Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 275

[Chapter 274: Danjie Celebration (asking for monthly ticket)]

“Youyue Sect’s current Youyuezi is here!”

“Longjia Longfeng, here we come!”

“Master Liu of Golden Turtle Island is here!”

“Master Yan of Lingkong Island, here you are!”

…

Outside the Changqing Pavilion, the voice of the receptionist was heard one after another, and many precious gifts were announced later.

The sects and families in Yue State who received the news spent a huge amount of money to please Fang Xi.

The spiritual objects and materials that could drive Qi-refining cultivators crazy… were piled up into small mountains as if they were free of charge.

After all, this person is not only a Jindan Zhenren, but is also rumored to be very stingy and vengeful.

When the Three Kingdoms war broke out, the cultivators from the two major foundation-building families, the Xu family and the Qi family, were refused asylum.

By now, the Qi family was destroyed in the war, and all the foundation-building ancestors of the Xu family were killed in the battle, leaving only a few Qi-refining cultivators struggling to support, and they were like candles in the wind, about to go out.

Fang Xi didn’t even need to take action or give any instructions, the monks below would get things done just to please him.

Fang Xi didn’t care about all this, and didn’t need to greet the guests. After all, his cultivation and status were there.

He only needs to sit firmly on the high platform and exchange a few perfunctory words with Zhang Zhusheng from time to time, and that will be enough.

“It seems that fellow Daoist doesn’t like the names of Dragon Fish, Azure Dragon Immortal, etc… Then how about… ‘Mu Immortal’?”

Zhang Zhusheng said with a half-smile.

Fang Xi’s heart trembled, but he was not too surprised. He just lamented: “I was exposed…”

Ever since You Kun came to kill him and buried him in the third-level formation, he knew that he could no longer keep the identity of “Mu Dao Ren”.

After all, in the world of immortal cultivation in the Three Kingdoms, there were only a handful of people with high attainments in formations, and almost no one who had reached the third level.

The only one is the mysterious and elusive “Mu Dao Ren”.

With this association, we will definitely know that he is Mu Dao Ren, or is closely related to him.

“Master Mu? This name is quite good…”

Fang Xi nodded slightly, acknowledging Patriarch Zhang’s guess.

Anyway, he has already reached the stage of Dan, so he is not afraid of his identity being exposed.

“I see…” Zhang Zhusheng offered Fang Xi another glass of wine: “Back then, you helped my Xuantian Sect to eradicate the Song family… I’ll take this as my gratitude, and drink another glass.”

Xuan Xuanzi, who was standing behind Zhang Zhusheng, wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

After Fang Xi formed the Dan, he naturally studied the information several times and knew about the feud between the other party and the Song family when he was in Bai Ze Fairy City.

“This newly promoted Jindan ancestor is not only proficient in formations and talismans, but also narrow-minded and petty…”

Xuan Xuanzi has already decided that after returning, he will warn the sect and those close to him that they must not offend Master Mu, otherwise there will be endless troubles!

Haven’t you seen the Song family and the Qi family… Anyone who offends them will die a miserable death. Will their entire family be wiped out?

“Foundation-building monk Hai Daniu, here we are!”

As the receptionist outside called out his name, a cultivator with honest features and emitting the power of foundation-building magic entered the Changqing Pavilion.

When he saw Fang Xi, he immediately bowed to him and said, “Congratulations, Master, on your great success…”

After bowing three times, he continued to bow: “Thank you, Master, for giving me the evil spirit to help me build my foundation… I will be your tenant for all my lives…”

“You were able to win the competition and obtain the Black Wind Evil Qi because of your hard work and good fortune… It has nothing to do with me.”

Fang Xi stroked his forehead with his hand and said, “Go and take a seat quickly.”

Although considering the stories of the mortal Hai Dafu and the immortal cultivator Hai Dagui who transformed from mortals to immortals for several generations and even successfully established their foundations, it is also quite inspiring.

But after such a fool joined the grand gathering of immortals, it felt like it had instantly fallen to the level of an old man’s birthday celebration in the countryside, which was really a bit weird…

Fang Xi took a sip of peach blossom wine depressedly. Although his spiritual sense had already covered the area within a radius of twenty miles, he still subconsciously glanced towards the door.

“Oh? Fellow Daoist Fang, are you waiting for someone?”

Zhang Zhusheng asked curiously.

“No… just a casual look.”

Fang Xi raised his glass in gesture.

Liu Sanqi, who was standing below, looked at Fang Xi achieving the Jindan stage with an equally complicated expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, the immortal city foundation builder and Dragon Fish Island master back then… could actually make it this far.

Just when he was filled with emotion, his body suddenly trembled and he looked outside the Changqing Pavilion.

A stream of green light, emitting a terrifying power far beyond the foundation-building ability, approached from outside the Dragon Fish Island and pushed away the clouds on both sides.

“It’s a Dan!”

“Another Jindan ancestor!”

“What virtue and ability do we have in Wandao Lake?”

Many foundation-building practitioners stood up one after another, and the Qi-refining practitioners didn’t know where to stand.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang, it seems I have to go out and greet my fellow Daoists.”

Fang Xi stood up and turned into a stream of green light. In a flash, he arrived outside the Changqing Pavilion.

At this time, the escaping light just arrived in front of Changqing Pavilion. The green tassels slowly converged and turned into an old man in a green robe with ordinary facial features. His face was flushed and his voice was loud and clear: “Lu Qing of Qingmu Sect, congratulations to fellow Daoist! Congratulations to fellow Daoist Fang on his golden elixir success. I wish you a smooth journey to immortality in the future!”

“So it’s Brother Lu. You’ve come all the way here. I appreciate your hospitality. Please come in!”

Fang Xi quickly returned the greeting and invited Lu Qing into Changqing Pavilion.

This person is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan period, and his magical powers are indeed extraordinary.

It was just rumored that he was seriously injured before, but now he seems to be in good condition?
He thought about it, secretly used a secret technique from the Withering and Flourishing Art, and sensed it from a distance.

In an instant, green and yellow flashed alternately in the depths of Fang Xi’s eyes, and he felt that a layer of hazy gray fog was covering the sky and the earth.

And on the bodies of the monks around them, there was a green vitality spreading.

Among them, Zhang Zhusheng, who came to greet them, was the most enthusiastic…

All I can say is that even if he consumes a little of his lifespan, he still has another 200 years to live… which means he has more vitality than the average foundation builder!
But Lu Qing…

“Life is like a weak flame, which is fleeting… This person probably only has a few years left to live. How dare he come out in such a state?”

“No, is it because of this situation that we have to make a big show and show up in public?”

Fang Xi sighed inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged as he introduced everyone to Lu Qing with a smile.

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“Ancestor Qing, you are here too?”

Zhang Zhusheng looked at Lu Qing sitting down with a very surprised expression.

“Hmph… I heard that Yue Country had such a young talent, so I naturally couldn’t wait to come and congratulate him… Even though the people in the sect came a little slower, with the speed of Jindan cultivators like us, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers is just a piece of cake…”

Lu Qing snorted coldly. Even though he had signed an alliance with the Xuantian Sect, there was still some sarcasm in his tone.

Zhang Zhusheng, on the other hand, was filled with doubts and uncertainty.

Thinking of Fang Xi’s frequent glances outside the attic, could it be that he and Qingmu Zong had a tacit understanding?
If so, wouldn’t it be a big deal?
Now that the Three Kingdoms are competing for hegemony, this newly born Jindan has a great chance of determining the future direction of the Three Kingdoms’ cultivation world, so we have to be cautious!
“Ancestor Lu… please, this little Qinglong soup is a specialty of this island, and it tastes delicious.”

Fang Xi was just greeting him with a smile when he saw Lu Qing casually reaching left and right inside his sleeves. Finally, he said, “I came in a hurry, but I haven’t got this gift yet…”

“It’s just a small banquet, so there’s no need…” Fang Xi kept smiling and was about to say something polite when he heard Lu Qing laugh and throw a jade slip over: “Of course I’ve already prepared it.”

“It is rumored that most Jindan ancestors have strange personalities, and the longer they live, the more so. It is indeed true…”

Fang Xi muttered inwardly, picked up the jade slip, probed his spiritual sense into it, and his expression changed slightly.

“Fang Daoyou, how about my gift?”

Lu Qing laughed, grabbed the wine jug, and poured the wine into his mouth without using a wine glass.

“The gift from fellow Taoist is truly extremely valuable…”

Fang Xi sighed and tapped the jade slip with his fingers: “It is so precious… I really need to think carefully about it. Come… try this kind of spiritual wine again. I buried this peach wine with my own hands back then. It has been nearly a hundred years now.”

“Oh? A wine that has been stored for a hundred years?”

Lu Qing’s eyes lit up, and he didn’t seem to care about Fang Xi’s reaction at all: “Then I’ll have to taste it carefully…”

The banquet made Old Ancestor Zhang full of thoughts.

Fortunately, he noticed that this Master Mu did not seem to be waiting for Lu Qing from Qingmu Sect, but someone else.

It was not until the end of the banquet that the receptionist outside came in again, followed by a young female cultivator.

“Maple Leaf Island, the Ruan family’s envoy, Ruan Xiuxiu, is here to congratulate our ancestor on his achievement of forming a pill!”

This female cultivator had beautiful features and, most importantly, excellent temperament, which made many other female cultivators present feel ashamed of themselves.

It should be noted that for cultivators, it is a small matter to slightly modify their appearance, so female cultivators are often very beautiful.

What stands out more at this time is their respective temperaments.

This woman’s temperament is like an orchid in a valley, and she is somewhat similar to Ruan Xingling.

“Xiu Xiu…”

Fang Xi sighed and asked, “Where is your island owner?”

“Reporting to the ancestor, Island Master Ruan went out to travel several years ago, looking for an opportunity to form a pill…”

Ruan Xiuxiu replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: “Before I left, the island owner told me that she saw that the ancestor would be able to achieve the Golden Elixir Great Success, so she prepared a gift early and ordered me to deliver it!”

Fang Xi ordered someone to bring it and opened the gift box himself.

Inside the box is a jar of spiritual wine that has been brewed for many years.

As soon as he broke the mud seal, he smelled a rich and slightly familiar aroma of wine.

“It’s Green Bamboo Wine!”

Fang Xi poured himself a cup and looked into the gift box, where there was a jade slip.

When the spiritual consciousness entered the interior, it saw a recipe for wine.

The recipe for Green Bamboo Wine was something Fang Xi came up with on his own when he was extremely poor in the market town and couldn’t even afford a winemaking recipe.

Not only does it have no effect, it also tastes a bit bitter.

For some reason, Ruan Xingling liked to drink it very much and later asked for the recipe.

At this time, in the jade slip, there was a second-level spirit wine recipe, named “Green Bamboo Wine”!
Fang Xi could tell at a glance that it was made after several improvements based on his own wine recipe, and he didn’t know how much effort he had put into it.

At the end of the wine recipe, there is another sentence: “Don’t lose, don’t forget, don’t miss, don’t hurt”

“Don’t lose, don’t forget, don’t miss, don’t be hurt?”

Fang Xi smiled bitterly, picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and muttered to himself: “This wine… is still very bitter…”

(End of this chapter)