Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 219

[Chapter 218 Liu Sanqi (Congratulations to the Silver Alliance!)]

Master Baifeng of Bai Ze Fairy City was originally a casual cultivator.

Later, by chance, he succeeded in forming the elixir and occupied the original market town, establishing the Bai Ze Fairy City, which has been several hundred years ago.

It’s just that the lifespan of the Jindan ancestor is too long. He has outlived generation after generation of cultivators, giving people the impression that he is immortal.

In fact, Fang Xi did a quick calculation and found out that this Master Bai Feng was already over 400 years old…

After outlasting more than a dozen of his own disciples, is it possible that this Jindan ancestor is about to be sent away by his own disciples?

Waving his hand to let Zhong Hongyu leave, Fang Xi held a cup of spiritual tea and fell into deep thought.

In this world, even if you are a Yuanying Zhenjun, when your life span comes to an end, you can only sit in meditation or reincarnate.

As for taking over someone else’s body? Because it would harm the harmony of nature, it would not increase one’s lifespan.

Sooner or later, Master Bai Feng will pass away. There is no doubt about that, unless he can change his fate and break through to the Nascent Soul stage…

“This time, Master Bai Feng ventured deep into the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range to hunt down the demon king. It should also be for the third-level demon pill…”

‘Although this person has many disciples, it is extremely difficult to achieve the Golden Elixir. Even Ouyang Zhen seems to be a little short of the right level?’

“Last time, Master Bai Feng lost to Patriarch Jiang in the fight for the third-level demon pill, so Ouyang Zhen also lost a great opportunity…”

In fact, for the Three Kingdoms cultivators, being able to refine the demon king’s inner elixir and create a fake elixir is a great opportunity…

‘According to this calculation, when Master Baifeng passes away, Bai Ze Immortal City will be in turmoil without a Jindan ancestor. Even Xuantian Sect, Qingmu Sect, and Yiling Valley may take action!’

Bai Ze Xiancheng attracts a large number of independent cultivators and is known as a trading sanctuary for independent cultivators. How much business and traffic has it taken away from the Three Sects Market?
In the past, it was suppressed by Master Bai Feng, but now it is a bit troublesome.

“The Baifeng Mountain lineage is still powerful. The last time we met, Ouyang Zhen was in the late stage of foundation building… It’s not surprising that he has now broken through to the perfect foundation. He is in charge of the third-level magic weapon “Kui Niu Drum” and is in charge of the third-level formation… He should be able to fight.”

At least, Fang Xi felt that it would not be a big problem to stop a Jindan sect.

However…if the three major Jindan sects join forces, they will be unable to do so. After all, Ouyang Zhen is not a Jindan ancestor!

Most of the immortal cultivators are selfish, and the only thing that can influence them is their own interests.

The last time Patriarch Jiang assisted Bai Ze Fairy City was only because no one was left unharmed in the beast tide and for the sake of the third-level demon pill.

Even though Xuantian Sect attacked Bai Ze Immortal City this time, Fang Xi did not feel surprised at all.

“The storm is coming…”

“What can I do? I have already hidden myself in the small building and have become one with it. I don’t care about spring, summer, autumn or winter…”

Fang Xi thought about it and began to write two reply letters.

The money given to Zhan Tu was rather casual, and he was only told that he could be lent a few hundred spirit stones, but the rest he would have to work hard for on his own.

As for the message to Yan Changkong, he was more cautious. He first thanked the other party for informing him of the news, then gave him a gift and asked him to continue to pay attention to the situation in Bai Ze Fairy City and inform him.

Now, Xuantian Sect has the presence of Patriarch Zhang Zhusheng. This man is old and has a long life, so the sect is very stable.

Who knows… some clever independent cultivators may have fled to the Kingdom of Yue to seek refuge in advance!

…

One year later.

The news about Master Bai Feng spread like wildfire in the Kingdom of Yue. Even in the usually closed Dragon Fish Island, people were talking about it.

Fang Xi heard rumors, some of which were even more absurd and outrageous, some even saying that Master Bai Feng had already passed away.

“It looks like… the Yue State’s upper echelons are going to take action?”

“Or… is it false news from the Baifeng Mountain lineage? After all, the other party used this trick last time…”

“But…what does this have to do with me? Let’s just watch the show…”

Fang Xi sat leisurely on the roof of Changqing Pavilion, looking at the busy figures in the Spiritual Medicine Valley and the fish farm, and a sense of leisure arose spontaneously.

At this moment, his brows moved and he opened the formation.

A turquoise sound transmission note turned around like a falcon and was held in his hand.

After listening to a few sentences briefly, Fang Xi’s face changed, and a passage appeared in the Xuanmu Formation.

A green light flew down, representing the aura of foundation building, which made the green-horned fish dragon in the fish farm raise its head.

A green light fell in front of Fang Xi, revealing one of the foundation-building cultivators.

The man was about thirty years old, with a goatee, his hair tied up with an ebony hairpin, and he wore a tattered Taoist robe. He looked like an earthly doctor, carrying a tattered medicine box on his back.

More importantly, his magic power has reached the middle stage of foundation building!
“I am Liu Sanqi, nice to meet you, Fellow Daoist Fang!”

The goateed cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building smiled and saluted Fang Xi first. He glanced at Fang Xi and the huge crown of the nearby demon tree imperceptibly, and his expression changed slightly.

“So it’s Fellow Daoist Liu… When I was in Bai Ze Fairy City, I heard of Fellow Daoist Liu’s great name of healing people with his miraculous hands, but I just didn’t get to meet him…”

Fang Xi smiled and clasped his fists, invited Liu Sanqi into Changqing Pavilion, and ordered Zhong Hongyu to pour tea.

After the two of them sat down and the spiritual tea was served, Fang Xi took a sip of Yunlong tea and asked, “Fellow Daoist Liu, what is the matter that brought you to Dragon Fish Island? Are you looking to buy spiritual fish, talismans, or elixirs?”

“Alas…” Liu Sanqi smiled bitterly and shook his head: “Actually… I can’t stay in Bai Ze Xiancheng anymore, so I want to find a place to take refuge… This Wandao Lake is located in a remote area, which is just what I want… To be honest, I have been to Maple Leaf Island before coming to Longyu Island. Island owner Ruan Gaoyi rented ‘Golden Turtle Island’ to me for temporary residence… So I came here today to visit my neighbors!”

Liu Sanqi smiled bitterly as he took out gifts from the medicine box. They were several hundred-year-old elixirs, enough to serve as the main ingredients for some second-level pill recipes.

His medicine box looked worn out, but it was actually some kind of storage device.

“Oh? So we are neighbors from now on? The situation is unstable now, so please help each other…”

Fang Xi said a few polite words first, then asked directly: “It is rumored that… Master Bai Feng’s birthday is coming up and he will soon pass away. I wonder if it is true or not?”

“That… I don’t know either, but we are independent cultivators, so we try to hide if we can. I am also here to avoid the limelight.”

Liu Sanqi replied with a wry smile.

The water in Bai Ze Immortal City was obviously getting deeper and deeper, as it could cause a master in the middle stage of foundation building to flee in panic.

Fang Xi chatted with Liu Sanqi for a while and learned that this man was a spiritual plant husband who was good at cultivating various spiritual medicines, so he couldn’t help but get closer to him.

After all, as a second-level alchemist, he does need a lot of elixirs.

Liu Sanqi was also surprised at Fang Xi’s profound knowledge, especially his research on spiritual plants. The more they talked, the more they got along, and it felt like they had met too late.

After several hours, Liu Sanqi said goodbye and left.

With a flash of green light, it flew out of the range of Dragon Fish Island.

At this time, Liu Sanqi touched his chest, feeling a little scared: “Fang Xi from Dragon Fish Island… this person is really not simple. Although he is only in the initial stage of foundation building, he gives me a sense of danger… and that spiritual tree… even makes me feel nervous…”

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He really just wanted to seek refuge in Wandao Lake, so why are there such powerful people everywhere?

Thinking of this, Liu Sanqi was a little amused and lamented his luck.

‘Fortunately, this fellow Taoist seems to be a person who is devoted to cultivation, so it would be good if we can keep out of each other’s way…’

Liu Sanqi murmured, and continued to transform into a beam of light and fly back to Golden Turtle Island.

Fang Xi was looking in the direction where Liu Sanqi left, seeming to be thinking about something.

He walked out of Changqing Pavilion, and roots of demonic trees emerged from the ground and wrapped around his ankles.

“Hmm? You want to devour him?”

“That person in the middle stage of foundation building not only has abundant Qi and blood, but also has a fresh scent of plants and trees… much more delicious than the average foundation building person?”

“Could it be… some special physique?”

Fang Xi thought for a moment, then burst out laughing: “No… unless they are my enemy.”

He frowned, suppressed the roots of the demon tree, and went to the basement of Changqing Pavilion.

Gurgle!
Bubbles kept coming out of the Disha Lake, and waves of evil spirits were generated from the bottom of the earth’s crust, gathering above the lake and forming a dark cloud.

This is the greatest wealth of Dragon Fish Island – the Earthly Evil Lake!
“Calculating the time, at most in ten years, we will be able to purify a ‘Black Wind Evil Qi’, right?”

Fang Xi released his spiritual consciousness, estimated the concentration of the evil spirit, and pondered secretly.

This ‘Black Wind Evil Spirit’ can temper the cultivator’s physique and is considered a spiritual object that is beneficial to foundation building. If it were placed in the outside world, it would give Qi-refining cultivators a headache.

But for Fang Xi, it was too ordinary.

A mere evil spirit is not even half as valuable as the Foundation Establishment Pill.

“Either give it to your subordinates, or purify the evil spirit and refine other items…”

“Hehe… I don’t know how many people are thinking about this evil spirit… How much fun and fertilizer will it bring me?”

…

A few months later.

The top of Changqing Pavilion.

Fang Xi was lying on a soft chair, observing the process of the witches and the people of the fragmented world continuing to work hard to rebuild their homes after surviving the disaster of the Heavenly Demon.

Danya also became much smarter. Although she took the opportunity to get a lot of treasure patterns, she asked for a very high price for each one.

Now I am in the process of competing with the magic mirror in patience.

“Master, please save my Yan family…”

Yan Hongxiu, who had been practicing in seclusion, suddenly ran in. She has now reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, which is a very good achievement considering her aptitude and spiritual roots.

However, Yan Hongxiu’s face was full of panic at this time, and she knelt on the ground and begged bitterly.

“Get up first and tell me what’s going on.”

Fang Xi frowned and shouted.

Yan Hongxiu knew that the young master would never like this, so she could only stand up reluctantly: “Now the people of Bai Ze Immortal City are in a panic, and many independent cultivators have fled… Among them are those who came to Wandao Lake. A few days ago… a group of people, led by a foundation-building cultivator, forcibly occupied my Lingkong Island…”

Although Fang Xi taught her to be self-reliant and strong, the opponent was a foundation-building cultivator!
Yan Hongxiu could only kneel.

Fang Xi asked in detail and found out that the foundation-building cultivator was named “Li Lei”. He had been operating in Bai Ze Immortal City for many years. He had more than a dozen late-stage and perfect Qi-refining cultivators under him, forming a force called “Sanfentang”.

When this person first arrived at Wandao Lake, he did not dare to attack the island where the foundation-building cultivators were stationed, so he could only pick on the weak ones. As a result, the Yan family suffered a great misfortune.

“Could it be that… this Lingkong Island really has bad feng shui, why do things always happen?”

After hearing the whole story, Fang Xi couldn’t help but frown.

(End of this chapter)