Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 324 Consummation and Parting

Fang Qingyuan opened his eyes. This was the first time he had done this action in more than half a year. There seemed to be a shallow film covering his body, putting pressure on his body. After a moment of daze, he remembered that he had completed the foundation building process. .

Now his body is more sensitive than ever before, and he can feel the intrusion of many miscellaneous energies from the outside world, as well as the mana that is about to burst out.

The candlelight illuminated the quiet room, and the interior furnishings had not changed at all from half a year ago. Under the influence of the dust-removing magic circle, there was not even a speck of dust left, as if such a long time had stagnated here.

Fang Qingyuan was naturally not disturbed by this illusion. He made a gesture of slowly inhaling. In fact, no turbid air from the outside world came in, but the Tianling Department seemed to have an opening, and there was a steady stream of pure spiritual energy. Pour in.

This was the mana he had accumulated during his six months of practice. During his practice, his mana had been perfected, but his Five Elements Body Refining Technique had not yet reached the peak of foundation building. Therefore, Fang Qingyuan chose to use this excess mana to refine his whole body.

Following Fang Qingyuan's movements, a stream of mana penetrated into all the orifices of Fang Qingyuan's body. Once it entered, this mana combined with the most minute parts of his body, causing it to undergo the most fundamental changes.

As the mana was slowly consumed, the bones and joints all over Fang Qingyuan's body were vibrating, his muscles were stretching and contracting, his hair was rustling slightly, and his entire body was undergoing comprehensive and subtle changes.

After a while, the practice finally stopped.

Then he got off the bed and condensed water vapor into a mirror, reflecting his own appearance.

In the water mirror, his tall and straight body appeared, which seemed more handsome and extraordinary.

This is really a sword-shaped eyebrow, with a face like a crown jade, and eyes like bright stars.

Cultivation is the process of constantly improving oneself and pursuing a higher level of life. When he was in the Qi training period, Fang Qingyuan's appearance seemed ordinary. Now, after nearly a hundred years of practice, with each improvement in realm, he has already transformed his appearance. The appearance of the body and the veins of the skin are all adjusted to perfection.

Compared with the plastic surgery in his previous life, the two are simply incomparable. If Fang Qingyuan has descendants now, the appearance and grace they inherit will be his current appearance, not his original appearance.

After admiring his appearance for a while, Fang Qingyuan dispersed the water mirror technique, and after packing up, he left the seclusion leisurely.

But as soon as Fang Qingyuan came out, several Taoist disciples waiting at the door spread the news. After a while, many people came to pay their respects.

Among them, Jiang Wanqin came up and said:
"Senior Brother Qingyuan, go and see Master Mao. He probably won't make it."

Fang Qingyuan was shocked. When he was in seclusion half a year ago, this Mao Cheng seemed to be okay. Why did it suddenly become bad?

Over the years, he gave Mao Cheng several more blood longevity pills, but Mao Cheng had already taken one that was sufficiently effective, and if he took another pill, the effectiveness would be halved. By the time he took the third pill, it was no longer effective, and the fourth pill was even more effective. It is optional.

A few blood longevity pills are enough to extend Mao Cheng's life for about ten years, but now Mao Cheng is at most 110 years old. Is the end approaching?

Looking around, he saw that most of the people looked downcast. Fang Qingyuan sighed sadly. The joy of completing the foundation building and practicing cultivation was also reduced a lot. Then he led everyone to Mao's Mansion.

It was rainy and miserable. Mao's house, which was usually lively and bustling with people, was now silent, shrouded in an extremely solemn and sad atmosphere.

The doormen of Mao Zhai, who have always been arrogant and look down on others, are like eggplants beaten by frost. They can no longer raise their spirits. Everyone is holding a white linen mourning dress in their hands, and there are many black gauze covers prepared to cover the lanterns.

In Mao Cheng's house, there were several elderly people over fifty years old and many middle-aged people, some with sad and some confused expressions, standing blankly in the courtyard, quietly waiting for the last moment to come.

On the way, Fang Qingyuan heard Jiang Wanqin say that Mao Cheng died more than half a month ago, but he still held a breath, just wanting to see Fang Qingyuan for the last time, probably because he wanted to say something to Fang Qingyuan.

When he came to the courtyard and saw the descendants of the Mao family kneeling together, Fang Qingyuan didn't say anything and went inside without letting anyone follow him.

Several beautiful maids were serving Mao Cheng, who was in a semi-conscious state. When they saw Fang Qingyuan arriving, they quickly knelt down and saluted.

Asking the maid to retreat, Fang Qingyuan stepped forward to check Mao Cheng's condition. When he took a look with his soul, he found that Mao Cheng's body was completely empty. His whole body looked like a dry corpse. He was still alive after suffering this, and it was because of his strong will. , but what I saw couldn’t bear it any longer.

Fang Qingyuan had not paid much attention to this little old man before, but it was not easy for him to keep the Qingyuan Sect in order for so many years.

For more than 40 years since its establishment, the Qingyuan Sect has never made any major mistakes. Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. Although Mao Cheng is not a very capable person, Fang Qingyuan must recognize his ability to do this.

With a finger, a pure wood spirit power was sent to Mao Cheng's body. Then Mao Cheng opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Fang Qingyuan.

"metropolitan."

Fang Qingyuan sat next to Mao Cheng, and then said to him:
"I'm here to see you. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, you can tell me."

Mao Cheng wanted to struggle to get up, but the current situation no longer allowed him to make such a large movement, so he had to breathe hard.

Fang Qingyuan frowned slightly when he saw this, then summoned the Wood Spirit Fish Dragon, drew a Jiuyao level talisman through it in the void, and drove it into Mao Cheng's body.

When the talisman entered the body, Mao Cheng was shocked and his face turned slightly rosy. Fang Qingyuan knew that this was the effect of the talisman and Mao Cheng was just returning the light.

Now that Mao Cheng was feeling better, he thanked Fang Qingyuan and said:

"Sect Master, please come out and see me. I should have died. I just have a few things on my mind that I have been wanting to tell you, so I decided not to go."

Fang Qingyuan sighed and comforted softly:

"I came out of seclusion late. If you have anything to say, tell me now. I will do whatever I can."

"After more than 40 years since the establishment of the sect, Qingyuan Sect feels that it has become somewhat rigid. Those in the initial family are in charge of the sect's important affairs. Those Qi training disciples who came from the mortal tribe are about to grow up, but there is no serious job for them. I can only do hard and tiring work every day, but I see it and feel that this is wrong."

"It's just that I'm old, and I don't have the determination to reform. The sect leader clearly knows that these things cannot be taken lightly and must be taken seriously."

"Most people like war orphans want to live peacefully. In Baishan, either you kill me or I kill you. Revenge is too illusory. But Shen Wancheng has been thinking about revenge. Recently, he is about to build a foundation. This matter is also We can’t delay it any longer, so we should resolve it as soon as possible so as not to injure the sect.”

Mao Cheng said a lot quickly, and Fang Qingyuan was moved after hearing it. These were Mao Cheng's heartfelt words. He was about to die now, and he was still thinking about the sect.

"I can save it, I can save it..."

Fang Qingyuan comforted him softly. Mao Cheng suddenly coughed a few times and his face became rosier. He looked at Fang Qingyuan and finally said:
"My biggest regret now is that I won't be able to see the moment when the sect master becomes a golden elixir monk. I think he will surely make hundreds of surrounding sects surrender."

"There is one last thing. Sect Master, you have never gotten married and have no heirs. I see it in my eyes and am anxious in my heart. I didn't dare to say it before. Now that I am about to die, there is nothing I dare not say. I would like to ask Sect Master for you. According to the sect, it is better to find more good wives and concubines." Mao Cheng had a look of yearning on his face, as if he could see the moment when Fang Qingyuan got married.

Fang Qingyuan's eyes were sour, and then he was about to temporarily agree to Mao Cheng and comfort his heart, but saw Mao Cheng's head drooped to one side, he closed his eyes tiredly, and fell asleep as sweetly as a baby.

Fang Qingyuan stood up slowly, looked at the old man, and sighed leisurely in his heart. After more than forty years of companionship, it was finally time to part ways.

After tucking Mao Cheng into bed, Fang Qingyuan walked out of the door. The next moment, the sound of crying in the yard was loud.

A month later, after all the surrounding monks who came to pay their respects dispersed, the peace of the past returned to the Qingyuan Sect.

The new head of general affairs is Liu Xun. The main reason why Fang Qingyuan values ​​him is because he is a foundation-building monk and can live longer. He does not have to be like Mao Cheng, who only works for a few decades at most and then suddenly suddenly passed away.

After some discussions with Liu Xun, after Liu Xun took office, he began to suppress the original families. These people had followed their ancestors and enjoyed themselves for more than forty years. Now it was time to give up their positions.

There were 13 people in the original family, but now only three people are dead. Just as Fang Qingyuan expected, among these people, only Chen Huicheng, a foundation-building monk, was the only one who died.

The choice he made back then allowed his descendants to enjoy it for 40 years, but it did not mean that they could continue to enjoy it forever. Fang Qingyuan couldn't bear it. These people continued to lie on the Qingyuan Sect's body and suck blood.

Let Liu Xun be selfless and stick to the principle of whoever has the ability to take the top position. This is the foundation of Fang Qingyuan's future plan for the Qingyuan Sect.

In addition, Shen Wancheng, a monk who has perfected his Qi training, should also deal with it.

In the leader's quiet room, Fang Qingyuan looked at this middle-aged man who was only forty years old. He saw his face was resolute and his eyes were steady. He already had a plan in mind.

In the spiritual power, Shen Wancheng gave himself the feeling of paranoia, hatred, and a little guilt.

"Have you thought clearly? Once you leave, you will have nothing to do with Qingyuan Sect in the future."

Fang Qingyuan asked solemnly, Shen Wancheng knelt on the ground, and then replied in a deep voice:

"Disciple, I have to think clearly. I will never forget the revenge of destroying my family for a moment. For the rest of my life, I will live for revenge."

Shen Wancheng had already remembered the incident when he was rescued by Fang Qingyuan. It is indeed difficult to make him forget his hatred.

Fang Qingyuan sighed. He did not advise Shen Wancheng on his choice. He just took out two second-level medium-grade magic weapons and placed them in front of Shen Wancheng:
"This is your own choice, and I won't stop you. As a sect, Qingyuan Sect can't help you seek revenge. You can hold the two magic weapons here. After you build the foundation, you don't need to save any more money. Go buy it, it can be regarded as a reward for your dedicated service to the sect for so many years."

Looking at the two second-level mid-level magic weapons in front of him that were suitable for his own skills, Shen Wancheng slapped the button three times, and then choked out:

"Thank you to the sect for cultivating the disciples over the years. The Qingyuan Sect will always be the reborn parents of the disciples. If the disciples can come back alive this time, they will not dare to expect to return to the sect in the future. They only hope to find a place to spread their branches. , worshiping the Qingyuan Sect’s tablet every day.”

"Okay, you go."

After kowtowing again, Shen Wancheng took the magic weapon and walked out crying. When Fang Qingyuan saw him leaving, he shook his head, what an idiot.

Two more years have passed, and the date set by Lechuan to attack Moyunxi is not far away.

In the past two years, Fang Qingyuan has been polishing the state of warmth and nourishment, striving to polish his state of perfection without leaving a single flaw.

In addition, in the past two years, Fang Qingyuan also spent a lot of his accumulated spiritual stones to purchase various materials needed for forming pills. Originally, during these years, the spiritual rice produced by the Immortal Mansion had reached hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones every year. The stone income, coupled with the wealth accumulated in the Tiefeng Islands in the outer sea, is enough for the average monk to form elixirs.

But Fang Qingyuan knew in his heart how difficult it was to form the elixir this time, so the gap in the spiritual stones he needed was also particularly large.

Now the seven thousand high-grade spiritual stones in the Immortal Mansion have been spent completely, and the materials collected are still far behind Fang Qingyuan's expectations.

Talismans, weapons, arrays, and elixirs are just these four kinds, and even ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones cannot defeat them.

Although Lechuan has provided some support to him, Lechuan's ability is limited. It is impossible for him to continue investing the assets of Baishan Yushoumen in Fang Qingyuan. He can only use his own capital to supplement it.

Fang Qingyuan accepted Lechuan's gift with peace of mind, but Fang Qingyuan did not ask for more. When he saw that Lechuan still wanted to continue to fund him, he said it was enough, and this made Lechuan give up the idea of ​​selling his magic weapon.

He had to find a solution for the remaining gap. Anyway, he had enough lifespan, so he would not be short of it. Even if he only relied on the Immortal Mansion's spiritual rice and those green jade dragonflies, insects and beasts, he would still be able to accumulate enough spiritual stones one day.

Of course, it would be better if the elixir is formed earlier. Only after the elixir is formed, can Fang Qingyuan have the confidence to truly stand on the boundary of the Baishan Mountains and no longer rely on his identity and roots to give himself a sense of security.

"I have collected all the required flags, poles, orders, cases, and altar bodies for the Seven-Star Stepping Fighting Altar, but there are still three high-grade incense sticks and a qualified sacrificial sword left, which are still unaccounted for. , it’s really difficult to handle.”

In the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan was beside the Bee Mother, complaining in distress. Now only in front of a few companion beasts, Fang Qingyuan would take off his disguise and reveal his true face. In the Qingyuan Sect, in the eyes of mortals, He is still the sect master who is like a god.

Mother Bee lay lazily aside. She had heard Fang Qingyuan's complaints more recently and had become accustomed to them.

"There is also the Yuchen Qiling Opening Gate of Heaven and Earth magic formation. There are very few power reserves here in Baishan. These things should only exist on the boundary of Qiyun. Compared with Qiyun, Baishan is still too remote."

What Fang Qingyuan said about the Seven Stars Fighting Altar to Sacrifice Heaven and Yuchen Qiling to Open the Gate of Heaven and Earth. The former is to reconcile the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and sort out the spiritual energy for his own use, while the latter is seeking huge blessings, which can be regarded as blessings for himself. A super awesome state.

Of these two methods, one can increase the success rate of the pill formation monk by [-]%, and the other two methods are [-]%. However, Fang Qingyuan feels that this is a [-]% success rate for others. If it falls on him, it is estimated that only [-]% is good. , maybe even less.

Fang Qingyuan asked about the two methods of overcoming the tribulation from Lechuan. However, the spiritual stones required for these two methods are too astonishing. Those who are not rich enough should not even think about it.

In addition, Fang Qingyuan also went to the Dan League to seek the elixir refined with Spring Autumn Cicada. Considering that the Baishan Royal Beast Sect helped the Dan League back then, the Dan League was not stingy. However, the output of this type of elixir was scarce, and Fang Qingyuan finally I only got two bottles, a total of twelve pills.

There is also the magical weapon that can resist the catastrophe. Fang Qingyuan is reluctant to use the Qiankun Banner of Ten Thousand Beasts to block it, so Fang Qingyuan also needs to prepare three top-grade or even top-grade magical weapons.

There is a shortage of spiritual stones everywhere. Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan looked at the blood and longevity elixirs he had accumulated, and then thought about the magical weapons and materials he lacked, and an idea emerged in his mind.

It's time to go to Qiyun's realm and sell blood longevity pills in exchange for magic weapons and supplies.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan thought of a person from back then, Xu Taichu, do you still remember your invitation?

(End of this chapter)