Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 188

[Chapter 187 Moon-Watching Mountain (Subscription Request)]

A few months later.

Bai Ze Fairy City gradually returned to its former hustle and bustle.

For cultivators, death is the norm. As long as Bai Ze Immortal City continues to produce foundation-building pills, more independent cultivators will soon flock from the Three Kingdoms and constitute the lowest level of Bai Ze Immortal City.

Baifeng Mountain did not break its promise. The huge reward after the war made every monk who survived the war smile.

There was only a little bit of unexpectedness in this joyous occasion.

They were the group of monks who had looked down upon Bai Ze Immortal City, gave up too many assets, and then used various means to escape.

At this point, they all complained and regretted their actions.

Peach Blossom Pavilion.

“Humph, that person is kneeling outside and crying again, how annoying!”

Jin Ling came back from the outer gate with a gloomy look on his face.

“Is that Dongmen Ying?”

Wei Yixi also showed a look of disgust.

At the beginning, when Dongmen Ying came to sell the shop, Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling actually paid a huge price to buy it.

Then, this person was said to have borrowed a lot of foreign debts, and finally collected 10,000 military merits to exchange for a foundation-building pill.

But things went wrong afterwards.

Bai Ze Fairy City is still there and has not been destroyed by the beast tide!

In addition, Dongmen Ying took the foundation-building pill and secluded himself for three months, but still failed to build his foundation!
As a result, he was almost forced to death by the Dongmen family!

This man was left with nowhere else to go and could only come to Taohua Pavilion to beg, hoping that Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling would return the shop to him.

After all, when the purchase was made, Fang Xi asked Dongmen Ying to go to Baifeng Mountain to transfer the ownership. Now, the Danqi Pavilion really has nothing to do with the other party.

“I see……”

Fang Xi, who had just come out of seclusion, found this interesting and walked out of Taohua Pavilion.

Dongmen Ying’s hair had turned completely gray and he was kneeling on the side of the road.

Seeing Fang Xi coming out, he immediately kowtowed repeatedly: “Shang Xiu… Please have mercy on us and return our ancestral property to the Dongmen family…”

“Well, the foundation building failed, and both Qi and blood were depleted. Even the cultivation level fell back to the middle stage of Qi Refining…”

The foundation-building pill can only guarantee that one will not die if the foundation-building fails, but there are also other side effects like severe damage to vital energy.

This one from Dongmen Ying seems to be particularly intense.

Fang Xi made a light comment, and then heard Dongmen Ying’s words, and suddenly laughed out of anger: “You sold your ancestral property to buy the foundation-building pill… Did I force you to do it?”

“You believed the rumors, or… you used the rumors to force the Dongmen clan to agree to give up selling their ancestral property and then fight for the foundation building… No matter if Bai Ze Immortal City declines or you succeed in building the foundation, as long as one of the two succeeds, you will win… But neither of these two things happened, so what’s the point of crying and begging?”

“senior……”

Dongmen Ying was about to say something else when he heard Fang Xi say coldly, “Also, although you are kneeling, you seem to be forcing me. Do you really think that building a foundation is humiliating? Even though the Immortal City has its own rules and internal fighting is not allowed, you sold your ancestral property and abandoned Bai Ze Immortal City. Even if you kneel and die in Taohua Pavilion or Baifeng Mountain, who will help you?”

“Well said!”

As the words were spoken, a feathered serpent with six wings fell from the sky.

Along with it came a powerful hand.

Bang!
Dongmen Ying was slapped and flew away, falling on the street, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Feihong jumped off the spirit beast’s back and glared at Dongmen Ying: “Brother Fang doesn’t bother to take action against you villains, but I can! You are not from the inner city, so you are not allowed to stay without reason. Don’t force me to kill you!”

As a descendant of Baifeng Mountain, he is naturally a member of the law enforcement team.

After hearing what Yuan Feihong said, Dongmen Ying finally looked as pale as death, and left like a dog that had lost its home.

“Why is Brother Yuan here?”

Fang Xi was a little surprised and stepped forward to greet him.

“Of course I came here to reward you for your merits… Brother Fang had made some merits by refining pills before, and then there were the two Thunder Horned Pythons that came later. They were second-level mid-grade monsters.”

Yuan Feihong smiled and said, “The fairy Tao Ling next door exchanged her war merits for a bottle of elixir that is very helpful for cultivation. I wonder what Brother Fang wants to exchange for it?”

Fang Xi invited Yuan Feihong into the cave and asked Jin Ling to serve tea.

He glanced at the battle merit list and smiled: “Let’s exchange it for that piece of ‘Earth Flame Crystal’…”

“oh?”

Yuan Feihong seemed a little surprised, but still took out a golden crystal from the storage bag.

“This Earth Flame Crystal is a top-grade material for refining spiritual tools. It seems that Brother Fang is interested in Fairy Tao Ling. Haha, they are a perfect match made in heaven!”

Yuan Feihong chatted with Fang Xi about some things related to cultivation, drank a few sips of spiritual tea, and then said goodbye and left.

When I was about to leave, I wanted to say something.

But in the end, he just sighed and said nothing.

…

Baifeng Mountain.

Ouyang Zhen was still very busy, even covering his lips and coughing lightly from time to time.

During the beast tide, he crossed a great realm to activate the third-level magic weapon, how could he not pay a price?
Moreover, the war was fierce and dangerous, and he fought fiercely for several months, and many of them were injured, even to the point of damaging his vitality and foundation.

“Junior brother, you are here?”

Suddenly, Ouyang Zhen paused and saw Yuan Feihong.

“Well, the reward has been basically completed… However, many cultivators have refused our recruitment… Among them is the Fairy Taoling.”

Yuan Feihong reported everything in detail, and finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and spoke: “Actually, Senior Brother… Fairy Tao Ling has a good relationship with Fang Xi, and her disciple has also successfully established a foundation recently… If she joins my Bai Ze Fairy City, it will increase the number of foundation builders at once… But because of Fang Xi, he has a bad impression of us and has no intention of becoming a guest official. This in and out, the loss is too great…”

Recently Fang Xi has gradually become famous in alchemy, and the story of him killing a demon beast in the middle stage of foundation building with one sword has been widely praised. Of course, the two brothers also know about it.

Yuan Feihong’s voice continued: “If at the beginning, we could…”

“That’s not necessary.”

Ouyang Zhen waved his hands, looking unhappy.

Although the beast tide was over, the Baifeng Mountain lineage and the guests from Xiancheng suffered heavy casualties and were in urgent need of reinforcements.

I didn’t expect to encounter such a situation.

After Yuan Feihong left, Ouyang Zhen’s face turned purple, and he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, staining the white paper in front of him red, and muttered to himself: “Could it be…I was really wrong?”

…

Inside the practice room.

Fang Xi played with the ‘Earth Flame Crystal’ in his hand, lost in thought.

He chose this refining material not to please Ruan Xingling, but because he wanted to use it himself.

“Some treasure patterns are not suitable for engraving formations, such as this ‘Golden Light Treasure Pattern’… Once it moves, the formation will be dispersed…”

It is really difficult to keep the positions and angles of the flags and plates unchanged while moving at high speed.

“My cultivation of formations is still too shallow. I am only a second-class upper-grade formation master. If those who have truly improved through strength, or even third-class formation masters, can form formations for everything, there must be a solution. I can’t think of a solution just by copying it mechanically…”

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“This treasure pattern is more suitable for refining into a flying spiritual weapon… but there are still some difficulties.”

Fang Xi casually tossed the crystal stone, his brows gradually furrowed:
“The level of the treasure pattern is too high, at least a third-level spiritual material is needed to carry it… The Earth Flame Crystal is already the highest I can get, only a second-level top-grade material… In this case, I can only lower the requirements and refine a spiritual weapon that has a number of uses!”

“Even so, the requirements for the refiner are very high, at least a second-level top-grade refiner is required!”

Ruan Xingling may not even be able to meet this requirement.

Even if he had achieved it, Fang Xi would not dare to look for this woman.

After all, last time he only branded a spiritual pattern, but this time he branded a treasure pattern, the two are completely different!
With this girl’s intelligence, it’s easy for her to guess that he’s hiding something!

“But I’m really not good at refining weapons… Should I switch to studying the art of talismans? Hmm, this treasure pattern and talisman are quite compatible… ‘Golden Light Talisman’? I think there is great potential!”

Unfortunately, even though he knew Chen Ping’s quasi-third-level talisman inheritance, he never paid much attention to it.

His own attainments in talismans have always been around the first level.

After all, practicing, refining pills, studying formations, and occasionally going to the fragment world have already taken up too much of Fang Xi’s energy, and he really can’t devote himself to the study of talismans as a sideline.

“Remember this first, hold off for now…”

Fang Xi rubbed his eyebrows.

Even though a cultivator can be comparable to a minor genius after developing spiritual awareness, it is still very difficult to improve the hundreds of arts of cultivation to a certain level.

His current attainments in formation formation are completely unorthodox.

As for his attainment in alchemy, his level is only about mid-level second grade.

As for the puppet, it is even more tragically stuck at the quasi-second level.

The rest are even more horrific.

But in fact, this level of attainment has surpassed that of many old foundation-building masters who have lived for more than a hundred years.

…

Go forward a little in time.

Moon-Watching Mountain.

This mountain is the ancestral land of the Song family of the Yue Kingdom, and it contains a third-grade lower-grade spiritual vein!

A certain generation of Song ancestors moved the entire clan here, and then through the hard work of generations of Song family members, this place was built into a base camp.

A ray of moonlight-like light always covers the main mountain of Wangyue Mountain, through which one can vaguely see the bright moon hanging in the sky and the silver wolf galloping and roaring.

The lower grade of the third stage—the Howling Moon Formation of the Sirius!

This formation is built on the third-level spiritual vein, connected to the ground vein, forming a world of its own. The second-level formation master, the Song family ancestor who has completed the foundation building, is in charge of it. Even the Jindan ancestor is difficult to break!
“Master… something bad is happening!”

This day.

A stream of light flew over hurriedly, revealing a middle-aged foundation-building cultivator with a sinister face.

He quickly entered Wangyue Mountain City and came to the outside of the hall, holding a flying sword in his hand to deliver a letter.

“What happened?”

The head of the Song family, Song Zhongjie, has reached the middle stage of foundation building. He turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of the middle-aged cultivator.

“Third brother, Bai Ze Xian City has reported that Patriarch Jiang appeared in Bai Ze Xian City, defeated the beasts, and killed the third-level demon king Golden Crown Thunder Peng… The beast disaster in Bai Ze Xian City has been resolved.”

“this……”

Song Zhongjie took the flying sword and sent the letter. He scanned it with his spiritual sense and his expression changed slightly: “Where is the third-level demon pill?”

“Only the two Jindan ancestors can discuss this matter, how can outsiders know?” The sinister-looking foundation-building cultivator smiled bitterly: “But in the worst case, Xuantian Sect may produce a fake Dan cultivator!”

“Damn it!”

Song Zhongjie crushed the flying sword in his hand and sent a letter: “Could it be that the ambition of several generations of our Song family is ultimately difficult to achieve in this generation?”

Originally, the Xuantian Sect was in a period of transition, and Patriarch Jiang was very old.

The ancestor of the Song family still retains a trace of potential to achieve the golden elixir stage.

One day, when Patriarch Jiang’s life span is exhausted and he passes away, and the Patriarch of the Song family succeeds in forming an elixir, then the Song family will be the number one family in the Kingdom of Yue and will be able to swallow up all the resources and power of the Xuantian Sect!

It is also because of this that the nearby immortal cultivation forces will often give face to the Song family.

But now…Xuantian Sect can produce a fake pill, and things have changed.

Xuantian Sect’s mountain protection formation will only be stronger than the Heavenly Wolf Howling Moon Formation! After all, the fake pill is better than the perfect foundation-building supernatural power.

Even if the ancestor of the Song family succeeded in forming the elixir, he could only compete with the Xuantian Sect in the Kingdom of Yue.

“How is the ancestor?”

The sinister-looking Song Family Foundation Building Master asked again, “Now that the Xuantian Sect has the inheritance, I’m afraid that Old Ghost Jiang will fight to the death with us!”

“Don’t be afraid, as long as we hold on to the formation, we’ll be fine…”

Song Zhongjie let out a breath of frustration. He was the only one who knew that the ancestor of the Song family not only kept in seclusion for many years, but also did not dare to leave Wangyue Mountain City for decades!
(End of this chapter)