Chapter 591 Joining
A few days later.
The new head of the Fei family, Fei Yong, sat opposite Fang Xing.
The young man Fei Yong looked very respectful, but there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.
Obviously, he could not have imagined that this old friend of his grandfather's generation would suddenly become a Taoist master.
This even dissipated most of his joy in becoming the new head of the Fei family.
"Haha... You don't have to worry. I support you to become the new head of the Fei family. I don't have any big ideas. I plan to join Qingmu Ridge. You just need to take good care of Dulong Slope and my ten thousand acres of bamboo forest..."
Fang Xing took a sip of tea and said lightly.
"Join Qingmuling?"
Fei Yong's expression changed. Indeed, Fang Xing seemed to have wanted to join Qingmuling for a long time and asked him to explore the way.
"After the foundation of Dao, there is no way forward. I am practicing Qingmu Gong. Isn't it natural for me to join Qingmu Ridge?"
Fang Xing smiled.
"Grandpa Fang, our Fei family still needs your support..."
Fei Yong thought of the Pan family, and then of the girl from the Pan family to whom he had just been engaged, and couldn't help but speak.
In marriages between aristocratic families, the partner is not important at all.
For example, he had no idea which girl from the Pan family he would marry, nor did he know whether she was beautiful or ugly, but that did not prevent him from making a marriage contract in front of two Dao Foundation Realm masters.
The Pan family’s intentions are also obvious.
The only one who can compete with me is my elder.
"Don't worry, with me here, the Pan family won't go too far. However, you still have to focus on your own cultivation and work hard to become a Taoist..."
Fang Xing said meaningfully.
"Alas... I am lucky to be able to reach the post-Qi Sensing Realm. As for the Dao Foundation... my family heritage has been lost. Fortunately, as a disciple of Qingmu Ridge, I still have the means to exchange merits for Dao Foundation spiritual objects... but it also requires accumulation."
Fei Yong frowned.
"Hehe... after all, you are my grandson, I can still lend you a helping hand."
Fang Xing smiled and took out a green jade bottle.
"Daoji Pill? Grandpa Fang actually still has a Daoji Pill?"
When Fei Yong saw the light blue pill emitting various colored halos, his breathing suddenly became heavy.
If he didn't know that Fang Xing was a Taoist master, he would probably have already thought about killing people and robbing them.
After all, even among the disciples of Qingmuling, only one in ten can finally exchange for a Daojidan, and some even have to pay the horrific price of decades of hard work.
"Not bad, do you want it?"
Fang Xing chuckled and took the Dao Foundation Pill. "If you want... help me keep an eye on the Poison Dragon Slope. Besides that, the Fei family has connections in Qingmuling. You have to help me run it. After I join, I need a stable place to go... preferably a medicinal garden, with someone in charge of planting, and it should be quiet."
"No problem, leave it to me." Fei Yong agreed immediately.
"With your aptitude, you should be able to attempt to reach your Dao Foundation in ten years... Let's set our deal to take place in ten years."
Fang Xing made a promise.
Anyway, this basic elixir is useless to him, so it’s okay to use it to reward Fei Yong.
Moreover, he could also gain access to all of the Fei family’s connections in Qingmuling, which was not a loss at all.
As long as the ten thousand acres of bamboo forest in Dulongpo is not destroyed, it will provide him with a steady stream of experience points every year.
This is worth leaving behind a force to protect.
If there is another Taoist monk, you will naturally feel more at ease.
Finally, there is actually another hidden meaning behind accepting this Dao Foundation Pill.
That was Fei Wu's death! Fei Yong needed to finish the matter well. Even if he found out that it was related to Fang Xing, he would take the initiative to cover it up for him.
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Aoki Ridge.
It is called a mountain range, but in fact it is a continuous mountain range.
And in the mountains there are many spiritual plants called 'Evergreen Trees'.
This kind of evergreen tree takes a hundred years to mature, and is extremely rare after a thousand years. When it reaches the level of a ten-thousand-year-old evergreen tree, it will automatically give birth to a green wood evil point, which is extremely suitable for the practice of Qingmuling Kung Fu.
At this time, Qingmuling was covered with lush greenery. Everywhere you looked, there were dense jungles, and various centuries-old and thousand-year-old trees were not uncommon.
'very good……'
Fang Xing walked on Qingmuling, looking at everything around him, and nodded secretly.
He likes this kind of sect that likes to plant trees.
"Fellow Daoist, please!"
In front, a Taoist monk wearing a green robe specially made for Qingmuling was leading the way.
For Qingmuling, it is naturally very welcome for independent cultivators to join the sect by consolidating their own foundation in Taoism. Otherwise, they would not spread their skills so widely.
With the characteristics of the skills in the foreign land, as long as you practice it, your future supernatural powers and development will be basically fixed, and you don't have to worry about betrayal or spies at all.
A few days ago, Fang Xing just came to Qingmuling and revealed his identity, and he was warmly received.
Now, the outer sect steward of Qingmuling, Yu Tianxing, is leading Fang Xing to the Patriarch's Hall.
It didn't take long for the two of them to reach the depths of Qingmuling.
Fang Xing looked up and saw a green palace standing in the lush jungle.
He and Yu Tianxing walked in and saw dozens of Taoist monks, and in front of them there was a middle-aged man in a green Taoist robe.
Its aura is ethereal, and gives people a sense of holding power.
"The Yin God?"
Fang Xing's heart moved.
"Junior brother, your joining our sect is a big deal. The Qingmu Bell has rung nine times, and all the Daoist monks who are in the sect and not in seclusion have come... and 'Uncle Qingyan' has even come in person to preside over the ceremony for Junior brother."
Yu Tianxing said with a smile.
Fang Xing immediately followed him forward, and with a gentle yet polite smile, asked Yu Tianxing to introduce them one by one.
Afterwards, surrounded by many Taoist monks, he received the clothing and token representing his identity as Qingmuling.
"Meet Uncle-Master Qing Yan!"
Fang Xing bowed to Qing Yanzi again.
"Well, the rules of our sect are, one, you must not betray your religion, two, you must not disrespect your teachers, three..."
Qing Yanzi looked serious, but his peach blossom eyes completely destroyed this image. He explained the sect rules one by one and shouted, "Fang Xing, you are sincere in joining Qingmuling, can you abide by the sect rules?"
"I can hold it!"
Fang Xing agreed, and immediately felt an inexplicable force of rules falling on him.
"Hmm? It seems that Qing Yanzi's magical power is the kind of contract and oath binding? No wonder he is in charge of the admission of new Daoists..."
When the ceremony was completed, Qing Yanzi's figure suddenly disappeared.
"this……"
Fang Xing had already sensed some clues, but he still made an expression of surprise.
"This is the Yin Spirit of Uncle Qingyan traveling..."
Yu Tianxing smiled and said, "With your talent of breaking through the Dao foundation before you are fifty, you may even become a Yin God in the future."
"Brother Yu, I appreciate your words."
Fang Xing said a few polite words, and then saw that most of the Taoist monks left directly, with an expression that said "no strangers allowed" on their faces.
In the blink of an eye, only a few Taoist monks were left in the hall.
"Hehe... most of these brothers have indifferent personalities, please don't blame me, Junior Brother."
Yu Tianxing was a little surprised: "In fact, I am a little surprised that so many can be left."
At this time, an old man with long green hair came forward: "Fang Xing?!"
"It is me, Your Excellency?"
Fang Xing asked curiously.
"My last name is Fei."
Senior Brother Fei said this, and continued: "Mainly responsible for managing our sect's medicine garden..."
Fang Xing immediately thought of Fei Cai, who was his lucky star.
Naturally, he had long known about the fact that someone from the Fei family had established a foundation for Taoism in Qingmuling.
These are the confidence that the Fei family will not be wiped out no matter what kind of disaster they encounter.
But in fact, this Senior Brother Fei just had the surname Fei as his ancestor. He had joined Qingmuling a long time ago and grew up in the sect. He really had no feelings for his family.
It is also because of this that he does not care about Dulongpo and Pan family, the most likely people who murdered Fei Wu.
As long as the Fei family is still controlled by the Fei family, everything will be fine. He is even willing to accept bribes from the Fei family to pave the way for Fang Xing.
"I've read Fei Yong's letter. Do you want to take on logistics and planting tasks?"
Senior Brother Fei looked Fang Xing up and down, somewhat curiously: "Do you know that this kind of mission is not welcomed in our sect, because there are too many brothers who are good at planting, and the profit is thin... It is far inferior to garrisoning and fighting missions?"
"I just want to find a place to practice in peace. If it weren't for the method I'll learn later, I'm afraid I would still be staying in Poison Dragon Hill..."
Fang Xing smiled and said.
"Well, if you join our sect, at most you will be taught the full version of Qingmu Gong, which will allow you to practice to the middle stage of Daoji... If you want to practice Tongcan Gong, you still have to exchange it with sect contributions. It is difficult to accumulate such contributions just by farming."
Senior Brother Fei mentioned this.
"I have made up my mind." Fang Xing responded with a smile.
"In that case, please come with me to Shennong Hall."
Senior Brother Fei nodded, walked out of the hall, took out a green leaf, and silently recited a few mantras, and the green leaf turned into a green flying boat.
Fang Xing had no objection and just stood up.
Whoosh!
The wind was howling, but Senior Brother Fei's voice could be heard one after another: "From the Yin God ancestors onwards, our sect is mainly responsible for the three major halls, namely the Shennong Hall, the Sihai Hall, and the Rewarding the Good and Punishing the Evil Hall. Each hall master is a great cultivator in the late Dao Foundation Realm. I am Fei Changnong, the deputy hall master of the Shennong Hall."
"It turns out to be Brother Changnong..."
When Fang Xing and Fei Changnong arrived at Shennong Hall, they saw disciples from Qingmuling coming in and out. A huge granary was also built behind the hall.
"My Shennong Hall is mainly responsible for the cultivation of spiritual rice, spiritual medicine, and even spiritual trees... It's all hard work."
Fei Changnong invited Fang Xing to a small flower hall, and naturally his disciples came over to serve him tea and snacks.
"Junior brother, why not try this 'Five-Grain Cake'? It is made from our sect's five kinds of spiritual rice: Green Bamboo Rice, Jade Spirit Rice, Mountain River Rice, Five-Spike Rice, and Heqing Rice..."
Fei Changnong said with a smile.
Fang Xing picked up a piece of five-color cake, put it in his mouth, and nodded: "It tastes really good..."
He was leisurely sipping tea and eating snacks while Fei Changnong opened a golden account book: "I wonder what kind of planting task you want, Junior Brother?"
"It would be best if there was a place for cultivation that was big enough..."
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Because I like to plant trees, I might plant a lot of plants around the cave..."
(End of this chapter)
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