Cultivating with Symbiosis Panel-Chapter 606 - 345: Primeval Squirrel, Immortal in the Altar (Part 2)
They choose a jar they fancy to live in, using their special spiritual power to transform the jar into a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land exclusively for them.
And if someone happens to use that jar, they won’t be upset; rather, they believe it’s fate and will help the person with their tasks.
If used for flower arranging, the flowers will flourish year-round; if used to pickle vegetables, the Immortal Family will help pickle them, infusing them with a bit of their immortal aura.
The taste and texture will be excellent, and it will also benefit the body."
Li Xun continued, "Our sect actually intends to cultivate some of these Immortal Families, but even with dozens of Nascent Souls and hundreds of Golden Cores studying together, we’ve always failed to cultivate them.
It seems the mysteries of heaven and earth are indeed unfathomable."
"I see, thank you Master and Uncle for your guidance." Zhao He nodded in understanding and tasted the radish strips, indeed finding the taste superb.
Accompanied by the thick porridge, it felt extremely fulfilling, far more comforting than a lavish feast.
Once the meal was finished.
Zhao He was about to suggest calling his nephew over for a chat when Li Ye pointed at the kitchen and formed his fingers into a sword, making a gentle motion.
The spiritual power of the Celestial Being instantly fell on the pickling jar with blue floral patterns sitting in the corner.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
The pickling jar suddenly trembled once.
Immediately, countless white clouds flowed out from inside, continuously expanding outward, enveloping the entire porridge tent and the surrounding area.
Zhao Howang, who was making porridge, paused slightly, and his squirrel on the shoulder also paused. It was about to run away but decided to stay put, watching the surroundings without moving.
Neither human nor squirrel panicked.
After all, they had just witnessed a massive transformation in Celestial River City, coupled with the renowned Four Seasons Sect deeply rooted in people’s hearts.
Even if there was a slight anomaly, staying put and waiting should soon restore things to normal.
The clouds dispersed.
The familiar scenery outside Zhao’s mansion instantly transformed into a picturesque landscape—distant, continuous green mountains with a celestial family villa built by the lakeside at the mountain’s foot.
Outside the villa, numerous chickens with white feathers tinged with scarlet pecked leisurely at the leaves and insects on the ground, occasionally letting out loud cries.
Resembling phoenix calls.
"What place is this?" Zhao Howang was truly confused now, holding a pot spoon in a daze looking at the distance.
However, the squirrel on his shoulder perked its ears.
It keenly glanced at Li Ye and his group, who pretended to be dragged into this place but had actually approached with a premeditated plan.
Its small eyes showed great confusion.
Its nose twitched slightly.
It seemed to sense something.
It jumped, crossing space like a ghost, appearing on Li Ye’s shoulder.
Simultaneously, the squirrel’s chef outfit transformed into a snug Taoist robe, with a hole for its tail to probe through.
Then it reached out a paw, grabbed a strand of Li Ye’s hair, and started chewing on it, making a crisp "crunch crunch" sound.
——Although Li Ye’s body is an incarnation of a lotus, it is no different from a normal body; it can sense the surrounding temperature and spiritual power changes, even savor delicacies, but ultimately, it is still a lotus.
Of course, it can be eaten.
Moreover, the taste seems quite good—the squirrel eats with satisfaction, continuing to gnaw.
"..."
"You little rascal."
Li Ye was laboring to find a way to prevent it from resisting, but unexpectedly, the creature jumped right over.
He attempted to reach out his hand.
Easily grabbing its fluffy purple glowing big tail, soft and fuzzy, he gave it a squeeze, finding it quite pleasant.
The squirrel paused its movements briefly, glanced at him, and continued chewing on his hair like eating lotus jelly.
Li Ye’s unusual actions finally drew the attention of Li Xun and Zhao He—upon grasping the squirrel’s tail, it became visible to others.
"What kind of Spirit Beast is this?"
"How can it hide from my perception?"
Zhao He and Li Xun were both surprised, but at different points—Zhao He guessed the Spirit Beast might be related to his nephew, while Li Xun truly felt astonished.
He could almost sense all beings as the Fruitful Divine Body, yet failed to detect it, truly puzzling.
Even Zhao Howang, not the smartest, should see that these people are extraordinary, especially one resembling his uncle...
His heart stirred, and he intended to step forward to greet.
At this moment.
A voice suddenly resonated from within the villa:
"Immortal."
"If you’ve arrived, just let me know; why need to stimulate my powers?"
Following this.
A white-haired elder, holding a bamboo staff and a pickling jar, leisurely strode out, giving Li Ye a slight bow:
"Welcome Immortal to my altar."
Li Ye gazed at him.
[Name]: Immortal in the Altar, Zhao Tan
[Mood]: Restless
[State]: A special Immortal Family born within the Mountain and River Realm, its essence is a trace of Pure Spirit Qi roaming among the mundane, transformed into Immortal in the Altar.
The jar it inhabits possesses a very special Space Tao Pattern, akin to the special structure of a Small Thousand World, with nearly infinite potential.
[Can Bind]: Any special jar-like Spiritual Object with spirituality but lacking spirituality.
"..."
What self-contradiction.
Having spirituality, lacking spirituality.
Li Ye reflected briefly, realizing he had no clue, thus decided not to ponder further.
He cupped his fists to the elder: "Originally, I intended to use Immortal Zhao’s powers to lure this child, but didn’t expect it to be so simple-minded.
Indeed I was in the wrong; if there’s anything I can assist with, Immortal Zhao, feel free to mention, I won’t hesitate to oblige!"
Honestly, he was indeed at fault.
Moreover, he was quite curious about Immortal Zhao’s abilities.
"Oh, actually, there is something!" The elder chuckled, stepping aside, seemingly glancing at Zhao Howang with some helplessness:
"My jar was turned into a pickling jar, leaving me no choice but to help this child pickle; I’m coincidentally planting some things.
You’re a True Man of the Four Seasons Sect, why not help me see why these two things can’t coexist harmoniously?"
He then entered the villa.
Li Ye naturally took the lead and followed inside.
As he passed Zhao Howang, he patted his shoulder: "Why stay stunned, follow along, the porridge is delicious, pickled radish is tasty too.
Well done."
Zhao Howang froze.
Feeling an incredible surge of disbelief.
Until his uncle patted his shoulder as well, bringing him back to reality, asking excitedly: "Who was that..."
"Hmm." Zhao He nodded: "Follow closely, soon you’ll have your own fortune."
This left Zhao Howang more excited, hurriedly following his uncle, entering the villa together.
Then he was surprised to see two fields in the villa.
One was planted with gigantic, two-person tall, plump white radishes; the other with white, tender ginseng dolls lazily lounging on the ground, waving their arms and legs.
These two lands were enveloped in an indescribable spiritual aura, seemingly split into two sides of Yin and Yang, mutually repelling yet harmoniously coexisting.
Li Ye stood with the Pottery Immortal before the fields.
The latter remarked: "The forces of radish and ginseng are quite alike, yet repel one another. I accidentally obtained the seeds of these crops and tried planting them in the villa.
Then it went out of control.
Their circulating Yin Yang Qi transformation, I have no idea how to handle."
