Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 23
[Chapter 23 Mingqing Pavilion (Please collect)]
Qingzhu Mountain.
Fang Xi’s figure appeared in the cellar and looked around vigilantly.
He heaved a sigh of relief when he found that the amulet on the wall was still intact, but its light had become extremely faint.
“I can come back. It seems that I can easily escape from that dangerous place.”
As for trying to bring people across?
Fang Xi now had no such thought in his mind!
His golden finger was extremely important. Even if all the people in Black Stone City died, he would never compromise on this point.
This time, he ran to an uninhabited corner in the name of searching for supplies.
At this time, Fang Xi’s expression gradually became serious, and he took out a small jade bottle from his arms.
Inside the bottle is the blood of those tainted by the devil!
“The demons in the Daliang world… are not the same as the demons in the world of immortal cultivation. At least, I didn’t sense any demonic energy, but judging from their performance, they are quite strange…”
Fang Xi thought about it, took out a jade plate, turned over the jade bottle, and let a drop of dark blood roll onto it.
Dang!
The blood drop fell on the jade plate, and immediately made a sound like a pearl, as if it had been solidified.
Fang Xi had a blank expression on his face as he injected a trace of Qi and blood into the jade plate.
A large number of blood vessel-like lines suddenly appeared on the surface of the jade plate, entwining around the blood beads.
Hiss!
Tiny white smoke emerged, and the moment the blood threads touched the beads, they turned into nothingness and evaporated completely!
Seeing this scene, Fang Xi’s expression did not change, but the power he input was replaced by true power.
Buzz!
In the jade plate, the light of blood suddenly became brighter!
Strands of blood wrapped around the blood beads.
The blood bead was half wrapped and began to melt, but in the next moment, an astonishing scene happened – incomplete black tadpole symbols began to seep out from the inside of the blood bead.
When the blood line transformed by true energy encountered these symbols, it suddenly made a sound of being overwhelmed and was slowly corroded.
Looking at this scene, Fang Xi’s expression was solemn.
“Let’s not talk about the power of Qi and blood. Even if it is the real power of a warrior, will it still be eroded when it encounters the much diluted lower-level curse power?”
After using the methods of immortal cultivators to test, Fang Xi immediately understood Mu Canglong’s condition.
The martial arts master had said before that he could use a lot of real energy to resist, but now it seems that his death is not far away!
“Does the curse power… the power of the devil… exceed the power of the Qi and Blood Martial Arts?”
Fang Xi thought about it and started practicing his skills again.
But this time, he used the ‘Eternal Spring Technique’!
The cool magic power seeped into the jade plate, turning into green silk threads that continuously pierced the blood beads.
This time!
Even though the dark, incomplete tadpole text appeared again, it was easily pierced by the green thread.
Then, the blood bead slowly melted and suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated…
“Can the magic power of a cultivator restrain the power of a curse?”
Fang Xi’s eyes lit up.
That’s good news.
At least, for cultivators, demons may not be immortal.
“Mu Canglong is about to die. I don’t know if the Qingling Pill in my hand will work?”
While thinking, Fang Xi walked out of the wooden house.
There was a note stuck on the door.
He picked it up and took a look, and suddenly became a little excited: “It’s Chen Ping…”
Before, he asked the other party to introduce some circles, and now it seems that he finally got something!
…
Half a day later.
Qingzhushan Market.
Chen Ping and Fang Xi walked one after the other and arrived in front of a tall teahouse.
Chen Ping had a slightly smug look on his face: “Fellow Daoist Fang, please rest assured. Fellow Daoist Shen and Fairy Yunmeng are both kind people and never put on airs.”
Fang Xi smiled bitterly: “I’m not worried about this, but…”
He looked up at the plaque.
The teahouse is called ‘Ming Qing Ge’ and is famous for selling magical tea.
Originally, Fang Xi had no intention of even coming to such a high-consumption place.
However, he still came shamelessly, after all, there is no harm in making some like-minded friends.
Of course, this was also because the gathering place that Chen Ping mentioned was within the market town. If he dared to say that the location was outside Qingzhu Mountain, Fang Xi would definitely turn around and leave without saying a word, and then sever ties with him.
“Oh, don’t worry, Fairy Yunmeng has already paid for the box this time.”
Chen Ping saw what Fang Xi was worried about and comforted her.
“I see, so what are you waiting for?”
Fang Xi immediately pulled Chen Ping into Mingqing Pavilion.
The attic is decorated in a simple and elegant style, with a rooftop where a musician is playing the strings with his bare hands.
Calming incense curled up from the incense burners all around.
Even though there were some guests, they spoke in very low voices, making it a very elegant place.
Chen Ping seemed a little nervous as well. He found his way and walked into a private room.
In the box, there were already two cultivators, a man and a woman, sitting on cushions, both of whom were in the middle stage of Qi Refining.
Among them was a male cultivator with a handsome face and elegant appearance. He wore a blue fox fur coat and a jade crown on his head, and had an extraordinary bearing.
The other female cultivator was probably only fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing a pink dress. Her skin was as smooth as a baby’s, her eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water, and her temperament was as dreamy and misty as a mist.
“Let me introduce you guys. This is Fellow Daoist Shen Haoran, and this is Fairy Yunmeng…”
Chen Ping introduced the three people: “This is Fellow Daoist Fang Xifang, a good brother who lives next door to me.”
“I have met both of you.”
Fang Xi was a little surprised. He originally thought that Chen Ping’s connections were just some fellow practitioners in the early stages of Qi Refining, but he didn’t expect that there were such resources.
“Hello, Fellow Daoist Fang.”
Shen Haoran was drinking his spiritual tea and casually greeted everyone, appearing very nonchalant.
Instead, Fairy Yunmeng stood up and bowed, appearing to be very polite and well-mannered.
But Fang Xi could see that the more polite he was, the more distant he seemed.
“We are blessed today. Not only can we taste this ‘Cloud and Mist Spirit Tea’, but we can also listen to the performance of the ‘Phoenix Lute Master’.”
Chen Ping and Fang Xi sat down, then smiled and said, “Thank you very much, Fairy Yunmeng.”
“Master Fengqin’s willingness to come here is beyond my expectation…”
Fairy Yunmeng pursed her lips and smiled.
Fang Xi did not join in the conversation among the three people, but just concentrated on drinking tea and eating cakes.
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He is very clear about his position, which is just a foil and background.
Fairy Yunmeng and Shen Haoran are obviously not low-level independent cultivators. The reason why they took a fancy to Chen Ping might be because of his talent in making talismans.
In comparison, since I have no special talents, it is better for me to just be an unknown person.
For example, this spiritual tea is quite good. A sip of it will make you feel refreshed both physically and mentally.
There are also spiritual food pastries, which not only leave a lingering fragrance in your mouth but also improve your cultivation.
Fang Xi even felt that if he could enjoy such spiritual objects every day, he might be able to cultivate to the peak of the third level of Qi Refining within a month.
“Master Fengqin is coming! And there is a distinguished guest.”
At this moment, a sound transmission note flew in from outside.
Shen Haoran took it and a look of joy appeared on his face, and he looked at Fang Xi at the same time.
Fang Xi glanced around and found that the box was still spacious for four people, but it seemed a little crowded for five people.
As a cultivator with the lowest cultivation level and the weakest background, he still had to be more discerning and stood up immediately: “Everyone, I have something important to do at home, so I’ll take my leave first.”
“But the phoenix musician is about to go on stage, and her music is hard to come by…” Fairy Yunmeng said regretfully, but had no intention of keeping the guest.
Fang Xi bowed and walked out of the box.
Faintly, Shen Haoran’s voice could be heard saying to Chen Ping: “Fellow Daoist Chen, you will be a Talisman Master in the future, and you will have status… Let me tell you, the distinguished guest who is coming is a great master in the late stage of Qi Refining…”
“Oh? Then I’ll need Brother Shen to introduce you.” Chen Ping’s surprised voice sounded at the same time.
…
When Fang Xi walked out of Mingqing Pavilion, he could faintly hear the sound of a piano coming from the attic.
There seemed to be a beautiful figure on the high platform.
Unfortunately, all these romantic and elegant affairs have nothing to do with him.
“If you don’t have enough strength, don’t enter a high-level circle…”
He quickly adjusted his mindset and returned to his shed.
Bang!
A palm-powered wind flew out and landed heavily on the doors and windows.
White Cloud Palm!
Although I didn’t get to hear Fairy Feng playing the zither this time, I at least got some tea and snacks.
It’s a good time to practice!
Fang Xi also only had the Red Snake Leg to break through to the martial arts hall master realm, and the White Cloud Palm was still a little short.
Crackling!
He stretched out both palms, slapping continuously, and then condensed nine hand seals.
In a flash, Fang Xi’s palms turned gray and black.
What’s strange is that the gray is constantly fading, while the black is expanding wildly.
“call!”
Fang Xi let out a long breath, and the white gas actually shot out several feet away.
He looked at his hands, confirming that they had completely entered the Black Cloud Realm, which was the level of a True Strength Warrior!
The power of the White Cloud Palm mainly strengthens the hands, while the improvement of other parts of the body is far less than last time.
“It was such a simple breakthrough…”
“Ah… if only my talent in the immortal way was the same as my talent in the qi and blood martial arts way.”
The inferior spiritual root qualifications of this body have always been a pain in Fang Xi’s heart.
The next moment, feeling the changes in the power of Baiyun Palm, his expression gradually became solemn.
When he looked inward with his spiritual consciousness, he could find that when the qi and blood were circulating in his body, there were several whirlpools, mainly located in his legs and palms.
What is even more shocking is that these whirlpools of qi and blood actually feel like they are pulling on each other, causing some disorder in the circulation of qi and blood.
“Is this what Lu She meant by a burden?”
“What can I do… I have already made a breakthrough in the Red Snake Leg, and my Qi and blood have already been mixed up. It is useless to practice one more skill.”
Fang Xi looked at his palm.
The White Cloud Palm can be released and retracted. After retracting the true power, his palms are now as white as jade, and as delicate as the hands of a lady from a noble family.
No one could have imagined that the power contained in these two palms was comparable to that of some monsters.
“There is indeed a conflict between the White Cloud Palm and the Red Snake Leg’s true power, and it must be resolved…”
“And the realm after that…”
Being a physical cultivator at the initial stage of Qi Refining was nothing. Fang Xi was looking forward to the future progress and hope!
“Fortunately… I heard that Yuan Heshan and his group didn’t escape…”
(End of this chapter)
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