The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 644 - 366: Treatment2

Soone ticulously recorded her requests one by one but was stunned upon hearing the need for living earthworms. An earthworm, typically, has a lifespan of only four years, so locating ones that have lived over ten years—and fifteen of those—would indeed require so effort.

"This nourishing dicinal wine can only be consud three tis within ten days. After drinking it all, the conditions of his depleted Qi-Blood, and the deficiency of kidney’s yang and yin, will be barely improved. At that ti, he can begin taking Miss Qing’er’s dicine for nourishnt. However—" she emphasized, "Ling Fengnan’s death is inevitable. Since the six paths were established, one’s lifespan cannot be altered, and he cannot live past three years. Whether he can father a child in these three years will depend on his fortune."

The ingredients she used for the wine were by no ans strange treasures. Immortal Bandits had begun to arrive over the past two days, hence Fu Yunzhang ordered his people to gather the dicine. He Lao also arrived and volunteered to find the ten-year-old living earthworms. It was unknown by what thod he used, but by the next evening, he had managed to procure them.

Taking advantage of the busy preparations, she quietly pulled aside the wife of the Ling Family and whispered, "Mr. Ling’s physique will gradually improve, but rember that intimate relations must not exceed twice within seven days. Be aware that haste makes waste, and it is essential to conserve and nourish the essence." Her words ca across as utterly serious, as though she was lecturing on dical principles.

The face of the Ling Family’s wife flushed red as fire, responding with a mix of embarrassnt and joy. Although she and her husband had a loving relationship, their lifelong regret was being childless. Seeing that Ling Fengnan was reaching the age of knowing his Heavenly Destiny and with his poor health, they had given up hope of having children. Who would have known that suddenly their fortunes would take such a turn? She had liked this young girl from the first mont she arrived to stay in their ho, and now it seed that they had indeed ford good karma to have t a living god.

The preparation of the dicine was swiftly completed, with Qing’er assisting her. After several days together, the young girl’s admiration for Ning Xiaoxian’s Alchemy Skill grew, often seeking her instruction. Ning Xiaoxian shalessly accepted all her complints. Heh heh, what difference was there between what she knew and the teachings of the Changtian Sect?

In order to retrieve her Thunderstruck Wood, Ning Xiaoxian had to stay in Nian Family Village for another three days. However, during this period, the sequelae of her Summoning God Technique had almost dissipated, her Divine Power was replenished, her agility returned to her, and because her ridians were forcefully expanded during the event, they had actually beco much stronger, turning a misfortune into a blessing.

During this free ti, under Changtian’s guidance, she located the source of the seductive fragrance. This was no easy task, because after the night of the Harvest Festival, the fragrance of osmanthus remained, yet the seductive fragrance had disappeared without a trace.

After great effort, they confird that the scent originated from the oldest and thickest osmanthus tree in Nian Family Village. This old tree stood beside the square, reaching fifteen ters high with a vast canopy spreading nearly a hundred ters, nearly covering half of the square. Its elegant form was truly worthy of being planted in the Moon Palace, with small orange-yellow flowers proudly spreading a curtain of resplendent color among the leaves, emanating a profound, lingering fragrance.

The tree was so magnificent it overshadowed all the other flowers in the three autumn months. This scent was refined and lasted long, truly a top-grade fragrance.

What was interesting, they found no demon energy upon the tree. According to the village elders, this tree had existed before the village was built, and no one could tell its exact age, only that all the osmanthus trees in the mountains and village were its descendants. Every year when the osmanthus blossoms fell, the village would hold the Harvest Festival. On this day, many young people would find love and beco couples.

"This tree has lived for at least a thousand years and has beco a Plant Spirit but has yet to develop spiritual intelligence," Changtian concluded after a long observation. This was not surprising, as for plants to beco spirits or demons, the difficulty was truly extraordinary. Ali’s True Body, the Gold Essence, had lived among Humans for who knows how many years, going through countless cycles of Emperor’s Fluid, and only by chance developed spiritual intelligence, becoming Ali.

Although the old osmanthus tree has not yet developed wisdom, it is naturally close to Humans. Within its growth area, pests vanish, and the villagers who often sll the fragrance of the old tree, grow strong and rarely fall ill.

She suddenly understood why Changtian said that there was no need to worry excessively about the osmanthus tree spirit; it posed no threat to Humans but rather was beneficial. These days, it’s rare to see such benevolent spirit monsters. "But what about that seductive fragrance?" This strange scent had once caused her to lose her senses and shalessly grope Changtian, sothing she could not forget.

"Truly, wonders never cease," murmured Fu Yunzhang, who by now understood that the passionate ardor of the Harvest Festival night was the work of the old tree, standing under it equally astonished. Qing’er’s face was flushed red, obviously recalling the bliss of that night.

Under Changtian’s instruction, Ning Xiaoxian placed her hand on the tree trunk, sending friendly thoughts along with her Divine Power bit by bit, but all seed to vanish without a trace as if thrown into the ocean.

He was rather relaxed: "Just wait a bit longer, conversing with such a Plant Spirit requires great patience."

No one knew how long it passed when suddenly the big tree shook of its own accord without any wind, rustling its full blossoms.

A vague yet curious voice ca through her Divine Sense. It was fortunate that communication through Divine Sense did not require language, or else she wouldn’t be able to speak the language of tree demons. This was her first ti using such a thod of communication, feeling as if they were spiritually connected, with an understanding beyond words, a profound experience.

Changtian was right; the old osmanthus tree was oblivious, its spiritual intelligence not yet awakened, resembling an unborn child in a pregnant woman’s womb, able to sense the external world but devoid of independent thought. This stage of life was truly fascinating. As it opened up its mind, Ning Xiaoxian’s Divine Sense seized the opportunity, browsing through its entire life, thus gaining a sudden enlightennt.(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welco to provide your support by casting your recomndation ticket and Monthly Ticket at Qidian (qidian). Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)