Chapter 366 Returning to the Island (Congratulations to the Silver Alliance)
North of Yu County in Yue State.
On the Wandao Lake, there is still mist and mist.
Dragon Fish Island.
Changqing Pavilion deliberation hall.
A ray of light fell, and the light slowly converged, revealing people.
Wrapped in a sky-blue robe embroidered with copper coins, with a shiny face, like a member of a wealthy family among mortals, he is actually Hai Daniu.
He took two steps forward and looked at Zhong Hongyu who was standing above him: "Young island master... Could it be true that the master is really back?"
Zhong Hongyu's appearance did not change. After all, it was just a matter of taking a few more Guyan Pills. She seemed much calmer and just closed her eyes to rest her mind: "We haven't arrived yet, so wait..."
A moment later, another golden light fell, revealing one of them, middle-aged, with a long sword on his back, with a trace of evil on his face, it was Tai Shuhong!
This genius who was a top-grade golden spirit root back then, has now reached the point of perfect foundation establishment, surpassing Zhong Hongyu in the later stage of foundation establishment.
After all, Zhong Hongyu is only a middle-grade spiritual root, even if it is an ethereal root, the exercises are not suitable.
"Small Island Master..."
Tai Shuhong gave a calm salute: "I heard that the island owner has returned?"
"It's just... the news from Xuantianzong, there is no mistake." Zhong Hongyu opened her eyes, looking at Tai Shuhong with a trace of complexity.
"In this case, why don't we go to Xuantianzong to meet?"
Tai Shuhong's eyes were lightning, aggressive, just like the sword art he practiced.
"Fellow Daoist Uncle... The Young Island Master has her own considerations, doesn't she?"
Hai Daniu hurriedly smoothed things over and looked at Zhong Hongyu.
"Because the news that came with Xuantianzong, there is also the son's oral order... Let me wait... How fast is the escape speed of the ancestor of Dan? I will go to Xuantianzong, maybe I will miss it!"
Zhong Hongyu explained slowly.
"Since this is the case, it seems that the island owner will return soon, and I don't need to go back, just wait."
Tai Shuhong smiled slightly, found a futon, and sat cross-legged like this, silently performing exercises.
For the monks who established the foundation, sitting quietly for several days is nothing at all.
Zhong Hongyu and Hai Daniu looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
…
Three days later.
A cyan flame came over Longyu Island, showing the gorgeous frame of the dragon and phoenix pulling the cart.
The Xuanmu formation was like a bubble, unable to stop it at all, causing the frame to go straight into the island and arrive at Changqing Pavilion.
"Dragon and Phoenix frame, the island owner is here!"
Tai Shuhong turned into a golden light, flew out of Changqing Pavilion first, and bowed down in mid-air: "See the island owner!"
Zhong Hongyu and Hai Daniu took a step back, and couldn't help coming to Tai Shuhong's side a little aggrieved, and saluted respectfully: "See the island owner!"
There is no echo in the frame.
After a long time, a voice transmission from the spiritual consciousness sounded in the ears of the three: "Come to the cemetery!"
In the peach blossom forest near Changqing Pavilion, there are several graves.
When the three of Zhong Hongyu and the others arrived, they found a wandering young man standing in front of a Qingyan tombstone. His face was the same as before, except for a sigh.
"Young master... you are finally back!"
Zhong Hongyu's eyes were slightly red.
"That's all..."
Fang Xi looked at the tombstone and looked at the five big characters "Yuan Feihong's Tomb" on it, feeling a little emotional: "How did Yuan Feihong get away?"
"Hong Keqing... No, Yuan Keqing just sat down and left peacefully."
Zhong Hongyu answered quickly.
Back then, Yuan Feihong came to Longyu Island to avoid disaster and used the pseudonym Hong Keqing, but now no one dares to pursue it.
"I see…"
Fang Xi did the calculations and found that he was already two hundred and sixty-seven years old. If the Foundation Establishment of his age hadn't formed a pill yet, one could imagine what would happen to him.
Looking at the familiar or unfamiliar names on the tombstone, he couldn't help feeling that time flies.
"How is the situation in Wandao Lake? Has she... got a letter back?"
Fang Xi briefly worshiped, then turned around and asked.
"There is no news about Senior Ruan on Maple Leaf Island...but before Senior Ruan left, he designated the heir of the Ruan family 'Ruan Xiuxiu', and now he has successfully established the foundation and is the owner of Maple Leaf Island..."
"Golden Turtle Island, Liu Sanqi, senior Liu, died without any apprentices. Later, there was a great chaos, and Golden Turtle Island was taken over by me, Longyu Island..."
"Ling Kong Island Yan Dongqing Yan Patriarch cooperated with others to explore the ancient cave mansion, but unfortunately fell... Now the Yan family has no foundation, but still controls Ling Kong Island..."
"I don't know why the Emerald Island ghost repairer has been very quiet for decades, rarely going out..."
Zhong Hongyu quickly explained the changes of Wandao Lake in the past century.
"Alas... the old man is half withered."
Fang Xi sighed endlessly.
As for the Emerald Island ghost repair? It's very simple, if the two major alchemy formations are destroyed, they will naturally be much more peaceful.
He returned to Changqing Pavilion and found that the furnishings there hadn't changed much, especially his retreat room and cave, which had obviously been unoccupied for a long time, but the outside had been kept very clean.
Fang Xi encouraged Zhong Hongyu with a word, and then asked the three Foundation Establishment cultivators to step down, and by the way, put the carriage frame and Qinghuoluan in place.
Da Qing was returning home, excited like nothing else, flew back to the fish farm with a roar and bullied his little brother.
Qing Huoluan let out a disdainful cry, and flew out of the island, probably looking for fun by himself.
Anyway, with the soul contract in hand, Fang Xi is not afraid that the other party will escape control.
The night wind is cold.
Fang Xi went to the top floor of Changqing Pavilion alone, looking at the stars in the sky and the peach forest not far away.
Snapped!
He took out a green leather gourd, unplugged the gourd, and poured a sip of spirit wine into his mouth.
The wine is green bamboo wine, and it is second-tier.
This wine has a sour aftertaste, but it also has a special flavor...
"Finally... back again."
…
Maple Leaf Island.
"Island owner... The old owner of Longyu Island has returned."
A gas refining maid said to Ruan Xiuxiu respectfully.
Ruan Xiuxiu is still the same as before, probably because of taking the Guyan Pill, but now she is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, with a majesty on her body.
"Patriarch... If you know that the owner of Longyu Island has returned and even became the number one monk in the Three Kingdoms, you should be happy."
Ruan Xiuxiu murmured, and immediately ordered: "Prepare a generous gift, I want to go to Longyu Island in person to meet Senior Fang!"
The same scene happened everywhere in Wandao Lake, even in nearby sects.
It’s just that those foundation-building monks don’t have that much face, and they may not dare to visit in person. If they can ask someone to deliver gifts to the porter of Longyu Island, and bring a word, they will be happy for a long time.
Lingkong Island.
In the Yan family cemetery.
Rows of tombstones stand tall, surrounded by some evergreen trees, verdant trees, with a solemn atmosphere.
The old head of the Yan family brought several Yan family disciples, and walked over one by one, pointing to the names on the tombstone.
"This one belongs to the shirtless ancestor..."
"My Yan family was just a Qi-refining family before, but after the Wuxie ancestor succeeded in building the foundation, it became one of the few foundation-building fairy clans in the Yue Kingdom..."
"This one belongs to Ancestor Dongqing... After the ancestor Wuxie passed away, the family fell into decline. It was Ancestor Dongqing who managed to turn the tide and plan schemes for the family. Later, with the help of the ruins of Emerald Island, he successfully opened the Lingkong Island Square City and made money for the family. He has taken a lot of resources and successfully built his own foundation, so he is the master of Zhongxing..."
The old head of the Yan family leaned on crutches, panting, and introduced them one by one.
Among the many tombs, the two foundation-building tombs are naturally the most luxuriously built.
Not far away, there are actually two buildings that are not as good as Foundation Establishment, but even more than previous Patriarchs.
"This one... belongs to the ancestor of Hongxiu..."
The Patriarch of the Yan family pointed to a tombstone: "At the beginning of my Yan family, the foundation ancestor died, and the wind and rain were precarious...Thanks to the ancestor Hongxiu who got the favor of that person and was selected to be a maid in the Changqing Pavilion. Without the ancestor Hongxiu... the family would not be able to sustain Until the day when Patriarch Dongqing succeeds in establishing the foundation."
"This piece... belongs to Grandma Ying... Unfortunately, after her, my Yan family's relationship with Longyu Island has been broken..."
The ancestor of the Yan family turned around and looked at the younger generation of the Yan family.
At this time, he realized that the people following him were all young women.
Even his appearance was vaguely similar to Yan Hongxiu and Yan Ying.
Clearly, these have been handpicked.
"This time you follow me to meet the owner of Longyu Island, and you must show your best side... If you are favored by the ancestors, you will be selected into the Changqing Pavilion as a slave, it will be a great fortune, and the rise and fall of the family will depend on you in our hands."
The ancestor of the Yan family threw away his crutches, and bowed solemnly to the girls.
"Patriarch, please rest assured that we will succeed."
The girl headed by her cheeks flushed slightly, and her star-like eyes were full of determination.
…
Of course Fang Xi didn't know, because of his arrival, the entire Wandao Lake was already undercurrent.
But even if he guessed it, he didn't care at all.
After a few days of trimming, he came to an open space and released Tai Sui.
He obtained a third-order beast-controlling inheritance from Xuantianzong. Although it is relatively ordinary, there are quite a few unique secret techniques and pills on the cultivation of spirit beasts.
It's just that the Xuantian Sect has been declining, and Zhang Zhusheng, the fake alchemy ancestor, can't get much resources, and he can't even cultivate a third-order monster.
This is naturally not a problem for Fang Xi.
Before he returned to the Three Kingdoms, he thought of this point and bought a lot of cultivation resources unique to the Yuan Kingdom.
In addition to the elixir harvested in Yiling Valley, it is not a big problem to refine a few batches of elixir mentioned in the secret art that is very helpful for the advancement of monsters.
At the same time, Fang Xi flipped his hand, and a box opened, revealing four demon pills.
One of the glowing ones was a gift from Yan Laogui, and the other three came from the three great demon kings.
He directly took out one of the wood-attributed demon pills, with a thoughtful expression on his face: "Refining pills with the third-order middle-grade wood-attributed demon pills...the effect is definitely better than swallowing it raw...I don’t know if Tai Sui can break through?"
"If you can't, then feed the three demon pills together, it should be almost the same... After all, I have swallowed a lot of demon pills and various pills before."
Fang Xi sighed, feeling that this was the retribution for having cut too much flesh of Tai Sui before.
But for the sake of ‘Crossing Mie Pill’, there is still no other way…
(end of this chapter)