Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 13 The Dust Settles
Facts have proved that Fang Qingyuan's worries are unfounded. He is an outer disciple of the [-]th level of Qi Refining, and it is not his turn to be questioned by Dazhou Academy.

Three days later, people from the Great Zhou Academy came to take the head of the school, the head of the Chuan Gong Hall, and seven or eight official disciples together. It seemed that they were going to Tianmen Mountain to confront Wei Tong.

The rest of the disciples were strictly guarded by some monks in Confucian uniforms, waiting for the final result of the matter.

These monks in Confucian uniforms are all in the foundation-building period, and each of them can become the patriarch of the cultivation family in this Tianmen Mountain boundary, but now they are just soldiers who obey orders.

Fortunately, the Great Zhou Academy also gave the Beast Sect a bit of a slack, and didn't put Fang Qingyuan and other disciples in cages like they did with other monk families.

Fang Qingyuan and a group of disciples were gathered in the Gong Chuan Gong Hall.

In the hall, Fang Qingyuan sat cross-legged in a corner, silent.

Next to him is Zhang Yuan. Earlier, Zhang Yuan wanted to talk to Fang Qingyuan, but the monk at the door sealed his mouth and nose with a spirit finger, and he is still unable to move.

A little far away, Jiang Kui sat cross-legged in front of Fang Qingyuan, under the wide Taoist robe, faintly revealing astonishing curves.

Fang Qingyuan glanced at it, then closed his eyes and rested his mind. His mind is not on this right now.

After breaking through to the middle stage of Qi refining a few days ago, Fang Qingyuan wanted to do a big job, but he didn't expect such twists and turns.

From the fourth level of Qi training to the sixth level of Qi training, there is no bottleneck in the middle, just practice step by step.

Fang Qingyuan calculated that according to his qualifications of middle-grade wood spirit roots, it would take more than two years to break through to the fifth level of Qi training with daily diligence.

This speed is not too slow, if you want to break through with a low-grade spirit root, three or four years may not be enough.

Immortal cultivation depends on aptitude. If you have a heavenly spiritual root, regardless of the bottleneck, you can build a foundation in your 20s.

It's a pity that there is no one in ten thousand with this kind of spiritual root, Fang Qingyuan has not seen it yet.

It stands to reason that although the aptitudes of this kind of Tianlinggen are few, none of them should come out. Fang Qingyuan thought, the most likely reason is that this kind of child was taken away by the famous family in advance as soon as he was born.

Cultivate it in secret, if you don't get the golden core, don't let it show up in public at all.

It's useless to think too much, Fang Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the hall for a day, and began to worry about his camel ray, he didn't have his own service, and now he didn't know if he could go to the pond to catch fish by himself.

After a long day and night, the monks in Confucian uniforms at the door began to let people go. When Fang Qingyuan stepped out of the door of the main hall and looked at the sunlight outside, he felt as if he had passed away.

This was the first time he was forcibly imprisoned, whether in his previous life or in this world of cultivating immortals, it was the first time in various senses.

Fang Qingyuan really didn't want to have this kind of experience again, waiting for others to decide his own destiny, who would like that feeling of powerlessness?

After leaving the gate of the hall, Fang Qingyuan found that the head of the courtyard and the head of the Chuangong Hall had returned. From the look on his face, Fang Qingyuan couldn't see much information.

The head of the hospital announced with a wooden face:
"From now on, the Tianshan Bieyuan and the Wei family will be reconciled, and the past will never be blamed."

After the words fell, there was a noise from the disciples below, completely losing the demeanor of a monk.

"What's going on, so many people have died, why is there no explanation at all?"

"I want to see the two master uncles, and ask the ancestors to make decisions for us."

The disciples were full of voices, but the ancient well was quiet at the head of the courtyard. He ignored the hustle and bustle below, and continued:

"Also, I will step down as head of the academy in a few days, and the new head of the academy will be Uncle Zhao."

After throwing out this information, the head of the hospital turned and left. The back of the figure was indescribably silent. Fang Qingyuan saw Jiang Kui following closely, and seemed to ask for clarification.

Fang Qingyuan blinked, each of these two news was so unexpected.

The head of the hospital has been in this position for nearly 30 years. How could he become an abandoned child in just a few days. Not to mention the death of the spirit beast in the early stage of alchemy, his position was taken away by others.

Besides, Zhao Eilian, a Jindan cultivator, came to serve as the head of a different academy, isn't it too condescending.

Unless, Fang Qingyuan immediately thought of a possibility, unless the Tianshan Bieyuan was no longer a Bieyuan, but a separate helm.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan felt that he was right. The other courtyard was an enclave, and it was enough to have a foundation cultivator and a golden core spirit beast.

But to be promoted to sub-helm, it is reasonable for Zhao Elian to settle here.

As one of the superpowers in this world, Yushoumen needs more kinds of spirit beasts because of its special skills requirements, such as sea, air, woodland, volcano, desert, and all kinds of environment spirit beasts must be cultivated. .

According to Fang Qingyuan's knowledge, there are more than a hundred Yushoumen courtyards, and more than 20 sub-rudders, and each sub-rudder must be equipped with a Golden Core cultivator.

The Golden Core cultivator is not the most important thing. The spirit beasts controlled by the Golden Core cultivator are basically in the late Golden Core stage, and some are even in the Nascent Soul stage.

Zhao Elian's golden-threaded silver-backed ray is a spirit beast in the late stage of alchemy, it is very appropriate for him to be the sub-ruler of this place.

A thought flashed through, Fang Qingyuan seemed to connect everything together, Zhao Elian wanted to be the sub-ruler of this place, so he cheated Tianmen Mountain Wei Tong.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, since Zhao Elian wants to take root here, Wei Tong must move away.

Judging from the situation, Zhao Elian should have achieved his goal, but it was hidden and not known to outsiders.

The surrounding disciples were still venting their dissatisfaction, but Fang Qingyuan sneaked back to his home. He couldn't afford to get involved with the affairs of the big shots, so it was better to get some spirit stones at ease and improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

When they got home, the camel ray fluttered on the ground and remained motionless, Fang Qingyuan was surprised, why didn't this guy stop making a fuss, did he die from hunger?
It shouldn't be, it's just that they haven't eaten for a day, and spirit beasts at the third level of Qi training can't starve to death without eating for half a month.

When Fang Qingyuan came close and patted this guy, this guy opened his blurred eyes, and when he saw clearly that it was Fang Qingyuan, he suddenly regained his energy and hit Fang Qingyuan hard with his head.

Feeling the strength of the camel ray, Fang Qingyuan heaved a sigh of relief, if he is still so energetic, then there is no problem.

He caught a few pigs and fish in the yard and fed them to the camel ray. After being successfully appeased, Fang Qingyuan entered the quiet room and began to meditate today.

After a whole week, Fang Qingyuan showed a faint smile after feeling that his cultivation base had improved a bit.

He had been stuck on the bottleneck for a long time before, but every time he meditated it was futile. That kind of mood almost tortured him out of his inner demons.

It feels good to meditate once and gain once.

Thinking about the next day when the benefits will be distributed, Fang Qingyuan fell into a state of anxiety. He currently only has a dozen spirit stones from selling pigs and fish. Buying spirit rice is enough, but next month's dock rental fee, and renting camel rays Where can I find the fifty spirit stones?
After today, I must make good money, otherwise I won't be able to afford camel rays.

Hearing the tossing sound of camel rays outside the house, Fang Qingyuan secretly made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)