Chapter 94 Passed away (Congratulations to the leader of KKRGUN!)
Summer goes to autumn.
The tassels of rice in the thirteen-acre spiritual field in Emerald Cliff are so full that they almost hang down to the ground, which shows the uniform grains of spiritual grain.
Fang Xi held a sickle and began to harvest.
The growth of these red blood spiritual rice is about the same as he estimated, and one mu of land can harvest three hundred catties of spiritual rice.
During the period, the old Taoist Kuchimu still kept his eyes on his face, and wanted to introduce some of his own spiritual farmers to Fang Xi, but Fang Xi directly refused.
Then Wei Yixin also came, showing off that he had gained a lot from going out last time, and invited Fang Xi to explore outside the island together.
Fang Xi naturally rolled her eyes at this, but still refused.
At this time, his friendship with these two families really became weaker and weaker.
This is exactly what Fang Xi needs.
The granary was specially built in the courtyard, and after putting the last bag of spiritual rice into the warehouse, Fang Xi couldn't help letting out a long breath.
After days of hard work, even he felt a little tired.
After meditating and adjusting his breath, Fang Xi took out the spiritual rice that he had just received this year, and filled a pot of red blood spiritual rice.
Hurrah!
After the rice was cooked, he lifted the lid of the pot, and saw a pot of red Lingmi, still steaming.
It's just that there is a fishy smell in the hot air.
Fang Xi picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and then frowned: "The taste is indeed very thick, and it has a bit of fishy smell... It's best not to eat it alone, but make it into other pastries."
However, after eating the red blood spirit rice, he felt that the blood in his body was lively, which was almost the same as eating Tai Sui meat.
‘Anyway, this Lingmi is not for me, but for Tai Sui, so that’s it…’
Tai Sui wants to produce meat, but also needs to be constantly fed with food.
Fang Xi believed that the spiritual rice in the world of cultivating immortals must be much better than ordinary rice.
"At that time, I will plant Lingmi, Lingmi will feed Tai Sui, and cut Tai Sui meat to feed the demon tree... A perfect self-produced and self-marketed industrial chain!"
Lingmi can be reserved for planting and planted next year.
In this way, it is almost equivalent to a continuous supply of Tai Sui meat, no need to go out to eat blood!
This is also to reduce the risk of demon tree exposure!
"Well, I still have to return the Lingshi. I'm a man of my word."
Fang Xi deliberately set aside 600 catties of red blood spiritual rice, just to return it to Kuchimu Laodao.
This old Taoist borrowed twenty pieces of spirit stones from him to buy the 'Flying Talisman'. In fact, his vision is not bad.
It's a pity that there are too many ineffective descendants. I'm afraid the future of the Mu family is worrying.
Even though the veteran Kuchimu patted his chest on his chest and promised that his family would work hard, Fang Xi still confiscated it because he didn't want to be disturbed.
This has nothing to do with paying back the money.
'But... I won't be able to stay too far away from the Emerald Cliff when I start practicing the 'Longevity Technique' in the future...Maybe I really need such a person to inquire about outside news for me, or even buy supplies...'
‘But you definitely can’t choose an adult, it’s better to choose a loyal one from childhood...’
‘It’s still too troublesome, it would be great if we can collect the puppet technique. '
Fang Xi put the Lingmi into the storage bag, released the black cloud bag, and immediately flew into the air, heading for Jingyue Lake.
Ruan Xingling also sent a sound transmission talisman today, indicating that the flying magic weapon has been refined, and the two things happened to be done together.
…
Mirror Moon Lake.
The mist is misty, and there seems to be a phantom of the moon floating in it.
Fang Xi took out her magic weapon token, and the mist dispersed automatically, revealing a passage.
He drove Heiyundou, flew directly into the Ruan family mansion, and found Ruan Xingling.
Backyard.
Ruan Xingling took out a flying boat the size of a palm, and handed it to Fang Xi: "Fortunately, it's a shame, take a look!"
Fang Xi nodded, took the boat and watched carefully.
I saw that the boat was about the size of a palm, showing an apricot yellow color, indicating that there were still some woody textures.
On both sides of the boat body, a black wing pattern is depicted.
"Black Feather Boat, this boat is mainly made of the wing bones of first-order high-grade birds. I also added a piece of cloud cotton wood to increase stability and comfort. A windshield can be opened to avoid wind disturbances during flight..."
Ruan Xingling said: "You can try."
"No need, the island owner made a move, I naturally believe it."
Fang Xi smiled and took Heiyuzhou away: "I don't know how much Lingshi is worth for the island master's move this time?"
"You can just give me the material money of cloud cotton wood. Refining this kind of magic weapon will also benefit me in practicing weapon refining!"
Ruan Xingling waved his hand: "After all, I was going to refine the Qinghe Sword for you, this time I just changed the requirements..."
…
"There doesn't seem to be a ground fire in Mirror Moon Lake?"
Fang Xi walked out of Mirror Moon Lake, but she was thinking about another thing.
He also has the inheritance of weapon refining in his hands. Although he just tasted it and stopped after confirming that his talent is not good, he also knows some generalities.
If you are not a foundation-building cultivator and unable to use your own innate true fire to refine a first-order magic weapon, then you can only use the earth fire!
And Jingyue Lake and even Peach Blossom Island should have no fire veins!
'So... there are several other side-by-side crafting methods, such as... raising a monster that can swallow demon fire? ! '
Fang Xi stroked her chin and took out the black feather boat.
After the mana was injected, the boat suddenly swelled up and turned into a small boat about Zhang Xu long.
Feeling that there was no sense of stagnation in the injection of mana, Fang Xi couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.
He jumped on the boat and found that there were several grooves on the base where spirit stones could be placed to replace the mana consumed by monks.
But if he just flies on Peach Blossom Island, Fang Xi's own mana is enough.
"Walk!"
His hands pinched the magic formula, and the black feather boat immediately flew into the air, like a black streamer!
"This speed is much faster than Heiyundou, almost comparable to the 'Flying Talisman'!"
Flying in the sky for a while, after confirming the performance, Fang Xi couldn't help being a little silent.
Such a spirit boat is probably close to the level of a high-grade magic weapon.
"This favor is not small..."
It's a pity that the more this is the case, the more Fang Xi dare not ask Ruan Xingling to refine the snake armor.
"After going back, while the farming is slack, I have to quickly arrange the small cloud and rain array, so as to isolate all prying eyes..."
After all, after the underground cave was developed, everything was on the right track.
By next year, it will probably be possible to plant trees.
Fang Xi was in a good mood and came to Gemini East Peak.
"Old ancestor!"
At this time, from the continuous house, there was a heart-piercing cry.
"what happened?"
Fang Xi landed on the airship, saw a Mu Family cultivator, and hurriedly asked.
"Old Patriarch Muxi...is sitting down!"
The monk was about fifty years old, his eyes were red, and his voice was crying: "Fellow Daoist came just in time, I'm going to inform everyone..."
"Deadwood, unexpectedly..."
Fang Xi thought about it before, and felt that the dead wood was not far away, so she couldn't help being silent.
Life is so fragile sometimes.
Compared to those casual cultivators who are like duckweed in the wind, the dead wood old man can sit in his home and be buried in the family spirit after death. The genealogy records that he has made great achievements, and his life can be considered complete...
"This is really..."
Fang Xi hurriedly said some comforting words, but thought that when he saw the old man with a dead wood a few months ago, he had already found out that the other party was dead.
Presumably the other party already knew about it, and after arranging the funeral, he immediately had nothing to say.
He walked a few steps and came to the lobby of the Mu family, which had been temporarily arranged in the style of a mourning hall, and a group of filial sons and grandchildren were weeping in filial clothing.
"Mu Xi and I are also friends, and we are here to worship!"
Fang Xi twirled three sticks of incense, bowed solemnly, and turned to greet everyone in the Mu family.
"Thanks..."
Mu Wen was dressed in filial piety, wiped away tears, and seemed to be less arrogant than before in dealing with people.
‘Young people grow up very fast...I hope there will be a change in the future, and I will live up to the hard work...'
Fang Xi sighed in his heart, and said again: "I borrowed twenty spiritual stones from fellow Taoist Rottenwood before. Today, the harvest of spiritual rice is abundant, and I wanted to return them, but I didn't expect that heaven and man will be separated forever. Alas... I hope that Fellow Fellow Rottenwood will reincarnate in the future, continue Get on the road!"
This is just a scene, after all, there is no such thing as a **** in the world of cultivating immortals.
The so-called reincarnation is nothing more than a good wish.
Mu Wen was a little stunned when he heard this: "The old ancestor didn't talk about this before the soul wandered into Taixu..."
These are twenty spirit stones! Could it be that the ancestors were confused at the time?
It's just, why don't you leave an IOU certificate?
Fortunately, this person still knows to pay back the money, but he doesn't know if interest has been deducted!
In Mu Wen's heart, he couldn't help turning back and forth.
Seeing him standing there, Fang Xi didn't say much, and handed a storage bag containing 600 catties of spiritual rice to Mu Wen: "This is 600 catties of spiritual rice, and the storage bag is my memorial ceremony." , nephew don't need to send it away..."
"Why is this so embarrassing?" Although Mu Wen said polite words, his palms were firmly grasping the storage bag.
Fang Xi said a few more words of comfort, turned to leave, and sighed secretly in her heart: "It's still only a layer of skin... As expected, the most difficult thing to change is the human bone."
…
Emerald Cliff.
Fang Xi did not go to the funeral of Kuanmu Laodao.
He went to worship once, and he did his best, so that's all.
After all, he also has some friendship with the old man Kuchimu.
As for this old Taoist hoping to transfer his friendship to his descendants? It's kind of naive...
Fang Xi took out the geographical jade slips that had been measured before, came to a place, grabbed a flag with both hands, and thrust it hard into the ground!
The whole body of the flag is pure white, and many mysterious runes are embroidered on the surface of the flag, with fluorescence flowing.
"There are 18 flags in the Xiaoyunyu Array, and there are other auxiliary components... plus the most core array disk, it is much more expensive than ordinary instruments..."
"There are some mistakes and omissions in the formation, and the formation will not be coherent..."
Fang Xi also felt at this time that it is no wonder that it is best to cultivate spiritual consciousness to get started with formations.
I don't have spiritual consciousness, so I can't release it outside, so many measurements and calculations are very troublesome. Even after setting up the array flags, observing the flow of spiritual energy is far less clear than the spiritual consciousness at a glance.
Fortunately, there is a jade slip. If you copy the answer, Fang Xi can still do it.
After a busy day, he came to the training room, and solemnly set low-grade spirit stones on the formation disk.
"The heavenly stems and earthly branches are right..."
"This is the time!"
After calculating the time and distance, Fang Xi buried the array plate in the dug out array eye.
Buzz!
The disk array activated instantly, and strips of pure white spirit patterns emerged, and continued to spread around.
Fang Xi is holding the main token of the control ban, constantly debugging...
(end of this chapter)