Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Patriarch Zhou took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"Luo Qingshan was one of the deacons of Guanghui Pavilion. Although he died, his shares in Guanghui Pavilion were not cleared. Luo Bing used these shares to make the Yuanying in Guanghui Pavilion willing to help her keep the spiritual land for a hundred years, so the problem lies here."

Fang Qingyuan was silent. He had heard of the name of Guanghui Pavilion a long time ago. Back then, Gao Guangsheng relied on the power of this pavilion to compete with Chu Zhen and even forced Chu Zhen to kill him.

Now Luo Bing uses these shares to exchange for interests and occupy the spiritual land for a hundred years. As for a hundred years later, she should be able to achieve the Nascent Soul stage, and then she can legitimately inherit this spiritual land.

Fang Qingyuan wanted the Luo family's fourth-level spiritual land, so it seemed that he had to be a villain. Of course, he acted according to the rules.

Seeing Fang Qingyuan was silent, Patriarch Zhou said again:

"Luo Qingshan had three or five good friends during his lifetime. These people are also willing to take care of Luo Qingshan's descendants. If you want to seize the Luo family's spiritual land, you must deal with the power of Guanghui Pavilion and these good friends of Luo Qingshan."

The friends of Nascent Soul cultivators are generally also Nascent Soul cultivators, and Fang Qingyuan rarely makes friends with Golden Core cultivators now.

"In addition, there are many young talents who admire Luo Bing. They are all descendants of aristocratic families. These people have united to form a group to discuss fair competition within the group. If anyone embarrasses Luo Bing, these second-generations will attack them collectively."

After saying this, Patriarch Zhou raised his cup and sipped his tea. Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan knew that the meeting was over.

So Fang Qingyuan stood up and said goodbye, saying that he would visit again next time, and Patriarch Zhou could not deny it.

After leaving Zhou's house, Fang Qingyuan was thinking about the Luo's family all the way. After hearing what Patriarch Zhou said, Fang Qingyuan finally understood why the other Qiyun Yuanying were unwilling to fight for this spiritual land.

The power of Guanghui Pavilion, Luo Qingshan's friends during his lifetime, and the second generation of aristocratic families who admired Luo Bing, these three are enough to dissuade those Nascent Souls with weak foundations from retreating.

However, the powerful Qiyun families did not want to get involved in this mess just for a piece of spiritual land. After all, this was a family's concern for face, and they had their own spiritual lands to use, so there was no need to bully the orphans and widows of the Luo family.

The newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator wanted to seize this land, but he was not strong enough.

The old Yuanying-level aristocratic families with sufficient strength do not have sufficient willingness.

Therefore, this sacred land of the Luo family remained in the hands of the Luo family for nearly thirty years after Luo Qingshan's death.

After knowing the inside story of this spiritual land, Fang Qingyuan did not feel depressed at all. He had plenty of time to plan and did not need to rush.

Fang Qingyuan, who still has at least two thousand years of life left, doesn't mind spending a hundred years to plan for this spiritual land. He doesn't believe that after a hundred years of management, he won't even be able to get a piece of spiritual land.

Well, right now, Patriarch Zhou has expressed his potential willingness to support, and Fang Qingyuan can feel that Patriarch Zhou supports him in seizing this spiritual land.

As for the real purpose of Patriarch Zhou, perhaps he had a grudge against the Luo family during his lifetime, or it might be his duty as the rotating deacon of the General Affairs Peak, or maybe he just wanted to cause trouble for the people in Guanghui Pavilion.

The current situation is that Patriarch Zhou does not want this spiritual land to continue to be in Luo Bing's hands, and chooses to support himself to seize it.

He had to seize it, but how and when to seize it all depended entirely on Fang Qingyuan's own will. Otherwise, he would rather do nothing than make a mistake.

Even if it was just about gaining more seniority and longer life, Fang Qingyuan could have outlasted Old Ancestor Zhou, not to mention Luo Bing.

After returning to Liuhua Garden, Fang Qingyuan went to see Qiqi first and found that she was adapting well here.

As a Jindan monster, Qiqi's expected lifespan is about 1,200 years. Now she is only about 400 years old, so she still has a long time to live.

As a golden elixir, Qiqi's combat power should not be underestimated. Fang Qingyuan decided to let Qiqi go out with the beast ship to gain some experience. He couldn't just keep her around for nothing.

Maybe Qiqi can be tempered in the process of training and become a Nascent Soul.

After seeing Qiqi, Fang Qingyuan wanted to call Mrs. Hua to collect information about the Luo family.

But on second thought, the Luo family is a disciple of the Qiyun Sect, and Madam Hua is an outsider. If people knew that Madam Hua was spying on the inner workings of Qiyun, it would be troublesome.

Moreover, Mrs. Hua's intelligence circle only has a certain foundation within Qiyun Fairy City, and has little effect within the Qiyun Sect.

Therefore, if you want to understand the Luo family more clearly, you need to have your own channels within Qiyun.

So how do we build this channel? Rely on friends like Xu Taichu and Cao Jie?

They might be able to tell me some popular news, but would they tell me the real details, news that is too big, or news that goes against the interests of the Qiyun Sect?

After all, they are not real family members. Both sides are independent individuals and there are many barriers between them.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan's eyes were dim. Since he wanted to take root in Qiyun, he should have his own people within the Qiyun sect.

In order to build this channel that truly belongs to him, Fang Qingyuan doesn't mind spending a hundred years, or even longer, to plan.

So, Fang Qingyuan turned his gaze towards the Immortal Palace.

After more than a year, the situation in the Immortal Palace has stabilized, the earth no longer continues to expand, and the lives of the mortals have also calmed down.

People multiplied and lived, working from sunrise to sunset and resting from sunset to sunrise. In just one year, nearly 30,000 babies were born.

With the help of those Qi-cultivating monks, the chances of ordinary people encountering difficult labors during childbirth were greatly reduced, and very few women died during this stage.

A fertility rate of 3% is normal in this era. Even in the Immortal Palace, this fertility rate is still a bit low.

Fang Qingyuan had previously issued an order to encourage childbirth, providing food and land for children and exempting them from labor service. In addition, there were no contraceptive measures at the time. When a couple lacked entertainment at night, the only thing left was the joy of having a baby.

The fertility rate is only 3%, which is affected by the major changes that happened in the Immortal Palace some time ago. Otherwise, the fertility rate could be raised to 5 to 6.

Among thirty thousand babies, with a probability of one in a thousand, thirty children with spiritual roots can emerge.

According to the probability of nearly ten to one, among these thirty children, there should be twenty-five or twenty-six with low-grade spiritual roots, three or four with medium-grade spiritual roots, and possibly one with high-grade spiritual roots.

Basically, a top-grade spiritual root will definitely appear in three years. After the fertility rate increases, an earth-grade spiritual root will appear in about twenty years, and a heaven-grade spiritual root will appear in more than a hundred years.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan was so happy when a child with the Libra spiritual root, Jue Wugui, was born in the Qingyuan Sect.

At this time, Jue Wu Gou had been practicing in the spiritual land in the back mountain of Qingyuan Sect, and had not cared about worldly affairs. Even when three sects attacked Qingyuan Sect, the sect did not let him out.

A cultivator with heavenly spiritual roots is a golden elixir seed. If nothing unexpected happens, it will most likely become a golden elixir. Naturally, Qingyuan Sect will treasure it very much.

Fang Qingyuan planned to bring Jue Wujiu to Qiyun City for training and watch over him personally before he could form his elixir. Now he just needed to practice quietly. As for any experience and tempering of his character, it would not be too late to wait until later.

Within the Immortal Palace, if the children with spiritual roots born by these mortals in the past four or five years are included, the total number has reached one hundred and fifty.

Now, Fang Qingyuan decided to pick out a few children with middle-grade spiritual roots and send them to participate in the selection of outer disciples of the Qiyun Sect.

The selection of outer disciples of the Qiyun Sect is carried out every year. The targets of recruitment are all children of appropriate age in the entire cultivation world. No matter their background or qualifications, there are only layers of assessments every year.

If you pass the assessment, you can continue your studies. If you fail, you will graduate and make a living on your own.

Although they are called outer disciples, they are actually more like various types of officials trained for Qi Yun, and the assessments are mainly based on various cultivation skills.

Outer disciples are usually sent out, and can only become inner disciples after making great contributions. Above the inner disciples, there are true disciples and Daozi.

The Qiyun School has great confidence and can recruit talents without any restrictions and teach everyone.

This is also one of the reasons why Qi Yun has become the most powerful force in the cultivation world.

Now, Fang Qingyuan wants to use Qi Yun's training system to train some disciples who are proficient in practicing all kinds of arts, and then send them to the Immortal Palace to work in the future.

Afterwards, Fang Qingyuan was going to send those children with truly high-grade spiritual roots or low-grade spiritual roots into Qiyun to see if he could plant a few hidden stakes for himself.

Of course, you must be prepared in advance for identity issues.

Winter goes and spring comes, and in the blink of an eye it is the next spring.

On this day, at the Qiyun West City Pier, there were ten huge long-distance flying shuttles of the same shape, lined up in a row, ready to go.

The dock manager was very humble today, because the person in front of him was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.

Although the Qiyun Sect has many Nascent Soul cultivators, not everyone can see them easily. But now, the dock manager witnessed a Nascent Soul cultivator giving orders.

Fang Qingyuan looked at the situation in front of him. Ten huge floating ships, each fifty feet long, were quietly suspended above the ground.

Each floating shuttle must be equipped with one hundred monks in order to easily operate the shuttle.

Nowadays, every shuttle is fully loaded with goods from Qiyun, including high-standard spiritual rice, spiritual grains, and spiritual ores; as well as standard low-level magic tools and various cultivation supplies.

The cargo on such a cargo ship is worth about four thousand to five thousand high-quality spirit stones.

Adding the cost of hiring the monks to drive the spirit shuttles, the value of this cargo ship would be more than 5,000 high-quality spirit stones.

The value of the ten ships added together is close to 50,000 to 60,000 high-quality spirit stones. This price is very attractive to some Jindan cultivators.

But correspondingly, Fang Qingyuan also sent out a strong guard team, including Qiqi, the Wen brothers, Zhang Suifeng and Mrs. Hua.

On this voyage, Mrs. Hua is the leader, Zhang Suifeng is the deputy, the Wen brothers are the main combat force, and Qiqi is the killer.

With a total of five Jindan fighters, escorting fifty to sixty thousand high-grade spirit stones, and with Qiyun background, Fang Qingyuan believed that there should be no problems with this trip.

The rest were about fifty foundation-building cultivators and more than five hundred Qi-training disciples. Fang Qingyuan arranged most of the Qingyuan Sect disciples among them, mainly to cultivate their experience in long-distance trade.

"This voyage is mainly to accumulate experience and open up new routes. If we encounter force majeure, we must also focus on preserving our lives. These goods are not important."

Fang Qingyuan quietly made the arrangements to Mrs. Hua, who nodded to show that she understood.

"Starting from Qiyun, we will walk 60,000 miles in Qiyun, then leave from the east, walk 180,000 miles along the Wolong Mountains, then go out to the sea, travel 1.3 million miles around the East China Sea, and finally make a detour back. This journey is about 3 million miles, and most of the places are familiar roads. We just need to follow the route of our predecessors."

Mrs. Hua spread out the map and explained to Fang Qingyuan that it would take them about three years to return after covering a distance of three million miles. After all, they would have to stop and go along the way, and if they encountered extremely bad weather and terrain, they would sometimes have to wait for a while.

Qiqi had a complicated expression on her face. On the one hand, she was reluctant to leave Fang Qingyuan, but on the other hand, she was eager to see the new world, so she was very conflicted.

Seeing Qiqi like this, Fang Qingyuan smiled and touched her head, then hung a jade stone strung with a golden string around her neck.

"It's okay. Three years will pass quickly. If you encounter an enemy you can't defeat, remember to be smart."

Qiqi touched the jade stone given by Fang Qingyuan and could feel a power sealed inside. She immediately laughed softly.

"Everyone, let's go!"

The time had come, and Madam Hua gave an order. Following Madam Hua's calm words, a flag was hoisted, on which was written:

"Qi Yunfang!"

One by one, the monks entered the huge ship suspended in the air, and then with three thunderous sounds, the ten floating shuttles sailed away one after another.

But in just a moment, the place was empty, with only a group of small black dots in the distance, moving farther and farther away.

Fang Qingyuan looked out from the spot for a while before signaling to the remaining disciples of the Qingyuan Sect and those vassal monks who stayed behind that they could return to the city.

Finally taking a step forward, Fang Qingyuan felt relieved. It was a pity that these ten flying shuttles were missing a flagship, otherwise he would feel more at ease.

When spring was about to pass, Fang Qingyuan received a letter from Mrs. Hua, saying that they had left Qiyun and started heading towards the Wolong Mountains.

The fleet will collect special items from thousands of tribes in the Wolong Mountains and then head to the East China Sea.

Fang Qingyuan did not give any instructions on this. He trusted Mrs. Hua and this woman was too ambitious to allow her to fail in her first mission.

At the same time, Longjia Shipyard also sent people to contact Fang Qingyuan.

After screening, Fang Qingyuan finally chose the Long Family Shipyard to build himself a fourth-order spirit shuttle made of the Qingmu Treasure Tree as the main material.

Now, half a year has passed, and after initial contact, the Long family shipyard also came up with the first version of the shipbuilding drawings, hoping to get Fang Qingyuan's approval.

In Yuanling Mansion, Fang Qingyuan was looking at an exquisite ship model.

This model can be enlarged to ten feet in size or reduced to the size of a palm. Many of its parts can be disassembled. This model is just a second-level magical weapon.

The person opposite was a somewhat old cultivator with the cultivation level of Golden Core. He observed Fang Qingyuan's every move, and began to give appropriate explanations wherever Fang Qingyuan's gaze rested.

After a moment, Fang Qingyuan put the thing aside and asked:

"Tell me about your creative thinking."