Time Flies

The rice paddies, covered with sacred soil, had a three-foot-tall rice seedling in the center, bathed in golden light. It was holy, bright, and golden, slowly absorbing the vital energy from the water.

Despite two years of meticulous nurturing by two Longevity Realm Giants, its growth has stagnated.

Even with An Xianjing and composed mind, she was secretly anxious; otherwise, she wouldn't have resorted to desperate measures and sought out a junior from the Five Seas Realm.

The Trace Meridians of pure gold and Golden Rice is indeed easy to associate.

"Isn't this inappropriate?"

Li Weiyi doesn't mind helping An Xianjing raise rice, but what if the child born is somewhat similar to him?

An Xianjing was very patient. "Blood is just one of the nutrients, it's not as complicated as you think. Some of the rumored Benevolent Rice growing on mass graves absorb the blood of thousands of the Departed, do they have thousands of parents?"

"I think the existence of Benevolent Rice) is too challenging to human ethics and humanity. For people who don't care about emotions, it might not matter. But what about for people who do care?"

Li Weiyi thought of many things in that instant.

Some now understand why planting was prohibited at the Zen Sea Observing Mist back then.

An Xianjing fell into deep thought, and after a while, she said, "You can try providing it with sunlight using the Fusang Divine Tree Spirit God. I feel that your spiritual energy is very strong."

Li Weiyi had already noticed that the flame lotus in the lake was growing extremely well in the area shrouded by the Fusang Divine Tree Projection.

Perhaps, it really helps.

Li Weiyi sat down to meditate on the edge of the field.

Gradually, his mind cleared and he fell into meditation.

"Whoosh!"

The Fusang Divine Tree Projection rose behind him, reaching a height of over ten feet. Its radiance was like shattered gold, and its leaves were like flames, enveloping the one-acre spiritual soil rice paddy in its radiance.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The three-foot-tall rice seedling, whose leaves were originally drooping, gradually stretched out and stood upright.

It followed Li Weiyi's breath, and with each breath, it absorbed the light rain falling from the Fusang Divine Tree.

The entire Southern Clear Palace, and the surrounding area for miles, was shrouded in darkness, except for this place, which was brightly lit.

An Xianjing was a cheerful person, and at this moment, her face was beaming with a radiant and joyful smile, making her seem nothing like an ancient person who had lived for 360 years.

He thought to himself, "The Golden Rice certainly has enough nutrients. The reason its growth has stagnated is probably related to sunlight."

Half an hour later, Li Weiyi opened her eyes.

Seeing the changes in the Golden Rice, he beamed with joy. "Senior An, it seems I'm still useful to you. We don't need to use blood to nourish it for now, right?"

An Xianjing walked to Li Weiyi's side and pointed a finger at the back of his head, near the Fengfu point.

After the investigation.

She withdrew her finger and nodded gently. "It really is true. You've indeed refined all your Trace Meridians to gold, and your Feng Mansion has reached a level of 36,000 cubic meters. Your physique is definitely not that of an ordinary person; you must have a great background."

"Please, senior, do not mention martial arts talent again."

Having learned from his conversation with Yao Qingxuan, Li Weiyi feigned deep sorrow and distress, speaking very little and offering no explanation.

An Xianjing said, "The passing grade for an inheritor's ancestral field in the Five Seas Realm is only 20,000 square meters. Your Wind Mansion has 36,000 square meters, so you can completely replace your ancestral field with your Wind Mansion. The only problem is that the claim that your ancestral field was abolished is just a pretense; you don't actually use your Wind Mansion to cultivate the Dao."

Li Weiyi revealed his anger. "If you continue to reopen old wounds and doubt this and that, you might as well just kill me. Anyway, after helping you grow the Golden Rice, I couldn't escape death. If my ancestral field hadn't been destroyed, the Jiu Li Hidden Gate would definitely have sent top experts to protect me. How could I have fallen into your hands?"

Who would have thought that the Underground Immortal Mansion was actually the lair of the Twin Rice Cult?

Moreover, this sect is powerful and has many experts.

Before Li Weiyi entered, he thought that there really were no immortal giants in the Underground Immortal Mansion.

He was lucky; at least he's still alive. Many more who made misjudgments have long since perished, or met an even worse fate.

An Xianjing frowned slightly. "Don't overthink it! As long as you don't become an enemy of the Divine Cult, this Palace Master won't kill you, much less discard you after you've served your purpose. Believe it or not, it's up to you!"

"Give me the Divine Snow Sword!"

Li Weiyi took out the Divine Snow Sword from his bag and handed it over.

Filled with curiosity, he asked, "Has Tang Wanzhou been captured?"

"Take care of yourself first!"

"Keep this bottle of immortality blood safe. Take ten drops daily, no more, no less. It should be enough to water the rice for two or three months. Take good care of it. If you kill the Golden Rice... think about what the consequences will be."

An Xianjing delivered a calm yet assertive threat, demonstrating her authority as the head of the palace and lest Li Weiyi take advantage of her perceived easygoing nature. In reality, she found it genuinely difficult to maintain her authority as the palace head in front of Li Weiyi, a kind and idealistic young man.

As she herself said, "To the merciful, I repay mercy; to the wicked, I grant them rebirth."

Practicing the "Formless Buddha Scripture" is like looking in a mirror; one's state reflects the kind of person one is facing.

Leaving behind a cold jade bottle, she picked up her sword and left.

Li Weiyi said, "What if something happens to it? Where am I supposed to find you?"

"Spirit Grain Hall, find the Divine Son Seat, Qiong Ji Daozi. I will be leaving for a while soon," An Xianjing said.

"Do me a favor. I have a friend named Qi Xiao who may have fallen into your hands. Could you help me find him?"

"I am the temple master, not the one responsible for finding cats and dogs."

An Xianjing disappeared into the array's light barrier.

"They're all so difficult to get along with. Are the Longevity Realm Giants really that great? If I were to reach the Transcendent Realm back then, I would definitely put on a show of power in front of them."

Li Weiyi muttered to himself, spreading out his palms.

Besides the cold jade bottle, there was also a three-inch-long green jade array talisman in his palm, which was used to activate the various arrays in the Southern Clear Palace.

Because the jade talisman bears the three characters "Southern Clear Palace".

From then on, Southern Clear Palace was his domain, and he could come and go as he pleased.

However, An Xianjing did not give him a life token, clearly intending to confine him to the Southern Clear Palace.

For the next three days, Li Weiyi sat on the edge of the field, meditating while supporting the Fusang Divine Tree Projection to provide radiance for the Golden Rice. At the same time, he refined the magical energy in his Wind Palace, hoping to reach the Sixth Sea perfection as soon as possible.

They dared not urge the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish, fearing that Yao Qingxuan and An Xianjing might suddenly return.

They prefer to appear silently, appearing behind or beside you.

After three days without any news from them, Li Weiyi could no longer suppress her anxiety. She left the array surrounding the rice paddies and went to another area of the Southern Clear Palace that was also shrouded by the array.

Inside the formation was the black Buddhist pagoda, which was over twenty stories high.

There wasn't a single footprint in the deserted courtyard outside the stupa.

It is clear that An Xianjing and Yao Qingxuan will not enter this place at all; it is a good place to activate the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish.

As for the unpredictable dangers...

Li Weiyi could escape into the Blood Mud Space, so he wasn't that afraid.

Furthermore, according to Zen Sea Observing Mist, his blood can revive a corpse with a single drop; it's not certain who is the nemesis of whom!

"We must take advantage of this time before the Golden Rice matures to improve our cultivation and strength as much as possible. An Xianjing's words sound nice, but who knows if she'll go back on her word once she's no longer of any use? People's faces can change in an instant, let alone words they've already spoken."

Six Phoenix Wing Moth Emperor were left outside to roam and gnaw on various medicinal herbs in the Southern Clear Palace.

Li Weiyi took out the jade array talisman, opened the array's Light Veil, and stepped inside.

"Rustle!"

A cold wind swept through the dilapidated courtyard where the black pagoda stood, stirring up swirling dust.

An ancient aura wafted over, and faintly, one could hear the sounds of Buddhist chants.

Although Li Weiyi felt guilty, he also knew that the formation here had not been opened for many years. It was normal for the airflow inside and outside to be circulated and there to be wind when it was suddenly opened.

I glanced through the open door to the first level of the pagoda.

The skeleton sat cross-legged in the darkness, bound by chains. Its life story was unknown, and it was unclear why it was chained here.

Has it been locked for tens of thousands of years?

Li Weiyi had a dangerous feeling that it might suddenly stand up and rush out.

Li Weiyi dared not approach, so he sat down next to the array's Light Veil.

First, activate the light red eyes of the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish, and then enter the Blood Mud Space.

Using the Spatial Power of Lesser Yang Star, Li Weiyi piloted the jade boat to the Tanggu Sea.

The waves crashed, and the sun shone brightly.

He gazed into the distance at the sacred and magnificent Fusang Divine Tree on the horizon, bathed in sunlight, his view expansive and clear. The chilling atmosphere of the desolate courtyard of the pagoda vanished instantly.

"Currently, Lesser Yang Star can only open a spatial passage leading here, and cannot travel to other places. Perhaps, we need to cultivate not only mental power, but also the Dao of Space."

"Tang Wanzhou has already reached the pinnacle below the Longevity Realm, yet he has only made initial contact with spatial cultivation techniques. I should avoid being overly ambitious and focus on breaking through to the Dao Seed Realm as soon as possible."

Li Weiyi stopped thinking about it and sat down at the bow of the jade boat, mobilizing his mental power to activate the Blue Fish Eye of the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish.

The two Psychic Power Stars were rapidly depleted, their radiance growing dimmer and their size shrinking.

The Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish Circulation...

"Whoosh!"

Strands of blue light emanated from the fish's eyes, enveloping him.

The Time Cocoon is still only a few feet in size.

"After becoming Two-star Mind Master, the cocoon silk has indeed become much more solid."

"The waves in the sea seem to be moving much slower. It seems there really is a difference in the Time Flow Rate Time Cocoon."

"It is said that there are signs of time distortion in many places in the universe. Has someone mastered this power? The former owner of the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish?"

Li Weiyi cleared his mind of all distractions and began to temper his Qi.

Time passed day by day.

Every time the Golden Crow rises from the seabed, Li Weiyi leaves Tanggu Sea and returns to the Southern Clear Palace. He sits on the ridge of the field, meditates, and uses Meditation Method to recover his mental energy. At the same time, he uses the light and Fusang Divine Tree Projection to provide light for the Golden Rice.

It usually takes half a day of meditation for mental energy to fully recover.

As time went by, Li Weiyi figured out the state of the Time Cocoon.

With his current mental power as Two-star Mind Master, the Time Cocoon can only last for one day.

But inside the Time Cocoon, it would take much longer than a day; Li Weiyi estimated it would be three or four days.

Therefore, after each quenching, there is a strong feeling of hunger.

He originally estimated that even with the help of the Fusang Divine Tree, it would take three months to complete the Qi tempering and perfect the Sixth Sea cultivation.

In fact, he completed the Sixth Sea in just one and a half months.

During this period, he also spent a lot of time restoring his mental power, tending to the Golden Rice, refining the Star Day Pill, cultivating his physical body, etc., and his strength in all aspects improved at an extremely rapid pace.

The Underground Immortal Mansion is spherical, not a flat layer.

The Twin Rice Cult spent a thousand years roughly dividing the developed area into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.

The uppermost level, known as the "Sacred Heart Layer," is the place of practice for the two rice patriarchs. It is extremely mysterious, and few people are able to go there. It contains the ultimate secret left behind by the ancient Bhakara Sect.

The middle layer, known as the "Mortal Layer," is the safest and most fertile area, heavily protected and isolated from other areas.

The Mortal Layer is divided into Twenty-Eight Mansions, each spanning dozens of miles in circumference. These prefectures serve as cultivation areas for the young disciples of the main altar and Planting Area for the Benevolent Rice, responsible for reproduction and education.

The Spirit Grain Hall holds the greatest authority in the Mortal Layer.

Even for outside followers belonging to the Heavenly World Hall, their residence and cultivation upon arriving at the main altar are all arranged by the Spirit Grain Hall, and they must obey its management.