Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 35
If it is to rescue loved ones, then no risk is too much.

Fang Dushu no longer questioned the young man's reckless behavior.

He pointed to the golden rhizome: "This spiritual root is called golden leaf mulberry? How did it grow mulberry leaves?"

This spiritual root exudes a golden luster, and its appearance is very extraordinary. If it can produce mulberry leaves, it must be a psychic thing.

"Report to Brother Dao."

The young man confessed everything he knew: "This spiritual root is the root of the golden leaf mulberry tree that was submerged in the ground after being cut down. It has not germinated and grown for a hundred years. Can it be cultivated into a tree and grow mulberry leaves again, little brother?" I don't know either."

"A hundred years?"

Fang Dushu wondered: "Is this spiritual root actually 100 years old?"

"Maybe more than a hundred years."

The young man was not exaggerating: "The Cangsang Daze was not a swamp, but the territory of the Consonance Sect. Have you ever heard of this incident?"

Fang Dushu had heard a little bit about it, that night at Lingxi Mountain, he happened to hear Hou Huaiyi and Ma Fangyi mention the Lingxi School.

He said: "I only know that the Consonance Sect was defeated by the Fudu Sect a hundred years ago, which led to the collapse of the Lishui River and the submersion of the Sect's territory, and then formed Cangsang Daze."

The young man heard Fang Dushu understand the situation, so he saved some nonsense and picked up the most important ones and said: "The monks of this sect are good at raising silkworms, and they are also good at cultivating mulberry trees. The rare spirit mulberry in the world of cultivating immortals can be found here in the past. , a golden-leaf mulberry tree once grew in this area."

However, after the formation of the swamp, the mulberry trees became extinct on a large scale, leaving only some residual roots buried deep in the ground.

These towering mulberry trees were submerged for 100 years, but they survived a long time ago.

That's why the teenager said that their spiritual roots have a history of more than 100 years.

It is precisely because they have been rooted for a long time that the roots are strong. Even if they are buried in the mud all year round, they do not rot. That is why the young man found a spiritual root by luck.

After Fang Dushu listened, he looked up in all directions: "It turns out that this place is full of mulberry trees, which means that it is full of mulberry trees."

He guessed right.

When the river flooded here, only the mulberry trees remained in the Qianli Plain, and the rest were all buried under the water, so the swamp was crowned with the word mulberry.

However, as the years passed, the mulberry forest was basically submerged, and the swamp became barren.

Fang Dushu heard the situation of Jinye Mulberry Lingen, and thought: "Ordinary people will turn into loess after a hundred years, and no one will remember them. In a few years, the traces of their existence may be completely erased."

It is said that cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat, the same is true for the standing of the sect family, if you do not prosper, you will perish.

Take back the chaos.

Fang Dushu glanced at the golden silkworm: "Your silkworm slave is so loyal that he passed out from exhaustion just now to save you. What kind of species is it, and does it have any magical powers?"

Fang Dushu wanted to divert the chatter to the hatching of silkworm chrysalis.

The young man said: "Brother Dao, this silkworm was not raised by my younger brother. In order to trace the whereabouts of the golden leaf mulberry, my younger brother borrowed this silkworm from a friend. I only know that it can track the spiritual roots of mulberry species. I don't know the specific bloodline. I was planted with a restriction again, and my little brother can't get rid of it! How about this..."

He sent an invitation to Fang Dushu: "Brother Daoist, please go to Wuyuan City with me as a guest. My brother will ask a friend to explain the origin of the golden silkworm to you, and then ask your friend to undo its restriction. Then I will give you the golden silkworm as a gift. What do you think?" ?”

Fang Dushu originally wanted to go to Wuyuan City to settle down, but he hadn't figured out how to speak, but the young man took the initiative.

Fang Dushu must be going with the flow.

He said with a smile: "I actually came here from a foreign country and I am not familiar with Li country's customs and customs. You just tell me about it. By the way, what should I call you?"

The young man slapped his forehead fiercely, blaming himself for not announcing his name earlier: "My younger brother's surname is Fu, his name is Shiqing, he is only 16 years old, and he lives at the foot of Middle Finger Mountain in Wuyuan City."

"Middle finger mountain?"

Fang Dushu secretly smiled, the name of this mountain really has connotations.

He remembered Fu Shiqing's qi-pointing magical power just now, and asked casually: "Is your family good at fingering magic?"

This is no secret at all to monk Li Guo.

"So that Brother Dao knows that my Fu family is in charge of Wuyuan City and has inherited a 'flicking finger cauldron'. The supernatural power of snapping fingers is famous in Longzhou, and the disciples of the Fu family also focus on practicing fingering."

When Fu Shiqing talked about his family background, there was no pride on his face, but a bitter smile: "But my younger brother is a partial disciple of the Fu family, and has no status in the family. When he comes to my house, he is afraid that the humble house will treat brother Tao poorly."

Fang Dushu has seen this for a long time. If Fu Shiqing really had status, he would not have taken risks alone at Cangsangze at a young age.

He stepped forward and patted Fu Shiqing on the shoulder: "I often live in hard times, but I always feel that as long as the heart is always warm, the house will never be simple."

Hearing this, Fu Shiqing was in awe.

He solemnly bowed to Fang Dushu: "Brother Dao is a sage in the world, younger brother is taught!"

This young man has a lot of etiquette and a shy temper, like a poor child from a poor family, as if he has nothing to do with the rich family of the Fu family.

Fang Dushu smiled: "Go and pick up your golden silkworm, this land is not flat, leave early to be safe."

Fu Shiqing behaved submissively.

After the golden silkworm was settled, he immediately accompanied Fang Dushu on the road. He also wanted to return home early to heal his ancestors.

On the way, the two talked about everything.

Fang Dushu wanted to find Fu Shiqing to understand the situation of Xiling City, Wuyuan City, and even the entire world of cultivating immortals in the eight prefectures of Li State, which was why he chose to rescue Fu Shiqing.

When he first entered the country of Li, Fang Dushu urgently needed a guide familiar with the local conditions.

Fu Shiqing was grateful for Fang Dushu's kindness in rescuing him, and he answered every question, but disclosed all the news he knew to Fang Dushu without any hesitation.

By the time the two walked out of Cangsang Daze together and officially set foot in the territory of Xiling City, Fang Dushu had already figured out the situation in Longzhou in the western border of Li Kingdom.

There is only one Zhenwen faction in the Cultivation Sect in Longzhou, but there are dozens of cities ruled by the Cultivation Family. These cities are often built in mountains and rivers with strong aura, occupying a large area, and the scale is almost the same as that of small sects .

Like the Wuyuan City of the Fu Shiqing family, the entire city is centered on the main peak, Danzhi Mountain, and its territory radiates a hundred miles in a radius.

Nominally, the Immortal Cultivation Family in Longzhou is under the jurisdiction of the Zhenwen School, but the Zhenwen School only asks for tribute from the Immortal Cultivation Family on a daily basis.

Even if there is a fight between the immortal cultivating families, and one of them destroys the city and the house, as long as the other party makes up the tribute, the Zhenwen faction will still not pursue any responsibility.

This kind of tribute system is similar to that of Fang Dushu's hometown, Liangguo, where the Zhenwen faction is the center of tribute.

As for what the tribute was, Fang Dushu didn't know, and Fu Shiqing didn't know either. We had to ask Fu Shiqing's ancestors when he went to Wuyuan City as a guest.

(End of this chapter)