Immortality

Chapter 91: Harming Others to Benefit Yourself, Qi Refining Level

According to Taoist Shishan.

The old alchemist, whose Taoist name was "Gu Yao", could refine twenty first-grade golden pills in a month.

"That means opening two batches of pills, ten pills in each batch."

After hearing this, Fang Sheng already knew how to deal with it.

He found Zhao Miaoyan.

Just a brief account of what happened.

Zhao Miaoyan was so angry that he slammed the table:

"The He family again!"

"Brother Fang, just tell me, what are we going to do next?"

When the He family besieged Ziyan Valley, Zhao Miaoyan was forced to hide in a panic.

He still remembers the panic he felt at that time.

Now, when he heard that the He family used this method just to target Fang Sheng, he was even more furious.

"From now on, I will have people burn all the letters sent by the He family midway. As long as it is a commission issued by their clansmen, the Dao Alliance will demand extra kickbacks..."

Zhao Miaoyan chattered incessantly.

It was naturally impossible for him to destroy the He family.

However, in some small aspects, he was able to use his connections to make the He family feel disgusted.

The king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

That's what I meant.

Zhao Miaoyan’s backers are Foundation Establishment Seed and the Wine-loving Taoist, and behind them are the four elders of the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance.

Even if the He family found out, they wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

After all, the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance is the number one foundation-building force in the East Vein.

Listening to Zhao Miaoyan's various methods.

Fang Sheng felt that he was a little extreme.

"Water and fire, this approach only harms others and does not benefit yourself."

"Do you still remember how the He family dealt with the Zheng family?"

Fang Sheng said meaningfully.

If it were a dozen years ago, Zhao Miaoyan would have been completely confused.

Now he could understand immediately:
"Brother Fang, are you saying that we have taken over the old alchemist's alchemy furnace?"

At that time, the He family used a large number of orders to occupy all of the Zheng family's alchemy furnaces and alchemists and exploited them madly.

Now Fang Sheng plans to use the same method.

He nodded slightly:
"That's right. A top-grade golden elixir costs one hundred spirit stones, and the cost of the materials and the alchemist is only fifty spirit stones. Moreover, the He family only charges half the price now..."

Speaking of it.

Zhao Miaoyan's eyes were shining.

"That is to say, as long as we occupy that alchemy furnace and resell the elixirs, we can make at least 10,000 spirit stones a year!"

"Brother Fang, this is really hurting others and benefiting yourself... Bah, this is really smart!"

"I can't even afford to take so much in a whole year..."

This kind of thinking is nothing to Fang Sheng.

Besides, it’s not like other people couldn’t think of it.

Most of the time, they don’t dare to do it.

Unless they also have the support of the foundation-building seeds and foundation-building elders of the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance behind them.

Zhao Miaoyan has obtained spiritual stones over the years.

In fact, more than 80% of it went into Anling Dao, or even into the pocket of the fourth elder.

This is how he was able to secure his position.

This was also the reason why Fang Sheng repeatedly tried to persuade Zhao Miaoyan to stop.

People in this position never have a good ending.

Thereafter.

Fang Sheng patiently explained other details to Zhao Miaoyan, asking him to use Anling Dao's tiger skin to act...

At the same time, there is no need to hide your identity as the mastermind.

In Fang Sheng's opinion, the conflict between himself and the He family is irreconcilable.

The He family has set their sights on the independent cultivator from Taihua.

The same is true for myself.

When there is a fundamental conflict of interest, not only is it impossible to reconcile the contradiction, it is even impossible to hide it.

……

Farewell Zhao Miaoyan.

Fang Sheng looked into the distance at the deep lake. The huge floating fairy island in the lake looked like a crane spreading its wings.

The He family’s ancestor Dingfeng is among them now.

After today, I have directly offended the He family.

"However, as long as this person doesn't take action, my life should be safe."

"Even if it's Master He..."

Abbot He practices the dual methods of gold and water.

Unfortunately, both of these attributes are restrained by Fang Sheng.

The Zhu Yuan spiritual fire can melt the golden spiritual power and magical instruments. Coupled with the water-repelling ability, there is no need to worry about water magic.

A cultivator's combat power mostly comes from spells and magic weapons, with some talismans as supplements at most.

Fang Sheng is confident.

Even on the water, Master He could do nothing to him.

If they were in deep water, Master He would end up like Taoist Fu Zhang when facing him.

For the sake of Daoguo progress, this small risk is worth it.

The next day.

A piece of news reached Master He, and his face became gloomy.

"An Lingdao wants the ancient medicine master to help him make pills?"

"Why did he, a member of the Dao League, suddenly target us?" "According to intelligence, this was instigated by Fang Qingyang, and An Lingdao wanted to take the opportunity to resell the golden elixir..."

"Fang Qingyang?"

Master He's face became increasingly gloomy.

Since this person came to Shenhufang City, he has clearly not done anything out of the ordinary.

But it's like a stone that always gets in the way of my plans.

The Zheng family's alchemy workshop has always been kept by him.

Now, it has hindered his plan to win over the Taihua cultivators...

Moreover, I always think of Fang Sheng.

Master He always thinks of the Taoist jade plaque that this person wears around his waist every day.

Others don't know it, but he knows it.

The real owner of the jade tablet has been practicing in seclusion outside the market for the past few years, waiting for the water monster to appear.

“It’s…disgusting!”

Master He let out a long sigh.

He now also felt the helplessness of the Zheng family at that time.

Faced with An Lingdao's request, it was really difficult for him to refuse.

The world of cultivating immortals is not just about fighting and killing.

As a family monk, he must consider issues from the perspective of power.

Now, for this little bit of spirit stones, he rejected An Lingdao's request.

If An Lingdao succeeds in building a foundation in the future, the He family will only suffer greater losses.

In front of the Eight Directions Taoist Alliance, the He family is no different from the Zheng family back then.

But, don't refuse.

It was like using the He family's spirit stones to make pills for An Lingdao...

"Forget it, let's ignore it."

Master He put down the information in his hand and asked about other things.

"What is the whereabouts of the Taoist master? Has he found the vicinity of the water monster's lair?"

"Replying to the Master, she is still far away, there is no need to worry..."

On Fuxian Island, the voices of conspiracy gradually faded.

……

finally.

Master He still chose to take Anlingdao's order.

It’s a pity that not a single furnace of golden elixir was refined.

The ancient medicine master that the He family hired with a large sum of money suddenly fell ill and had to return to Taihua Fairy City to recuperate...

Naturally, the orders for elixirs that had been accepted had to be cancelled.

The Taihua cultivators who had been attracted there before all came back to ask Fang Sheng for elixirs.

He even cursed the He family.

After this series of operations, the He family's reputation became even worse.

Zhao Miaoyan even cursed the He family for not being able to afford it and wasting more than 10,000 spirit stones of his.

Fang Sheng acted as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Practice alchemy normally every day.

In addition to speculating on the Nuwa Secret, he would occasionally take out the inherited geomancy technique as a recreational reading.

With his current understanding blessed by the fifth level of human Dao fruit.

This kind of second-level inheritance can indeed only be regarded as recreational reading.

Before we knew it, spring had gone and autumn had come.

A year passed in the blink of an eye.

A quiet room for practice.

Fang Sheng's five hearts are facing the sky, and he sits quietly like a pine tree.

The magic power in the body constantly absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

A huge spiritual funnel formed around, disturbing the water spiritual power, and the sound of the rising and falling tides seemed to be heard in the house.

The magical power was like smoke and fog, and it was hitting a certain limit as Fang Sheng practiced.

at last……

boom!
In the void, it seemed as if some kind of restraint was broken.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth became restless, and the magical power quietly spread out, surprisingly crossing the nine-foot limit!

Fang Sheng slowly opened his eyes:

"Forty-four years old, Qi Refining Level 7."

"Unfortunately, this time he got here by taking drugs, so his foundation is much more unstable than before."

Fang Sheng shook his head and did not end his retreat.

He continued to sit cross-legged with his eyes closed, patiently consolidating his foundation.

Until ten days later.

Wait until the breath in your body becomes completely stable.

Fang Shengcai officially came out of seclusion.

As soon as he walked out of the quiet room, the bright moon hanging high in the night sky caught his attention.

Night falls above the sky.

The originally starry sky was unusually hazy, as if covered by a layer of mist.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see thin golden threads penetrating the mist, as if they were hanging from the sky down to the earth.

Fang Sheng was slightly startled:
"Emperor Liujiang is coming!"

　I forced myself to type 10,000 words today, but I felt that it did not achieve the effect I wanted, so I deleted a lot.

　　Maybe it’s because I didn’t get enough sleep, my head feels numb, I have no passion, and no emotions.

　　Please give me some time to slow down and ensure the quality. I will make up for the two missing updates in the next few days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)