Chapter 36

Amu and Lishui returned to the small courtyard at the back of Tongtian Peak. Amu placed the cypress wood he had cut in the courtyard.

After returning from Wuming Peak, Lishui felt that Amu was somewhat different. However, he thought Amu was just tired from fighting the half-immortal tiger, so he left early to let Amu rest well.

After Lishui left, Amu returned to his room, frowning as he pondered who the black-clothed old man was, but he had no clue. He then took out the black jade token and examined it for a long time, but it was ordinary, with no trace of any immortal aura.

"Alas!" With no results, Amu stopped thinking and put away the jade token.

For some reason, ever since he saw the black-clothed old man, Amu's head felt heavy. After thinking for a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Amu saw Wang Jue, Yu'er, and even the villagers of Liu Town! Everything in the dream was peaceful, just like yesterday.

It wasn't until Lishui came to deliver dinner that Amu woke up, having slept for over an hour.

Afternoon naps were a first for Amu, who had the immortal bone and was about to cultivate his spirit root.

The next day, Amu went to the Tianzi Cave at Luoyun Cliff as usual to practice.

Remembering the black-clothed old man's words, Amu carefully examined the four walls of the Tianzi Cave after entering.

However, no matter how he looked, there was nothing unusual in the cave except for the smooth, mirror-like stone walls and the pearl on the ceiling that emitted a faint glow.

With no results from his observation, Amu had to sit on the stone platform and begin his cultivation.

He embraced the origin and guarded the one, guiding the qi into the sea, gradually solidifying his spirit root.

Amu's spirit root in his dantian was already about 70-80% solidified, and the black, ginseng-like immortal root looked quite mysterious.

If it were really a black water-type immortal root, it would be quite good, as the Northern Cold Sect's immortal techniques were most suitable for water-type immortal roots. However, Amu always felt that the blackness of his immortal root was somewhat different. According to the Root Cultivation Technique, a water-type immortal root should be black and shiny, but his blackness was always dark and dull, and he vaguely felt that there was a hint of blood red in the blackness, but when he looked closely, it seemed to be gone.

"Can't see through? Can't see through?" Amu suddenly remembered the black-clothed old man's words.

"What exactly can't be seen through by such keen eyes?" Amu asked himself.

The magic coffin and black vine inside his body were Amu's biggest secrets. Could it be that the black-clothed old man saw these two things?

But Amu shook his head, feeling it was unlikely. The magic coffin and black vine were gifts from Wang Jue, and would not be easily discovered by others. Even the ancestors in the Northern Cold Sect's Ancestor Hall did not detect the magic coffin and black vine inside his body.

"However, your immortal root is somewhat peculiar? Can't see through, can't see through!" Amu recalled the black-clothed old man's complete words and his hesitant expression, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Could it be that his immortal root was different? The black color should be a water-type immortal root? Could it be that his black spirit root was not of a certain grade, or perhaps even more outstanding?

Thinking about this, Amu's brows furrowed, but in the end, he decided to ignore it for now.

At Amu's cultivation speed, he would certainly complete the grading of his immortal root within a month. He would cultivate his spirit root first, and everything would become clear then.

With his mind made up, Amu stopped thinking and focused on his cultivation.

The cultivation went smoothly that day, and Amu no longer felt a pair of eyes watching him from behind.

"It seems I was a bit too worried yesterday!" Amu smiled bitterly and temporarily put the black-clothed old man's words aside.

After cultivating for over four hours, Amu felt it was enough and left the cave. To his surprise, Tieyun was waiting at the foot of Luoyun Cliff.

"Senior Brother Tieyun!" Amu descended on the Tianxuan flying disc and greeted Tieyun.

"Junior Brother Amu, I came to see you since I had nothing to do!" Tieyun smiled and carefully examined Amu, "Your aura is full of spirit energy. I think you must be in the stage of solidifying your spirit root!"

Amu nodded and smiled, "Thanks to Senior Brother Tieyun's good fortune, I will succeed in solidifying my spirit root in a few days!"

"Ah!" Tieyun was slightly surprised, "Then you will certainly complete the grading and achieve a great spirit root within a month!"

Amu did not mention his pale black spirit root, as he always felt that the pale black immortal root in his dantian was somehow related to the magic coffin, so he didn't want to say more and just nodded with a smile.

"Congratulations, Amu! This is truly the fastest speed in the history of our Northern Cold Sect!" As he spoke, three people flew out of the initial cultivation cave at Luoyun Cliff.

They were Feng Tian from Luocheng Peak, He Shaoqing from Wangnan Peak, and Han Yucheng from Qianyun Cave, all of whom were quite familiar with Amu. The three were very close, so they often accompanied each other. The one speaking was Feng Tian from Luocheng Peak.

"Senior Uncle Tieyun!" Although these three were the best among the initial cultivators of the Northern Cold Sect, they did not dare to call Tieyun "Senior Brother" like Amu.

Tieyun smiled and nodded, then said, "You three, don't forget the event in a few days!"

"Senior Uncle Tieyun, rest assured, we won't forget!" The three said in unison, and they all glanced at Amu. Amu didn't know what it was about and didn't ask.

Feng Tian looked at Amu and smiled, "Junior Brother Amu, when your spirit root is complete, you must invite us brothers to your small courtyard at the back of the mountain to celebrate until we are drunk!"

He Shaoqing and Han Yucheng also said, "That's right, it must be celebrated!"

Amu also smiled, "Rest assured, I will! I hope Senior Brother Feng brings plenty of good wine!"

Feng Tian smiled, "All good! Senior Uncle Tieyun, Junior Brother Amu, we have something to do, so we'll take our leave!" After saying this, the three flew away.

Tieyun looked at their backs and smiled, "They are all the elites of our sect. If I remember correctly, these three all achieved a fifth-grade spirit root in less than two years, but compared to you, there is a world of difference!"

"Senior Brother Tieyun is too kind!" Amu smiled, then changed the subject, "By the way! Senior Brother Tieyun, do you know if there are any reclusive senior cultivators on the northern peaks of our Northern Cold Sect?"

"The northern peaks?" Tieyun was taken aback, "They are almost desolate. How could there be any senior cultivators? As far as I know, not only are there no cultivators on the northern peaks, but there are none in the caves of the other peaks. The reclusive senior cultivators of our sect are all on the main peak, Tongtian Peak, and there are only a few of them! And the northern peak is uninhabited."

"Oh!" Amu nodded, realizing that the black-clothed old man was not from the Northern Cold Sect.

"Why do you ask, Amu?" Tieyun said.

Amu naturally wouldn't mention the black-clothed old man, but he had already prepared a response.

He recounted the events of going down the mountain with Lishui, Li Ruo's grandfather being critically ill, finding wood for the coffin, and encountering the half-immortal tiger, but changed the ending to the half-immortal tiger escaping.

Finally, Amu said, "I saw that the northern main peak is a spiritual and beautiful place. It's a pity that it is not cultivated by Northern Cold disciples and is occupied by spiritual beasts, so I asked."

Tieyun nodded and sighed, "All the peaks of our Northern Cold Sect are treasures, and the northern peaks are indeed spiritual and beautiful places. However, they are now desolate due to the ancestral prohibitions and the absence of the northern peak."

Amu lightly changed the topic.

Amu then said, "Senior Brother Tieyun, I hope you can approve Lishui and me to go down the mountain in a few days to deliver the coffin!"

Amu had already informed Tieyun of everything, and the last time they went down the mountain, everything was fine.

Tieyun nodded, "Lishui has been in the Northern Cold Sect for over ten years. Even if he hasn't made great contributions, he has worked hard. Since you are determined to help him, I won't stop you! Just be careful!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Tieyun!" Amu smiled.

"Don't be so formal! Amu, I have something to do. I'll wait for you to complete your spirit root in the coming days!" Tieyun smiled and took his leave.

Amu also returned to the back of the mountain.

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