Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 134

[Chapter 133 Inventory and Departure (asking for monthly ticket)]

“Although the trouble has just passed, there are still many left…”

After a sigh, Fang Xi returned to the training room through the secret passage.

As soon as he opened the door to the training room, he heard the voice of Widow Wang: “Master… Master… It seems that there was an earthquake in Emerald Cliff just now… I… I seem to see a lot of tree roots emerging from the spiritual field…”

“Um?”

A fierce light flashed in Fang Xi’s eyes, and he looked at the moonlight outside.

Thanks to the protection of the small cloud and rain formation, the small earthquake that occurred in Emerald Cliff did not affect the outside world.

So…was there only one witness, Widow Wang?
His figure flashed and he came behind Widow Wang.

Bang!
Widow Wang’s eyes rolled back and she fainted.

“Congratulations… Night Raid Widow has achieved her goal!”

Looking at the fallen Widow Wang, Fang Xi made a complaint to ease his murderous intent.

Anyway, there are no demon trees in the underground cave anymore, and Tai Sui has been sent back to Daliang by him, so his mentality is pretty good now, and he is not afraid of any secrets being discovered.

“But, just in case…”

Fang Xi stretched out his right hand, and a vine-like root emerged from his sleeve, tied up Widow Wang, and brought her in front of him.

Ever since he completely refined the Demon Tree, Fang Xi felt as if he had an extra Demon Tree servant and possessed all of its abilities.

But… the demon tree was completely dead, and had lost its vitality. It could no longer be planted on the ground, and it was impossible to practice the “longevity technique”!
To refine the demon tree with the “demon refining method”, Fang Xi thought it was like a cultivator using the roots of a spiritual tree to make a magic weapon!

Once it is made into a magical instrument, it naturally cannot be planted in the ground and regain vitality!

But only in this way can we curb the harm of this demon to our will!
“However, there are also ways to change it…”

Fang Xi made the vine bloom instantly, and then a seed appeared in his hand.

This is the puppet seed of the demon tree! It still has a trace of life!
But Fang Xi feels that he can easily order it to die and never sprout again!
“Unfortunately… This is a third-generation seed, which will always be one level lower than my demon tree and two levels lower than the ancestor demon tree!”

“There’s no point in planting these three generations of seeds again. It would be better to go to Daliang later and look for the Ancestral Demon Tree…”

He looked at the puppet seed, thought about it, and decided not to plant it in Widow Wang. Instead, he performed another secret technique.

This secret technique is somewhat similar to the ‘bewitching technique’ that he got from Taoist Jiuxuan back then. Combined with the ability of the demon tree, it should not be a problem to temporarily tamper with the memory of a low-level cultivator.

Fang Xi finally continued to chant the spell, and plant roots emerged from his sleeves and pierced into the acupuncture points of Widow Wang.

She opened her eyes blankly and met Fang Xi’s eyes.

Then, a brilliant green light burst out from Fang Xi’s eyes and pierced into Widow Wang’s eyes.

This green light seemed to spread, causing a trace of pain to appear on Widow Wang’s face, and then her pupils also turned green, and then she fainted…

“It’s done.”

Fang Xi moved Widow Wang back to her own home and sat leisurely under the peach tree.

…

I don’t know how much time has passed, a morning sun rises from the east, and wisps of Taixuan purple air fall down.

Fang Xi, who was constantly looking inward and observing his own situation, opened his eyes:

“I have been planting trees for thirty years. Now I am fifty-three years old. I have perfected my Qi training and transformed my martial arts into a physical form. I am comparable to a fourth-level physical cultivator…”

“The art of formation and alchemy are both top-grade, the art of spiritual plants and beast control are also top-grade, and the talisman is middle-grade…”

“I have achieved the ‘Qingmu Spirit Body’, but the ‘Yi Mu Dharma Body’ failed. But it seems to be a remnant. Now my spirit body has the effects of maintaining youth, prolonging life, increasing spiritual roots, and wood-related magic… The upper limit of my life span is at least three hundred years!”

“One large storage bag, countless other storage bags, a low-grade spiritual weapon ‘Golden Dragon Shears’, a high-grade magical weapon-level Spirit Snake Armor, Black Iron Sword, Qingyuan Shield, Qinghe Sword, Black Feather Boat… and a batch of stolen magical weapons, and more than 2,000 spiritual stones.”

“A cellar of spiritual wine, a large amount of elixirs, a moderate amount of talismans, a first-class blue-and-white scarab beetle king and a group of insect monsters, and finally a dead fish that will not break through until the end…”

“A cave house on Jade Cliff, and 25 mu of spiritual farmland…”

…

“It turns out that I have accumulated such a fortune without realizing it. Time is indeed the greatest magician!”

After taking inventory of his family’s assets, Fang Xi couldn’t help but sigh.

He felt a little regretful about completely killing the demon tree, but he did not regret it.

If the demon tree had not been refined at that time, it would have been unknown who would refine whom in the future.

These demonic plants of heaven and earth are indeed quite dangerous!

As for the ‘Yi Mu Dharmakaya’? There will be opportunities to cultivate again in the future!
“But… I am free without having to worry about the ‘Longevity Technique’… I am free…”

Fang Xi opened his arms, as if trying to grasp the air called freedom.

“It’s just right. Now that I am free again, I can plan to build my foundation…”

“At the same time, we can also escape from the vortex of Wandao Lake.”

“Sometimes in life, you just need to take a step back.”

Fang Xi made plans secretly.

Building a foundation! It is the first level of the immortal path, and requires breaking through the levels of spirit, energy, and spirit!
“With my martial arts body, the blood and energy level will be no problem!”

“The Changchun Jue is a common skill. Even if you practice it to perfection, your magic power is not strong. This level is a bit difficult…”

“The spiritual consciousness barrier shouldn’t be a big problem…”

“According to rumors, it is difficult to build a foundation with middle and lower grade spiritual roots, while high grade spiritual roots can help build a foundation… Earth grade spiritual roots have a 30% chance of building a foundation, and heaven grade spiritual roots have no bottlenecks before forming a pill!”

As for spiritual bodies, most of them are beneficial to foundation building and increase the success rate significantly.

The reason? Fang Xi knew it.

For example, his ‘Qingmu Spirit Body’, on the day it was completed, directly helped him awaken his spiritual consciousness!

It was equivalent to helping cheat and clear the third level of the spirit, which naturally increased the probability of success!
“But even if I have a 70%, 80%, or even 99% chance of success in building the foundation, as long as there is a probability of death if the foundation fails, I still have to take the foundation-building pill!”

What’s more, Fang Xi now feels that his Changchun Jue magic power is relatively weak, and he needs the power of elixir to help him.

In this regard, he did not regret not changing to the Qingmu Gong!
After all, there might be traps in the Qingmu Gong!
As Changchun Jue was a common skill, it had no major problems except that its power was mediocre.

“Foundation Pill! Baize Immortal City!”

Fang Xi was silently making plans for the future.

At this time, the voice of Widow Wang came from outside the door: “Master…”

“Come in…”

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Fang Xi had a calm expression.

Widow Wang came in and bowed: “Master… It seems that there was a monster causing trouble in the spiritual field last night! It destroyed a lot of spiritual seedlings!”

“Yes, it’s a rare plant monster. I have killed it. You will feel dizzy and swollen for a few days due to its evil spirit. Just take some pills and you will be fine…”

Fang Xi nodded and casually threw a bottle of pills over.

“Thank you, sir!”

Widow Wang had long forgotten what happened last night, but she vaguely remembered the spiritual field, tentacles and so on, so she thought so. She took the pill and went out happily, but she did not plan to eat it herself, but saved it for Xiaohu.

…

After sending Widow Wang away, Fang Xi whistled and jumped lightly towards the cliff.

Whoosh!

After jumping off the cliff, the strong wind whistled in my ears.

Just as Fang Xi was about to fall into the lake, a large green fish that looked like an eel suddenly jumped out of the water, allowing Fang Xi to step on its head.

“Let’s go take a walk around!”

Fang Xi was in a playful mood. After all, he had been forced to be a tree-planting otaku for thirty years. Now that he was free, he had to let off some steam.

The big black carp was blowing bubbles, wondering why its owner was so excited today.

Besides, didn’t it usually stay at Emerald Cliff?
But it had no choice but to carry Fang Xi around, moving forward in the lake like a speedboat, and even following Fang Xi’s instructions, deliberately creating a few big waves, and then playing the role of a skateboard, being stepped on to surf…

…

The sun sets.

Wei Yixi stood on the Emerald Cliff and saw a young man in a green robe, riding a spirit beast, chasing the waves. She couldn’t help but reveal a charming smile: “Uncle… don’t you always hate going out? Why are you in such a refined mood today?”

“I haven’t been out for a long time, so I’m going out for a walk today.”

Fang Xi answered frankly.

Now he no longer has any weaknesses and has become a lot more relaxed.

In Wei Yixi’s opinion, she became more and more radiant!

“By the way, uncle… I heard that the monks’ coalition has already attacked Dragon Fish Island… If you hadn’t pulled me back, I would have become famous among the monks. Fairy Jade Bee, what do you think of this title?”

Wei Yixi originally wanted to join the battle, but was pushed back by Fang Xi.

According to this uncle, others risked their lives to join the war for spiritual land and resources. You have both, but you still want to join the war. Are you crazy?
“Why not call me Jade Bee Witch!”

Fang Xi smiled slightly, and then said: “By the way, you came at the right time today. I have something to tell you.”

“What do you want to confess?” Wei Yixi suddenly had a bad feeling.

“Uncle, I’d like to trouble you to look after the Jade Cliff, the cave, and the cellar of spiritual wine… You can take 50% of the income from the spiritual farm!”

Fang Xi’s words shocked Wei Yixi. She quickly looked Fang Xi up and down and found that he didn’t look like he was dying. She asked hurriedly, “Uncle, are you going on a long journey?”

“That’s right…”

Fang Xi didn’t know what this little witch was thinking about him, otherwise he would definitely give her two slaps on the head: “Master is at least a master of the late stage of Qi Refining, but now he is fifty-three years old and has to go out to find an opportunity for a breakthrough. After all… in his lifetime, uncle still wants to make a breakthrough in the foundation building stage!”

“Building a foundation? No… Uncle, if you fail to build a foundation, you will either die or be seriously injured. Don’t leave!”

Wei Yixi grabbed Fang Xi’s sleeve with true feelings.

“This is the way of monks like us!”

Fang Xi slowly but firmly broke free from Wei Yixi’s hand: “As for the island owner, please let me say something for her. Also, tell her to take care of herself!”

Ruan Xingling seemed to be mixed up with the remnants of the Situ family, but Fang Xi didn’t want to get too deeply involved, so he could only give her a tactful reminder.

After Wei Yixi agreed with tears in her eyes, Fang Xi returned to the cave, put the necessary things into the storage bag, put his hands behind his back, stepped on the big blue fish, and walked away in the sunset: “Yixi, the Qinghe Sword and the Blue Flower Scarab Beetle King in the cave, I will pass them on to you…”

This time, before building his foundation, he planned to go to Daliang first.

After thirty years of absence, I wonder how are you guys doing?
(End of this chapter)