Chapter 84: Three Years of Dao Cultivation (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Returning to the Daoist temple, he naturally took it to ask the Second Shixiong first.

The Second Shixiong glanced at it and smiled.

"When I heard you say it, I knew that the opportunity you encountered in the mountains was probably this."

"What is this?"

Lin Jue and his Xiao Xiao Shimei both looked at him curiously.

Only the fox was digging a hole in the bluestone slab to play, and it dug even if it couldn't dig anything out.

"I don't know what it is either, I only know that the Xianyuan Temple calls it 'Dragon Eye', while we call it 'Cinnabar Fruit'," the Second Senior Brother said with a smile. "It's called 'Dragon Eye' because it's round, and there's a legend that a dragon once coiled here in the mountains. It's called 'Cinnabar Fruit' also because it's round, like a cinnabar pill, and there's a legend that an ancient emperor once refined cinnabar here."

He paused as he spoke:

"Our Fuqiu Temple does have records of its origin by a senior who specialized in alchemy, but I don't know if it's true or false."

"What origin?"

"It is said that there are ancient immortals in Mount Yishan who often play chess and drink tea on Tiandou Peak, and what they eat are rare immortal fruits of the world. After eating, they throw the fruit pits down the mountain. If one can have fate, take root and sprout, it becomes one of the few spiritual fruits in this mountain that can be met but not sought."

"Then what is its efficacy?" Lin Jue asked.

"If birds and beasts in the mountains eat it, even if they were ordinary before, they can immediately become spirits. If yaojing, ghosts, and monsters in the mountains eat it, they can increase their spiritual intelligence and increase their natural talent. Their Dao cultivation and magical power will not increase much, but it is enough to offset more than ten years of hard cultivation of those who don't know spiritual methods."

"What if humans eat it?"

"Mortals don't know, I haven't seen anyone eat it. If a practitioner of the Dao eats it, it first offsets three years of hard cultivation of an ordinary Daoist who learns spiritual methods. In the future, at least a few years, at most ten years, their cultivation will be several percent faster. If they realize the spiritual aura of heaven, earth, mountains, and water, it is even more like having divine help."

"So powerful!" Lin Jue was a bit surprised. "Can it be used to refine pills?"

"What in this world cannot be used to refine pills? It's just that such strange things are not easy to encounter, so where can we get its pill formula?"

"Then can it only be eaten like this?"

Lin Jue thought for a moment. This was neither a magic technique nor a pill, so he thought the ancient books wouldn't react.

"Eat it, eat it, this life will only have this once," the Second Shixiong said casually. "Many extraordinary spiritual fruits and pills have this common point, which is that their efficacy overlaps, and you can only eat one in your life. Eating more will have very weak effects. Unless the second one you get has a better effect, you can get the extra medicinal properties. To have a fundamental change, it is almost impossible. Unless you get the one eaten by an immortal."

"Just like the Giant Spirit Pill?"

"The Giant Spirit Pill can be eaten three times."

"Then have all the senior brothers eaten it?"

"That is natural."

"No wonder..."

If the effect of eating the second one is very poor, not much better than pills refined from ordinary spiritual plants, then there is no need to spend so much effort to water it, nor is there a need to waste this heavenly material and earthly treasure. Moreover, it cannot be encountered casually, and watering it requires a lot of spiritual liquid, not knowing how many spiritual plants it consumes, which is not cost-effective.

Lin Jue knew its preciousness.

"Then after we eat the fruit pit, can we plant it again?" his Xiao Xiao Shimei asked.

"No one has ever grown it."

"Oh..."

His Xiao Xiao Shimei showed a look of regret.

Lin Jue showed a look of contemplation.

In his hometown, in Shu Village, there was a legend of the Third Aunt stealing immortal peaches from Mount Yishan and eating them to become an immortal. Actually, to be precise, they did eat immortal peaches, but some people also built temples for them. Whether the so-called becoming an immortal was the credit of the immortal peaches or the credit of the incense of the temple, perhaps each had a few percent, it was hard to say.

I don't know which kind of immortal fruit they encountered.

Could it be that they were playing in the mountains, stumbled into an immortal's orchard, and picked the original immortal fruit?

If the records of the senior of Fuqiu Temple in the Second Senior Brother's mouth are true, and we guess a little, it should be that after the immortal fruit was eaten, the fruit pit took root, was discovered and cultivated by the spirit monsters in the mountains, and grew spiritual fruits. And the cultivation of spirit monsters is naturally not as good as the care of immortals, so the effect of spiritual fruit is not as good as immortal fruit. After eating it, the fruit pit cannot grow.

"..."

That Golden Chicken Daoist friend should be disappointed.

"What about the leaves and the trunk?"

"Eh? The trunk you got is quite thick," the Second Shixiong looked down and seemed a bit surprised.

"We got the lowest one."

"The one I got at the beginning was also the lowest one, but it was thinner than what you got."

"Maybe we watered it diligently, or maybe there were more spirit monsters watering it this time."

"Consider yourselves lucky," the Second Shixiong smiled and didn't delve into the reason, just continued to answer, "I don't have any use for it, but it can be used to make bean soldiers. Two of the three best bean soldiers of your Third Shixiong were carved from it, and the shields and bows of the other bean soldiers were also carved from it."

"Does the Third Shixiong only have two?"

"Do you think everyone is as lucky as you? Are they all trunks just suitable for making bean soldiers? Not to mention whether the trees you encounter are that big, some of the ones distributed are branches, and there is no trunk at all. It's enough for your Third Shixiong to use to make a bow and a spear," the Second Shixiong said. "And did you forget that your First Shixiong also wants to learn bean soldiers?"

"That's true..."

Undoubtedly, if any of the senior brothers in the temple had obtained suitable trunks or branches before, no matter how precious this thing was, it would definitely have been given to the First Shixiong and the Third Shixiong, and only they could use it.

The Daoist temple itself had so few people, the mountains were quiet and boring, and even cooking was done in turns. Not to mention relying on each other, it was mutual help. If you don't leave it for your fellow disciples, what are you doing?

As Lin Jue was thinking this, he had already felt the gaze of his Xiao Xiao Shimei.

"What about the leaves?"

"Master used them to stir-fry tea, it was terrible. I touched their medicinal properties and pill principles and used them to refine pills, but the effect was only about the same as ordinary spiritual plants on the mountain. Your Third Shixiong also chewed and ate a few pieces. If you are interested, you can ask him how it tastes."

The Second Shixiong said, as if he suddenly remembered:

"Right! Aren't you going to the Mount Mingzhou Grand Vegetarian Offering Ceremony? You can take it there and ask. If you meet a Daoist friend who knows the goods, exchanging it for something is better than using it to make tea."

"I know."

"Go back and eat the fruit early. The spiritual aura in the fruit is too strong. It cannot be sealed or stored by the harvesting method. Within a day, it will inevitably dissipate," the Second Shixiong waved his hand.

Lin Jue nodded and thanked the Second Shixiong.

As expected, walking out of the Alchemy Pavilion, before even walking into the door of the Daoist temple, the three sections of the trunk had all belonged to Lin Jue.

At this time, his Xiao Xiao Shimei was holding a cinnabar fruit, while Lin Jue was holding two. The fox in front was mindless, running and jumping. As it ran, it jumped towards the pine tree on the side. Its figure was so light, it kicked on the trunk and fell back to the ground, then continued to run without stopping.

"Fuyao."

"?"

With a shout, it stopped and tilted its head to look at people.

Seeing Lin Jue beckoning, it ran back slowly.

Lin Jue took out one of them.

"They say that an ordinary wild beast eats one and can immediately become a spirit. This one is for you, see if you can become a spirit monster."

After speaking, he threw it at it.

The fox turned its head and caught it lightly, then looked at Lin Jue somewhat strangely, as if it had always thought it was just there to make up the numbers, and didn't expect to really have a share.

"Wait for me to eat first."

Lin Jue looked at the cinnabar fruit, too lazy to wash it, rubbed it randomly on his body, and then put it in his mouth and bit it.

As soon as his lips and teeth went down, he was filled with a strange fragrance. This strange fragrance poured into his nose and rushed to his forehead, and there was an extremely comfortable feeling.

"Kua chi!"

It was the sound of sufficient juice that could be heard.

It seemed to be swallowed, and it seemed to flow down.

He ate half of it in one bite.

As expected, the ancient book did not react.

"Eat."

Lin Jue then said to the fox.

Then he threw the remaining half of the cinnabar fruit into his mouth.

At the same time, the fox also raised its head and swallowed the egg-sized cinnabar fruit in one bite.

Lin Jue smacked his lips, with endless aftertaste.

He vaguely remembered the Thousand-Day Wine on Langtou Mountain—

Both had one thing in common, which was that even if there was no spiritual aura and no other efficacy, the taste alone could make people miss it endlessly.

"Not good!"

Suddenly he felt his head a bit dizzy.

This dizziness was rapidly intensifying.

"Xiao Xiao Shimei, go back to the room and eat."

Lin Jue said this and had already walked back to his room.

A glance at the corner of his eye, his own fox was fine.

There was no time to think about anything, he just fell on the bed, pulled the quilt, and couldn't even digest and absorb it, so he fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was three days later.

The senior brothers all had bitter faces.

Lin Jue sat in the Ban Shan Hall, lost in thought, and realized it seriously.

What he felt clearly was the increased Dao cultivation and magical power. The Second Shixiong said it could offset three years of hard cultivation of an ordinary Daoist. This spiritual plant was said to have borne better fruit, and he also chose a big one, so perhaps the effect would be even better. It's just that I don't know how an ordinary Daoist would feel after eating it. Anyway, after Lin Jue ate it, it was far from offsetting his three years of hard cultivation.

Not even a year.

At least his Dao cultivation and magical power were far from doubling.

Maybe his cultivation was too fast.

As for other feelings, they were mysterious.

Lin Jue compared with his Xiao Xiao Shimei.

His Xiao Xiao Shimei's feeling was about the same, but the range of her Dao cultivation increase was more obvious.

According to her, it almost doubled.

It should be because her Dao cultivation was not as good as Lin Jue's, but her talent could be considered excellent.

"What about you, Senior Ma Shidi?"

"About the same, about the same..."

Lin Jue looked at the little fox outside the hall again.

This fox did not become a spirit, and there was no obvious change. It couldn't speak, and Lin Jue couldn't ask it. Hearing from the senior brothers, he and his Xiao Xiao Shimei had been sleeping for the past few days, and only this little fox was very awake every day, jumping around, with infinite energy. In the middle, it even went to the mountain and caught a wild chicken back.

That wild chicken was still being raised now.

"Ma Ma Shidi, you should have said earlier that you encountered a cinnabar fruit tree, and it was a big one. That tree is useless to other fellow disciples, but for me, it is a good material for making bean soldiers."

"Shut up." The Second Shixiong rolled his eyes at him. "One bottle of spiritual liquid every seven days, do you extract it yourself?"

"What do you know? My Ma Ma Shidi and I have a friendship stronger than gold!"

"..."

Lin Jue came back to his senses, turned his head and said: "Third Shixiong, I got three sections of the trunk, all of which can be used to make bean soldiers. Why don't I share one with you?"

"Go away." The Third Senior Brother sighed. "Prepare well. Tomorrow we will set off for Mount Mingzhou. If we are any later, we will have to rush every day."

"I know."

Mount Mingzhou is two thousand miles away from here.

In this day and age, the road is really long and the water is long.

Lin Jue stood up and returned to his room.

He tried the magic technique. With the increase of Dao cultivation, the power was indeed much greater.

The remaining efficacy would have to be seen slowly.

Then he took out his book bag that he hadn't used for a long time, packed a change of Daoist robe and inner clothes into it. Recently, when going down the mountain for half a year, Daoists basically carried an iron sword, but Lin Jue looked at the firewood knife and whistle stick by the wall, hesitated for a moment, and still put the firewood knife into the book bag, and put the whistle stick next to the book bag.

Just pack some sundries tomorrow.

Suddenly he found something abnormal in the room—

Lin Jue raised his head, his eyes moved, and he found that the mountain wind was blowing in from the window, and the mountain wind was blowing a strand of fox hair.

Looking down, the fox was right at his feet.

"You're good, such a rare and powerful cinnabar fruit, it just made you shed hair, right?"

The fox looked up at him with a simple expression.

Lin Jue ignored it and walked out.

Let's make some Ta Guo to eat on the road first. ===== CHAPTER 85 =====