Chapter 111 Rumors (Congratulations to Bai Yin)
After a few days.
Lu Guo returned to Emerald Cliff and brought back two spirit animal bags for Fang Xi.
One of them was actually more of a water attribute, probably knowing that Fang Xi had raised a spirit fish.
Fang Xi couldn't help but take a high look at this cleverness.
As long as this Lu Guo can do things and do good things... Occasionally getting a little oily in the process is understandable.
He just turned a blind eye to the little family property hidden by the other party.
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Half a month later.
Fang Xi sat under the peach blossom tree, holding a peach tree branch in her hand.
His hair was black, tied into a bun, and a mahogany hairpin was casually passed through. He was dressed in white, and he was carving the tree trunk in his hand with concentration.
Peeling, drying, engraving into patterns...
After all the processes are completed, the mahogany branch has become a flagpole for the formation flag.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Xi took out the flag woven with spiritual silk, refined the two into one, and injected mana.
Buzz!
Above the array flag, one after another array pattern lights up, forming a restraint, without the slightest blockage or malfunction.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xi couldn't help but smile, knowing that the flag was made.
The next moment, he slapped the storage bag, and two other identical formation flags emerged, as well as a small Eight Diagrams formation plate inlaid with spirit stones.
"Little Lost Array, get up!"
He flew out three array flags, spread them all over the pond, and punched one after another into the array.
In an instant, streaks of fog emerged, covering the area of the pond.
All kinds of brilliance flickered one after another, and then the original pond location has become ordinary walls and blue bricks and slabs. It seems that the entire pond has disappeared without a trace.
Through the array disk, you can also see the bottom of the pond, which seems to be a big herring with a confused face...
Small Mistracking Formation—Barely able to enter the first-level low-grade formation. It only has the ability to hide and trace. No matter the range or power, it is far behind the Xiaoyunyu Formation.
Basically those immortal cultivators in the world, specially used to block the use of mortals!
But it is of great significance, it is Fang Xi's first formation weapon!
The more he studied the formation, the more Fang Xi felt that it was infinitely mysterious. I am afraid that a monk might not be able to learn it even after exhausting his life's efforts.
The array is like this, and the pill symbol is also similar.
Therefore, he only worked **** one alchemy technique as a minor.
And the results are quite gratifying.
Since you can use your spiritual sense to probe into the alchemy furnace and observe the changes in the properties of the medicine on the spot, it is much more convenient than ordinary alchemists in the alchemy period. Fang Xi's practice in alchemy can be said to be rapid, and he has already begun to try to refine the first-level low-grade The detoxification and healing pills are by no means a rookie who only knew how to refine Bigu pills before.
The result of this is the rapid consumption of various materials.
Even though Fang Xi had been prepared, she still felt that the warehouse was bottoming out...
"Perhaps... I should start alchemy to make money after I have a small success in alchemy?"
Fang Xi habitually hides a formation in one hand.
Besides, alchemy only needs others to bring the materials, and if the formation is not done well, it needs to be arranged and debugged... It is completely inconsistent with his principles.
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"Master!"
A few days later, the widow Wang came to the door with an unhappy expression.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, why are you so angry?"
Fang Xi smiled, as if the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy.
"It's not just those old women who slandered the master one by one and said bad things about the master... I couldn't get angry, so I cursed back!"
Widow Wang is actually quite aggressive, otherwise she would not be able to take her children to the outer islands as a tenant farmer.
"Oh? What did they say about me?"
Fang Xi became interested.
"Those whores, say... that the master is ungrateful and only cares about his own one-acre three-point old tortoise..."
"Also, it is said that the master has already been seriously injured, and the injury will aggravate if he does it, so he dare not do it with anyone..."
Widow Wang recounted the rumors one by one.
Fang Xi found it very interesting to hear it.
Seeing that he really didn't mind, the widow Wang felt that the master was really patient.
"My personal honor or disgrace is just a trivial matter. The key to Peach Blossom Island is still on the island owner... How about the previous decision?"
Fang Xi asked the key point.
"It's already been decided. Two months later, the island owner will personally take action to invite the Gold Tooth Boss!"
Widow Wang was full of worry: "The bet is the three stores in Lingkong Island Fang City. It's not about winning or losing, but betting that the owner of the island can resist the gold-toothed monster for more than a stick of incense. If he loses, the three stores will The contract is naturally handed over, if you win, Gold Tooth will never ask about the three shops again, and you will have to pay a sum of spirit stones!"
"A contract to fight?"
Fang Xi murmured.
Ruan Xingling's spiritual root aptitude is much better than his previous one, and it is a top-grade spiritual root aptitude. Now that ten years have passed, he has at least reached the ninth level of Qi refining!
With the peak of the late stage of qi refining, the possibility of facing the monks of Dzogchen qi refining and supporting a stick of incense is between two possibilities.
However, Fang Xi believed that since Ruan Xingling dared to propose a bet, she was sure of it.
And it's normal for Gold Tooth to agree.
This is a proof of strength!
If Ruan Xingling can hold him for a long time, then if a large number of monks fight, the disciples of Golden Tooth Island will surely suffer heavy casualties!
Not to mention, with the help of the formation on Peach Blossom Island, the gold-toothed monster will definitely not be able to take down Ruan Xingling, so he can only take a step back!
Therefore, a mutual compromise gambling is the most suitable solution.
'The world of cultivating immortals is not all fighting and killing. When the strength is about the same, the world is very important...'
Fang Xi asked Widow Wang to step down thoughtfully.
Go back to the training room by yourself and start practicing the 'Changchun Jue' technique.
Since refining the 'Qingmu Spiritual Body', Fang Xi's cultivation speed has increased several times compared to before, and the smooth and silky increase in mana power is simply unstoppable!
According to Fang Xi's estimation, with the help of the first-level spiritual veins, even if he doesn't swallow any pills, he is sure to be promoted to one level in five years, and to the ninth level of Qi refining within ten years!
The continuation and breakthrough of mana in the late stage of Qi refining is much more difficult than that in the middle stage of Qi refining.
To be able to reach one level in five years is the speed of top-grade spiritual root aptitude!
Like Ruan Xingling!
Back then, she was at the seventh level of Qi refining, but now ten years later, she is at around the ninth level of Qi refining!
Fang Xi estimates that if he is still a low-grade spiritual root, he will need at least ten years of hard work in units of hard work if he is still a low-grade spiritual root, and the breakthrough of the small bottleneck is not included!
"Even if ten years later, I am only forty-three years old, I will be at the ninth level of qi refining. After another ten years, I will be able to achieve great perfection in qi refining. At the age of 53, I will start preparing for foundation building... This is already considered the pride of the qi refining family. standards."
As for the disciples of the Jindan Sect?
The kind of disciples who enjoy the third-order spiritual veins, have the teacher's advice, and the supply of elixir, and their own spiritual root aptitude is quite superior. There are also many people who have completed Qi refining at the age of 20 or 30, and then try to break through the foundation.
Fang Xi disdains to compare with them!
Okay... Actually, it's really not comparable...
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Time flies.
Two months passed quickly.
This day was the time when Ruan Xingling made an appointment to fight the Gold Tooth monster.
Lu got up early in the morning, and wanted to go to the agreed fighting location—a barren reef to wait, but because no one was taking him with him, he didn’t dare to go out.
He has no possessions, not even a flying weapon, so he can only swim when he leaves the island...
"Master!"
Widow Wang brought Xiaohu, dressed quite formally: "The fight is at noon, when do you think it is better to start?"
"Forget it, you guys go, I won't join in the fun."
Fang Xi shook her head.
He is wearing a wide-sleeved gown, his hair is loose, his hands are folded in the big sleeves, and he looks like a wild crane.
"But... this is the battle of the island owner, which is related to Taohua Island... Isn't the master always on good terms with the island owner? Every year around the end of the year, the island owner will come to the master to taste new wine..."
Widow Wang was a little confused.
Could it be that Master Fang was seriously injured, as the outside world said, and dared not leave Peach Blossom Island?
Unfortunately, she didn't dare to ask, so she could only take Lu Guo and Wang Xiaohu to drive a leaf spirit boat, and go to the reef to watch the battle with the monks on the island...
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After these people left, there was a sudden silence on the Emerald Cliff, deserted...
"Finally...all gone, but clean!"
Fang Xi picked up the gourd on her waist, uncorked the bottle, and took a sip of peach blossom wine.
The spirit wine enters the throat, and there is a faint peach blossom fragrance overflowing in the teeth and cheeks.
He chuckled and walked out of the emerald cliff.
Under Fang Xi's body, the roots of the monster tree are growing and spreading... It seems to follow his footsteps all the time...
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"Nowadays, Peach Blossom Island is very deserted..."
Mirror Moon Lake.
Fang Xi took another sip of spirit wine, admiring the scenery of Spirit Lake.
The water of the lake is clear, with luxuriant grass and small fish and shrimp swimming in it.
It is said that there are spirit fish in the lake!
Although it is not as good as the sapphire carp of Longyu Zhong's family, it is also a fry bought by Ruan Xingling at a large price. Now it has gradually become a scale, and it can earn a lot of spirit stones every year.
Today's Peach Blossom Island is peaceful and quiet, and it has also attracted many casual cultivators to settle in, or become guest ministers, or rent caves.
Wait until the seedlings from the previous spirit testing conferences grow up, it is indeed the embryonic form of a thriving force.
There were also few people around Jingyue Lake.
Probably even if you don’t like people who pay attention to martial arts, you have to show your loyalty to the island owner.
Fang Xi thought about it and went up to Twin West Peak.
Near the spiritual land of Twin West Peak, there is still a layer of fog.
"First-order low-grade - psychedelic array?"
Fang Xi was a little surprised: "Have you really created a formation for Fellow Daoist Flower?"
When he saw this formation, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy, and began to look for the weak point with his spiritual consciousness.
This formation is of low rank, and it is the worst 'death formation'. Fang Xi, who has become a formation master, cannot fail to find a flaw.
After a while, he walked into the mist, sometimes advancing, sometimes retreating...
After walking two more steps, the eyes suddenly opened up, and they came to a valley overflowing with the fragrance of flowers.
"Who are you?"
Fang Xi was admiring the flowers and plants with her hands together, when a clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded.
When he looked down, he saw a bun face, fair cheeks, two buns on her head, wearing a pure white skirt, a very cute looking little girl, blinking her shiny black eyes. Big eyes, looking up and down curiously.
"me…"
Fang Xi smiled slightly: "I am your uncle..."
(end of this chapter)