Calabash Fairy

Time flies like an arrow, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Since the appearance of that four-thousand-year-old demon in Baima Ravine, it has seemed to have vanished into thin air in the past three years and has never reappeared.

Qingfeng Mountain remains as peaceful and tranquil as ever.

For some time now, the villagers of Xiahe Village have noticed that a thin layer of mist has been shrouding the top of Qingfeng Mountain all year round.

But after climbing up the mountain, you don't feel damp at all. Instead, taking a breath of fresh air instantly relieves all your fatigue.

The story spread far and wide in the village, and it was eventually believed to be a blessing from the benevolent mountain god who saw their sincere offering of incense. Yang Sheng also wrote about it in "The Mountain God of Qingfeng Mountain, Volume Three".

Little did they know that the thin mist was not ordinary fog, but spiritual mist that naturally formed when the spiritual energy was concentrated to a certain degree.

Over the past three years, Fang Yan has thoroughly cleaned up the earth veins within a radius of eight hundred miles around Qingfeng Mountain, making the spiritual energy of Qingfeng Mountain increasingly abundant, which has led to its current appearance.

At this time, Qingfeng Mountain was no less than other naturally formed sacred places like Baihu Cave and Baima Ravine.

The villagers revere the mountain god, and apart from walking up the mountain path and going up the mountain to worship, they rarely go to other areas of Qingfeng Mountain.

Otherwise they would have discovered that many places on the mountain had already produced Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, and many other spiritual plants had also grown there.

Many of these animals were eaten by creatures in the mountains as soon as they were discovered.

The continuous increase in spiritual energy is a great blessing for the creatures on the mountain.

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At this moment, we are halfway up Qingfeng Mountain.

A woman dressed in a pink dress with a purple whip coiled around her waist sat on a large rock by the pool, watching the four little demons eating pastries with a smile on her face.

This woman was none other than Qiu'er.

Several years have passed, and Qiu'er's childishness has completely faded, and her beauty is no less than that of Su Xueyi.

Both are exceptionally beautiful, but the master and apprentice are quite different; the master is more refined, while the apprentice is more lively.

"Qiu'er, the pastries made by you humans are so delicious! They're completely different from what we eat in the mountains!"

Big Yellow wagged its tail happily, its eyes shining as it snatched a pink, plum blossom-like pastry and launched it into the air, then bit down on the falling pastry and swallowed it.

"Hey~ This is a plum blossom cake that my grandma taught me to make herself. You can trust my skills, right?"

Beside Qiu'er, the three little demons nodded in approval, and even Xuan Shui found the uniquely flavored plum blossom cake quite novel.

Over the past three years, Qiu'er has become quite familiar with them. Although there are many villagers at the foot of the mountain, she is the only cultivator and the only one who brings them food.

Qiu'er placed the food box, which was almost as tall as a person, aside. She looked at Tu Duo'er and Hei Yan, and asked with some curiosity:

"Speaking of which, haven't you two refined the transverse bone in your throat yet?"

Hei Yan looked at Qiu'er with a puzzled expression and said in a hoarse voice:

"It has only been about ten years since Tu Duo'er and I cultivated into demons. Refining the horizontal bone is not that easy. It would take another ten years."

"Compared to ordinary demons, we are already considered very fast."

Xuan Shui, who was lying by the stone pool, looked at Qiu'er and said:

"With the elixirs bestowed by their master and the rich spiritual energy of Qingfeng Mountain to aid their cultivation, these two are indeed progressing quite quickly."

"The demon race is different from the human race. After we cultivate into demons, our lifespan is often longer than that of you humans, but our cultivation speed is not as fast as that of you humans."

"This is probably one of the reasons why humanity is flourishing in all four domains today."

Qiu'er had heard her master and grandmaster mention these things, but seeing that Hei Yan and Tu Duo'er hadn't changed much in the past three years, she was still curious and wanted to hear the answer herself.

After all, three years is a long time for her, who is not yet twenty years old.

Just like her grandmother, although she is still in good health, her hair has turned much whiter...

Qiu'er recalled her master's words from back then, and her eyes dimmed slightly.

She was young then and didn't know why, but now, seeing her loved ones growing old, she gradually understands how heavy this feeling is.

Sooner or later, she too will face the day of parting from her grandmother, just like her master...

Da Huang keenly noticed that Qiu'er's mood had suddenly dropped, and quickly changed the subject.

"Woof!"

"Master previously said that there is a kind of spiritual liquid that can help Rabbit Duo'er and Black Flame quickly refine the transverse bone in their throats, so that they can speak human language as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, Tu Duo'er and Hei Yan's eyes lit up.

If the master says there is such a spiritual liquid, then it must exist!

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The summit of Qingfeng Mountain is filled with a delicate fragrance.

Fang Yan and the Money Rat sat facing each other under the plum blossom tree, drinking spirit wine and trading spirit pills and materials, chatting happily.

Since they met, the two have conducted business with each other more than ten times and have gradually become familiar with each other. They understand each other's character and temperament and have the intention to become friends.

The Money Rat stroked its beard, leisurely put down its wine cup, and looked at the various spiritual materials that were constantly flying out of the large gold bag beside it.

"These two sets of spiritual materials that Lord Fang Yan specifically requested are for refining Glazed Spiritual Liquid, is that correct?"

Fang Yan took a sip of the spiritual wine in his cup and said with a smile:

"Indeed, there are still two little demons in my mountains who have not yet refined the transverse bone in their throats. This spiritual liquid will surely help them."

"To be able to acknowledge Lord Fang Yan as my master is a great blessing, truly a great blessing..."

The money rat sighed, thinking to itself, "This is the difference between having a powerful backer and not having one."

The elixirs refined by Lord Fang Yan are so popular that they are snapped up in the blink of an eye, not only in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but also in the outside world.

In the transaction records of many major immortal sects in the Southern Region, any elixir refined by Master Qingfeng must be acquired immediately.

The reason is simple: everyone knows that whenever Master Qingfeng makes a pill, it will be of the highest quality.

On this mountain, these precious elixirs and elixirs were bestowed so simply. If the disciples of those immortal sects outside saw this, tsk tsk...

The money rat found the thought of those envious, jealous, and hateful expressions amusing.

A moment later, once the spiritual materials in the large gold bag stopped flying out, the area around the two was filled with numerous jade boxes and chests.

However, this transaction is not yet fully completed.

The money rat waved its hand toward the gold bag again, and several beams of light landed on the stone table one after another.

As the light faded, three stacks of yellow talisman paper emitting a faint fragrance, along with several bottles of spirit ink of various colors, appeared before Fang Yan.

"Your Excellency Fang Yan, these are all top-quality talisman materials that I personally selected according to your requirements."

Fang Yan nodded with a smile.

Three years have passed, and he is no longer limited to the two inheritances of ball manipulation and swordsmanship. He has also dabbled in the inheritances of pot heaven and talisman water.

These talismanic materials are exactly what he needs now, and they are what can resolve the predicament of Xiahe Village...