System Bestows me with Immortality, Living on to Eventually Become Invincible Chapter 72 – Chopping wood clears our minds

"Old Bull, let's go to the Alchemy Hall and take a look. It seems like the elders there really need so Foundation Establishnt cultivators to lend a hand."

Chen Xun looked at Black Bull and smiled, "We don't expect any reward. Just following the senior brothers and learning so alchemy basics would be good enough."

"Moo moo~~" Black Bull nodded continuously. They had tasks in the Spiritual dicine Garden, and the elders couldn't keep them there all the ti.

After making so preparations, Chen Xun led Black Bull towards the Alchemy Hall. The guards outside the grand formation didn't pay much attention to them. As long as they weren't going far, it was a minor matter. This place wasn't a prison, after all.

Chen Xun found Elder Jinghuang inside the Alchemy Hall and expressed his willingness to assist with alchemy for free, just to learn a bit.

This made Jinghuang extrely happy. Stroking his beard, he said that with Chen Xun's mindset, achieving the Golden Elixir was definitely within reach!

This was a great fortune falling from the sky. Foundation Establishnt cultivators were even busier than Qi cultivation phase disciples, each of them with their noses in the air. And to think he was offering his help for free, without even needing spirit stones to recover his mana.

Most importantly, Chen Xun's divine sense was far more useful than those nad disciples, significantly increasing the pill formation rate.

However, Chen Xun set three conditions: he still had tasks in the Spiritual dicine Garden and couldn't co frequently.

Jinghuang was straightforward, saying they were all fellow disciples of the Alchemy Hall and there was no need to be so formal. He wouldn't force Chen Xun to do more than he could.

Chen Xun was very pleased. It was indeed easier to talk within the sa departnt. If he had gone to the Refining Hall, he might have been kicked out...

The Five Aggregates Sect had strict rules, unlike the small village where one could wander around freely.

For half a month, Chen Xun stayed in a certain alchemy room, while Black Bull read books on the side. Jinghuang gave him many low-grade spiritual herbs to refine, and the resulting pill liquids made Jinghuang very satisfied, much better than his other disciples.

However, Jinghuang never taught Chen Xun any alchemy techniques, as those were part of the heritage. He only guided him on so alchemy basics, which Chen Xun found sufficient.

For instance, today they were drinking tea in Jinghuang's cave abode. Chen Xun's divine sense was greatly depleted and needed ti to recover. It was Jinghuang's first ti inviting Chen Xun to his cave abode.

"Senior Brother Jing, can the main spiritual herb for Foundation Establishnt Pills be used to refine more than one batch?"

Chen Xun was shocked, feeling he had suffered a huge loss! He stared at Jinghuang in disbelief, "Does that an many spiritual herbs can be used to refine several batches of pills?"

Jinghuang shook his head and chuckled, "Of course, the potency of the herbs is too strong, which greatly affects the pill formation. Foundation Establishnt Pills are one such example."

"For instance, a thirty-year-old herb can refine one pill, but if you use a three-hundred-year-old herb to refine the sa pill, what do you think the result will be?"

"Um... the pill's potency would increase?" Chen Xun thought for a mont. He had so experience, having done such foolish things before.

"Haha, Junior Brother Chen, you think too much. That would only cause the pill to collapse, unable to withstand such potency."

Jinghuang laughed heartily while sipping his tea, finding Junior Brother Chen quite amusing, "Too much water overflows, a full moon wanes, extres lead to opposites. The sa goes for spiritual herbs."

"I see. Thank you for the lesson, Senior Brother Jing. If not for your guidance, I might have remained ignorant forever."

Chen Xun broke into a cold sweat, feeling more and more uneasy. He had taken too many wrong turns, "I was wondering why the spiritual herbs in the Spiritual dicine Garden aren't allowed to grow indefinitely. Now I understand."

Jinghuang smiled slightly, refilling Chen Xun's spiritual tea. He had so matters to attend to and had invited Chen Xun to his cave abode today to express his gratitude.

"Senior Brother Jing, I won't disturb you any longer." Chen Xun stood up and cupped his hands, signaling his departure.

"Alright, I won't keep you then. If you have any questions, feel free to co to my cave abode."

Jinghuang nodded calmly. Junior Brother Chen was very tactful, knowing when to advance and retreat, never asking too much about alchemy, only minor things.

Chen Xun smiled slightly and turned to leave. He looked at Black Bull outside the cave abode, who was staring at a large pile of wood, deep in thought.

He paused and turned back, saying:

"Senior Brother Jing."

"Yes, Junior Brother?"

"What kind of wood is that outside? I see it in front of many senior brothers' cave abodes."

"Haha, that's wood from the Crane Spirit Tree, used to make dicine cases or preserve pills. It's found in many places in the Jade Bamboo Range."

"What?!"

Chen Xun's eyes suddenly filled with blood, and he shouted in disbelief, realizing he had been a fool for so many years!

His eyelids flipped outward, and his body convulsed before collapsing to the ground.

"Junior Brother Chen!"

"Moo!!"

...

On the way back, Black Bull carried Chen Xun, who stared blankly at the sky. He felt like ants were crawling all over his body, his anger constantly building up, and the Mountain-axing axe at his waist glead coldly.

Black Bull kept glancing back at Chen Xun. This ti, they had suffered a great loss. They had been so poor back then, selling a spiritual herb and even taking back the dicine case.

Now they were told that this kind of spiritual tree was common in places with gathered spiritual qi. The gap in their hearts was indescribable.

"Old Bull!" Chen Xun suddenly shouted from Bull's back.

"Let's go chop down so trees! Damn it, from now on, our bowls, spoons, pigsties, chicken coops, everything will be made from Crane Spirit Tree wood. Otherwise, how can we cultivate immortality with a clear mind? We can't live like this anymore!"

"Moo moo!"

One man and one bull, filled with rage, charged into the mountains. Upon seeing a Crane Spirit Tree, they swung the Mountain-axing axe, and Black Bull ramd into it fiercely. The mountains echoed with rumbling sounds.

Chen Xun and Black Bull carried a large pile of wood back to the Spiritual dicine Garden. Passing disciples looked on in astonishnt, thinking this Uncle-Master must be practicing so great wood-based spell!

Outside the Spiritual dicine Garden, the guarding Foundation Establishnt cultivators were shocked. What kind of sight was this?

They saw a man carrying dozens of giant round logs on his shoulders, and the black bull spirit beast carrying six or seven logs. From a distance, it looked like two moving piles of wood.

"Junior Brother, what are you doing?" one of them couldn't help but ask. Was he practicing mortal martial arts in the world of immortals?

"Senior Brother, we're fine. Chopping wood clears our minds."

Chen Xun's forehead veins bulged as he smiled and nodded, "Old Bull, let's go."

"Moo!" Black Bull responded.

The two guards, though far apart, shook their heads and sighed at Chen Xun's appearance. Indeed, those who could cultivate the Water Spirit Decision to the second level had peculiar personalities.

In the days that followed, Chen Xun and Black Bull added a new activity to their routine: chopping wood in the mountains!

Their Spiritual dicine Garden was piled high with Crane Spirit Tree wood, the piles growing taller and their minds feeling clearer. They began making various tools, the banging sounds echoing throughout Huiquan Stream's Spiritual dicine Garden.

Ti flew by, and Chen Xun and Black Bull no longer felt the probing force from the formation. However, they still didn't dare to be careless and continued to quietly perform their duties.