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

Time flies, and January flies by.

Mirror Moon Lake.

In the medicinal field area, under the second-level spiritual peach tree in the center.

Ruan Xingling was wearing a pink palace dress, stroking the simple branches of the peach tree like a horned dragon, her face seemed to be reminiscing, nostalgic...

On the branches of the spiritual peach tree, there are still a few green peaches hanging, which are obviously immature.

"I remember... this peach lasts for three years and tastes so sweet. It's a pity that my father didn't give me more to eat. He said he would leave it to the children who would lay the foundation in the future. This peach has mild spiritual power and no erysipelas. It is the foundation stone of Peiyuan. Excellent product... Back then when Thief Lu rebelled, Dad obviously had the luxury to destroy this tree, but he really couldn't bear to part with it..."

Ruan Xingling seemed to be saying to herself: "Now...this spiritual plant is finally back in my hands."

"Xingling, you were able to endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden. In the end, your great revenge was avenged. I am very pleased."

An old man in a crane robe walked slowly towards him. He was Feng Baimeng.

He gently twirled his beard and said in a kind tone: "You don't have to worry in the alliance now. You have the face of me, and the old master Kuchiki also has some connections. After all, your Ruan family is the rightful owner of Peach Blossom Island. Now that the rebels are being suppressed, no one can say anything... …”

"As for the families nearby, my Bai Yufeng family and Heisha Mo family naturally fully support you. After all, we are in-laws... Lu Jingqing also knew this and did not make friends with our two families. Instead, he curry favor with Jin Ya from Jin Yan Island. Old monster, but how could the gold-toothed old monster go against our three families for a mere dead man? You are so secure in your position as the island leader. I don’t know when the inauguration ceremony of the island owner will be held? I will definitely ask Manlou to bring someone with him. A big congratulatory gift!”

Feng Baimeng was chattering and talked a lot.

It seems that when people get older, they become more nagging: "By the way, do you still remember Manlou? The kid back then is now as tall as a tree and looks like a talented person!"

"How can this Peach Blossom Island Spiritual Land be given to outsiders? That's just the old Taoist Kuchiki. The other three casual cultivators can't reach the middle stage of Qi refining, and they don't have any connections or skills..."

Ruan Xingling looked firm: "I have my own plan for this matter. Our Ruan family is short of resources and needs help!"

"Take a photo!" Feng Baimeng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You are short of manpower. Don't our Bai family and Mo family have them? We are all members of the same family. How can we harm you?"

"Alas...why do you have to force me?" The lines on Ruan Xingling's face gradually became stiff: "Now that my great-grandfather is here, Xingling has made it clear...even if he wants to recruit a son-in-law in the future, he will never come from the Mo family or the Feng family. Choose, after all, my surname is Ruan!"

"you……"

Feng Baimeng's beard trembled slightly, but soon calmed down and sighed: "Alas... Yuan Zhan has a good daughter."

…

Emerald Cliff.

A group of mortals took the drawings given by Fang Xi and were laying foundations and stacking bricks... working very hard.

Fang Xi occasionally came over to supervise the work, and they were all very nervous, with humble and flattering smiles, and almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Moreover, most of them were wearing shabby clothes with many patches, and they looked sallow and thin.

But even so, I feel that they are better than the people of Yue.

Seeing this, Fang Xi could only secretly rejoice that she was no longer a commoner without spiritual roots.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to live a single day.

He came to the spiritual field and started weeding and fertilizing...

Occasionally, I used the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique and the Gengjin Kusanagi Sword, feeling that my old skills had not fallen behind after all.

"call……"

After finishing another acre of farm work, Fang Xi raised her waist and took a deep breath.

"Generally speaking, a spiritual farmer can only work on three or four acres of land until he dies."

"Now I have thirteen acres of land. Under normal circumstances, I can hire several spiritual farmers and become a small landowner who cultivates immortality... Then I will have a beautiful wife and beautiful maids, rich clothes and fine food, and a mansion and compound. I am so happy!"

"Fortunately, I am a physical practitioner, so I can handle it alone."

After sighing with emotion, Fang Xi continued to work with her head down.

According to Ling Zhifu's inheritance, after the spiritual field is processed, the seeds of red blood spiritual rice can be sprinkled.

This spiritual rice is planted in spring and harvested in autumn. During this period, it needs to be irrigated with special spiritual water. It is best to mix some beast blood into it, and the blood of monster beasts is the best.

In this way, the spiritual rice grown will have sufficient energy and blood.

Materials such as monster blood may be a bit troublesome for other spiritual farmers, but for Fang Xi, it is almost the same as ordinary spring water.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, where are you growing spiritual rice?!"

Half an hour later, a large paper crane slowly flew over, and a person jumped out from it, it was Kuchiki Lao Dao!

He said hello with a smile, and then saw Fang Xi raise her head: "Fellow Taoist Kuchiki, are you here to gather the spirit stones? Didn't I tell you that this spirit stone will be returned to you when the spirit rice is harvested!"

"It's not about the twenty spirit stones..."

Old Taoist Kuchiki quickly waved his hand and looked at the field: "Huh? What my fellow Taoist planted is actually red blood rice? This kind of rice can't be sold at a high price..."

"The local spiritual energy is insufficient, so we should first cultivate fertility through various things that do not have high requirements for spiritual energy..."

Fang Xi jumped up to the edge of the field and rubbed her hands: "I wonder why my friend came here?"

"In three days, it will be the ceremony for Fairy Ruan to take office as the owner of the island." When it came to business, the old Taoist Kuchiki looked solemn: "The old Taoist is here to send the invitation!"

"Um!"

Fang Xi took the invitation, glanced at it and put it away in her storage bag: "Thank you very much, fellow Taoist, and please tell me that we will arrive in the next three days!"

Old Taoist Kuchiki was startled. This fellow Taoist Fang was quite well-mannered in the city. Why did he feel a little alienated after arriving at Peach Blossom Island?

He thought for a while and gave a reminder: "It is said that people from the Feng family and the Mo family will come to this Fairy Ruan ceremony..."

"oh!"

Fang Xi wanted to create a solitary image and deliberately answered a few words in a sinister manner.

The old Taoist Kuchiki was a little worried, so he simply said: "Now Fairy Ruan still values ​​the four of us, but after all, we are dependent on others. It is best to stick together as a group and advance and retreat in the same direction so that we can support each other!"

Does Fang Xi not even understand this?

"I see!"

Fang Xi nodded, then shook her head: "But I just want to work on the Emerald Cliff, and I really don't want to pay attention to the chores outside. Fellow Taoist, I'd better skip the discussion of advancing and retreating together..."

The old Taoist Kuchiki was speechless for a long time, and finally stamped his feet and walked away.

…

Three days later.

By the Mirror Moon Lake.

Ruan's mansion.

The nearby monks gathered together and sat at more than a dozen tables.

Red silk was also hung in the house, which looked particularly festive.

The table was filled with freshly picked spiritual fruits and pastries made from spiritual rice, and tea was served like running water.

Fang Xi randomly picked a low-grade magic weapon among the trophies as a gift, and was arranged to sit at the edge, sitting at the same table as Wei Yixin and his wife.

On the other hand, Kuchiki, an old man with long sleeves and good at dancing, became a temporary guest and entertained the guests like half of the host's family.

Occasionally, when some monks saw Fang Xi and the others, their eyes showed envy, jealousy... and even resentment!

"Fairy Ruan is unwise. Why do you want to recruit these casual cultivators? I think their cultivation is only average..."

"Yes, even if he is not popular, he still has a good foundation! He is really unlucky!"

What is a casual cultivator? Being like a duckweed, having no fixed abode, drifting in the wind, and being homeless... is the lowest level in the world of immortality!

And with a piece of spiritual land, there is a foundation for establishing a family or sect.

I don’t know how many casual cultivators have been looking forward to this all their lives!

However, there is no hope in this life.

Now that they saw Fang Xi's four roving cultivators successfully ashore, they were naturally filled with jealousy and even resentment!

"You don't understand this. Fairy Ruan's move is very clever."

An old monk with a red face took a sip of spiritual tea and started talking: "Although he is a great master in the late stage of Qi refining, after all, there is only one person, so he gathered the unfounded casual cultivators as his wings, and also introduced the influence of his relatives, so Internal and external checks and balances can ensure temporary peace... Then promote children with spiritual roots among mortals, give them the surname Ruan, and take root deeply, which is the three pillars... When decades later, trustworthy monks grow up, it will be like an iron barrel The kingdom!"

Fang Xi's ears were much more sensitive than those of Wei Yixin and his wife. When she heard this, she was immediately speechless.

A mere piece of land on a small island has been conquered by the whole country.

Could this old cultivator start out as a common Feng Shui liar? Have you ever practiced dragon slaying or something?

"Fellow Daoist Fang, please have some tea!"

Wei Yixin forced a stiff smile on his face and took the initiative to ease the relationship with Fang Xi.

After being enlightened by Taoist companions in the past few days, he has also come to his senses.

From now on, he will be a well-established monk. He no longer has to fight and kill, but he still has to have good relations with his neighbors.

This is beneficial and harmless!

What's more, everything is not calm in Peach Blossom Island!

"Well, the Xian couple have settled down in Xifeng? What are you planning to do for a living in the future?"

Fang Xi drank the spirit tea and asked casually.

"There are many houses on the west peak, which can be lived in with a little repair..." This time it was Hua Chanjuan who took the initiative to talk. She smiled sweetly, her body was full of energy, and her brows were filled with expectations for the future: "There is also a sea of ​​flowers. , so beautiful... I know how to breed jade bees, and plan to tame them more so that I can harvest spiritual honey next year. But I, the head of the family, am used to killing people with my knife hand, and I can't even make a honeycomb. It's crooked. , it’s ugly…”

"Now that we have a spiritual land, we can save the elixirs we cultivate in the future and buy more spiritual seeds. My fellow Taoist is a spiritual cultivator, so he needs to teach us how to farm. I don't want to go through the days of licking blood from the edge of a knife again. Now, I can just sell the magic weapon and buy some nice clothes..."

She kept talking for a long time, and finally invited: "The head of the family and I are going to start a family, how about we call it 'Twin Websters'?"

"Why is it easy to talk about this kind of thing?"

Wei Yixin's face turned red.

Fang Xi was startled, then looked at Hua Chanjuan's flat belly, feeling slightly speechless.

If they want to form a Qi Refining Family, the other party still has a long way to go.

"The Feng family on Baiyu Island is full of style, and the Mo family on Black Sand Island, Mo Qingyu, is here!"

Outside the door, the angry voice of Kuchiki Lao Dao came.

Most of the guests looked around and saw two young monks, one wearing white clothes and the other wearing green robes, coming hand in hand. They were both orchids and jade trees. Their graceful demeanor made people secretly heartbroken.

"The Feng family and the Mo family are shameless and have the idea of ​​having a son-in-law, bah!"

Hua Chanjuan spat in a low voice, her face not very pretty.