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

  Chapter 103 Extending Life (Congratulations for Baiyin)

  Next, after a period of observation and experimentation, Fang Xi roughly figured out the situation.

  The demon tree can absorb flesh and blood, turn it into the purest life energy, and feed back to its master!

   And the vitality of life is the key to many 'life-prolonging pills'!

   "That is to say... every time I practice, it is equivalent to swallowing a life extension pill. Maybe I will make up for the lost life in one day?"

   "In this way, wouldn't I be able to live forever? No, no, the key prerequisite is missing, a lot of blood!"

  According to Fang Xi's observation and judgment, the vitality fed back by the demon tree every day is probably equivalent to half a day's lifespan.

   In other words, he can be an ordinary person for two days a day!

   Lifespan doubled directly!

  If you let go and let the demon tree absorb blood energy, it is even possible to achieve 'immortality'!

  Of course, this is actually unlikely, because the flesh and blood produced by Tai Sui Meat is limited, and if you expand the Demon Tree regardless, it will not be enough to cover the entire Peach Blossom Island.

  Even though Peach Blossom Island has so much flesh and blood, but it is so strange, it must be discovered, and then it is the immortal cultivators who will come to kill demons!

   "In any case, it is amazing to be able to nearly double the lifespan!"

   "In other words, as long as I keep planting trees, I can live for more than two hundred years even during the Qi refining period?"

  Fang Xi's eyes lit up.

  The lifespan of a monk in the Qi refining period is roughly two Jiazi, that is, one hundred and twenty years old!

  Foundation stage monks are four Jiazi, about 200 years old!

  Cultivators who form a golden core have a long life span of nearly five hundred years!

  In addition to this, some longevity-prolonging pills can also increase longevity to a certain extent.

  Then there are monks who practice wood-type kung fu. If they don't fight martial arts and are good at maintaining their health, they can at least live to the end of their lifespan.

  Fang Xi delved into the 'Longevity Technique', and knew that the best way to prolong life was to cultivate into a spirit body of the Heavenly Wood system!

   After all, Lingmu Changchun!

  A monk who awakens the 'Aoki Spirit Body' can extend his lifespan by about 10 to 20 percent!

   The legendary "Otomu Dharma Body" is even more terrifying, it can increase the monk's lifespan by almost half!

   That is to say, if the 'Yimu Dharma Body' is awakened, the Qi Refining Cultivator can live to be 180 years old, which is close to that of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

  Foundation cultivators can easily live past three hundred years!

  As for the 'Eternal Evergreen Body'?

   There is a high probability that this kind of physique does not exist in this world. Perhaps only in the fairy world can one have such a body of a fairy.

  According to the few words on the 'Longevity Technique', Fang Xi knew that one of the effects of the 'Eternal Evergreen Physique' was simple and rude - 'Longevity for ten thousand years'!

  This kind of longevity body destined to become an immortal can only be born in the immortal world.

  Before, Fang Xi paid attention to the long-term layout, and everything was ready, because he knew that after awakening the 'Aoki Spirit Body', his lifespan would inevitably be long.

   "But I didn't expect that the demon tree would have such a heaven-defying opportunity!"

   "How can you live such a long life?"

  Fang Xi fell into the trouble of happiness.

  After the practice, he took the initiative to cut off the root of Qi, stood up, and pondered another set of boxing techniques.

   This is the Emperor Dragon Fist that Pang Fei gave him!

  Although the part of taking advantage of the situation is very clever, what Fang Xi values ​​more is his spiritual mysteries and various advanced martial arts concepts, which are added to his true Hunyuan skills.

"Huh?"

   At this time, when he was honing his boxing skills again, Fang Xi suddenly discovered that his blood, which had already reached the limit of a great master and could no longer break through, seemed to be thicker again?

  With the spiritual knowledge of a cultivator and the induction of a great master, he will never admit his mistake!

   "So... this life energy can also replenish blood?"

   "Yes, aging is related to the decline of qi and blood."

   "If it goes on like this, although the magnitude of this is very small... But multiplied by years or even decades, the effect will never be weaker than swallowing a second-order qi and blood pill, or even worse!"

  Fang Xi clenched her fists tightly: "The Great Grandmaster couldn't break through the transformation of the true gang, it was completely dragged down by the limits of the human body... Daliang mortals have a limited lifespan, just a hundred years, how can they accumulate enough vigorous blood?"

   "But I'm different... I have the demon tree buff, and I'm willing to waste time!"

   "If there is anyone who can break through the real transformation, that person must be me!"

  …

  In a good mood, Fang Xi came to the courtyard.

  In the pond, a big herring grew up to about twenty or thirty catties!

   Breath has also been promoted from the original low-level first-level to the middle-level first-level!

  After swallowing a large amount of blood essence from the snake dragon, this dead salted fish has finally been promoted to a small realm!

   "It looks a lot bigger..."

Fang Xi sprinkled a handful of red blood spiritual rice into the pond, touched her chin, and seemed to be talking to herself: "If you can't be promoted to the first-rank top-rank within ten years, you will be slaughtered and eaten raw fish." Let's cut the fish into thin slices and eat it with dipping sauce, it must be very enjoyable!"

  At the bottom of the pond, the big herring trembled: "The human race is so scary..."

  …

  Spring goes and autumn comes.

   On this day, Fang Xi patrolled Lingtian as usual.

  Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found a black beetle lying on the red blood spiritual rice and gnawing big mouthfuls.

   "Damn it!"

  Fang Xi thought, flicked his finger, and a Gengjin Sword Qi flew out, piercing the black beetle.

  He inspected carefully, and found that this kind of pest was all over the spiritual field at some time!

   "Black-striped beetle, cruel temperament, likes to eat Lingmi..."

  From Ling Zhifu's inheritance, Fang Xi easily found the corresponding information.

   "There should be something wrong with the formation..."

  He checked carefully, and found that the southeast corner of the formation was slightly loose, and occasionally the restraint was not effective, and it was easy for some small bugs to take advantage of the loopholes.

  After repairing the 'little cloud and rain array', Fang Xi immediately started to kill insects in every mu of land.

It is not too late!

  Although this year's Lingmi will not be harvested in abundance, there must always be a harvest!

  After working for more than ten days, Fang Xi looked at a large number of black-striped scarabs climbing together in a small cage, and touched his chin.

  Among these black-striped scarabs, there is also a demon insect whose whole body is like sapphire and has a pattern on its back, like the king of these scarabs.

   "Blue and white scarab!"

   "There is actually a leader..."

  Fang Xi thought for a while, and took out a jade slip from the storage bag.

   This was dug out from the storage bags of the five late-stage Qi refiners who besieged him last time. I don't know which unlucky ghost it belongs to. Inside is a notebook of insect repair.

  Although this note is incomplete, it can barely be read in combination with Fang Xi's previous inheritance of beast control.

"Black-striped scarabs are useless at all, and the evil spirit is not in the air. Just a single spell of Lingnong weeding will kill a large number of people... But this kind of pest breeds a lot, and it grows fast, similar to mice...Once the best is selected, it will be killed Blue and white scarabs may be born!"

  The blue-and-white scarabs are truly low-rank monster insects. Although they are still weak, if the number goes up, it is still quite impressive.

  Fang Xi is going to build an insect room, start breeding, and carry out the process of selecting the best from the best.

   It’s just right, you can practice your insect repellent and beast control skills.

   During this period of time, although he did not give up his research on the four arts of cultivating immortals, he still made little progress.

   On the contrary, in the field of spiritual plants and spiritual beasts, Fang Xi is still somewhat confident and talented.

   "Insects grow very fast, and with my long time, it is enough to breed the best species!"

   "The remaining worms can also be fed to big herring, perfect!"

  Fang Xi looked at Lingtian, and found that many of them had greatly reduced production, so she shook her head distressedly.

   What these pests eat is not Ling rice, but Tai Sui meat, but the vitality of the demon tree! —that was his fate!

   "Sooner or later, I will spit out everything I eat!"

   "What big herring to feed? Feed the demon tree directly!"

  Fang Xi thought fiercely.

  …

  In winter, snowflakes are flying.

  Fang Xi came to the wine cellar and took out a bottle of 'Red Blood Wine' stored in the cellar!

   After pulling out the cork, the wine inside was as red as blood, and the aroma of the wine was intoxicating.

  He took a sip, and felt that there was no smell of red blood spirit rice, but the taste was extra mellow and strong, just like burning knives and Erguotou.

   "What a strong drink!"

  Feeling the feeling of swallowing a ball of flame, and the slightly lively blood in his body, Fang Xi nodded and shook his head.

   This 'red blood wine' is considered a success, but it is a pity that it can lay the foundation and strengthen the blood in the early stage of body training.

  For him, it just makes the qi and blood a little more lively, and has no effect of increasing qi and blood.

  After all, his body training is comparable to a monk who has completed Qi training after he is promoted to a great master who can penetrate his whole body!

   If you want to go one step further, it will be extremely difficult!

   Fortunately, there is also the demon tree. Although it is weak every day, it is also a powerful supplement.

   Holding a jug of wine, Fang Xi came to the underground cave.

  At this time, the demon tree grew a few feet taller, and the total length was more than one foot five feet, which was already about the height of a bungalow.

  Fang Xi sat cross-legged under the demon tree, feeling a large amount of Yimu essence pouring into his body.

Next to   , an air root hung down, rolled up the wine bottle, and made him take a sip.

   This demon tree is actually equivalent to Fang Xi's clone, and can naturally manipulate its air roots to do many things.

   "Longevity is hopeful, eternal life is hopeful..."

  During the daily practice, Fang Xi could feel the vitality constantly gushing out from all limbs and bones, and her face could not help but be full of joy.

   At this moment, he frowned, and took out a prohibition token.

"somebody is coming?"

  Fang Xi returned to the practice room, put the futon in its original position, and walked out of the courtyard.

   Waved his hand to disperse the formation, and saw a figure stepping on a flower basket, it was Ruan Xingling!

   "Meet the island owner!"

  Fang Xi quickly saluted.

  Amid countless petals flying around, Ruan Xingling fell from the flower basket one by one, like a nine-day fairy descending to the mortal world: "Recently, there are pests in the Lingtian of Peach Blossom Island, I came here to see..."

   "Oh, I've suffered a lot here too..."

  Fang Xi was full of bitterness, and smiled again: "Since the island owner is here, why not sit in the yard, I happened to brew 'red blood wine'!"

   If you have a visitor, it is impolite not to invite you to sit in the yard.

   As for underground caves? Fang Xi had already prepared a disguise, and she was guarded by a formation.

   Immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period have no spiritual consciousness, let alone release it, so it is difficult to find clues.

Ruan Xingling came to the yard, and dismissed the big herring. She just put her hands behind her back, looked around, and sighed: "This yard is a bit more empty and lonely. You can plant some peach blossoms... I have peach blossoms all over Peach Blossom Island. In the coming year, there will be colorful fallen flowers, which is also a scene.”

   "The island owner is right."

  Fang Xi held the tray, took out two bottles of red blood wine from the cellar, and asked Ruan Xingling to taste it.

  Ruan Xingling held the jade cup and frowned slightly after drinking the red blood wine: "This wine is so strong, is there anything else?"

"this…"

  Fang Xi thought for a while: "There are still some home-brewed local wines, which I just figured out on my own. The taste is not good, and it's ridiculous."

   "Then let's try it." Ruan Xingling's eyes were like morning stars.

  Fang Xi couldn't help it, so she went back to get two bottles of wine, poured a glass for Ruan Xingling, and took a sip herself.

  This spirit rice wine can only be regarded as drinkable, but it still has a sour taste, which cannot be removed no matter what.

   "Although the taste of this wine is average, the sourness is very suitable for the occasion. Do you have a name?"

  Ruan Xingling drank it, but felt good.

   "No name... How about calling it 'green bamboo wine'." Fang Xi drank this taste again, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional, recalling the time in the market.

   "Green bamboo wine, not bad, not bad... I hope I can drink this green bamboo wine every year in the future."

  Ruan Xingling drove thousands of petals, and slowly flew up: "Today, my great-grandfather... also reached the end of his life, and passed away..."

   "Island owner's condolences..."

  Fang Xi looked at the back of Ruan Xingling leaving, and thought to himself: 'Another one...'

  (end of this chapter)