Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 218

[Chapter 217 The Storm is Coming (asking for monthly tickets)]

Half a month later.

“Take care, friend Yan Dao. We will keep in touch through letters in the future!”

Fang Xi sent Yan Changkong away with a smile on his face.

This person stayed on Dragon Fish Island for a few days, during which time he discussed Taoism with Fang Xi.

result……

Fang Xi discovered that this person’s cultivation and knowledge were average, and even the quality of the technique he practiced was similar to his own ‘Qingmu Changsheng Gong’.

In other words, even if I was at the initial stage of foundation building, I could easily beat the opponent…

‘Alas… it seems that not every disciple can practice the Jindan Sect’s sect-defining skills…’

“With my current strength, it’s probably enough for me to become a law enforcement elder in Xuantian Sect…”

After discussing his cultivation experience, Fang Xi took out the second-level talismans he had drawn and sold a few to the man, even offering them at a lower price on purpose, in order to open up sales and build connections at the same time.

Yan Changkong naturally agreed that the two sides would have more exchanges after returning to the sect. After all, the second-level talisman and Xiaoqinglong Soup were both quite good.

In this way, Fang Xi has an unreliable relationship in Xuantian Sect.

However, relationships have to be maintained, and he has no intention of plotting anything against the Xuantian Sect, he just wants to grasp the general trends.

Because they are all random pieces of cloth, it looks very Buddhist.

However, Yan Hongxiu looked at the place where Yan Changkong’s escape light dissipated, her eyes full of worry.

She suddenly felt that they had been separated for too long, and Yan Changkong was no longer the snotty little kid who liked to play with her as an older sister when he was little.

The other party has his own circle, friends, teachers…

“Perhaps… it was a wrong decision for Grandfather to send Little Seventeen and Little Nineteen to Xuantian Sect…”

Thinking of the dead Xiao Shiqi and the other clansmen who were in the middle stage of Qi Refining, Yan Hongxiu couldn’t help but feel even more depressed.

Fang Xi felt good about Yan Changkong: “This person… is a person who is devoted to the Tao.”

He turned around and glanced at Yan Hongxiu: “What are you still standing there for? Go to work! “

“yes!”

Yan Hongxiu agreed sullenly and went back to Changqing Pavilion.

…

Five days later.

“Sister Hongxiu, your letter!”

Xiahou Ying took a jade slip and handed it to Yan Hongxiu.

“Is it from Lingkong Island?”

Yan Hongxiu took the jade slip, tore open the talisman that kept it secret, and stuck it on her forehead.

Then, her eyes turned red and she almost cried.

“What’s going on?”

Xiahou Ying hurried forward to comfort him, still complaining in her heart: “Even if there is a foundation-building master in the family, isn’t it known a long time ago? Why are you crying with joy…”

Thinking of this, she felt depressed.

I had tried every possible means to please the young master and finally got a promise to train the children of the top three families. But it turned out that the Xiahou family really had no talents, and the same was true for the Taishu and other two families.

Even for immortal cultivators, middle and lower grade spiritual roots are the majority, while high grade spiritual roots are relatively rare.

She discussed it with her cousin Xiahou Zun and neither of them wanted to waste their chance on low- to medium-grade spiritual roots. Instead, they planned to save them for future geniuses in the family.

“I…I…”

Yan Hongxiu was so angry that she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

“Young Master!”

Xiahou Ying’s slightly sharp voice broke the tranquility of Changqing Pavilion.

Fortunately, Fang Xi was not in seclusion. He rushed over immediately when he found something wrong and injected a stream of magic power into Hong Xiu’s body: “It’s okay, I was just a little angry and my magic power went astray…”

“I said…it was definitely not me…”

Xia Houying was so frightened that she became incoherent.

Fang Xi was speechless, and when he saw the jade slip beside Yan Hongxiu’s hand, he scanned it with his spiritual sense and knew the reason.

This time, Yan Changkong returned to Lingkong Island and stayed there for less than three days!

After paying homage to his parents’ graves, he did not deal with the major forces on behalf of the Yan family, nor did he hold any foundation-building ceremony. He just dropped a bag of spirit stones and returned to Xuantian Sect.

Well, this person’s parents also died in the chaos on the night when the ancestor of the Yan family died. Now, he has very little affection for the only remaining members of the Yan family on Lingkong Island. It would be better for him to be close to Yan Hongxiu!

Because of this, Yan Family Patriarch Yan Laoqi was so depressed that he vomited blood and then became bedridden…

Although this person was a great master in the late stage of Qi Refining, he also suffered serious injuries while helping Yan Changkong to take on the mission. Not only did he suffer a great loss of vitality, but he also developed a chronic illness.

Nowadays, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment… I fell ill and never got up.

“Young Master…”

After a while, Yan Hongxiu woke up slightly, with a miserable expression: “Did Hongxiu do something wrong?”

“You did nothing wrong. It’s just that pinning your hopes on others is a very stupid and helpless thing to do…”

Fang Xi stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: “It is better to put your hopes on yourself than on anyone else!”

“Own?”

Yan Hongxiu looked a little confused.

“Although your aptitude is average, you have the second-grade superior spiritual energy of Dragon Fish Island… your cultivation progress is not slow, and with my help, you are now at the seventh level of Qi Refining. You can be considered a master in Wandao Lake and compete for the position of the island master of the first-grade spiritual island!”

Fang Xi said calmly: “If you continue to practice diligently, you will be able to advance to the tenth level of Qi Refining in the future… You will be able to dominate Wandao Lake and protect Lingkong Island…”

After all, he and Ruan Xingling would not attack the Yan family for no reason.

“Yeah… I did something wrong… wuwuwu…”

Yan Hongxiu thought about the sacrifices her family had made over the years, her youngest sister who had been used as a cauldron for others, and the many mid-stage Qi Refining masters who had died, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Fang Xi did not try to persuade him any further. He just walked out of Changqing Pavilion and then sighed.

Everyone in the Yan family really thought too well.

Perhaps, it was because we were too eager for quick success in the early stage and wanted to restore the reputation of the Foundation Establishment Family as soon as possible, so we neglected many things.

No one can be blamed for the current result.

“I should take this as a warning. I should not be impatient in the future. I should not rush for success at any cost…”

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Time flies like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, several years passed.

Inside the practice room.

Fang Xi was surrounded by a green halo and suddenly opened his eyes:

“I am one hundred and twenty years old. There are one hundred and five drops of liquid mana in my Dantian Qi Sea, which is not even the minimum requirement for breaking through to the late stage of foundation building… But my life span has increased by one hundred years. Now I can live to be six hundred years old, and it will be no problem for me to outlast an ordinary Jindan ancestor…”

“If I hadn’t wanted to cultivate the Qinghe Sword, my magic power would have improved even faster… But, now the Qinghe Sword is considered a legitimate magic weapon, right?”

“But… although it is more powerful, it takes more mana to activate it.”

Fang Xi opened the door, walked out of the practice room, and came to the top of Changqing Pavilion, quietly watching the tides rise and fall, the flowers bloom and fall…

From the outside, the color of the Xuanmu Array seemed to become a little deeper.

“Well… the Demon Tree Demon Realm has become more mature. Today’s ‘Nine Nether Mysterious Wood Formation’ is already a true third-level formation… My formation skills have also reached the third level, right?”

The demon tree has very little demand for spiritual energy. Even if it is above the second-level spiritual vein, it feels like a mouse falling into a rice warehouse.

With this as the core, the ‘Nine Nether Mysterious Wood Formation’ arranged by Fang Xi requires very little spiritual energy. If there are not enough spiritual stones, it can be maintained by devouring the flesh and blood of the enemy or its own people…

“My Lord, the Island Master…”

A beautiful figure appeared outside the door and bowed: “Two letters have arrived from Xuantian Sect!”

“Is it Hongyu? Come in!”

Fang Xi smiled.

Twenty years have passed since his 100th birthday.

More than ten years of cold and hot seasons were enough for the little girl to grow into a young lady with almond eyes and rosy cheeks.

Zhong Hongyu walked in slowly, bowed to Fang Xi first, and then handed him two jade slips.

Fang Xi did not check the letter immediately. Instead, he glanced at Zhong Hongyu’s cultivation level: “Not bad… the sixth level of Qi Refining.”

“Yes, I just broke through the bottleneck not long ago.”

Zhong Hongyu replied that if she had a true five-element spiritual root and was not hindered by the practice, and practiced with all her heart on the second-level spiritual vein, she might be able to break through to the late stage of Qi Refining at this time!
“Yes, the ‘Flashing Technique’ I taught you is a very sharp spell for both saving lives and killing enemies. You need to practice it well!”

Fang Xi gave an instruction and picked up a jade slip.

This jade slip came from Zhan Tu, a man who is now in his early twenties. He has been practicing diligently since he joined the Xuantian Sect. Because of his good spiritual roots, he was noticed by an alchemy elder, who took him in as a disciple and cultivated him carefully. After practicing hard on the third-level spiritual veins for fifteen years, he actually reached the eighth level of Qi Refining.

In addition to thanking Fang Xi for his continued support, this letter also contains a subtle request for help.

When it comes to the late stage of Qi Refining, the sect disciples basically have to start considering the matter of building their foundation.

Even though his master is an elder of the Alchemy Hall, he still has to risk his life to help his disciple build his foundation.

But Zhan Tu has many masters and disciples, as well as direct descendants by blood, so it is impossible for them to help him with all their strength.

In terms of situation, this person is even worse than Yan Changkong was back then.

After all, his family members are all mortals and cannot provide any help.

At the end of the letter, Zhan Tu asked Fang Xi to take care of his parents as usual and also mentioned some small things.

But Fang Xi felt something was not right.

“The prices of talismans and magic tools have fluctuated… war supplies… could it be that a war is about to break out?”

He did not ponder for long, but picked up the second jade slip.

This jade slip came from Yan Changkong.

After establishing his foundation, this cultivator from Xuantian Sect sought a post to garrison a market town.

Although he was entangled in worldly affairs and unable to cultivate in the sect’s third-level spiritual vein, he accumulated good deeds quickly.

Moreover, he often traded with Fang Xi, purchasing second-level talismans, elixirs, and even small green dragons to sell at a higher price in the market, which was also an unexpected fortune.

The letter was sent over at this time, so it must be about something important.

Fang Xi’s consciousness sank into it, and he saw several lines of text. His face changed slightly: “Master Bai Feng from Bai Ze Immortal City went to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range to hunt down the demon king but failed, and was instead seriously injured… It is said that his life span was greatly reduced, and he is about to die?”

In the entire Three Kingdoms area, there are only four great Jindan fighters.

The physical condition of Baifeng Zhenren will not only have a profound impact on Baifeng Xiancheng, but also on the other three kingdoms!
“More than thirty years, half a century…”

Fang Xi stood up and looked at the scenery outside the window, feeling inexplicably melancholy: “Is the peace of Dragon Fish Island that has lasted for more than 30 years finally going to be broken?”

(End of this chapter)