Cultivation of immortality in the troubled times of demons and martial arts

"Plant trees in the Dantian to seek immortality..."

Inside the underground cave.

Fang Xi sat cross-legged under the demon tree, with an air root behind her connected to the tree crown.

With the daily delivery of pure vitality, his body became more and more energetic.

Even the progress of practicing the 'immortality technique' is progressing by leaps and bounds.

At this time, if you look inside with your spiritual consciousness, you can see a seemingly invisible turquoise network among the limbs and bones, centered on the Dantian Qi sea, spreading to the tendons, bones, skin and flesh...

This is the process of building the ‘Aoki Spirit Body’!

"In a few years, the 'Aoki Spirit Body' should be complete, right?"

Fang Xi opened her eyes, and two green lights flashed in her pupils.

Once the 'Aoki Spirit Body' is achieved, his qualifications with low-grade wood spiritual roots will be comparable to geniuses with high-grade spiritual roots.

And Fang Xi's ambitions don't stop there!

He wants to at least cultivate into the ‘Yimu Dharmakaya’!

There are only a few rumors about this kind of spiritual body in the world of immortal cultivation, but what is certain is that as long as the monks who possess this spiritual body do not die midway, they will basically become Nascent Soul powers!

With the growth rate of the Demonic Tree, it is not impossible to spend decades to condense the ‘Yimu Dharma Body’!

After daily practice, Fang Xi visited the spiritual field as usual.

"Whoa whoa!"

On the ridge of the field, a little kid with a naked butt was running happily, and there was a tiger doll in front of him, running on all four legs at a slow speed.

"Xiaohu, where did this tiger mechanism beast come from?"

Fang Xi stopped and asked casually.

"My mother just came back from Lingkongfang City and bought it for me."

Xiaohu sniffed and answered with a silly smile.

"Well, let's go play!"

Fang Xi touched Xiaohu's head and felt a little depressed: "I've been looking for so many years, but I haven't found any trace of puppetry... But now that I have planted trees, the puppet master's works have appeared in Lingkongfang City." ? God, are you kidding me? ’

'Forget it, life will be unsatisfactory 60-70% of the time, you have to be normal and normal...'

He warned himself secretly.

Isn't it the inheritance of puppetry? As long as you live long enough, there will always be a future.

"master!"

All the way to the wooden house of Widow Wang, Widow Wang immediately came out to greet her with a smile on her face: "The Lingkongfang City is big and beautiful, and the spiritual energy is also very abundant... I also specially bought a bag of spiritual tea for the master, and I was about to give him Send it to me!"

"Well, thank you very much."

Spiritual tea is not worth a spiritual stone, but at least it is an attitude.

If Fang Xi doesn't accept it, Widow Wang will be worried.

Seeing him accept his smile, the smile on Widow Wang's face became even brighter: "I also went to see the island owner's shop in Lingkongfang City. It's called 'Huolian Pavilion', and the big shopkeeper is Mu Wen!"

Fang Xi was not surprised by this result.

After all, Feng Manlou didn’t want to compete with Mu Wen at all.

Mu Wen also became ruthless and even pledged several acres of his family's spiritual land, borrowed a large number of spiritual stones, and managed them all.

In addition, Feng Manlou took the initiative to withdraw, and Ruan Xingling had no choice but to give the position to the other party.

"...I think the Dragon Fish Zhong family has admitted this. After all, our Thirty-six Islands have really united. The monks in the late stage of Qi Refining are at least several times that of the Zhong family... We have formed a joint law enforcement team, and the security around the islands is special. Okay, I didn’t see any Jie Xiu along the way..."

Widow Wang was a little envious: "I think the head of the Mu family made the right bet this time and is going to make a big fortune..."

"This...is also a good thing!"

Fang Xi smiled.

No matter why the Zhong family stopped, it was always better not to fight.

He planted trees here and needed a peaceful and stable environment.

As for the success of the villain Mu Wen? Then let him succeed, and a temporary rise in prosperity is nothing.

A hundred years from now, let’s see if this person still exists!

"Aunt Wang!"

At this moment, another person came to Widow Wang’s house, it was Lu Guo!

When he saw Fang Xi, he shook his body out of habit, and then saluted:

"master!"

"Um."

Fang Xi nodded and realized that this man had already introduced Qi into his body and became a first-level Qi refining monk!

‘As expected of a middle-grade spiritual root qualification, it’s only been a few months? ’

‘How long did it take for the original body to advance to the first level of Qi Refining? One year? Or two years? ’

‘Forget it… a normal heart, a normal heart! ’

He suppressed the twitching of the corners of his eyes and walked out without interrupting Widow Wang's conversation with Lu Guo.

Not long after, he saw Lu Guo walking out of Widow Wang's house, holding a small wooden knife in his hand.

After injecting a trace of mana, this wooden sword actually floated in mid-air!

‘Low-grade magic weapon? ’

'No...it's not a magic weapon, it's just a small toy, probably a few spiritual crystals...'

Fang Xi recognized it at a glance. This gadget was just like Xiaohu's machine beast. It had no lethality and was purely a toy for children.

Even so, Lu Guo wiped the wooden knife with care and solemnly put it on his waist.

"It seems... it's time to teach the last few levels of Changchun Jue."

When Fang Xi saw this scene, she suddenly became thoughtful.

The qualifications of middle-grade spiritual roots are indeed much better than those of low-grade spiritual roots.

Coupled with the fact that he has been cultivating in the spiritual land since childhood, there is still a possibility of breaking through to the later stage of Qi refining in the future.

I don't know what Ruan Xingling has in mind.

…

Summer passes and autumn comes.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the new year again.

Fang Xi inspected the five acres of spiritual land, and then divided the accounts with Widow Wang, so Widow Wang had a good year.

In comparison, Lu Guo seemed deserted and even lived in a wooden shack.

On this day, amid the dazzling flowers, Ruan Xingling's magical weapon fell into the Xiaoyunyu Formation.

"The owner of the island is here to bring glory to the island!"

Fang Xi came to greet him and said with a smile: "I have already prepared the 'Green Bamboo Wine' and asked the island owner to have a drink as a favor."

"Um!"

Ruan Xingling and Fang Xi came to the peach blossom tree and opened a bottle of green bamboo wine.

I don’t know why, but Ruan Xingling likes this one.

However, Fang Xi has a variety of tastes. She can drink green bamboo wine, red blood wine, and recently brewed a batch of peach blossom wine.

This wine has a peach blossom aroma and is very popular among some female nuns.

But for some reason, Ruan Xingling still prefers Qingzhu Wine.

"Lu Guo has reached the first level of Qi Refining. I think he may be promoted to the second level next year..."

Fang Xi poured a glass of wine for Ruan Xingling and said calmly.

"The middle-grade spiritual root is indeed not bad, but it's a pity that it's a little worse than Dan'er."

Ruan Xingling's expression was indifferent, showing no emotion or anger. Instead, she began to care about Fang Xilai: "You are now twenty-eight years old and have reached the sixth level of Qi refining. If you can break through the late stage of Qi refining in a few years, there is hope for foundation building in the future!"

"The island owner is joking..."

Fang Xi's face was full of bitterness: "I have just entered the sixth level. It will take several years just to accumulate and polish my magic power. It will not take me five or six years to complete the sixth level, not to mention that there will be a big bottleneck in the later stage... If I can break through the late stage of Qi refining before the age of forty, I will be grateful."

"The bottleneck between the middle and late stages of Qi refining is indeed very troublesome..."

Ruan Xingling thought of the Feng family and the Mo family. After the death of the family leader in the late stage of Qi refining, they were all in chaos for a while.

It was she who went to help and support... and spent a lot of family resources to go to the market to buy two level-breaking elixirs, and then she successfully trained two tribesmen in the late stage of Qi refining and stabilized the situation.

For casual cultivators, if they can't even afford elixirs to increase their mana, how can they buy elixirs to break ranks?

"Except for the insect pests, your spiritual rice harvest is good almost every year. If you save up for a few years, you can go to the market to auction off the level-breaking elixir. There should be no problem..."

Ruan Xingling seemed to be sincerely planning for Fang Xi.

With the qualifications for cultivating immortals in these more than ten acres of spiritual fields, Fang Xi still has the possibility to hit the later stages of Qi refining.

Even if the output is not enough, it is definitely enough to mortgage a few acres of the spiritual field and kill the goose to get the eggs like Mu Wen!

"well……"

When mentioning this matter, Fang Xi let out a long sigh, full of regret: "Actually, there is not much spiritual rice left in my granary."

"Um?"

Ruan Xingling was a little surprised: "Did you use it to make wine?"

“No, no, no!!”

Fang Xi smiled bitterly and brought Ruan Xingling to the opened alchemy room.

This was specially opened for him to practice the art of alchemy. The aroma of medicine filled the room, and there were a large amount of spiritual wood and spiritual charcoal piled in the corner.

In the middle of the room, there is a copper elixir furnace with three legs and two ears. It has a series of low-grade magic weapons!

"You...are studying the art of alchemy?"

Ruan Xingling's beautiful eyes lit up: "Is there anything gained?"

"Now if I refine the Bigu Pill, I can barely save my capital...the rest will still be a loss of blood!"

Fang Xi replied expressionlessly: "I have been poor at refining alchemy for three generations, and my life will be ruined by learning formations. I have learned a lot..."

"well……"

There are many monks who can refine Bigu Pills, but there is no way to earn spiritual stones by doing so.

Ruan Xingling looked at the alchemy furnace and elixir... and knew that the cost would be considerable.

Regarding Fang Xi's spending of spiritual rice to buy elixirs to practice her skills, she couldn't help but disagree: "The art of alchemy is profound and profound. After discovering that you have no talent, you should stop losing money immediately. How can you still do this?"

In fact, these materials and waste elixirs were all bought by Fang Xi using other spiritual stones.

The bulk of his money will always come from monster materials, not from farming spiritual rice.

Placing the alchemy room here is to create an excuse to consume spiritual rice.

Now it seems that Ruan Xingling really believes it.

"Sigh... I don't have the qualifications, so I just wanted to refine elixirs and earn resources... Then I invested too much, and I couldn't bear to let go, so I could only continue to invest..."

Fang Xi looked like she was going crazy while refining the elixir.

"You...oh!"

Ruan Xingling shook his head repeatedly: "Fortunately, you have not delayed your cultivation. From now on, you will stop refining alchemy and turn to cultivation to accumulate spiritual rice... If you work hard in the future, you may not be able to achieve a breakthrough in Qi refining before the age of forty. Later resources.”

"Well... now I just want to practice safely to the late stage of Qi refining. As for the age of forty? I am happy to succeed, but it is my destiny to fail!"

Fang Xi sighed and drank the green bamboo wine in one gulp: "The cultivation family's pursuit of reaching the late stage of Qi refining before the age of forty is just to fight for a chance to build a foundation. I have given up my obsession with building a foundation. I can wear it off in peace." Bottleneck, not bad...anyway, I plan to farm and raise fish on Taohua Island for the rest of my life..."

Ruan Xingling was speechless about Fang Xi's salted fish.