Chapter 940: Fang Xian (Congratulations to the leader of the alliance when the breeze hears the fairy and the moon awakens the dream)
The stars change, and the years turn.
In a hurry, thousands of years passed by.
“My lord, here are this year’s accounts...”
Qi Huan respectfully handed an account book to Fang Xi for review.
At this time, he looked gray-haired and old, which was actually not a good thing.
High-level monks often do not experience such changes until the last period of time when their life span is exhausted.
Even if Fang Xi doesn't use Ku Rong Jue's ability to sense longevity, she knows that this old man's end is not far away.
‘That’s right, after all, it’s almost ten thousand years…’
‘Even Master Jingxin of Ji Le Pavilion has gone through several rounds, from Zen Master Xiaoyue, to Master Tuotuo, to Venerable Honglian...’
‘Even I have already passed through the eight major levels of immortal thunder, and I am only left with the last one to become an Earth Immortal. ’
Fang Xi said to himself.
“Well, the accounts have been done well...Since Gong Jiujin left, you have worked hard alone.”
He looked at the accounts and nodded in approval.
“Serve Zhai Zhong, even if you die...”
Qi Yuan's wrinkled old face smiled, revealing a few teeth.
He showed his loyalty here, but the other deacon had already disappeared.
Gong Jiujin originally had a lot of longevity, but he owed a lot of immortal jade to the masters. He was forced to participate in a ten thousand year celebration in a duel field, and then he met an immortal who could combine to kill Mahayana, and was directly killed. Bloody torture, died on the spot...
This made Fang Xi secretly sigh, no matter whether he is as greedy and ruthless as a wolf or as cunning as a fox, he still cannot escape the ruthlessness of time.
As Qi Yuan spoke, he even laughed: "My lord, we have known each other for thousands of years. You must be fully aware of what kind of person I am... In my life, I have joined many sects. Later, the higher my cultivation level, The older we get, the more we miss the past..."
Fang Xi nodded.
He now knows that Sanyuanmen and several other sects are all sects where Qi Jian once stayed.
Some are from small sects and sects in his Qi-refining and foundation-building stage, some are in the Dan-forming stage, Nascent Soul stage...
Such an ant-like sect cannot even be listed as a formal sect in the true immortal world. If it weren't for Qi Jian's pull, the sect would have been exterminated for who knows how many years.
He is nostalgic and reluctant to leave the sect, so he takes the title of Supreme Elder and has been planning for the sect...
‘Time is merciless, but people are affectionate. Is this how it is said? ’ Fang Xi thought to herself.
"It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are also good... After my death, the Sanyuan Sect was entrusted to Shi Yushu, and I also asked you to take care of me for a while..."
During the Mingyue Palace rebellion that year, the small forces under his command attacked each other and fought together several times. Shi Yushu proved his loyalty in the war and was selected by Lao Qi as his successor.
Qi Jian begged as he had already completely cleared up these matters.
“I’ll...see it again.”
Fang Xi sighed.
"Haha... I have seen countless people, but this is the first time I have met someone like Mr. Keqing. He is not greedy or possessive. Even if the headquarters comes to transfer him, he will not leave, but Mr. Keqing does not have much benefit here..."
Perhaps because he was about to die, Qi Jian spoke much more calmly, and some of his words could be called bold.
For the past ten thousand years, Fang Xi has guarded this run-down shop without fighting or robbing.
At first, the headquarters seemed to be investigating something.
Later, after the "Dugu Fang" made rapid progress, Miss Six finally seemed to remember that there was such a guest who had sent someone to recruit him after thousands of years passed.
At that time, as long as Fang Xi agreed, she would be out of the sea of suffering immediately.
But he still refused.
It seems that he is cultivating the cave just for these 100 square meters.
“I am just cultivating. When I become an immortal, what will happen?”
Fang Xi rarely told the truth.
Qi Yuan shook his head repeatedly: "The way of the Earth Immortal, the most important thing is material resources. Even if you follow the way of the Human Immortal of the Yuanshen True Immortal, can you just rely on this little 'talisman for receiving things' every year?"
“Lao Qi, you are in trouble...”
Fang Xi stood up, feeling very helpless. It was rare for him to tell the truth, but no one believed him.
He walked to the door and said: "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements for your death. The great monk Chaodu is a good man and has already reserved a place for you in the best cemetery..."
Qi Jian was speechless for a long time.
Then he looked at Fang Xi’s leaving figure, with some tears in his eyes, as if he was caressing the furniture in the dilapidated shop...
…
‘Another one has to be sent away…’
Stepping out of Fengyuanzhai shop, Fang Xi felt depressed for a moment.
However, when he saw the many sensual things in the outside world, his mood immediately cheered up.
The advantage of cultivating immortality is that it can keep him young forever.
Such as the flow of twilight energy, it is extremely difficult to see it in him.
‘Well, there is also the matter of the Black Mystic Sect...it has not been found on my head for ten thousand years, so the limelight is over...'
‘Is it time for those people to take out the things in their talismans and sell them as stolen goods? ’
Fang Xi had some fun and had fun before returning to his cave.
He has lived extremely comfortably these ten thousand years.
After all, it is a place of distribution, far away from the struggle in fasting.
“The ninth immortal thunder tribulation, becoming an immortal... is about to happen...”
Thinking that over the years, even though she had heard of Dugu Fang's name in this golden bamboo sea, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xi's lips.
This fairy seed is also a good person and attracts a lot of firepower to him.
Fang Xi looked inside herself and saw that the Nascent Soul had almost completely transformed into the Yuanshen. Its whole body was translucent and had the quality of jade. Through the Yuanshen, the heaven and earth spiritual roots of one of the ancestor demon trees could be vaguely seen.
‘Tao, fruit, creation…’
In the realm of earthly immortals.
Most of the ancestor demon tree is dry and dying.
Not far away, the ginseng fruit tree is lush and green, bearing a single fruit on the crown of the tree.
It is about the size of a fist, white, tender and baby-shaped, with two green leaves next to it. It is indeed a nearly ‘ripe’ ginseng fruit!
“This ginseng fruit has special properties. It’s almost ripe now, so it’s not good to store it here…”
“I’m just looking for an opportunity to return to the Immortal Realm to survive the ninth Immortal Thunder Tribulation…”
While thinking, Fang Xi turned into a escaping light and flew out of Lingshan after a thousand years.
…
A hidden cave somewhere in the Golden Bamboo Sea.
Fang Xi stood with his hands behind his back, and the void opened behind him, swallowing him up.
Within the realm of earthly immortals.
He walked past the withered ancestor demon tree and came to the ginseng fruit tree.
“Disease!”
Fang Xi spoke the mantra, and the strands of the Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Trees gathered together and fell into the ginseng fruit tree.
This mother energy of ten thousand trees has the miraculous effect of accelerating the ripening of spiritual plants!
Injecting it at this time immediately replenishes the last bit of time and energy, making the ginseng fruit ripen in advance!
Wow!
There was a cry, just like a human baby falling to the ground. A white light flashed on the surface of the ginseng fruit, and it fell from the branch.
‘According to the classics of the True Immortal Realm, ginseng fruit will fall when it comes in contact with gold, fall in when it comes in contact with soil, and rot when it comes in contact with wood…’
‘But a ginseng tree bears at least thirty-three fruits…’
‘It is completely different from this kind of borrowing secret techniques and using spiritual roots to give birth to vitality fruits...'
Fang Xi's thoughts were racing, but she didn't catch it with a jade box or anything like that, and let the ginseng fruit fall to the ground.
Click!
From the ginseng fruit, there was a sound of breaking, and a baby born in vain appeared.
With one step, he grew one year older in an instant. After seven steps, he had grown into the appearance of a seven-year-old child.
Two green leaves turned into a blue boy's robe and put it on him.
Fang Xi took a closer look and saw that the child had red lips and white teeth, a little baby fat on his face, and a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows. When he saw her, his black eyes suddenly lit up, and he ran over with his little feet raised and knelt on the ground: "My son greets his father... woo hoo!"
Before he could speak, his mouth was sealed by a magic power, and he could only stare at Fang Xi with an innocent face.
"Ahem...Although you were born from this fruit tree in the spiritual realm, you were raised by nature. Don't call me father, call me master."
Fang Xi coughed, released the magic power, and asked, "Do you still understand?"
"clear!"
The little child felt a little aggrieved. From the moment he became conscious, he was in the ginseng fruit tree, and the ginseng fruit tree was conceived in the earthly fairy realm.
For him, Fang Xi is the world.
But the other party didn't allow him to call him father, only master... He immediately called out aggrievedly - "Master!"
"Um."
Fang Xi smiled slightly, and without leaving any trace, started searching the child's soul again. Knowing that he only had memories of the time after the True Immortal Realm, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
‘In this case, this child should still be placed in the real immortal world, and he will not be brought down to earth even once. This is considered safe. ’
After making this decision in his heart, he looked at the little kid: "Do you have a name?"
Although this ginseng fruit was born with knowledge, he still had a naive heart and was confused about many things.
At this time, I was so blessed that I bowed again: "Master, please give me your name!"
“Well, that’s all…”
Fang Xi pretended to think for a moment, and then said: "In that case, you can take my surname as Fang... As for the name? Just 'Xian' is enough. From today on, you will be called 'Fang Xian'."
“Thank you, Master, I have a name!”
Fang Xian had a big smile on his face and performed a backflip on the spot.
“Well, you want to follow my master to cultivate immortality, come here and let me see your qualifications...”
When Fang Xi saw this disciple, she couldn't help but think of the salty egg disciple she picked up casually in the Red Sun Realm, whose bones had long since turned into ashes.
When I thought about this, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He put his palm on Fang Xian's little head, and an unexpected expression appeared on his face: "The other systems are just fine. This wood spiritual root is far superior to the heavenly spiritual root. Perhaps it should be called For—'immortal wood spiritual root'?"
Fang Xi looked at Fang Xian, then at the ginseng fruit tree behind Fang Xian, and sighed: "Recruiting a disciple is indeed a huge loss of money."
Since Fang Xian has the spiritual root of immortal wood, he is naturally extremely suitable for the inheritance of the Earth Immortal!
And this ‘ginseng fruit tree’ and him were a match made in heaven!
I’m afraid that as the name suggests, he will definitely become an immortal in this life!
He will also be the successor of his own mantle!
(End of this chapter)