Chapter 593 Ten Years
Qingyu Garden.
Inside the tree house.
Fang Xing put down a book, which contained the entry-level benefits and the follow-up content of "Aoki Isao".
It’s a pity that this technique can only be cultivated to the middle stage of Dao foundation. Afterwards, one must practice the supernatural power of the same origin to break through to the late stage of Dao foundation.
And according to the information he just got from the Sutra Repository, this kind of supernatural power is expensive, probably requiring about 10,000 merits.
If calculated based on the contributions he earned as the manager of this medicine garden, it would probably take a hundred years to make up the difference.
"No wonder so few people want to be the manager of the medicine garden. It is safe... but you won't get much merit..."
"Magic power? That's interesting..."
This time when he went to the Sutra Repository, Fang Xing also specifically looked for information suitable for the 'Lush and Green' Taoist foundation.
I don't know if he doesn't have enough authority, but he can only see one 'Grass-headed God'. The combination of the two pseudo-magical powers can produce 'Three Thousand Incarnations', also known as 'scattering beans to create soldiers' and 'planting grass to create soldiers'. He can summon three thousand Grass-headed Gods at will, and even if he raids Qingmuling, he can cause terrible damage.
However, it was not quite what he wanted.
"The coordination between the pseudo-magical powers is quite interesting."
"However, if I spend a lot of time and combine the information of 'Grass Head God'... I should be able to deduce a magical power that is more suitable for 'Lush Green'?"
"But forget it. Summoning three thousand grass-headed gods doesn't seem to be a bad idea... Or, wait until we see more suitable magical powers in the future?"
Fang Xing smiled slightly.
The druid's natural perception made him realize that Fei Changnong had never given up monitoring him.
However, he really didn't have any bad intentions.
"Let time prove everything... Although time is more valuable than gold, for some people, time is the least valuable thing..."
…
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
Qingmuling, Qingyu Garden.
Fei Changnong flew into the canyon and was startled.
He had been to Qingyu Garden several times before, but he didn't think there were so many evergreen trees here...
Thinking about the information he had received, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This Junior Brother Fang really likes to plant trees..."
When he arrived at the entrance of the medicine garden, he saw Fang Xing, Meng Tiandong and the other two already waiting there.
“Brother Fei, please!”
Fang Xing let go of his nature in Qingyu Garden. He wore a fur coat and a crown made of branches on his head, with a few branches and leaves still on it.
"Junior brother, you..."
Fei Changnong couldn't bear to look at it, and then walked into the medicine garden: "Huh?"
He was able to become the deputy head of Shennong Hall, and he also worked hard on the art of spiritual farming. Now he felt that this medicinal garden was growing better than before.
'It seems that my junior fellow apprentice is indeed a good spiritual farmer...'
Fei Changnong sighed in his heart, and first checked the condition of the Evergreen Tree, and then asked in a businesslike manner: "Are the medicinal materials for the next ten years ready?"
"nature!"
Fang Xing clapped his hands, and Meng Tiandong and the other two came over with trays.
"Thirty Qingyu grass, twenty Qinglong flowers, ten Sansheng fruits... Brother Fei, can you please tell me whether the age and medicinal properties are correct?"
Fei Changnong checked them one by one, and then put them into the flying squirrel bag: "Well, they are of sufficient age and the medicinal properties are intact... They are all top-grade. According to the sect's rules, you can get 1,300 merits, Junior Brother."
He took out a jade token and asked Fang Xing to take out his disciple token and draw a mark on it.
The back of Fang Xing's token suddenly appeared dotted with merits.
As for Meng Tiandong and others, their rewards were about ten times less, becoming about a hundred points of merit rewards.
"Haha... Junior brother, you did a good job. Keep it up."
Fei Changnong said a few polite words, drank a few cups of spiritual tea, and wanted to leave.
But Fang Xing said, "After this round, Junior Brother wants to take a few days off to go to Poison Dragon Slope..."
"That's easy. I'll give you half a month's leave."
Fei Changnong chuckled.
…
A few days later.
Poison Dragon Slope.
Lu Feng, who looks middle-aged, looks depressed and unhappy.
Because ever since Fei Yong became the head of the Fei family, he began to suppress Dulongpo.
After all, the Fei family is in the Qingli Swamp and Dulongpo is also in the Qingli Swamp. No matter how good the relationship was before, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain now.
The same is true for Lu Feng. The family interests of both sides do not allow the two heads of the family to escape.
The result was naturally that the Lu family suffered a great defeat and was humiliated.
If Fei Yong had not been cautious and showed mercy, the Lu family of Dongfeng in Dulongpo might have been wiped out.
What’s more crucial is that after the Lu family suffered losses, Lu Feng naturally set his sights on the ten thousand acres of bamboo forest on the west slope, wanting to secretly embezzle some of it to make up for the losses.
Then he was tragically injured by the black snake's tail...
At this time, he discovered that even one of Fang Xing's snakes had reached the ninth level of sensing qi!
After planning for a long time, he ended up not being able to even defeat one of the opponent's pets.
Just when he was feeling melancholy, Lu Feng saw a ray of green light falling.
He was startled for a moment, then stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Uncle Fang..."
"Um."
Fang Xing slapped him casually.
Bang! The Lu family saw their patriarch turned into a black shadow and crashed down a wall.
"Uncle Fang, please spare my life..."
Lu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, but ignored his own injuries and begged for mercy.
"Humph, if I hadn't gone to Xipo, I wouldn't have known that you dared to encroach on my interests?"
Fang Xing sneered.
Those members of the Lu family were startled at first, then immediately pretended not to hear and went about their own business.
It’s no big deal for elders to teach younger generations a lesson!
What's more, the head of the family may not want them to hear this.
"I was possessed by a devil..."
Lu Feng only felt bitterness in his mouth.
"Humph, if there is a next time, the Lu family doesn't need to stay."
Fang Xing snorted coldly and walked away.
In reality, this is just an act.
It would be funny if Lu Feng could enter the ten thousand acre bamboo forest.
After all, the most powerful fighter in the bamboo forest nowadays is not the black snake, nor those paper figures, but the little ginseng spirit Xiaoqing!
Fang Xing walked a few steps and came to a yard.
"Sixth Grandma, who's here to see you?"
When several members of the Hu family saw Fang Xing, they immediately welcomed him into the courtyard with joy.
"Hu Liuniang, I meet Senior Fang."
Not long after, Hu Liuniang came out. She was wearing a veil over her face and leaning on a dragon-headed cane. Her hair was half black and half white.
"Ahem... I'm so grateful that Fellow Daoist Fang still remembers me."
She spoke, her voice sounding dry.
Fang Xing frowned, smelled the scent of a piece of rotten wood, and sighed in his heart.
No matter how good the beauty pill is, it is useless when the cultivator’s life span is about to end.
It is indeed a very strange feeling to see old friends becoming old and frail while I am still in my prime.
Hu Liuniang was quite famous when she was young, but now she was covering her face with a cloth, so she must not be in a very good mood.
"I'm seeking the truth at Qingmu Ridge. This is my ten-year rotation, and I finally have a vacation... The next time we meet, it might be ten years later."
Fang Xing sighed.
"By then, I'm afraid that Sister Song and I will not be around anymore..."
Hu Liuniang said: "Sister Song is smarter than me. Now my grandson is the head of the Fei family. I never thought of this in my dreams... Hehe, my eldest brother has been smart all his life, but in the end, he is not as smart as my fifth sister..."
“Follow your heart and you won’t regret it.”
Fang Xing chatted for a few more words, but felt bored, so he said goodbye immediately. After walking out of the yard, he waved his sleeves and instantly turned into streaks of green light and disappeared without a trace.
…
Originally, most of the Qingli Swamp was poor mountains and bad water.
However, after the five families reclaimed the land and decades of persistent transformation, half of the area is no longer free of toxic fog and has become a wasteland.
Fang Xing pressed down the escape light and stood on a reef.
In a moment, a man came riding on the powerful energy. It was Fei Yong.
Compared to Lu Feng, who is middle-aged and has unfulfilled ambitions, Fei Yong is young and successful and full of confidence.
At this time, his cultivation had indeed reached the ninth level of Qi Sensing.
"Greetings, Uncle Master!"
He landed on the reef and bowed directly.
"Not bad, not bad, you have indeed reached the ninth level of Qi Sensing... and you have just broken through, so your accumulation is very deep."
Fang Xing took a glance and nodded.
"This is all thanks to my uncle."
Fei Yong behaved very respectfully.
After all, he has a big family as a support. Even though the Fei family has declined a lot, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and there will be no problem in supporting his practice in the Qi Sense Realm.
"Haha, you are really good at talking. After becoming the head of the family and marrying the daughter of the Pan family, your interpersonal skills have improved a lot."
Fang Xing praised him and threw a jade bottle over.
Fei Yong took it and saw that it was indeed the 'Daoji Pill' he had been dreaming about. He was overjoyed and bowed to the ground: "Thank you for the pill, uncle. Please rest assured... I will protect the ten thousand acres of bamboo forest in Dulongpo..."
He didn't mention the Lu family at all, obviously he was disgusted by them before.
"Well, that's all."
Fang Xing certainly would not stand up for Lu Feng, and he gave Fei Yong some tips on how to build a foundation for the Dao, and then he said, "I've asked for leave and left the sect for a long time, so I'm going back now. I'll be waiting for good news from you on how to build a foundation for the Dao..."
Fei Yong kept hunching his body until Fang Xing's escaping light completely disappeared, then he straightened his back; "It turned out... it was really so easy, Uncle Fang is really a trustworthy person..."
…
Of course Fang Xing didn't know that he was just keeping his promise and Fei Yong would be grateful to him.
After he finished his vacation, he returned to Qingyu Garden, informed Meng Tiandong, and then went back to the tree house to continue his retreat.
"After these ten years of training... I am almost reaching the middle stage of Dao Foundation..."
There was a green glow on his face, and bamboo shadows were swaying around him.
"Once you reach the middle stage of Dao Foundation, you can spend 10,000 Merits to exchange for the 'Divine Power Fundamental Diagram'..."
A Taoist monk can have one pseudo-supernatural power, which is supported by his own Taoist foundation. It is very difficult to simultaneously master a second pseudo-supernatural power. At this time, he needs the assistance of the fundamental diagram of supernatural powers.
This is also the unrevealed secret of the ten great sects of good and evil. The fundamental diagram uses special materials and is difficult to copy. Even the Fei family and other Taoist families do not have it.
In other words, the Daoist families can only train their disciples to the middle Daoist realm at most. If they want to be promoted, they still have to be sent to the sect.
"I don't know where the first fundamental map in the world came from?"
Fang Xing suddenly thought of the Great Zhou Dynasty: "Could it be... those 'gods'?"
(End of this chapter)
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