I'm an immortal in heaven

Chapter 114
Thinking of cultivating elixir, Fang Jian's spiritual thoughts immediately churned and stirred in the editing page, and soon made something like a kettle.

"It's a bit ugly." Fang Jian shook his head when he saw the stylish watering can on the editing page.

Then the divine mind turned again, and the kettle dissipated like smoke in an instant, and turned into a cloud of chaos, allowing Fang Jian to shape and fabricate it.

With a flash of purple light, a delicate suet jade bottle was squeezed out, and it was emitting aura of aura in the editing column.

"Beautiful." Fang Jian looked at the emerald jade-colored suet jade bottle in the editor column, nodded in admiration, but then shook his head and said, "Aren't you too motherly, and what if Guanyin Bodhisattva says that I infringe the rights. "

Soon the mutton fat jade bottle was also rejected, "Not good, let's change to another." After finishing speaking, his divine sense erased the mutton fat jade bottle again, and fabricated it again.

But then Fang Jian edited several shapes, but the results were not very satisfactory.

"Hey, do I also have difficulty choosing? I didn't notice it before." Fang Jian shook his head, erased the shape he had just created before his eyes again, and then fell into deep thought.

Fang Jian stared at an ordinary table case in the abode in front of him, but dozens of shape plans flashed through his mind, but without exception, he was not satisfied in the end.

He frowned, his eyes stared at the table from the beginning, and then gradually became absent-minded, but after Yi Zhuxiang's absence, Fang Jian's eyes suddenly focused on the table again.

A very ordinary table case, four legs, rectangular shape, without the slightest excess and bells and whistles
"Crack!" A crisp voice sounded in the abode, and Fang Jian said excitedly: "The way is simple, why should I think about all the bells and whistles, since it is for cultivating immortal medicine, isn't the most convenient place is the pool ?"

Thinking of this, he immediately stirred up the chaotic air with his divine sense, and gradually shaped it into a pool with a radius of nine feet.

Looking at Xiaoqingchi in front of him, Fang Jian was very satisfied, "That's how a fetish should be."

After speaking, Fang Jian began to give divinity to this small clear pool. He first selected 'divine object' in the editing column, and then selected 'gold' and 'water' in the five elements.

Following Fang Jian's selection, a divine light lit up in the editing column, and then the base of Xiaoqing Pond all turned gray-gold, and there were stone cracks like runes all over the place, which looked very mysterious.

Then there was another flash of spiritual light, and a pool of bright jade water suddenly gushed out of this small clear pool, and the spiritual light curled up in the rippling water, clearing the waves.

At this moment, the editor lists the materials of this small clear pond. The base is refined from 'gold in Wuji soil', and the bright jade water in the pool is 'Taiyin Yuanyang water'.The divine power of 'Wuji soil in gold' in this Xiaoqing pool will absorb the yin and yang and spiritual energy between heaven and earth when yin and yang meet at midnight every day, and then transform into a pool of 'Taiyin Yuanyang water'.This water harmonizes yin and yang, and its effect is extremely strong. It only needs to irrigate any spiritual plant once with a ladle of water, and it can directly increase its medicinal age by ten years.If the Taiyin Yuanyang water is mixed with ordinary water to dilute and irrigate the spirit plants, any spirit plant can be instantly increased by one year of medicinal age at one time.

Most importantly, this water god power can be repeated infinitely without limit.But this only shows that the effect of Taiyin Yuanyang water is very strong, even if it is a spirit flower fairy grass, it is not watered all day long.

In the end, Fang Jian looked at the blank gray-golden outer wall around Xiaoqing Pool with a radius of nine feet. After a little thought, he engraved a poem on the outer wall of Xiaoqing Pool with his spiritual thoughts:

As soon as the half-acre square pond opens, the sky and clouds linger together.

Ask the canal how clear it is, because there is a source of flowing water.

Fang Jian likes this poem very much, especially the last sentence, the truth contained in it is extremely profound.

If heaven is compared to a pool, then the pool must be clear at the beginning, but if there is no new water flow for too long, it will become turbid, and eventually even become a stagnant channel.

So why is the water in the canal always 'clear as promised'?The answer is 'to have living water from the source'. Only when a steady stream of living water and fresh blood is poured into the canal to cleanse the filth, the water in the canal can keep flowing and clear, and will not become a pool of stagnant water in the end.

So where is the source of this canal of water in the heavenly court?In the three realms, in the four births and six realms, among the hundreds of millions of ordinary people in the heavens and myriad realms, among the vast and kind-hearted beings.

Therefore, [-]% of the immortal officials in the heavenly court came from cultivation after ten thousand calamities, and only a few were born immortal gods with extraordinary backgrounds.

"Generate!" Fang Jian said to the editor.

"It takes 257 Dao Qi points to generate it," the editor said.

"Generate." Fang Jian nodded.

The next moment, under the radiance of a bright purple light, Xiao Qingchi gradually turned from imaginary to real, from nothing to existence, and finally flew out of the editor, flew outside Fang Jian's body, and landed in the Abode.

Fang Jian looked at Xiaoqingchi, and couldn't help but his eyes lit up. This is really: Taoist golden patterns create mystery, and sprinkling spiritual light out of the jade cage.

And at the moment Xiaoqingchi was created, the editor also gave it a name: "Jianchi."

"Why do I feel that this name is a bit strange?" Fang Jian looked at Xiao Qingchi's name, and suddenly said to the editor: "Xiao Hong, are you trying to blame me?"

Facing Fang Jian's question, the editor didn't respond, after all, it was just a silent and well-behaved gold finger.

He waved Jian Chi back into the storage bag, then glanced at the remaining 535 wisps of Dao Qi on the edit column, and couldn't help sighing, it was used so quickly.

Fang Jian didn't start editing other things, so he must keep 500 wisps of Dao Qi for emergency.

So Fang Jian took the Hongmeng editor back into the Yuanshen, then sat quietly in the monastery, and began to practice by running the "Zichen Yuanlei Sutra".

Time flies in the blink of an eye, and one night passed, and Yuquan Peak ushered in a new day in the harsh wind and snow in Luzhou, Beiju.

Although the temperature is already extremely cold, even to the point where dripping water turns into ice, this is just a different scene for monks or immortals.

Early in the morning, the two little witches came to the hall to make tea, and the water temperature was kept at a boiling temperature under the maintenance of their mana. Hong Yuanhua was waiting in the hall, only Cen Biqing hadn't come yet.

Fang Jian opened his eyes, looked out of the abode with spiritual thoughts, then accepted the Taoism, got up and walked out of the abode.

"Tiger!" Seeing Fang Jian coming out, Hong Yuanhua hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage.

The two little demon girls also hurriedly got up and saluted, but Fang Jian waved to them and said with a smile, "Didn't you say that yesterday? You are here to help the mountain temple, so you don't need to salute me."

But the two little demon girls still bowed to Fang Jian, and then sat back to make tea by the tea stove.

As soon as Fang Jian finished speaking, he saw Cen Biqing, who was wearing a jade shirt and a jade belt around his waist, walking in from outside the hall.

"Morning Qing Fairy, please sit down." Fang Jian pointed to the futon beside him and said.

Cen Biqing smiled lightly and said, "Good morning, God of the Mountain."

Fang Jian chuckled when he heard the words, and immediately smiled. He just made a joke yesterday, and she made a joke with herself today.

"Serve tea." Hong Yuanhua hurriedly said to the two little demons.

The steaming hot spiritual tea was sent to the small case next to Fang Jian and Cen Biqing. Cen Biqing took a sip of the spiritual tea and said, "Beiju Luzhou suits me very well. I am in the east. Sheng Shenzhou has lived for hundreds of years, and it is not as comfortable as I stayed here last night."

Fang Jiandao: "The green fairy can move here secretly without telling the white fairy. Don't worry, the cave is not a problem. I can designate a feng shui treasured land for you to use as a dojo in this million-mile Duanjie Mountain."

Cen Biqing was obviously very tempted by this proposal, as could be seen from her suddenly bright eyes.

But soon she shook her head and said: "Forget it, my sister will be angry, and the black egg is still young, it will be beneficial for it to stay in Dongsheng Shenzhou."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, I'm going to take a walk in the Million Miles of Boundary Mountain today, and have a look." Cen Biqing said.

Fang Jian heard the words, and said happily: "Okay, Qing Fairy, don't worry, Broken Boundary Mountain is very big, you can take a look, I may have to retreat for two days, so I can't be with you. General Patrol, you can do it for Qing Fairy." Be a guide, and let Fairy Qing take a good look at the customs and monsters of this Xihua Prefecture."

"Respect the decree of the law." Hong Yuanhua respectfully accepted the order.

But Cen Biqing shook his head and said: "It's overkill for me to ask a fairy official from Yangshen Realm to be my guide. I think these two girls are very good. Aren't they also demons from Xihua Prefecture?"

Fang Jian glanced at the two little fairies, then slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I was negligent."

Then Fang Jian said to the two little demon fairies: "Are you willing to be a guide for this green fairy?"

The two little witches looked at each other, and then at Hong Yuanhua. Seeing that Hong Yuanhua's eyes were full of encouragement, they all nodded and said, "Go back to Tiger, we are willing."

The matter was settled, and when Cen Biqing was leading the two little demon girls to leave, he suddenly turned around and said, "This time you are retreating and breaking through the realm, is it refining the void and breaking into the realm of Baodan? You need me to help you." Dharma protector? There are not many chances for a cultivator below Baodan Realm to get a real immortal Dharma protector."

Fang Jian chuckled, and said, "Thank you Fairy Qing for your kindness, but this retreat must go very smoothly, and with the General Patrol at your side, I think it will be all right."

"Well, I wish you success in breaking through the realm as soon as possible." Cen Biqing nodded, and then left the mountain temple with the two little banshees.

Watching Cen Biqing soaring into the sky with the two little demon girls, and then landing on the clouds and flying out of Yuquan Peak in white light, Fang Jian looked away.

I want to become a fairy too!Thinking of this, Fang Jian felt a little excitement and anticipation in his heart.

(End of this chapter)