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

  Chapter 82 Red Blood Spirit Rice (Congratulations to the leader of 67832!)

   "As a fellow daoist, can't we invite another master in the late stage of qi refining to assist me?"

  Fang Xi asked with some doubts.

   To deal with a Qi Refining Level 8, of course it is safer to besiege.

   "This... this concubine is a bit hard to hide, but please rest assured, I am sure to kill the enemy."

  A trace of determination appeared on Ruan Xingling's face.

  Fang Xi wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Wei Yixin: "Fairy Ruan has an unspeakable secret, and Daoist friends are still forcing each other. It doesn't seem like an upright gentleman!"

   'What the fuck...'

  Fang Xi was speechless. He wanted to ask Ruan Xingling's hole cards. Wasn't it for everyone's sake?

   This Wei Yixin's brain is showing off.

  He already has Taoist companions, so why should he show courteousness to Ruan Xingling? Or is it pure dog licking?

  ‘No, it’s also possible, this is a gentleman? But... a gentleman does not live long...'

  He sneered a few times in his heart, and then apologized: "I was negligent... Don't blame the fairies!"

   "That's all!"

  Ruan Xingling's expression improved a lot: "If you have no problems, then let's make an oath to each other!"

   "I...did it!"

  Fang Xi was the first to swear after confirming that the heart demon oath was only for secrecy and not to harm each other during the operation.

"snort!"

   Wei Yixin seemed very disdainful, and made the same oath with Taoist couple Hua Chanjuan, and in the end it was the old Taoist.

   "Okay... everyone can go back and prepare. As for the time to do it, it's better to choose a month later."

   Ruan Xingling said.

   "After one month? The fairy is brilliant." The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

   "After January, could it be the annual auction in Baochuanfang City? Could it be that... the fairy has already got the information, so Lu Jingqing will come?" Fang Xi seemed to think of something.

   "That's right, Fellow Daoist has a quick mind." Ruan Xingling nodded in satisfaction.

  Seeing Wei Yixin's ugly face, Fang Xi shook her head and explained: "I'm just planning to buy a high-quality magic weapon for self-defense, so I'm just concerned about the auction time."

   "The concubine has indeed learned the information, and the Lu thief will come to this auction. At that time, we can directly ambush this person, and we don't have to attack the mountain guards on Peach Blossom Island!"

  Ruan Xingling explained a few words.

  After all, a group of Qi-refining monks attacking a large mountain guard formation, even if it is a first-order formation, is a very thankless task, and they may be killed back, unless there is a first-order forbidden talisman!

  But a taboo breaking talisman may not be able to break a large formation!

   At most, a channel will be formed, temporarily interfering with the power of the formation, allowing the attacker to enter the formation, and then either you die or I die!

  The reason why the 'Azure Water Formation' in Qingzhushanfang City was easily destroyed by the second-order forbidden breaking talisman was entirely because the talisman exploded inside the formation!

   Most of the power of the formation is outward, and the difficulty of attacking from the inside and breaking from the outside is completely different.

  If Ruan Xingling had a way to let someone explode the first-order taboo-breaking talisman inside the Lu family formation, it was very likely that the mountain protection formation would be destroyed.

   But now it seems that under the premise of having a better choice, this woman does not want to ruin the formation that has been built so hard.

   "That's great!" Wei Yixin and his wife couldn't help but beam with joy when they heard that they didn't need to attack Taohua Island.

   After the discussion, the group got up and said goodbye.

  Fang Xi deliberately lagged behind a few steps, and saw the old man of Kuchimu come out to see him off.

When parting, the old man said a few words in a low voice: "Fairy Ruan is actually not unable to win over late-stage cultivators, but I am afraid that he will lure wolves into the house again... Even a master of Qi Refining and Great Consummation intends to make a move, just want Fairy Ruan to agree first Fairy Ruan has a heart for the couple's covenant, and she doesn't want to lose her vitality, so she hasn't been able to reach an agreement..."

   "So that's how it is." Fang Xi showed a dazed look, but she couldn't laugh or cry in her heart: 'It looks like this...I still took advantage of my low cultivation? '

  …

  Night.

   Within the Dongfu, No. 37, C Zi.

  A fist-sized luminous pearl is inlaid on the wall, illuminating the room like daytime.

  Fang Xi took out a book that she bought casually in a bookstore, turned to the Peach Blossom Island in Wandao Lake, and looked through it carefully.

   "Peach Blossom Island... This island is located in the southeast island chain of Wandao Lake, and nearby are Baiyu Island, Heisha Island, and Jinyan Island!"

   "The island is more than 30 miles long from north to south, and more than 20 miles wide from east to west... There are spiritual places such as Twin Peaks, Mirror Moon Lake, Emerald Cliff, etc. Among them, only Mirror Moon Lake is a first-order spiritual vein, and the rest are not inflow..."

   "On the island, there is a large mortal town with dozens of villages and a population of over 10,000... Tsk tsk, this is a small county."

  In Wandao Lake, monks and mortals live together, all on the islands.

  And most of these mortals are descendants of monks, and they are close to spiritual nourishment. The probability of spiritual roots among the descendants is very high, and they are also an important source of supplement for monks.

   "No wonder that rotten old man wants to be the owner of the second island, this is the emperor of one side..."

   "Ruan Xingling has the strength and reputation... and the rotten wood can clear up the relationship. As long as Lu Jingqing is killed, he will be able to secure the position of the island owner, and I can enjoy a hundred years of stability... This can be done!"

  In the world of cultivating immortals, no matter how righteous they are, it still comes down to strength in the end.

  As for why Ruan Xingling is confident that she can deal with the enemy?

  With his fortune as a craftsman, he has a high probability of buying a high-quality magic weapon, or a powerful talisman, or even a one-time treasure, such as the 'Yin Leizi'!

   "Of course, Ruan Xingling probably doesn't have the wealth and channels to buy Yin Leizi... But there should be some other one-time items. This business is well done!"

   "Unfortunately, this woman is only a first-tier middle-grade refiner, otherwise, after going through battles, forming friendships, and confirming her character, those snake dragon materials can be handed over to her for refining..."

   "As an unorthodox body cultivator, I still want to follow the customs of the world of cultivating immortals, put on a full set of spiritual armor before doing anything with others..."

  …

  January passes quickly.

  As the auction approached, the flow of people in Baochuanfang City gradually increased.

  The major merchants also took the opportunity to launch promotional activities, and many products have increased prices—yes, they are selling at a higher price!

  After all, high-grade pills and magic tools...all need to be looted.

  Large shops have a good reputation, so they don’t have to worry about selling!

   On the contrary, there are more and more stalls, and then they involve each other, and there is a tendency to reduce prices.

  Fang Xi also took advantage of this rare opportunity to sell all the materials of the red-eyed crow and other low-grade monsters.

  Although there are a lot of monster materials, they are not conspicuous at all when mixed with the huge turnover of the market today.

  After dealing with all the low-grade monster materials, Fang Xi started shopping in a good mood.

  In his storage bag, there are only the skin and blood of the snake dragon left, as well as the wolf fur, wolf hair, the wings and claws of the old one-eyed bird, and the most precious things.

  Fang Xi kept all these things for her own use, or waited for the right opportunity to sell them.

   At the same time, after purchasing other inheritances several times, there are still more than 400 low-grade spirit stones left.

  'Sure enough, being a profiteer in the two worlds is to make money! '

   After calming down, Fang Xi wandered among the people who set up the stalls, not necessarily looking for any treasures to pick up, but just looking around.

   "The top-grade magic sword is cheap, only a hundred spirit stones!"

   "The top-tier 'Flying Talisman'! It allows monks to experience the physical body flying technique of foundation establishment and overhaul in advance... Tearful twenty spirit stones!"

   "All kinds of precious ores are only waiting for fate!"

   "Monster meat is cheap, a piece of Lingshi fifteen catties!"

   "All kinds of exercises and secret arts, if you buy ten copies, you will get a family treasure map!"

  …

  Fang Xi came to the kung fu booth, looking at the treasure maps, the corners of her mouth twitched.

  In the world of cultivating immortals, he has never carried out the activities that he likes to see and explore, and explore the relics of the caves of the predecessors, because he knows that there are pitfalls in it!

  Most of the treasure maps are fake, and the rest may be the traps of Jiexiu!

  There is only a one-in-10,000 or even one-in-100,000 probability that it can point to a treasure like the Ziyou Mountain Secret Realm.

   But after getting a big opportunity, without enough strength, the end is just like Situ's family and Hongye Valley... Both are miserable!

  Fang Xi wandered around for a long time, but couldn't find any opportunities to pick up any mistakes, so she couldn't help but smile.

  'I really don't have the physique of a protagonist...'

   After sighing inwardly, he stopped by a stall selling Lingmi.

  The stall owner is an old farmer wearing a bamboo hat. He is only at the early stage of Qi refining. He greets everyone with a smile, and he is cautious and humble, which reminds Fang Xi of Old Maitou inexplicably.

  He squatted down, rummaged through the Lingmi at the booth, and grabbed a handful of black Lingmi.

   "Fellow Daoist, this Renshui Lingmi is rich in the essence of water veins. Look at my Lingmi, the grains are plump and the price is cheap. Buy more and there will be discounts."

  Seeing that Fang Xi seemed to be interested in buying, the old farmer immediately introduced it.

   "Well, it's really good!"

  Fang Xi read Ling Zhifu's inheritance thoroughly. That "Jia Feicai" devoted his whole life to farming, and he did have some extraordinary insights on Lingmi.

   In addition, Fang Xi is also a spiritual farmer, so it resonates with reading, and the progress is much faster than any formation or talisman.

   At this moment, he rubbed his fingertips, and he knew that the spiritual energy contained in this Lingmi was even more abundant than that sold in the store, and it was considered a small boutique.

  However, he quickly put down the Renshui Lingmi and grabbed a handful of Chihong Lingmi next to it.

  This spirit rice is red all over, with a slight fishy smell, which makes people a little unhappy.

   "Is this 'Red Blood Spirit Rice'? It looks good, and it can be used as a seed for the coming year."

  Fang Xi sighed with emotion.

"Fellow daoist knows what to buy!" The old farmer gave a thumbs up: "This red blood spiritual rice is my favorite product... It is very good for the body to take it for a long time, but it is a pity that the taste is not good, only the body repairs buy some occasionally. "

   This red blood spirit rice tastes rough, and the fishy smell is hard to get rid of, so it is sold very cheaply.

   But Fang Xi doesn't care... After all, most of his farming is for making wine, or feeding Tai Sui.

  Since I want to be a Lingzhi husband and farmer, I naturally have to produce and sell it myself, so as to achieve a cycle.

  One mu of spiritual land needs seven or eight catties of spiritual seeds. Fang Xi counts it at ten catties. With a little extra, he immediately smiled and said, "Give me one hundred catties of 'Red Blood Spirit Valley'..."

   "Okay!" The old farmer's face was full of joy when the business opened.

  (end of this chapter)