Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 961

[Chapter 959: Responding to the Disaster]

The stars have turned.

In the blink of an eye, March has passed.

Shu land, Fangfu.

Fang Xi’s face was shining brightly, and it was obvious that he had gained a lot of benefits.

Over the past ninety days, he has been concentrating on studying the introductory chapter of the “Di Yuan Golden Book”. He does not eat meat, vegetables or grains every day, and only asks Yan Jia to find Polygonatum sibiricum, ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum to fill his stomach. After more than ninety days, he feels that his body is extremely strong and clean, as if all the makeup has been washed away, and he has been refined to a nearly perfect level.

“According to this progress, in just seven days, I will be able to complete the Hundred-Day Foundation Building, absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth, and refine it into ‘Earth Que Yuan Zhen’…”

Although Fang Xi knew this, there was not much joy on his face.

“The web of cause and effect in this world is extremely tight…”

“Even Xin Hongyun sacrificed ten lifetimes of good deeds to obtain the inheritance of Master Ziyun… These inheritances and treasures all have cause and effect. If you take them, you will inevitably be affected. You will have to pay them back in the future. If you don’t, you will face a calamity!”

“I have been having more and more impulses these days. It is obvious that the external calamity is coming, and it will arrive before the 100-day foundation building is completed!”

“If you don’t cultivate your magical power, it will be difficult to figure out the specific cause of the external disaster, such as who the specific enemy is, what methods they use, etc. This will make it impossible to resolve it in advance.”

Fang Xi chose to build his foundation using the methods in the “Di Yuan Golden Book”, mainly because he wanted to lay a solid foundation.

He was also betting that he could successfully cultivate magical powers before the disaster struck, and then calculate the causes and consequences and solve them one by one.

People in the Xuanmen sect like to resolve disasters before they happen, or they specially offer sacrifices to refine corresponding magic weapons and elixirs… No matter how terrible the disaster is, it can actually be calm and pass through it calmly.

This is also a very high achievement.

But at this moment, this method was obviously useless.

Apart from this, when disaster strikes, one can overcome it with force, as is the case with some highly powerful monks and demons from unconventional sects.

“The point is, I don’t have any magical power…”

“If I want to break the calamity with my sword, I’m afraid I must take action and send out my incarnation who has cultivated well…”

This is actually very simple. After all, now that his clones are in physical and mental communication, as long as he has a thought, strong reinforcements will arrive!

What’s more crucial is that there is the Treasure Mirror of the Heavens that conceals the secrets of heaven, and no one can figure it out. It is definitely the best material for a hidden hand!

“However, if you do too much for me, you will definitely leave traces… Even if you don’t use the method of calculation, you can still find clues of me by using the same reasoning as a mortal detective… Then it will be troublesome.”

Fang Xi shook his head: “Of course, there shouldn’t be many problems in the first few times, but using it on this small disaster is too much… Let’s save it for later use.”

If you want to avoid being discovered, there must be a limit on the number of times you can make this kind of move.

Otherwise, if his flaws were discovered, and even attracted the attention of the heavens and beings above the Dao Lord, even the ‘Treasure Mirror of the Heavens’ might not be safe.

Using it on a mere external calamity of entering the Dao is really an overkill.

It would be better to kill the immortal spirit instead!

“This can be used as a last resort.”

“Besides that, we are actively welcoming the disaster…but we don’t know where the disaster will come from?”

Fang Xi thought about it and decided that if his current misfortune was an external one, there must be a reason for it.

It was probably due to some karma from the past, or someone in the martial arts world wanted to make things difficult for him. After all, since Shu Zhongyijian came to power, he had offended many people.

Or maybe the Lao Ya Temple wants to retrieve the Taoist books and treasures of their master, or maybe the Shushan Sect discovers that they secretly memorized the “Di Yuan Golden Book”…

“If it is a calamity from the martial arts world, it is not so bad. But if it is a cultivator, it will be a bit troublesome…”

He came to the back garden and stretched his hands freely.

Between stillness and movement, there is an overwhelming force.

At this moment, he was practicing martial arts to the fullest, and with a clear whistle, a long sword appeared in his hand and he performed the Thirteen Flowing Cloud Swords.

There was a person standing outside the field, and it was Yan Jia.

But at this moment, looking at Fang Xi’s swordsmanship, he felt that every move was like a stroke of genius from the sky, which was so dazzling that he broke out in a cold sweat.

If Fang Xi wanted to deal with him, it would probably only take one strike of the sword: “Young Master’s martial arts have made great progress, and now he has reached a realm that is unfathomable…”

“What’s going on? Did something happen outside the mansion?”

Suddenly, the sword lights that were like fireworks in the sky disappeared, and Fang Xi stood there with the sword in his hand, asking calmly.

“That’s right… It’s rumored that Yan Tie, the master of the Poison Hand Scholar, has broken through the highest realm of martial arts and his power has greatly increased. It seems that he wants to cause trouble for you because of the Poison Hand Scholar…”

Yan Jia bowed and said.

“Poisonous Hand Scholar?”

Fang Xi sneered, “I remember that Yan Tie was an evil master, famous for his ‘poisonous iron hands’, and known for his cold heart. How could such a rumor come about? It seems that someone is taking the opportunity to cause trouble for me? Has anything big happened in the martial arts world recently?”

“Young Master, you have a brilliant plan. According to the intelligence obtained by the spies, Grandmaster Gong of the Six Star Sect in Shu and a dozen veteran heroes jointly proposed to hold a Shu martial arts conference to nominate a young and strong leader to deal with the Evil King…”

Yan Jia bowed and said.

“In the martial arts world, Taoism is fading away and evil is growing…” Fang Xi sighed.

The martial arts world in Shu is not peaceful at all nowadays. A demonic force has risen up, and its leader is known as the ‘Evil Lord’. His martial arts are unfathomable. He has already annihilated several martial arts sects and dominated the world for a while.

The Liuxing Sect is well-known in Shu for its gunpowder and hidden weapons, and has always been the leader of the Shu martial arts world.

In order to deal with the evil forces, it seems natural to hold a martial arts conference.

Such conferences have always been accompanied by hidden swordplay, intrigue and deception.

“Maybe the Six Star Sect or some other sect is planning to launch a young hero to be the leader of the martial arts world… and I just happened to be in their way?”

Fang Xi never hesitated to assume the worst of his enemies: “So you sent Yan Tie to get rid of me first, or at least injure me first?”

Although he might not be afraid of a mere Yan Tie, if his efforts in building the foundation for a hundred days were disturbed by the other party, it would be a loss.

By then, even if you kill the other party a thousand times, it will not be enough to make up for it.

“How about… hiding for seven days and making plans after I have mastered my magic power? Anyway, I still have a few safe houses in Shangyong Mansion…”

Fang Xi’s eyes gleamed, and then he shook his head again: “That doesn’t make sense… Maybe Yan Tie is not my fate, but because I retreated, I ran into a real death calamity… The entanglement of cause and effect has always been so troublesome.”

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“It seems that we should still remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances. If the disaster is really irreversible, the worst that can happen is to break it with force!”

…

In a trance, seven days passed by in a flash.

In the quiet room, Fang Xi’s face showed no sadness or joy. After swallowing a ginseng pill, he began to practice silently.

It was now the final moment of the hundred-day foundation-building. The vital energy he had accumulated over the past hundred days was constantly being tempered in the furnace, condensing into a flawless Taoist foundation, in order to refine his true energy and magic power.

Lines of illusory golden threads appeared all over his body, carrying the heaviness of the earth, as if he was covered with a layer of golden clothes.

outside world.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and crows are crying at night.

A tall figure, performing light Kung Fu moves across the roof, making no sound at all, like a giant bat.

He was tall, like a bamboo pole, with a high nose bridge and mean cheeks. Under the moonlight, his palms emitted a metallic luster, with twisted lines like earthworms on them.

This person is none other than Yan Tie, the ‘Poisonous Iron Hand’!
When he was young, he once saved a strange man by chance.

The strange man was a swordsman from a side sect. Seeing that Yan Tie had no talent for cultivation, he gave him a secret book called “Poisonous Iron Hands” as a way of repaying him for saving his life.

This “Poisonous Iron Hands” carries some unconventional weapon-refining ideas, emphasizing the use of various herbs, and even gold and iron poisons, to repeatedly temper a pair of flesh palms, making the palms invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. As long as one achieves some success, one can make a name for oneself in the martial arts world.

Yan Tie practiced this skill for more than ten years. At first, he traveled around the world with success. He even took in a group of disciples to help him.

Later, he met the “Jiangnan Hero” Xin Guihe. After fighting for about 200 rounds, he lost a small move and was defeated by the opponent’s “Great Zhoutian Yiqi Shenzhang”. He then retired from the world and returned to Shu to live in seclusion.

However, this man became more ruthless as he aged, and while living in seclusion, he not only recovered from his injuries, but also cultivated his Poisonous Iron Hands to perfection. His pair of flesh palms were comparable to the sharpest weapons in the world, and were also tempered with the Miao poison, making them extremely ferocious.

After mastering his magical power, he originally planned to come out directly and cause trouble for the Jiangnan hero.

Unexpectedly, he was told that the daughter of a Jiangnan hero was lingering in Shuzhong Yijian’s mansion, and asked him to kill Shuzhong Yijian and gave him a thousand taels of gold, ten beauties, three buckets of pearls, and eight pieces of jade…

Yan Tie naturally agreed happily and came to Fang Mansion.

With his robes fluttering, he had already entered the Fang Mansion and saw groups of gangsters who were acting in openly and violent ways.

“Who?”

A gang member shouted, and a group of people moved aside, revealing the archers in the rear.

Puff!

The bow is like thunder and the string is shocked!

Fang Xi would naturally not be polite when facing the enemy. He had already secretly transferred his men to turn his lair into an iron wall.

When Yan Tie saw this scene, he smiled coldly: “What a trifle!”

A circle of Qi emanated from his body, like a hedgehog. Any strong bow or crossbow that came within a foot of his body would break instantly!
“Innate Qi? One foot of invincibility?!”

Behind the archers, there were two rows of sword and shield soldiers. Yan Jia stood in the middle, looking at Yan Tie’s palm with a solemn expression on his face: “Are you Yan Tie?”

“Yes, you will all die here today.”

Yan Tie had a ferocious look on his face, and suddenly his figure flashed.

As soon as the sound of metal clashing was heard, the two rows of sword and shield fighters screamed in agony. Countless long swords and shields flew into the air, with clear hand prints on them.

In a flash, Yan Tie’s tall figure stood in front of Yan Jia with a hideous smile on his face.

Yan Jia roared angrily, but before he could unleash his strength in a punch, he was slapped away by Yan Tie.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and with bloodshot eyes he saw Yan Tie break into the quiet room he was guarding behind him!
(End of this chapter)