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

The process of the Fang family recruiting promising talents was not smooth.

Due to their immense popularity, the competition among the various immortal clans was fierce, and ultimately only twelve girls joined Purple Green Lake.

Fang Pangen waved his hand and summoned twenty-eight young immortal talents, managing to complete the original plan.

It's clear that Ziqing Lake is really short-staffed.

"Pack your luggage and get ready to leave."

Fang Pangen took out a flying magic artifact the size of a date pit, formed a hand seal, and poured his magic power into it, making it grow larger as it flew.

With a deafening roar, a two-story flying boat appeared before them, like a pavilion suspended in the air, its rays stretching hundreds of feet, enveloping everyone.

"Men and women separated, two people per room, board the boat immediately!"

Fang Yun pulled Lu Guishou and quickly boarded the ship's railing.

This was the first time I had seen such a large-scale magical artifact, and seeing it up close was incredibly awe-inspiring.

Many of the other cultivation families showed expressions of envy.

Some minor clans that cultivate Qi are even reluctant to part with their magical artifacts.

They could only bring a few horses to carry the fairy seedlings back, which was really meager.

A moment later, the entire ship soared into the sky, broke through the clouds, and disappeared into the horizon.

"This is... the work of a sage!"

Lu Guishou stayed in his room, gazing out the small window at the sky above, where the sea of ​​clouds rolled and dazzled him.

Fang Yun was equally excited. Having lived three lifetimes, he was finally about to unveil the mysterious veil of the cultivation world.

As dusk fell and the moon rose in the east, the ship stopped in a secluded mountain valley.

"It is not advisable to travel after nightfall. All the fairy seedlings should gather on the deck."

When Fang Yun arrived, Fang Pangen was already standing there, holding a porcelain plate in his hands:

"This is a fasting pill. Taking one will keep you from hunger for three days. You may take it in an orderly fashion."

After taking the pills to relieve my hunger, I still have things to do tonight.

The cultivators of the Fang family divided the potential immortals into two groups based on whether they were literate or not.

Fang Yun and Lu Guishou were both literate, so there was no need for them to start learning from scratch.

The Fifth Elder sat cross-legged on the deck, holding spirit stones in his hands, recovering his magical power while teaching the few promising young immortals.

Learn how to comprehend profound scriptures, visualize oneself, master the circulation of meridians, and decipher common esoteric terms in the cultivation world.

If you don't learn these things, you won't even understand the techniques.

Fang Yun possesses a photographic memory.

At this moment, it naturally stood out from the many seedlings of immortality, absorbing knowledge like a sponge.

In just ten days, Fang Yun mastered all this knowledge, far surpassing others in progress.

He only needs to place a cultivation manual in front of him to try his hand at cultivating immortality.

Moreover, Fang Yun is also adept at understanding human relationships and social dynamics.

When he had free time, he would take the initiative to replace the Fang family members, build good relationships with them, and teach the young immortals to read and write.

This undoubtedly left a good impression on the Fifth Elder.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

The ship broke through the sky, traversing a vast expanse of mountains and rivers spanning eighty thousand miles.

We've finally arrived at the Fang family's residence in Ziqing Lake.

At the horizon, a vast lake came into view, its waters shimmering and ever-changing.

The mountains on both sides of the river rise and fall in a continuous arc, forming a crescent-shaped mountain range resembling a crown, with a high center and low sides, arranged in an orderly and staggered manner.

As they got closer, the immortal seedlings noticed that these mountains were all planted with spirit bamboo.

The vast expanse of green bamboo surges like waves, a vibrant and lush green.

The bamboo on the central sacred mountain has an unusual purple hue, which dyes the entire mountain peak with a purple mist, making it exceptionally beautiful.

Fang Yun stood at the ship's railing, gazing out at the scene.

As the sun sets, fishing boats return home in the evening.

The lake reflects the mountains, and the two colors of bamboo forest complement each other, living up to its name of "purple and green".

A gentle evening breeze blew as the flying boat landed on the shore of Purple Lake. Forty fairy seedlings disembarked in an orderly fashion, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.

The Fang family had already made arrangements: the boys were settled in Zhunan Mountain, while the twelve girls were sent to Zhubei Mountain.

These two mountain peaks guard the highest peak, Purple Bamboo Mountain, which is the residence of the direct descendants of the Fang family and has a precious second-order spiritual vein.

Fang Yun walked along the stone path to the mountainside, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Everyone lives in the same place, a detached house that occupies a considerable area.

Along the way, members of the Fang family's collateral branches could be seen everywhere, their eyes filled with curiosity and their expressions varied, clearly indicating a surveillance intent.

"The spiritual energy of Zhunan Mountain is abundant, enough for you to cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining. From now on, you can stay here in peace and cultivate diligently."

"I will come again tomorrow to welcome you back, to sign the spiritual contract, and to officially make you members of the Fang family of Ziqing Lake."

The Fifth Elder spoke last, glanced at them, and disappeared into the night.

Fang Yun and Lu Guishou were not talkative people, so they each chose an adjacent courtyard and pushed open the door to enter.

The boy lit a candle and looked around the room, which was fully furnished with tables, chairs, and bedding.

Moreover, the bed is exceptionally large, enough for several people to roll around on.

The quilt was warm and soft, but Fang Yun tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

After a moment's thought, he put his clothes back on, went to the courtyard, and began practicing his boxing. With each breath, his blood and energy surged.

In this life, he was born with all his meridians open, and at the young age of seventeen or eighteen, he cultivated to the peak of the acquired realm.

During the month-long journey, Fang Yun further integrated the martial arts of his two lifetimes, and was on the verge of a breakthrough.

Nourished by spiritual energy, Zhunan Mountain is like spring all year round, and even at midnight, it is not cold.

Fang Yun practiced his fist techniques again and again, becoming more and more energetic with each strike, seemingly tireless, and continued fighting until sunrise.

As the sun rises high in the sky, bathed in the purple glow of the morning sun and radiant light, the sky is filled with light.

Fang Yun's body trembled, and a series of cracking sounds came from his body, like a spark being lit, bringing warmth.

Crackling sounds!

Instantly, a surge of pure true energy circulated throughout his body, his blood and qi like a furnace, bursting forth from his limbs and bones, and a white mist about a foot long was exhaled from his mouth and nose.

"Martial Arts Innate Level, Success!"

Fang Yun slowly withdrew his fist and stood up, feeling that long-lost sense of power, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion—

Being young is wonderful!

The true energy flowed through the meridians, and by the time the realm stabilized, it was already broad daylight.

At this moment, a maid brought breakfast and informed everyone that a welcoming banquet would be held that evening, and all the young men were required to attend.

Fang Yun swallowed his food in a hurry, pulled the blanket over himself, and fell asleep immediately to recover the mental energy he had exhausted the night before.

When he woke up, it was already night again. After a quick wash, a bright moon shone on the mountains.

Whether it's an illusion or not, the moon above Ziqing Lake does indeed appear rounder and brighter than in the mortal world, radiating boundless brilliance.

"Young master, it's time to attend the banquet."

Fang Yun opened the courtyard gate and immediately saw two beautiful maids, dressed in gauze robes, standing there holding lanterns.

Although they were not stunning beauties, they were still quite pretty, their bodies bathed in a soft glow, their slender figures appearing and disappearing in the light.

Not only him, but all twenty-eight immortal seedlings received the same treatment.

"Is this what they call... a welcome dinner?"

"The Fang family really went to great lengths!"

Fang Yun had seen all sorts of storms in his past life, so he remained calm and composed as he followed the girl toward the mountaintop.