Fang Jian was still very happy to have a true immortal working for him for free.

The medicinal materials used to refine Feiling Pills are not complicated, and the age of the medicinal materials required for a Feiling Pill is not very high. Each kind of spiritual medicine only needs to be about 10 years old.

To refine each batch of Feiling Pills, six kinds of spiritual medicines with a medicinal age of ten years are needed, and one batch can produce a maximum of 30 pills and a minimum of 15 pills.

Although one Feiling Pill can only increase one's cultivation by 5 years, which seems not very good, the problem is that this thing can be taken in stacks without restrictions.

The only restriction is that you cannot take too much in one day, otherwise you will get erysipelas.

Just after Fairy Qianyin and the others settled down in the right hall, Lu Fengxian also rushed to Yuquan Peak.

Fang Jian had already let those land gods go back. He had never had any grudge against them in his heart. The weak had their own reasons for survival, and they had done nothing wrong.

"Dear father, I messed up this time. Please punish me." Lu Fengxian was talking about Fang Jian asking him to spread rumors, but the rumors changed their meaning later, so he felt it was his fault.

Fang Jian laughed heartily, personally stepped forward to help Lu Fengxian up and said, "This is not your fault. You have made great contributions."

Seeing that Fang Jian didn't blame him, Lu Fengxian was deeply moved and said, "Thank you very much, dear father. I don't deserve the credit. It is my honor to share your worries."

Fang Jian nodded, then pointed to the futon beside him and said, "Sit down."

"Thank you, kind father, for the seat." Lu Fengxian bowed and sat down.

Fang Jian looked at him and said, "Don't call me 'kind father' anymore. It doesn't sound nice."

"Ah?" Lu Fengxian was shocked and said, "I think it's great."

"Change it. Just call me Shanjun like them." Fang Jian said.

Lu Fengxian was a little unhappy and said, "Isn't this address a bit too distant?"

Fang Jian laughed and said, "Do you really want to be someone else's son?"

Lu Fengxian immediately said, "It's one thing to be your father to someone else, but I'm happy to be your father! Besides, I've been without parents since I was a child, so there's nothing wrong with recognizing a mountain king as my father."

"..." Fang Jian didn't quite understand the train of thought of these monsters. This kind of thing would basically be impossible to happen to humans.

"No matter what you call me in private, you must call me Shanjun in front of me!" Fang Jian said bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Fengxian felt that this was acceptable, so he nodded and said, "Yes, I will follow the instructions of the Lord of the Mountain."

Fang Jian resolved the issue of address, and then said, "I called you back because, first, the trouble at Tianjun Mansion has been resolved, and second, I have something for you to do."

"Oh?" Lu Fengxian's eyes lit up. "It was resolved so quickly? What happened to that Chonghua thief?"

Fang Jian said calmly, "He was sentenced to a hundred years of torture in Lei Ze."

"Ah?" Lu Fengxian was very disappointed. "Is that all?"

Fang Jian added, "Dingyuan Tianjun has been stripped of his position as Tianjun, and from now on he is just a wandering immortal."

"Ah!" Lu Fengxian's eyes widened, then he clapped his hands and laughed, "Great! Hahaha, it seems that Elder Ding Yuan exchanged his own immortal official position for his son's life. The mountain monarch is indeed powerful. You actually let a heavenly monarch fall at your hands."

Fang Jian's face darkened. He said, "Tianjun Dingyuan was punished by the Heavenly Law, not by me. Don't say such things anymore."

Seeing Fang Jian's expression, Lu Fengxian was startled and quickly sat up straight and replied, "Yes, Mr. Shan, I know I was wrong."

Fang Jian raised his hand and pointed, saying, "However, I want you to spread this news and tell the demon cultivators in Xihua Province that Dingyuan Tianjun's son has been punished and Dingyuan Shanjun has been stripped of his position. Apart from these two pieces of information, you are not to add any more fuel to the fire. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Lu Fengxian nodded.

Fang Jian said, "There's one more thing. I need a lot of demon cultivators to do something. I'll leave this to you. If you do it well, I'll reward you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fengxian immediately asked, "How many demon cultivators does Shanjun want? What exactly do they do?"

Fang Jian pointed outside the mountain temple and said, "I will start from Yuquan Peak and build 180 Taoist temples from west to east to enhance the power of Duanjie Mountain."

After listening to this, Lu Fengxian pondered for a moment and said, "The Broken Boundary Mountain stretches across Xihuazhou from west to east, a total of 1.8 million miles. Does that mean that these Taoist palaces are 10,000 miles apart?"

"That's right." Fang Jian nodded and said, "It corresponds to the heavens above and the earth below. This is destiny."

Fang Jian then added, "There are 180 Taoist palaces, each of which must be equipped with 72 halls and pavilions, and the ground and roads must all be paved with bluestone."

After hearing this, Lu Fengxian couldn't help but say with a surge of energy, "Such a large scale would require at least a million people."

Fang Jian said, "So I want you to find people, from the lowest level of the Qi Training Realm to the highest level of the Yang God Realm, as long as they are willing to work, we will accept them all, and each person will be rewarded with ten 'Fei Ling Dan' every month."

"Ten Feiling Pills?" That would require 50 years of cultivation, equivalent to sitting in a cave and practicing for 50 years. Even Lu Fengxian himself was tempted.

"Yes, ten." Fang Jian said.

Lu Fengxian was shocked. This was a big deal. He was indeed a loving father! Who else could have such courage?

But he also had doubts. "The Mountain Lord is now a True Immortal. He can build palaces and towers with just a wave of his hand. Why does he have to go through so much trouble and waste so much money and effort?"

Fang Jian replied, "Although I can build a palace with a wave of my hand, I prefer palaces built piece by piece, brick by brick."

"So that's how it is. I understand now!" Lu Fengxian nodded.

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