Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Looking at the boundless darkness outside the barrier in front of him, and then at the newly opened land in front of him, various questions emerged in Fang Qingyuan's mind.

Originally, he thought that the area of ​​this space was fixed in size, but now it seems that the area of ​​this space can increase as his cultivation level increases.

Perhaps the space here was not even an acre in size originally, but it evolved into what it is today based on my own cultivation.

If this reasoning is correct, then when I become a foundation-building monk in the future, what kind of magnificent scene will this space be like?

And what is the black mist outside this barrier? Are there any living creatures in it?

Fang Qingyuan didn't know any of these problems, so he simply didn't think about it and just thought about how to make good use of the three-pointed land in front of him.

The area of ​​the newly opened three-thirds of black land is really not small. One acre of land is more than 600 square meters, and the three-thirds of land is also nearly 200 square meters in size.

Converted into a house that Fang Qingyuan bought with a loan in his previous life, he could afford two and a half.

For such a large piece of land, Fang Qingyuan finally made a decision after thinking repeatedly over the past few days.

He wanted to dig a small pool on this piece of land.

Apart from the black soil, there is no water source in the Immortal Mansion space. During these days, Fang Qingyuan has been using the Rain Transformation spell to draw moisture from unknown places in the air to water the spiritual plants in the medicine garden.

The previous Lingzhu was more tolerant, and Fang Qingyuan could only cast the spell once a month.

But now that there are five hundred spiritual plants, the daily water consumption has greatly increased. Fang Qingyuan has to cast spells every now and then these days, which really makes him a little tired.

Simply dig out a water pool, and let the mother bee do all the watering and fertilizing. Anyway, the mother bee has nothing to do in the hive all day long.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan immediately moved his hands. With a thought in his mind, the palm formed by spiritual power began to dig in this three-thirds of the ground.

The black earth in the Immortal Mansion space was not thick, so Fang Qingyuan only dug three feet deep before reaching the bottom.

Underneath the black soil, there is also a transparent barrier like the surrounding space, and looking through the barrier, the outside is also filled with black mist.

After digging to the bottom, Fang Qingyuan began to dig around. After a long time, he finally dug a three-foot-deep pond with a radius of about ten meters.

The removed soil was piled around the pond by Fang Qingyuan, forming a circular shape surrounding the pond, forming a prominent embankment.

Now that the pond has been dug, the only thing left is to solve the water source. As for this, it is easy. After Fang Qingyuan escaped from the Immortal Mansion, he found a clean mountain stream and reached into it. The next moment, a waterfall flowed down in the Immortal Mansion space. .

The water flow was controlled and accurately flowed into the pool. After a while, Fang Qingyuan felt that the water level in the pool had reached 70 to 80%, and stopped.

After entering the Immortal Mansion space again, Fang Qingyuan felt much better. He came to the Purple Bamboo Forest, found the Bee Mother, and gave her an order:

"From now on, you will be responsible for watering these spiritual plants. You direct the worker bees to get water from the pool and do a good job."

Fang Qingyuan said a lot of praises to the bee mother and deceived her into confusion. Although Fang Qingyuan could force the order, this method would hurt the young mind of the bee mother.

This is so good. Fang Qingyuan looked at the bee mother's confused expression and knew that she must have done it carefully.

After the incident was over, Fang Qingyuan drove the camel ray and headed towards Tianmen Shanfang City in the spring rain.

Arriving in Fangshi, Fang Qingyuan came to a shop called "Guanghui Pavilion". It was rumored that the real boss behind it was a late Nascent Soul overhauler with a terrifying background.

This kind of store is naturally powerful, so you don't have to worry about being a gangster, because people don't look down on you as poor as you.

Fang Qingyuan came here because he wanted to sell the newly acquired Qingfeng Yinhao tea leaves. The tea leaves were of little use in his hands, so he would feel at ease if he simply exchanged them for spiritual stones.

After entering the store, a waiter inside saw Fang Qingyuan and walked up to talk:

"This fellow Taoist, I wonder if you came to our Guanghui Pavilion to buy something? To be honest, as long as you can pay the minimum price, there is nothing we can't receive."

The boy running the hall was also a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining, so he called Fang Qingyuan a Taoist friend. However, the boy's tone was really loud, which made Fang Qingyuan a little unhappy.

But this is all trivial. After Fang Qingyuan explained the purpose of his visit, the guy's enthusiasm remained unabated:

"We also welcome selling things. It just so happens that Mr. Huang is here today, so please ask him to look after you."

So, Fang Qingyuan was taken to a cubicle. When the waiter opened the door curtain, Fang Qingyuan saw a skinny old man sitting opposite.

The old man was in the later stage of Qi training. When he saw Fang Qingyuan, he said:

"I am the local Fengxing of Guanghui Pavilion. My surname is Huang. You can call me Huang Fengxing."

This Huang Fengxing seems to be a character who is familiar with the world, and he must be somewhat capable if he can serve as a disciple in Guanghui Pavilion.

Fang Qingyuan did not dare to neglect. After he finished the ceremony, he took out a jade box from his storage bag and handed it to Huang Fengxing.

Huang Fengxing opened the jade box, took a brief look at it, and then said directly:

"The mutated Qingfeng tea leaves, judging from their appearance, are undoubtedly high-grade. They are metallic first-order low-grade spiritual materials. Taking them will be beneficial to the cultivation of the Golden Spirit Root monks. Based on the weight of this box, we are willing to give out 1,200 low-grade leaves. Spiritual Stone Acquisition.”

After hearing the quotation, Fang Qingyuan felt that the price was slightly higher than what he had expected. Guanghui Pavilion was indeed a big store, and the price was generous.

Since the price was right, Fang Qingyuan pushed the jade box forward and signaled:

"Since you like it, this box of Qingfeng Yinhao tea will be sold to you."

Huang Fengxing smiled, took the jade box, then counted out one thousand two hundred low-grade spiritual stones and handed them to Fang Qingyuan.

When Fang Qingyuan took the spirit stone and was about to leave, Huang Fengxing said:

"I think fellow Taoist has a wood spirit root. It just so happens that a new batch of wood-based exercises have arrived in my pavilion. I wonder if fellow daoist is interested in taking a look?"

Good guy, my feelings are waiting for me here. I asked why Huang Fengxing was so generous with his actions just now. It turns out that it was just sweetness.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan wanted to leave, but then he thought about it. Let's see if I don't suffer any loss. As long as I don't move, no one can take out the spiritual stones from my storage bag.

Seeing Fang Qingyuan's expression, Huang Fengxing smiled confidently, then took out three jade slips and placed them in front of Fang Qingyuan one by one.

"Fellow Taoist, you can take a rough look at these three jade slips to understand their general information. If there is anything you like, we can easily negotiate the price."

Fang Qingyuan looked at Huang Fengxing's weasel-like smile, and his heart suddenly trembled. After hesitating for a few moments, he finally reached out to the first jade slip.