Calabash Fairy

Southern Region.

Nestled in a secluded, celestial mountain far from the hustle and bustle of the world, the Ni Chang Immortal Sect, inheriting the Daoist lineage of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, is located here.

The scenery here is exceptionally beautiful, with thirty-six main peaks soaring into the clouds. Numerous celestial palaces are hidden above the sea of ​​clouds, and amidst the surging mist, the faint sounds of monkeys crying and phoenixes singing can be heard.

Fairy Yunhua sat regally in the magnificent palace atop Yunhua Peak, looking down at the two disciples of the Immortal Sect who had come to report.

"Alright, I understand. You may all leave."

"Yes, Peak Master."

With the departure of the two immortal sect disciples, the misty hall returned to silence once more.

Fairy Yunhua pondered for a moment, and was about to get up when she saw a noble woman dressed in a nine-colored gown and wearing a phoenix jade hairpin slowly walk into the palace from outside the door, and her clear, cold voice followed.

"Have the people from Qingxuan Daoist Temple come to retrieve the remains of Qingxuan Daoist?"

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yunhua's face flashed with helplessness. She rose to greet her and nodded, saying:

"Those people came with that intention, but their words were quite earnest."

"snort."

The newcomer seemed to give a disgruntled hum, and with her slender, fair hands, she removed her veil, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

"Why waste words with them? They're just a group of rogue cultivators who haven't received the true teachings of Qingxuan. Let them leave."

"When the Qingxuan Daoist Academy was established, Qingxuan Daoist, the nominal head of the academy, didn't even show his face."

Fairy Yunhua looked directly into the other person's bright pink-blue eyes and chuckled softly:

"Senior sister, if I remember correctly, although Daoist Qingxuan did not return in time, he did send two magic treasures and a legacy back with him."

"As for his true teachings, the Plum Blossom Divination..."

"These supernatural powers aren't so easy to learn~"

"Hey~ Junior sister, you!"

Seeing the sect leader of the Rainbow Robe Immortal Sect, Fairy Caihuang glaring at her, Fairy Yunhua stopped teasing her senior sister and quickly comforted her:

"Okay, okay, don't worry, senior sister."

"I have already sent my disciples to inform them that Daoist Qingxuan has ascended to immortality, and his remains have been buried by our immortal sect."

"These people from Qingxuan Daoist Temple not only inherited the will of Qingxuan Daoist, but also knew about his relationship with our sect. So why would they cause trouble? They have already left."

Although Fairy Caihuang had extremely high cultivation and had joined the sect thousands of years earlier than her, her situation was quite special, and her relationship with her was as close as sisters.

Fairy Yunhua knew that her senior sister and Daoist Qingxuan had a good relationship, so she naturally wouldn't allow anyone to take away his remains.

However, whenever she saw her usually aloof senior sister lose her composure when it came to matters concerning Qingxuan, she couldn't help but tease her.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Caihuang breathed a sigh of relief and rolled her bright eyes at her junior sister.

"They're lucky they know what's good for them. Otherwise, given their precarious existence, it's no wonder they couldn't protect their ancestor's remains."

"As for you, Junior Sister, you went to the Ten Thousand Mountains, took in disciples, and even had grand-disciples. Why didn't you just bring them back directly instead of making them come to the Immortal Sect on their own?"

"Given your personality, you certainly wouldn't be willing to part with it."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yunhua's smile faded, and she sighed:

"This is also a test for them."

"The world tests the mind. Didn't Master say back then that if you haven't even tempered your mind, it will definitely become more and more difficult to cultivate later on?"

Upon hearing this, Fairy Caihuang nodded slightly in agreement and pulled Fairy Yunhua along, saying:

"I've been busy trading with Wanbao Trading Company these days, and I haven't had a chance to ask you about the Qingfeng Mountain God who protected the people of the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"Quickly tell Senior Sister that this person has fulfilled Qingxuan's wish, allowing him to enter the cycle of reincarnation in peace. He has done me a favor."

.............................

At the summit of Qingfeng Mountain, Fang Yan looked at the white crane before him and nodded slightly.

"Four thousand years of cultivation is undoubtedly enough to cause the demons in that area to leave one after another, and they have recently reappeared in White Horse Gorge..."

"Okay, I understand."

"Go back and tell Fellow Daoist Shuyu that if anything seems amiss near Wuyou Mountain, please come find me immediately. I have my own way of dealing with that great demon."

The white crane nodded repeatedly, flapped its wings, and soared into the clouds.

Fang Yan watched the white crane fly further and further away, and murmured:

"No wonder Fellow Daoist Shuyu was so anxious. Judging from the route from the area where the other party appeared to Baimajian, it was heading towards the outer area of ​​the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"A great demon with four thousand years of cultivation..."

Before breaking through to a higher realm, he would definitely be careful, and he even prepared a pure Yang sword energy as a trump card.

But now his strength has greatly increased. He has not only comprehended a trace of the Pure Yang Dao and mastered the Pure Yang Sword Technique, but also has the move "Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate" as his trump card.

Fang Yan himself was also somewhat curious about where the limits of his current strength lay...

Of course, this great demon did not attack Qingfeng Mountain territory, nor would it actively seek to cause trouble for the other party.

If this great demon were to appear within an 800-mile radius of Qingfeng Mountain, he would naturally know of its arrival immediately. Worrying before this happens is useless.

He has many other things to do now than this.

"The Mountain God Seal was damaged and is still recovering in the earth's veins. However, this time it used the terrain to withstand the heavenly lightning, which can be considered as breaking down the old to build the new."

When he returned to the mountain earlier, he sent the Mountain God Seal into the earth veins so that it could recover with the help of the earth veins' power.

With the power of the earth's veins and the offerings of incense from the gods, the Mountain God Seal should be restored to its original state in two or three years, with even greater power than before.

Now that he has the Pure Yang Sword, he no longer relies on the Mountain God Seal, his only magic weapon, as he did back then. It's not a big deal if he doesn't have it for a while.

"With the breakthrough in cultivation, the limitations of alchemy have completely disappeared, and I can continue to study the pill-making inheritance. The sword tower in the sword technique inheritance also seems to have changed."

"Once you reach the level of a thousand-year-old demon, it takes even more time to break through each minor thousand-year-old realm."

"Next, we can also explore other traditions..."

When he examined the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques back then, he immediately recognized the value in four of them. He has now studied two of them, but he has yet to study the Pot Heaven and Talisman Water.

He had truly longed for these two inheritances for a long time...

Fang Yan slowly walked to the plum blossom tree and looked down at Xiahe Village at the foot of the mountain.

It's autumn again, and the golden rice stalks sway in the wind across the fields as villagers of all ages and genders joyfully harvest the crops.

The village's granaries were expanded again and again, overflowing every year. Some villagers even dug cellars in their homes to store grain.

Food is the most important thing for people. Only when people are well-fed and watered can they have the energy to think about other things and solve the difficulties they encounter.

Fang Yan watched as wisps of smoke rose from the village and incense burned at the shrine.

Within those incense sticks, specks of golden light were constantly gathering, transforming into a hazy golden light that quickly entered his body and disappeared.

This is the fourteenth merit that Fang Yan has earned for protecting the people over the years.