Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 102

[Chapter 101 One Year Later (asking for monthly ticket)]

The next day.

Emerald Cliffs.

Fang Xi rubbed his waist, sighed, and continued to bend down to replant the ‘Red Blood Spirit Rice’.

This time, in addition to the Red Blood Spiritual Rice, he also selected a piece of land with the most abundant spiritual energy and planted an acre of ‘Qinghe Spiritual Rice’!
This kind of spiritual rice needs to be planted in paddy fields. It is shaped like a lotus flower. When it is harvested, peel off the lotus flower and lotus leaves to get a lotus pod full of spiritual rice.

Moreover, it tastes like the fresh fragrance of lotus and has an excellent taste.

This is the magical rice for monks to eat!

Fang Xi planted them for his own consumption.

“Small Cloud and Rain Formation, start!”

After finishing tending to an acre of land, he flew into the air, took out the restriction token, and entered the magic formula.

Crash!
A layer of invisible ripples spread out, and a large amount of white mist condensed and turned into rain clouds, sprinkling down strands of spiritual water.

With the large formation, farming becomes much more convenient.

…

Fang Xi worked hard for several days before he finally finished replanting the spiritual rice.

Before he could rest and catch his breath, he noticed a sound transmission note flying towards him.

After taking it, he opened the formation and found Ruan Xingling flying in with a flower basket under her feet and a smile on her face.

“Meet the island owner.”

Fang Xi bowed.

“I looked for you several times before, but you were nowhere to be seen… I thought something had happened to you, fellow Taoist.” Ruan Xingling looked Fang Xi up and down, and found that he was still at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and frowned slightly.

“I was in seclusion practicing a spell and couldn’t go out. Is there something wrong, island master?”

Fang Xi made up an excuse at random.

“It’s nothing serious. I just found a few immortal seedlings at the ‘Spirit Testing Conference’ and wanted to invite you to watch the ceremony…”

Ruan Xingling seemed to be sighing: “Now the Wandao Lake is not peaceful. First, a madman killed five cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining outside the Treasure Ship Market, which led to changes in power in the market and unrest… Half a month ago, my great-grandfather and the ancestor of the Mo family were attacked by unknown cultivators when they were out and were seriously injured!”

“What?”

Fang Xi’s face changed drastically: “So many big things have happened? Could it be that the lunatic outside the Treasure Ship Market failed to build his foundation? And what about the ancestors of the Feng and Mo families? Have they had any problems?”

“I’m not very optimistic, but at least he managed to save his life. It is said that the murderer was a silver-armored giant holding a black sword… His attack was extremely sharp. The ancestor of the Mo family had a top-grade defensive magic weapon, but he was still chopped into half of his body by a sword. If it weren’t for the timely rescue, I’m afraid he would have…” Ruan Xingling’s expression was extremely serious: “This person has never appeared in the Wandao Lake cultivation world before, and I don’t know where he came from?”

“Could it be… that this is the foreign aid that the old monster Gold Teeth invited?”

Fang Xi thought for a moment and stated his guess seriously.

“Impossible…” Ruan Xingling said, “Golden Flame Island of the Golden Tooth Monster was also attacked by this silver-armored man, and many of his disciples died. The Golden Tooth Monster himself couldn’t take him down, and instead lost some of his vitality… If he hadn’t hidden in the formation in time, he would have been seriously injured…”

Before Fang Xi, no matter who the mastermind was, he would fight all the suspects together, and the old monster with the golden teeth was no exception.

“hiss……”

At this moment, he took a deep breath in response: “It’s so ferocious, isn’t it another Qi Refining Great Perfection?”

“Well, this person is moody. You have to be careful and don’t leave the island recently.”

Ruan Xingling gave a warning and looked at the spiritual field where Qinghe spiritual rice was planted: “Is this… Qinghe spiritual rice?”

“Yes, the soil quality of the spiritual fields has improved recently, and with the help of the formation, we can grow some good rice.”

Fang Xi squatted on the ridge of the field, his eyes full of anticipation for a good harvest.

“This rice is good. When the spiritual rice is harvested, please give me some…”

Ruan Xingling said with a half-smile on her face, and then sighed faintly: “Alas… This island master has been very busy recently, and I have to help stabilize the situation of the Feng Family and the Mo Family… I’m afraid I’ll be busy for a while.”

Although Feng Baimeng and the Mo family’s ancestor did not die, they were seriously injured.

Considering their age, even if their injuries improve, their lifespan is almost up…

Therefore, all conspiracies and schemes must be put aside.

This made Ruan Xingling feel that the island affairs had become much calmer. Feng Manlou and Mo Qingyu no longer looked for trouble, and they seemed to be keeping their tails between their legs…

This is also Fang Xi’s purpose.

After this incident, except for the cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage, few dared to leave the range of the island protection formation.

Recently, this area of the island has become peaceful and is perfect for planting trees.

Of course, just to be safe.

It’s better to wait another year until the hype has died down…

…

Spring goes and autumn comes.

Another year has passed.

Fang Xi counted on his fingers and found that he was already twenty-three years old, and his cultivation was still hovering at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Crash!

Inside the courtyard, by the pond, there was a big black carp that looked fat and strong, and had grown a lot bigger than before.

Fang Xi casually opened a magic shield to block the water in the pond, muttering to himself: “This fish won’t advance no matter how I raise it. How about stewing it?”

Splash!
The next moment, the big black fish was so scared that it hid in the mud at the bottom of the pond, trembling…

‘mock up……’

Seeing this, Fang Xi chuckled in his heart, stood up, went to the spiritual field, and began to harvest the spiritual rice.

This time, the twelve acres of red blood rice were planted a little late, so only about two hundred kilograms were harvested per acre.

After working for several days, they finally piled a total of more than 2,700 kilograms of spiritual rice into the warehouse.

“There’s so much spiritual rice that Tai Sui can’t even finish it… We can try making wine. There’s a first-level wine recipe in the Dionysus that can strengthen the blood and qi, and it’s very suitable for the red blood spiritual rice…”

Fang Xi made some calculations secretly, and then came to the best paddy field.

On the shallow water surface, there are lotus leaves.

He picked up one, peeled off the lotus leaves, and saw the lotus pod full of magical rice.

A fresh fragrance of lotus immediately spread out.

Fang Xi peeled it carefully and saw that each grain of Qing He Ling rice was the size of a longan, just like a lotus seed, pure white except for the tip which was a light lotus color. At first glance, it looked like small longevity peaches and was very pleasing to the eye.

“Island Master Ruan has been eyeing this magical rice for a long time, it’s time to send it over!”

The yield per mu of Qingheling rice is even lower, only about 100 kilograms.

Fang Xi packed thirty kilograms of spiritual rice, thought for a while, and packed another ten kilograms. He took the black feather boat and came to the Jingyue Villa where the Ruan family lived, by the Jingyue Lake.

“Fang Daoyou, you are here!”

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Feng Manlou just walked out and saw Fang Xi, and he bowed: “Are you here to see the island master? The island master happens to be free, I’m here to report to you!”

“Thank you, fellow Taoist.”

Feeling a hint of kindness from Feng Manlou, Fang Xi bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Well, ever since Feng Baimeng was severely injured, he seemed to have given up some thoughts. He has started to marry and have children, and has been trying hard to integrate into Peach Blossom Island.

The relationship with Fang Xi naturally changed from hostility to friendship.

As for Mo Qingyu, he still seems to have evil intentions, but without the support of the Mo family, he can’t cause any trouble.

Fang Xi just let Ruan Xingling worry about her own headache.

After a moment, Feng Manlou walked out: “The island owner wants to see you!”

Fang Xi nodded, walked into the hall, and saw Ruan Xingling.

Compared with before, this woman was more majestic, and the image of the gentle, generous and bright woman in Fang Xi’s memory gradually became blurred…

“…I wanted to send this harvest of spiritual rice to the island owner.”

Fang Xi kept on talking about some trivial matters such as farming and fish farming, and also presented some Qingheling rice.

“I just mentioned it casually, but you are so thoughtful.”

Ruan Xingling looked at the lotus leaves wrapped with spiritual rice, and suddenly asked: “Since you are devoted to farming, why don’t you find a Taoist partner? That would be helpful, right? If you are willing, this island owner is willing to help you…”

“Well… Actually, besides farming, I still have some aspirations for my own path to becoming an immortal. Since I have already pledged my life to becoming an immortal, it is difficult for me to pledge my life to others. I hope the island master does not have to do this.”

Fang Xi raised his eyebrows and refused: “Actually… after I go back, I have already prepared to practice in seclusion. I am afraid I will have to come less often to see the island master in the future…”

“I didn’t expect you to be such an ascetic.”

Ruan Xingling’s expression remained gentle: “Forget it…just get out!”

“I’ll take my leave!”

Fang Xi bowed and walked out of the hall.

Behind him, there seemed to be a low sigh, but the pleasant ringing sound did not accompany it…

…

After Fang Xi left Jingyue Lake, he thought for a while and decided not to go back to Emerald Cliff directly, but to take a detour to Twin Peaks.

On the top of East Peak, Mu Wen became the patriarch of the Mu family. He built a large mansion and also reclaimed a lot of spiritual fields outside the mansion. It seemed that he was living a prosperous life.

Apart from the lack of a mountain protection formation, it can be considered the prototype of a small family.

Looking at the old farmers working diligently in the spiritual fields, Fang Xi nodded and shook his head. He did not land the flying boat, but left directly and headed for the Twin West Peak.

On top of West Peak.

Flowers are everywhere, and in a valley, a magical spring is flowing.

A small house was built next to the spiritual spring and surrounded by a bamboo fence.

There are more than a dozen beehives inside the fence, with snow-white jade bees flying in and out.

Hua Chanjuan looked a little more haggard than before. She was carrying a baby girl on her back and taking care of a beehive.

When he saw the escaping light, he was startled at first, but then he saw that it was Fang Xi, and his expression eased a little: “So it’s Brother Fang, what brings you here this time?”

“Friend Hua Dao!”

Fang Xi gave him ten kilograms of spiritual rice, and then said: “I will also go into seclusion for a long time when I go back this time, hoping to break through the late stage of Qi Refining before I turn forty… Although the road ahead is uncertain, I have to try my best, so I can’t come more often in the future. I hope I am rude, fellow Taoist, please forgive me!”

“Practicing behind closed doors, very good, this is very good!”

Hua Chanjuan smiled after hearing this: “To be honest, I want my Yixi to be by my side all the time. It’s best if she doesn’t even leave Xifeng. There are only bad guys outside!”

“Is there something wrong with this female cultivator’s brain?”

When Fang Xi saw this scene, he secretly resented it.

“Oh, I haven’t invited you in yet to taste a bowl of spiritual honey water!”

Hua Chanjuan seemed to have just reacted: “My ‘Jade Bee Honey’, the island owner said it was good after drinking it…”

“No need.”

Fang Xi waved his hand, jumped onto the flying boat and left.

Back at Emerald Cliff, he took a deep breath, slightly excited.

Everything is ready, it’s time to start planting trees!

(End of this chapter)