With that, the refinement of the spirit blood could be considered at an end. Next came the refining and absorption.
However, as the saying went, the impatient could not eat hot tofu. Lin Xuan was not particularly anxious about it, either, and decided to rest for a few days before making any decisions.
Call it rewarding himself if one liked. In short, he would first restore his essence, energy, and spirit to their peak. One had to know that in immortal cultivation, a firm heart toward the Dao was certainly necessary, but blindly cultivating in bitter seclusion was actually not advisable, either. Sometimes, a proper balance of labor and rest was also needed.
Lin Xuan went out and found a place of beautiful scenery, roaming the mountains and enjoying the waters. After that, he went to a mortal marketplace to eat and drink his fill. In short, he did whatever relaxed him, and in the blink of an eye, half a month passed just like that.
Afterward, full and satisfied, Lin Xuan returned to his own cultivation cave in a cheerful state of body and mind.
Everything in the scenery was as before.
He had rested enough. Next, Lin Xuan delayed no longer. There were still many proper matters to attend to now.
With a creak, the stone door opened, and Lin Xuan entered the Cultivation Room.
With a sweep of his sleeve, a snow-white Jade Bottle flew out. It was no more than half a foot tall, yet appeared extremely elegant and exquisite. Wrapped in a cluster of spiritual light, it hovered several feet in front of him.
Lin Xuan lightly raised his right hand, and a streak of spiritual light shot from his fingertip.
Following his movement, a "pop" entered his ears; the bottle stopper had flown up