Starting from iron smelting

Chapter 9 The World of Immortal Cultivation

After this meal, when the food and the core were all gone and the cups and plates were in a mess, they lay down together in the room, not noticing that daybreak had already arrived in the east.

When Lu Xiuyuan opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day. The sun was high in the sky, and the strong sunlight shone into the cabin. The Tyndall effect made the cabin look particularly stylish. Lu Xiuyuan was really too tired. He had fought with the deer for a whole day, and had to carry the meat back by himself. He felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

"I really don't know how the old man has managed to survive all these years by himself. If he could drive or ride a small car, it would be better than walking." Lu Xiuyuan thought, "Forget about the car. There is not even a single person in this place. It looks like it has never been developed. If only I had a 7.62 when I go hunting, or a 5.56 would be fine, so I wouldn't have to waste so much time."

After thinking about all this, Lu Xiuyuan stood up from the ground, stretched, and found that his grandfather was still snoring on the bed. Lu Xiuyuan did not choose to wake up the old hunter, but tiptoed out and processed the meat he brought back outside the house.

Part of the venison is roasted over the fire into jerky or strips, another part is hung up and smoked, and the remaining part is rubbed with salt and hung up to dry. Salt is also very expensive here, so you can't use too much easily.

After finishing these tasks, Lu Xiuyuan sat next to the campfire, tilting his head while adding firewood, thinking to himself: "Grandpa's fracture this time should not be an accident, but a physical problem. Although he is quite strong, he has actually suffered from osteoporosis. He just needs to take some calcium tablets. There are not many calcium tablets in this wilderness."

Then he thought, "It's okay, drinking some stone noodles will do the same." So he got up and went outside the house to find some limestone, washed it with water, wiped it dry, threw it into the stone mortar, and started to smash it. The sound of smashing the stone instantly woke up the old hunter: "Who, what are you doing?"

Lu Xiuyuan smiled and said, "I'm smashing rocks. Just ignore me and you'll know in a while." Lu Xiuyuan put the smashed rock powder in a bottle, poured out a little, put it in a bowl, added water and stirred it, and brought it to the old hunter, saying to him, "Drink it, this is the medicine I made for you, it works."

The old hunter was so confused that he asked, "What kind of medicine is this? I've never seen it before."

Lu Xiuyuan said: "Just drink it, it's okay."

At this time, the old hunter no longer hesitated, picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp, saying: "What is this? Why does it taste like stone noodles?" Lu Xiuyuan smiled and said: "It is stone noodles, you have a really good mouth."

The old hunter said, "Why would I drink stone face if I have nothing to do? Where did you get this prescription?"

Lu Xiuyuan said, "It's just common sense. You are very old and have osteoporosis, so you need to supplement calcium. Just take some calcium carbonate. But be careful not to take too much. It will easily cause kidney stones. Just take a small fingernail a day."

The old hunter frowned and said, "Where did you get this recipe? What's this about osteoporosis? I don't know. What are you talking about? Say something I can understand."

Lu Xiuyuan thought for a moment and said, "Bones belong to the metal element. You lack earth in your destiny, and earth produces metal. So eating stone noodles can replenish earth and produce metal, making your bones harder."

The old hunter's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Are you a cultivator? How did you know that I lack the earth element in the five elements?"

"What, what, what, what immortal cultivator, what is this, I don't know?" Lu Xiuyuan was confused. He thought he just traveled to another world. The other world was just older than the real society, so how could there be some immortal cultivator?

Lu Xiuyuan then asked, "Grandpa, are you hiding something from me?"

The old hunter said, "It's nothing. If you ask me, I'll tell you. First, let me tell you a secret. The trap you stepped on was actually set by me."

"What, you old man, it was you who set that trap? Just set it if you wanted to. You disguised it so well. It almost caught me to death. Why did you set such a big trap? Did you want to eat a bear? You could have set a small one to catch a rabbit or something, which would be enough for you to eat. I'm really convinced." After Lu Xiuyuan finished speaking, he held his head with both hands, completely speechless.

The old hunter said, "Haha, I know you'll be angry, so I haven't said anything. But seeing how you've taken care of me these past few days, I've treated you as my own. Even if I don't tell you something, you'll know it sooner or later. In fact, this world is a world of immortals. Everyone can cultivate immortals from birth, but cultivating immortals depends on spiritual roots, luck, constitution, family, sect, and bloodline. Most people don't even have spiritual roots, let alone these other things."

At this point the old hunter sighed and continued, "Actually, I also know that you are not from here. I'm just not sure. I'm afraid that you are a runaway disciple from some immortal master or some big sect who has come here to avoid the world. That's why I haven't told you this. I'm also afraid that I will innocently bring misfortune upon myself."

Lu Xiuyuan listened carefully to every word, listening to the fresh and strange names popping into his ears one by one, and strange characters appeared in his mind. Immortal cultivation? Spiritual roots? Bloodline? Luck? What are these? Is it really the literal meaning of immortal cultivation that I heard? It was really incredible. Lu Xiuyuan's pupils dilated, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands tightly grasped his pants without loosening.

The old hunter continued, "I know you find it hard to understand what I'm saying, but that's normal. I also found it hard to understand what I knew at the time. In this world, the order is established by immortal cultivators. All the major towns are controlled by famous families and immortal cultivators. I told you not to go to Beishan because it's occupied by a sect. If you go in by accident, you won't be able to get out."

Hearing this, Lu Xiuyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately I listened to the advice and ate a full meal. I thought something was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be so serious." While thinking, Lu Xiuyuan swallowed nervously and continued to listen to the old hunter.

The old hunter said, "In fact, I am also a cultivator, but don't be afraid, I am a casual cultivator. A casual cultivator means a cultivator without any sect, family, or power. However, I was born with poor spiritual roots. You know that I lack earth in the five elements, and my other spiritual roots are also useless, so I am still like this at my age."

After listening to the old hunter's description, Lu Xiuyuan asked thoughtfully: "You are a casual cultivator. You are so old, what level are you at? You should be very powerful, right?"

After hearing this, the old hunter laughed bitterly and said, "It's completely the opposite of what you think. If I were strong, would I still break my leg by myself? Do I still need your care? I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I'm over 2 years old this year, and I haven't even reached the second level of Qi Refining Stage."

Lu Xiuyuan's jaw dropped instantly. It turned out that the old man in front of him was over eighty years old, but his face was ruddy and he looked energetic. He didn't look like an eighty-year-old at all. He even had black hair on his head. You know, young people nowadays start to lose their hair when they stay up late to write papers, and they will have white hair after two years of work after graduation. The old man in front of him was so old and he didn't even realize it. Is this the benefit of cultivating immortals?