Calabash Fairy

All of this may change after Qingxuan Daoren achieves his goal, but before that, Qingxuan Daoist Temple still has a difficult road ahead.

Fang Yan himself didn't mind passing on some of his skills in manipulating pills and talisman water. After all, the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques could occasionally appear in other immortal sects. Besides, being able to learn these things was a skill in itself.

Just like why all immortal sects carefully protect and meticulously cultivate alchemists?

While alchemy techniques and formulas are rare, those alchemists with the talent to refine these things are the most precious.

However, both alchemy and talismanic arts require a lot of resources for trial and error and training. Whether Qingxuan Dao Academy has such talents is another matter, but it is clear that it does not have the strength to train alchemists in terms of cultivation resources.

As for the path of the Spirit Plant Master, Qingxuan Daoist Temple's lineage is incomplete, and it lacks the extraordinary power of "Spring Returns to All Things" like his. Hoping to make a fortune through this path... is difficult...

After a moment's thought, Fang Yan waved his hand, and a piece of paper with the names of many spiritual materials written on it appeared out of thin air and floated in front of Lin Dongxuan.

"If Qingxuan Taoist Temple can send these spiritual materials to my Qingfeng Mountain, I will accept them all and trade them for spiritual pills."

"this..."

Lin Dongxuan was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly picked up the paper. It contained a variety of spiritual plants, some of which Qingxuan did indeed cultivate.

But that's not the problem. The real issue is what the senior just mentioned... trading with elixirs?!

Upon seeing the bottles of high-quality elixirs, he guessed that this senior mountain god was likely an alchemist with astonishing alchemy skills, and now the senior had almost directly admitted it.

It should be noted that among these minor immortal sects, only the top few have their own alchemists. Other minor immortal sects, if they want to purchase cultivation pills, usually have to go to Wanbao Trading Company or find independent alchemists to trade with.

Aside from the occasional treasures he, as the sect leader, would bring back when he went out, Qingxuan Temple mostly exchanged spiritual plants for Wanbao Coins, which were then used to trade for elixirs. The price difference was a painful blow to him every time he saw it, but there was nothing he could do about it...

If they could be traded to this senior, he would certainly not treat them unfairly, but this favor...

After pondering for a long time, Lin Dongxuan stood up with a complicated expression and bowed deeply.

"Thank you so much for your guidance, senior! We at Qingxuan Taoist Temple will forever remember your kindness and never forget it!"

"If you ever need anything from Qingxuan Taoist Temple in the future, we will do our utmost to help!"

Fang Yan simply smiled upon seeing this and did not say anything more.

The list contained all the spiritual plants he needed for alchemy. If Qingxuan Taoist Temple sent them, he would keep them all for alchemy and would not waste them.

Lin Dongxuan knew he was an alchemist, but he was still unaware of the extent to which his alchemy skills had reached.

With Wanbao Trading Company around all these years, he has never lacked various spiritual materials, and his alchemy skills have never stopped improving. For example, he can now refine low-grade spiritual pills like the Nourishing Spirit Pill with five portions of spiritual materials at the same time.

What the entire Qingxuan Taoist Temple lacks most is these basic spiritual pills.

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The two drank and chatted, and that night, Lin Dongxuan took his leave.

Standing atop the mountain, Fang Yan sensed the aura of the Qingxuan Taoist Temple abbot disappearing into the Qingfeng Mountain area. However, his expression shifted, and he looked towards the Milky Way in the sky.

He had just clearly sensed that the stellar power of the surrounding area had intensified for a moment...

On the other side, Lin Dongxuan had just left the Qingfeng Mountain area when a starlight descended from the sky and suddenly appeared before his eyes.

"Dongxuan, this item is for you. You can use it to develop the Qingxuan Taoist Temple..."

As the sound faded, Lin Dongxuan's eyes widened, his heart pounding with barely suppressed excitement. Facing the starlight, he knelt in worship amidst the clouds, his voice trembling slightly as he said:

"Yes, Dongxuan thanks the Ancestral Master."

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On the other side, on Qingfeng Mountain, Fang Yan did not pay much attention to the instantaneous change in the power of the stars, but instead took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve.

This talisman is the Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman.

Fang Yan's two fingers radiated a faint purple-gold spiritual power as he placed the Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman, its runes shimmering, to his lips. As his lips moved, voices continuously flowed into the talisman.

A moment later, as he fell silent, the talisman quickly ignited, bursting into a dazzling flame before disappearing.

After finishing his task, Fang Yan put his hands behind his back and strolled back to the mountain god temple.

Lin Dongxuan's visit was a minor matter to him. He had a good impression of Qingxuan Taoist Temple and was happy to offer him some assistance.

What's important right now is, of course, self-cultivation.

Even though the Mountain God Seal has been reforged, he still needs to do these things step by step, whether it's comprehending the Great Dao of Stars, condensing the Heavenly Star Bow, or cultivating the Dao of Swords and Talismans.

Once the Heavenly Bow was fully formed and his other abilities had improved again, he planned to visit the secret realm that Qi Lian had mentioned.

Fang Yan had a premonition that he might gain something good there...

However, there's no rush for such things.

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"ah!!!!!"

On the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains, inside a seemingly ordinary mountain cave, a series of mournful roars were constantly being heard, only to be blocked back by the peculiar mountain walls.

That roar was even more terrifying than the wailing of a vengeful ghost.

If you look towards the center of the cave, you will see a strangely shaped, enormous creature with bloodshot eyes and tears streaming down its face, frantically tearing at its own body, filling the cave with a bloody mist.

Around his neck was a crimson-gold jade talisman that was radiating brilliant golden light.

And those shrill and strange roars came from his mouth!

After an unknown amount of time, as the roars in the blood mist gradually subsided, the wounded body collapsed with a thud, seemingly lifeless, yet the radiance of the crimson gold jade talisman continued to shine.

Another half incense stick's time passed, and the figure transformed into Qi Lian's human form in a flash.

He lay sprawled on the ground, his hair disheveled and covered in blood, yet a wild, trembling smile spread across his lips.

He won....

He survived the frenzied backlash of the demonic nature, and from then on, these four demonic natures could no longer cause any trouble, and he could only let them be refined little by little.

In less than three years, his soul will be free of any hidden dangers and he will truly be reborn!

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Several days later, on Qingfeng Mountain, Shuyu arrived at the invitation, bringing with her many spiritual fruits from Wuyou Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist, the spiritual energy on Qingfeng Mountain is almost as dense as that on Wuyou Mountain, and it hasn't been that long."

Shu Yu, leaning on his wooden cane, stood on the mountaintop with Fang Yan, gazing at the mountain scenery with a touch of melancholy.

At this moment, his breathing had clearly stabilized completely and was no longer weak.