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

Chapter 94 Passed away (Congratulations to the leader of KKRGUN!)

Summer goes to autumn.

The tassels of rice in the thirteen-acre spiritual field in Emerald Cliff are so full that they almost hang down to the ground, which shows that there are evenly grained spiritual grains.

Fang Xi held a sickle and started harvesting.

The growth of these red blood spiritual rice is similar to what he estimated, and one mu of land can harvest three hundred catties of spiritual rice.

During the period, the old man Kuchimu still kept his eyes on his face, and wanted to introduce some of his own spiritual farmers to Fang Xi, but Fang Xi directly refused.

Then Wei Yixin also came, showing off that he had gained a lot from going out last time, and invited Fang Xi to explore outside the island together.

Fang Xi naturally rolled her eyes at this, and still refused.

At this time, his friendship with these two families really became weaker and weaker.

This is exactly what Fang Xi needs.

A granary was specially built in the courtyard, and after putting the last bag of spiritual rice into the warehouse, Fang Xi couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Even he felt a little tired after working for days.

After meditating and adjusting his breath, Fang Xi took out the spiritual rice that he had just received this year, and filled a pot of red blood spiritual rice.

Whoosh!

After the rice was fully cooked, he lifted the lid of the pot, and saw a pot of red Lingmi, still steaming.

It's just that there is a fishy smell in the hot air.

Fang Xi picked up the chopsticks, took a sip, and frowned: "It's really thick and has a bit of a fishy smell... It's best not to eat it alone, but make it into other pastries."

But after eating the red blood spirit rice, he felt that the energy and blood in his body were lively, which was almost the same as eating Tai Sui meat.

"Anyway, this Lingmi is not for me, but for Tai Sui, so that's it..."

If Tai Sui wants to produce meat, he has to keep feeding him food.

Fang Xi believed that the spiritual rice in the world of cultivating immortals must be much better than ordinary rice.

"At that time, I will plant Lingmi, feed the Lingmi to Tai Sui, and cut the Tai Sui meat to feed the demon tree... a perfect self-produced and self-marketed industrial chain!"

Lingmi can be reserved for planting and planted in the coming year.

In this way, it is almost equivalent to a continuous supply of Tai Sui meat, no need to go out to eat blood!
This is also to reduce the risk of demon tree exposure!
"Well, I still have to return the Lingshi. I'm a man of my word."

Fang Xi deliberately set aside [-] catties of red blood spirit rice, just to give it back to Kuanmu Laodao.

The old Taoist lent him 20 yuan of spirit stones to buy the 'Flying Talisman'. In fact, his vision is not bad.

It's a pity that there are too many ineffective descendants, and I'm afraid the future of the Mu family is worrying.

Although the veteran Kuchimu patted his chest on his chest and promised that his family would work hard, Fang Xi still confiscated it because he didn't want to be disturbed.

This has nothing to do with paying back the money.

"But... I won't be able to stay too far away from the Emerald Cliff when I start practicing the 'Longevity Technique' in the future...Maybe I really need such a person to inquire about outside news for me, or even buy supplies...'

"But you can't choose an adult, it's better to choose a loyal one from childhood..."

'It's still too troublesome, it would be great if the puppet technique was collected. '

Fang Xi put the Lingmi into the storage bag, released the black cloud pocket, and immediately flew into the sky, heading for Jingyue Lake.

Ruan Xingling also sent a sound transmission talisman today, indicating that the flying magic weapon has been forged, and the two things happened to be done together.

……

Mirror Moon Lake.

The spirit mist is misty, and there seems to be a phantom of the moon floating in it.

Fang Xi took out her magic weapon token, and the mist dispersed automatically, revealing a passage.

He drove the black cloud pocket, flew directly into the Ruan family mansion, and found Ruan Xingling.

backyard.

Ruan Xingling took out a flying boat the size of a palm and handed it to Fang Xi: "Fortunately, it's not a disgrace, let's take a look!"

Fang Xi nodded, took the boat and watched it carefully.

I saw that the boat was about the size of a palm, showing an apricot yellow color, indicating that there were still some wooden textures.

On both sides of the boat, a black wing pattern is depicted.

"Black Feather Boat, this boat is mainly made of the wing bones of first-order high-grade birds. I also added a piece of cloud wood to increase stability and comfort. A windshield can be opened to avoid the wind when flying... "

Ruan Xingling said, "You can try."

"No need, the island owner will make a move, of course I believe it."

Fang Xi directly smiled and took the black feather boat away: "I don't know how much Lingshi is worth for the island master's move this time?"

"You can just give me the material money of cloud cotton wood. Refining this kind of magic weapon will also benefit my practice of weapon refining!"

Ruan Xingling waved her hand: "After all, I was going to refine the Qinghe Sword for you, this time I just changed the requirements..."

……

"There doesn't seem to be any ground fire in Mirror Moon Lake?"

Fang Xi walked out of Mirror Moon Lake, but she was thinking about another thing.

He also has the inheritance of weapon refining in his hand. Although he just tasted it and stopped after confirming that his talent is not good, he also knows some generalities.

If you are not a foundation-building cultivator and cannot use your own innate true fire to refine a first-level magic weapon, then you can only use the earth fire!

And Jingyue Lake and even Peach Blossom Island should have no fire veins!

'So...is it some other side-by-side crafting method, such as...raising a monster that can swallow demon fire? ! '

Fang Xi rubbed her chin and took out the black feather boat.

After the mana was injected, the boat suddenly swelled up and turned into a small boat about Zhang Xu long.

Feeling that there was no sense of stagnation in the infusion of mana, Fang Xi couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

He jumped on the boat and found that there were several grooves on the base, where spirit stones could be placed to replace the mana consumption of monks.

Generally speaking, most of the long-distance spirit boats cannot be driven by monks' magic power, and they still have to consume spirit stones!
However, Fang Xi's own mana would be enough if he was flying on Peach Blossom Island.

"go!"

He pinched the magic formula with his hands, and the black feather boat immediately flew into the air, like a stream of black light!
"This speed is much faster than Heiyundou, almost comparable to 'Flying Talisman'!"

Flying in the sky for a while, after confirming the performance, Fang Xi couldn't help being a little silent.

Such a spirit boat is probably close to the level of a high-grade magic weapon.

"This kindness is not small..."

It's a pity that the more this is the case, the more Fang Xi dare not ask Ruan Xingling to refine the snake armor.

"After going back, during the slack season, we have to quickly arrange the small cloud and rain formations, so as to block all prying eyes..."

After all, after the underground cave was developed, everything was on the right track.

By next year, it will probably be possible to plant trees.

Fang Xi was in a good mood and came to Twin East Peak.

"Ancestor!"

At this time, from the continuous room, there was a heart-piercing cry.

"what happened?"

When Fang Xi landed on the flying boat, she saw a Mu Family cultivator and hurriedly asked.

"Old Patriarch Muxi...is sitting down!"

The monk was about fifty years old, his eyes were red, and his voice was crying: "Fellow Taoist came just in time, I'm going to inform everyone..."

"Killwood, unexpectedly..."

When Fang Xi thought about it, she felt that the old man of Kuchimu was not far away, and couldn't help but remain silent.

Sometimes life is so fragile.

Compared with those casual cultivators who are like duckweed in the wind, the dead wood old man can sit in his home and be buried in the family spirit after his death. The genealogy records that he has made great achievements, and his life can be considered complete...

"This is really..."

Fang Xi hurriedly said some comforting words, but thought that when she saw the old man of Kuchimu a few months ago, she had already found out that the other party was dying.

The other party must have known about it long ago, and after arranging the funeral, he immediately had nothing to say.

He walked a few steps and came to the Mu's lobby, which had been temporarily arranged in the style of a mourning hall, and a group of filial sons and grandchildren were weeping in filial clothing.

"Mu Xi and I are also friends, and we are here to pay respects!"

Fang Xi twirled three sticks of incense, bowed solemnly, and turned to greet everyone in the Mu family.

"Thank you..."

Mu Wen was dressed in filial piety, wiped away tears, and seemed to be less arrogant than before in dealing with people.

"Young people grow up very fast... I hope there will be a change in the future, and I will live up to Kuchiki's hard work..."

Fang Xi sighed in his heart, and said: "I borrowed twenty spirit stones from fellow Taoist Rottenwood before, and today the harvest of spiritual rice is abundant, and I wanted to return them, but I didn't expect that heaven and man would be separated forever, alas... I hope that Fellow Taoist Rottenwood will reincarnate in the future, Keep going!"

This is just a scene, after all, there is no such thing as an underworld in the world of cultivating immortals.

The so-called reincarnation is nothing more than a good wish.

When Mu Wen heard this, he was a little stunned: "The old ancestor didn't talk about this before the soul wandered into Taixu..."

These are twenty spirit stones!Could it be that the ancestors were confused at the time?

It's just, why don't you leave an IOU certificate?

Fortunately, this person still knows to pay back the money, but he doesn't know if he has deducted interest!
In Mu Wen's heart, he couldn't help turning back and forth.

Seeing him standing there, Fang Xi didn't say much, and handed a storage bag containing [-] catties of spiritual rice to Mu Wen: "This is [-] catties of spiritual rice, and the storage bag is my memorial ceremony." , my nephew doesn't need to send it away..."

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Although Mu Wen said polite words, his palms were firmly grasping the storage bag.

Fang Xi said a few more words of comfort, turned to leave, and sighed secretly in her heart: "It's still only a layer of skin... As expected, the most difficult thing to change is the human core."

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Emerald Cliffs.

Fang Xi did not go to Kuchimu Laodao's funeral.

He went to worship once and did his best, so that's all.

After all, he also has some friendship with the old man Kuchimu.

As for the old Taoist's hope that he would transfer his friendship to his descendants?It's really naive...

Fang Xi took out the geographical jade slips that had been measured before, came to a place, grabbed a flag with both hands, and thrust it hard into the ground!
The flag is pure white, with many mysterious runes embroidered on the flag, and there are fluorescent lights flowing.

"There are [-] flags in the small cloud and rain array, and there are other auxiliary components... plus the most core array disk, it is much more expensive than ordinary instruments..."

"There are some mistakes and omissions in the formation, and the formation cannot be coherent..."

At this time, Fang Xi also felt that it is no wonder that it is best to cultivate spiritual consciousness to get started with formations.

I don't have spiritual consciousness, so I can't release it outside, so many measurements and calculations are very troublesome. Even after setting up the formation flag, observing the flow of spiritual energy is far less clear than the spiritual consciousness at a glance.

Fortunately, there is a jade slip, so Fang Xi can still copy the answers.

After a busy day, he came to the training room, and solemnly inlaid low-grade spirit stones on the formation plate.

"The heavenly stems and earthly branches are right..."

"That's it!"

After calculating the time and distance, Fang Xi buried the array plate in the dug out array eye.

Buzz!

The disk array activated instantly, and strips of pure white spirit patterns emerged, and continued to spread around.

Fang Xi is holding the main token of the control restriction, and is constantly debugging...

(End of this chapter)