Chapter 217 The Storm Is Coming (ask for a monthly ticket)
Half a month later.
"Yan Daoist, walk slowly, and write more letters in the future!"
Fang Xi smiled and sent Yan Changkong away.
This person lived in Longyu Island for a few days, during which time he discussed Taoism with Fang Xi.
result…
Fang Xi found that this person's cultivation and knowledge were average, and even the grade of the cultivation method was similar to his own 'Aoki Longevity Kung Fu'.
In other words, even the self in the early stage of foundation establishment can hang and beat the opponent at will...
‘Alas...It seems that not every disciple can practice the Jindan Sect’s Zhenpai Kung Fu...’
‘My current strength is probably enough for me to be a law enforcement elder in Xuantianzong…’
After discussing his cultivation experience, Fang Xi also took out the second-order talismans he had drawn, and sold a few of them to this person, and specially made them cheaper, so as to open up sales and make contacts at the same time.
Yan Changkong naturally agreed to have more contact with the two parties after returning to the sect. After all, the second-order talisman and Xiaoqinglongtang are quite good.
In this way, Fang Xi is equivalent to having an unreliable relationship in Xuantianzong.
But, relationships are all about maintenance, and he doesn't plan to plot against Xuantianzong, he just wants to grasp the general trend.
Because they are all hand-made cloth, they look very Buddhist.
Yan Hongxiu, on the other hand, looked at the place where the light that Yan Changkong had left dissipated, his eyes were full of worry.
She suddenly felt that the two parties had been separated for too long, and Yan Changkong was no longer the runny-nosed kid who liked to play with his big sister when he was young.
The other party has his own circle, friends, teachers...
‘Perhaps... Grandfather sent Xiao Shiqi and Xiao Nineteen to Xuantianzong at the beginning, it was a wrong decision...’
Thinking of the dead Xiao Shiqi and a group of mid-stage Qi refining clansmen, Yan Hongxiu couldn't help feeling even more dejected.
Fang Xi felt good about Yan Changkong: "This person... is a person who is devoted to Taoism."
He turned around, glanced at Yan Hongxiu: "What are you still doing? Go to work?!"
"yes!"
Yan Hongxiu muffledly agreed, and went back to Changqing Pavilion.
…
Five days later.
"Sister Hongxiu, your letter!"
Xia Houying took a jade slip and handed it to Yan Hongxiu.
"Is it from Lingkong Island?"
Yan Hongxiu took the jade slip, tore off the secret talisman, and stuck it on his forehead.
Then, her eyes turned red and she almost shed tears.
"what happened?"
Xia Houying hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her, but she was still slandering in her heart: ‘Even if there is a Foundation Establishment Daxiu in the family, isn’t that something we already knew about? Why bother crying out of joy...'
Thinking of this, she was also depressed.
Before, he did everything possible to please the son, and finally got a promise to train the children of the upper three families. As a result, Xiahou's family really didn't have any talents, even the uncle and other two families were the same.
Even for immortal cultivators, middle- and low-grade spiritual roots are the majority, while high-grade spiritual roots are relatively rare.
She discussed with her clan brother Xia Houzun, and she didn't want to waste the opportunity on the middle and low grade spiritual roots, but planned to keep it for the geniuses in the family in the future.
"me…"
Yan Hongxiu was furious, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist.
"Sir!"
Xia Houying's sharp voice broke the tranquility of Changqing Pavilion.
Fortunately, Fang Xi didn't retreat, so when she found something wrong, she rushed over immediately, and input a stream of mana into Yan Hongxiu's body: "It's okay, I'm just a little anxious, and the mana went astray..."
"I just said... definitely not me..."
Xia Houying was so frightened that she could speak incoherently.
Fang Xi was a little speechless, and saw the jade slip in Yan Hongxiu's hand, and with a glance of consciousness, she knew the reason.
This time, Yan Changkong only stayed for less than three days when he returned to Lingkong Island!
After paying homage to their parents' graves, they didn't take part in dealing with the major forces for the Yan Family, and didn't hold any foundation-building celebrations. They just dropped a bag of spirit stones and returned to Xuantianzong.
Well, this person's parents also died in the chaos on the night that the ancestor of the Yan family died. Now they are really indifferent to the only remaining members of the Yan family in Lingkong Island, so they might as well get close to Yan Hongxiu!
Because of this, the head of the Yan family, Yan Laoqi, was so depressed that he vomited blood, and then fell into bed...
Although this person is a great master in the late stage of Qi refining, he helped Yan Changkong accept the task and suffered serious injuries.
Now the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment... I can't afford to get sick.
"Master..."
A moment later, Yan Hongxiu woke up slightly, with a miserable expression on his face: "Did Hongxiu do something wrong?"
"You didn't do anything wrong, it's just a stupid and helpless thing to pin your hopes on others..."
Fang Xi stood with her hands behind her back, and said flatly, "It's better to place your hopes on anyone than yourself!"
"Own?"
"Although your aptitude is mediocre, you have the second-level top-grade aura of Dragon Fish Island... your progress in cultivation is not slow, and with my help, you are now at the seventh level of Qi refining. You can be regarded as a master in Wandao Lake, but you can compete The island owner of the first-level spirit island!"
Fang Xi said calmly: "If you continue to practice diligently, you will be promoted to the tenth level of Qi Refining Dzogchen in the future... It is enough to be king in Wandao Lake, and it is enough to protect Lingkong Island..."
After all, he and Ruan Xingling won't take action against Yan Jia after eating.
"Yeah... I did something wrong... woo woo woo..."
Yan Hongxiu couldn't help but shed two lines of tears when he thought of the family's efforts over the years, Yaomei who served as a furnace for others, and many mid-stage masters of Qi refining who died.
Fang Xi didn't try to persuade him anymore, but just walked out of Changqing Pavilion, and then sighed.
Everyone in the Yan family really thought too well.
Perhaps, it was because he was too eager for quick success in the early stage and wanted to restore the reputation of the Jianji family as soon as possible, so he ignored many things.
It led to the current result, but no one can be blamed.
"I should take this as a warning. In the future, you can't act hastily, and you must not rush for success, at all costs..."
…
Time is like a fleeting moment.
In the blink of an eye, several years have passed.
Practice room.
Fang Xi was surrounded by a blue halo, and suddenly opened her eyes:
"One hundred and twenty years old, one hundred and five drops of liquid mana in the dantian qi sea, which is still less than the minimum requirement for breaking through the late stage of foundation establishment... However, my lifespan has increased by a hundred years, and now I can live to be six hundred years old. There is nothing wrong with the ancestor of the alchemy who boiled to death..."
"If it wasn't for cultivating the Qinghe Sword, I would actually be able to improve my mana faster... However, the Qinghe Sword is now considered a serious magic weapon, right?"
"However... Although it is more powerful, it takes more mana to activate it."
...
From the outside, the color of the Xuanmu Great Formation seems to have become darker.
'Hmm... The Demon Tree Demon Realm is more mature, and today's 'Nine Nether Mysterious Wood Formation' is already a real third-order formation... My formation skills can be considered to have broken into the third order, right? '
The demon tree has very little need for spiritual energy. Even if it is above the second-order spiritual vein, it feels like a mouse falling into a rice warehouse.
Taking this as the core, the 'Nine Nether Mysterious Wood Formation' arranged by Fang Xi requires very little spiritual energy, and even if there is not enough spiritual stones, it can be maintained by devouring the flesh and blood of the enemy or one's own people...
"My lord..."
A beautiful figure appeared outside the door and saluted: "Two letters from Xuantianzong have arrived!"
"It's Ruby? Come in!"
Fang Xi smiled.
Twenty years have passed since his 100th birthday.
More than ten years of cold and heat are enough to make the little girl grow into a big girl with almond eyes and peach cheeks.
Zhong Hongyu came in, first bowed to Fang Xi, and then sent two jade slips.
Fang Xi didn't check the letterhead immediately, but instead glanced at Zhong Hongyu's cultivation: "That's right... the sixth level of Qi Refining."
"Yes, I just broke through the bottleneck not long ago."
Zhong Hongyu replied, in fact, if she is a real five-element spiritual root, and has not been dragged down by the exercises, if she is dedicated to cultivating above the second-order spiritual veins, maybe she can break through the late stage of Qi refining at this time!
"That's right, the 'flash in the air' I taught you is a very sharp spell that saves life and kills enemies, and needs to be practiced hard!"
Fang Xi gave a word of advice and picked up a jade slip.
This jade slip is from Zhantu. This person is in his early twenties. He has been cultivating hard since joining the Xuantian Sect. Because of his good spiritual root, he was favored by an alchemy elder, and he was accepted as a disciple. He cultivated him carefully. After 15 years of painstaking cultivation above the third-level spiritual veins, he has reached the eighth level of Qi refining.
In this letter, in addition to thanking Fang Xi for her continuous support, there is also a faint intention to ask for help.
At the late stage of Qi refining, Zongmen disciples will basically start thinking about foundation building.
Even though his master is an elder in the alchemy hall, if he wants to help his disciples build a foundation, he has to work hard.
But Zhantu has a lot of masters and apprentices, and he also has direct descendants, so it is impossible to help him with all his strength.
In terms of the situation, this person is even worse than Yan Changkong back then.
After all, his family is all mortals and cannot provide any assistance.
At the end of the letter, Zhan Tu asked Fang Xi to take care of his parents as usual, and also said some small things.
But Fang Xi faintly felt that something was wrong.
"The prices of Talismans and Magical Artifacts have fluctuated... War supplies... Could it be that there is going to be a war?"
He did not ponder for long, but picked up the second jade slip.
This jade slip comes from Yanchangkong.
This cultivator of Xuantianzong has found a post to be stationed in Fangshi since the establishment of the foundation.
Although he was entangled in secular affairs and unable to cultivate in the third-order spiritual vein of the sect, he accumulated good deeds very quickly.
Moreover, he often traded with Fang Xi, buying second-order talismans, elixir, and even Xiaoqinglong to sell at a higher price in the market, which was also a windfall.
Sending a letter at this time, naturally there is something important.
Fang Xi's spiritual consciousness sank into it, and when she saw a few lines of text, her face changed slightly: "The Immortal Baifeng from Baize Immortal City failed to enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range to hunt down the Demon King, but was seriously injured... It is said that his lifespan was greatly damaged, and he was about to die. change?"
In the entire land of the Three Kingdoms, there are only the four great forces of alchemy.
Realist Baifeng's physical condition will not only profoundly affect Baifeng Immortal City, but will also affect the rest of the Three Kingdoms!
"Thirty years, half a Jiazi..."
Fang Xi stood up, looking at the scenery outside the window, inexplicably melancholy: "The peace of Longyu Island for more than 30 years will finally be broken?"
(end of this chapter)