Chapter 187 Wangyue Mountain (Please Subscribe)

A few months later.

Baize Fairy City gradually returned to its usual hustle and bustle.

For monks, death is normal. As long as Baize Immortal City still produces foundation-building pills, more casual cultivators will soon come from the Three Kingdoms to form the bottom layer of Baize Immortal City.

However, Baifeng Mountain did not break the promise, and the great rewards that began after the war made every monk who survived after participating in the war smile with joy.

In this joyful celebration, there is only a little bit of surprise.

That was the group of monks who looked down on Baize Immortal City, gave up too many assets, and then used various means to escape.

At this time, everyone was complaining and regretting it.

Peach Blossom Pavilion.

"Humph, that person is kneeling and crying outside again. It's really annoying!"

Jin Ling came back from the outer door with a gloomy look on his face.

"Is it that Dongmen Ying?"

Wei Yixi also showed disgust.

Back then, Dongmen Ying came to sell the store, and Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling actually bought it.

Then, it is said that this person borrowed a lot of foreign debt, and finally collected 10,000 battle merits and exchanged it for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

But things went wrong after that.

Bai Zexian City is still there and has not been destroyed by the beast tide!

In addition, Dongmen Ying took the Foundation Building Pill and went into seclusion for three months, but the Foundation Building still failed!

As a result, he was almost forced to death by the Dongmen family!

This man had no choice but to come to Taohua Pavilion and beg on his knees, hoping that Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling could return the store to him.

After all, when she first purchased it, Fang Xi asked Dongmenying to go to Baifeng Mountain to transfer the ownership. Now, the Alchemy Pavilion really has nothing to do with it.

"I see……"

Fang Xi, who had just come out of seclusion, heard this and found it interesting, so she walked out of Peach Blossom Pavilion.

I saw Dongmenying's hair turned gray and he was kneeling on the roadside.

When he saw Fang Xi coming out, he immediately kowtowed: "Shangxiu... please show mercy and return the ancestral property to the Dongmen clan..."

"Well, the foundation building failed, both Qi and blood were lost, and even the cultivation level fell back to the middle stage of Qi refining..."

The Foundation Establishment Pill can only guarantee survival if the Foundation Establishment fails, but there are also other side effects such as a great loss of vitality.

This Dongmen Ying's one seems to be particularly violent.

Fang Xi commented lightly, and when she heard Dongmenying's words, she immediately laughed angrily: "You sold your ancestral property and purchased the Foundation Establishment Pill... Could it be that I forced you to do it?"

"You mistakenly believed the rumors, or... you used the rumors to force the Dongmen clan to agree to give up selling off their ancestral property, and then fight to build the foundation... Regardless of the subsequent decline of Baize Immortal City or the success of Qi's foundation building, as long as both succeed, Or, you have won... but neither of those things happened, so what's the use of crying and begging again?"

"senior……"

When Dongmenying wanted to say more, he heard Fang Xi say coldly: "Also, although you are kneeling, you seem to be forcing yourself with force. Is it really shameful to build a foundation? Even though the fairy city has the rules of the fairy city and no internal fighting is allowed, but You sell your ancestral property, abandon Baize Fairy City, even if you die on your knees at Peach Blossom Pavilion or at the foot of Baifeng Mountain, let’s see who will take action for you?”

"well said!"

Along with the words, a feathered snake with six wings fell from the sky.

Followed by this, there is also a powerful hand.

Snapped!

Dongmenying was slapped away and fell on the street, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Feihong jumped off the back of the spirit beast and glared at Dongmenying: "You villains, Brother Fang doesn't bother to take action, but I can! You are not from the inner city and you are not allowed to stay without reason. Don't force me to kill you!"

As a member of the White Peak Mountains, he is naturally a member of the law enforcement team.

After hearing what Yuan Feihong said, Dongmenying finally turned pale and left like a bereaved dog.

"Brother Yuan, why are you here?"

Fang Xi was a little surprised and stepped forward to greet him.

"Of course I came here to reward my merits...Brother Fang also accumulated a lot of merits by refining the alchemy before, and then the two thunder-horned pythons, which are second-level mid-level monsters."

Yuan Feihong smiled and said: "Fairy Taoling next door exchanged her military exploits for a bottle of elixir that is very helpful for cultivation. I wonder what Brother Fang wants to exchange for?"

Fang Xi invited Yuan Feihong into the cave and asked Jin Ling to serve tea.

He glanced at the battle merit list and immediately smiled: "Just replace it with the 'Earth Flame Crystal'..."

"oh?"

Yuan Feihong seemed a little surprised, but still took out a golden crystal stone from the storage bag.

"This earth flame crystal is the best material for refining spiritual weapons. It seems that Brother Fang is interested in Fairy Taoling. Haha, they are a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven!"

Yuan Feihong and Fang Xi chatted some more about cultivation, drank a few sips of spiritual tea, and then left.

When I left, I wanted to say something.

But in the end, he still sighed quietly and said nothing.

…

White Peak Mountain.

Ouyang Zhen was still very busy, and even covered his lips from time to time and coughed lightly.

During the beast tide, he crossed the great realm to activate the third-level magic weapon. How could he not pay the price?

What's more, the soldiers were fierce and dangerous, fighting fiercely for several months, and many people were injured, even to the point of losing their vitality and foundation.

"Junior brother, are you here?"

Suddenly, Ouyang Zhen paused his pen and saw Yuan Feihong.

"Well, the merit reward has been basically completed... However, many monks have rejected our solicitation... including Fairy Peach Bell."

Yuan Feihong reported in detail, and finally seemed to be unable to bear it and said: "Actually, senior brother... this Fairy Taoling has a good relationship with Fang Xi, and her disciple has also successfully built a foundation recently... If she joins our Baize Fairy City, then Just three more foundation builders were added at once... But because of Fang Xi, he had a bad impression of us and had no intention of becoming a guest. This loss is too great..."

Recently, Fang Xi has gradually become less famous in the field of alchemy, and her sword killing of mid-stage foundation-building monsters has been widely praised. Of course, these two brothers also know about it.

Yuan Feihong's voice continued: "If we could have..."

"No need to say it."

Ouyang Zhen waved his hands, his expression not very good.

Although the beast tide is over, the Baifeng Mountain lineage and the guests of Xiancheng have suffered heavy casualties and are in urgent need of replenishment.

Unexpectedly, we would encounter such a situation.

After Yuan Feihong left, Ouyang Zhen's face turned purple, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, turning the white paper in front of him red, and murmured to himself: "Could it be that... I was really wrong?"

…

In the training room.

Fang Xi played with the 'Earth Flame Crystal' in her hand, silently lost in thought.

He chose this weapon refining material not because he wanted to please Ruan Xingling, but because it would be useful to him.

"Some treasure patterns are not suitable for inscribing formations by nature, such as the 'Longitudinal Golden Light Treasure Pattern'... Once moved, the formation will fall apart..."

While moving at high speed, it is really difficult to keep the formation flags and formation disks from changing positions and angles.

"My formation cultivation is still too shallow. I am just a second-level high-grade formation mage. If it is those who really rely on strength to improve, or even a third-level formation mage, then everything can be formed into an formation, and there will definitely be a solution. I'm a mechanical person, I just can't figure it out..."

"This treasure pattern is still more suitable for refining into a flying escape type spiritual weapon...but there are still some problems."

Fang Xi tossed the spar casually and frowned gradually:

"The level of the treasure pattern is too high, and it requires at least third-level spiritual materials to carry it... The Earth Flame Crystal is already the highest I can touch, and it is only a second-level high-grade material... In this way, we can only lower the requirements and refine that kind of A spiritual weapon with a number of uses!"

"Even so, the requirements for refiners are very high, at least a second-level high-grade weapon refiner is required!"

Ruan Xingling may not even meet this requirement.

Even if she did, Fang Xi wouldn't dare to look for this woman anymore.

After all, last time it was just a spiritual mark, but this time it was a treasure mark. The two are completely different!

With this girl's intelligence, it was easy to guess that he was hiding something!

"But I'm really not good at refining weapons... Should I switch to studying the way of talismans? Well, this treasure pattern matches the talisman quite well... Is it the 'Golden Light Talisman of Vertical Land'? I feel like I have a lot to do!"

It's a pity that even though he mastered Chen Ping's quasi-third-level talisman inheritance, he didn't pay much attention to it.

My own attainments in talismans have always been around the first level.

After all, practicing, refining elixirs, studying formations, and occasionally going to the Fragmented World have already taken up too much of Fang Xi's energy, and she really can no longer supplement the art of talismans.

"Remember it first, hold off..."

Fang Xi rubbed her eyebrows.

Even after cultivating spiritual consciousness, a monk can be compared to a little genius, but it is still very difficult to improve the various skills of cultivating immortals to a certain level.

His current formation attainments are completely wrong.

As for his alchemy attainment, he is only around the second-level mid-level level.

As for the puppet, it is even more miserable to stay at the quasi-second level.

The rest are even more miserable.

But in fact, these achievements have surpassed many old foundations that have lived for more than a hundred years.

…

Move forward slightly in time.

Wangyue Mountain.

This mountain is the ancestral land of the Song family of the Yue Kingdom, and there is a third-level low-grade spiritual vein in it!

The ancestors of a certain generation of the Song family moved their whole family here, and then through the hard work of generations of Song family members, this place became their base camp.

A ray of light like moonlight always shrouds the mountain of Wangyue Mountain, in which the bright moon hanging in the sky and the silver wolf galloping and roaring can be vaguely seen.

The third-level low-grade—Sirian Wolf Howling Moon Formation!

This formation stands on the third-level spiritual veins, is connected with the earth veins, and forms a world of its own. As a second-level formation mage, and the ancestor of the Song family who has perfected the foundation is personally in charge, even the ancestor of the pill formation is difficult to break!

"My lord... something bad has happened!"

This day.

A stream of light hurriedly flew over, revealing one of the middle-aged Zhu Ji with a sinister face.

He quickly entered Wangyue Mountain City and came outside the hall, holding a flying sword in his hand to pass the message.

"What happened?"

The head of the Song family, Song Zhongjie, who had reached the middle stage of foundation building, turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of the middle-aged monk.

"Third brother, Baize Immortal City came to report. Ancestor Jiang appeared in Baize Immortal City, destroyed the beast herd, and killed the third-level demon king Golden Crown Lei Peng... The beast disaster in Baize Immortal City will be solved."

"this……"

Song Zhongjie held the flying sword to pass the letter, and with a sweep of his consciousness, his expression changed slightly: "What about the third-level demon elixir?"

"Only the two Alchemy Ancestors can discuss this kind of thing, how do outsiders know?" Zhuji with a sinister face smiled bitterly: "But in the worst case scenario, Xuantian Sect may produce a fake Alchemy monk!"

"Damn it!"

Song Zhongjie crushed the flying sword in his hand and asked: "Is it possible that the ambitions of generations of our Song family will be difficult to realize in this generation?"

Originally, the Xuantian Sect was in decline, and Ancestor Jiang was getting old.

The ancestor of the Song family still retains a trace of potential to attack the golden elixir.

When one day, ancestor Jiang runs out of life and passes away, and the ancestor of the Song family successfully forges the elixir, then the Song family will become the number one family in the Yue Kingdom, and can completely annex all the resources and power of the Xuantian Sect!

It is precisely because of this that the nearby immortal cultivating forces often give the Song family face.

But now... Xuantian Sect can produce a fake elixir, and things have changed.

The Xuantian Sect's mountain-protecting formation will only be stronger than the Heavenly Wolf's Roaring Moon Formation! After all, the fake elixir is more superior than the foundation-building perfect magical power.

Even if the ancestor of the Song family successfully formed the elixir, the most he could do was fight against the Xuantian Sect in the Yue Kingdom.

"How is our ancestor?"

The sinister-looking Song Family Foundation Builder asked again: "Now that Xuantian Sect has inherited it, I'm afraid that Old Ghost Jiang will fight us to the death!"

"Don't be afraid, as long as we stick to the formation, we will be fine..."

Song Zhongjie let out a sigh of relief. Only he knew that the ancestors of the Song family had not only been in seclusion all year round, but even decades ago, they did not dare to leave Wangyue Mountain City even half a step!