After walking in a circle between the human world and the underworld, Zixuan was inspired by the fact that after the death of mortals in the human world, he was able to become a soul cultivator. At that time, she was only thinking about what a powerful force it would be if mortals could cultivate after death.

However, the Dao Venerable of the Underworld told her that only some mortals could cultivate after death, and the probability was similar to that of mortals in the Immortal Realm who had spiritual roots or wisdom roots.

After this, she rarely remembered it, and there was nothing special about this memory, just like all the memories of the past, she left it there, and she would not forget it or deliberately remember it. It wasn't until she came to understand the general purpose of the gods that it came back to her heart and gave her new inspiration.

If only a very large number of mortals could cultivate...... The thought lingered in her mind. She knew that this matter was not easy, and the difficulty was not how to make mortals have spiritual roots, but so that they could unite with the Five Elements Family.

In a way, her ideas are selfish and not purely helpful to mortals. But from the perspective of the general trend and the long term, her idea is more beneficial than disadvantageous, after all, if the ten thousand worlds are always turned over and over at the hands of the gods, the fate of mortals will only be more turbulent.

She didn't trust the large clans of the six spirit realms, she only trusted the Five Elements Family, which was a union of immortals and eternity. Clans have life and death, friendship and disputes, only the Five Elements Family, no matter how the world changes, can always maintain a single heart to the outside world.

Coupled with the intertwined connections, the Five Elements Family has no possibility of hatred. Therefore, she is only willing to help the mortals of these families become monks, because only in this way can she achieve the goal of working together to improve the overall strength, instead of watching these mortals do whatever they want after becoming monks.

The traction of the bloodline can ensure a person's loyalty to a large extent, and the other part also needs the teaching of the family elders and the love of the clansmen's relatives to influence.

As long as the selection is done properly, the Shen Clan, the Ji Family, and the Youxin Clan will have many more Yuan Ying Zhenren within one or two hundred years, and within two thousand years, these people will become the True Monarch of the Gods. Once the backbone starts to become stronger, where will it be far from the high level?

Of course, the deity may not stand idly by. But Zi Changge once said that he didn't pay attention to this side of time and space all the time, and Zi Xuan also felt that he didn't have so much time to just stare at her.

As long as you are careful enough and slow enough to look like an alchemist's rhapsodic experiment on the outside, then it is possible to avoid attracting His attention.

Zixuan stood on the spiritual land, and his divine sense divided countless thin lines to remove impurities from each blade of grass and assist them in their growth.

She was very calm in her heart, she was not overjoyed or excited by this thought, and only rationally thought about the pill and where she would proceed after the pill was successfully refined, so as not to touch the point that attracted the attention of the gods.

Past events show that whenever something particular happened at a certain time, the gods would glance at that moment to pay attention to the changes in the state of affairs. And when nothing attracts Him, His eyes don't fall here.

Zi Xuan narrowed her eyes slightly, and secretly said that it would be good if there was a space that was absolutely safe and not being paid attention to by the gods. She couldn't help but shake her head and smile when she thought of this, the entire fairy world was under the control of others, where could such a place exist?

"Wait! The entire immortal world doesn't exist, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist elsewhere!" Zixuan suddenly opened his mind, and his heart was extremely clear. "The human world and the underworld have never been looked at by Him, the days there are uneventful, from birth to death, to entering a higher realm, there is not much turbulence, obviously the overall strength is not enough for Him to care. ”

"If you go there and find a place with a strong spiritual aura, you can form an absolutely safe territory! The mortals to be selected will improve their bloodlines there, add spiritual roots, and after concealing the laws of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm, they will be sent back to the major spiritual realms and mixed in the family to cultivate!"

Zixuan solved the important matter in his heart, his whole body was extremely transparent, and he felt that the operation of spiritual power had become much smoother. Now she was able to calm down and concentrate on Danfang's research.

It is not difficult to create spiritual roots for mortals, and even the lower realm has the true monarch of the clan, so that the favored juniors can embark on the path of cultivation and create spiritual roots in various good and evil ways.

But of course, Zixuan would not do the thing of taking other people's spiritual roots to refine the elixir, so the elixir she wanted to make was slightly more difficult. There is also improving the purity of the bloodline, which is the most difficult part of the elixir.

The mortal descendants of each family are concentrated in some relatively safe countries in the Nether. The mortal descendants of the Suzaku lineage like the Zijia basically live in a small immortal cultivation realm called the Yiran Realm, where there are only six mortal realms, and because they are far apart, there is almost no war.

There are not many immortal cultivators in the Yiran Realm, and they used to disdain to embarrass people in the mundane world, and they have always been at peace. Now that he is well-informed, he knows that the royal families of the three kingdoms here are all descendants of the Zi family, and he does not dare to put on the shelf of immortal cultivators.

The same is true of the ordinary descendants of the other families, who are placed in days of peace and joy, either to create kingdoms according to their own hearts, or to become high and idle families in seclusion.

Most of these laypeople knew that there were high-level cultivators in their families, and a large number of those who knew were eager to cultivate, and Zixuan felt that at least at this point, she didn't need to worry about forcing anyone to do something she didn't want to do.

"It's just that this negligible bloodline, how can it be improved?" Zi Xuan looked at this medicinal herb everywhere, and there was a picture of thousands of spiritual plants in his mind.

This diagram contained everything she knew about medicinal plants, the utility and nature of each spirit grass and each spirit fruit, whether they were conflicting or harmonious, or completely incompatible. She has to select the most suitable variety among the countless spiritual plants in this world, first, the medicinal properties are in line with the imagination, and the second is that the grade is appropriate.

Although the elixir this time is new and difficult, the grade cannot be high. Because it is meant to be given to ordinary people who have no spiritual energy, the slightest carelessness will take away their fragile lives.

The image of the spirit plant in Zi Xuan's mind is a star map, and each spirit plant constitutes a bright star, which gradually dims when discarded, and slowly brightens when used.

The star map kept changing its appearance, deleting and reducing it for a long time, and she finally finalized eighty-one medicinal materials of different grades, and the spiritual plant information in her mind slowly dissipated. However, this is only the initial assumption, and there may be all sorts of unexpected situations in the refining process.

Zixuan stretched out his hand to pinch off the birth of a miscellaneous branch in the distance, looking at the rising sun jumping out of the mountain outside the Sky Wolf Peak, and he always had great hope in his heart.