Chapter 276: The First Sword of Pill Formation (Congratulations to the Leader of Xinhuitianmi!)

In the peach blossom forest.

Most of the guests on Dragon Fish Island left, and it seemed a little bleak compared to the previous bustle.

"They're all gone...it's okay to go."

Fang Xi was half leaning under a peach blossom tree, holding a jade slip in her hand, and was meditating.

This is the follow-up technique to the 'Ku Rong Jue' that the old ghost gave him, and it also contains the 'immortality technique'.

Although it was generally consistent with what he had learned, some of the details and descriptions of the passes still benefited Fang Xi a lot.

"Sure enough, most of the techniques have pitfalls. In other words, the secrets are passed down by word of mouth without leaving any words... In the 'Kurong Jue' technique that I obtained before, there was not even a single word about the 'Yimu Dharma Body'... If it were anything else, The monks don’t know the inside story, but they practice to the late stage of elixir formation. That would be too cheating..."

"It's a pity... Even in the ancient Qingdi Mountain, it seems that those who have cultivated the 'Eternal Evergreen Body' are very rare, and there may not even be any... The annotation on the 'Immortality Technique' only reaches the 'Yimu Dharmakaya' part at the highest level!"

"But even so, some speculations about this kind of immortal body are enough to benefit me a lot."

Fang Xi sighed silently.

After so many years of cultivating the 'Yimu Dharmakaya', logically speaking, no matter how difficult it is to develop the 'Eternal Green Body', there should be some feedback.

But he still doesn't feel anything!

"The Taoist body that is bound to become an immortal cannot be easily cultivated..."

"According to the key points, it is speculated that either the spiritual root level is not enough, or the spiritual veins are insufficient..."

"Eternal green...after all, it is the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror. It's time to wake up from the dream."

Fang Xi pointed her hand, and a stream of cyan light flew out, it was the Qinghe Sword!

Holding the Green He Sword in his arms, he walked step by step to the forbidden area and saw the towering demon tree.

"The first sword to form a pill is to kill your own people first!"

"No, I'll kill myself first."

Fang Xi sighed, holding the Qinghe Sword, and the golden elixir in his body swirled around, and the terrifying elixir-level mana surged out and poured into the Qinghe Sword.

The Qinghe Sword let out a long groan, and the golden lines on the sword's body lit up, bursting out with dazzling light.

This third-level magic weapon-level flying sword originally had to be in the hands of a pill-forming monk to complement each other!

In Fang Xi's hands at this time, a sword light suddenly burst out that was even more dazzling than before!

Fang Xi held the Qinghe Sword and waved it gently!

The dazzling sword light slashed towards the void above the demon tree...!

After all, the demon tree is Fang Xi's clone, and he killed himself because he was stupid.

Fang Xi's eyes flashed with purple light, and what she was slashing towards was the connection between the demon tree and herself established by the 'immortality technique' in the void!

Wave!

The green sword light streaked through the void and then rose into the sky, dispelling the black mist of the demon tree.

Even without stopping all the way, the thick clouds were cut straight away, allowing the dazzling sunshine to shine down...

Fang Xi felt empty in her heart, as if she had lost something important.

He knew that this was the feeling of loss caused by the interruption of the great cycle between himself and the 'Demon Tree'.

After all, the two parties have been in contact for nearly a hundred years!

"This time the 'immortality technique' is still not perfect..."

He murmured, looked at the demonic tree in front of him that blocked the sky, took back the 'Green He Sword', and fell into deep thought.

Then, Fang Xi opened his mouth and spit out a jet of black light.

This stream of light fell in the mid-air, emitting mysterious fluctuations in the rotation of glory and glory. It was a dark wooden seal magic weapon, which was the seal of life and death!

"This seal was originally made from the branches of the ancestral demon tree. Then, it was refined into individual demon trees. It complements each other even more. I don't know how much power it will increase."

Following Fang Xi's thought, the huge demon tree began to tremble.

Roots were pulled out from the ground one by one, and the entire Dragon Fish Island was shaking.

Many mortals looked at the cracked earth and the dancing black roots, and were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, thinking that some kind of disaster was coming!

Even those who were cultivating immortals in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages looked at the scenes across the island with their mouths wide open and at a loss.

But Fang Xi didn't care at all.

After seeing the Demonic Tree retracting its layers of roots, and the huge vines and air roots almost filling the space, he rotated his hands and punched the seals one after another into the 'Seal of Life and Death'.

The magic weapon of the Seal of Life and Death roared and came to the top of the Demonic Tree, emitting circles of dark waves and covering the Demonic Tree!

"rise!"

With the full cooperation of the Demonic Tree, Fang Xi penetrated the trunk of the tree with a spell. The tree began to shrink, and the roots curled up and were all buried inside the 'Seal of Life and Death'.

As a magic weapon, it naturally has some magical powers, big and small.

What Fang Xi did was to completely refine the demon tree, making it lose its vitality and turn it into magic weapon material!

Finally, he was completely integrated into the ‘Seal of Life and Death’.

Seeing the 'Seal of Life and Death' swallowing the demon tree and beginning to expand rapidly, like a black hill tens of feet high, Fang Xi's mouth showed a smile, and sprayed out wisps of green elixir fire, coiling around the bottom of the seal mountain and the All around, another sacrifice begins...

…

A few months later.

Fang Xi opened her eyes.

I saw that the 'Seal of Life and Death' in the blue elixir fire had returned to the size of a fist, and the dark color on the surface seemed to have increased a few points, and even became as gentle as jade, with a sense of weight.

The originally vague position of the Yin Niu gradually became clear.

The seal button, also known as the "print nose" and "print head", is the carving and decoration on the top of the seal.

Originally it was still very vague, but after Fang Xi's carving, a hint of style gradually emerged.

It is the shape of a horned dragon that seems to be formed by the air roots and vines of the demon tree, entangled and twisted with each other!

"Actually... this magic weapon is called the 'Wood Dragon Seal', which seems quite appropriate. Forget it, let's call it the Seal of Life and Death..."

Fang Xi slowly finished her work and took the magic weapon back to her dantian, with a hint of joy on her face.

"Now this 'Life and Death Seal', even if it does not use the 'Withering Mysterious Light', is incredibly powerful based on its material alone. It should be comparable to a top-level magic weapon that has been cultivated for hundreds of years by monks in the middle and late stages of elixir formation." Alright?"

"In the early stage of the battle of pill formation, once used, the victory should be established."

After refining the magic weapon, Fang Xi stretched her body and felt extremely relaxed.

Although he has not yet left Dragon Fish Island, his mind is extremely clear and he feels an unprecedented sense of relief.

"I'm free again..."

"There are so many places I want to go, so I have to plan them all..."

"This Dragon Fish Island is no longer suitable for my practice."

"There is still Tai Sui, let's send him back to Da Liang first..."

Fang Xi thought slowly, her eyes gradually becoming cold.

…

Half a month later.

In front of Evergreen Pavilion.

"You said...the island owner suddenly summoned us, why?"

Tai Shuhong looked at the other three foundation-building monks and communicated with Zhong Hongyu’s spiritual consciousness.

"How do I know what the island owner is thinking?"

But Zhong Hongyu said directly: "I wonder what Hong Keqing has to say?"

Yuan Feihong looked at Hai Daniu, who was standing in awe, and a few Qi Refining Managers who had some respect, and smiled calmly: "The Golden Elixir celebration has passed, and the Elixir Formation Ancestors have probably re-divided their spheres of influence. The island owner should have obtained I have a third-level spiritual vein and prepare to arrange the migration... It is not impossible to even establish a sect."

While several people were having a heated discussion, suddenly the door of Changqing Pavilion opened, and Yan Ying and several maids walked out, with tears on their faces: "Island Master... let you in!"

Yuan Feihong felt that something was wrong.

Each of these maids was carrying packages on their backs, and they also had a storage bag in their hands. Could it be...

But he had no time to think too much. He entered the hall of Changqing Pavilion with Hai Daniu, Zhong Hongyu, and Tai Shuhong, and saw Jin Dan Zhenren sitting at the top.

"Meet the real person!"

Several foundation builders were the first to salute, followed by the Qi Refining stewards.

"Well, no need..."

Fang Xi casually took a sip of spiritual tea and said: "I am about to travel far away to the central area of ​​the Southern Wilderness Cultivation World. I don't know if I will be here for several years, decades, or even hundreds of years. Naturally, some things must be arranged. …”

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Feihong and other foundation builders' expressions changed.

Especially Yuan Feihong, who might still have some sweet dreams of returning to Baize Fairy City, felt depressed at this time.

Fang Xi is a monk who can only build a foundation when he is sixty years old, and can only build an elixir when he is almost two hundred years old.

Didn't he feel that his potential was exhausted and he had no way forward after he was lucky enough to break through the core formation, so he gave up practice completely and enjoyed the glory of a high-level monk?

Why is this person's heart toward the Tao so firm?

It seems that the summoning of the maid before was to pay severance pay?

"Island owner...can I come with you?"

Zhong Hongyu took a step forward and prayed.

"The journey to the Yuan Kingdom is very dangerous, and the foundation-building monks are a burden!"

Fang Xi did not refuse directly, but her meaning was extremely obvious.

Although he was not planning to go on a long journey, if he wanted to deceive possible enemies, he had to deceive his own people first.

Zhong Hongyu took a few steps back with a look of despair and returned to the crowd.

Fang Xi's eyes remained firm: "From today on, many matters on the island will be handed over to Hongyu. From now on, I will also hand over the hub of the 'Xuanmu Formation' to her... I also need to trouble Yuan Xiaoyou to be around." Help one or two.”

"It is our duty." Yuan Feihong could only firmly agree to Jin Dan's request.

Tai Shuhong's eyes dimmed, but he didn't dare to refute at all.

Knowing that the Zhong family won the battle over Dragon Fish Island in the end.

"As for the matters in Wandao Lake? You guys will discuss it with Liu Sanqi and Yan Dongqing..."

…

After dismantling the demon tree and the third-level formation, Fang Xi handled the matter quickly.

After sorting out many things on Longyu Island one by one, on a sunny morning.

As the sun rises, a cliff on Longyu Island is filled with densely packed immortal cultivators.

"That's it, there's no need to give it away anymore..."

Fang Xi gave instructions, and the Green-horned Fish Dragon immediately flew out and landed at his feet.

One person and one dragon took advantage of the sunshine and headed south smoothly...

Regardless of the many monks behind him who bowed deeply to each other...

…

The flying speed of Green Horned Fish Dragon is pretty good among foundation-building monks.

But in Fang Xi's opinion, it was just a stick.

After leaving Wandao Lake, he patted the spirit beast bag on his waist and put away the Green-horned Fish Dragon. The escaping light immediately became as if it were not there. He circled in mid-air and headed towards Wandao Lake. go……