Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 246

[Chapter 245: One Hundred and Sixty (asking for monthly ticket)]

Changqing Pavilion.

Talisman making room.

Fang Xi carefully ground the spiritual ink, dipped the talisman pen in it, and began to draw precious patterns on a talisman that was glowing purple, stroke by stroke.

“go!”

When the talisman writing was halfway done, he pointed at the materials that had been prepared on the table, and a breath of Yi Mu True Fire spurted out.

Countless spiritual sands, beast blood… mixed together, the impurities were burned away, and turned into spiritual ink, which was injected into the talisman paper under Fang Xi’s control.

On the purple-based talisman, there suddenly appeared lines as sharp as swords.

Seeing this, Fang Xi’s forehead was covered with more and more cold sweat, and the magic power of the “Withering and Flourishing Art” in his body was quickly consumed.

The green-yellow liquid magic power was injected into the talisman paper, and it stopped only after almost half of it was consumed.

On the talisman paper, various lights flashed, but finally the silver light faded and became stable.

“Finally it worked!”

Looking at the first ‘Zhu Xian Talisman’ that he had successfully refined, Fang Xi let out a long breath.

After wasting a lot of precious third-level talisman paper and carefully comprehending for many years, he finally succeeded in drawing his first treasure pattern talisman!
“Although treasure pattern talismans are much simpler than real third-level talismans…but my talisman skills should barely be considered quasi-third-level, right?”

Fang Xi carefully examined the first “Zhu Xian Treasure Talisman” he had drawn, and a look of joy appeared on his face: “Once this talisman is out, it will be equivalent to the power of a strike from my Qinghe Sword…”

In other words, it is powerful enough to be comparable to a blow from a Jindan ancestor!

“Counting the days, several years have passed, and now I am already 160 years old…”

Fang Xi felt quite emotional.

After switching to the ‘Art of Withering and Flourishing’, fine-tuning the ‘Yi Mu Dharma Body’ was extremely difficult, but Fang Xi still persevered patiently.

Until now, all the routes of the exercises have been slightly adjusted, allowing Fang Xi to confirm that the “Withering and Flourishing Art” he performed should be more powerful than the top-level exercises…

Unfortunately, this technique is still only effective for him, otherwise it could have become a miraculous skill that would be famous in the world of immortal cultivation.

“Two hundred and sixty drops of liquid mana… My hard work day and night, coupled with the help of the elixir, did not delay the improvement of my mana…”

“It’s just that the limit of my current skills is far beyond three hundred drops of liquid mana…”

After switching to the ‘Withering and Flourishing Art’, Fang Xi knew that his upper limit of mana had been improved. After the fine-tuning of the ‘Yi Mu Dharma Body’, Fang Xi’s foundation at this time even surpassed those peerless geniuses who practiced the top-level techniques in the major sects!
The more mana that can be contained in the Dantian Qi Sea, the more helpful it is for condensing the golden elixir. After the breakthrough, the condensed golden elixir essence will only be stronger, which is a good thing.

After practicing the exercises and completing today’s homework, Fang Xi put his hands behind his back and walked out of the retreat room leisurely.

“The young master has come out of seclusion!”

Yan Ying came forward immediately, her face full of joy.

Her appearance was still the same as when Fang Xi first met her. This was naturally because Fang Xi treated all the maids around him equally and gave them all a pill of “Firming Beauty Pill”.

But Yan Ying did not dare to take advantage of her favor and become arrogant. After all, apart from Xiahou Xin, those Qi-refining families who had moved here one after another would often offer beautiful female cultivators as servants to the Changqing Pavilion in order to show their submission, causing a group of beautiful women to fight secretly and become very inwardly involved… Fang Xi, on the other hand, did not care at all and just watched it for fun.

“Hmm… Is there anything going on on the island recently?”

He asked two beautiful maids to help him change into a green robe and asked casually.

“With you here, no demons or monsters can do anything to our Dragon Fish Island.”

Xiahou Xin complimented.

“Sometimes…internal troubles are more troublesome than external dangers. I have repeatedly stressed that we must measure the food production of the entire island and cannot blindly accept refugees…”

Fang Xi frowned and scolded.

Although his Dragon Fish Island is vast in area, it is just an island after all and its capacity is limited.

Fortunately, most of the Qi-refining families and mortals fled to Yu County of Yue State, and only a small number of people who were reluctant to leave their homeland came to Longyu Island for refuge.

Even so, Fang Xi felt that the population absorbed by Dragon Fish Island had reached its limit. If it continued, it would inevitably cause trouble, so he announced early on that he would stop taking in a large number of mortals.

Although this behavior is cruel, it can ensure the stability and tranquility of Longyu Island.

In Wandao Lake today, the four major spiritual islands occupy one side, and a pattern with Longyu Island as the leader has long been formed.

Fang Xi also succeeded Ruan Xingling and was known as the “Lord of Wandao Lake”.

Of course, he would never admit it openly.

After getting dressed, Fang Xi came to the top floor of Changqing Pavilion. There, a pretty female cultivator had already prepared spiritual tea and was waiting for Fang Xi to arrive.

Fang Xi took the cup and took a sip: “Not bad…”

“Thank you for your appreciation, Island Master.”

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on the face of the beautiful female cultivator.

Fang Xi’s praise could bring a lot of benefits to her family.

At this time, a rainbow light flashed outside and then went up to Changqing Pavilion.

“It’s Hongyu who’s here… Come, sit down and have some tea together.”

When Fang Xi saw Zhong Hongyu, a smile appeared on his face.

The appearance of this woman has not changed much from before. After all, she is a foundation-building cultivator with a long lifespan.

“Speaking of which, I am already over 160 years old… Even for a foundation-building cultivator, I am already old…”

Fang Xi looked at the female cultivator sitting respectfully opposite him in the lingering aroma of tea, and said to himself.

Compared to him, Zhong Hongyu is younger and can live for at least another hundred years. He is regarded as the ‘young master’ of Longyu Island.

Although no one dared to call him that before Fang Xi revealed his feelings, this name had already spread among people in private.

This was all the information Fang Xi obtained while he was wandering around using the ‘Withering and Flourishing Technique’ to restrain his aura.

‘Birth, aging, sickness and death, the cycle of time… Even immortals cannot escape this iron law?’

He was filled with emotion, and touched his young, smooth, wrinkle-free face: “Oh… I still have nearly a thousand years to live, so it’s all right…”

He has not given up the “art of longevity” over the years, and the demon tree still adds to his lifespan.

Zhong Hongyu looked at Fang Xi opposite her and felt that the other party’s aura was deep and unfathomable, like an ancient tree that had experienced withering and flourishing, which made her feel extremely awed.

Although the outside world was saying that the Lord of Dragon Fish Island had lost most of his life and had never broken through to the late stage of foundation building, it seemed that his path to the Tao was hopeless, and he would pass away in the next forty or fifty years.

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Even on the island, the people of the Zhong family were trying to get closer to her, but Zhong Hongyu never dared to have such an idea.

Moreover, she has two extremely powerful opponents, namely Yan Dongqing and Liu Sanqi from the Yan family!

One of these two people has a high level of cultivation and has already broken through to the late stage of foundation building. Although he joined the island owner late, it is generally recognized that if the island owner dies before this person, this person will be able to take charge of Longyu Island!
However, Liu Sanqi is not young anymore, and many people are not optimistic about his ability to break through to the Jindan stage and prolong his life, so not many people bet on him.

On the contrary, Yan Dongqing, who is quite young and good at networking, is supported by the top three families and some Qi-refining families that moved later.

Although Zhong Hongyu also knew that the three families brought out Yan Dongqing just to compete with her and to occupy a position.

The person they really wanted to support was Tai Shuhong!
However, Tai Shuhong was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining and was trying to break through to the Great Perfection. He still had a big hurdle to overcome before he could establish his foundation.

Of course Fang Xi was also aware of the undercurrent, but he just watched it for fun.

If it comes to life span, he can outlive these so-called ‘heirs’ one by one!

Although Dragon Fish Island was just a temporary place for him, only if he wanted to give it to others could they take it over. If he didn’t give it to others, others couldn’t take it away!
Now he just had to wait and see who would jump out first and have some fun for himself.

“Hongyu, you came here today, I think you have something important to tell me.”

Fang Xi took another sip of the spiritual tea and said casually.

“That’s right…”

When it comes to business, Zhong Hongyu’s expression becomes a little more solemn.

This foundation-building cultivator was able to unravel the conflicts among the major Qi-refining families on Dragon Fish Island and handle them in an orderly manner. The solemnity on his face at this moment was extremely rare.

Zhong Hongyu said, “Our people have received news… that the Baifeng Patriarch of Bai Ze Immortal City is… about to pass away!”

“oh?!”

Fang Xi blew on the tea and said with a smile: “This tea must be drunk while it is hot, so that it has a special flavor…”

After finishing his cup slowly, he sighed, “I never thought… the hundreds of years of glory of Bai Ze Immortal City has finally come to an end.”

At the same time, Fang Xi was even more certain that this was not fake news.

“Master Baifeng’s life span was short to begin with. The last time he went to the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, he was severely injured, which was a huge drain on his vitality…”

“And last time in the ruins of Emerald Island, I was injured by a Jindan ghost cultivator… It was like adding insult to injury!”

“I heard that this person secretly plotted against Xuantian Sect’s Zhang Laozu, and was able to escape first… Alas, although Zhang Laozu was seriously injured, he managed to survive thanks to his youth. This person, who was less seriously injured, is about to run out of lifespan…”

In fact, when Patriarch Baifeng left Patriarch Zhang behind, he had no choice but to do so.

If he were seriously injured again, he might die on Emerald Island. Then the Bai Ze Fairy City might not be as peaceful as it is now, but would fall apart.

When Master Bai Feng returns to Bai Ze Immortal City, he can also arrange his funeral affairs…

“Yes… the world of immortal cultivation is going to be in chaos again.”

Zhong Hongyu wrote this out of inspiration.

The last time Master Bai Feng just disappeared, the Bai Ze Fairy City was in chaos, let alone now.

“When has the world of immortal cultivation never been in chaos?”

Fang Xi sneered. He was experienced and had lived through the chaos in Qingzhu Mountain, the beast tide, the chaos in Wandao Lake, the ruins of Emerald Island, and the current ghost disaster… Which one of them was not a big chaos?

But for those who have strength, they can remain calm even in troubled times and live a worry-free life.

For the lower classes who have no power, life is very difficult even in a peaceful and prosperous era.

“Should we prepare in advance?” Zhong Hongyu asked.

The last time there was turmoil in Bai Ze Fairy City, Wandao Lake was also affected.

“That’s not necessary… Where is not good to go among the Three Kingdoms now?”

Fang Xi smiled and said, “I’m afraid there aren’t many independent cultivators willing to flee to our Wandao Lake to face the ghost disaster… Isn’t this a blessing in disguise?!”

(End of this chapter)