Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: Starting with Many Children and Abundant Blessi

Inside the alchemy room, the group of little radishes cheered and jumped for joy upon hearing about the candy beans, with some already drooling.

The so-called "sugar beans" are actually just sweet and sour pills that nourish the body and strengthen the body's foundation.

The ingredients used were all spiritual fruits and rice, with little medicinal value.

Based on his previous experience, Fang Yun even developed many compound flavors, which were especially popular with children.

Some of them even burst with juice when you bite into them.

"Little Yun'er, there aren't candy beans in the alchemy furnace."

Fang Yun saw the two children curiously trying to lift the lid of the Purple Longevity Incense Burner and felt helpless.

He took out a bamboo ruler and pretended to hit them, displaying the stern demeanor of a grandfather.

That was barely enough to subdue those mischievous monkeys.

"Grandfather, what kind of pill are you refining this time?"

The window was pushed open again, and a cool-looking little boy jumped in, carrying a sheathed ancient sword on his back.

It was Fang Anting, the eldest grandson. He was only thirteen years old, but he deliberately put on a serious face and acted like an adult.

"Brother Ting!"

"Greetings, elder brother!"

Fang Anting walked with his hands behind his back, taking small steps, yet he easily and effortlessly subdued all his younger siblings.

The dozen or so little children stopped chattering and lined up obediently in two rows, looking quite respectable.

Fang Yun felt an even greater pain between his eyebrows. Who did these little brats learn from?

"This is a batch of Azure Longevity Pills. My grandfather studied it for a long time and finally refined it."

Fang Yun opened the lid of the Purple Longevity Furnace and called to Xiao Anting, asking him to pick out the pills inside.

Fang Anting was very serious and successfully made five pills, which he neatly arranged on the jade plate.

Fang Yun picked out one of the grains, feeling a surge of surprise.

On the surface of the pale blue pill, a pattern actually appeared, making it a small, exquisite piece.

This was Fang Yun's first successful refining. He had thought the pills would be very poisonous and planned to sell them all at the market.

Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise.

Fang Anting sniffed, the aroma of medicine was strong, and a hint of longing appeared in his eyes.

The desire to prolong life is an irresistible temptation for all living beings.

Fang Yun saw his grandson's longing and a smile appeared on his face: "Draw your sword and let your grandfather see how much you've improved. If he's satisfied enough, this pill is yours."

"yes!"

In an instant, Fang Anting's eyes turned serious, and he drew the sword behind him, which was almost as tall as him.

When they saw that Brother Ting was about to make a move, all the children immediately started screaming and yelling.

They all hurriedly hid, cautiously hiding behind the pillars, both timid and curious.

"Grandfather, be careful."

Fang Anting raised his longsword, assuming a starting stance, and his pale golden magic power transformed into sword energy that swirled and pulsed.

He used the Gengjin Sword Technique, which is widely circulated and very suitable for building a foundation.

"Three levels of Qi Refining, not bad."

Fang Yun was satisfied. He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a wisp of Gengjin sword energy appeared, its blue light mottled.

In this world, every cultivator possesses all five elements, enabling them to cast spells of all attributes.

Fang Yun also possessed a metal spiritual root, but it was very weak, even inferior, and the Geng metal sword energy he released was not strong.

The next moment, Fang Anting made his move.

In just three breaths, he changed his posture, as fast as a blur, and unleashed fifteen sword moves in succession.

Golden light flashed like stars, releasing all the magical power within his body!

Fang Yun raised an eyebrow and flicked his fingers, unleashing fifteen golden sword energies that neutralized all the attacks.

"Grandfather, how did I do?"

Fang Anting stood with his sword in hand, beginning to inhale and exhale spiritual energy to restore his magical power, and his breathing became steady again.

"Very good. After so many years, our Fang family has finally produced a sword-cultivating talent."

Fang Yun handed him the Azure Longevity Pill, his expression one of great satisfaction.

Although he also had a flying sword, he had no talent for swordsmanship and only used it as a brick to hit people.

Sword energy is merely the most basic of all; only by condensing sword energy, comprehending sword intent, and even attaining a clear and enlightened sword heart can one truly understand the true essence of swordsmanship.

Only then can one be called a sword immortal!

The first magic Fang Yun learned in his several lifetimes was the sword manual.

This is the Gengjin Sword Manual that accompanied Fang Ting'an in his training.

"But Grandfather... I'd much rather learn alchemy!"

Fang Anting sat cross-legged on the ground, dropped his sword, hugged the alchemy furnace, and scrunched up his face.

Perhaps it's through teaching by example, or perhaps it's an innate inclination.

Although the little guy is quite talented in swordsmanship, he wants to be an alchemist even more.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yun rubbed his little head and said helplessly, "Then I'll send you to the Green Wood Sect. Perhaps that will allow you to get what you want."

The power of metal is extremely strong and sharp, naturally suppressing the vitality of plants and trees, and is also restrained by the high temperature of flames.

However, nothing is absolute. Fang Yun had vaguely heard that there was a "Tai Bai Jin Sha Alchemy Method" within the Qingmu Sect.

They emphasize sword-forging spirits, using gold and iron ore as medicine to refine various external elixirs, which can even be thrown out to kill.

The approach is unconventional and somewhat extreme.

……

Two months later, a hundred-foot-long flying boat rose from Ziqing Lake and arrived at the Qingmu Sect's mountain gate.

Fang Yun became a Celestial Seed at the age of eighteen, exactly fifty-five years ago.

The Qingmu Sect recruits a new batch of disciples every five years, and this year is the perfect time to open its gates wide.

They were greeted by Lin Dong, who was also seventy years old. Although he had failed to establish his foundation, he was still in good health.

The once handsome and spirited young man now has mostly gray hair.

"Hello, Grandpa Lin!"

Fang Anting bowed formally and immediately acted very obediently.

"Good boy, I heard from Brother Fang that you not only know the Gengjin Sword Technique, but also want to learn alchemy?"

Lin Dong smiled as he looked at Xiao Anting, growing more and more fond of him with each glance.

He couldn't help but feel a little sentimental about the children he had with his junior sister.

He wasn't much older than the child in front of him, but he was a generation younger.

Brother Fang...you're so lucky!

Lin Dong and Fang Yun talked for a long time, and the topic eventually turned to Fairy Qin Yao.

She recently emerged from seclusion, successfully breaking through to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, and her magical power has greatly increased.

I wouldn't dare say I've reached the Core Formation stage, but I'm pretty sure I've reached the Foundation Establishment stage

Fang Yun thought about himself and realized that the differences between people are indeed huge.

After bidding farewell to his father, mother, grandparents, and other relatives, Fang Anting successfully entered the Qingmu Sect.

The once lofty status of a sect disciple is now seen through Fang Yun's eyes.

It seems that's all there is to it.

Even if Fang Anting fails the assessment, he can still take out a large amount of spirit stones and forcefully throw them into his grandson's assessment.

But for many, it remains an insurmountable barrier.

Fang Yun stood at the bow of the boat, looking down at the promising young talents who had failed the assessment and been expelled from the mountain gate.

They were all dejected, their eyes filled with confusion, unsure of where their path lay.

"Fellow young friends, our clan, the Golden Core Mu Clan, has been rooted in the Azure Wood Immortal Sect for thousands of years. Our alchemy is unparalleled in the world, and we are now recruiting one hundred male and female immortal talents..."

Fang Yun watched this scene, feeling slightly dazed.

It felt so familiar, like it had just happened yesterday.

"Father……"

Fang Shiyu noticed his emotional state and suggested softly, "Why don't we also take a batch of immortal seedlings back? Last time we wiped out the Wang family, our clan also suffered some losses, and many clansmen are missing wives or husbands..."

Fang Yun pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

They stayed here for three days, recruited a total of sixty immortal seedlings, and returned home with a full harvest.

Time flies.

Seven more years have passed, through spring, summer, autumn, and winter, through birth, aging, sickness, and death.

Fang Yun is eighty years old. He successfully refined a batch of Qingzhi Pills and broke through to become a second-level alchemist.

It was also in this year that Old Master Fang's lifespan came to an end.

He gazed at the blazing Ziqing Lake, a smile on his face, and peacefully passed away.

Fang Yun took sole power and became the sole patriarch of the Fang family.