Chapter 588: Crazy
Qingli Fei Family.
“Ahem…”
A violent cough was heard in the flower hall.
"Master? I'm coming in."
Fei Wu walked into the flower hall and shuddered unconsciously.
Even though he was now an expert who had reached the eighth level of Qi Sensing, could fly in the flesh and had his body protected by internal Qi, he still couldn't help feeling a little creepy the moment he entered the flower hall.
The light in the flower hall was dim, and colorful paper figures stood all around. Some were missing arms, some were missing a leg, and some had lost half of their faces, but the blush on their cheeks was still bright.
whee……
In the breeze, the sound of children's laughter came from somewhere.
The light flickered, making the faces of the paper figures dim and uncertain.
There are also paper tigers and paper wolves looking around...
In a trance, Fei Wu thought he had come to some devil's cave, surrounded by monsters and demons everywhere.
"Although the art of origami is widely spread, there are taboos in it. Once used, it is regarded as a magical art... For example, forcibly prohibiting the soul of a living person from entering a paper figure..."
Fei Wu unconsciously had a thought in his mind: "Although this can increase the power of the paper figurine, the soul that is restricted will never be reincarnated, which is very ominous. Even in the Blood Shadow Sect, there are very few people who practice this technique. If they are discovered in the righteous territory, the consequences will be disastrous..."
He felt even more depressed when he thought about some of the information that the family's secret guards had found out.
"It's Fei Wu... Why are you here instead of preparing to take over as the new head of the family?"
Just then, an old voice sounded.
Fei Wu saw Fei Shentong.
But Fei Shentong at this moment was completely different from before.
Not only was his body covered with wrinkled hair and wrinkled skin, but he also had an indescribable air of decay. There was no trace of life on his wrinkled face, except for a pair of lifeless eyes that would occasionally move.
"How can you say that? You will always be the best patriarch of our Fei family."
Fei Wu quickly expressed his loyalty.
As Fei Shentong continued to use origami to consume his lifespan, his temperament seemed to be affected by the evil magic and he became moody. He even executed a family elder a few days ago.
Although Fei Wu was the designated next head of the family, he could only express his loyalty.
"Huh?"
He walked past a screen and his expression suddenly changed.
I saw a brazier behind the screen.
In the brazier, there was a half-burning paper face and a lot of paper money...
"this……"
Fei Wu's eyelids twitched.
"Ahem... The paper figurine technique is too evil. To prevent these paper figurines from causing trouble after I die, I have no choice but to burn them... Ahem..."
Fei Shentong coughed a few times, and his face looked even more gloomy.
"Nonsense... The paper figures left by origami are at most less powerful because they are not used by the ritualist. I have never heard of them causing trouble, unless... they are paper figures made by the Living Soul Refining Method..."
Fei Wu complained in his heart, but his face became more sincere: "So that's how it is..."
He looked at the brazier again, and felt that in the rising flames, he could vaguely see the face of a little girl, who seemed to be crying, and also seemed to be laughing strangely.
He quickly turned his head away, not daring to look again.
…
"Ahem... I know I'm going to die."
Fei Shentong asked Fei Wu to sit down and said to himself: "Back then... for the sake of our Fei family's great cause, I had to win over Dulongpo... Now, although our Fei family has recovered a little, Dulongpo has promoted another person to the late stage of Qi Sensing, and it is also very prosperous..."
"Yes, this is the most worrying thing..." Fei Wu was also very worried.
If the Fei family still has cultivators at the Dao Foundation Realm, the strength of Poison Dragon Hill would be nothing and can be accommodated.
But the key is that the Fei family doesn't have it! Even before the Yin family was wiped out, the family's Dragon King Ginseng was not found. No one knows whether it was hidden or taken away by other robbery cultivators.
This made Fei Shentong almost despair.
After all, without the Dragon King Ginseng, when the Jiazi period comes in the future, what will he use to exchange for the sect’s spiritual objects?
Without the spiritual objects of the Dao Foundation, how could the Fei family produce Dao Foundation cultivators from generation to generation? However, this news was kept secret by Fei Shentong and Fei Wu. On the one hand, the two of them tried their best to track down the whereabouts of the Dragon King Ginseng, and Fei Shentong even fought with others for this many times.
On the other hand, he spent all his family's money to secretly purchase a Taoist spiritual object.
"Now that I am about to die, I must do something for the Fei family before I die... Let me assassinate Fang Xing."
Fei Shentong said calmly: "As long as Fang Xing dies, Poison Dragon Slope will be insignificant even if there is still Lu Feng. It just won't have a good reputation. I'm going to die anyway, so if the matter is leaked, you can just throw all the dirty water on me..."
After all, Dulongpo firmly supports the Fei family, and the two families are related by marriage.
The Fei family was able to escape the disaster that year thanks to the help of Dulongpo.
This is what both sides have been promoting over the years.
"Although we are of the righteous path, we cannot be bound by the reputation of being righteous... The ancestors of the Fei family also used trickery and robbery to establish the Fei family's current foundation."
This is what Fei Wu answered.
"Well, I don't think our generation is very good, but there are still a few Dao-based seeds in the next generation... As long as we can have Dao-based spiritual objects, we can give it a try... These two things are the most important."
Fei Shentong nodded.
Suddenly, a breeze blew and a paper crane flew in.
Fei Shentong took it with his hand, his face lit up with joy: "The Dao-based spiritual object... has finally been found."
"oh?"
Fei Wu was also overjoyed: "It seems that destiny is really in my Fei family."
He took the paper crane, looked at it, and frowned again: "Qiao Family Chamber of Commerce? The Qiao family also had a Taoist foundation cultivator in the past, and had good relations with several Taoist families... Now the head of the Qiao Family Chamber of Commerce, Qiao Wuyong, has reached the ninth level of Qi Sensing and is about to build a foundation... The Qiao family has inquired around and has purchased a Taoist spiritual item. This... Once this is discovered, our Fei family will definitely be condemned by thousands of people."
"I still say that. I will take action and try to silence everyone...if the truth is leaked, just put the blame on me."
An old man looking troublesome passage.
If he had Dragon King Ginseng, perhaps he would not be so radical.
But the key is that the Dragon King Ginseng is gone, so we have to make many plans and let the Fei family produce another Dao Foundation Realm, and then slowly accumulate the foundation...
…
A few months later.
Poison Dragon Slope.
Ten thousand acres of bamboo forest.
Fang Xing stretched out his hand and a paper crane landed on his palm.
The paper crane automatically unfolded and turned into a page of letter paper.
This is a letter forwarded by Song Yunyun, from Fei Yong.
It only talks about the daily life of practicing in Qingmuling, but if you read it carefully, you can find some rules of operation of the sect.
"This Fei Yong is quite clever..."
Fang Xing nodded, looked at the end of the letter, and saw Song Yunyun's thanks, and suddenly understood: "Is this a thank you for keeping Fei Yong away from trouble? It seems that Fei Shentong is indeed about to die, but this time the handover of the head of the family is still a bit turbulent?"
To be honest, Fang Xing doesn't care whether Fei Yong becomes the head of the family or not.
He looked at the little ginseng spirit Xiaoqing who was working diligently as a gardener. He saw that Xiaoqing was originally holding a wooden kettle. Suddenly, she seemed to realize something. Her white little feet paused, then sank into the soil and disappeared: "The annoying guy is coming..."
Fang Xing glanced sideways, and soon saw Lu Feng approaching with a look of panic on his face: "Uncle Fang...something bad has happened. The Qiao family caravan was robbed and no one has escaped since Qiao was in charge."
"Um?"
Fang Xing's expression changed: "Is this true or false?"
"Of course it's true..." Lu Feng looked a little confused: "The Qiao family caravan is our biggest customer. Now the Qiao family Chamber of Commerce has been greatly weakened... The caravan cannot be established. What should we do with the poisonous dragon gall, herbs, spirit pearls and shellfish, and bamboo paper we have accumulated?"
"Qiao Wuyong has been friends with us for decades, and this is all you think about?"
Fang Xing glanced at his good-for-nothing nephew and asked, "Which cultivator did this?"
"I don't know. I only know that the other party was very cruel. Not only did all the people in the caravan die, but their souls were also taken away... and all clues were destroyed, making it difficult to track down. Even if the Qiao family invited a Taoist cultivator to take a look, they couldn't find any trace of the murderer..."
"It seems like he came prepared. Did Qiao Wuyong offend someone? Or is it purely a dispute over interests?"
Fang Xing was thoughtful, then looked at Lu Feng: "I told you long ago that you can't rely too much on the Qiao family caravan. Now is a good opportunity to set up our own caravan in Dulongpo and sell the goods everywhere..."
"This..." Lu Feng was obviously hesitant.
Forming a caravan is not an easy task. First of all, you need to select a group of good people who are both smart and capable, and have high skills.
Then they would travel around and sell goods, which was hard work and would delay their practice. They would also face various dangers and could easily die.
Even after all this hustle and bustle, in the end, maybe they would earn more than if they sold it to the Qiao family caravan.
Of course, Lu Feng had no intention of doing this.
After thinking about it again and again, he could only stammer, "How about... selling the accumulated goods to Yunlai Market this time?"
"Then I'm afraid the price will be discounted by several percent. If you want to sell it, just sell it. Don't drag me into it."
Fang Xing waved his hand, sent Lu Feng away, and made himself a cup of tea: "The world is like a tide and people are like water. I can only sigh that few people return to the rivers and lakes..."
To be fair, Qiao Wuyong is a pretty nice person and I have a decent relationship with him.
But unexpectedly he died suddenly.
This really made Fang Xing feel a little emotional, but that was all.
Looking around the world, no one is immune to death, and accidents can happen at any time.
He silently poured a cup of tea for Qiao Wuyong, which he considered as a memorial.
"Qiao Wuyong is at the ninth level of Qi Sensing, and has traveled extensively, so he has a lot of knowledge... The one who can kill him is either a Taoist master, or a master at the ninth level of Qi Sensing..."
"Are ordinary robbery cultivators so powerful?"
A doubt arose in Fang Xing's mind, but he did not care about it, and had no intention of avenging Qiao Wuyong.
"Xiao Hei!"
He called out, and a black snake immediately slithered over.
"Enlightenment!"
Fang Xing casually shot a ball of green light into the black snake's body, sensed it a little, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good... After this molting, you will definitely be able to advance to the ninth level of Qi Sensing."
(End of this chapter)
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