Books Featuring Five-Element Spiritual Roots and Self-Created Cultivation Techniques

153 我 My Trump Card Is a Mosquito Red Eggplant ClothUrban207k WordsCompleted 88Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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[Mortals cultivating immortals + no system + sacred wooden tripod + fantasy fantasy] The brother and sister were looking for food in the mountains. The younger sister picked up a broken wooden tripod and gave it to her brother to use as a bowl. Suddenly, the younger sister noticed that there was an immortal flying in the sky on a sword. "Hi, immortal in the sky, hello!" With a greeting, the younger sister Ye Yao was kidnapped and the older brother Ye Fan was knocked unconscious. Ye Fan woke up crying and met the fairy sister passing by. "Four lines of miscellaneous spiritual roots? You can still cultivate. I will take you back to [Lingxu Sect] to cultivate immortality. Whether you can save your sister depends on your luck!" By chance, Ye Fan discovered that the Broken Wood Cauldron can turn ordinary pills into top-grade pills. Later, it was discovered one after another that it was possible to turn waste elixirs into top-grade elixirs, turn ordinary skills into top-level skills, and blacken ordinary iron swords into spiritual treasures... "Hey, this is not a broken wooden cauldron, this is a [sacred wooden cauldron]! There is hope to save my sister!"...

154 修 A Beautiful and Powerful Background Character on the Path to Immortality Clouds Return and WanderAncient Romance691k WordsCompleted 17.7kReads8.3Score2kShelves

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This book looks like it could be exchanged

155 修 The Scroll King of the World of Cultivating Immortals, Kills the Devil Until He Becomes Autistic! Bark 1Eastern Fantasy1.3M WordsCompleted 16Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Three must-see highlights: ✅ Ultimate character design: Construction site boy × Space-time Sword Master, the collision of ordinary background and incredible opportunity ✅ Imaginary setting: Void body training, causal inquiry, chessboard floating world, breaking through the traditional cultivation framework! ✅Visual feast: explosion of stars with one sword, time and space retrieval, battle between gods and demons, comparable to movie-level visuals

156 我 I Have a Sight That Can Break the Sky The Little Bastard Who Got Away with ItEastern Fantasy2.2M WordsOngoing 362Reads—Score—Shelves

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Five elements spiritual roots and self-created skills also count.

157 永 Eternal Demon A Continuation of Some InkEastern Fantasy673k WordsOngoing 3.8kReads5.4Score370Shelves

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The traditional cultivation of immortals includes Qi training, foundation building, elixir formation, Nascent Soul, and spirit transformation. The protagonist is decisive in killing, cunning, cold-blooded, and ruthless, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. There is no system, no heroine, and it is a dark novel without brain damage. [Thinking][thinking]

158 法 Dharma Refiner Big Red TomatoesEastern Fantasy180k WordsOngoing —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Dharma practitioners only pursue the great road. The protagonist relies on his own improved martial arts and magical powers, and his own self-created martial arts and magical powers to become stronger step by step. It is not that he can leapfrog challenges from the beginning. . . . . .

159 被 I Can Read Minds After Being Abandoned by Asgard. Reasonable Xu YouAncient Romance737k WordsOngoing 42Reads—Score—Shelves

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Five Elements Spiritual Root, create your own techniques in the early stage, create your own exercises in the later stage, and create your own sect in the later stage.

160 散 Disperse Immortality, Transform into Immortality Flying Little CubesEastern Fantasy779k WordsOngoing 576Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Having friends, this is [smile][smile][smile][smile][smile][smile][smile][smile][smile][smile][smile]

161 血 Blood Ancestral Way Maple Waiting for DawnEastern Fantasy544k WordsOngoing 302Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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In the soulless apocalypse, he practices blood magic and is proficient in the way of talismans. No plug-ins, no system, no cheats. Traditional mortal flow of cultivation.

162 灵 Smart Stardust Shan HaijunEastern Fantasy736k WordsOngoing 714Reads9.3Score—Shelves

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Psychic body! ! !

163 修 Cultivation: Get a Pair of Eagle Eyes at the Beginning Willows Grow in the DistanceEastern Fantasy2.3M WordsCompleted 426Reads—Score—Shelves

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Recommended, recommended, these two sacred books are both popular among mortals. Many people read them, and even more people follow them! In the first book, the male protagonist gets two opportunities, starts with two golden fingers, and begins to cultivate immortality! A pair of eagle eyes plus a glass tower! Strange and weird! In the second book, the male protagonist was born on the seaside and became a mortal! The sea gave him a necklace! Then he was picked up by the sect to cultivate as an immortal!

164 天 Tianling Valley Immortality Willows Grow in the DistanceEastern Fantasy1.6M WordsCompleted 266Reads—Score—Shelves

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Recommended, recommended, these two sacred books are both popular among mortals. Many people read them, and even more people follow them! In the first book, the male protagonist occasionally gets two opportunities, starts with double golden fingers, and begins to cultivate immortality! A pair of eagle eyes plus a glass tower! Strange and weird! In the second book, the male protagonist was born on the seaside and became a mortal! The sea gave him a necklace! Then he was picked up by the sect to cultivate as an immortal!

165 国 Cultivation Survival for the Nation's Fortune: I Can See Hidden Hints Ye MofanUrban1.3M WordsOngoing 95.7kReads7.7Score11kShelves

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It's a cool story about national luck and survival. It's super good. This is amazing. The protagonist's family travels together, and then the Blue Star countries join forces to build a different world. The Dragon Kingdom becomes invincible.

168 九 Jiuyou Fengshenji Shengjinzhou Is so ComfortableEastern Fantasy649k WordsOngoing 19Reads—Score—Shelves

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The protagonist takes his friends to explore the underworld, gathers the five spiritual hubs to rectify the underworld, and counterattacks to become a god. In reality, what is shared in the book are all methods of mantras that ordinary people can practice, down-to-earth practices, the power of mantras can reach the gods, good books should be seen by more people, merit +1, and recommending books is also a merit🙏

183 重 Rebirth of the Wilderness: Born as the Chaos Demon God, I Am Invincible Unyielding YouthEastern Fantasy454k WordsCompleted 21Reads8.2Score—Shelves

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Story synopsis: Story synopsis: They are all five elements spiritual roots [Cool] Take them away without any thanks!

187 穿 Travel Through Time and Start Cultivating Immortality from a Miner Alfalfa XiaoxiangEastern Fantasy184k WordsOngoing 55Reads—Score—Shelves

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Mortals become immortals

188 修 Cultivation of Immortality Starts from Falling into a Trap Flying Snake in the ForestEastern Fantasy1.9M WordsCompleted 15Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Fantasy fairy tale, fairy tale, no system, but with a female protagonist. The author of the first book said he would write until the platform goes bankrupt! The author of the second book said he would write 3 million words! The author of the third book said that he has become a demon, so ten updates a day is not impossible!

191 大 Daye Menghualu Trivial MattersEastern Fantasy527k WordsCompleted 1.4kReads6.9Score115Shelves

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You can open up your ideas and read my book

193 我 I Am Not a Blood Demon. Who Touched My Cornucopia? Moonlight PawnMartial Arts615k WordsCompleted 234Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The bright moon like a silver plate hung over the Youhuang Valley. The moonlight filtered through the bamboo leaves and cast mottled silver scales on the two people. The figures of Lin Yu and the gray-robed monk turned into two hazy shadows, and the sound of the soft sword and the Zen staff intersecting was as dense as a shower, with sharp sounds one after another. The monk's Zen staff was extremely powerful, and with one move of "Sweeping Thousands of Troops", Lin Yu was forced to jump up. The Zen staff swept across the soles of his boots, bringing up soil mixed with gravel and splashing. Several bamboos as thick as a bowl broke with a "click", and the bamboo tips hit the ground heavily. Lin Yu twisted around in the air and slashed diagonally from top to bottom with his soft sword. The sword was so fierce that he forced the monk's horizontal staff to block it. There was a crisp "clang" sound and the monk's arm was numb from the shock. The two of them went back and forth, fighting fifty moves in the blink of an eye. The monk's Zen staff opened and closed widely, never leaving Lin Yu's vital points. The wind roared from the staff, picking up fallen leaves and gravel, forming a rotating wall of air. Lin Yu, on the other hand, relied on his soft sword to move nimbly, and his figure was as erratic as a ghost, shuttling in the shadow of the staff. Sometimes he moved the sword lightly to focus on weaknesses, and sometimes he changed his moves to be strong and hard to catch heavy blows. In just one cup of tea, the two of them had already performed more than a hundred moves. The moves were changing so fast that Shi Huolong was dizzy. He hid in the shadow of the bamboo forest and after confirming that there were no other enemies, he looked at the battlefield and saw that Lin Yu was obviously not doing his best. Shi Huolong knew this martial arts idiot brother very well. He kept changing his moves, obviously observing the opponent's moves and trying to learn from his master's skills. Seeing Lin Yu's calm look, Shi Huolong was relieved. Over the past six months, not only has his arms recovered, but his internal strength has greatly improved due to practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, and he has practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to the fourteenth palm. Although this monk was on par with me, he was by no means a match for his third brother - Lin Yu was originally the number one master in Youhuang Valley, and he could only survive three hundred moves under him. Shi Huolong couldn't help but remember that two months ago, when he taught Lin Yu "Flying Dragon in the Sky" step by step, he wiped his sweat and sighed to Shen Qingya: "Brother, the third brother is talented, savvy, and willing to study. Coupled with the pure and profound internal power of the 'Nine Yang Divine Art', in today's martial arts, except for Wudang Zhenren Zhang, few people can match him." "In my opinion, if you give him another twenty years, he will be invincible in the world!" Shen Qingya was convinced. After confirming that Lin Yu was safe, Shi Huolong was worried that the enemy would lure the tiger away from the mountain, so he quietly performed Qinggong and returned to Youhuang Valley. Seeing that the surroundings of Qingya Residence were peaceful and Zhou Yunhe was vigilantly guarding the door, he was completely relieved. In the bamboo forest, Lin Yu was still fighting with the masked monk. His eyes sparkled, and he kept the details of the opponent's moves and power in his mind. This battle was not only a crisis for him, but also a rare opportunity to improve his martial arts. After fighting for about 200 moves, Lin Yu had figured out the opponent's moves, and thought to himself: "Although this monk's Zen stick skills are strong, there are traces to follow. Most of the flaws are when the old strength is exhausted and the new strength is not born." "And I don't like the Zen stick as a weapon. Just get to know it. There is no need to continue learning." Thinking of this, Lin Yu stopped delaying and wrapped the soft sword around the Zen staff like gangrene attached to the bone. Whenever the monk was about to use up his moves, the tip of the sword would spit out a message like a poisonous snake and stab his wrist or armpit. The monk gradually felt the difficulty. He did not expect that his seemingly young opponent was so skilled in swordsmanship. His Zen staff, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was entangled with the soft sword and became unable to function properly. After another twenty or thirty moves, the monk suddenly used "Force to Split Huashan" and hit Lin Yu's head directly. Lin Yu did not retreat but advanced, his body sank suddenly, the soft sword slid up along the Zen staff and pointed directly at the tiger's mouth of the monk's right hand holding the staff. The monk was shocked and withdrew his staff, but he was half a minute too late. Although the sword blade did not hurt the muscles and bones, it already opened a bloody gash on his wrist, and blood oozed out instantly. The monk was in pain, his strength relaxed, and he almost lost his Zen staff. His heart trembled, and his moves became more cautious, but Lin Yu was unforgiving, and his soft sword attack became more fierce. The sword light intertwined like horses and swords, covering the monk's whole body. After fighting for more than forty moves, the wound on the monk's wrist, although shallow, eventually affected his grip strength, and there was a slight sluggishness after several attempts. Lin Yu keenly caught this, and suddenly changed his move: the soft sword feinted to attack the front door, but in fact he flipped his wrist, and the tip of the sword circled behind the Zen staff like a spiritual snake, and jerked upward! The angle of this sword was extremely tricky, and the monk was caught off guard. He felt numbness in his right wrist and severe pain in the tiger's mouth. He could no longer hold the Zen staff, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, and fell to the ground with a clang, and dust flew up. The masked monk was horrified - he had been immersed in the Zen staff for more than thirty years, and yet he was shot down by this young man within three hundred moves. This was simply a great shame and humiliation! But he knew very well that if he lost the opportunity, he would be defeated if he fought again, and he might even lose his life. This man had exquisite swordsmanship and unfathomable internal strength, and he was definitely no match for him. Almost as soon as the Zen staff landed on the ground, the monk turned around and ran wildly without hesitation. His body movements were as fast as ghosts and there was no delay. "Want to run?" Lin Yu shouted coldly, then flicked his wrist, and the soft sword flew out from his hands like an arrow from the string, with a sharp roar that broke through the air and went straight to the monk's back! The monk heard the strong wind behind him and did not dare to look back. He rushed to the side, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge. However, the soft sword continued to gain momentum under the support of Lin Yu's strong Jiuyang internal power. It hit a big tree with a "clang" and bounced back. By coincidence, it happened to be blocking the path in front of the monk. The monk instinctively dodges, but in this moment of delay, Lin Yu has already used the Snow-Treading Wuhen Qinggong to catch up. The monk was anxious in his heart, so he used force on his feet to speed up, dashing left and right in the bamboo forest, trying to get rid of the pursuers. Lin Yu kept walking, his eyes locked on the monk's back, his hands quickly changed, and the palm power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms condensed in his body. Seeing that it was difficult to escape, the monk simply stopped and turned around, with a fierce look in his eyes. He clasped his palms together, then suddenly separated them, and there was a faint black energy in his palms - it was his special skill "Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand"! "Since you are looking for death, the poor monk will help you!" The monk shouted low, stretched out both palms, and rushed towards Lin Yu's face with a feminine and domineering energy. Lin Yu calmly took a half-step forward with his left foot, and pushed out with his right palm. The wind of his palm stirred up the fallen leaves on the ground to spin into vortexes, which was exactly the "seeing a dragon in the field" among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The palm wind seems slow, but it contains the majestic Nine Yang Qi, which collides with the monk's palm power. There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the two of them each took three steps back. The monk felt a hot stream of warmth coming in, causing his energy and blood to surge. He was horrified in his heart: "This kid's inner strength is so powerful and domineering!" Lin Yu also nodded secretly: "This monk's palm power is indeed vicious and vicious. Fortunately, he has the Nine Yang Magic to protect his body." The two fought again. The monk's Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand is a combination of hardness and softness, sometimes as fierce as thunder, sometimes as soft as a poisonous snake, sometimes mixed with several phantom yin fingers, which are designed to hit large acupoints when the wind and yin are cold. Lin Yu circulated the Nine Yang True Qi and circulated it throughout his body, firmly blocking the cold wind from outside his body. Immediately, he performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and saw that the palm techniques were wide open and closed, unparalleled in strength, and each palm carried the majestic momentum of destroying the heaven and the earth, which was very domineering, but also exquisite. After fighting hundreds of moves, the monk gradually fell into a disadvantage. Although his Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand was strong, he gradually felt powerless in the face of Lin Yu's continuous Nine Yang Qi, and had several minor injuries on his body. Lin Yu saw the right moment and waved his palm to attack fiercely while shouting coldly: "How dare you reveal your identity, you hidden head and tail!" Lin Yu's shout was like a sharp sword cutting through the silence of the night, but the gray-robed monk only snorted coldly and suddenly increased the speed of his attack. The strong wind of his palms crushed the dead leaves, and his offensive became more fierce. Lin Yu looked calm, his palms like snakes swimming in the shadows of his palms, and a calm smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Since you don't want to speak, why don't you let me guess." "I wonder whether I should call you Master Yuanzhen of Shaolin? Or - Hunyuan Thunder Hand Cheng Kun?!" Cheng Kun was shocked when he heard this, as if he was struck by lightning: "How do you know my name?!" This identity is his biggest secret - ever since he saw the divine monk being killed by him, he thought that no one in the world would know his true identity. Unexpectedly, Lin Yu revealed it, and he was immediately confused. "No, it's impossible! How did you recognize me? This is absolutely impossible..." In panic, the move showed flaws and the shot missed by half an inch. In a duel between masters, a half-inch difference can be fatal. Lin Yu had been waiting for this moment, how could he miss this opportunity? He suddenly bullied himself forward, gathered 10% of the Nine Yang Qi in his palms, and used the "Exalted Dragon Has Regrets" among the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The wind roared from his palms and struck Cheng Kun hard on the chest with an unstoppable force. "Poof" Cheng Kun was hit hard and spurted out blood. His body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off. He hit a big tree heavily and slowly slid to the ground, dying. Before he could slow down, Lin Yu was already approaching him like a shadow. His fingertips were like sharp swords drawn from their sheaths, and they were hitting his Tanzhong, Qimen and other major acupoints as fast as lightning. Cheng Kun still wanted to resist, but his reaction was slow due to his serious injury, so he could only watch helplessly as the opponent's fingers fell accurately. In an instant, his whole body was numb, his limbs were limp, and he could not move. [Note][Note]

194 太 Taixuan Burning Heaven Technique A Small Word of Warm LightEastern Fantasy21k WordsCompleted 108Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Secrets of the world of cultivating immortals [laughing][laughing][laughing]

196 独 The Lone Path to Immortality Blue HydrangeaEastern Fantasy3.0M WordsCompleted 23.5kReads8.8Score2.3kShelves

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Recommended star rating: 5 stars

198 五 Five Elements Spiritual Record Asking for Nothing but MoneyEastern Fantasy519k WordsOngoing —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Take your time, some are pretty good