Chapter 245 Spiritual Root Enhancement
In an elegant box in Chunhua Tower, Fang Qingyuan sat in the main seat, accompanied by Wan Sancai.
Beside Fang Qingyuan, there were several young women clinging to Fang Qingyuan. From time to time they would pick up the seasonal fruits on the table and feed them to Fang Qingyuan's mouth.
Fang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes and felt very happy in his heart. This was not only because of the beauty in front of him, but also because of the outbreak of the demonic tide.
"Brother Jia, you haven't been to Chunhua Building for a long time. There have been many familiar faces here in the past three years, and some of them have never forgotten you."
Wan Sancai Now compared to three years ago, he looks more prosperous, and the magical instruments he wears have also been replaced by several fine pieces.
In the past three years, Wan Sancai has cooperated with Fang Qingyuan and earned a lot of spiritual stones. Although the blood pill bait is not a big deal, it is still more profitable than Wan Sancai's previous days.
Listening to Wan Sancai's compliments, Fang Qingyuan smiled lightly. Three years ago, he composed a poem casually. Unexpectedly, it became exclusive to those seven maids, which greatly increased their worth.
Some wealthy guests listened to this poem and named seven people to serve him.
Fang Qingyuan was speechless that one of his poems could achieve such an effect. However, this matter only became popular for a few months before he became depressed. After all, monks always only focus on things related to their own practice. This kind of kindness is just a mirror in the mirror.
"Old Wan, how far has the demonic tide in the outer sea developed?"
Fang Qingyuan sipped his tea and casually asked what he was thinking. In the past two years or so, , he has been staying in Evergreen Garden to practice peacefully, and has not come out to inquire about the information in person, so the information is somewhat blocked.
Wan Sancai was shocked, and then showed off
"The two Yuan Ying ancestors invited by the Tie Feng Beast Control Sect, one of them also brought a giant Yuan Ying. In addition to the crocodile, the original island owner's Nascent Soul companion beast, and the inspector of the Great Zhou Academy who came to investigate the case, there were suddenly five Nascent Soul monks on this small Tiefeng Island, which was really rare in the world.
Now these five ancestors have led the army to attack the initial island where the demonic tide broke out. According to rumors, everything is going well and they will return victorious soon."
After hearing this, Fang Qingyuan sneered in his heart. A remnant of the demon sect who had hidden his head and tail, must now know what an iron fist is.
"By the way, I asked you to find out before, is there any news about the foundation-building monks who have disappeared in recent years?"
Fang Qingyuan asked casually. He had guessed before that, in the past two and a half years, During the period of time, if he stayed within the sphere of influence of the Beast Control Sect and did not come out, the Demonic Cult monks would not be able to catch him and would most likely change their targets.
“Several people are missing, but they all seem to have been lost during exploration. The most recent one among them was a monk with a water spiritual root. About half a year ago, he was invited to go on an overseas expedition. The soul lantern he left behind later was After it was extinguished, it was known that he was dead."
The monks with the soul lamp also took action. It seems that these demon cultivators really can't find a suitable water element.A monk.
Fang Qingyuan pondered for a moment, and then smiled casually, thinking that this disaster was over.
The outbreak of demonic tide in the outer sea must have been caused by the awakening of the demon lord of the demon cult’s sacrifice.
But what does all this have to do with my small fourth-level casual cultivator? No matter how powerful the demon lord is, he still has five Nascent Souls to stand up to him.
Even if these five Nascent Soul cultivators are no match, if they all fall, then the ones who come next time may be the five transformed gods.
After thinking about this, Fang Qingyuan had another thought in his mind. It has been almost three years since he came to the Iron Wind Islands, but he still has no clue about his real purpose.
How could I find out the secret of a late-stage Jindan monk so easily? Of course, it was because I was too cowardly to go out in the past three years.
Calculating the time, a new round of development war on the Baishan side is probably about to begin.
Could it be that Lechuan saw that he was not good at fighting and sent him away on purpose, just to find an excuse?
Fang Qingyuan was a little confused, even though he knew Zhao Eulian's secret , how useful will it be then?
After returning from Chunhua Tower, Fang Qingyuan came to the quiet room. His mood was not very high, but when he came to the Immortal Mansion, he suddenly became furious.
"Jinbao, what are you doing?"
In front of a formation, Jinbao was secretly trying to break the formation, while Yinbao was cheering from the side.
In the formation, hundreds of purple spirit fish were swimming around happily, unaware that there was a fat bear outside who was drooling over them.
Hearing Fang Qingyuan's voice, Jinbao subconsciously covered his ears and ran away quickly.
But Yinbao flew aside leisurely, pretending that everything had nothing to do with me.
You Jinbao, you dare to take advantage of my purple spirit crystal fish. You really want to make hob meat because of your rough skin and thick flesh.
Fang Qingyuan felt his inner fire soaring. The two hundred acres of ginseng had been planted more than a year ago. Subsequently, Jinbao and the three little guys fell into a stage of doing nothing.
In the purple bamboo forest, Fang Qingyuan didn't want them to go too much, so as not to affect the bee mother's alchemy. Although the Immortal Mansion had an area of 400 acres, the three little guys would inevitably get bored after a long time.
So everything in this fairy mansion became a source of fun for the three of them.
As the boldest kid among the three primary schools, Jinbao destroyed the black-hearted lotus pond planted by Fang Qingyuan, then caught mussels and beat up iron rats.
It can be said that he has always done bad things. Now he actually attacks the Purple Spirit Crystal Fish that Fang Qingyuan has carefully cared for. It is really too arrogant.
Looking at the half-dismantled formation, Fang Qingyuan frowned tightly. This golden treasure is very talented. It has its own magical power, the Delusion-breaking Golden Eyes, which can be immune to seeing through objects lower than its own level. Under the position, all techniques that affect the mind.
Although the formation I have set up now is a second-level mid-level one, with Jin Bao, as long as I give it enough time, it can be digged.
We can’t go on like this. It seems we can’t let Jinbao sit idle.
On the second day, Fang Qingyuan went out to Fang City and spent a thousand low-grade spiritual stones to buy a set of first-grade low-grade weapon refining inheritance and threw it in front of Jinbao.
At this time, Jinbao still doesn’t know what is waiting for him.
The next day, accompanied by the sound of hammering, Fang Qingyuan came to the purple bamboo forest. When the bee mother saw him, she immediately raised her tail.
"The second-level high-grade Red Heart Flame Furnace I want"
Fang Qingyuan was a little embarrassed. This Red Heart Flame Furnace is a high-level alchemy furnace recorded in the alchemy inheritance. , although Fang Qingyuan can afford it, there is no ready stock on Tiefeng Islands.
Second-level high-grade alchemy furnaces are not big cabbages. You can buy them if you want them. Each of these furnaces has a name. You must either wait for other alchemy masters to change hands, or hire a skilled refiner. The teacher takes action.
It is too natural to expect to just go to a shop and buy it with spirit stones. For such high-level resources, spirit stones are not omnipotent.
However, Fang Qingyuan did not want to tell Mother Bee about these reasons.
"In a while, the annual Tiefeng Island auction will begin. There should be alchemy furnaces for sale. I will let you pick one."
"Ah, is it true? Thank you Master, but if the stove is changed, the price of the three thousand blood energy pills cannot be changed."
"It doesn't change. If it's three thousand, it's three thousand. I promised you."
With a few words, Mother Bee was made happy. When Mother Bee continued to practice the elixir with great interest, Fang Qingyuan withdrew.
Hey, raising my own spiritual beasts feels like raising a daughter. Are other disciples of the Beast Control Sect the same?
Am I going astray? Do you want to go? Zongshan should look for the Beast Control Manual and study it
With this question in mind, Fang Qingyuan fell into practice, but just after Fang Qingyuan started to run the technique, he opened his eyes in surprise.
Just now he felt that his cultivation speed had accelerated a bit, and Fang Qingyuan immediately took out the magic weapon for testing spiritual roots and began to test it.
After a moment, Fang Qingyuan laughed out loud. After these years of unremitting persistence and the newly planted more than 200 acres of ginseng land, his wood spirit root qualifications have finally increased a little.
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