Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 18

[Chapter 18 Summer Bamboo Shoots and Winemaking (Seeking Recommendations)]

Outside Black Stone City.

Near the business road.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the air!
Bang!
A giant black wolf with two heads, as tall as two people, fell to the ground.

Linghu Yang landed lightly on the ground, and his two thick palms instantly returned to their jade-white color.

“Uncle Linghu’s Five Thunder Hand has become more and more advanced.”

Chunyu congratulated softly: “You killed this demon wolf with just one strike!”

“Uncle Linghu will definitely become the elder of our Yuanhe Mountain in the future. Even the position of the head of the sect will be very promising…”

Qiao Wuchang was all smiles.

“It’s just a lowly little demon among the alien demons…it’s nothing.”

Linghu Yang waved his hands, looking indifferent, as if this was not something to be proud of: “You guys clean up this place, I’ll go back first… Recently, monsters have appeared frequently outside the city, maybe there is something going on, I’m going to write a letter to ask the sect.”

Chunyu and Qiao Wuchang looked at each other and felt a slight chill on their backs.

These strange monsters that originally lived in the deep mountains and old forests suddenly ran out of their territory. Perhaps… there were stronger strange monsters in the territory, or even… demons!

But looking at the martial arts gym owners who were assisting nearby, the two looked at each other and did not speak.

After Linghu Yang left, Qiao Wuchang looked at the smelly corpse of the demon wolf and waved his hand under his nose in disgust: “You… take good care of this demon wolf and send it to Yuanhe Mountain. Do you understand?”

“clear!”

“Yes, sir!”

Several martial arts gym masters looked at each other, and although they felt a little humiliated, they still agreed.

This time, the government took the lead in clearing out the strange monsters and issued orders, with Linghu Yang from Yuanhe Mountain as the main force.

These martial arts gym owners are usually very powerful in the city, but now their martial arts skills are inferior to others, so they can only help out and be ordered around.

Fortunately, cooking a monster, although dirty and tiring, is not dangerous, and you can also take away some leftovers as a benefit.

“Brother Feng, let’s get started now!”

As they watched the people from Yuanhe Mountain gradually go away, a martial arts gym owner in a black robe spoke.

“Well, this beast is quite heavy. I think I can get at least several thousand pounds of good meat out of it.”

Brother Feng smiled as he secretly calculated how many pounds of monster meat he could withhold and how much silver he could get from selling it.

The monster’s fur and flesh are extremely tough. Even ordinary warriors who have reached the third level of Qi and Blood may not be able to break it. Only the owner of a martial arts gym can help.

At this time, everyone came forward, skinning and removing bones, and was busy having a lot of fun.

“Alas… Yuanhe Mountain is Yuanhe Mountain. Look at this Five Thunder Palm. The power is as fierce as a punishment from heaven…”

Brother Feng peeled off a piece of wolf meat along the wound and was saying something when he suddenly cried out, “Not good!”

“Um?”

The other martial arts gym owners were startled and quickly stepped back a few steps, preparing their martial arts stances.

“There’s…something…moving!”

Brother Feng had his back to the crowd and spoke incoherently.

And above the wolf corpse on the ground, a strange scene was happening.

One after another, black vine-like things drilled in and out of the wolf’s body, as if replacing its blood vessels and bones and supporting its flesh and blood again.

Snap, crunch…

The sound that made one’s teeth ache continued to ring out. It was the vines that were gnawing at the wolf’s bones and replacing them bit by bit…

“Ouch!”

In the blink of an eye, the demon wolf that had already died stood up again tremblingly, with blood still dripping from its wounds. It let out a roar, and stared blankly at everyone present with its dead white eyes!

“Hehe…”

A martial arts gym owner looked pale: “Brother Feng, this…what should we do?”

“How… do I… know?”

Brother Feng turned around and saw tiny roots coming out of his mouth, nostrils, ears…

It looked like the roots of some plant!
There was no doubt that he had also been attacked by a vicious person.

“Oh no, Brother Feng also…”

“Evil creature, look at my Thunder Hand!”

Various shouts were heard one after another, and then turned into screams.

In the end, all sounds disappeared, and only the sound of tiny gnawing could be heard.

Then, one after another, the mutilated human bodies stood up unsteadily, standing side by side with the wolf corpses, looking towards the direction of Black Rock City, with a stiff smile on their gray faces…

…

Fang Xi had no idea what was happening outside Blackrock City.

He has returned to the Southern Wilderness cultivation world.

Whether it is practicing martial arts or the Changchun Jue, the environment in the Southern Wilderness’s immortal cultivation world is better.

When he arrived at his yard, Fang Xi saw Chen Ping who had just returned from outside.

Well, the other party’s steps were unsteady, and that figure inexplicably reminded Fang Xi of Old Maitou.

“Fellow Daoist Chen.”

He was the first to say hello.

“Fang Daoyou.”

Chen Ping returned the gift with a satisfied look on his face, and said with a little gratitude: “That Red Bee Fairy is really considerate… I also want to thank you for telling me last time.”

“No, no.”

Fang Xi said a few polite words, and then they discussed their experiences with each other, and they immediately felt that their relationship had become much closer.

“I have long wanted to make more friends, but I have always been a loner and can’t put on the shame…”

Fang Xi finally expressed his own troubles.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping immediately laughed: “I have quite a few Taoist friends I know in the market. I will introduce them to you when the time comes. We can…”

Looking at the man’s back as he returned to the house, Fang Xi nodded and then shook his head.

In fact, if Chen Ping could transfer his obsession with Fellow Daoist Lu Zhi to the Red Bee Fairy, that would be a good thing… maybe?

After all, it’s a matter of one willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten, right? It just costs a little spirit stones.

…

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Spring goes and summer comes.

When the summer thunder roared, Fang Xi, wearing a straw raincoat, came to the emerald green bamboo forest.

“Spring breeze turns to rain, and all things come to life. Hurry!”

In the bamboo forest, Fang Xi had a solemn expression and was making hand gestures.

As the magic power in his body quickly dissipated, a seal appeared in the palm of his hand, gradually becoming clearer, and then flew into the air.

Clouds of mist appeared out of nowhere, covering the area of one acre and three thirds of land, and then raindrops fell.

Wisps of it, like a dream or like fog.

Spring Breeze and Rain Technique!
This technique not only summons rain, but also mixes weak spiritual power into the rain, which can effectively promote the growth of spiritual bamboo!
Rustle!

The raindrops containing spiritual energy fell on the earth, quickly seeping into the soil and into the roots of the spiritual bamboo.

Beneath the ground, tenacious life breaks through the soil and the young bamboo shoots begin to show their pointed tips.

“When spring comes and summer comes, everything comes to life, it’s wonderful beyond words…”

Fang Xi opened his arms and even raised his head, letting the spiritual rain hit his raincoat and sprinkle on his face with a look of satisfaction.

At this time, it is time to plant summer Lingzhu rice.

As a spiritual farmer, he must come here every once in a while to perform the “Spring Breeze and Rain Technique” to provide nutrients for the spiritual bamboo shoots.

This is closely related to next year’s harvest, and no spiritual farmer dares to neglect it.

Including Chen Ping!

Although he was very reluctant, according to what the other party said, he had reduced the number of visits to the Red Bee Fairy recently.

There is no way. His ability to draw talismans is not good enough to support his cultivation. Currently he still has to rely on cultivating spiritual fields to support his family.

“The third level of Qi Refining is still too low.”

After casting a spell, Fang Xi’s expression became very ugly as he felt more than half of his magic power was consumed.

On the one hand, the consumption of the technique of gentle breeze and rain is high.

On the other hand, his cultivation base is too low and the level of his skills is too low.

This results in a situation where you can’t even cast a few spells.

“Unfortunately… the idea of changing the technique is too far-fetched. I don’t even have a single spirit stone on me right now…”

Fang Xi couldn’t help but smile bitterly when he returned to the shed.

He came to the cellar and saw several jars of wine piled up in a corner.

This is the bulk of his recent spiritual stone consumption.

After visiting the Danding Pavilion, Fang Xi had the idea of brewing spiritual wine on his own.

It just so happened that Lingzhu rice was readily available, and he happened to buy a small bottle of Lingjiuqu from a vendor at the market.

Although there is no recipe, I just started to try to make wine.

Of course, Fang Xi was not naive, but he controlled the variables in each forum and made several sets of references.

Moreover, the amount of spiritual rice used in each jar is very small, so even if it fails, the loss will not be too great.

In this way, by next year, a more suitable recipe for spirit wine might be found.

“One piece of koji cost me one spiritual stone.”

Fang Xi looked at the wine jars and buried them solemnly again.

This is an important harvest for the coming year. If you accidentally knock over a jar, you will be heartbroken.

He picked up the last jar of wine, looked at it carefully, and wrote a line of small characters on the cover: “Lingzhu rice wine, take two catties of spiritual rice, one ounce of wine yeast, and early spring snow water… The summer thunder is hidden deep, waiting for the next spring…”

After burying the last jar of wine underground, Fang Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing these chores, he began to devour the Tai Sui meat, and then practiced the White Cloud Palm and Red Snake Leg.

These days, relying on Tai Sui meat, Lingzhu rice, and the spiritual environment of the immortal cultivation world, his accumulation of Qi and blood has made great progress, and he has already left Mu Piaomiao far behind.

Today, when I hear about Xia Lei, I have the faint sign of a breakthrough!
“There are too many masters in the world of immortal cultivation. If a foundation-building master happens to pass by and sees my breakthrough with his consciousness, it will be difficult to explain…”

‘I don’t know how big of a commotion it would be if I broke through to the realm of a martial arts gym master, but safety comes first.’

As soon as Fang Xi thought about it, the world around him changed instantly.

When I looked again, I had arrived in the Daliang world, Fang Mansion!
(End of this chapter)