The Baodan Immortal Sect is located in the western part of the inland, close to the Western Snowfield.
First snow and slightly sunny weather.
Ma Fanyang ended a period of seclusion and walked out of the cave.
I really like the snow scene. The mountains are covered with a thin layer of first snow, but it is not completely white. There are some dark colors.
It's like a landscape painting in ink and wash, and the mist rising between the sky and the earth is like blank space.
A disciple suddenly came to the outside of the cave.
"I am disturbing your master's quiet meditation. A Spiritualization cultivator from the Lingxiao Sword Sect is here to visit you. He claims to be your old friend."
"Hmm? An old friend from Ling Xiao Sword Sect? What brings you here?"
He is also an old cultivator who has been active in the cultivation world for thousands of years, and is also a fifth-rank alchemist. It is no exaggeration to say that he has old friends everywhere.
Well, many of them took the initiative to get to know him, not against his will.
There are only a few people who can be called "friends", but those sword maniacs are definitely not among them.
I'm afraid he's asking for medicine under some false pretext.
You are already a Divine Transformation cultivator, yet you still play these little tricks.
"I came here to ask for medicine. I used to be the mayor of the Demon Slayer City."
As soon as he heard that they were asking for medicine, he wanted to disappear immediately. Now he actually didn't have much patience for those who asked for medicine.
If the relationship is really good, then it can be easily practiced. But if the relationship is not good, it will really delay his practice and the life span of becoming a god is so terrifying.
Get through it sooner rather than later, there will be a better future ahead.
It's just that I heard about the lord of the Demon-Slaying Fairy City again, even if it was the previous one, it's worth getting to know him.
Their Baodan Xianzong's demand for spiritual medicines and herbs is simply too great.
Especially when they reach this level, in the inland, all the natural treasures, magical medicines and herbs have owners.
What's on someone's spiritual field, what's growing on a certain force's hilltop, basically everyone above level four has their own place.
To make elixirs, you need not only skills, but also sufficient raw materials.
And the place with the most abundant resources is in the demon world.
I don't dare to bear the reputation of being a master of the demon, but it doesn't matter if I get it from someone else.
The lords of the immortal cities close to the demon world are the people he likes to make friends with the most.
I always have some rare items on hand.
"Bring it to the cave."
In the mountains, Gu Du Wu Feng walked while listening to the introduction of the Nascent Soul cultivator who was leading the way.
The Baodan Immortal Sect is indeed somewhat different from other immortal sects.
There is no big formation in the mountain, and the four seasons are as spring-like as before. The mountain is just like the sky.
It is indeed a sect that plays with plants and trees, and is quite close to the nature.
How many years has it been since you last saw snow?
Ten years? A hundred years? I can’t remember clearly.
He really missed the freshness after the snow.
After this is over, I will come to the west and find a place with heavy snow all year round to live there for a while.
To cultivate immortality, one must follow one’s heart.
"Fellow Daoist, may I ask which city lord this is?"
Ma Fanyang's question interrupted Gu Du Wu Feng's thoughts.
"I'm Gu Du Wu Feng. I just stepped down as the city lord not long ago. I was attacked by monsters and was seriously injured. I had no choice but to borrow some names to visit you, fellow Taoist."
"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, we are all family. You are guarding the righteous path for me, you deserve respect. I just don't know where you heard my name from?"
Ma Fanyang was certain that he didn't know this person. Not only did he not know him, he had never even heard of him.
In addition, although his cultivation level is not high, he can be the lord of the Demon-Slaying Fairy City. Subconsciously, I think that this person probably has some background.
"I had a fellow apprentice who was out on the sea before, and I've heard of your name."
"Oh? I wonder who your fellow apprentice is..."
"Wanxian Island."
Ma Fanyang's pupils trembled violently, and he stretched out his hand to wave away the Yuanying disciple who was serving him tea.
After everyone walked out, he spoke with a serious face.
"Your fellow disciple has also been to Wanxian Island?"
Gu Du Wu Feng was not nervous at all. He grabbed the teapot with one hand, poured himself a cup of spiritual tea and took a sip.
"The spiritual tea here is good, fellow Daoist. Zheng Sanjin, I wonder if you still remember it."
Ma Fanyang paused and almost stood up.
I remember, I remember it so damn well!
It was a complete shame in his cultivation career. He never expected that he would be almost caught by a cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage.
His nephew did something on the island, and when he went to clean up the mess, he never thought that the conversation he had with Zheng Sanjin could be recorded on the photo stone.
It's so fucking unsportsmanlike!
Over the years, is there any cultivator who can do things this way and respect the Divine Transformation cultivators so much?
If it hadn't been for a good ending in the end, he would have almost lost all his face. If his reputation had really been exposed, according to common sense, the sect probably wouldn't have done anything to him. But how would outsiders view him and the Baodan Xianzong?
It is unknown whether the sect will deal with him for the sake of his reputation at that time.
This lonely and helpless person is a bird of a feather!
You still have the nerve to mention Zheng Sanjin!
"Hehe, sorry, I suddenly had the urge to go into seclusion and practice immediately. You should go back."
Gu Du Wu Feng smacked his lips and said, "This guy, how much do you hate Zheng Sanjin? You won't even call him that when you mention his name."
Come to think of it, wasn’t the cooperation before very pleasant?
Snap~
Two photo stones appeared on the table.
Ma Fanyang's face turned extremely ugly when he saw the photo stone. This thing now brings back a shadow!
"Fellow Daoist, wait and see. Don't rush to send me away. It's not easy for me to come all the way here."
After hearing what Gu Du Wu Feng said, Ma Fanyang had no choice but to scan with his spiritual sense.
The first photo stone was still a very familiar scene that made him very angry. It was the first time he had seen it. Before, he had only heard from his nephew that there was such a thing. He didn’t know what the picture inside was like. Now that he saw it, the feeling it gave him was more intuitive.
When he scanned the second one, he almost burst into curses.
He saw that the second photo stone was actually in the cave of his nephew, and there were only him and his nephew.
All he said were very frank and personal words, and the way he sat on the high seat and talked so eloquently now looked as ugly as it could be.
In order to show his closeness to me, and also to accumulate some resources, he personally taught me some techniques.
Zheng Sanjin, this bastard!
Now he hated Zheng Sanjin very much, and at the same time he was disappointed with his nephew, deeply disappointed.
You didn’t even know that someone had placed a photo stone in your cave?
Trash, absolute trash!
"Fellow Daoist, tell me what kind of elixir you want. I will help you refine it, but we'll be even after that!"
Gu Du Wu Feng sent the things to himself instead of handing them over to the sect's law enforcement elders, naturally thinking of using them as bargaining chips to make some deals.
It's just that I'm injured and need healing medicine.
Admit it, how can the road to immortality be smooth sailing?
He really didn't like the feeling of being threatened, and with his identity as a member of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, it was difficult for him to do anything. However, he was confident that he could still resolve this trouble, and he just asked them not to bother him again in the future.
"We'll talk about the pills later. I'm here just to make friends."
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