Chapter 209 Xiao Qinglong Soup (Please Vote for Me)

The Xiaoqinglong soup is delicious. It is mainly made from the fins, tail and fish bones of the Xiaoqinglong. It also adds a variety of elixirs. It is very beneficial to the foundation-building monks to increase their magic power.

However, Fang Xi's cultivation was already in the middle stage of foundation building. Even if he drank a basin of 'Little Green Dragon Soup', it could only be compared to one or two months of meditation and Qi refining.

"I'll give you this soup..."

He looked at Xia Houying and Yan Hongxiu who were waiting on the left and right, and drank the remaining 'Little Green Dragon Soup' at will.

Both of these female cultivators have reached the peak of the sixth level of Qi refining early. If they get the help of Xiao Qinglong Tang's spiritual energy, they are very likely to break through the bottleneck in the later stages of Qi refining.

"Thank you, sir!"

Xia Houying and Yan Hongxiu happily agreed. After taking Xiaoqinglong Decoction, they quickly left and returned to the house, where they needed to meditate to refine their spiritual energy.

After all, this is a spiritual dish that can only be enjoyed by foundation-building monks, and it is still more effective for them.

Moreover, this opportunity is rare and must be seized.

After leaving the two maids, Fang Xi continued to eat wine and food.

The small green dragon skeleton was used to make green dragon soup, and large pieces of fish meat were made into fish breasts.

The fish breast slices are crystal clear, and they are served with various sauces, giving them different flavors.

Fang Xi took a sip of peach blossom stuffing and then took another bite of fish. She felt the cold spiritual energy spreading in her mouth with a slight sense of comfort, and smiled with satisfaction: "This is life..."

…

After drinking and eating, Fang Xi walked out of Changqing Pavilion, took a walk alone, and came to the foot of the demon tree.

At this time, this demonic tree was more than ten feet tall. Even the ‘Yimu Divine Thunder Formation’ could not cover it, and its huge canopy could be seen from a distance.

Regarding this tree, Fang Xi only said that it was the center of the formation on the island, and strictly prohibited any monks from approaching it.

Naturally, no one took the risk of offending the island owner to try the power of the Yimu Divine Thunder Formation.

Sometimes, telling only part of the truth is easier to deceive than lying!

"I have been cultivating immortality for a hundred years, and my close friends are half gone..."

Fang Xi sighed and came to the Demon Tree. She first fed Tai Sui with a large amount of spiritual fish and spiritual rice, and then cut off the fragrant Tai Sui meat for the Demon Tree to enjoy.

He has also eaten this second-level Tai Sui meat. It does taste very fragrant. It has a bit more texture than ordinary second-level monster meat. It is a delicacy in the world.

'When you reach your 100th birthday, you can cut dozens of pounds of Tai Sui meat, mix it with Xiao Qinglong soup, and entertain guests...'

Since you can raise the first little green dragon, you can naturally raise the second and third ones...

Fang Xi is still very confident about this.

If there is not enough time... then the worst thing is to give some blood to the green-horned fish dragon. As a demon clan that has awakened the dragon's bloodline, Daqing's blood can definitely stimulate the green jade carp to advance...

"I forgot about the real thing..."

After Fang Xi finished thinking, she took out the black 'Green Wood Seal'.

This seal is only the size of a child's fist and is square. There are blood-colored textures on the body of the seal. The handle of the seal is blurry, with only eight simple carving marks.

"Treasure Planting Technique!"

He recalled the mental formula of the 'Planting Treasure Art', kept making the formula with both hands, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the black wooden seal.

puff!

The Black Wood Seal was surrounded by a circle of blood light, and suddenly it greedily devoured a large amount of Qingmu Immortality Technique mana. The bloody lines on the surface were ready to move, absorbing all the blood light.

"Go!"

Fang Xi cast the last spell, and the black wooden seal fell on the trunk of the demon tree.

Stab!

A gap opened in the body of the demon tree, like a tree hole, swallowing the black wood seal.

After the black wooden seal disappeared, the hole in the tree disappeared again, which was very strange.

"That's me, I will sacrifice this spiritual root to the point where my mind and heart are unified, like a clone... Otherwise, the process of planting the treasure into the tree will never be too smooth..."

"Now that this demon tree is cultivating the black wood seal, it is equivalent to my clone refining the magic weapon. It has a different secret..."

"According to the 'Treasure Planting Technique', the most important thing about this kind of wood refining method is time. If it is only a few decades, the magic weapon will not have much power at all. It will take at least a hundred years to have a certain effect... But the demon tree Growth is no small matter, as long as there is enough flesh and blood, one year can be equivalent to ten years and a hundred years for ordinary spiritual trees... How will the power of my natal magic weapon be enhanced after thousands or ten thousand years of 'planting the treasure'?"

A trace of expectation appeared on Fang Xi's face, and she stretched out her palm and pressed it on the ferocious body of the demon tree, silently feeling something.

Suddenly, a hint of joy appeared on his face: "Open!"

The next moment, streaks of dark mist formed from around Dragon Fish Island, and blended with the gray mist of the 'Xuanmu Formation'.

However, this time, the black fog overwhelmed the gray fog, showing a gray-black color.

The entire Dragon Fish Island is looming in this layer of gray-black fog...

There is an inexplicable void being moved and transformed... but no monk can detect it!

"Growing for nearly ten years, the Demonic Domain of the Demonic Tree has made great progress..."

"The 'Nine Nether Black Wood Formation' is finally complete..."

A hint of joy flashed across Fang Xi's face: "At this time, this formation is definitely at the quasi-third level, and can be called the 'forbidden formation'... plus I am presiding over it, even the ancestor of the pill formation will find it difficult... uh ,never mind……"

He thought that the Song family was also guarded by a third-level formation, presided over by a formation master, and then was destroyed by the Xuantian Sect. It would be unlucky, so he stopped planting the flag.

"However, I am better than the Song family!"

Fang Xi thought for a while and touched the storage ring.

Wow!

Wooden puppets appeared one after another, their eyes were blank, and roots sprouted from their seven orifices.

In order to refine the foundation-building pill, he had almost consumed all the materials from the various demon kings he killed.

But later, in order to build Wei Yixi's foundation and Tai Sui's promotion, he went to the Great Liang world to get demon pills twice.

Every demon pill taken out means that at least several second-level demon beasts have lost their lives!

This is based on the premise that the demon king in the Great Liang world is extremely talented and has a relatively high shipment rate!

Therefore, Fang Xi has accumulated a lot of second-level monster materials in her hands.

By piecing together, you can pull out a second-level puppet army of nearly thirty heads, seven of which are main battle puppets, and the other twenty-three are indirectly controlled through the demon tree, and their movements are stiff and stiff.

Well, among the beast forms, there are also two human puppets wearing vine masks, Song Qing and Hua He, who are like huskies mixed in with the wolves.

Hiss!

A giant python with a hideous wound on its body was spitting out a letter when it was suddenly caught by the hanging vines of the demon tree and hung in the air.

Then, there was a beast with fiery red hair that looked like a lion...

The third head, the fourth head...

A total of twenty-three puppets were hung under the demon tree. If outside monks saw it, it would be a scene that would make them tremble.

However, all of this has been covered up by Fang Xi using the 'Nine Nether Black Wood Formation'. If you look at it from Dragon Fish Island, you can see at most the crown of the demon tree, but you can't see the tree body and vines at all.

And if you look from high above the outside, you will find a formation that looks like a large gray-black bowl, which has fallen down and enveloped the entire Dragon Fish Island!

"Well, after forming a world of its own, you still have to open a certain void every day to receive the light of the sun and the moon... which is a little troublesome."

Fang Xi thoughtfully said: "According to rumors, the real cave heaven and paradise are self-contained within, with the sun, moon, stars and spiritual energy, and all things forming a cycle... I am still far away from this step."

"Those who are in their own world can be called earthly immortals, right?"

"Once you enter the world, all laws are impervious to it. Cause and effect are all there?"

"Uh... As expected, we still need to work harder."

Withdrawing her mind forcibly, Fang Xi looked at the more than twenty puppets, thoughtfully.

He followed the path of wooden puppets, and in terms of the number of manipulations, he far exceeded ordinary puppet masters.

Strictly speaking, it is not him who controls the puppet, but the demon tree!

Only the seven main battle puppets with spiritual thoughts embedded in them are truly controlled by him.

"These second-level puppets are still a bit weak in protecting the body of the demon tree... After all, they are too rigid and rigid..."

"Well... if you want a tree to have flexible thoughts, you are really making things difficult for the tree."

Fang Xi laughed a little dumbly.

He looked at these puppets with a fire full of ambition in his eyes: "The idea of ​​using puppets to form a battle formation should be feasible..."

Fang Xi recalled the Song family's third level - the Heavenly Wolf Roaring Moon Formation!

"If this formation is broken up, and each second-level monster acts as the formation eye, and the power of thirty puppets is gathered... it should be possible to lay out part of the formation to summon the phantom of the Sirius..."

"It's just that there are still many problems, such as refining the third-level formation flag and formation disk... and exploring the formation of the mobile formation..."

"However, if it is just for protection, there is no need to move, as long as the formation flag can be activated..."

"At that time, the Nine Nether Black Wood Formation will protect Dragon Fish Island. Even if the ancestors of the Pill Formation forcefully break in, there will also be the 'Sirian Wolf Roaring Moon Formation' to greet them... Maybe by cooperating with the Forbidden Formation, they can keep the opponent?" "

"When it comes to defensive operations, the formation master is really too foul... No, I am too foul."

"In the Yue Kingdom, there are very few people who are stronger than me in terms of formations, and there may be people who are stronger than me in terms of puppets... But when it comes to the fusion of formations and puppets, there should be no one who is stronger than me."

"It is impossible for those second-level puppet masters to control so many second-level puppets. Their spiritual consciousness is completely insufficient. It would be almost enough to replace them with third-level puppet masters..."

"Huh... I have been planting trees for so long, and I finally feel at ease."

Fang Xi smiled.

At the age of 100, he finally had a stable foundation in the country of Yue.

The kind that not even Xuantian Sect can take away!

"Sure enough... planting trees to the end, everything you want?"

"Today, the completion of foundation building is nothing to me, only the bottleneck of forming pills remains..."

Fang Xi looked in the direction of Maple Leaf Island and touched her chin.

This time for his 100th birthday party, he didn't plan to make a big deal out of it. He just invited a few friends to enjoy the delicacies of spiritual rice.

I wonder... will Ruan Xingling come again?