My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Way Too Steady - Chapter 442

Chapter 441 Advancement to Core!

Upon hearing this, Xu Changqing looked on incredulously: “Senior Brother Qin has disappeared?”

Zhu Fuxian nodded slightly: “If the soul lamp hadn’t been still burning, I’m afraid…”

Xu Changqing frowned: “What exactly happened in the Canglan Sea?”

Who is Qin Baili?

It ranks among the top-grade Golden Elixir.

A renowned swordsmanship genius.

He is still the number one core disciple.

Such an awesome entity has disappeared and its whereabouts are unknown.

Zhu Fuxian shook his head slightly: “The Canglan Sea has become a source of evil water, and Xuanxin City was completely wiped out in the explosion.”

The three major immortal sects have dozens of core disciples and hundreds of formal disciples.

The other cultivation sects combined have several thousand disciples.

Only ten people survived.

Upon hearing this, Xu Changqing hissed and gasped.

Of the thousands of people, only ten survived.

Just imagining that scene sends chills down my spine.

Xu Changqing quickly asked, “How many of us survived in Dongting?”

Zhu Fuxian raised two fingers on his right hand: “Two people.”

Xu Changqing pressed further, “Is Chu Qiu there?”

Zhu Fuxian nodded: “Chu Qiu is one of them.”

Upon hearing that Chu Qiu was alright, Xu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, then asked curiously, “Who is the other person?”

Zhu Fuxian pointed in the direction of Beifeng Cliff: “Qiu family, Qiu Hong!”

Xu Changqing was surprised: “They are all core disciples of Iron Blood Peak.”

At this moment, Zhu Fuxian tapped the table: “However, this is not the reason I called you here.”

Xu Changqing was taken aback: “What is that?”

Zhu Fuxian said seriously, “So many core disciples have died, and even Qin Baili has gone missing. Immortal Peak urgently needs to replenish its ranks.”

Therefore, Si Geng wants you to go up the mountain.

Upon hearing this, Xu Changqing decisively refused: “I’m perfectly fine staying in Lingtian, I don’t want to go up the mountain.”

Zhu Fuxian smiled and said, “Of course I understand your idea. After discussing it with Si Geng, we decided to first register as a core disciple and get more resources.”

“We can go up the mountain whenever we feel like it.”

Xu Changqing rubbed his hands together excitedly: “I’m so embarrassed.”

Zhu Fu changed the subject abruptly: “However, to become a core disciple, one must first become an apprentice.”

Xu Changqing pondered and said, “Then I’ll become your disciple.”

Although the two are at the same level.

However, they share similar interests and hobbies.

The key is that they all prefer to stay in the spiritual fields rather than on the mountain.

This way we can look after each other, which feels pretty good.

However, Zhu Fuxian waved his hand dismissively, clearly stating, “It wasn’t me.”

Xu Changqing was dumbfounded: “You don’t want me?”

Zhu Fuxian hesitated, as if to say something but then stopped: “It’s not that I don’t want it, but…”

Xu Changqing blinked and asked tentatively, “It can’t be Si Geng, can it?”

Zhu Fuxian gave an affirmative answer: “That’s right, it’s that old man.”

Xu Changqing looked slightly embarrassed, and his feelings were even more complicated.

Becoming Si Geng’s disciple is like ascending to heaven in one step.

But we’ve never met each other and know nothing about each other.

Seeing that he remained silent, Zhu Fuxian had no choice but to speak frankly: “If I can’t break through to the Nascent Soul stage, I probably won’t live for more than a few years. Taking you in would be the same as harming you.”

Unlike that old man, who has already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and can live for at least another two thousand years.

Xu Changqing’s eyes instantly welled up with tears: “Senior Brother Zhu!”

Zhu Fuxian, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression: “Alright, alright, there’s no need to be like this. I’ve long since disregarded life and death.”

For a moment, Xu Changqing didn’t know what to say.

Instead of feeling joy at becoming a core disciple, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

From the conversation just now, we know that Zhu Fuxian… is about to die.

Although it was a natural death from old age, it’s hard not to feel reluctant to let it go.

The two had such a good relationship, drinking and chatting from time to time, and it seemed like it could continue like this forever.

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Two days later, Xu Changqing rode the Shattered Moon Frost and soared into the sky.

Since things have come to this, we can only go and take a look at Qingmu Peak first.

Compared to the previous Jin Gang Peak and Hou Tu Peak, Qing Mu Peak is quite unique.

Rather than a peak, it is more like a tree rooted in the heavens.

It is about a thousand feet tall, with an emerald green skin that gleams with a moist sheen.

The bark is covered with fine, silvery-green veins that flow like the veins of a newly sprouted leaf, with tiny specks of light embedded in each vein.

It looks lush and verdant, every inch of it exuding a spiritual charm.

The leaves are heart-shaped, the color of solidified fat, and the edges are tinged with a faint golden hue.

Each jade leaf has a glistening dewdrop hanging from its tip, enveloped in a seven-colored halo.

Overall, it looks like a giant, open umbrella.

And it would twitch from time to time, I don’t know if it was breathing or absorbing something.

Even before Xu Changqing got close, he could already sense an incredibly rich wood elemental energy.

It felt like soaking in a hot spring, so relaxing.

The amazing thing is that this tree has no entrance; the entire area is covered by leaves.

When Xu Changqing took out the Spirit Cultivator’s token and infused it with his own wood-attribute magic power, it then peeled back the leaves, revealing a passage leading inward.

As he flew in, he curiously looked around.

You can see that many leaves have been turned into houses.

As expected, the disciples living inside are all from Qingmu Peak.

Although only core disciples are allowed to go up the mountain.

In reality, even the disciples of the core disciples can go up the mountain.

Although it was suspected of being a loophole, nobody cared and nobody bothered to intervene.

The entire Qingmu Peak is divided into several areas.

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At the top of the tree, in the Jade Heart Domain, resides the Peak Master.

The main branch of the Three Peaks Domain is home to the deputy peak master and elders.

The core disciples reside in the middle layer of the Emerald Realm.

The lower level of the Green Sprout Domain is inhabited by the disciples of the core disciples.

Before long, Xu Changqing arrived at an area resembling a plaza, with incredibly wide green leaves under his feet and several passageways around him.

Si Geng is the peak master, and therefore resides in the Qiongxin Domain at the top of the tree.

Xu Changqing found the passage, and as soon as he stepped on it, his whole body was enveloped in a blue light.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a streak of light and flew away.

Despite the long distance, we arrived very quickly.

Once their vision returned, they had arrived at the Qiongxin Domain.

This place contains the most concentrated wood elemental energy.

The surrounding area was covered with life-giving patterns, and pale green spiritual mist would occasionally drift out.

Directly in front is a green palace called “Qiongxin Palace”.

The spirit vine forms the bones, and the jade leaves form the top.

Green moss forms a carpet, and condensed dew forms a platform.

When Xu Changqing appeared, the surrounding patterns lit up, seemingly as a warning.

Soon, a girl jumped out from inside.

She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Her face was round, like a tender apple.

The eyes are bright, with the corners slightly upturned.

Her skin wasn’t white; instead, it was a pale yellow.

The double buns were not neatly combed; the left bun was crooked by half an inch, and a strand of hair hung down from the right one.

She was wearing a green dress, revealing a small section of her collarbone.

A rope made of straw was tied around his waist, with a wooden whistle and a storage bag hanging from it.

She wasn’t wearing shoes, revealing a pair of delicate little feet with two rattan rings around her ankles.

As soon as she came out, she looked at the unremarkable man in front of her with great curiosity, and then called out in a clear voice, “Who goes there!”

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