Chapter 139: Nascent Soul Level , Monument of Thousand Bones and Ten Thousand Souls
When Jinwu left, he only said that he would take care of her living egg, but did not say how to deal with the four dead eggs.

Chen An's heart moved, he picked up one of them and threw it to the black-haired beast.

"Wang!"

The black-haired beast was drooling and had been salivating over the egg. When it saw the golden crow egg flying over, it jumped up happily and caught it in its big mouth.

Then he wagged his tail, went back to his cave, and enjoyed himself.

Chen An ignored it and looked around the messy Kuxiu Mountain. He turned to Chen Shuang and ordered: "Go call Chen Qing and others back and quickly repair the mountain."

Kuxiu Mountain has been burned by the Golden Crow's divine fire to a barren land with no grass growing.

Only the few acres of spiritual fields in front of the cave were intact, but the other places were not of great value and could be restored to their original state in just some time.

"Yes!"

Chen Shuang immediately took the order and headed towards the Black Wind Market.

Not long after, Chen Qing returned to the mountain with a group of monks.

Looking at their deserted homes, many people had bitter and heartbroken expressions on their faces.

"It's gone, there's nothing left."

"My house! My spiritual field! Master, you have to compensate me."

"Don't be silly. You have a shabby house and a spiritual field that has been abandoned for ten years. What is there to compensate for it?"

Chen Qing ignored the few people from the Foundation Building Clan. Many years ago, the spiritual fields of Kuxiu Mountain had been moved to Yunwu Valley where the soil was more fertile. Who would still farm on the mountain now?
Except Chen An.

Chen Qing looked around and murmured, "It's good that it's gone. It's just the right time to rebuild Kuxiu Mountain."

Immediately, he gathered the tribesmen on the mountain and began to work busily.

While the Chen family monks were rebuilding their home, Chen An was not idle either.

He walked into the spiritual field, looking at the land where there was no Golden Crow grass at all, feeling somewhat empty in his heart.

During the more than one year that the Golden Crow had been laying eggs here, it was not known whether it was to recover from its injuries, replenish its energy, or both, but it had eaten up all of the Golden Crow grass that he had planted in most of his spiritual fields, leaving not a single one behind.

Normally, if someone else encountered such a thing, they would be heartbroken and beat their chests, but Chen An looked at the Golden Crow Feather in his hand and the ball of true sun fire, then happily took out the Golden Crow Grass seeds that he had prepared long ago and planted them in the spiritual field.

Moreover, with a mature thirty-year-old Golden Crow grass, two can be harvested. As long as the Soul-stealing Technique is activated to extract a few third-level spiritual medicines, within a few days, the third-level spiritual fields outside the spiritual fields will be full of golden Golden Crow grass again.

But at the innermost part, the position of the immortal tree in the middle of the fourth-level spiritual field was empty at this time.

Chen An walked forward calmly and performed the Namu Jue, releasing the fifth-level fairy tree seedlings and replanting them in the fourth-level spiritual field which was moving towards the fifth-level spiritual field.

Before he went to stop the Golden Crow, he had already taken it in just in case. Now that the Golden Crow had left, he naturally had to release it.

Feeling the remaining true fire aura of Kuxiu Mountain, the magic power in Chen An's body surged, and soon a whirlwind formed, slowly rising from his body into the sky.

After the spell of calling the wind and rain was performed, the sky darkened and heavy spiritual rain fell, nourishing the thirsty spiritual plants and the barren Kuxiu Mountain.

Before, when Jinwu was here, in order to avoid disturbing the other party, he had never used spiritual rain to nourish them. He simply took the spiritual rain that Chen Zhan had collected in a vessel last time and requisitioned it.

Now that there was no restraint, the entire Kuxiu Mountain seemed to be immersed in the cheers of the spiritual rain, and even the remaining true fire aura on the mountain was washed away without leaving a trace.

Among the third-level spiritual plants in the spiritual field, except for the Golden Crow Grass and Dragon Blood Ginseng, the other spiritual plants were just planted randomly, and Chen An did not care too much about them.

Only the fourth-level spiritual plants in the field are the most important, and of course there are also fairy trees.

In the fourth-level spiritual field, eight jade Linglong plants were like white jade, surrounding Chen Shuang. The yin and yang energies continuously circulated between the two sides, complementing each other.

As Chen Shuang's cultivation gradually approached the Jindan stage, Yu Linglong's growth rate also increased. With Chen An using the Soul-Snatching Technique to ripen it from time to time, it was not far from maturity.

In a small pit in the corner of the spiritual field, the Xuantian green hemp had broken through the soil underneath the rotten spiritual plants and had grown tender green seedlings.

It is currently growing well, and the speed will not be slower than other spiritual plants. The only thing is that the number of rotten spiritual plants is not too many, and it is estimated that they will not be able to support the Xuantian Green Hemp to mature.

Unfortunately, after all these years of development, the farming level of the spiritual plant masters of the Chen family in Yunwu Valley has been just above average. The number of spiritual plants that die each year is very limited, and they cannot provide him with too many rotten spiritual plants.

"If there is really no other way, we can only make do with the Golden Crow Grass."

Chen An thought so.

He looked at the Nine-Wheel Wind Grass again and felt that the muddy divine mud below was already wet enough, so he stopped the spiritual rain.

Nine-wheeled Wind Grass likes humidity, but it cannot be fed with too much spiritual water. Although it will not drown, it will also affect its growth efficiency and age.

In addition to the fourth-level spiritual plants in the spiritual field, Chen An also has a seed of the Earth Core Fire Ganoderma in his hand. Since he has not found the earth fire yet, he has not planted it yet.

During the last banquet on the top of the mountain, Chen An had instructed Chen Qing to go to Master Qingshan to ask about the method of finding the underground fire.

The deal is easy to negotiate and the other party will never refuse. However, the key equipment for finding the underground fire has been slightly damaged due to years of unused equipment and is currently being repaired. It may take some time.

After taking care of the fourth-level spiritual plants, Chen An stepped out of the spiritual field.

After a few days, after ripening several plants of Golden Crow Grass and collecting them, Chen An went to another cave in the North Mountain.

The blood crocodile is imprisoned here.

The demon's magic power and body were sealed. He lay on the ground unable to move. If it weren't for his eyes staring at Chen An, he would have looked like a dead person.

"You're getting used to living here, right?"

Chen An walked forward with a smile and examined the Blood Soul Immortal in the other person's body.

"As a righteous cultivator, you actually used such a vicious method. If this gets out, I'll see what you will do."

Blood Crocodile spoke in a low voice, but still with full energy.

As expected of a fourth-rank demon king, his blood and qi are strong enough. With five blood soul immortal seeds in his body, he is only slightly weak after such a long time.

"Righteousness? How can the six regions of the Far East still belong to the Righteousness? Whether it is good or evil, it is up to me."

Chen An smiled contemptuously, took out a few fresh Golden Crow grasses that he had just cultivated recently, and immediately activated the Soul-Snatching Technique, pouring a large ball of grass essence into the blood crocodile's mouth.

"what!"

The blood crocodile's eyes were red, and he bared his teeth and cursed: "Let me go quickly, or you will be in trouble in the future."

Perhaps the Blood Soul Immortal in his body became excited, and his body kept spasming, but his limbs could not move at all. He could only stare blankly and endure the pain.

"Now that you've come to Kuxiu Mountain, don't even think about going back."

Chen An took a look and walked outside indifferently.

"I advise you to let me go back as soon as possible. If I don't return soon, the monsters in Beizhou will not ignore me."

Hearing the roar behind him, Chen An stopped and frowned, but only for a moment, then walked out without looking back.

It wouldn't be a bad thing to have a few more demon kings coming. He is currently lacking blood and fat.

In a blink of an eye, three years passed.

After Jinwu left, Chen An resumed his usual practice rhythm.

The Nine Revolutions of Samsara, the Demonic Ape Body Training and the Soul Refining Technique are practiced together to improve one's spirit, energy and soul.

After refining the remaining few immortal tree fruits, Chen An's cultivation naturally broke through the second level of Nascent Soul!
The one-inch-tall little man in the Dantian sat cross-legged in the center. His body had grown to two inches taller, and the mana contained in it had also become stronger. At the same time, he was tempered by the Five Thunder Curses every day, and with the blessing of the Dragon Blood Pill harvested from the Dragon Blood Ginseng, his body became stronger day by day.

His physical cultivation had also advanced to the middle third stage, reaching the level where he could barely withstand ordinary magic weapons.

Now, even without using magic power, he can defeat ordinary Jindan cultivators just by relying on the strength of his physical body.

Chen An restrained his breath and looked at the black-haired beast that was sleeping soundly in the corner of the cave.

After swallowing four dead Golden Crow eggs and reaching the second level of perfection, this beast has been sleeping in the cave for more than two years and has not woken up yet.

It is now in the process of breaking through to the third level. It has had plenty of high-grade spiritual medicines in the past, so its foundation is solid, so Chen An is relieved.

It is worth mentioning that last year, Chen Shuang and Chen Long succeeded in forming the Golden Core one after another. The Chen family had two more Golden Core cultivators, and the entire Chen family was filled with jubilation.

Perhaps because he was surpassed by several younger generations, Chen Qing no longer cared about the affairs of his clan and focused on practicing in Yunwu Mountain.

Now the concentration of spiritual energy in Beishan has risen again. With the help of the fourth-level spiritual land, Chen Qing's cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.

However, he did not know about the immortal tree and thought it was Chen An's trick. He had already gotten used to it. If he maintained this momentum, maybe in a few years he would be able to form a pill and become a real person with a lifespan of 500 years.

Chen An got up and went to the spiritual field to check on Yu Linglong's condition.

In a corner of the spiritual field, Chen Shuang, who had already broken through to the Jindan stage, was still practicing hard here. Thanks to the efforts of the two, the age of Yu Linglong had reached more than two hundred years.

There is still a long way to go before the Millennium Jade Linglong can give birth to Linglong essence.

However, after Chen Shuang formed the Dan, the circulation of Yin and Yang energy between him and several Yu Linglong plants became stronger, so the growth rate was much faster. It was only a matter of time before it grew into a thousand-year-old elixir.

The other fourth-level spiritual plants in the field were planted later and are still a little far from maturity.

There are now many unfamiliar spiritual plants among the third-level spiritual plants, all of which were collected in the past few years through the Black Wind Market and the Yin Demon Sect’s market.

This brings us to the trade between the two sides.

Ever since Chen Fengshuo personally came to the Black Wind Market and discussed the matter with Chen Qing, he immediately took action. Soon, the Yinmo Sect also built a magic cultivation market named Yinmo City.

After several years of fermentation, it attracted many demon cultivators, and even a small number of Jindan cultivators occasionally appeared.

The two sides were transported by members of the Chen family and disciples of the Yinmo Sect, who not only made a lot of money, but also obtained many of Chen An's spirit seeds from the two markets.

“If a teleportation array is built in the future, it will probably become even more prosperous.”

Chen An withdrew his thoughts, focused his gaze on the third-level spiritual field, and came to the resurrection grass.

Here, in addition to the Golden Crow Grass and Dragon Blood Ginseng, what concerned him the most was the Resurrection Grass. After all, it was a spiritual plant that could save lives. It would be better to prepare a few of them to be prepared.

After taking a few looks, Chen An held up a black iron kettle.

This pot is called the Death Air Pot. As the name suggests, it is specially used to collect the dead air from corpses.

This item is rare in the righteous way, and it was collected from the evil way through the channels of Yinmo City.

Chen An tilted the pot, and thick black death energy slowly poured out from the mouth of the pot, swirling around, as if pulled by an unknown force, and swarming towards the resurrection grass in front of them like birds and beasts returning to their nests.

The pitch-black Resurrection Grass flashed its spiritual energy excitedly, like a whale swallowing water, absorbing all the dead energy in one gulp.

Chen An was carefully cultivating the Resurrection Grass when he heard a voice from outside: "Elder, I'm back!"

This is Chen Long's voice.

Hearing the voice, Chen An stepped out of the spiritual field.

When Chen Long saw him coming out, he stepped forward and offered a black pot in his hand: "Elder, I am back from collecting death energy."

"Why is there so little dead air this time?"

Chen An frowned, took the pot of death energy and put it away.

Recently, the task of collecting dead air has been in the charge of Chen Long.

In the six regions of the Far East, each region has one or two mortal dynasties under it, which are protected by the sect.

In addition, the Chen family has grown into a large population, so it is not too easy to collect the death energy.

"There is something I must tell you."

Chen Long said with a stern look: "When I was collecting death energy in the Mortal Dynasty, I encountered a third-level ghost cultivator. He secretly hunted mortals and devoured their souls, even the residual souls of the dead. As a result, there was much less death energy this time."

"I saw that he was cholera-stricken, so I took action, but this ghost cultivator used strange methods and finally ran away."

Chen Long looked quite ashamed.

"It's not your fault."

Chen An smiled and said, "It's not easy for you to remain undefeated after just forming your elixir. Don't take it to heart. I'll ask Chen Kebao to go take a look some other day."

Chen Long practiced a wood-attributed technique. Although it had a long-lasting aura and was beneficial to longevity, it was slightly inferior in fighting. If it were replaced by Chen Kebao who practiced a thunder-attributed technique, the ghost cultivator might have been reduced to ashes.

"Uncle San, you're back. Come and practice with me again!"

Chen Zhan looked excited, he stepped into Beishan like a dragon and a tiger, and pulled Chen Long to start fighting.

"You have no respect for your elder brother. Go find your elder brother." Chen Long said unhappily.

Recently, the black-haired beast has broken out of its slumber. Without it guarding the North Mountain, Chen Zhan can enter and exit without any hindrance and is quite free.

"I won't go under his Five Thunder Curse!" Chen Zhan curled his lips and said with lingering fear.

"How not to go."

Chen An raised his eyebrows and said, "Lightning has the effect of tempering the body. If you are looking for a sparring partner in the future, look for Chen Kebao."

After hearing this, Chen Zhan suddenly became depressed: "He can't control his strength well, and he always uses too much force."

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you still want to break through to the third level?"

"I want to, but he is not as good at controlling things as you are. I will go, I will go!"

When Chen Zhan met Chen An's cold eyes, he instantly became timid and turned around and ran towards the direction of the fourth-level spiritual land.

Thanks to the upgrade of the fairy tree, Beishan has become a fifth-level spiritual land. Under Chen An's manipulation, the spiritual energy density of the four spiritual lands has been upgraded to the fourth level, and the previous third-level spiritual land has also been upgraded to the fourth level.

After sending the two away, Chen An came to the Blood Crocodile.

Earlier, he had taken out three of the Blood Soul Immortal plants and concentrated on cultivating the other two. After several years of cultivation, the age of one of them had reached three hundred years.

Seeing the blood crocodile's horrified look, Chen An gave him a big gulp of glass wine.

After swallowing the blood crocodile, it did not look happy like it did last time at the banquet. Instead, it felt extremely painful and had spasms all over its body.

But in just a moment, two blood soul fairies with red bodies crawled out of his mouth one after another. One of them was much thinner and emitted a richer blood aura.

Chen An chuckled, waved his sleeves, and cast a Five Thunder Curse that knocked the Blood Crocodile unconscious. He then harvested the Blood Soul Fairy which was of a slightly younger age.

[Harvest a 300-year-old Blood Soul Immortal and obtain the spiritual treasure Thousand Bones and Ten Thousand Souls Monument]

(End of this chapter)