Chapter 7 Cultivating Spiritual Medicine (Part 2) Seeking Recommendations for a Surge in Rankings!

  "The formation method is easy to understand, but the key is how to match the properties of these low-level spirit stones to achieve the effect I want, this is too brain-wracking..."

  Sun Li was shocked: "The things I picked up in Luo Mei Mountain are Ling Stones?!"

  Luohuan said with a bad tone: "You really think that spirit stones are everywhere, and you can just pick them up casually? These are the lowest grade, even ordinary cultivators wouldn't bother to pick them up. To use this kind of material to achieve what I want... it's really painful..."

  He complained for a while, then let Sun Li pick out some from those stones. The inlay work that followed was simple, using a knife to engrave small grooves on the tile pot and embed the Ling stone. As long as you are careful not to damage the formation of the lines, and the size of the groove is appropriate, it's okay.

  "Alright, it's finally all done." Sun Lichang let out a sigh of relief.

  "Alas, originally to cultivate the Seven Sons' First Wu, the soil should have been mixed with three kinds of spiritual jade powder and the dung of the Three-colored Firebird. But now... just find some fertile soil for me."

  Sun Li went out under the starlight and dug some soil on the mountain slope back home.

  He was also a peasant by birth and had long since observed from the growth of plants that the soil on the mountain peak to the left of the academy was more fertile.

  He climbed up the left mountain peak, successfully collected soil and was about to return when he suddenly heard a sound of water in his ears, immediately feeling uncomfortable with sweat all over his body. The continuous challenges pushed him to his limits, each time leaving him drenched in sweat.

  Sun Li walked over with the soil on his back, under the cover of night, a line of spiritual spring water flew down from the natural stone platform and fell into a three-zhang-square pond below. The pond water was like jade, looking icy cool and refreshing. Sun Li untied his waistband and was about to get in the water when a cold voice said: "If you want to feed the silver ring python in the water, just go ahead."

  Sun Li was startled, looked around, and saw that on the big stone beside the stone platform above, a little girl was standing there. The girl's figure was slender, her long hair flying in the night wind, as if shrouded in a mysterious black veil.

  Although her complexion is cold, it's a beauty that can't be expressed. The whole world seems to be intoxicated by the faint blue gemstone eyes, and the starlight in the sky seems to turn into golden threads dancing around her.

  Sun Li was stunned for a moment, until the girl couldn't stand his fiery gaze, her small face slightly red, and she shouted: "What are you looking at!"

  Sun Lisan's soul returned to his body, and he lowered his head in shame. The girl's face turned red again, and she said, "Still not putting it back on!"

  Sun Li suddenly remembered that his belt had come undone, and although nothing important was exposed, it was still embarrassing. His old face turned bright red as he busied himself adjusting his clothes.

  The girl looked at his awkward appearance and a faint smile floated on her face.

  Sun Li suddenly reacted: "Ah! You are Master Zhu's niece!"

  Muran Xie Wei didn't understand either, what was wrong with her tonight, that she would be looked at by a young man's bold gaze and feel shy. This young man exuded a kind of simplicity all over his body, but under this simplicity, he hid an unyielding stubbornness and pride. Muran Xie Wei had seen many talented young men like fish in the river, but none of them caught her attention like this young man in front of her.

  The young man recognized his own identity, and Mu Ran's face changed slightly. His body fluttered like a young phoenix, crossing dozens of meters to land on a large tree in the distance.

  Sun Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found the courage to chase after her: "Thank you, Miss Xie, thank you!"

  "My surname is not Xie, it's Muren."

  He spoke and flew away without looking back. Sun Li was stunned, wooden? What a strange surname indeed.

  "I'm Sun Li!" he shouted loudly in the direction where Xie Wei'er had disappeared. The empty mountain echoed, but there was no response, and it was unknown whether Xie Wei'er had heard him or not.

  ……

  With a somewhat melancholic mood, Sun Li returned to his own hut and filled the soil into a clay pot. Following Luo Huan's instructions, he planted the seeds of Qi Zi Shou Wu.

  Luohuan sighed again in regret: "If there were enough spirit stones, it would be better to set up a formation and strengthen the seeds of Qī Zǐ Shǒu Wū..."

  Wu Yao impatiently said: "Alright, what's with all these regrets?"

  The seeds have been sown, and Luo Huan also let out a sigh of relief. From now on, it's just a matter of waiting to see the results.

  "Alright, young one, now go and cultivate in peace."

  During the day, Sun Li uses the power of Taiyi Fire God to recover from his cultivation. Now that it's night, he can absorb the starlight of Zhou Tian.

  Sun Li was still quite ignorant about cultivating the truth, and some common sense was also unknown. If he said it out loud, that he could cultivate the Great Sun God Fire, I'm afraid the entire cultivation world would be shocked.

  The power of the Taiyi Fire God is extremely terrifying and difficult to control. Just borrowing the power of the Taiyi Fire God requires extra caution, let alone absorbing it into one's body for cultivation.

  This also reflects the extraordinary nature of "Mortal World's One Life Heaven" from one side.

  Another night of cultivation, Sun Lixing's Yintang acupoint was further divinized, and his strength increased by two times compared to the first day. The spiritual yuan in his body began to circulate, already as thick as a green bean.

  For a period of time, life was dull and uneventful, with every day consisting of attending classes and practicing at night. On days when there were no classes, Sun Li would run the Mortal World One Life Heavenly Dao technique, absorbing the Great Solar Divine Flame.

  There are a total of five courses in the Academy, including alchemy, artifact crafting and talisman making. As for cultivation and combat, they are still handled by Chong Yin and Chong Ba respectively.

  The two lecturers of the Zhiqi and Fulu, although not as straightforward as Chongzhong, were clearly not focused on this lowest-level class. The lectures were also somewhat perfunctory, and when answering the disciples' questions, they would dismiss them with just a few words. If you wanted to delve deeper, the two lecturers' faces would turn unpleasant.

  Chong Zhong, who didn't even allow students to ask questions in Ding's class, was seen by Sun Li with a smile on his face in the A-class, patiently answering the most trivial questions for his disciples, and even publicly announced his address, welcoming everyone to visit him for guidance.

  Sun Li just shook his head and turned around to leave.

  The world is in a state of decline, and the weak have nowhere to plead their case; even in the realm of cultivation, this is also true.

  Five subjects, Sun Li basically didn't attend classes, the reason is simple, the content taught by these teachers and lecturers was full of errors. The two voices in Sun Li's mind instilled more advanced knowledge into him.

  But every time he attends class, he always looks like a wooden chicken, and even fools can see that he is distracted. Although these lectures were originally not well-received by the disciples of Ding's class, they didn't care about them, but every time Sun Li was in this state during class, it still made Chong Zhong and others very dissatisfied, giving birth to a "rotten wood can't be supported" feeling towards this disciple.

  Sun Li became notorious among the students in the academy, becoming a synonym for "unruly and unrepentant", "illiterate and useless" and "doomed to be eliminated".

  The alchemy is still okay, and the disciples with shallow cultivation can still cultivate spiritual medicine. The two subjects of instrument making and talisman drawing can only teach everyone some basic methods, such as identifying minerals and selecting talisman paper. After class, there is no need to complete any homework. Sun Li has a lot of time to practice.

  In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. Sun Li's "Mortal One Life Heaven" has made rapid progress, and the starlight in the Yintang acupoint is shining brightly. The spiritual yuan is rotating, and it has already reached the thickness of a small thumb.

  Sun Li secretly inquired and found that his level was already among the best in Class D, but the problem was that this was Class D, the worst class!

  I'm afraid with this score, I'll be ranked in the last ten of a third-rate class, let alone second-rate and first-rate classes.

  But Sun Li was already very satisfied. With his qualifications, if he hadn't cultivated the "Mortal World One Life Heaven" divine technique, he might not have achieved even his current results.

  But Luo Huan was not satisfied. Unfortunately, the resources available were too scarce, and Luo Huan had a lot of great ideas that he couldn't put into practice, which made him a bit irritable lately, and he tried every means to find fault with Wu Yao and quarrel with him.

  In the academy, Chong Yin still maintained his good Mr. manner, tirelessly pointing out every disciple. He was the only lecturer in the entire academy who treated all disciples equally. In his eyes, disciples were just disciples, with no distinction between Class A and Class D.

  Chong Bao is still cruel and tyrannical, every time he points out everyone's actual combat, there are always a few disciples who come back with bruised noses and swollen faces.

  Nor did he know why, but Chongba seemed to dislike Sun Li particularly, almost every time they had a real battle drill, he would let Sun Li come out and "demonstrate" once. Fortunately, Sun Li grew up in the mountains since childhood, neither causing trouble nor fearing it, with combat experience far surpassing those city kids, so he didn't suffer much loss.

  Chóng Bà's little tail can't be caught, with a gloomy expression and a god-like appearance similar to Luó Huán.

  Inside the small courtyard, four disciples. Sun Li didn't go to speak, since Su Lan entered the third-class class, he became estranged from the other three people in the courtyard. The suggestion of advancing and retreating together that was mentioned before was also forgotten.

  Jiang Shiyu's discontent was evident to everyone, and he spent his days buried in hard work, confident that his talent was still above the masses, and he would not be content to remain below them.

  Lu Daitong seems to have resigned himself to his fate, feeling that it's unlikely he'll be able to catch up with others in terms of cultivation, so he turned to studying alchemy instead.

  He took extra care of Qi Zi Shou Wu.

  That day, Lu Daitong was watering his own Seven Sons and One Daughter plant again, and Sun Lichao suddenly remembered the one he had planted.

  After planting that He Shou Wu, Sun Li watered it once every three days and didn't bother with anything else, and today just happened to be the time again.

  These seven sons of He Shou Wu have a normal growth trend, similar to those of Lu Da Tong. However, the leaves of Sun Li's plant have some black veins.

  Back in his own room, Sun Li moved the earthen jar from the corner and took another look at this seven-son first wu. It was still ordinary, and he no longer had any expectations for Luo Huan's array transformation.

  But thinking again, he didn't take care of this seven-son Polygonum at all, and being able to keep up with Lu Dantong is already a testament to the effectiveness of Luo Huan's formation transformation.

  He poured water and then moved the tile pot back.

  Suddenly, someone outside the door shouted at him: "Sun Li, today it's your turn to sweep." (Today is Saturday, whether or not I can make the list depends on everyone. The opportunity is no longer great. Those who published books in the same period have already gone up, and their performance is not bad, Shi San is ashamed, saying that five days after publishing the book, nearly 50,000 words have been written, the speed is not slow...)