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"These are considered as deposits from me. I wish fellow Taoist Yu an early breakthrough."

Fang Xiu smiled.

He has made preparations in advance.

Some geniuses with high-grade spiritual roots will indeed try to avoid taking pills in order to build their foundation.

He packed fifty kilograms of green bamboo rice and a full hundred kilograms of bloody tooth rice in his storage bag.

In addition, there are four hundred pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.

The value of these things can buy two first-grade high-grade spiritual trees.

Even the second-order low-grade spiritual wood only has a thousand spiritual stones.

The main reason is that the eternal ivy wood does not leak out, which is why it is more expensive.

"I will live up to my trust!" Yu Yongwei saluted solemnly and put away the storage bag.

"Fellow Daoist Fang..." Lin Shaoyu was a little jealous.

Yu Yongwei doesn't use Zi Ning Dan because she has good spiritual roots, but Lin Shaoyu, the teacher of the fake elixir master, is not qualified.

Middle-grade spiritual roots will inevitably encounter bottlenecks in the later stages of Qi refining. He doesn't dare to bet that his luck is as good as Fang Xiu's and that he can break through on his own.

Fang Xiu was only at the seventh level of Qi refining at the age of forty, and it seemed that he had been stuck for too long in the later stages of Qi refining.

In a few years, Lin Shaoyu will be able to reach the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining.

The bottleneck must be broken through as soon as possible to allow more time for the attack on the foundation.

"Is something wrong, Fellow Daoist Lin?" Fang Xiu looked at him without revealing anything.

He showed off his wealth in public this time just to show off some of his strength.

Otherwise, if you are looking for someone to do things, the gap between the two parties will be too big, the benefits will not be enough, and others may not be interested.

"I wonder if you have any intention of selling this exquisite Purple Ning Dan?" Lin Shaoyu asked, "If Fellow Daoist Lin wants it, I can sell it to you for 300 spiritual stones."

Fang Xiu paused and quoted a preferential price.

Although the elixirs here are not monopolized by Danxia Sect like Anpingfang City, the price will be cheaper.

However, high-quality Zi Ning Dan is more precious and generally appears in small and medium-sized auctions.

The starting price was two hundred spiritual stones, but the transaction price was more than three hundred, close to four hundred.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang! I want this Purple Condensation Pill." Lin Shaoyu's face was filled with joy.

The Lin family also has a high-quality Zi Ning Dan, which requires 400 family contribution points.

One family contribution point can be exchanged for a low-grade spiritual stone, but four hundred family contribution points may not necessarily be exchanged for a high-quality Zi Ning Dan.

There are too many monks and too little porridge.

Even if there is a high-quality Zi Ning Dan in the family, it may not be his turn right away.

What's more, his family's contribution is not enough.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, this is all the spiritual stones I have. The rest...can I owe you first? I'll write to my father and ask him to replenish it for you."

Lin Shaoyu's face felt a little hot.

The total number of spiritual stones in his storage bag is only one hundred and eighty-eight.

At first, he looked down on Fang Xiu a little, but now he realized that Fang Xiu was willing to give away spiritual rice only because of his wealth.

"Is it okay to replace them all with blood-toothed rice seedlings?" Fang Xiu asked.

"Of course!" Lin Shaoyu clasped his fists solemnly, "I remember the favor of fellow Daoist Fang."

"You don't have to be polite, Fellow Daoist Lin, we are all friends." Fang Xiu achieved his goal.

Be in a good mood.

"Not bad, friend." Lin Shaoyu felt that looking at Fang Xiu at this moment was extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Why don't we exchange detailed addresses? If anything happens in the future, we can communicate directly through letters. Exchange what we have seen and heard."

Lin Shaoyu suggested.

"This is a good suggestion." Fang Xiu looked at Yu Yongwei and Mu Qingxuan, "What do you think?"

"I agree." Mu Qingxuan smiled brightly.

"I don't have any objections. It would be good for everyone to communicate more when there is nothing to do." Yu Yongwei agreed.

The four of them turned to look at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan paused slightly, "Do you want mine too?"

"certainly."

Mu Qingxuan's jaw.

"I hope our friendship will last forever." Lin Shaoyu smiled broadly.

The three of them belong to the same sect, but they are on different main peaks and do not meet often.

If we can exchange detailed addresses, we can naturally have more contacts.

After three years as an outer disciple in Yin Yang Pavilion, Lin Shaoyu's character has become much more reserved.

He deeply realized that cultivating immortality is not about fighting and killing, but about being human and understanding the world.

If Yu Yongwei becomes the official disciple of Zhenren Fake Dan, just by knowing Yu Yongwei, his status in the family will be enhanced.

The five people exchanged detailed addresses and how to send letters.

Yu Yongwei released the flying boat weapon, and Lin Shaoyu and Mu Qingxuan boarded the flying boat together.

"See you next time, have a nice trip."

Fang Xiu waved goodbye to the three of them.

Whoosh!

The flying boat slowly rose into the sky, paused for a moment, then turned into an arrow and quickly disappeared into the distant sky.

Chen Fan looked envious and remained silent.

He has the worst background, the worst spiritual roots, has a bleak future, and has always felt inferior.

There is always some distance from the four of them.

Afraid of offending someone.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, let's go too."

The two rode on the Lingju horse and returned to Bibo Lake together.

Half a month later.

Chen Fan entered the Mu family and got married to a low-grade spiritual cultivator from the Mu family who was six years older than him.

Fang Xiu was also invited to drink a few glasses of spiritual wine.

Before Chen Fan could get married, he got very drunk and pulled Fang Xiu to talk a lot about what was in his heart.

He mentioned that when he was twelve years old, he went up the mountain to hunt pigweed and accidentally fell off a cliff.

Fortunately, he didn't die, and he also picked up the martial arts secrets left by his predecessors, as well as hundreds of taels of silver.

Chen Fan relied on secret books and money to change his destiny.

When he was fourteen years old, he rescued a seriously injured immortal cultivator. The man discovered that he had spiritual roots. Before his death, he accepted him as his disciple and taught him the techniques of cultivating immortals.

Chen Fan relied on the spiritual stones and elixirs left by his master to reach the third level of Qi Refining in three years.

I thought I was the protagonist in the novel, but I didn't expect that in the world of immortality, everything would be back to its original shape, and I could only go back to my old job of raising fish.

And it was only because of Mu Qingxuan's recommendation letter that it was his turn.

The gap between ideal and reality is too big.

The previous party stimulated him, and Chen Fan decided to change his life.

He compromised with reality and moved into Zhenmu's house.

Obtain resource support from Mujia.

Fang Xiu comforted Chen Fan.

Many people don't have a choice. He at least has a chance to turn around.

After drinking the wedding wine, Fang Xiu returned to the cliff to the west of Tianlong Valley and continued his life as a spiritual husband.

A few days later, a servant of the Lin family went up the mountain and informed Fang Xiu to go to the villa. The clan leader Lin Cunzhi wanted to see him.

"It seems that Lin Shaoyu's letter has arrived.

Fang Xiu went down the mountain and entered the villa in the center of Tianlong Valley.

I met the patriarch Lin Cunzhi in the hall.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you are here.'

Lin Cunzhi smiled, much more enthusiastic than before.

"I've met the clan leader." Fang Xiu noticed that Lin Cunzhi's aura was much stronger than before, and he seemed to have entered the state of perfect Qi refining.

It seems that Lin Cunzhi hit the foundation building bottleneck during this period, but unfortunately failed.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I received Shao Yu's letter. Thank you very much." Lin Cunzhi bowed solemnly.

“The clan leader said it sternly, it’s just a fair transaction.

Fang Xiu returned the gift.

"I'm aware of Fellow Daoist Fang's request. You can give priority to the Xueya rice seedlings." Lin Cunzhi nodded.

"Thank you, clan leader." Fang Xiu felt happy.

"By the way, I have one more thing to do with you this time." Lin Cunzhi said seriously, "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Fang is married?"

Fang Xiuyi said, "I have no plans to get married."

"Fellow Daoist Fang misunderstood. What I meant was that I gave you a young woman with spiritual roots from the Lin family as your wife, not that you would marry into the Lin family.

Lin Cunzhi explained.

"As long as the first child with spiritual roots is named Lin. If you agree, you can get resource support from the Lin family, and you can also move into the villa to practice and enjoy the spiritual energy of the second-level low-grade spiritual veins."

"This...:" Fang Xiu looked confused.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, there is no need to be embarrassed. I will never force this matter. If you don't want to, just pretend that I never said this and everything will remain as usual." Lin Cunzhi smiled.

"I can't help but live up to the patriarch's kindness." Fang Xiu handed over his hand.

"Where is it?" Lin Cunzhi waved his hand.

Afterwards, the two exchanged a few words, and Lin Cunzhi took Fang Xiu to pick out the seedlings of Xue Ya Mi.

Fang Xiu was not polite and chose the good ones.

But he didn't choose too many, just enough to plant an acre and a half of spiritual land.

Another year of hard work.

Fang Xiu ushered in a bumper harvest.

The blood tooth rice seedlings selected this time are of high quality, and the quantity is larger than before.

In addition, after Chen Fan joined Zeng Mu's family, he sold more silt to Fang Xiu, which was of higher quality and more fertile.

The yield of blood tooth rice has increased from more than 600 jins per mu last year to 800 jins per mu.

The most important thing is that this time the blood teeth are plump and bright, almost all in the standard red crescent shape.

It is the best of the best.

Fang Xiu handed over two hundred and thirty kilograms of fake elixirs from Yin Yang Pavilion and seventy kilograms to the Lin family.

There are five hundred pounds left.

The fake elixir master in Yin Yang Pavilion was very satisfied with his meal and directly rewarded him with two middle-grade wood spirit stones.

In order to thank the Lin family, Fang Xiu wanted to give one of the middle-grade wood spirit stones to the clan leader Lin Cunzhi.

Lin Cunzhi did not accept it, saying that the fake Danzhenren had another reward for the Lin family, and he only hoped that Fang Xiu would grow blood-toothed rice well.

When it comes time to choose seedlings, Fang Xiu still chooses first.

One month later.

The earth dragon beast turned over the hard and compact spiritual soil.

Fang Xiu stood at the edge of the field, making magic tricks with his hands.

"Buzz!"

A large ball of white light floated out from his fingertips and dissipated one or two feet above his head.

Wow!

A large gray cloud appeared, hovering above his head. Spiritual energy dispersed in the cloud, and milky white spiritual rain fell.

Fang Xiu walked into the spiritual field to make rain.

Halfway through, Fang Xiu suddenly stopped.

[Skill: First-level Spiritual Planting Technique·Perfection (1%)]

[Cloud and Rain Technique: Limit Breaking (100%) → Grandmaster (1%)]

After four consecutive years of farming, the art of moving clouds and spreading rain became the first spell that he had reached the master level of proficiency.

Just when Fang Xiu was about to continue making rain, the Book of Destiny in his soul suddenly glowed with purple light.

"This is...:.

Fang Xiu's eyes widened.

(Fate: Accumulation over time] → [Fate: Late bloomer)

[Lord: Fang Xiu (second level))

[Fate: late bloomer]

[Grade: Purple·Level 4]

[Effect: Accumulate, reach the pinnacle (can be improved))

At the age of twenty-two, Fang Xiu received the fate of "accumulation over time and over time".

He is forty-four years old this year.

After twenty-two years, his destiny was upgraded.

Fang Xiu also discovered that the upgraded purple destiny [Late Bloomer] was two levels higher than his own.

But it only takes up one page of the Book of Destiny, not two.