After some hard work, I looked at the cave that had expanded.

Fang Xi sat on a rock, took out the jade slip of the 'Immortal Technique', and slowly comprehended.

This place is naturally a place for him to plant trees for himself!

In this way, the possibility of exposure in the first place is minimal.

Moreover, once you encounter trouble, the secret is leaked, or even besieged by a strong enemy, you can escape from the cliff on the other side and jump directly into Wandao Lake.

After entering the lake, you can cross it directly with the help of the lake water, which is seamless!

This is just in case.

'Hmm...... In this way, I will fail to cultivate the 'Immortal Technique' at most, and the damage to my body and mana will be minimal......

After studying the exercises several times, Fang Xi came to a conclusion.

After a moment, he took the jade slip and took out the dusty seed.

This is the one he carefully selected from the three seeds, and the one is the most full of vitality.

As for the demon tree in the Great Cool World, he went crazy to make up his mind!

Under the soft glow of the night pearl.

Fang Xi recited the notes in his mouth, and wisps of green suddenly bloomed in his eyes.

The next moment, he took out a magic dagger, withdrew Zhen Gang, and forcefully cut the skin of his fingers, letting drops of blood fall on the spirit seed.

Gollum!

Strange things happened.

The blood dripped on the seeds, and it penetrated into it so quickly that it was quickly absorbed by the seeds!

On the surface of the seed, fine blood-colored runes appeared, which quickly disappeared and disappeared without a trace......

This is the preparation for the first sacrifice of the Natal Spirit Plant in the 'Immortal Technique'!

Refine the spirit seed with mana every day, supplemented by essence blood, and establish a connection!

Since this was the species of the Demon Tree, Fang Xi's preparations were more sufficient, and he tried to be prepared.

After finishing his daily homework, Fang Xi hesitated.

After being stunned for a long time, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly appeared on his face, and he grabbed this spirit seed, and his five fingers moved smartly, like turning yin and yang!

"Drink!"

Fang Xi shouted violently, turned on the 'qi through the body', and the whole body was covered with a layer of blood-red coat.

"Mixed Yuan True Skill!"

He practiced martial arts one move at a time, condensed the extremely condensed fist intent in the palm of his hand, and continued to refine this spirit seed!

This is the hopeless 'Demon Devouring Technique'!

With the blood and will of the great master...... Constantly impact and refine the remaining will in the demon seed!

By now, Fang Xi had basically confirmed that there was no other residual spirit in this spirit seed, and only his own imprint had been left.

"It's a pity...... If you can advance to the realm of 'True Gang Transformation Form', you will be even more stable! ”

After finishing a set of punches, Fang Xi looked at the spirit seed and sighed slightly, but quickly let go of his worries.

Dugu Hopeless was just a body refining grandmaster at the beginning, and after swallowing a piece of flesh and blood of the Qilin Demon, he could be safe and sound for so long.

I am an immortal cultivator, and then I prepare the Shangning Divine Pill, so that I will not be defeated by just one demon seed!

It's almost the same as the Demon Tree itself!

……

After some busyness, Fang Xi covered the entrance of the cliff and crawled back to the cultivation room along the secret passage.

Sitting cross-legged, Fang Xi calmed down and began to practice the 'Changchun Jue'!

After waiting for the day of the Gongxing week, he walked out of the cultivation room and went to the talisman room to learn to draw talismans, or went to the refining room to try refining weapons.

A peaceful life is so unpretentious.

Take care of the spiritual field every day, dig caves, practice exercises, and then try to learn the craft of cultivating immortals......

At the beginning, Fang Xi was in Baochuanfang City, and he had already collected a lot of inheritances as much as possible.

And after several months of experiments, he had to admit that he did not have any special talent in alchemy, talisman making, and refining.

If you want to improve, you can only spend a lot of materials on a hard pile!

This result made Fang Xi a little frustrated.

As it turned out, he really wasn't a genius.

However, it was the breeding log left by Miao Dong that allowed him to find out a few ways, and Ling Zhifu's progress was also quite fast.

"Could it be that my talent is all focused on raising spirit beasts and spirit plants?"

Fang Xi had to be so skeptical.

In addition, it is the puppet inheritance that he has been thinking about, because it is really too out-of-the-way, and there has been no news.

In fact, Fang Xi believed that in the Gongfa Pavilion of those big families, there should be a puppet art inheritance.

But if people don't take it out and publicize it, he doesn't even have an idea of where to grab it!

"That's it...... How can there be anything perfect in the world? ”

"Today's preparations are almost enough."

Fang Xi looked at the raindrops outside the window that gradually stopped, and secretly made a decision: "It's time...... Arrange the 'Little Cloud Rain Array'. ”

……

The summer rain comes and goes as fast as it comes.

On the second day, it was a cloudless sunny day.

Fang Xi picked up a fish basket and jumped off the jade cliff!

Sou!

A black cloud suddenly appeared, lifting his figure.

He cruised on the lake, chose a reef, threw his rod, and began fishing.

In Wandao Lake, there are spirit fish!

There are even many monks who make a living from this, such as Miao Dong, who raised water crows.

Fang Xi didn't want to catch the spirit fish, he was just having some fun.

A few hours later, a huge paper crane slowly flew from the direction of Jingyue Lake.

Fang Xi looked at his empty fishing basket, put the fishing rod and fishing basket into the storage bag together, and greeted the past.

"Haha...... Fang Daoyou is leisurely today, I don't know how many fish he can catch? ”

Old Dao of Rotten Wood saw Fang Xi's actions, but asked with a deliberate smile.

As we all know, living animals can't fit in storage bags.

"Farming and fishing, the focus is on nourishing the heart!"

Fang Xi's face was cold, and he replied.

"Hahaha!"

Old Dao of Rotten Wood laughed heartily, he had been choked by Fang Xi's yin and yang weirdness many times before, and today he finally had a feeling of raising his eyebrows.

"Old Rotten Wood, you came here today, why did you come here?" Fang Xi pursed his lips, too lazy to bother with this half-cut old man.

He could see that this old Dao of Rotten Wood was now unable to suppress the aging of his body, and he exuded bursts of dead energy.

This person is definitely approaching, and the reason why he was willing to work hard at the beginning was also for the sake of future generations.

"Today's great joy, the descendants of the old and decrepit have arrived, and I have come to invite Taoist friends to celebrate."

Old Dao of Rotten Wood bowed sincerely: "In the future, the old great-grandson will ask Daoyou." ”

"It's your own business......"

Fang Xi shook his head again and again, but looking at the old man who was almost pleading, thinking of the other party's love for borrowing twenty spirit stones, he still nodded reluctantly: "That's it, I'll also go ask for a glass of water and wine to drink......

Immediately took out the black cloud pocket, slowly and leisurely followed the old road of rotten wood, and went to the twin east peaks together.

"Spiritual land, ......"

The old man of the rotten wood is old and frail, and it seems that even his mana has declined a lot, and the paper crane he controls is only as fast as an adult running, and he just happened to say something to Fang Xi: "We are in a good time, and there is an island owner who is kind-hearted, and he is full of words...... I think back then, when I opened up the cultivation domain of Wandao Lake, the ancestor of my Mu family only refined qi at the sixth level, and led a cadre of people to overcome thorns and thorns, and died of eight uncles, so he barely opened up a spirit island, but in the blink of an eye, he was snatched by skill, and the ancestor was so angry that he vomited blood and died......"

"The descendants are incompetent, and they have been living by being sharecroppers for helpers of other forces, and it sounds like a qi refining family, but in fact, it is a rootless and scattered cultivation......"

"In the old generation, I barely rely on the accumulated contacts to do some business and business......

"But now, our Mu family finally has a place to inherit, and after my Mu died, I also have the face to face my ancestors and ancestors......"

'Mu Decay' - this is the real name of the old way of rotten wood.

His face was ruddy, similar to a flashback.

Fang Xi was afraid that the old Dao of the rotten wood would not be able to catch his breath, so he directly planted the magic weapon.

Fortunately, the other party was still quite stable in controlling the magic weapon, and he walked slowly all the way to the Twin East Peaks.

This mountain peak is not high, the forest is verdant, and the scenery is quite beautiful.

On the node where the aura gathers, several rows of wooden houses have been built, and some of the bark has not yet been peeled off, exuding a fragrance of grass and trees.

Several men, women, and children were busy working, and when they saw the old man coming over, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute, calling him 'Old Ancestor'!

Fang Xi looked over and found that there were at least dozens of men and women, and there were at least dozens of people dragging their families.

Among them, two or three old men were almost as old as the old way of rotten wood, but their cultivation was only two or three layers of qi refining, their faces and hands were full of traces of vicissitudes, and they even had a kind of temperament that Fang Xi was very familiar with, and they were probably also the tenants of other people's families.

"These few must not only be inferior in spiritual roots, but also squeezed by big households, and they have no time to cultivate, so they have to secretly stuff some spiritual crystals in their mouths to their juniors, so this little cultivation will be wasted for the rest of their lives......

Fang Xi guessed in his heart, but there was a smile on his face, and he saluted one by one.

Old Dao of Rotten Wood deliberately brought him to a young man wearing a brocade robe with a handsome face, and solemnly introduced: "This is the old man's great-grandson, Mu Wen, who has cultivated to the fourth level of qi refining since he was more than twenty years old, and his qualifications are almost comparable to those of Daoists." The next generation of the head of my Mu family is him......"

Hearing this, Mu Wen was faintly proud.

I heard the old man say again: "Wen'er, I haven't seen your Uncle Fang soon!" Uncle Ling Fang not only planted a good field, but at the beginning, one person and one sword, almost killed the entire Lu family, quite a bit of sword cultivation style! ”

"I've seen Uncle Fang!"

Mu Wen reluctantly stepped forward to salute Fang Xi, who looked not much older than himself, and slandered in his heart: 'One person, one sword, kill the Lu family? At that time, the Lu family only had cultivators in the early stage of qi refining, and there were also great masters in the late stage of qi refining. ’

"Virtuous nephew, hurry up......" Fang Xi held his hands weakly: "In terms of qualifications, I am also average." ”

In fact, he knew his own family.

If it weren't for the resources brought by the shuttle trade between the two realms to buy the elixir, he would still be struggling at the third layer of qi refining now!

"Cousin Manlou, did you hear me? These casual cultivators are in their twenties before refining the third or fourth level of qi, and they are still the same......

A white jade boat flew in and suddenly stopped in the sky.

Mo Qingyu jumped down and said to the wind on the boat: "Among my Mo family, if the descendants of the twenty-five years old can't break through the fourth layer of qi refining, then they can only be sent to work in the family's spiritual field and shop......"

(End of chapter)