Chapter 595 Fei Yong Dao Ji
Qing Yu Garden.
"This Qingyu grass needs to be treated with the Spirit Rain Technique every three days in order for the sprouts to grow..."
"Sansheng fruit seedlings are most susceptible to insect pests. They must be checked every morning and evening, paying special attention to the back of the leaves..."
In the new medicine field, Meng Tiandong was teaching farming experience to a few young disciples.
When Yu Santian and Hua Qing passed by, they were both worried that their jobs would be taken away.
Fang Xing brought a rattan chair and leaned on it leisurely, holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand.
Although these Qingmuling disciples all had high levels of cultivation, at least at the late stage of Qi Sensing, they had never done farm work.
At this time, a girl in red looked at her ten green and tender white fingers covered with mud, and she couldn't help crying.
She was a disciple of Senior Sister Hong, named 'Dong Meir'. She was pretty and charming. Not only the young disciples, but even Yu Santian had secretly glanced at her.
"Uncle Fang..."
Dong Meir came to Fang Xing at some point, showing off her beautiful figure: "Are you tired? I have learned a set of techniques to relax the muscles and activate the blood circulation. How about trying them on you?"
"No need. You don't have to please me here, but you still have to follow the rules. Since you are a disciple of the medicine garden, you have to work in the fields. Do you want to be sent back?"
Fang Xing glanced at Dong Meir and said lightly.
"No, I am willing to work."
Dong Meir looked like she was about to cry, and she quietly returned to the medicinal field. Seeing this, the male disciples nearby were moved and wanted to take good care of this girl. They wanted to finish the work in their hands immediately and then go to help...
Fang Xing naturally didn't care about such a trivial matter.
'As the saying goes, the cicadas wake up before the autumn wind blows...There are many smart people in this world, but how many of them can truly seek good fortune and avoid disaster?'
"Fei Changnong dared to plan several years or even decades in advance, which shows that he is a smart man... Of course, it is more likely that nothing will happen in the end. Even if these disciples are unlucky, at least they can still make contributions in the medicine garden, which is not much worse than other disciples..."
"It seems that he has about 60 to 70 percent confidence."
Fang Xing poured himself a cup of tea, not panicking at all.
After accepting these disciples, Fei Changnong also gave positive news.
His mission for Qingyu Garden was decided more than ten years ago and had already been recorded in the Golden Book.
The golden book has been locked by the sect's Yinshen Zhenren, so no one can change it.
In other words, those who have the power to bring about change simply look down upon this kind of task.
Therefore, Fang Xing got a bargain.
"Also... since Fei Changnong has entrusted his disciple to me, does that mean he has basically no doubts about me?"
"That's right... Which sect's secret agent would banish himself for a hundred years after joining?"
Fang Xing took a sip of tea leisurely, ready to watch how the situation changed.
…
A few months later.
Inside the tree house.
A paper crane flew in unsteadily and was caught in Fang Xing's hands.
"Senior Sister Hong? Inviting me to explore the mysteries?"
Fang Xing thought about it. There has been no news about the conflict between the Killing Sect and the Ten Major Sects recently. It seems that it was just a rumor and has now been falsified.
Several young disciples who remained in Qingyu Garden were somewhat resentful and privately wanted to use their connections to get transferred away.
Fang Xing didn't care about it at all, and even supported it secretly.
Anyway, leaving will save you some trouble, so why not?
But after thinking about it, he refused.
"I'm sorry, Junior Brother, I have an important mission to fulfill and it's difficult for me to leave without permission..."
After saying a few words to the paper crane, Fang Xing flicked his sleeves and let the crane fly away.
Now he really needs to look after the medicine garden, slowly ripen a batch of century-old elixirs, and accumulate meritorious contributions.
Of course, the bigger reason was... he didn't want to go out! For him, chances and adventures didn't matter.
Being able to practice peacefully and steadily is enough to stand at the top of this world.
"What's more... the ten great sects of good and evil are all lost dogs, and the land outside is also a remote and poor place, what opportunities can there be?"
"If you fight for your Taoist foundation or the cave of Yinshen Zhenren, you are missing the point..."
Fang Xing closed his eyes and continued to practice.
The paper crane flew for a while and arrived at Shennong Hall, where it was caught by a delicate hand.
"hehe……"
Senior Sister Hong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Fei, it seems that our Junior Brother Fang is indeed a person who is devoted to cultivation."
"This is a good thing for him..."
Fei Changnong said expressionlessly while holding a cup of spiritual tea.
His invitation this time was both a test and a temptation.
If Fang Xing couldn't stand the hard life and enjoyed fighting, adventure and generous rewards for merit... and voluntarily resigned from the Qingyu Garden mission, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?
"So many people are interested in the Qingyu Garden mission. It seems that the news that our sect is about to go to war with the Blood Shadow Sect is true..."
Senior Sister Hong smiled and said, "There are still rumors out there that the news is false, and many people have stopped trying to stop it. I wonder if they will get upset in the end?"
“True or false, false or true… who can tell the difference?”
Fei Changnong sighed quietly, "Now I really admire that Junior Brother Fang. Only the wisest and the stupidest can remain unmoved... Only those who remain unmoved can have the last laugh. Otherwise, if they waver from side to side in the middle, they will be nothing but a joke."
Senior Sister Hong sighed, "With Junior Brother Fang over there, at least Mei'er and the others have a way out. They still despise the hardship... I've already reprimanded them and told them to stay in Qingyu Garden. Otherwise, when the real war starts and the sect calls them up, they won't even have time to cry."
…
Fang Xing ignored the disturbances in the outside world.
Instead, the disciples who had been making the most noise in the valley calmed down, which made him smell something different.
At the same time, he has actually been paying attention to external prices.
A lot can be seen from the rise and fall of some large materials needed for war.
For example... the sect's top leaders have been releasing true and false news to disrupt the market.
"It seems that we still have to fight, but before we do that, we need to deal with the merchants and people's hearts in our respective territories?"
After learning this, Fang Xing became more low-key.
This day.
A ray of light fell outside Qingyu Garden, revealing Fei Yong's figure.
His aura was heavy and condensed, and he had a sense of supernatural power. It was obvious that he had already established a foundation in Taoism.
With the sect's identity token as a Taoist disciple, he successfully entered the valley and came to Qingyu Garden.
"Huh?"
As soon as he landed, Fei Yong saw a disciple practicing his internal energy.
Hiss!
The strands of energy turned into thin needles and pierced the ladybug-like pests.
"This method of transforming Qi into needles is considered a big deal among the sect's disciples, but he is actually killing insects here?"
Fei Yong was slightly startled, and then he saw a woman in a red dress coming towards him. It was Dong Meir.
Compared to before, this girl was much more restrained and bowed: "Dong Meier greets the master uncle, may I know who the master uncle is?"
"It's understandable that you don't recognize me since I just forged my Dao foundation... I came to find Senior Brother Fang."
Fei Yong spoke.
"Uncle Fang has been practicing in the tree house..."
Dong Meir was good at seizing every opportunity to escape the fate of working in the fields, and said very attentively: "Let my nephew lead the way."
"Well, that's fine..."
Fei Yong didn't know all this, he just felt that the looks the disciples gave this female disciple were very meaningful.
He followed Dong Mei'er and soon arrived at the tree house, bowing respectfully: "Fei Yong greets Senior Brother!"
When Dong Meir saw this scene, she thought to herself: "It seems that this new Daoist master is the junior of Uncle Fang Xing, and they have a very close relationship..."
"Come in."
Following Fang Xing's voice, the tree house opened a hole on its own.
Fei Yong walked in immediately.
Dong Meir was about to catch up when she saw the trees that she had moved aside before were moved back. She could not help but make a bitter face and went back to farming.
…
"Greetings, Senior Brother!"
Fei Yong was not surprised to see Fang Xing wearing animal skin clothes, because he knew that this grandfather-like elder always liked to do so, so he bowed solemnly.
"Hmm... I didn't expect you to wait until now to build your foundation."
Fang Xing said casually, holding an evergreen sapling in his hand.
"One Dao Foundation Pill is not safe, so I exchanged it for a Dao Foundation Spirit Item from the sect... With the power of these two Dao Foundation Spirit Items, I was able to forge a Dao Foundation."
Fei Yong answered solemnly.
He has always been cautious in doing things. Now with the support of the entire Fei family, it should not be too difficult for him to save up for ten or twenty years and exchange it for a Taoist spiritual object.
"This... is considered safe."
Fang Xing nodded, and suddenly saw the black cloth on Fei Yong's arm. He was startled: "This is..."
"My grandmother was not in good health to begin with. After seeing me achieve my Dao foundation, she passed away with a smile on her face..."
Fei Yong's eyes reddened.
"Song Yunqian, she left too..."
Fang Xing was silent for a moment, deeply feeling the power of time: "Forget it... the dead are gone, we must always consider the living. You are now building the foundation of Taoism, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."
"Um?"
Fei Yong was stunned. “Brother, are you referring to the fact that our sect is about to go to war with the Blood Shadow Sect? Didn’t the outside world say that this was just a rumor? A lot of merchants who hoarded magic tools and elixirs went bankrupt, including the Lu family of Poison Dragon Slope…”
"Lv Feng also did this?!"
Fang Xing wanted to laugh: "This is indeed his style, greedy for small profits and forgetting righteousness... But there is no smoke without fire."
"There is no smoke without fire, there is no smoke without fire."
Fei Yong thought about it and his expression suddenly changed.
If the sect really wants to go to war with the Blood Shadow Sect, his newly-minted Taoist fighting force will inevitably be recruited!
"Even if we in Qingmuling want to go to war, it's with the Corpse Driving Sect... No, the Corpse Driving Sect has its own Feijian Sect to deal with it..."
Fei Yong seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead: "The sect is doing this, it is obvious that they are playing a big game. If I want to escape from the war, it will be counterproductive. For now, I can only fight back against the enemy..."
"You can think this way, which makes you much better than those who just focus on personal gain."
Fang Xing said: "I can still accept another Qi sensing laborer. If you have a Fei family member you want to protect, you can send one here."
"yes!"
Fei Yong stood up and saluted, looking truly convinced.
This Senior Brother Fang has never been competitive, but he always gains benefits quietly and rises rapidly. He is indeed a man of great destiny!
(End of this chapter)
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