Chapter 274 Core Formation Celebration (ask for a monthly ticket)
"The contemporary Youyuezi of Youyuemen, here!"
"Longjia Longfeng, here!"
"Golden Turtle Island Island Master Liu, here!"
"Patriarch Yan of Lingkong Island, here we come!"
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Outside the Changqing Pavilion, the voices of intellectuals sounded one after another, and many precious gifts were announced later.
The sects and families of the Yue Kingdom who received the news spent all their money in order to please Fang Xi.
Pieces of spiritual things and spiritual materials that can drive Qi Refining monks crazy...pile up like a hill without money.
After all, this person is not only a true person of Danjie, but also rumored to be very stingy and vengeful.
When the three kingdoms fought in the world of cultivating immortals, monks from the Xu family and the Qi family, the two major foundation-building families, were refused refuge.
Up to now, the Qi family was destroyed in the great war, and all the ancestors of the Xu family died in the battle. Only a few Qi refining monks were left struggling to support them, and they were like candles in the wind, about to go out.
Fang Xi didn't even need to touch or signal, the monks below could handle things properly in order to please him.
Fang Xi doesn't care about these at all, and doesn't need to greet guests, after all, her cultivation base and status are there.
He only needs to sit firmly on the high platform and talk to Zhang Zhusheng from time to time, that's enough.
"It seems that fellow daoists don't like dragon fish, Qinglong real person and so on... how about...'Mu real person'?"
Zhang Zhusheng said with a half-smile.
Fang Xi's heart trembled, but she wasn't surprised, she just lamented: 'I lost my vest...'
Since You Kun came to kill him and buried himself in the third-order formation, he knew that the vest of the 'Mu Taoist' could not be kept.
After all, in the world of cultivating immortals in the Three Kingdoms, there are only a handful of people with high attainments in formations, and almost none have reached the third level.
The only one is the 'Wood Taoist' who sees the head but doesn't see the end.
With such an association, one must know that he is Mu Taoist, or has a great relationship with him.
"Mu Zhenren? This account is not bad..."
Fang Xi nodded slightly, conceding Patriarch Zhang's conjecture.
Anyway, he has already formed a pill, so he is not afraid of revealing his identity.
"So that's how it is..." Zhang Zhusheng offered another glass of wine to Fang Xi: "Back then, Taoist friends helped me, Xuantianzong, to eradicate the cancer of the Song family... It's my gratitude, let's drink another glass."
Xuan Xuanzi who stood behind Zhang Zhusheng wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.
After Fang Xi formed the alchemy, he naturally studied the information several times, and he knew the grievances and grievances between the other party and the Song family when they were in Baize Xiancheng.
‘This newly-promoted Ancestor of Alchemy is not only proficient in formations and talismans, but also narrow-minded, he must compare pennies and pennies...’
Xuanxuanzi has already decided that after returning, he will warn the sect and those close to him that he must not offend this Master Mu, otherwise there will be endless troubles!
Didn't see the Song family, the Qi family...but anyone who offends them will die a good death, and the family will be wiped out?
"Foundation Establishment Cultivator Hai Daniu, here!"
Accompanied by the roll call of the intellectuals outside, a monk with simple and honest facial features and exuding fluctuations in foundation-building mana entered the Evergreen Pavilion.
When he saw Fang Xi, he immediately prostrated: "I wish the master Jiedan great joy..."
After prostrating three times, he continued to prostrate: "I thank the master for bestowing evil spirits and helping the little one to build a foundation... The little one will be the master's tenant for generations to come..."
"Being able to win the championship and gain the evil spirit of the black wind is due to your own hard work and the opportunity to come...It has nothing to do with me."
Fang Xi rubbed his forehead with his hand: "Go and take your seat quickly."
Although it is quite inspirational to think of the mortal Hai Dafu and the immortal cultivator Hai Dagui who have transformed from mortals to immortals for several generations, and even succeeded in building a foundation.
However, after joining such an idiot in such a grand gathering of immortals, I feel instantly reduced to the level of a country old man celebrating his birthday, which is really a bit strange...
Fang Xi took a sip of the peach blossom wine depressedly. Although her spiritual sense had already enveloped the surrounding area for twenty miles, she subconsciously glanced at the door.
"Oh? Is Fang Daoyou waiting for someone?"
Zhang Zhusheng asked curiously.
"No...just a casual glance."
Fang Xi toasted.
While Liu Sanqi at the bottom looked at Fang Xi's achievements in forming alchemy, the expression on his face was also very complicated.
Unexpectedly, the foundation building of the fairy city and the owner of the Dragon Fish Island... could really come to this step.
Just when he was full of emotion in his heart, he suddenly trembled and looked outside the Evergreen Pavilion.
A cyan streamer, exuding a terrifying power far surpassing the establishment of the foundation, approached from outside Longyu Island, separating the clouds on both sides.
"It's a pill!"
"Another Ancestor of Pill Formation!"
"What can I do in Wandao Lake?"
Many foundation builders stood up one after another, and the Qi refining monks didn't know where to stand.
"Zhang Daoyou, it seems that I have to go out to meet my comrades."
Fang Xi stood up and turned into a cyan streamer, and after a flash, she came outside the Evergreen Pavilion.
At this time, the escaping light just arrived in front of the Changqing Pavilion, and the cyan tassels slowly converged, turning into an old man in a green robe with ordinary features, his face was full of red, and his voice was loud: "Lu Qing of the Cyanwood Sect, congratulations to fellow Taoist! Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Fang for his golden elixir success, and the journey to immortality will be smooth in the future!"
"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Lu. Fellow Daoist came here from a long distance, I feel very kind, please!"
This one is a monk in the middle stage of alchemy, and his magic power is really not trivial.
It was only rumored that he was seriously injured before, but now he looks pretty good, right?
He thought for a while, and secretly used a secret technique in the Kurong Jue to sense it from afar.
In an instant, two colors of blue and yellow flashed alternately deep in Fang Xi's eyes, and it felt like a hazy gray fog shrouded the world.
The surrounding monks each had cyan vitality spreading.
Among them, even Zhang Zhusheng who came to greet him is the strongest...
It can only be said that even if people consume a little life, they still have two hundred years to live... It is more vigorous than ordinary foundation building!
But Lu Qing...
'Vigor is like a faint flame, fleeting... This person probably doesn't have a few years left in his lifespan. How dare he come out in such a state? '
‘No, it is in this state that it is necessary to show up in front of others with great fanfare? '
Fang Xi secretly sighed in her heart, but her face remained unchanged, introducing Lu Qing one by one with a smile.
"Patriarch Qing, you're here too?"
Zhang Zhusheng watched Lu Qing take his seat with a very surprised expression.
"Hmph... I heard that there is such a talented young man in the Yue Kingdom, so naturally I can't wait to come to congratulate you... Even though the people in the sect came later, but with the speed of my alchemy cultivator, it is only a matter of time to cross thousands of rivers and mountains..."
Lu Qing snorted coldly, even if he signed the covenant with Xuantianzong, he still felt a little weird.
As for Zhang Zhusheng, he was startled and uncertain.
Reminiscent of Fang Xi's behavior of frequently looking outside the attic just now, could it be that he and the Qingmu sect have a tacit understanding?
In this way, wouldn't it be a big deal?
Now that the Three Kingdoms are fighting for hegemony, the newly born Jie Dan may very well determine the future direction of the Three Kingdoms' world of cultivating immortals, so we have to be cautious!
"Patriarch Lu... please, this Xiaoqinglong soup is a specialty of this island, and it tastes delicious."
Fang Xi was greeting with a smile when she saw Lu Qing casually touching left and right from his sleeve, and finally said: "I came in a hurry, but this congratulatory gift has never been..."
"It's just a small banquet, so there's no need..." Fang Xi's smile didn't change. Just as she was about to say a few words of politeness, Lu Qing laughed and threw a jade slip: "Of course the old man has already prepared it."
‘It is rumored that most of the ancestors of Jiedan have weird personalities, and the longer they live, the more they become so, it is true...’
Fang Xi slandered, picked up the jade slip, and penetrated into it with her spiritual sense, her face couldn't help but change slightly.
"Fang Daoyou, how about the old man's congratulatory gift?"
Laughing, Lu Qing picked up the jug and poured wine into his mouth without using a glass.
"Fellow Daoist's congratulatory gift is really precious..."
Fang Xi sighed, and tapped her fingers on the jade slip: "It's so precious... I really need to weigh it carefully. Come here... Try this kind of spirit wine again. I buried this peach blossom wine with my own hands back then. Now, it has been nearly a hundred years."
"Oh? A century-old spiritual wine?"
Lu Qing's eyes lit up, and he didn't seem to care about Fang Xi's reaction at all: "That's going to be a good taste..."
A banquet, Zhang Laozu was full of thoughts.
Fortunately, he noticed that this real wooden person didn't seem to be specially waiting for Lu Qing from the Cyanwood Sect, but someone else.
It was not until the end of the banquet that the intellectuals outside came in again, followed by another person, a young female nun.
"Maple Leaf Island, Ruan Xiuxiu, the envoy of the Ruan family, is here to congratulate the ancestor on his alchemy!"
This female nun has a picturesque face, but the key is that she has a very good temperament, which made many female nuns present feel ashamed.
It should be noted that it is a trivial matter for a cultivator to slightly modify his appearance, so female cultivators are often very beautiful.
What is more prominent at this time is their respective temperaments.
This female temperament is like an orchid in the valley, but somewhat similar to Ruan Xingling.
"Xiuxiu..."
Fang Xi sighed and asked, "Where's your island master?"
"Reporting to the ancestors, Island Master Ruan traveled abroad a few years ago, looking for opportunities to form alchemy..."
Ruan Xiuxiu replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Before leaving, the island owner told her that she believed that the ancestor would be able to achieve great success, so she prepared a congratulatory gift early and ordered me to come and present it!"
Fang Xi ordered someone to fetch it, and opened the gift box with her own hands.
In the box is a jar of spiritual wine that has been brewed for many years.
He patted the mud seal open, and smelled a strong and slightly familiar aroma of wine.
"It's green bamboo wine!"
Fang Xi poured herself a glass, and looked at the gift box, there was a jade slip.
Spiritual consciousness entered the interior, and saw a wine prescription.
The recipe of Green Bamboo Wine was created by Fang Xi when he was so poor in the market that he couldn't even afford a recipe for making wine, so he figured it out by himself.
Not only has no effect, but it also tastes a little bitter.
I don't know why, but Ruan Xingling likes to drink it very much, and later asked to leave the wine party.
At this time, what was in the jade slip was a second-order spirit wine recipe called 'green bamboo wine'!
Fang Xi could tell at a glance that it was based on her own wine recipe after several improvements, and she didn't know how much effort was spent on it.
At the end of the wine recipe, there is another sentence—‘Don’t lose, don’t forget, don’t think, don’t hurt’
"Don't lose, don't forget, don't read, don't hurt?"
Fang Xi smiled bitterly, picked up the wine glass, drank it down, and muttered to himself: "This wine...is still very bitter..."
(end of this chapter)