Master Bai Feng of Baize Fairy City was originally a casual cultivator.
Later, by chance, the elixir formation was successful, and they occupied the original city and established Baize Fairy City. It has been hundreds of years ago.
It’s just that the longevity of the ancestor of the Pill Formation is too long, and he has killed generations of monks, giving people the feeling that the other party is immortal.
In fact, Fang Xi did a little calculation and knew that the real person Bai Feng was over 400 years old...
After killing more than a dozen of his disciples, could it be that this Pill-forming Patriarch was about to be sent away by his own disciples?
Waving Zhong Hongyu to retreat, Fang Xi held a cup of spiritual tea and fell into deep thought.
In this world, even if the True Lord Yuanying has reached his longevity, he will have no choice but to sit down or be reincarnated.
As for seizing the body? Because it will harm the heaven and earth, it will not increase your longevity.
There is no doubt that Master Bai Feng will die sooner or later, unless he can change his destiny and break through the Nascent Soul...
‘This time, Master Bai Feng ventured deep into the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountains to hunt down the Demon King, probably also for the third-order Demon Pill...’
‘Although this person has many disciples, it is extremely difficult to achieve the golden elixir. Even Ouyang Zhen seems to be a little behind?’
‘Last time for the third-level demon pill, Master Bai Feng failed to compete with Ancestor Jiang, and Ouyang Zhen also lost a big opportunity...’
In fact, for the monks of the Three Kingdoms, it is a great opportunity to refine the demon king's inner elixir and create a fake elixir...
‘Based on this, when Master Bai Feng passes away and Baize Immortal City does not have the ancestor of Jiedan in charge... it will definitely fall into trouble, and even Xuantian Sect, Qingmu Sect, and Yiling Valley may take action!'
Baize Immortal City attracts a large number of casual cultivators and is known as the holy place for casual cultivators to trade. How much business and people flow has been taken away from Sanzongfang City?
In the past, Master Bai Feng suppressed it, but now there is some trouble.
'The Baifeng Mountain lineage is still powerful. The last time we met Ouyang Zhen was in the late stage of foundation building... It's not surprising that he has now reached the completion of foundation building. He is now in charge of the third-level magic weapon 'Kui Niu Drum' and is in charge of the third-level formation.
...should also be able to fight.'
At least, Fang Xi felt that there was no big problem in blocking a Jindan sect.
However... if the three major pill-forming sects join forces, they will be unable to do anything. After all, Ouyang Zhen is not the ancestor of pill-forming!
Most of the immortal cultivators are selfish, and the only thing that can affect them is their interests.
The last time Jiang Ancestor assisted Bai Zexian City, it was just because of the endless eggs under the beast tide and for the third-level demon elixir.
Even if Xuantian Sect took action against Baize Fairy City this time, Fang Xi would not be surprised at all.
"The storm is coming..."
"However, I have already hid in the small building to form a unified body, and don't care about spring, summer, autumn and winter..."
Fang Xi thought for a while and began to write two replies.
The person who gave Zhan Tu was more casual, only saying that he could lend him a few hundred spirit stones when the time came, and he would have to work hard for the rest.
As for the one given to Yan Changkong, he was more cautious. He first thanked the other party for reporting the news, then gave him a gift and asked him to continue to pay attention to the situation in Baize Fairy City and inform himself.
Nowadays, Xuantian Sect has Zhang Zhusheng and Patriarch Zhang in charge. This person has a long life and a long life, so he is very stable.
It's hard to say... There are some smart casual cultivators who fled to the Yue Kingdom for refuge in advance!
……
One year later.
The news about the real person Bai Feng spread a lot throughout the country of Yue. Even in the always closed Dragon Fish Island, there were actually people talking about it.
Fang Xi heard the rumors, which were even more absurd and uninhibited. Some even said that Bai Feng had already passed away.
‘It looks like...the upper echelons of the Yue Kingdom are going to take action?’
'Or... is this fake news coming from the Baifeng Mountain lineage? After all, the other party used this trick last time...'
'But...what does this have to do with me? Watching a show...'
Fang Xi Shiran sat on the top of the Evergreen Pavilion, looking at the busy people in the Elixir Valley and the fish farm, and a sense of leisure arose spontaneously.
At this moment, he moved his eyebrows and opened the formation.
A green-green transmission note, like a flying falcon, spun around and was held in his hand.
After listening to a few words briefly, Fang Xi's expression changed, and a passage appeared in the black wood formation.
A ray of blue light flew down, which represented the aura of foundation building, making the green horned ichthyosaur in the fish farm raise its head.
A green light fell in front of Fang Xi, and one of the foundation-building monks appeared.
This man was in his thirties, with a goatee, an ebony hairpin in his bun, and a worn-out robe. He looked like a mortal doctor and carried an old medicine box on his back.
More importantly, its mana has reached the middle stage of foundation building!
"Liu Sanqi, I have met fellow Taoist Fang!"
The goatee-bearded monk in the middle stage of foundation building smiled and bowed to Fang Xi. He glanced at Fang Xi and the huge crown of the nearby demon tree without trace, and his face changed slightly.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Liu... When I was in Baize Fairy City, I had heard of Fellow Daoist Liu's reputation for his wonderful rejuvenation, but it was just a side event..."
Fang Xi smiled and hugged her fists, invited Liu Sanqi into Changqing Pavilion, and ordered Zhong Hongyu to pour tea.
After the two of them were seated and served the spiritual tea, Fang Xi took a sip of the Yunlong tea and then asked, "Friend Liu Dao, what's the important matter when you come to my Dragon Fish Island? But you need to purchase spiritual fish or talismans, elixirs."
Medicine?"
"Alas..." Liu Sanqi smiled wryly and shook her hand, "Actually... I can't stay in Baize Fairy City any longer and want to find a place to take refuge... This Wandao Lake is located in a remote area, which is exactly what I want... Actually...
To be honest, I have been to Maple Leaf Island before coming to Longyu Island. The owner of Ruan Island, Gao Yi, rented the 'Golden Turtle Island' to me for a temporary stay... So when I came here today, I also visited my neighbor's house!"
Liu Sanqi smiled bitterly while taking out a gift from the medicine box. They were several hundred-year-old elixirs, which were enough to serve as the main ingredients for some second-level elixirs.
His medicine box looks shabby, but it should actually be a storage magic weapon.
"Oh? So we will be neighbors from now on? The situation is unstable now, please help me..."
Fang Xi said a few polite words first, and then asked directly, "There is a rumor... that Master Bai Feng is approaching his birthday and will be passing away. Is it true or not?"
"This...I don't know either, but we, the casual cultivators, hide when we can, and I'm here to avoid the limelight."
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Liu Sanqi answered with a wry smile.
But even a master in the middle stage of foundation building like him fled in panic. The water in Baize Immortal City is obviously getting deeper and deeper.
Fang Xi chatted with Liu Sanqi for a while, and found out that this person was a spiritual cultivator who was good at cultivating various elixirs, so she couldn't help but get closer to him.
After all, as a second-level alchemist, he does need a lot of elixirs.
Liu Sanqi was also surprised that Fang Xi was very knowledgeable and had a deeper understanding of Ling Zhifu. The more they chatted, the more they became more speculative, and they felt like they had met so late.
After several hours, Liu Sanqi said goodbye and left.
The cyan light flashed and flew out of the range of Dragon Fish Island.
At this time, Liu Sanqi touched his chest, with some lingering fear: "Longyu Island Fang Xi... This person is really not simple. Although he is only in the early stage of foundation building, he gives me a sense of danger... And that plant
The spirit tree...even makes me feel palpitated..."
He really just wants to take refuge in Wandao Lake. Why are there such powerful people everywhere?
Thinking of this, Liu Sanqi felt dumbfounded and lamented her luck.
'Fortunately, this fellow Taoist seems to be a dedicated ascetic, so it's good if he can stay in the well and not in the river...'
Liu Sanqi murmured and continued to fly back to Golden Turtle Island.
Fang Xi, on the other hand, looked at Liu Sanqi leaving Fang Xi thoughtfully.
As he walked out of Evergreen Pavilion, roots of demonic trees emerged from the ground and wrapped around his ankles.
"Huh? You want to devour him?"
"Not only is the energy and blood abundant in the middle stage of foundation building, but there is also a fragrance of vegetation... far more delicious than ordinary foundation building?"
"Could it be...or some kind of special physique?"
Fang Xi thought about it for a while, then she laughed dumbly, "You are not allowed to eat...unless the person is my enemy."
He put on a straight face, suppressed the roots of the demon tree, and went to the underground of Evergreen Pavilion.
Gululu!
Bubbles are constantly popping up in Disha Lake, and streams of evil energy are generated from the bottom of the earth's crust, converging on the surface of the lake to form a dark cloud.
This is the greatest wealth of Longyu Island - Disha Lake!
"Calculating the years, in about ten years at most, we will be able to purify a 'black wind evil spirit', right?"
Fang Xi's consciousness was released, he estimated the concentration of the evil spirit, and thought to himself.
This 'Black Wind Evil Qi' can temper the physique of monks and is considered a spiritual object beneficial to foundation building. If placed outside, it can make Qi-refining monks break their heads.
But for Fang Xi, it was too ordinary.
A mere streak of evil energy is not even worth half of the Foundation Establishment Pill.
"Either give it to your subordinates casually, or purify the evil spirit and refine other items..."
"Haha...I don't know how many people are thinking about this evil spirit...how much fun and fertilizer it will bring to me?"
……
A few months later.
The top of Evergreen Pavilion.
Fang Xi was lying on a soft chair, observing daily that after surviving the catastrophe of the devil, the witch people in the fragmented world continued to struggle to rebuild their homes.
Danya has also become much smarter. Although she took the opportunity to get a lot of treasure patterns, each one costs a lot.
Now we are in the process of competing with the magic mirror for patience.
"Sir, please save my Yan family..."
Yan Hongxiu, who had been practicing hard in seclusion, suddenly ran in. She is now at the eighth level of Qi refining, which is a very good achievement based on her qualifications and spiritual roots.
However, Yan Hongxiu's face was full of panic at this time, and he knelt on the ground and begged.
"Get up first and explain clearly what is going on."
Fang Xi frowned and shouted.
Yan Hongxiu knew that the young master never liked this, so he could only stand up reluctantly, "Now the people in Baize Immortal City are panicked, and many casual cultivators have fled... including those who came to Wandao Lake. A few days ago... there was a group of people, led by a
The foundation-building monks took over my Lingkong Island..."
Although Fang Xi taught her to be self-reliant, her opponent was a foundation-building monk!
Yan Hongxiu could only kneel down.
Fang Xi asked more carefully and found out that the foundation-building monk's name was 'Li Lei'. He had been operating in Baize Immortal City for many years. He had more than a dozen late-stage Qi Refining and Perfection monks under his command, forming a group called 'Sanfentang'.
Power.
When this person first arrived at Wandao Lake, he did not dare to attack the island where the foundation-building monks were stationed, so he could only pick the weakest persimmons, and the Yan family suffered great misfortune.
‘Could it be that... this Lingkong Island really has bad feng shui, why do things always happen?’
After Fang Xi heard the whole story, she couldn't help but frown.
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