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

A few days later.

Lu Guo returned to Jade Cliff and brought back two spirit beast bags for Fang Xi.

One of them actually prefers the water attribute, probably because he knew that Fang Xi had a spiritual fish.

This cleverness made Fang Xi couldn't help but take a high look.

As long as this Lu Guo can do things and do good things... there is nothing wrong with occasionally getting a little dirty in the process.

He turned a blind eye to the other party's hidden wealth.

…

Half a month later.

Fang Xi sat under the peach blossom tree, holding a peach tree branch in her hand.

His hair was black and tied into a bun, with a peach wood hairpin casually passed through it. He was dressed in white clothes and was carving the tree trunk in his hand with concentration.

Peeling, drying, carving into patterns...

When all the processes were completed, the mahogany branch had turned into a flagpole for the formation flag.

Immediately, Fang Xi took out the flag woven from spiritual silk, combined the two to refine it, and injected it with mana.

Buzz!

On the formation flag, formation patterns lit up one after another, forming a restriction without any stagnation or failure.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi couldn't help but smile, knowing that the formation flag was finished.

The next moment, he patted the storage bag, and two other identical formation flags appeared, as well as a small Bagua formation disk inlaid with spiritual stones.

"Little Lost Formation, wake up!"

He flew out the three formation flags, spread them around the pond, and drove the magic formulas into the formation plate.

In an instant, lines of mist emerged, covering the scope of the pond.

Various brilliance flickered one after another, and then the original location of the pond had turned into ordinary walls and blue bricks and stone slabs, and it seemed that the entire pond had disappeared without a trace.

Through the formation plate, you can also see the big herring at the bottom of the pond, which seems to be confused...

Small Mystic Formation - barely a first-level low-grade formation. It only has the ability to conceal and conceal. It is far inferior to the Small Cloud and Rain Formation in terms of range and power.

Basically, they are those secular cultivators who are specially designed to block the use of mortals!

But it is of great significance. It is the first array weapon that Fang Xi has refined!

The more he studies the formation, the more Fang Xi feels that it has endless mysteries. I am afraid that even a monk who has devoted his whole life may not be able to get started.

The formation is like this, and the alchemy talismans are also similar.

Therefore, he only focused on alchemy as a minor.

And the results are also quite gratifying.

Because he can use his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into the alchemy furnace and observe the changes in the properties of the medicine on the spot, it is much more convenient than the average alchemy master in the Qi refining period. Fang Xi's practice in alchemy has been rapid, and she has already begun to try to refine the first-level low-grade pills. The detoxifying and healing elixirs are definitely not the newbies who only knew how to make bigu elixirs before.

The consequence of this is that various materials are consumed rapidly.

Even though Fang Xi had been prepared, she still felt that the warehouse was bottoming out...

"Perhaps... I should start making alchemy to make money after I have achieved some success in alchemy?"

Fang Xi habitually hides a formation.

Moreover, to make an elixir, you only need others to bring the materials, but if the formation is not good, you have to come to set up and debug it... It is completely inconsistent with his principles.

…

"master!"

A few days later, Widow Wang came to the door looking unhappy.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, why are you so angry?"

Fang Xi smiled, as if the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle.

"It's not like those old ladies were slandering me behind my back and saying bad things about me... I was so angry that I scolded them all back!"

Widow Wang is actually quite aggressive, otherwise she wouldn't be able to take her children to work as sharecroppers on other islands.

"Oh? What did they say about me?"

Fang Xi became interested.

"Those bitches said...that the old turtle was ungrateful and only cared about his own one-third of an acre..."

"Also, it is said that the master has been seriously injured, and the injury will be aggravated if he makes a move, so he dare not make a move with anyone..."

Widow Wang recounted the rumors one by one.

Fang Xi found it very interesting.

Seeing that he really didn't mind, Widow Wang felt that this man was really tolerant.

"My personal honor and disgrace are just trivial matters. The key to Peach Blossom Island lies with the island owner... How was the previous decision?"

Fang Xi asked about the key point.

"It has been decided. In two months, the island owner will personally take action and invite the old monster with gold teeth to fight!"

Widow Wang's face was full of worry: "The bet is on three shops in Lingkong Island City. It is not based on victory or defeat, but on whether the island owner can resist the golden tooth old monster for more than one stick of incense. If he loses, the three shops The contract will naturally be handed over to you. If you win, the old monster with golden teeth will never ask about the three shops again, and he will also pay a sum of spiritual stones as compensation!"

"A pact to fight?"

Fang Xi murmured.

Ruan Xingling's spiritual root qualifications are much better than before. They are top-grade spiritual root qualifications. Now ten years have passed and he has reached at least the ninth level of Qi refining!

At the peak of the late stage of Qi refining, the possibility of facing the Dzogchen Qi refining monks and supporting a stick of incense is between two possibilities.

However, Fang Xi believed that since Ruan Xingling dared to propose a bet, she was certainly confident.

And it was normal for the old monster with gold teeth to agree.

This is a proof of strength!

If Ruan Xingling can withstand him for a stick of incense, then if a large number of monks fight, the disciples of Jinya Island will surely suffer heavy casualties!

Not to mention, with the help of the formation on Peach Blossom Island, Old Monster Jinya will definitely not be able to defeat Ruan Xingling, so he can only take a step back!

Ruan Xingling cannot guard Peach Blossom Island, and there are monks from White Feather Island and Black Sand Island. If the old monster Jinya sacrifices his face, it will be difficult to specially attack the low-level monks.

Therefore, mutual compromise gambling is the most appropriate solution.

'The world of cultivating immortals is not all about fighting and killing. When the strength is about the same, human relationships are very important...'

Fang Xi was thoughtful and asked Widow Wang to step back.

He returned to the training room and began to practice the 'Changchun Jue' technique.

Since refining the 'Aoki Spirit Body', Fang Xi's cultivation speed has increased several times compared to before, and her magic power has increased so smoothly that it is simply addictive!

According to Fang Xi's estimation, with the help of the first-level spiritual veins, even without swallowing any pills, he is sure to advance to the first level in five years, and to the ninth level of Qi refining in ten years!

The continuation and breakthrough of mana in the later stage of Qi refining is inherently much more difficult than in the middle stage of Qi refining.

Being able to reach the first level in five years is the speed of attaining top-grade spiritual root qualifications!

For example, Ruan Xingling!

She was at the seventh level of Qi refining back then, but now, ten years later, she is at about the ninth level of Qi refining!

Fang Xi estimated that if she still had low-grade spiritual roots, it would take at least ten years of hard work to complete the seventh level of Qi refining, not including the breakthrough of small bottlenecks!

"Even if ten years later, I will only be forty-three years old, I will be at the ninth level of Qi refining. It will take me another ten years to achieve the Great Perfection of Qi refining. I will start preparations for foundation building at the age of fifty-three... This is already considered a normal level in the Qi refining family. It’s the standard of a genius.”

As for the disciples in the Jindan Sect?

There are also many disciples who enjoy the third-level spiritual veins, the advice of their masters, and the supply of elixirs. Their own spiritual root qualifications are quite superior. They have perfected their Qi in their twenties and thirties, and then try to break through the foundation building.

Fang Xi didn't bother to compare with them!

Well...actually it's really incomparable...

…

Time flies.

Two months passed quickly.

This day was the time when Ruan Xingling made an appointment to fight the old monster Jinya.

Lu Guo got up early in the morning and wanted to wait at a deserted reef where the fight was scheduled, but he didn't dare to go out because there was no one to take him with him.

He has nothing, not even a flying magic weapon. He can only swim after leaving the island...

"master!"

Widow Wang took Xiaohu with her, dressed quite formally: "The fight is at noon, when do you think it is best to set off?"

"That's all, go ahead, I won't join in the fun."

Fang Xi shook her head.

He was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, his hair was disheveled, and his hands were folded in the big sleeves, looking like a wandering cloud and wild crane.

"But... this is a battle for the island owner, and it affects everyone on Peach Blossom Island... Hasn't the master always been on good terms with the island master? Every year around the end of the year, the island master will come to the master to taste new wine..."

Widow Wang was a little confused.

Could it be that Mr. Fang is really, as the outside world said, that he is seriously injured and dare not leave Peach Blossom Island?

Unfortunately, she didn't dare to ask, so she could only take Lu Guo and Wang Xiaohu, ride a spiritual boat, and go to the reef to watch the battle with the monks on the island...

…

After these people left, there was a sudden silence on the Emerald Cliff, deserted...

"Finally...everyone is gone, it's quite clean!"

Fang Xi picked up the gourd at her waist, uncorked the bottle, and took a sip of peach blossom wine.

When the spirit wine enters the throat, a faint peach blossom fragrance overflows in the teeth and cheeks.

He chuckled and walked out of the Emerald Cliff.

Under Fang Xi, the roots of the demon tree are growing and spreading...seemingly following his footsteps all the time...

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"It's very deserted on Peach Blossom Island now..."

By the Mirror Moon Lake.

Fang Xi took another sip of spirit wine and admired the view of Spirit Lake.

The water of the lake is clear, with luxuriant grass and small fish and shrimps swimming in it.

It is said that there are also spiritual fish in the lake!

Although it is not as good as the green jade carp of the Arowana Zhong family, it is still a fry that Ruan Xingling spent a lot of money to buy. Now it has gradually grown to a large scale and can earn a large amount of spiritual stones every year.

Today's peaceful and peaceful Peach Blossom Island has also attracted many casual cultivators to settle in, either as guests or renting caves.

When the fairy seedlings from previous spirit testing conferences mature, it will indeed be the prototype of a thriving force.

There were also no people near Mirror Moon Lake.

Probably even those who don't like to pay attention to the fighting skills have to show their loyalty to the island owner.

Fang Xi thought for a while and climbed up to the Twin West Peaks.

There is still a layer of fog near the spiritual land of Twin West Peak.

"First-order low-grade—psychedelic array?"

Fang Xi was a little surprised: "Have you really prepared a set of formations for fellow Taoist Hua?"

When he saw this formation, his hands couldn't help but feel itchy, his consciousness went out, and he began to look for weak points.

This formation was of low quality and was the worst 'death formation'. Finding flaws would not be a problem for Fang Xi, who became an formation master.

After a while, he walked into the fog, sometimes moving forward, sometimes retreating...

After taking two more steps, my eyes suddenly opened up and I came to a valley filled with the fragrance of flowers.

"Who are you?"

Fang Xi was clasping her hands to admire the flowers and plants, when a clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded.

When he looked down, he saw a bun-faced girl with fair cheeks, two buns on her head, and a pure white underskirt. The little girl looked extremely cute and was blinking her black and shiny hair. Big eyes, looking up and down curiously.

"me……"

A smile appeared on Fang Xi's lips: "I am your uncle..."