Not long after, Zhang Yao finished taking care of the Lingtian, leaned on the reclining chair, and consulted several high-level spells recorded in "Thick Soil Jue".

Different from foreign objects such as panacea, magical tools, and talismans, spells in the world are only divided into low-level and high-level spells. The difference does not lie in power, but in the attribute of mana.

Low-level spells are not limited to the mana attribute, but the mana of the same attribute has a bonus; while high-level spells must have the mana of the corresponding attribute, and even the matching skills can be cultivated.

Take the "Thick Soil Jue" in his hand as an example:

Among the five high-level spells that accompany the exercise, four of them require the mana of the late-stage Qi refining of the earth attribute, and the strongest one, the "Earth Soul Art", cannot be practiced by anyone who is not a practitioner of the "Thick Soil Jue".

"Although low-level and high-level spells are not divided by power."

"However, the conditions for casting high-level spells are more stringent, and the effects are generally stronger than low-level spells..."

Thinking of this in Zhang Yao's heart, he couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

His magic power is five times stronger than that of immortal cultivators of the same level. Even if he is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, the total amount of magic power is comparable to the perfection of Qi Refining.

Although there is not a small difference in the level of "quality", but overall, the late-stage monks who are comparable to the seven or eight levels of Qi Refining have already met the basic training conditions for high-level spells.

"The nature of my mana is the attribute of the five elements, and there is a large formation of the five elements, which is more inclined to the power of the neutral and peaceful formation."

"I can practice any high-level spells attached to the exercises as long as they are still in the five elements. This is a huge advantage."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao became more and more looking forward to the future.

If he can find an opportunity to collect more than a dozen books of exercises with different attributes, then he can at least practice dozens of high-level spells.

Once the cultivation is completed, his spells will be far more extensive than normal monks. He can use targeted spells under any circumstances, and his combat effectiveness and safety will be greatly improved.

"Hmm... let's practice the 'Mountain Piercing and Earth Escape Technique' first."

Zhang Yao quickly made a decision, and began to familiarize himself with and deduce the method of the mountain-piercing and earth-escaping technique.

Although he has learned these high-level spells, he has never had the opportunity to actually practice them due to his cultivation, and he is not proficient in using them.

Now that you have the opportunity, of course you have to practice to perfection first.

…………

After more than a month.

An old man and a young man boarded the deserted Panlong Ridge together.

"Um……"

The gray-haired old man, holding a compass in his hand, is observing the direction:

"The location is right, it should be here."

"According to the records of the patriarch's classics, there is a spiritual spring in the depths of Panlong Ridge, which is enough for our master and apprentice to practice."

Hearing the old man's words, the young man on the side spoke indignantly:

"The Yuwen family is too domineering!"

"If it wasn't for their oppression, we would still be cultivating in Kongqingchuan without any problems. Why come to such a place?"

"Why……"

The old man sighed and said helplessly:

"The situation is stronger than people, what can we do?"

"I heard that the world of cultivating immortals in Weiguo has not been peaceful these years. We, master and apprentice, have low levels of cultivation. If we go there, we will be in danger."

"If you stay in the country of Lu, you will still have a safe place to practice."

While chatting, an old man and a young man set off to the depths of Panlong Ridge, and soon saw the ruins of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

"The ruins on such a large scale... should be the Zhennan Prince's Mansion back then."

The old man observed the dilapidated palace and said in admiration:

"More than a hundred years ago, a strange rebellion broke out in the Zhennan Palace, and then the nine clans were exterminated."

"Looking at it now, most of the descendants of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion back then were the descendants of a certain immortal senior, and it was this catastrophe."

As he spoke, he felt the aura nearby, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, better than I expected."

"Although it's not as good as Tiandu Mountain and Kong Qingchuan, it should be enough for you to cultivate to the middle stage of Qi refining."

The young man next to the old man suddenly noticed something, stretched out his finger and said:

"Master, look, there seems to be a formation ahead."

"Formation?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the deepest part of the ruins of the palace, and saw a large swath of white mist drifting.

The white mist covered many places. It seemed that there was only a thin layer, but it completely covered the inside, making the scene inside the white mist vague and unreal.

"It really has a formation!"

The old man's complexion changed slightly, and his tone was worried:

"It seems that here, some comrades have already occupied it first."

"This is troublesome. If there are more than one person on the other side, I'm afraid this trip will be in vain..."

This spiritual spring is not big, at most it can supply two or three immortal cultivators in the early stage of Qi refining.

If there is only one person on the other side, maybe they can discuss it, but if there are two or three people, then they can only find another place.

Just for this spiritual spring, he is not willing to have any conflicts with other comrades.

"Master, let's go and have a look, maybe we can meet a talkative senior by chance?"

The boy couldn't help but said:

"Besides the three major spiritual veins, suitable places for practice in Lu Kingdom are rare."

"If we miss this spiritual spring in the depths of Panlong Ridge, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to find another one..."

The old man hesitated, nodded and said:

"That's what you said, let's try to get in touch first..."

In the land of Lingquan.

"Um?"

Zhang Yao, who was comprehending high-level spells, suddenly changed his expression slightly, realizing something.

"Is there a cultivator coming? It's really strange..."

He didn't expect that he would bump into other immortal cultivators while staying at the spiritual spring on Panlong Ridge.

Shouldn't the Qi-refining monks of the Lu Kingdom be in the three major spiritual veins?

Zhang Yao stood up, came outside the formation, swept away the white mist with a flick of his sleeves, and said loudly:

"Which comrade is visiting?"

The white mist dissipated, revealing the figures of an old man and a young man.

The old man looked at Zhang Yao, took a look, took the initiative to salute, and said:

"Both my master and my apprentice are taking the liberty to bother me, so I hope fellow Taoists don't blame me."

"No problem."

Zhang Yao saw that he was polite, and his attitude became kinder, and he motioned:

"Two fellow daoists, why not come in and talk."

"Those thank you fellow daoists."

The old man was very polite and led the young man into the land of Lingquan.

The three of them sat down in the small courtyard, and Zhang Yao took a spoonful of spiritual spring water and made a pot of spiritual tea for them.

"It's really good tea..."

The old man took a sip, and immediately he was full of praise. The eyes of the young man on the side were even brighter, and he couldn't help but drink it up in two or three.

Zhang Yao's spiritual teas are all bought from Qingyunfang City, and the effect is naturally far better than that of Lu's varieties.

"Fellow Daoist is absurd."

Zhang Yao smiled slightly, and after a few more pleasantries, he asked:

"The two fellow Taoists have come from afar, and I don't know why?"

"Why……"

Hearing this, the old man immediately sighed and said:

"Fellow Daoist should know about the Yuwen family on Wuyin Island, right?"

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