's more, this is Qinglong Eastern Land's Star Port, the Northern Dipper Xianfu's star boat is docked at the port's berth.

If anything really happens, within the time of a cup of tea a bunch of people can be summoned.

Those two followers trailed for two streets, finally disappeared into the crowd.

Unknown whether they gave up, or went back to report.

For this, Xu Zhangqing couldn't be bothered to investigate deeply.

Sky gradually darkened, the market city's Spirit Lamps grew even more dazzling.

Xu Zhangqing originally planned to take everyone back to the Spirit Plant Division's star boat, but when passing a Cultivation Hall he stopped his steps.

That Cultivation Hall was built inside the trunk of a ten-thousand-year Ancient Tree, at the gate hung a wooden signboard, inscribed with four large characters "Qingmu Spirit Grotto".

Below the signboard was engraved a line of small characters:

"Inside has Wood Spirit Rule Spirit Gathering Array, suitable for Wood Spiritual Root cultivators to break through bottlenecks."

Ruo Qunshuang glanced, understood his thoughts: "Want to try?"

Xu Zhangqing pondered: "Star Fall Grass just obtained, the Star Law inside must not be wasted.

The Wood Spirit Qi here is quite dense, just right to borrow the momentum to absorb."

Hearing this, Linglong pouted: "Daddy is going to cultivate again."

Xu Zhangqing reached out and touched her head: "Everyone open a room, Qinglong Eastern Land's cultivation rooms seem a bit different."

Linglong hearing she had a share, immediately grinned widely.

Like this, the group entered Qingmu Spirit Grotto.

The manager was a blue-robed old man; seeing guests arrive, he smiled and came forward to greet them: "Several Dao Friends, how many rooms would you like to open?"

Xu Changqing raised three fingers on his right hand: "Three rooms, and the best ones."

The blue-robed old man's eyes brightened: "One superior cultivation room, five hundred Top-Grade Spirit Stones per night.

Inside there is an independent Wood-element Spirit Gathering Array; the Spiritual Energy concentration is three times that of the Wai Jie, and it is also equipped with a Qingmu Xuan Wood Meditation Platform, which can calm the mind and focus the spirit."

Xu Changqing paid the spirit stones readily.

The three cultivation rooms were adjacent to each other; the internal space was not large, but the furnishings were exquisite.

The walls were carved full of Spirit Gathering Array Patterns, endlessly releasing pure Wood Spirit Qi.

The meditation platform was carved from a single piece of Qingmu Xuan Wood, round overall, its surface smooth as a mirror.

After sitting on it, a strand of cool Qi rushed straight to the crown of his head, and distracting thoughts instantly vanished.

Xu Changqing sat cross-legged, taking the Xingyu Cao from his storage ring.

On the pitch-black leaves, the silver star patterns flickered with faint light under the reflection of the Spirit Gathering Array.

He placed the Xingyu Cao in his palm, closed his eyes, and slowly circulated his Cultivation Method.

Magic power wrapped the Xingyu Cao, bit by bit peeling off the silver patterns on the leaves.

Those silver patterns transformed into strands of fine starlight, surging into him along his palm, heading straight for his Qi Sea.

When the Six-Colored Lotus sensed the aura of the Star Law, all six petals trembled simultaneously.

The phantom of the Seventh Petal emerged, greedily absorbing the surging Star Law.

Xu Changqing guided it with full concentration, not daring the slightest distraction.

Time passed bit by bit.

Unknown how long passed, the last silver pattern on the Xingyu Cao was also peeled off clean.

The Lingti that had lost the Law Power turned to dust, drifting down from between his fingers.

And the Seventh Petal phantom had indeed become a few degrees more solid than before.

On the Chaos-colored petal, several extremely faint patterns vaguely emerged — precisely the traces left by the Star Law.

Just as Xu Changqing prepared to stop, a sudden change occurred.

"Xu Changqing~"

"Xu Changqing~~"

"Xu Changqing~~~"

A hoarse and distant voice resounded without any warning in the depths of his Divine Sea.

That voice was not language, but a summons that reached directly to the Divine Soul, like the will of some Ancient Unrecorded Existences, penetrating the cultivation room's walls, the Spirit Gathering Array's Barrier, even his Divine Sea's Defense, directly inscribing itself upon his Divine Soul.

Immediately after, a strand of green light surged in from between his eyebrows.

Xu Changqing only felt his vision blur, and then he was pulled into another space.

Here there was no distinction between heaven and earth.

Up, down, left, right — all was flowing green Spiritual Light Mist.

Underfoot was not solid ground, but a thin Light Film.

Beneath the Light Film, countless root-like phantoms extended toward the endless Abyss; looking as far as the eye could see, no end could be seen.

The scenery all around was entirely illusory.

Phantom mountains, phantom rivers, phantom forests — everything seemed veiled by a layer of thin gauze, indistinct.

Only in the exact center of this illusory world stood a phantom like a towering Ancient Tree, supporting the entire space.

That Ancient Tree was large beyond imagination.

The Tree Trunk was thick as a city, the crown vanished into the depths of the green mist, the top unseen.

The Bark was carved full of ancient patterns; every line was a Law imprint.

Between the Branches hung countless Light Spots, like stars shrunk countless times, flowing ceaselessly among the Branches.

Coiled upon the Ancient Tree phantom was a giant Dragon, entirely cyan-green.

Xu Changqing recognized at a glance — this was precisely the Qinglong that had just awakened in the daytime!