Using only one Primordial Spirit to cultivate the Silver Aura Demon Subduing Circle and refine the Buddha Tree Silver Leaf would take too long.
"Primordial Spirit. Right, I almost forgot about this." Lu Xiaotian slapped his forehead. Didn't he still have the Split God's Secret Art? He had split it once when he was in the Qi Refinement Realm and twice when he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm. If he wanted to form a core, he had to use the Five Elements Technique to form an array core. That was why he took the risk to try it twice. It was also because he had cultivated it too many times when he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm. When he was in the Jin Dan Realm, Lu Xiaotian did not cultivate this technique to avoid irreparable damage to his Primordial Spirit.
Now that he was in the Nascent Soul Realm, his Primordial Spirit was much stronger than before. However, the higher the realm, the harder it was to cultivate this technique. Lu Xiaotian had already experienced the wonderful effects of splitting his Primordial Spirit. Thinking about the pain, he shuddered. However, Lu Xiaotian was still quite tempted.
However, he still had to refine some Primordial Spirit recovery elixirs. Moreover, it was only five days until his Nascent Soul Realm celebration. The time was too short to recover from the splitting of his Primordial Spirit. It was better to wait until after the celebration. For now, he would refine some Primordial Spirit recovery elixirs for Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
Lu Xiaotian touched his chin and quickly made a decision. Once he cultivated the Split God's Secret Art again, he would have a few more Primordial Spirits. Although the Silver Aura Demon Subduing Circle was extremely difficult to refine, the time required would be reduced to a fraction of the original time. It was not unacceptable. Nascent Soul Realm cultivators normally had a lifespan of about 1,200 years. Of course, there were special circumstances. Some of them had a weaker life force and might have a shorter lifespan, while others might have a longer lifespan. There was no fixed number. In the Immortal Cultivation World, there were some elixirs or natural treasures that could extend one's lifespan.
Lu Xiaotian had only used a little more than 200 years to form his Nascent Soul. To those old monsters who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, he was still a young man. Spending a few decades was really nothing.
Previously, the war between the Full Moon Immortal Cultivation World and the Battle Moon Alliance had lasted for 200 years. If the Battle Moon Alliance's infiltration in the early stage was included, the war had increased.. The scale of the Ghost Race's invasion this time was much larger than the previous chaotic war. It was not something that could be ended in a short period of time.
After thinking it over, Lu Xiaotian made up his mind and flew away from the forbidden area of the Divine Cloud Palace. Although the Spirit Qi in this forbidden area was relatively abundant, it was still better to stay in the Blue Moon Peak.
At Si Qing Cliff, a white-haired man was sitting on the edge of a lone grave. He was holding a wooden puppet in his left hand while his right hand was carving. More than half of the figure's face was already visible. It was extremely lifelike and enchanting. Who else could it be but Su Qing?
Seeing Luo Qian like this, Lu Xiaotian sighed inwardly and couldn't help but feel some respect. Cultivators were often used to seeing life and death because of their extended lifespans, so their temperament would be even more indifferent than mortals of the mortal world. Sometimes, they could even be called cold and heartless. But there was no lack of people like Luo Qian who were extremely affectionate.
When love reaches the depth of one's heart, one will be lonely. When love reaches the end, one will experience the vicissitudes of life!
"Master Lu …" Luo Qian looked up and saw Lu Xiaotian. He opened his mouth to speak but found that their identities had changed again. According to the rules of the World of Cultivators or the Divine Cloud Palace, it was no longer appropriate to call Lu Xiaotian Senior Brother. Although his original Senior Brother was the same age as him, he was already a Nascent Soul Ancestor.
"Just call me Senior Brother. I'm not used to your change of address." Lu Xiaotian waved his hand.
"I'm not used to it either. Congratulations on attaining the Great Way, Senior Brother." Luo Qian said with a smile.
"Is the Nascent Soul Stage the Great Way?" Lu Xiaotian curled his lips. People were like this. When he was in the Qi Refining Stage, he only thought about the Foundation Establishment. After the Foundation Establishment, he thought about the Core Formation. Now that he had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, the original mystery and yearning for the Nascent Soul Realm quickly faded away after the initial feeling of novelty and surprise.
"Everyone's Great Way is different. Everyone in the World of Cultivators takes the Nascent Soul Realm as their Great Way. Brother Lu used to be one, but now, you may not be one," Luo Qian said.
"What about your Great Way? What is it? "Lu Xiaotian asked.
"My Great Way is Junior Sister Su." Luo Qian said bluntly and looked affectionately at the raised lonely grave beside him.
"What if Junior Sister Su is not dead? What will you do? "
"Junior Sister Su is not dead? How is that possible? " Luo Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head. When he heard this terrible news, he comforted himself more than once, but the final result made him despair.
However, when Luo Qian saw Lu Xiaotian's serious expression, he didn't seem to be joking. The two of them had known each other for many years, and Lu Xiaotian was definitely not the kind of person to joke about this kind of thing. Luo Qian's lips suddenly trembled. "Brother Lu, you, you've seen Junior Sister Su?"
"I've seen her." Lu Xiaotian nodded and said.
"Where is Junior Sister? Brother Lu, tell me quickly, where is Junior Sister Su? How is she? Why didn't you bring Junior Sister Su back? "Luo Qian suddenly stood up and grabbed Lu Xiaotian's shoulder, his eyes red.
"I didn't bring Junior Sister Su back because she didn't want to come back. In your current state, what can you do after seeing Junior Sister Su?"
Lu Xiaotian looked at Luo Qian and said. Luo Qian had sunk for too long and needed some strong medicine to reignite his fighting spirit. Luo Qian's aptitude was definitely not a problem, but after all, he had consumed too much of his life source, and it would be quite difficult for him to form his Nascent Soul. Even if he was given a High-Grade Nascent Soul Pill, the risk was not small. He had to wake up on his own.
Luo Qian's body trembled and his face was gloomy. Of course, he was aware of his current situation. His hair was white, and wrinkles were beginning to crawl on his face. Time had not passed, but he was already old. Luo Qian said in a trembling voice, "Brother Lu, I beg you, take me to see Junior Sister Su, even if it's just from a distance."
"Junior Sister Su did indeed die in the battle of Full Moon City. However, her primordial spirit did not completely dissipate. Later on, by chance, she found her corpse. However, that corpse had already been tainted with ghost qi. Junior Sister herself also had some encounters and became a ghost."
Seeing Luo Qian like this, Lu Xiaotian could not bear to provoke him anymore and directly told the truth.
"Ghost?" Luo Qian was startled, and then a trace of relief appeared on his face. "It's good that her Divine Soul did not completely disappear. Even if it's a ghost, there might be a day when they don't attain Dao. However, Senior Martial Brother Lu, please take me to see Junior Martial Sister. "
"You haven't become a Nascent Soul cultivator, so you can't see Junior Sister Su. That place is not accessible to non-Nascent Soul cultivators." Lu Xiaotian told a white lie. Otherwise, he could not arouse Luo Qian's fighting spirit.
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