Chapter 112 Taoling Fairy (seeking a monthly ticket)
"Uncle?"
Baozi looked puzzled, and shook his head immediately: "You are lying! I don't have an uncle..."
"Ha ha!"
Fang Xi couldn't help rubbing Baozilian's cheek again, and said with a smile, "Your name is 'Wei Yixi', right? If I don't know you, how do I know your name?"
Wei Yixi frowned her beautiful little eyebrows, and wanted to bite her fingers in annoyance, as if she was really thinking, how did this stranger know her name, could it be a real uncle?
"Good Yixi..."
Fang Xi's face softened: "Uncle accidentally went the wrong way, you open the formation and let uncle go out, okay? Uncle will bring you delicious food later..."
"Um!"
Wei Yixi nodded, and took out a token from his small bag.
The next moment, she smiled slyly, suddenly jumped far away, and waved her token.
A fog suddenly emerged, separating the two.
"you're lying!"
Wei Yixi scratched his cheek: "If you were my uncle, how could you not know the trick to enter the formation? Mother! Mother, come quickly, there are bad guys!"
Her crisp childish voice echoed far, far away in the valley...
"Where is this **** who dares to break into my West Peak?!"
Accompanied by a yell, a magic weapon wrapped around a person in light, and quickly fell from mid-air, revealing a middle-aged woman.
When she saw Fang Xi, she was startled.
"Fellow Daoist Flower, I haven't seen you in ten years..."
Fang Xi cupped her hands solemnly, while feeling a little emotional.
Hua Chanjuan is no longer the graceful appearance she was ten years ago. On the contrary, she has wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, a little hunchback, and black and white mixed hair. She looks like a mortal woman in her forties.
Immortal cultivators would not be so old in the first place, but the other party has been working hard, accumulating spirit stones, and buying formations for the past ten years... There is already a tendency to become sick from overwork.
"It's...Fang Xifang, fellow daoist?!"
Hua Chanjuan is a little afraid to recognize each other.
Although her face was exactly the same, Fang Xi in the past had a mediocre demeanor, with the cautiousness of a Lingnong on her body.
Today's Fang Xi is like an orchid and a jade tree, with a thriving temperament. Just standing there, she is like a tall and straight emerald green pine and cypress. The vigor and vitality make Hua Chanjuan feel a little younger.
"Mother... who is this?"
Wei Yixi pulled Hua Chanjuan's sleeve and asked in a low voice.
It was the first time she saw her mother treating foreign monks with a friendly face, so she couldn't help being very curious.
"It's Uncle Fang Xi Fang that mother told you about, he can be regarded as a good friend of mother and your father..."
Hua Chanjuan's expression was complicated, and Fang Xi said: "I haven't seen you in ten years, fellow daoists, please come in and drink a glass of honey water..."
"Thank you!"
Fang Xigong cupped his hands and followed Hua Chanjuan into the room.
Wei Yixi still looked at Fang Xi curiously, as if he wanted to remember the uncle's voice and smile.
"Xixi, are you still called Uncle?"
Fang Xi took a sip of the honey water and started teasing the child again.
"Uncle!"
Wei Yixi called out obediently this time, and suddenly remembered something, and slapped Bai Shengsheng's little hand: "I remember, you are the uncle who, like my mother, can't get out of the emerald cliff!"
"Ahem..."
Fang Xi choked a little, while Hua Chanjuan taught her daughter a lesson: "How do you speak? Be polite to outsiders..."
"Didn't Mother say that there are so many bad people down the mountain?" Wei Yixi asked in confusion.
Hua Chanjuan was speechless, so she could only salute to Fang Xi: "The child talks nonsense, fellow Taoist, don't take offense."
"Where is it, Xixi is innocent and cute, I like it very much."
Fang Xi laughed, and asked the little girl about her spiritual roots.
It was found that Hua Chanjuan was lucky, and Wei Yixi was a middle-grade water spirit root qualification.
The descendants of monks are more likely to have excellent spiritual roots than those between monks and mortals.
Fang Xi was not surprised by this result.
"Fellow Daoist never goes out, this time I'm here with my concubine, what's going on?"
Hua Chanjuan put her arms around her daughter, and her expression became serious.
"Ah... the island owner has an appointment to fight against the gold-tooth monster today, I feel a little uneasy..."
Fang Xi explained the matter: "So I wanted to ask fellow daoist to ask about countermeasures, but I didn't expect that fellow daoist has already set up a formation here. If you accidentally break into the formation, don't blame fellow daoist!"
He stands up, sincerely apologizing.
In any case, trespassing on someone else's formation is wrong.
"So that's the matter!"
Hua Chanjuan's face was as cold as ice: "Someone came to find me before, but I just said a word... Whoever dares to **** Xifeng, I will kill him! This is the only thing my husband left for me and Xixi. Think about it! As for the outcome of the island owner? Don’t do the concubine’s business!”
Fang Xi keenly felt that Hua Chanjuan seemed to have a bit of resentment towards Ruan Xingling.
Perhaps, deep in the other party's heart, they still suspected that Wei Yixin had an accident, and Ruan Xingling might have taken action, at least tacitly agreed!
"I will continue to practice hard, I will say goodbye today, and I don't know when I will see you again in the future. Take care, fellow Taoist!"
Finally, Fang Xi bowed her hands and prepared to say goodbye.
"Uncle!"
When he was about to walk out of the formation, Wei Yixi chased him out, raised his fist and shouted: "Don't forget, you promised me to bring me delicious food..."
Fang Xi nodded, planning to get someone to give her some snacks and snacks in the future. It is also fun to coax the children.
…
Emerald Cliff.
The sun sets, reflecting the lake surface golden.
"Master, we are back."
Widow Wang brought Lu Guo and the others back to Emerald Cliff, her face was full of joy.
"It seems that today, the island owner won the bet."
Fang Xi couldn't help smiling when she saw this scene.
Ruan Xingling's victory is in his interest.
"That's right! It's a pity that you didn't go, sir..."
The widow Wang talked endlessly: "Today, the island owner wore a red dress and showed great power... He even fought the golden-toothed old monster who had perfected his Qi refining. He didn't admit defeat until after a stick of incense. The end... From my point of view, that gold-toothed monster can't take down the island owner at all!"
"That's right... When the island owner made a move, there were ringing sounds. Those who approached felt blinded by the sea of consciousness and could not move... After today's battle, the old monster with golden teeth politely compensated the spirit stone and gave it back to the island owner. It's nicknamed 'Peach Bell Fairy'."
Lu Guo also added on the side.
'It seems that Ruan Xingling has indeed cultivated to the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining, and may even be the tenth level of Dzogchen...'
Fang Xi thought to himself, and at the same time said with a smile: "It seems that from today onwards, the name of Fairy Taoling will be resounding throughout Wandao Lake."
At the same time, Gold Tooth boss lost his wife and lost his army, which will definitely delay the progress of the attack and foundation building, which is a great thing for Fang Xi.
"After this battle, our Peach Blossom Island will be counted among the thirty-six islands, and no one who is not open-minded will dare to come to the shop in Fangshi."
Widow Wang blushed, and seemed to be thinking of something, and she said, "I think the happiest one is that Mu Wen. I heard that the island owner appreciates him very much this time, and let him continue to be the big shopkeeper!"
"I see."
Fang Xi didn't care about this.
When did Mu Wen break through to the late stage of Qi Refining before he could take a high look.
"I have heard some news about Mu Wen."
Lu Guo suddenly spoke.
"Oh? Let's hear it..." Fang Xi showed a slight smile: "If it is valuable, the master will guide you in spells for a day..."
"Thank you, master." Lu Guo thanked quickly, and immediately shared his experience: "I was crowded among the children of the Mu family, and I heard them say that the Mu family is having trouble recently... It is said that the owner not only wants to pledge all the Lingtian, but also Put the ancestral house in Lingdi together, so that I can borrow a large amount of Lingshi to buy a shop in Lingkongfang City... Some old people disagree, and they are clamoring to separate the family!"
"This is an adventure, speculative addiction..."
Fang Xi murmured, thinking of the rich second generations in her previous life.
As long as you don’t invest in venture capital or gamble, even if you lose your fortune, you can continue to lose for decades...
But once you want to make big moves and invest big, it is full of risks!
There may be very few successes, but failures are the majority.
Mu Wen must have tasted the sweetness from the previous speculation, and this time he wants to make a big deal!
If it succeeds, the Mu family will take root in the second-order spiritual vein of Lingkongfang City in the future!
As for failure?
This person probably thinks he can never fail.
"I think it's feasible. It's a shop in the second-tier Lingmaifang City. It can definitely support several generations."
Widow Wang was full of envy: "Especially now, who would dare to take the idea of our Taohua Island monks?"
"Lu Guo, what do you think?"
Fang Xi looked at Lu Guo.
"Master, I think it's better to be steadfast in farming!" Even though he still has the idea of going out for a living, Lu Guo is still very calm.
"Very good, tomorrow I will teach you spells..."
Fang Xi couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.
What about the Mu family actually has little to do with him.
It's just that I feel a little bit emotional when I think of Mu Xi back then.
…
The next day, Fang Xi taught Lu Guo the tricks of 'Spring Wind Transforming Rain Technique' and 'Gengjin Grass Sword', and then sent the other party to send some snacks to Twin West Peak.
He, Fang Xi, is a man who keeps his word.
In autumn, there are many fruits.
Lingtian once again had a bumper harvest.
When this kind of scrambling to harvest Lingmi, let alone Fang Xi, even Wang Xiaohu was caught by Widow Wang and fell to the ground, picking up the rice that was missed in the ground.
Although it was hard work, the sense of accomplishment was still very fulfilling when looking at the warehouse full of Lingmi.
Fang Xi secretly paid attention to the fertility of the spiritual field, and planned to set aside an acre or two in the coming year to plant elixir seeds instead.
His alchemy requires a lot of materials to practice, and now the inventory is gradually running low, and he needs to replenish some from the outside world.
It is undoubtedly the most cost-effective to grow by yourself.
It's just that I have to work hard in the coming year, learning several other methods of planting spiritual grass... and I am equivalent to teaching him the way of planting husbands, and it is too late for other spiritual farmers to be happy!
Winter day.
It was snowing heavily outside.
Fang Xi turned on the small cloud and rain array, making the inside of the array always warm like spring, and peach blossoms bloomed in the courtyard.
Under the peach blossom tree, there is a pitch-black table with a green bamboo wine bottle and two cups on it.
Fang Xi silently poured a cup for herself, and it still tasted bitter.
This year, Ruan Xingling did not come...
(end of this chapter)