Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 8

[Chapter 8 Qinghe Sword (Please recommend)]

“God’s intention?!”

Lu She shouted angrily: “How dare you covet the secret teachings of my Red Snake Martial Arts School?”

The muscles in his legs bulged and his skin was an abnormally red color, as if he was about to start a fight if he disagreed with something.

“But the mere divine intention has been seen by many of your martial arts school’s disciples. So what? How many of them have achieved three transformations of Qi and blood, and who has successfully cultivated their strength?”

Mu Canglong shook his head slowly.

For a martial arts school, martial arts can be sold as long as enough money is paid.

In his opinion, Lu She was just deliberately raising his own status.

“Master Lu.”

At this moment, Fang Xi spoke up: “I only want God’s will to watch for half a day. To show my sincerity, I am willing to offer a thousand taels of silver!”

Lu She: “…”

At this moment, the owner of the Red Snake Martial Arts Hall seemed to finally understand why She Lei was so angry and attacked his own martial arts hall’s apprentices.

This Mr. Fang is just like the rumors say, a big fat sheep!
Finally, Lu She spoke in a dry voice: “Deal!”

It’s not that he doesn’t want to get involved, it’s just that the other party gave too much.

…

“Red Serpent Leg God’s intention!”

In a quiet room.

Fang Xi looked at the animal skin in his hand and frowned.

There were only a series of messy lines on the animal skin, just like a splash-ink landscape painting. With just a few strokes, it was eerily vivid and revealed a scene of mountains and forests.

In the mountains and forests, and on the grasslands, twisted curves look like snake shadows, crisscrossing and making people’s scalps numb.

“It is rumored that one must practice the Eight Snake Methods to the point where one’s Qi and Blood have changed three times before one can see the divine intentions. It turns out there is some trick to it.”

Fang Xi nodded slightly, looking thoughtful.

This divine intention is very strange, and it is absolutely impossible to obtain it by ordinary copying.

Only the core disciples of the Red Snake Martial Arts School, who practice day and night, can develop true strength!
“However, this is only for ordinary painters.”

The next moment, Fang Xi flipped his palm and a blank jade slip appeared.

He placed the jade slip on his forehead, and projected his spiritual consciousness, imprinting the Red Snake God’s intentions on it bit by bit.

This is the method used by immortal cultivators to record secret manuals!

No matter what kind of ancient books or atlases… we can guarantee the effect of “replica”, even without losing the charm, and it is lifelike!

“Since this Red Snake God’s intention was originally drawn by a human, it means that it can be made. Ordinary people cannot copy it. It’s just that their strength and realm are not enough… I used the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator to copy it, which can be considered a trick…”

After a moment, Fang Xi looked at the divine intention in his jade slip and sighed.

If it were only in this Daliang world, then perhaps only a martial artist who had cultivated the Red Snake Leg to an extremely high level could try to depict this divine intention.

And now, he accomplished it easily.

“Lu She agreed because he thought I wouldn’t be able to copy and memorize in such a short time, right?”

“Now, I have miscalculated greatly.”

Thinking of this, Fang Xi couldn’t help but feel very satisfied. He went out to return the Divine Intention, let Lu She check it, and also gave him a thank-you gift.

Lu She turned the divine intention over and over, confirmed that it was his genuine product, and clasped his fists: “The road is long and the mountains are high, we will meet again!”

“See you later!”

Fang Xi knew that this person must have remembered this grudge, but he didn’t care at all.

Anyway, the true teachings of the Red Snake Leg are in my hands, so I won’t need to ask this person for help in the future.

It must be said that after arriving in Daliang, Fang Xi had fewer concerns.

…

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

The Southern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World.

Fang Xi looked at the snow outside the house that had begun to melt, stretched out his hand under the eaves, and caught a drop of snow water: “When winter is gone and spring comes, boiling tea with snow water is also a great pleasure in life.”

Half a month had passed since the last incident. He officially gave up the Red Snake Martial Arts School and joined the White Cloud Martial Arts School. He received daily training from Mu Piaomiao and had learned the basics of the White Cloud Palm.

Meanwhile, in the Southern Wilds, the craze for Ziyou Mountain is far from over, and the prices of various talismans and magical instruments are skyrocketing.

Come to think of it, Fang Xi made a small profit the last time he bought talismans – now the prices have gone up.

“No, if I don’t sell it, it won’t count as profit at all, and I won’t sell it…”

Fang Xi sighed and came to the market.

To his surprise, the popularity here has increased dramatically compared to half a month ago, with a large number of monks filling up all the stalls.

However, the prices of items such as talismans and magical instruments that can immediately increase combat power began to plummet.

Correspondingly, there were many more stalls selling materials from the secret realm of Ziyou Mountain. Fang Xi just took a look and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Isn’t that the fragment of the magic weapon in the secret realm the same piece that Old Man Huang sold in the market before? It’s said to be a trick for newbies.

In addition, there are a large number of counterfeit goods, as if every stall owner has become a secret winner overnight.

Obviously, these things are 99% fake!

Even if they are genuine, Fang Xi can’t afford them.

Therefore, he was in a good mood, just looked around, and then joined the crowd to find out the news.

“hateful!”

“The secret realm of Ziyou Mountain is a heaven-sent opportunity. Why don’t the Situ family and Red Leaf Valley allow us to enter?”

Many monks were filled with righteous indignation, and Fang Xi understood it as well.

It turned out that it was the Situ family who took action. Not only that, they also joined forces with a nearby foundation-building force, the Red Leaf Valley, to block Ziyou Mountain. These independent cultivators had to return empty-handed.

It is said that the other side has even sent out the foundation-building cultivators, and the Qi-refining cultivators can only sigh in despair.

“It looks like Old Maitou should be back soon, right? The spring harvest is almost here…”

Fang Xi sighed as he walked around the stalls.

Taking this opportunity, he might be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish and buy a low-grade magic weapon at a low price!
He looked at the stalls one by one. At this time, many magic weapons on the stalls were damaged, and some were stained with blood. Obviously, they were not obtained from legitimate sources, or they had experienced a tragic fight.

And…the price was still too high for him.

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Fang Xi was not upset and just browsed through it casually.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a stall and stared in a daze at a flying sword-like magical weapon on the stall.

This magic weapon was only of the lower first grade, shaped like a green wheat, one foot and three inches long, with several gaps on the surface, and was severely damaged.

The most important thing is that Fang Xi recognizes this flying sword magic weapon!

It was the sword that Old Maitou had kept in his chest!
With this item here, Old Maitou’s fate was obvious.

Fang Xi sighed inwardly and looked at the stall owner, who was a large man in black, with a veil on his face and a murderous aura.

‘Maybe Old Maitou died at the hands of this man.’

Just as Fang Xi was sighing, the big man in black seemed to have noticed something and looked at Fang Xi: “Boy… are you interested in something from someone?”

His voice was low and contained a hint of danger.

“Yes, I wonder how much this low-grade magical flying sword is worth?” Fang Xi asked tentatively.

“The price of an ordinary low-grade magic weapon ranges from five to ten spirit stones. I’ll give you a discount on this flying sword, just four spirit stones.” The big man in black replied.

“Fellow Daoist, please don’t tease me.” Fang Xi’s face showed anxiety: “This magic weapon is almost broken, and the price of magic weapons has dropped nowadays. Four spirit stones are really too high…”

“Then how much are you offering?” It was obvious that the big man in black had just casually quoted a price to rip off a fat sheep, but when he heard Fang Xi’s words, he immediately changed his tune.

If it is really priced at four spirit stones, this magic weapon may never be sold until I die.

“A spiritual stone!”

Fang Xi thought about it and raised a finger.

“Are you teasing someone?” The black-clothed man said angrily, “At least three spirit stones!”

“Look at this magic weapon. The patterns on the formation are all cracked. It’s possible that the magic power is not flowing smoothly. There is also a gap on the blade. It might break if it fights with someone…” After all, they were in the market, so Fang Xi was bolder and dared to bargain.

After some bargaining, the deal was finally settled at two spirit stones plus three spirit crystals.

Fang Xi’s face was full of pain. He fumbled around to find various tiny spiritual crystals from his body, and finally raised the price to buy the ‘Qinghe Sword’.

In fact, after purchasing the magic weapon and flying sword this time, he had indeed exhausted all his stocks. For some time afterwards, he could not even afford spiritual rice and could only eat mortal rice.

But Fang Xi was very willing and felt it was worth it.

If he hadn’t taken advantage of the current market chaos and the sharp drop in the price of magic weapons, it would not have been so easy for him to buy a low-grade magic weapon.

…

Shanty town.

Returning to the room, closing the door, Fang Xi took out the Qinghe Sword.

He looked at the flying sword with a changing expression. The cold light on the blade shone on Fang Xi’s face, bringing a different feeling.

After a long while, Fang Xi put down the flying sword: “I never thought… my first magical weapon in my life actually came from Old Maitou.”

Thinking of the scene when Old Maitou took out the flying sword and fought to the death, Fang Xi couldn’t help but sigh secretly, and warned himself not to learn from Old Maitou!
He has a golden finger, so he should leave room for others in the future, and never take his life for a little profit!

“Fortunately, the Situ family joined forces with Red Leaf Valley to quell the riot.”

Fang Xi put away the Qinghe Sword and prepared to go to the Daliang world tomorrow to learn how to operate the magic weapon.

At the same time, I felt a little more relaxed.

The previous chaotic environment and restless people really made Fang Xi unhappy.

If the riots continued, he was prepared to leave the market for a while to avoid disaster.

“Even now, it’s not particularly safe.”

Fang Xi glanced around and made a decision in his mind!

He wanted to dig a hole, a cellar, and preferably an escape route!

This is a big project, but it can be done slowly.

Moreover, in the future, when traveling between the two worlds, you can choose to do it in the cellar!
This is also a cover-up.

(End of this chapter)