Gou Cultivates Immortals In the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

  Chapter 92 Mu Yu (seeking a monthly ticket)

  After working hard, I looked at the enlarged cave.

  Fang Xi sat on a rock, took out the jade slip of the 'Longevity Technique', and slowly comprehended it.

   This place is naturally the place he prepared for himself to plant trees!

   In this way, the possibility of exposure at the beginning is extremely small.

   Moreover, once you encounter trouble, secrets are revealed, or even besieged by powerful enemies, you can escape from the cliff on the other side and jump directly into Wandao Lake.

   After entering the lake, with the help of the lake water to cover up, go directly across, it is seamless!

   This is just in case.

  'Well... In this way, I will fail to practice the 'Longevity Technique' at most, and the damage to my body and mana will be minimal...'

  After studying the exercises several times, Fang Xi came to a conclusion.

  A moment later, he took the jade slip and took out the dusty seed.

   This is the one he selected carefully from the three seeds, the one with the most vitality.

   As for the demon tree in the Great Liang World, he was crazy to make up his mind!

  Under the soft light of the night pearl.

  Fang Xi recited the notes one by one, and strands of green light suddenly bloomed in her eyes.

  The next moment, he took out a magic weapon dagger, withdrew the real gun, cut open the skin of his finger forcefully, and let the blood drip from the belly of the finger drip on the spiritual seed.

   Gululu!

   A strange thing happened.

  The blood dripped on the seeds, and it penetrated quickly, and was quickly absorbed by the seeds!

   On the surface of the seeds, fine blood-colored runes emerged one by one, and then disappeared quickly, disappearing without a trace...

   This is the preparation for the first sacrifice of the natal spiritual plant in the "Longevity Technique"!

   Use mana to cleanse the spirit seeds every day, supplemented by blood essence, and establish contact!

  Because this is the species of the demon tree, Fang Xi made more preparations and tried to be prepared.

  After finishing her daily homework, Fang Xi hesitated.

  After being dazed for a long time, a ruthless look suddenly appeared on his face, and he grabbed the spirit seed, and his five fingers were agile, like turning yin and yang!

"drink!"

  Fang Xi yelled violently, activated 'Qi Penetrating the Whole Body', and covered his whole body with a blood-red coat.

   "Hunyuan Zhengong!"

  He practiced martial arts move by move, gathering the extremely condensed fist in the palm of his hand, constantly refining this spiritual seed!

   This is Dugu's hopeless 'swallowing magic technique'!

  With the blood and will of the great master...continuously impact and refine the will remaining in the demon species!

  By now, Fang Xi has basically confirmed that there is no other remnant of spirit in this spirit seed, only his own brand is left.

   "It's a pity... If you can advance to the realm of 'True Astral Transformation', it will be even more secure!"

  After finishing a set of punches, Fang Xi looked at the Spirit Seed, feeling a little emotional, but quickly let go of her worries.

  Dugu Wuwang was only a master of body refining back then, but he was safe and sound for so long after swallowing a piece of Qilin Demon's flesh and blood.

  I am an immortal cultivator, and if I prepare the elixir of peace, I won't be defeated by a mere demon seed!

   It's almost the same as the demon tree itself!

  …

  After some busy work, Fang Xi covered the cliff entrance and climbed back to the practice room along the secret path.

   Sitting cross-legged, Fang Xiping calmed down and began to practice the 'Changchun Jue'!

   After the meritorious deeds have completed Zhou Tian, ​​they will go out of the training room and go to the talisman making room to learn how to draw symbols, or go to the weapon refining room to try refining weapons.

  A peaceful life is so unpretentious.

  Take care of the spiritual fields every day, dig caves, practice exercises, and then try to learn the craft of cultivating immortals...

  When Fang Xi was in Baochuanfang City, he had already collected as many inheritances as possible.

   After several months of experiments, he had to admit that he had no special talent in alchemy, talisman making, and weapon refining.

  If you want to improve, you can only spend a lot of materials and pile it up!

  This result made Fang Xi a little frustrated.

  Facts have proved that he is not a genius.

   It was the breeding log left by Miao Dong that allowed him to figure out a few ways, and the progress of Ling Zhifu was also quite fast.

   "Could it be that my talents are all focused on raising spirit beasts and spirit plants?"

  Fang Xi had no choice but to be so skeptical.

  In addition to this, it is the inheritance of puppet art that he has always been thinking about, because it is too partial, and there has been no news.

  Actually, Fang Xi believed that in the kung fu cabinets of those big families, there should be puppet art inheritance.

   But if people don't show it, he doesn't even have a clue where to grab it!

   "Forget it... there is nothing perfect in this world?"

   "The current preparations are almost enough."

  Fang Xi watched the raindrops gradually stop outside the window, and secretly made a decision: "It's time...to set up the 'little cloud and rain array'."

  …

  The summer rain comes and goes quickly.

   On the second day, it was suddenly cloudless and sunny again.

  Fang Xi picked up a fish basket and jumped off the emerald cliff!

   Whoosh!

  A black cloud suddenly appeared, supporting his figure.

  He cruised on the lake, chose a reef, cast his fishing rod, and started fishing.

  In Wandao Lake, there are spirit fish!

   Even, many monks make a living by doing this, such as Miao Dong who raised Shui Laoya.

  Fang Xi didn't want to catch spirit fish, she just wanted to have some fun.

   Several hours later, a huge paper crane flew slowly from the direction of Jingyue Lake.

  Fang Xi looked at her empty fish basket, put the fishing rod and basket together in the storage bag, and greeted the past.

   "Haha...Fang Daoyou is leisurely today, how many fish did you catch?"

  The old man Kuchimu saw Fang Xi's actions, but asked with a smile on purpose.

   As we all know, living things cannot be put into storage bags.

   "Farming and fishing, the most important thing is to cultivate the heart!"

  Fang Xi replied with a cold face.

"Hahaha!"

  The old man Kuchimu laughed happily. He had been choked by Fang Xi's yin and yang a lot of times before, and today he finally felt elated.

   "Old Taoist Rotten Wood, why are you here today?" Fang Xi curled her lips, too lazy to argue with this half-destroyed old man.

  He could see that this rotten old man could no longer suppress the aging of his body, exuding bursts of death.

  This person's time limit is approaching. The reason why he was willing to work hard at the beginning was also for the consideration of future generations.

   "I am very happy today, the descendants of the old man have arrived, and I am here to invite fellow Taoists to celebrate."

  The old Taoist Kuchiki saluted sincerely: "In the future, the old great-great-grandson will ask fellow Taoists."

   "This is your own business..."

  Fang Xi shook her head again and again, but seeing the old man who was almost pleading, and remembering how much the other party had borrowed twenty spirit stones back then, she reluctantly nodded: "Forget it, I'll go and ask for a glass of water and wine..."

   Immediately took out the black cloud pocket, and slowly followed Kuanmu Laodao to the Twin East Peak.

   "Spiritual land..."

The dead wood is old and frail, and it seems that even his magic power has declined a lot. The paper crane he drives can only run as fast as an adult, and he happened to say something to Fang Xi: "It's time for us to catch up, and the island owner has the heart again. Goodness, good words... Back then, when the Wandao Lake cultivation domain was opened, the ancestors of my Mu family were only able to refine Qi to the sixth level, and led a group of people to fight through thorns and thorns. Eight uncles died before they managed to open up a spiritual island. However, he was robbed by ingenuity, and the ancestor was so angry that he vomited blood and died..."

   "The descendants are incompetent, and have been living as tenant farmers for other forces. To put it bluntly, it is a family of refining qi, but in fact it is a rootless casual cultivator..."

   "When it comes to the old generation, I barely rely on the accumulated contacts to do some work of buying and selling news and middlemen..."

   "But now, our Mu family finally has a place to inherit. After I die, I will have the face to face my ancestors..."

  'Muxi' - this is the real name of Kuimu Laodao.

  His face was ruddy, quite similar to a reflection of the light.

  Fang Xi was afraid that the old man of the dead wood would not be able to catch his breath, so he fell headlong into the magic weapon.

   Fortunately, the other party's control of the magic weapon was quite stable, and he walked slowly all the way to the Twin East Peak.

  The mountain is not high, and the forest is verdant, but the scenery is quite beautiful.

   Several rows of wooden houses have been built on the nodes where the aura gathers. Some of the bark has not been peeled off, exuding a fragrance of grass and trees.

  Several men, women, old and young were busy at work. When they saw the old man Kuanmu approaching, they quickly stepped forward to salute, and called him 'Old Ancestor'!

  Fang Xi looked over and found that there were at least dozens of men, women, and families.

Among them, two or three old men are almost as old as the rotten wood, but their cultivation is only two or three layers of Qi refining. Their faces and hands are full of signs of vicissitudes of life, and they even have an aura that Fang Xi is very familiar with. They are probably the spirits of other people's tenants. farmers.

  ‘These few must not only have inferior spiritual roots, but also have been squeezed by big families. They have no time to practice, and if they save some spiritual crystals in their teeth, they will secretly pass them to the younger generation.

  Fang Xi guessed in her heart, but there was a smile on her face, and they all saluted.

The old Taoist Kuchimu deliberately brought him in front of a handsome young man in brocade robes, and solemnly introduced him: "This is the great-great-grandson of the old man—Mu Wen, who has cultivated to the fourth level of Qi refining in his twenties, and his aptitude is almost as good as that of fellow Taoists." In comparison, he will be the next generation head of my Mu family..."

  Hearing this, Mu Wen felt faintly proud.

   I heard the old Taoist said again: "Wen'er, I haven't seen you Uncle Fang soon! Uncle Fang not only planted a good field, but he almost killed the entire Lu family with one sword at the time. He is quite a sword cultivator!"

   "Meet Uncle Fang!"

   Mu Wen reluctantly stepped forward to salute Fang Xi, who looked not much older than himself, but he was slandering in his heart: 'One person, one sword, kill through the Lu family? At that time, the Lu family only had monks in the early stage of Qi refining, and there were masters in the late stage of Qi refining, so I can do it myself! '

   "Nephew, get up quickly..." Fang Xi clapped his hands up: "In terms of aptitude, I'm just average."

   In fact, his own family knows about his own affairs.

  If there were no resources brought by the shuttle trade between the two worlds to buy pills, he would probably still be struggling on the third level of Qi Refining now!

   "Cousin Manlou, did you hear that? These casual cultivators are in their twenties and have only cultivated Qi for three or four levels. It's so amazing..."

  A white jade boat flew over and suddenly stopped in the sky.

Mo Qingyu jumped down and said to the wind on the boat: "In my Mo family, if the children and grandchildren are still unable to break through the fourth level of Qi refining at the age of twenty-five, they can only be sent to work in the family spirit field and shop. ..."

  (end of this chapter)