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

"Fellow Taoist Kuchiki..."

Looking at these two uninvited guests, Fang Xi turned to look at Kuchiki Lao Dao.

"well……"

Old Taoist Kuchiki sighed and stepped forward to greet him: "Fellow Daoist Mo, Friend Feng... which wind brought you two here?"

"Haha, it's easy to talk. Since the two of us have entered Jingyue Lake as law enforcement monks, we are naturally responsible for the security of the entire Peach Blossom Island. You have a lot of people here today, and we naturally have to verify our identity one by one to prevent any demonic cultivators from getting in. in."

Feng Manlou also got off the flying boat, speaking with awe-inspiring righteousness.

These family monks are not the same as the casual cultivators who occupy Twin Peaks.

When the two sides meet, there is always some cynicism.

Fang Xi simply walked aside and ignored him.

Anyway, his Emerald Cliff is far away, so you can keep it out of sight.

Not long after, Wei Yixin and his wife on the west peak also arrived.

Among them, Hua Chanjuan is surprisingly pregnant with Liujia.

Fang Xi hurriedly stepped forward to congratulate her, secretly calculating how many gifts she would have to give when her child was born.

This time Kuchiki Lao Taoist invited a guest, he gave a low-grade spiritual stone as a gift, which was really not too little!

"Brother Fang, you're here at the right time. Please persuade this stubborn cow!"

After Hua Chanjuan became pregnant, her temper became even hotter, and she poked Wei Yixin's forehead with her finger: "I asked him to plant flowers and keep bees, but he didn't do it. He was instigated by others and went to take risks again... This is the end of the world. How many days have you had to have a happy birthday?"

"Isn't this for the sake of the child? I have to find some spiritual objects for you to raise your fetus... When you give birth in the future, you must have spiritual objects to lay the foundation for your birth. If you have spiritual roots, you must also prepare the resources for future practice..."

Wei Yixin had a rare tenderness on his face and explained in a low voice.

Fang Xi looked at this scene, not wanting to be stuffed with more dog food, and turned to look in other directions.

But after Mo Qingyu chatted with Mu Wen for a few words, she looked at him with a provocative look in her eyes and said loudly: "I heard that you can kill a cultivation family with just one sword... Haha. What kind of a family is the Lu family? Fellow Daoist Fang, your Qinghe Sword, a low-grade magical weapon, is also powerful on Peach Blossom Island. Would you like to let me see it?"

With his cultivation, he has suddenly reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, and is only one step away from the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Naturally, he looked down upon Fang Xi, who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining and now only at the fifth level.

Hearing that the other party deliberately mentioned the 'low-grade magic weapon', Fang Xi also smiled to herself: "Friend Daoist Mo is joking, what kind of swordsmanship can we spiritual farmers have? It's just a random practice, and we work hard with a lot of courage... …”

As he spoke, he took out the Qinghe Sword.

This sword is shaped like a green leaf. It is indeed a low-grade magical weapon and is even somewhat incomplete.

When Feng Manlou and Mo Qingyu saw this, they couldn't help but look with disdain on their faces.

We are already in the middle stage of Qi refining, but the magic weapon is still of low quality.

Even if it is low-grade, it is still so broken.

Even Mu Wen felt that his magic weapon was much better than Fang Xi's...

"This sword was given by a friend of mine and has been with me for many years. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Fang Xi held the Qinghe Sword, and the voice and smile of Lao Maitou seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

I don’t know if it’s fate.

With his sword in his hand, he finally fought his way through and won what other spiritual farmers had been pursuing for their whole lives but could not get.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes turned cold, and he held the sword blade between two fingers: "What a pity..."

Just listen to 'ping pong'!

Fang Xi used her fingers hard and cut off the Qinghe Sword.

Snap!

The broken sword blade and hilt fell to the ground, making Mo Qingyu's eyes go straight.

"It's a pity that this sword has spirituality and didn't want to be humiliated by others, so it cut itself off!"

Fang Xi glanced at Mo Qingyu, and the coldness made the latter's body straighten up.

He sneered, ignored Kuchiki Laodao and others, turned and left.

…

Mo Qingyu was stunned, and what Fang Xi said before echoed in his ears - 'What kind of swordsmanship can we spiritual farmers have? It's just a random practice, just working hard with a lot of courage...'

Looking at the two broken swords, he suddenly understood that if he dared to touch the foundation of the casual cultivator, the other party would really dare to fight for it!

"Sigh... Brother Mo, doesn't he know that Fang Xi is a second-level body-refining body cultivator?"

At this time, Feng Manlou Shi Shiran was talking to Mo Qingyu.

Although he has friendship with the Mo family, he is in a competitive relationship with Mo Qingyu, so he should hold back a little bit: "Brother Mo, if you offend this person, you have to be careful at all times. The other person will be bloodied five steps away from you..."

"you……"

Mo Qingyu glared at Feng Manlou, then glanced at Mu Wen, then waved her hands and left bitterly.

Seeing this, Feng Manlou showed a smile and left.

A banquet ended unhappy.

After Wei Yixin and his wife also left, Mu Wen came to the old Taoist Kuchiki: "Ancestor, I..."

Snapped!

The old Taoist Kuchiki gave Mu Wen a loud slap in the face with his backhand, knocking Mu Wen unconscious.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Kuchiki's eyes were a little red: "I didn't expect that because you had superior spiritual roots since childhood, I and your father and uncle have been gritting their teeth to support you. You have what others have... I didn't expect to raise yours." Arrogance! You don’t know right from wrong, you don’t know the difference between friend and foe!"

"Do you think you are the young master of the aristocratic family? You were born to side with the Mo family of the Feng family? No, you are just a casual cultivator! At that time, our family was displaced, and when we were together and separated, your father and uncle were farming day and night in other people's spiritual fields. Even the time for meditation is squeezed out... Your mother washes the spiritual silk for the merchant every day, and her hands are almost soaked! Isn't all this just to save a few spiritual crystals for you to practice? "

"The old Taoist originally wanted to take you with him to teach, but due to the many trivial matters, he could only let you practice on your own. In the end, you learned this?"

Kuchiki Lao Dao was furious.

Jade Cliff and Xifeng are friends, they can only be friends, not enemies.

You need to be respectful to Jingyue Lake, but you must guard against the family monks!

Before the great-great-grandson went up the mountain, he began to teach and give instructions. Unexpectedly, the result was still a pile of chicken feathers.

"Old Ancestor...my family already has the spiritual land as the foundation of inheritance. Why can't we be included in the family of cultivating immortals in the future?"

Mu Wen still looked unconvinced.

"you……"

The old Taoist Kuchiki was so angry that he wanted to come up and beat him again, but he was still caught by several old farmers: "Wen'er was just confused for a moment. It will be better if you teach him more in the future."

"In the future, is there such a thing as a future?"

The old Taoist Kuchiki was so angry that he kicked over the mahogany table: "Originally, the old Taoist wanted to intercede with fellow Taoist Fang so that you can work in his spiritual field and earn a few more spiritual stones every year, but now it's all over!"

Several old farmers looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

…

"After this falling out, both parties will try to bother me as little as possible, right?"

Fang Xi put her hands on her back, rode the black cloud bag, and flew towards the emerald cliff.

The Qinghe Sword is indeed quite memorable to him. After all, it is the first magical weapon and it cost more than two spiritual stones!

Well, actually that's it...

Today I saw Mo Qingyu coming to provoke me, so I casually used it as a prop to break up with him. I felt it was worth every penny.

'From today onwards, I will draw my sword in anger and break my sword in anger. My reputation as moody and withdrawn will spread throughout Peach Blossom Island. There will be very few people who dare to be friends with me...'

‘Go back and continue farming! ’

Fang Xi returned to Jade Cliff, first checked the growth of the red-blooded spirit seedlings, and then began to measure the geography inch by inch to prepare for the arrangement of the 'Little Cloud and Rain Formation' in the future.

This is also a process of practicing formation.

…

The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with golden light.

Fang Xi held the compass and walked near her courtyard: "The formation has the Gate of Life, the Gate of Death, and the Eye of the Formation... The Eye of the Formation must be placed in your own home. With the aura of the spiritual veins here, you can maintain the formation of small clouds and rain. There shouldn’t be much of a problem with the minimum consumption, and you can also turn on the ‘Spirit Gathering’ effect at that time... If the scope is limited to the training room, it shouldn’t be a big problem to upgrade the spiritual energy in the training room to the first-level low-grade..."

After entering the measured data into the jade slips one by one, Fang Xi immediately decided to start this matter after the autumn harvest.

He was about to go to the lake to catch a fish for dinner, when he suddenly looked up with emotion.

In the sunset, a flower basket fell, and a silver bell rang!

"Meet the island owner!"

Seeing Ruan Xingling arriving, Fang Xi quickly bowed.

"I heard about what happened today..."

Ruan Xingling's face was calm: "I have taken back the Qinghe Sword and can recast it for you..."

Although her approach to governance is based on internal and external checks and balances, she also needs to reconcile conflicts and win over people's hearts on a daily basis.

"Thank you, island master, but I only want to turn swords into plowshares in this life, and I don't want to fight anymore..."

Fang Xi held up her hand and said sincerely: "If the island owner is willing to help me, I really want to trouble the island owner with something."

"explain!"

Ruan Xingling suddenly became interested.

"I'm short of a mobile magic weapon. I just have these materials. Please ask the island owner to take action!"

Fang Xi patted the storage bag, and a pair of huge demon bird wing frames and a large number of feathers emerged.

"This is... the wing bones and feathers of a first-order high-grade demon bird?" Ruan Xingling checked it out, her eyes brightening: "Leave it to me?"

"Exactly!"

Of course, Fang Xi would not hand over the more precious snake dragon material to Ruan Xingling now. After all, the other party was only a first-level mid-level weapon refiner. What if the refinement broke?

Let's test the water with this demon bird material first. Anyway, he has wanted to replace Heiyun Kabuto for a long time.

"Is this also the opportunity you got from Qingzhu Shanfang Market?"

Ruan Xingling collected the materials and looked thoughtful.

"Island owner?"

Fang Xi suddenly raised her head and saw Ruan Xingling saying expressionlessly: "Since you are my guest, I naturally have to investigate. The manpower sent to Qingzhushanfang City a few days ago has returned. Your appearance, background, and background are all quite innocent. After disappearing for two years, his cultivation level has improved greatly, and he probably got a lot of benefits from the destruction of Qingzhu Shanfang City, right?"

‘This woman actually thinks I’m going to rob the market? Am I that kind of person? ’

Fang Xi rolled her eyes in her heart, but a wry smile appeared on her face, as if you only knew the owner of the island.

"We share weal and woe. Although we won't be honest with each other, Xing Ling can still give fellow Taoist a promise - if you don't let me down, I will never let you down!"

Ruan Xingling rode the flower basket and flew into the air, and her last words fell into Fang Xi's ears: "To be honest... I am already a first-level high-grade weapon refiner!"