Qingyuan Immortal Palace

"A poem written by me?" The Foundation Establishment monk was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "It wasn't written by me, it was written by Du~~an ancient person~~an ancient person from my hometown~~it's a poem from my hometown~~~ "

The monk couldn't help but smile hoarsely and said: "Sorry, I missed my hometown for a moment! Haha~~" The foundation-building monk shook his head.

"Uncle Master, your hometown must be somewhere far away!"

Fang Yang also missed his hometown, Fengcheng, and the Fang family in his heart, and he felt the same.

The same emotion subtly brought the relationship between Fang Yang and the monk closer.

"Yes~~My hometown is very far away~~~very far~~very far~~~" the foundation-building monk said, looking at a place far away.

He suddenly turned around and said, "Your name is Fang Yang, right? You seem to be very loyal to help that stupid guy. My name is He Dong. I'm at Qingluo Peak in Wanxiang Mountain. I can come here if you have anything to do in the future." Find me."

With that said, he walked to the special training room for foundation-building monks in the agency building.

Fang Yang later found out that Uncle He was very powerful.

He didn't start cultivating until he was twenty-five years old, and now he is already a monk on the second level of the foundation building before he is forty years old.

However, I also learned that because he cultivated very late, I am afraid he missed the best period. If there are no adventures, I am afraid that his cultivation in this life will only be at the peak of foundation building, and it will be difficult to surpass the golden elixir.

Fang Yang also heard that He Dong's hometown is very far away and even a mystery.

Some people even suspected that he was a spy. Later, it was only after several Jindan elders arranged a heart-searching formation that they confirmed that he was not a spy, but really an ordinary monk.

You must know that in front of the Questioning Heart Formation, even the monks at the top of the Golden Core cannot lie.

Fang Yang didn't dare to inquire about the secrets of the foundation-building monks, but he felt that He Dong was a good person, so he was willing to make friends with him.

Although monsters and beasts are rampant in the depths of Linglan Mountain and are extremely dangerous, the closer to the spiritual veins, the stronger the spiritual energy becomes.

Fang Yang and the others flew for half a month in the mechanism tower controlled by the Golden Core cultivator at a speed close to that of the Golden Core cultivator.

After resting several times in Linglan Mountain, we arrived at "Lingkui Wanxiang Mountain" where the Wanxiang Gate is located, and then there was the cumbersome entrance ceremony.

Wanxiang Mountain is not the only sect of Wanxiang Sect. In addition, there are hundreds of large and small mountains in the surrounding area.

There are also some cultivation families that are attached to the Wanxiang Sect. The ancestors of many cultivation families are disciples of the Wanxiang Sect. Later, for the sake of convenience, they moved their families directly here and established their own families.

These vast places are the places where monks in the Qi Refining Period practice and live, covering an area of ​​nearly a thousand miles.

Of course, this area of ​​thousands of miles is actually insignificant compared to the hundreds of thousands of miles of Linglan Mountain.

The major cultivating sects are far apart from each other, and each occupies its own territory. Although there are occasional conflicts, they are generally on the same page.

In the end, as expected, Fang Yang and the three of them were assigned to Wanmu Peak, which has the weakest spiritual energy among the seven immortal peaks of Wanxiang Sect.

Some time later, Fang Yang, Zhang Lin, and Nuo Po were chatting and basking in the sun on a mountain with thin spiritual energy.

They have been here for almost half a month, but when they first came, a senior brother who was in the late stage of Qi training arranged a cave for them to live in, but no one took care of it, as if they had been forgotten.

However, they are either casual cultivators or barbarians, and they feel much freer if no one cares about them.

During this period, Fang Yang also learned a lot about the situation from the mouths of the Qi-training-stage seniors and the Foundation-building-stage "juniors" who were stationed at Wanmu Peak.

Wanxiang Sect is one of the orthodox immortal cultivation sects with a long history. The sect has been established for more than tens of thousands of years.

The founder's name was Ancestor Wanxiang. No one knew how high his cultivation level was, but even if he was not the highest cultivation base at that time, he was probably the most knowledgeable monk in the entire Linglan Mountains.

The ancestor of Wanxiang can be said to be a generalist, and he is expert in elixirs, divination, talismans, weapons, formations, and mechanisms.

Among them, the formation is even more powerful, and is known as the number one formation in Linglan Mountain.

To this day, although the Wanxiang Sect has lost many of its inheritances due to the incompetence of its descendants, its formations are still number one in Linglan Mountain.

There are seven peaks in Lingkui Wanxiang Mountain, and the main peak in the middle is called Lingkui Peak.

This is also the place where the Wanxiang Sect is located. It has the best spiritual energy. Only elders, as well as disciples with great potential and strong backers can move in. It is equivalent to the aristocratic area of ​​Linglan Mountain.

As for the others, they are Qingluo Peak, which studies formations, Lingfu Peak, which develops talismans, Shenji Peak, which studies weapon refining, Tianji Peak, which studies heavenly divination, Baiqiao Peak, which makes mechanisms, and finally, those who grow spiritual herbs and refine elixirs. Wanmu Peak.

It is said that if Wanxiang Mountain was at its peak ten thousand years ago, the strength of any peak would probably be stronger than any other sect in Linglan Mountain.

But in today's Wanxiang Sect, except for the Qingluo Peak for formations and the Baiqiao Peak for mechanism control, all other peaks have declined.

The most declining one is Wanmu Peak where Fang Yang and others are located.

"My mother~~This Wanmufeng is too rubbish."

Nuopo looked downcast this time and said carelessly.

"I thought that after leaving the village and becoming an immortal master, I would be able to learn more spells and go back to protect our Nuowang Village in the future. I didn't expect that I would be exposed to the sun for half a month when I came here."

"Brother Nuo, please be patient!" Fang Yang shook his head and smiled.

"No matter what happens, I believe that our brothers will work together to create a bright future."

"Yes! Yes, brothers, work together to create a great future."

Fang Yang, Zhang Lin, and Nuo Po have been talking more and more these days, so the three of them have become sworn brothers and plan to create a piece of sky that belongs to them in this world full of evil, lies, and hardships.

After a few days, it seems that the disciples of other peaks have almost been arranged. Only then did three Wanxiangmen disciples from Wanmu Peak come to arrange Fang Yang and his disciples.

These three disciples, one in white and two in green. In Wanxiangmen, green clothes are generally worn by foundation-building cultivators, while white clothes are worn by ordinary Qi training disciples.

And Jindan cultivators all wear red robes, so the "big red robe" mentioned by low-level cultivators refers to Jindan cultivators.

The green-clothed disciples did not speak, each of them brought a new disciple, and took them to familiarize themselves with the environment of Wanmu Peak.

In the first few days, Fang Yang and his disciples stayed in one place to bask in the sun. They knew that this was a sect and they could not barge in, otherwise they would lose more than they gained if they touched any prohibitions or taboos.

Although he got acquainted with several disciples in the late stage of Qi training, he did not go around.

The white-clothed foundation-building cultivator said indifferently, "Those who are above the tenth level of Qi training, follow me. The rest, you two lead them." Then the white-clothed foundation-building cultivator left with two cultivators.

At this time, a green-clothed senior brother in the late stage of Qi training pointed at Fang Yang and the other three, "Then you three, follow me, I will take you to each peak and hall. My name is Zhou Chenghao, you can just call me Senior Brother Zhou."

"I'm Fang Yang." "I'm Zhang Lin." "My name is Nuo Po!" Nuo Po said carelessly.

Fang Yang shook his head and immediately kicked Nuo Po's hind legs. Nuo Po suddenly realized and said, "My name is Nuo Po, please teach me, Senior Brother."

"Huh~~ So you're a barbarian~" Zhou Chenghao snorted.

Apparently, he also discriminated against the barbarians.

Fang Yang and Zhang Lin's faces changed, and they were about to get angry, but they saw that Nuo Po didn't care at all, scratching the back of his head and smiling foolishly.

"He swallowed his anger and had a strong character." Fang Yang and Zhang Lin actually had some insights in their hearts. They secretly thought that Nuo Po was not particular about trivial matters and had an extraordinary character. They could not help but admire him even more.

Fang Yang and the other two were just stunned for a moment and immediately followed this senior brother Zhou Chenghao.

Although Zhou Chenghao despised Nuo Po as a barbarian, he was a cultivator of the eleventh level of Qi training. He had been a cultivator for twenty years and was very familiar with the Wanxiang Sect. He was also very talkative and had many acquaintances in various peaks.

Moreover, many of his former friends had become foundation-building cultivators. Fang Yang and the others saved a lot of trouble by following this know-it-all.

Zhou Chenghao pointed to the peaks of the Wanxiang Mountains and smiled, "Although our Wanxiang Sect is ranked last among the major sects in Linglan Mountain on the surface, the concentration of spiritual energy in the sect is extremely remarkable."

Later, Fang Yang and the other three finally understood that although the strength of the Wanxiang Sect was not the best, it was a place with extremely rich spiritual energy in the entire Linglan Mountain thanks to the terrain of the Wanxiang Mountains and the sect's spirit gathering formation.

In other words, relying on the art of formation, Wanxiangmen turned waste into treasure.

"Each peak of the major inheritance in Wanxiang Mountain has different characteristics. Although Qingluo Peak and Lingkui Peak, where the sect is located, have long-term inheritance, the art of formation and mechanism are profound and powerful, of course, but our Wanmu Peak is not bad either."

Zhou Chenghao explained that there is a spiritual spring on the top of Wanmu Peak, and the spring water contains some spiritual energy, which is used to irrigate spiritual herbs, so a medicine garden is formed.

"Ah~~" Zhou Chenghao sighed and said, "If it weren't for the decline of alchemy, the inheritance of our Wanmu Peak would be cut off, and I'm afraid it would still be one of the best in Wanxiangmen now."

Although Wanmu Peak has declined, Fang Yang couldn't help but feel happy.

Because he knew that what declined in Wanmu Peak was the alchemy technology. With Zhou Chenghao's leadership, Fang Yang and his team passed through a series of restrictions and found that fields with spiritual herbs could be seen almost everywhere within the restrictions on Wanmu Peak.

Even the vacant land between the palace lofts was cultivated and planted with a large number of spiritual herbs he had never seen before.

Zhou Chenghao was not as happy as Fang Yang, and shook his head and said: "Alas~~ Although the inheritance left a lot of spiritual herbs, the alchemy skills have declined. Now we can only refine low-level elixirs in Wanmu Peak, and many of these spiritual herbs have been purchased by other sects."

"Why don't you refine the elixir yourself?" Fang Yang asked in confusion.

"Make the elixir yourself?" Zhou Chenghao said with some disdain, "It's easier said than done. The cost of making the elixir is huge!"

"Our Wanmu Peak has lost the inheritance of making the elixir. Every year, each mountain must contribute to the sect. We have already done our best by planting spiritual herbs to complete the task. If we take the risk of making the elixir, the success rate will be too low. If we fail, I am afraid it will make us even worse, or even cause a disaster."

"And~~" Zhou Chenghao paused and said, "Now each peak has a Jindan cultivator in charge, but our Wanmu Peak only has cultivators at the top of the foundation building stage, and we can't say anything at all."

Indeed, without the Jindan cultivator in charge, Wanmu Peak not only has a heavy task, but also gets fewer resources from the sect.

Zhou Chenghao's words were a little helpless, but they also revealed the true situation of Wanmu Peak.

However, Fang Yang was not affected at all. Looking at this Wanmu Peak, it was simply a herb garden, and his heart was full of joy.

He secretly decided to add more spiritual herbs to Qingyuan Xianshan while practicing more skills such as the mechanisms and formations of the Wanxiang Sect.