Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 107 The Art of Alchemy (Congratulations to the Silver League!)
"Planting trees in the dantian for longevity..."

In the underground cave.

Fang Xi sat cross-legged under the demon tree, with an air root connected to the tree crown behind him.

With the daily delivery of pure vitality, his body became more and more energetic.

Even the progress of practicing the 'Longevity Technique' is also progressing by leaps and bounds.

At this time, when the spiritual consciousness looks inside, one can see that among the limbs and bones, if there is a dark green network that seems to be absent, it is spreading to the tendons, bones, flesh and blood...

This is the process of constructing the 'Aoki Spirit Body'!

"In a few more years, the 'Aoki Spirit Body' should be able to be completed, right?"

Fang Xi opened her eyes, and two green lights flashed in her pupils.

Once the 'Aoki Spiritual Body' is achieved, his aptitude with low-grade wood spiritual roots will be comparable to geniuses with high-grade spiritual roots.

Xiaohu sniffed his snot and replied with a smirk.

"How long did it take the original body to advance to the first level of Qi Refining?"a year?Or two years? '

For casual cultivators, usually they can't even afford pills to increase mana, so how can they buy pills that break ranks?

Seeing him accepting it with a smile, Widow Wang smiled even more: "I also went to see the island owner's shop in Lingkongfang City, it's called 'Huolian Pavilion', and the shopkeeper is Mu Wen!"

'Forget it... normal heart, normal heart! '

Ruan Xingling and Fang Xi came under the peach blossom tree and opened a bottle of green bamboo wine.

Fang Xi smiled wryly, and brought Ruan Xingling to the opened alchemy room.

"The bottleneck in the mid-to-late stage of Qi refining is indeed very troublesome..."

Ruan Xingling was a little surprised: "Could it be that you have used it to make wine?"

"Whoa whoa!"

"My mother just came back from Lingkongfang City and bought it for me."

Even so, Lu Guo wiped the wooden knife with care, and put it on his waist solemnly.

In contrast, Lu Guo looked deserted, and even lived in a wooden shed.

In a blink of an eye, it is the New Year's Eve again.

"Sigh... I don't have enough aptitude, so I just wanted to refine pills and earn resources... Then I invested a lot, and I couldn't bear to let go, so I could only continue to invest..."

This wine has a peach blossom aroma and is very popular with some nuns.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi immediately thought about it.

Ruan Xingling thought of the Feng family and the Mo family. After the death of the family head in the late stage of Qi refining, they were all in chaos for a while.

……

It was she who went to help and support... and spent a lot of family heritage, went to the market to buy two broken-level pills, and successfully cultivated two clan members in the late stage of Qi refining, stabilizing the situation.

Coupled with the fact that he has cultivated in the spiritual land since he was a child, there is still a possibility of breaking through the late stage of Qi refining in the future.

Not long after, I saw Lu Guo walking out of Widow Wang's house, still holding a small wooden knife in his hand.

"Except for the insect damage, the spiritual rice here has a bumper harvest almost every year. If you save it for a few more years, you can go to the square market to auction off the broken-rank pill, and there should be no problem..."

For some reason, Ruan Xingling liked it.

Fang Xi recognized it at a glance, this kind of gadget is just like Xiaohu's mechanism beast, it has no lethality, it is completely a toy for children.

"Lu Guo has already refined Qi to the first level, I think he may be promoted to the second level next year..."

At this moment, another person came to Widow Wang's house, it was Lu Guo!
When he saw Fang Xi, he habitually shook his body, and then saluted:

Putting the alchemy room here is to create an excuse for the consumption of spiritual rice.

Now it seems that Ruan Xingling really believed it.

And Fang Xi's ambitions don't stop there!
He wanted to at least cultivate into the 'Otoki Dharma Body'!
There are only a few rumors about this kind of spiritual body in the world of cultivating immortals, but what is certain is that as long as the monks who possess this spiritual body do not fall halfway, they will basically become Nascent Soul Powers!
With the growth rate of the Demon Tree, it would take decades to condense the 'Otoki Dharma Body', which is not impossible!
After the daily practice, Fang Xi patrolled the Lingtian as usual.

"The owner of the island is here, and the scorpion is shining!"

There are many monks who can refine Bigu pills, and it is impossible to earn spirit stones by doing so.

Fang Xi was not surprised by this result.

Fang Xi inspected the five acres of spiritual fields, and then shared the accounts with Widow Wang, so that Widow Wang had a good year.

Ruan Xingling's beautiful eyes lit up: "Is there any gain?"

Fang Xi's face was full of bitterness: "I just entered the sixth floor, and it will take several years just to accumulate mana and polish it. It doesn't take five or six years to complete the sixth floor, let alone the big bottleneck in the later stage... If I can break through the late stage of Qi refining before the age of 40, I will be thankful."

Relying on the merits of cultivating immortals in these ten acres of spiritual fields, Fang Xi may still hit the late stage of Qi refining.

"Well, let's play!"

In the middle of the room, there is a three-legged and two-eared red copper alchemy stove, which has a low-grade magic weapon level!

But for some reason, Ruan Xingling still prefers green bamboo wine.

Even if the output is not enough, it is definitely enough to mortgage a few acres of Lingtian, like that Mu Wen, to kill chickens and get eggs!
"Ugh……"

And Mu Wen also became ruthless, and even pledged several acres of spiritual fields of the family, borrowed a large number of spiritual stones, and managed them up and down.

"Forget it, life is unsatisfactory six to seven out of ten, you have to be normal, normal..."

"No...it's not a magic weapon, it's just a small toy, like a few spirit crystals..."

As for Mu Wen's success?Then let him get his wish, it's nothing to be successful for a while.

Isn't it the inheritance of puppet art?As long as you live long enough, there will always be.

"So... that's a good thing!"

"Ugh……"

"master!"

Widow Wang was a little envious: "I think the head of the Mu family made the right bet this time, and wants to make a lot of money..."

The bulk of his money will always come from monster materials, not Lingmi from farming.

Ruan Xingling's expression was indifferent, and she couldn't see any joy or anger. Instead, she began to care about Fang Xilai: "You are 28 years old and have already refined the sixth level of Qi. If you can break through the late stage of Qi refining in a few years, there is hope for future foundation building!"

Mentioning this matter, Fang Xi let out a long sigh, full of embarrassment: "Actually, I don't have much spiritual rice left in my granary."

On the ridge of the field, a bare-bottomed kid was running happily, and in front of him was a doll tiger, which was running on all fours at a slow speed.

"Ah."

He secretly warned himself.

If Fang Xi doesn't accept it, Widow Wang will be worried instead.

"The island owner was joking..."

After a hundred years, let's see if there is such a person!
"Aunt Wang!"

"If you refine Bigu Pill now, you can barely keep your capital... the rest is still a blood loss!"

The aptitude of middle-grade spiritual roots is indeed much better than that of low-grade spiritual roots.

After all, Feng Manlou didn't want to compete with Mu Wen at all.

Ruan Xingling seemed to be planning for Fang Xi sincerely.

All the way to Widow Wang's wooden house, Widow Wang immediately came out to greet her with a smile on her face: "The Lingkong Square is big and beautiful, and there is also a lot of spiritual energy... I also specially bought a pack of spiritual tea for the master. Master send it!"

He forcibly held back the twitching of the corners of his eyes, and walked out without disturbing Widow Wang and Lu Guo talking.

Fang Xi, however, has a variety of tastes. She can drink green bamboo wine and red blood wine. Recently, she has brewed a batch of peach blossom wine.

Fang Xi smiled.

"No and no!!"

Fang Xi replied blankly: "Alchemy has been poor for three generations, learning formations ruins life, I have seen it..."

Regarding Fang Xi's consumption of spiritual rice to buy elixir to practice his hands, he couldn't help but feel disapproving: "The art of alchemy is profound and profound. Once you find out that you have no talent, you should stop your losses immediately. How can you do this?"

Fang Xi stopped and asked a casual question.

Fang Xi looked like he was insane after refining alchemy.

"It seems...it's time to teach the last few layers of Changchun Jue."

"Ok!"

"You...are studying alchemy?"

Summer goes to autumn.

He planted trees here and needed a peaceful and stable environment.

Fang Xi nodded, and found that this son had already induced Qi into his body, becoming a first-level Qi refining monk!
'As expected of a middle-grade spiritual root qualification, it's only been a few months? '

After injecting a bit of mana, the wooden knife was actually suspended in mid-air!

In fact, Fang Xi used other spirit stones to buy these materials and waste pills.

Fang Xi came to greet her, and said with a smile, "I have already prepared 'green bamboo wine', and I would like to invite the island owner to drink a glass."

"Little Tiger, where did this tiger mechanism come from?"

I don't know what Ruan Xingling's intentions are.

"master!"

"You... ugh!"

Spirit tea is not worth a piece of spirit stone, but at least it is an attitude.

'Inferior magic weapon? '

On this day, amidst the chaos of hundreds of flowers, Ruan Xingling's magic weapon landed in Xiao Yunyu's array.

"...I think Longyu Zhong's family recognizes this. After all, our 36 islands are really united. The number of monks in the late stage of Qi refining is at least several times that of Zhong's family... to form a joint law enforcement team. The law and order near the island is very good. I haven't seen Jiexiu all the way..."

Ruan Xingling looked at the pill furnace and elixir... and knew that the cost must be quite high.

Coupled with Feng Manlou's voluntary withdrawal, Ruan Xingling couldn't say much, so she could only give the position to the other party.

"The middle-grade spiritual root is really not bad, but it's a bit worse than Dan'er."

Fang Xi touched Xiaohu's head, feeling a little depressed: "Fuck, I've been looking for it for so many years, but I haven't seen any trace of puppet art... But now that the tree is planted, there is a puppet master's work in Lingkongfang City." ?God are you playing with me? '

"Well, thank you very much."

Fang Xi poured a glass of wine for Ruan Xingling and said calmly.

"Ok?"

This was specially developed by him to practice alchemy. The room smelled of medicinal herbs, and there were a lot of spirit wood and spirit charcoal piled up in the corner.

No matter why the Zhong family stopped, it's always good not to fight.

Ruan Xingling shook her head again and again: "Fortunately, you didn't delay your cultivation. From now on, you will suspend alchemy and turn to cultivation to accumulate spiritual rice... If you work hard in the future, you may not be able to break through to the late stage of Qi refining before the age of 40." H."

"This... I just want to cultivate safely to the late stage of Qi refining. As for the forty limit? I am happy to succeed, and it is my fate to fail!"

Fang Xi sighed, and drank the green bamboo wine in one gulp: "The Cultivation Family's pursuit of reaching the late stage of Qi refining before the age of 40 is just to fight for a first-line chance to build a foundation. , not bad...Anyway, I plan to spend the rest of my life on Peach Blossom Island by farming and raising fish..."

Regarding Fang Xi's salted fish, Ruan Xingling was immediately speechless.

(End of this chapter)