The Legend of Fangren

Ultimately, Fang Shi officially named this pot of soup Mushroom Soup.

With this rich soup, Hezi can fully replenish the five phases of profound energy, and then use the excess profound energy from the other four phases to replenish the metal phase, thus achieving his daily needs.

In addition, Fang Shi also opened up new avenues of thought.

If even a chaotic mix of meats can be simmered into a delicious broth, how many different flavors of broth could be created by carefully selecting ingredients?

Wonderful! This will be Hezi's designated food ingredient from now on. He can add a little bit to everything he eats.

After they had eaten their fill of porridge and rice, the girls felt more energetic today, and one of them suggested to the elder that the cooking should be left to Junior Brother Fang from now on.

Unfortunately, Fang Shi resolutely refused. Mushroom broth is not something that can be made casually; the ingredients are limited, and the production capacity is also limited.

Suddenly, for the sake of the mushroom broth, the sisters all saw Fang Shi as handsome and refined. In an instant, his aptitude and zodiac sign were no longer a problem. The future was another matter. The only thing that mattered was this training journey and their relationship with Junior Brother Fang could have been even better.

"..." Feeling scared by the stares of the group of sisters, Fang Shi hid behind Luo He and hugged his leg.

Putting everything else aside, all this effort we put into feeding him is so that the powerful figure we're clinging to can be strong and well-connected.

"Prescription..." Luohe was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, urging him to get up quickly, as it was inappropriate for him to be acting like this in broad daylight.

But Fang Shi didn't move. When I bent down to look, I found that he was drowsy and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Unlike other cultivators, his sleep time did not decrease as his cultivation level increased. On the contrary, he stayed up all night and ate so many spiritual items last night that his body needed to concentrate its blood supply to his stomach and intestines to absorb the essence of nutrients, so his brain naturally became drowsy.

Sure enough, he still needs protection in these areas.

Seeing this, Luohe patted Fang Shi's hair, smiled slightly, and said to the elder, "Elder, I'll carry him on my back. There's no need to wake him up."

The two elders readily agreed. A person's weight is nothing to a cultivator in the Nourishing Breath Realm. Luo He had eaten a good breakfast, so he wouldn't lack strength.

"Heave-ho~" Lifting Fangzi's legs, Luohe felt him wrap his arms around her neck, his breath tickling her face, but both of them felt a sense of security between them.

Then, we spent several more days hiking and exploring.

"We've arrived." Qian Shaoyun put away the blueprints and looked up at the village at the foot of the hill in the distance.

After enduring wind and rain for several days, resting in the mountains and forests, we finally have a place to stay tonight.

The village at the foot of the mountain is called Hekou Village. As the name suggests, this village is located beside a river that is very common in the eastern part of the country.

The river is neither too big nor too small; it is wide but not deep enough, and narrow enough to make it difficult to build a bridge. This is because the soil on both banks is soft, making it difficult to secure the bridge. If a major flood occurs, the bridge will collapse and people will die.

As the group entered the village, they immediately attracted the attention of many villagers—no wonder, since cultivators are naturally beautiful with fair skin and delicate features, and this group consisted mostly of fairies, so how could it not make the young men in the village's hearts flutter?

Fortunately, the village was not small, and unlike the uneducated people in the mountain valleys, the villagers had some manners. Passersby would glance at them a few times and then go about their business.

"Sigh, people really do need comparisons to see things in life."

Fang Shi looked at the sisters around her, whose backs had straightened up a bit, and couldn't bear to recall how these girls had been drooling over the mushroom soup in Luo He's bowl every mealtime for the past few days, and then eating it with a forced, longing look.

Those silly guys thought the beautiful woman had the air of a fairy, little did they know it was all an act.

And so, the elder led his disciples straight to the village chief's house, where the village chief was already waiting outside. It seems that this village frequently hosts training groups, which is how it has grown into a large village.

"Oh my, the Immortal Master of the Dragon River Sect has arrived! Welcome, welcome!"

Qian Shaoyun stepped forward and replied, "Old village chief, several years have passed, but you are still in good health!"

"Oh my." The old village chief, leaning on his cane, rubbed his eyes, looked closely at the two elders, and said with delight, "It's you two girls! I didn't expect you to be so grown up. Judging from your complexion, your cultivation must be stronger than this old man's."

The old village chief was a cultivator in a sect when he was young, but unfortunately his opportunities were limited, and he barely reached the peak of the Nourishing Realm. However, he still cultivated a good body, and now at the age of one hundred, he can still eat and drink well and is very robust.

He entered the Nourishing Realm very late that year, and the training team he could catch up with was the last batch of that year. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and fell off a cliff on the way. He drifted to this place with the river, was rescued, and recuperated for several months.

The perils of his training made him realize that his future was limited. Over the past few months, he had been taken care of by a woman in the village and had developed feelings for her. So he decided to settle down there and use his cultivation to protect the village. Over time, he was elected by the villagers and became the village chief.

In later years, when members of a sect came to this village, the leader of the group happened to be the village chief's former teammate. After many years apart, the unexpected reunion of old friends was a pleasant surprise. Thus, Hekou Village became a stopover for the training teams every day.

What is a small amount of money for cultivators is good money for the village. Secondly, the village chief is now old and unable to do some things. Whenever a training team passes through the village, they can ask the immortals for help. The villagers are naturally very grateful and treat them well.

Soon, the old village chief arranged for people to clean the guest rooms so that his disciples could rest.

The guest room was a large wooden cabin with many wooden windows and several tables and chairs.

"Elder, this way please." After arranging the reception, the old village chief invited Elder Qian to sit down, and then sat down himself.

Qian Shaoyun understood immediately and asked, "Old village chief, has anything difficult happened in the village lately?"

The old village chief said, "There aren't many difficulties, they're all minor matters. It's just that it's springtime, and the river outside the village is raging. I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while longer."

"Approximately how long?"

The old village chief calculated, "In about three or four days, the river should calm down. At that time, I will arrange for people and boats to take you across the river."

At this moment, one of the disciples resting nearby asked, "Elder Qian, don't you know how to fly? When we came down the mountain just now, the river was only about twenty meters wide... Oh dear."

Elder Yun Yue walked over and tapped her on the head, saying, "The journey is arduous, which is something you must face yourself. If the two of us help you get there, what's the point of your training?"

The junior sister who was hit covered her head and immediately became obedient and dared not speak.

These words prompted the old village chief to laugh and say, "I remember you two asked the same question back then."

"Oh ho~" The disciples' eyes immediately changed.

Elder, you yourself are like this, yet you still hit others. That's really unkind.

"Old village chief..." Yun Yue asked shyly.

"Hahaha." The old village chief laughed as he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Please rest well, everyone. I will inform the villagers about your arrival. Dinner will be delivered this evening. I also hope you will listen to the villagers' needs."

The Second Elder nodded in agreement, "Of course."