plumnovel Chapter 43: Superior Spiritual Root
Chapter 43: Superior Spiritual Root
Fang Yun walked through the city and first arrived at the Marquis of Wu'an's residence.
Stepping into the ancestral hall, wisps of incense smoke rise, and the memorial tablets of the biological parents of this life are prominently displayed there.
Without disturbing anyone, he lit three incense sticks and offered a respectful prayer.
It left behind a divine connection.
Five Elements cultivation techniques, spiritual stones and magical artifacts, and even alchemy, artifacts, talismans, agriculture, and the four paths of cultivation and all arts.
Of course, they are all only at the first-tier superior level.
Afterwards, Fang Yun left this place and arrived at Ruyi County City.
As he walked through this ancient city, he felt a vague connection to his bloodline every few steps.
The last time a thousand sons celebrated his birthday was nearly two hundred years ago.
Sons and grandsons, endlessly.
The entire Ruyi County is largely related to the Yongguo Duke's Mansion, and its population is enormous and astonishing.
Fang Yun entered the ancestral hall of the Duke's mansion, where his own memorial tablet was placed at the very top.
As usual, he left behind a gift of immortality, but it was much more grand than that of the Marquis of Wu'an's residence.
There is an additional foundation-building technique called "Qingjia Gong", as well as a second-tier alchemy inheritance.
Fang Yun now possesses two second-tier inheritances: the Longevity Elixir Scripture and the Fang family's second-tier talisman master inheritance.
In addition to alchemy, he also learned to draw talismans, but he didn't have much talent for it.
The talisman master's legacy belongs to Ziqing Lake, and he was too embarrassed to leave it to these descendants of his predecessors.
It's a misfortune, not a blessing.
Fang Yun concealed himself and walked around the vast Duke Yong's mansion.
This is his first life after transmigrating, and he has poured so much effort into it.
He built a mortal kingdom from scratch, and his feelings for it ran deep.
After that, Fang Yun quietly left.
He walked across the land of Chen, choosing a suitable place.
He wanted to set up several secret chambers in the mortal realm to prepare for his next life.
In the end, Fang Yun selected three locations, all deep in the mountains and forests, rarely visited by people.
In each secret chamber, he left enough resources to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Not only in Chen Kingdom, but also in various parts of the cultivation world, he is preparing to open up some secret mansions.
Fang Yunshou still has more than seventy years left to live, but these things are better done sooner rather than later.
Decades are enough time for him to identify and address any shortcomings.
Exclude those secret chambers that are not well-hidden or have developed many problems due to the erosion of time.
Ultimately, after careful selection, a site was chosen to bury the true foundation-building treasure.
Throughout the entire process, Fang Yun remained hidden, avoiding all the hunters and ordinary people who entered the mountains.
To avoid rumors spreading that the old man deep in the mountains walks on flat ground as if he were an immortal descended to earth.
Two months later.
Fang Yun finished arranging everything and met up with Niu Ben and the other person.
His gaze was strange as he looked at Lu Guishou, whose face was flushed, and he couldn't help but ask, "Nothing inappropriate happened between you and Fairy Qin, did it?"
He was quite afraid that if the Golden Core cultivator got angry, he could destroy the entire Purple Green Lake with a flick of his palm.
"You wouldn't dare say such things. My relationship with Senior Qin is absolutely innocent!"
Lu Guishou shook his head, his expression upright and honest, seemingly genuine.
Fang Yun didn't bother to pursue the matter further, and the three of them left Chen State together.
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Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Fang Anting, the eldest grandson, successfully established his foundation and firmly took root in the Qingmu Sect.
The story of the Fang family building the foundation over three generations has become a legend.
This also caused quite a stir in the cultivation world.
When Fang Yun was 108 years old, the two sisters finally succumbed to their injuries.
When lifespan comes to an end, the flame of life will be extinguished.
All the children and grandchildren rushed over and gathered around the bedside to keep watch.
"My husband..."
"Could you... revert to your eighteen-year-old appearance...?"
"Like...that welcoming banquet that night...playing one more tune for us?"
They lay on the couch, their hair all gone, their faces emaciated, their speech broken and intermittent.
At the very end of his life, he miraculously regained all his memories.
Fang Yun sighed softly, his magic changing his appearance, and gently played the jade flute in his hand.
The sound of the flute is melodious, the tune remains the same.
Fang Zhiyu and Fang Zhiqing are old and their eyesight is failing; they are already half-blind.
But listening to the sound of the flute now, it seems as if I can see that spirited and dashing young man from back then again.
He smiled gently at them.
As the music faded, the bright spirit in the two sisters' eyes turned into a gray and somber one.
They both passed away peacefully at the same time.
Fang Yun closed their eyes, transforming into an old woman once more, and a single tear silently slid down her cheek.
His silhouette looked increasingly lonely.
Zhiyu and Zhiqing were buried on Zizhu Mountain, turning into two green stone tablets, leaning against each other as they had in life.
Time flies, but life goes on.
Spring passes and autumn comes.
When Fang Yun was 110 years old, he was finally able to consistently refine the Vajra Dragon Tiger Pill.
It can be used to make a profit at the Immortal City Pill Pavilion.
In the years that followed, with the help of elixirs, he successfully advanced his physical cultivation to the Foundation Establishment stage.
His appearance became increasingly withered, like rotten wood, and he even looked somewhat like a sinister tree spirit.
From then on, Fang Yun could clearly sense that his talent had been exhausted.
His alchemy skills were stuck at the peak of the early stage of the second tier.
He worked day and night, painstakingly studying the Purple-Veined Longevity Pill, but still had no clue.
Feeling anxious, Fang Yun began to slow down his pace and shift his focus.
He tried to understand other skills, hoping to gain a comprehensive understanding from them.
Talismans, weapon crafting, formations, puppets...
Foundation Establishment cultivators have the aid of divine sense, so these cultivation arts are quite easy to learn.
Fang Yun had a background in alchemy, but after trying various things, he found that his greatest skill was weapon crafting.
In less than ten years, he successfully crafted a superior magical artifact.
This was followed by drawing talismans.
Thanks to his eldest son, Fang Shiyu, who is also a talisman master, the father and son discuss cultivation techniques in their daily lives.
Despite his stumbling and faltering journey, Fang Yun eventually became a first-tier high-grade talisman master.
The worst progress is in formations; it's like reading a book written in a foreign language—you just can't learn it.
At the age of 120, Fang Yun faced another heartbreaking event.
Her youngest son, Fang Long, passed away at the age of ninety-six, even shorter than his mother.
Having too many children will severely deplete one's vital essence and blood, ultimately shortening one's lifespan.
When Fang Long passed away, he had no regrets and was extremely gratified to see his thousands of descendants.
Most importantly, among his many bloodline descendants, one finally emerged with a superior spiritual root.
Moreover, he has the same wood elemental root as Fang Yun.
It was a very quiet and well-behaved child with fair skin, a cute appearance, and a bit of baby fat on his face.
According to seniority, this is Fang Yun's third-generation descendant, corresponding to the "Chang" generation of Ziqinghu.
Fang Long originally wanted to name him Changsheng (meaning "longevity"), to express his regret that he could not cultivate immortality or seek eternal life in this life.
Fang Yun felt that the name was too grand, and ordinary cultivators simply couldn't handle it.
So he was renamed "Fang Changqing".
Qing represents the virtue of wood, and this name also carries a connotation of longevity, which complements the meaning of the name.
Fang Long did not insist.
He passed away peacefully, even though he was just an ordinary person in this life.
He accomplished what none of his older brothers had been able to do.
Its branches spread far and wide, and its incense continues to burn.
Revitalizing the family business and passing on the torch.
Fang Long knew he had not disappointed his father, and left with a smile.
That year, Fang Changqing was exactly ten years old.
He wore mourning clothes and stayed by the altar for a long time before finally following his ancestor Fang Yun to the summit of Zizhu Mountain.
He began his spiritual journey.