Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 704
[Chapter 702 He Transforms Everything]
“What are you looking at, little bug?”
“How many times have I told you that things are different now than before, it’s less dangerous to go out less!”
Behind the chubby little boy, a woman in her thirties, wearing a red robe and with a ferocious chest, walked out.
He grabbed Xiao Chong’s ear and cursed at him a few times, glancing at Fang Xi’s hillside from time to time.
When he saw the black flying sword as big as a door panel, his face changed slightly. He grabbed the little bug and went into the house, accompanied by a loud spanking sound.
“Mom, why did you hit me?”
Xiao Chong touched his red butt, his little face full of grievance.
“You have begun to refine your Qi now and are about to become a cultivator. If you don’t watch out, you may not survive…”
The plump and beautiful woman sighed: “Didn’t you see that man’s flying sword? Its color is pure black, like crystal, and it is extremely sharp. I’m afraid it is made of ‘obsidian crystal’. This thing is barely qualified to refine some low-level magic weapons… The one who can refine a spiritual weapon flying sword with obsidian crystal must be a ruthless person among the foundation-building cultivators! Now in the market, except for the Thunder Fire Hall and the Brahma Gang, no one dares to provoke him…”
“Mom, I want to be like him and become a monk that no one dares to mess with!”
Xiao Chong’s eyes lit up.
Bang!
The answer was a stir-fried bamboo shoot with meat. The beautiful woman was so angry that she yelled, “You little brat, you are so young and don’t learn well. Is that the kind of person who licks blood on the edge of a knife something you should learn from?”
“But…we cultivators all have to fight, otherwise we will just be bullied.”
The little bug’s voice was low.
The beautiful woman was startled when she heard this, her eyes turned red, and she hugged Xiao Chong and started crying: “Why is our life so miserable…”
…
Fang Xi withdrew his spiritual sense and felt that this orphan and his widowed mother were indeed a bit pitiful.
He was living well in the Yanhuo Domain, but for some reason he was brought here to open up new land.
It would be fine if it was just land reclamation, but halfway through it it became an isolated island and one had to frequently face life-and-death crises.
This is only true for monks. If it were an ordinary mortal, he would have died or gone crazy long ago…
But now, my own affairs are more important.
He sat cross-legged, silently recalling the magical powers and secret techniques in the Return to Void chapter of “The True and Demonic Art of the Son of Heaven Who Controls All Spirits”.
Although this magic skill may cause endless troubles, it is quite powerful and easy to master.
The secret technique of ‘transforming all things into other things’ that manipulated the energy of heaven and earth to transform into wild beasts was quite practical.
After silently thinking about the secret techniques and magical powers he was about to practice, Fang Xi slapped his storage bag again and took out a few items.
Among them, of course, was the inner elixir of the mixed snake, as well as a stack of “Wanmin Paper” and a writing brush, inkstone, and inkstone…
“The inner core of the Thousand Claws Beast was taken away by its main body. As for the talisman paper? In the Earthly Immortal Realm, there is a stable production of ‘Golden Cicada Relics’, which is probably better than the Ten Thousand People Paper…”
Fang Xi played with the inner elixir for a while, but before he figured out how to refine it, he put it away and started cutting the paper for all people.
Cut it out one by one according to the specifications of talisman paper, and then it can be used to make talismans.
He drank a cup of spiritual tea first, then began to grind the ink calmly, and then picked up the red brush…
early morning.
Fang Xi looked at the burning Wanmin paper in front of him and sighed slightly: “Sure enough, Wanmin paper can’t bear the dragon seal text?”
“Only materials that contain the power of time can carry the dragon seal talisman… This is really extremely rare.”
“This batch of top-grade talisman paper can only be used to make phoenix seal talismans.”
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly frowned.
There was a knock on the door.
He walked over, opened the door, and saw a wealthy monk.
His cultivation was at the initial stage of foundation building, and he habitually scanned the area with his spiritual sense, unable to find any abnormality in this small cave. Instead, he was shocked by Fang Xi’s cultivation at the late stage of foundation building. He bowed and said, “Fellow Taoist, I am the manager of the Tianfan Gang. I would like to teach you that the red-light districts and residential areas in the east of the city are all the territory of our Tianfan Gang…”
“So you’re here to collect protection money?”
Fang Xi laughed in his heart and glared: “So what?”
The manager took a few steps back, his face pale. “I am here just to inform you, please abide by the rules of the Tianfan Gang… As for the rent, we in the Tianfan Gang don’t charge you.”
“I see……”
Fang Xi nodded: “I understand…”
“That’s good.”
The steward took a few steps back, then came to the widow’s door and kicked it hard: “Widow Liang, it’s time to pay this month’s protection fee!”
“Okay, so it’s not rent, but protection money…”
“Is the gang really that bullying? Or is it because they don’t know my background and dare not act rashly?”
Fang Xi leaned against the door frame and watched the manager’s family collect a medium-grade spirit stone as protection money.
What’s interesting is that where the Nascent Soul was recuperating, the manager also found an excuse to chat for a few words and then said goodbye and left.
The cultivation level displayed by that Nascent Soul was around the middle stage of foundation building, and he was also an alchemist!
No wonder they receive preferential treatment.
“You must be good at fighting or have a special skill. Otherwise… why should I tolerate you?”
Fang Xi complained in his heart, set up the iron pot and started cooking the snake soup.
He cut a lot of snake meat from the ‘mixed snake’ and selected the good meat.
At this time, use the method of the spiritual chef, mix various seasonings, add the washed and cut snake meat segments, and simmer over low heat.
After several hours, the soup turned pure white and a rich aroma spread.
Fang Xi picked up the spoon and stirred it, took a sip, and couldn’t help showing a look of satisfaction.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and saw a small figure running out of the wooden house by the river, hiding outside and drooling.
“You are… a bug, right?”
Fang Xi looked at the chubby boy and couldn’t help but asked with a smile: “Where is your mother?”
The widow Liang had a decent appearance, except for her ferocious chest, which left a deep impression on people.
“Gurgle…”
Xiao Chong swallowed his saliva and said involuntarily: “Mom… went out to earn some grain… Uncle, what kind of soup are you making? It smells so good…”
“It’s snake soup… You can’t taste it yet, or you’ll get a nosebleed.”
Fang Xi chuckled and served himself a bowl.
The wild beast meat in the city is processed by alchemists or spiritual chefs to weaken its potency, making it barely edible for low-level cultivators.
But this snake meat is truly nutritious. If this little ghost who has just entered the stage of Qi training eats it, he will probably explode and die immediately!
As for Widow Liang going out to earn spirit stones, Fang Xi could only sigh at human nature.
With a population of about a thousand people in this city, even the meat of one wild beast is enough to eat.
Unfortunately, as far as Fang Xi knew, most of the wild beast meat and spiritual rice were now in the hands of the Tianfan Gang and the Leihuo Hall.
These two families had no intention of providing relief to the disaster victims. Instead, they kept hoarding food, causing the price of food in the market to remain high.
It’s ridiculous!
Ever since the destruction of the Black Rock Market, the wilderness has become extremely dangerous and no one dares to open up wasteland and farm.
For these low-level cultivators, having enough food and clothing have become huge problems.
As time goes by, this problem will only become more and more acute.
By then, I am afraid that all kinds of spiritual stones, magic spells and other supplies will continue to be concentrated on the top leaders of the two gangs.
“It’s a way of exploitation…”
Fang Xi picked up a pair of jade chopsticks and picked up a piece of snake meat.
The meat is pure white in color and has been stewed till it is soft. It tastes fresh, tender and fragrant. With the rich soup, it is even more delicious.
“Well, next time I can make some bacon…”
He finished the snake soup in a few gulps, then scooped another bowl for himself. When he looked up, Xiao Chong was still standing outside the fence, not daring to enter.
Fang Xi was too lazy to care about this little brat. He finished the pot of snake soup and started to stare at the outside world in a daze.
In fact, he was practicing a secret magical power in secret.
‘He transforms everything, he transforms everything…’
He was in a trance, and seemed to have fallen into a deep state of cultivation.
The next day.
Fang Xi started to smoke the snake meat again, and then picked a piece to roast and eat.
During this time, the little bug came again, and seeing that Fang Xi had no intention of treating him, he could only stand outside and drool.
With a squeak.
Another cave in the distance opened, and the seriously injured Nascent Soul cultivator walked out.
He was not Fang Xi’s subordinate before, but Fang Xi had seen him once. He seemed to be a Nascent Soul from Pu Fairy’s team.
I don’t know why, but I returned to this city after that night.
For Nascent Soul cultivators, although the wilderness is dangerous, if they take a gamble, there is still a chance to go to Tianfan City.
Most of the cultivators in the Black Rock Market, if they managed to escape after the formation was broken, would most likely flee to the nearby markets or go directly to Tianfan City.
“Fellow Daoist, why don’t you come over and have a chat?”
Fang Xi invited him with a smile while grilling snake meat.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was stunned and immediately walked over.
He had an old face, and was wearing a linen robe. He smelled of medicine, and had gaunt features. He looked like an ordinary foundation-building alchemist.
“My name is Fang Yuan. I just came here to open a cave recently. I hope you can get close to me in the future…”
Fang Xi said with a smile.
“Zhou Jun, second-level alchemist!”
Zhou Jun answered indifferently. Although his tone was very polite, it contained a sense of distance.
This is normal, as monks will not open their hearts to anyone easily.
“Grandpa Zhou…”
On the contrary, when Xiao Chong saw Zhou Jun, a smile immediately appeared on his face and he pounced over.
“It turned out to be Xiao Chong. You didn’t listen to your mother and sneaked out again… It seems that I shouldn’t have given you the ‘Hidden Formation Talisman’ last time.”
Zhou Jun touched Xiao Chong’s head and sighed.
Every time the widow Liang went out, she would use a formation talisman to guard the wooden house and lock the insects in the house.
The formation talisman can be regarded as a one-time formation, which engraves the power of the formation into the talisman. Although it can only be used once and its power is certainly not as strong as the formation plate and formation flag, it is simple and fast.
In the world of earthly immortals, those first- and second-order formations are often made into formation talismans, and their sales are very good.
But when it comes to the third level, ordinary talisman paper can no longer bear the power of the formation, and the resources consumed in making the formation talisman are not as good as purchasing a set of formation flags and formation plates.
As the name suggests, the ‘Hidden Formation Talisman’ is a talisman that can conceal oneself and enter and exit low-level formations.
Fang Xi glanced at Zhou Jun and felt that this person seemed to attach great importance to this boy.
Although, his spiritual root aptitude is only of the upper grade.
——Even in the world of earthly immortals, heavenly spiritual roots are a very extraordinary qualification and will be fought over by the sects that are striving to achieve godhood.
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However, it is hard to say what Fang Xi’s spiritual aptitude is now.
He once used the technology of the Nine Provinces to upgrade his wood spiritual roots to the earth level, but since the consumption was too huge and the upgrade of heavenly spiritual roots only existed in theory and was not mature in practice, he kept delaying it…
But after cultivating the ‘Eternal Green Body’, Fang Xi realized that his wood spiritual roots were growing slowly again.
After accepting the inheritance of the Earthly Immortal and achieving the return to the void, it won’t matter anymore.
When a Return to the Void cultivator achieves unity in all his actions, the original limitations of his spiritual roots and aptitudes almost disappear.
The practice of earthly immortals is only related to the spiritual realm and has little to do with the original spiritual roots and aptitude.
It can be said that after returning to the void, except for a few kinds of immortal spiritual roots and special immortal bodies in the rumors, the shackles of qualifications on cultivators almost disappear.
Of course, before returning to the void, especially when refining Qi to the Nascent Soul stage, spiritual root aptitude is still an important criterion for selecting outstanding disciples.
Zhou Jun was able to become a Nascent Soul, so his aptitude was either of Earth Grade or Heaven Grade.
It might even be a spirit being with him. Fang Xi looked left and right, but he didn’t think this little bug had any spiritual aura. He could only say… they were attracted to each other!
Fate or affinity is a very wonderful thing.
“No, Grandpa Zhou, this talisman is very useful. Xiao Chong wants to come out and play with it a few more times…”
Xiao Chong said with a look of panic on his face.
“well……”
Zhou Jun sighed.
However, Fang Xi knew that with his Nascent Soul consciousness, Zhou Jun could completely ensure that nothing would happen to the little bug nearby, so he was just teasing a child.
Moreover, he couldn’t recognize himself at all.
Although this person had seen Captain Fang Xi, his appearance had been disguised and was no longer the same as before.
When Zhou Jun and Xiao Chong finished playing, Xiao Chong reluctantly returned to the house.
Zhou Jun said meaningfully: “It’s not easy for Fellow Daoist Liang and his family…”
“Oh? I just moved here recently and don’t know much about my neighbors. I’d like to hear more about them.” Fang Xi showed an interested look.
Zhou Jun sighed: “The low-level cultivators who were relocated to fill the border wasteland either committed serious mistakes and were sentenced to ‘exile’, or they were simply caught in the crossfire and their sects and families were destroyed. In order to prevent the enemy from killing them all, they had to ‘voluntarily’ sign up to reclaim the wasteland…”
For monks, once an enemy becomes hostile, they must be eradicated.
Fortunately, there are still some rules in the world of earthly immortals. For example, as long as one is willing to reclaim wasteland, the original enemy cannot stop or hunt him down.
This order came from the top of the human race, and ordinary sects dared not disobey it.
not to mention……
Low-level cultivators simply do not have the ability to cross a domain, and do not have to worry about coming back to seek revenge.
Even if there are gifted cultivators among the descendants of the remnants, that will be hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years later… It is the most difficult to improve the realm of a cultivator. Even if you are a peerless genius, you must take one step at a time and cannot slack off in the slightest.
For the human leaders, just by issuing a decree, they can obtain a steady supply of cannon fodder to fill the borders and open up wasteland, which is the best of both worlds.
As for the life and death of these cannon fodder, they don’t care too much.
After all, most monks are very independent, and those who can survive are the pioneering monks that the human race’s top leaders really want.
“Alas… Fellow Daoist Liang and his wife were originally disciples of a small sect in the Yanhuo Region. Unfortunately, the sect went to war with a hostile force, and her husband died in the war. In order to survive, they had to accept the task of reclaiming wasteland and became pioneer cultivators. Unexpectedly, they encountered something like this again…”
Zhou Jun sighed: “We can only struggle in this Tianfan Realm for our entire lives. Even if we pass it down from father to son and from son to grandson, it will be difficult for us to return to the human territory in the end…”
There was an endless sense of sadness in this person’s words.
“Ah… maybe those high-ranking officials of the Tianfan Army are opening up a super teleportation array, and support will arrive soon…”
Fang Xi had to say something to comfort her.
“Hey……”
Zhou Jun sneered a few times and said, “The high-level members of the Tianfan Army? The time perception of high-level cultivators is different from ours… For the Return to Void or even Fusion cultivators, dozens or hundreds of years are just a blink of an eye, but for mortals or even low-level cultivators, this may be their entire life! By the time those big shots remember us, I might have become a grandfather…”
The human race is a race with incredible vitality.
Not to mention the monks!
Fang Xi believed that even without the influence of external forces, thousands of years later, there should still be human beings living tenaciously on this wild land!
It is hard to say whether they will degenerate into savages who eat raw meat and drink blood, or turn this place into another paradise for human beings.
…
“This person… seems to be testing me, and also giving me a warning?”
Looking at Zhou Jun’s leaving back, Fang Xi sneered and went straight back to the cave.
After closing the cave door, a restriction immediately appeared.
With his attainments in formation, even if he just casually arranged it, it would be enough to resist the prying eyes of Nascent Soul or even Divine Transformation cultivators.
In the minds of these cultivators, this cave is just an ordinary cave for foundation-building cultivators, and there is nothing suspicious about it.
“The situation is unclear right now, so there’s not much harm in waiting… But…”
Fang Xi took off a spirit beast bag from his waist and threw it casually.
A circle of green light emerged, like a gate of light.
From the light gate, a girl in green feathered clothes floated out. There was a feather decoration on her forehead. She looked at Fang Xi with a hint of resentment: “Master finally remembered Xiaoqing…”
As a fifth-level divine demon cultivator, Xiaoqing’s strength is no less than that of the divine captains of the Tianfan Army.
It’s a pity that the enemies Fang Xi faced were either too weak and did not need Xiaoqing to siege them, or too strong. No matter whether they were ancient wild beasts or great calamities, this mere fifth-rank Qingluan could not help much.
Therefore, he had been kept in Fang Xi’s spirit beast bag in an awkward manner.
Compared to the Shanhaizhu Cave Mansion in the past, no matter how good the spirit beast bag is, it is definitely far inferior. The resentment on Xiaoqing’s face inexplicably made Fang Xi feel a little guilty, as if he had done something to abandon her.
Fortunately, he was very thick-skinned, and this strange feeling only lasted for a moment, and he immediately ignored it.
He took out a letter that had been written long ago and handed it to Xiaoqing: “Go here and contact Fairy Yunxi and Liuxu. It would be best if you could get a reply and bring it back!”
As a fifth-level blue phoenix, Xiaoqing’s strength is not bad. At least if she is careful, she can travel in the wild.
She had already known the two girls for a long time, and there was no problem with their trust.
A perfect candidate for a messenger!
“Hehe… the bluebird delivering letters… this is somewhat similar to the stories of talented scholars and beautiful women in the human world’s vernacular novels…”
Xiaoqing took the letter and jumped out of the cave.
Seeing this, Fang Xi immediately warned: “Be careful, and remember to hide your breath and escape light… I don’t want anyone to find out that I live here, and I don’t want anyone to find out that I’m abnormal.”
Xiaoqing pouted, but still obediently made a hand gesture.
Silver phoenix characters appeared and wrapped around her body.
The silver light suddenly became brighter, enveloping it completely.
Then, his figure disappeared into the void and could no longer be found.
“Yes, since he was promoted to the fifth level and I taught him the Phoenix Seal Script, Xiaoqing’s understanding of the Void has really improved by leaps and bounds…”
When Fang Xi saw this scene, he couldn’t help but nodded secretly.
Xiao Qing’s true form is the Blue Fire Luan, with a strong bloodline of the True Spirit Blue Luan!
Although it is not as good as the Little Black Turtle, the Blue Luan bloodline is good at manipulating the power of the void, and it complements the Phoenix Seal Script.
His progress is rapid now, but it is still far from what I could do when I meditate on the Treasure Mirror of the Heavens every day.
After finishing these little things, Fang Xi came to the weapon refining room.
A flash of light appeared in his hand, and various materials from the mixed snake appeared.
“Grim…”
As a spell was cast, a thin layer of grayish-white mist emerged from above a piece of the sharp-white fangs.
And in the mist, there were faces twisting and screaming…
“This energy seems to be able to be integrated into the Xuanming Flag and increase the power of the poisonous dragon mist… but this is only the lowest method.”
Fang Xi fell into deep thought.
After reaching the stage of returning to the void through the magic art of transformation, one can practice the secret art of ‘transforming all things into something else’, which has a very varied flavor.
Now he has obtained all the essence, blood, bones, and inner elixir of this wild beast… and knows it very well.
When I cast the spell next time, I might be able to create a brand new ‘Mixed Snake’!
In fact, the ultimate goal of the secret art of “transforming all things” is not to manipulate the vital energy of heaven and earth to transform into shapes.
Instead, it is based on the ‘Vanity
of Gods and Demons’, which can not only simulate various demon bodies, but also simulate all things in the world. From now on, no magical power can restrain it! For example, when encountering an enemy using water magic, it can transform into a water beast.
When facing an enemy that is afraid of toxins, he can transform into a ‘mixed-burning snake’!
With the cultivation of returning to the void, imitating the mixed-burning snake should be able to push the power of this beast to the sixth level, reaching the level of the original ancient wild beast!
This is the real horror of the secret art of ‘transforming everything’!
Of course, Fang Xi’s current practice in this secret art can only be said to be just getting started.
Being able to transform into various tangible and intangible wild beasts with the essence of heaven and earth is already the limit.
If we simulate the mixed snake at this time, the maximum we can reach is the original fifth level.
It is very difficult to directly transform into a sixth-level ancient beast.
This not only requires practicing the secret technique to a high level, but also requires an extremely deep understanding of the simulated species.
“He is free and can transform everything! It turns out that he has a supreme magical power of disguise and concealment…”
Fang Xi thought of Zhou Jun and Xiao Chong, whom he met today, and his posture suddenly changed.
The next moment, he turned into Zhou Jun, with no difference in blood or mana…
(End of this chapter)
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