Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 148 Death Barrier

Ancient Shu.

Xituo County, Zengjia Town.

Wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, with his sleeves rolled up, Fang Yixin skillfully harvested the spirit fields, inwardly cursing:

"This damn rain has been pouring down for three months straight... If it weren't for the protective array, the spirit seedling would have drowned long ago."

Ever since that night when a horrible crow was heard, three months of torrential rain have fallen, causing immense suffering to the people.

The cultivators fared somewhat better. The Zeng family used formations to guard the spiritual fields, barely managing to hold out until it was time to harvest, at which point they immediately mobilized to rush the harvest.

After all, activating the formation also requires a large amount of spiritual resources, and time waits for no one!

Fang Yixin overheard the other cultivators chatting and guessed that the strange phenomenon in the sky was caused by the death of some important figure. Therefore, he dared not curse aloud and only dared to grumble in his heart.

After finally harvesting the spirit rice, his hands were covered in tiny cuts, even though they were protected by magic.

Suddenly, he looked up and saw the dawn breaking, with a golden sun piercing through the clouds and shining down on the earth. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Finally, we made it through..." Along the way, he met various spiritual farmers who greeted him with smiles as they saw the rare sunshine.

"It's not easy..."

"Let's go grab a few drinks tonight..."

"I've heard that several beautiful and charming young women have arrived in the market..."

"Damn, it's too expensive; the cost of staying overnight is quite high..."

"I've heard that there was a battle between foundational cultivators near Luohe Mountain, and a powerful cultivator died, leaving behind a pile of 'Azure Origin Stones'... The nearby cultivators got a great deal. Maybe we should get together and go pick up some bargains..."

Fang Yixin looked at the person who spoke and realized it was a tenant farmer from the Lu family who had registered at the same time as him. The man had a mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivation level but did not agree. Now that Xituo County was in even greater chaos, they had even heard news of the death of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. How could he, with only an early-stage Qi Condensation cultivation level, dare to go out?

Aren't you afraid that someone will conspire with you to lure you out and kill you?

The Lu family cultivator didn't look at him, but instead looked at another old man with white hair and beard, who was thin and bony: "Old Tian... what do you say?" This Old Tian looked unremarkable, but he had the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm, which was considered a minor expert among rogue cultivators.

He was not a tenant farmer of the Zeng family, but a day laborer for the Le family.

The Le family, like the Fang and Hu families, came here as refugees but had a deep-rooted heritage. They not only had an ancestor who had reached the late stage of Qi cultivation, but also a "green mulberry and jujube tree" passed down from their ancestors, which could bear a round of jujubes every few years. Even eating them raw was beneficial to cultivation.

In Zengjia Town, that would be considered upper class among tenant farmers, which is why they could hire day laborers.

Old Tian had only recently wandered into Zengjia Town. It was said that his background was not very respectable, and even though his cultivation was high, no one wanted him as a tenant farmer. He could only do odd jobs for various families to make a living. Coincidentally, the Le family had more spiritual fields to cultivate and they were short-handed, so they hired him to do the work.

"The younger generation of the Le family are all very clever, and they are eager to cultivate now... so naturally they need to hire someone to do it for them."

"That Yue Mingxue is quite pretty. I wonder if my Wuchen and Wujiu have a chance?"

Thinking of the Le family, Fang Yixin couldn't help but feel envious.

Only then can one be considered a respectable family. His family and the Hu family are only slightly better than those of rogue cultivators.

On the way back to Zengjia Town, we saw another dwarf old man carrying a box and hawking his wares from street to street.

Fang Yixin, along with the Lu family scion and Old Tian, ​​dared not be negligent and bowed, saying, "Elder Xu..."

This old man's surname was Xu and his given name was Hei. He claimed to be a traveling merchant who had only been in Zengjia Town for a few days, but the Le family patriarch treated him with great courtesy.

According to Fang Yixin's guess, it was probably a master in the late stage of the Conqueror realm.

"Given the current chaos... anyone who dares to travel abroad as a merchant must be a ruthless character."

Thinking of Hu Quan'an's evaluation, Fang Yixin dared not neglect this dwarf old man.

"Hey hey hey... No need for formalities. I would be eternally grateful if you could patronize my business..."

The old man with the dark complexion returned the greeting with a smile. As expected of a merchant, he was very good at maintaining appearances: "I am going to the Le family today to discuss the sale of those spirit fruits. If any of you have newly harvested rice, you may also trade with me..."

Xu Hei picked up the cargo box, about to leave, when he seemed to remember something: "By the way... I heard that the ancient Shu region is recruiting soldiers to reclaim lost territory, and they're also recruiting us rogue cultivators... I heard the rewards are generous, including foundational cultivation techniques, pills to enhance mana, magic artifacts and talismans... even foundational pills! If you all want to try your luck, you might as well go..."

"Ancient Shu...recruiting independent cultivators?"

Upon hearing this news, Fang Yixin was genuinely stunned.

Lu Jiazi, standing nearby, was breathing heavily: "The Dao Foundation Pill? It's actually the Dao Foundation Pill? This is a miraculous elixir for reaching the Dao Foundation stage... Dao Foundation ancestors live to be two hundred years old, riding the clouds and mist, just like immortals... If I were at the Dao Foundation stage, I would have no regrets even if I died."

How could Fang Yixin not know Ji Zungui?

This patriarch of the Zeng family is a Dao Foundation cultivator!

"This young master of the Lu family has lofty ambitions... Could it be that he has consumed a true genius of the third rank or above?"

A thought struck him. Looking at the restless Lu family member, he thought to himself, "This guy's probably going to get a beating from his elders tonight..." Fang Yixin looked at Old Tian: "Old Tian...you just came from Ancient Shu, right? Have you thought about going back?"

"go back?"

Old Tian's face was full of bitterness as he shook his head and said, "I traveled a long way and saw only wailing everywhere, with people exchanging their own children to eat, like a hellish inferno... We finally managed to settle down, so what's the point of going back? I only swallowed lower-third-tier True Essence; how could that possibly build my Dao foundation?"

"Old Tian, ​​that's not right... Even if you can't reach the Foundation Establishment stage, it would be good to break through to the late Qi Refining stage if you could get a miraculous pill." Lu Jiazi said, "Look at the Le family patriarch and the traveling merchant Xu... they're living much happier lives than us."

"This world is too cruel. Even those at the Foundation Establishment stage have many unspeakable hardships. How can one talk about being carefree and happy? It's just about surviving..."

Old Tian shook his head and said no more.

Fang Yixin's heart stirred, and she felt that this old Tian might have some story behind him.

"But it's none of my business... Even if there's trouble, it's the Le family's problem."

He went straight home, and his wife, Madam Hu, greeted him: "Grandfather hasn't eaten or drunk anything for several days..."

"What?"

Fang Yixin was heartbroken and rushed to Fang Jingchun's room, where she saw an old man lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper.

He quickly channeled a wisp of magic into the old man, only to find that the old man was already on his last legs and there was nothing he could do to save him.

The coolness of the [Ji Shui] magic brought Fang Jingchun back to his senses. Seeing his grandson, he exclaimed, "One…!"

"Grandfather, I'm here."

Fang Yixin quickly grasped her grandfather's hand.

"To witness your entry into the Dao and to hear of the annihilation of my family by my enemies, I have no regrets in this life... except for one thing."

Fang Jingchun experienced a sudden surge of clarity before death, and when he recalled the past, he found that many scenes of his childhood in Sanshui'ao had become blurred. The most vivid memory was of his encounter with the immortal.

He took a few deep breaths and instructed, "After I die, bury me facing east..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened, and he died instantly.

"grandfather·……"

Fang Yixin was in a daze, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.

Before long, white banners were hung in the Fang residence, and the sound of weeping could be heard... Hu Quan'an also rushed over to offer his condolences...

Lejia.

Having just completed a transaction involving Qi-cultivating spiritual resources, Xu Hei emerged from the mansion, gazing in the direction of the crying. His eyes remained calm and unwavering as he left Zengjia Town on his own…

Wusheng Temple.

Fang Qing sighed: "Jing Chun is gone... His two younger siblings were not as strong as him, and they died even earlier..."

"From then on, my relationship with those companies became increasingly distant..."

Actually, this is a good thing for him.

The less distant the blood ties, the less likely they are to be traced back.

Furthermore, the three Fang siblings were all cautious people and did not leave behind any paintings or calligraphy.

In other words, all those who saw him in Sanshui'ao during his childhood and after he began cultivating immortality have already passed away.

Even when he met Fang Yixin in person afterward, Fang Yixin treated him like a stranger.

Ding ding!

Just then, the bell rang.

Fang Qing leisurely emerged from the pass and saw Miao Feng and the other three Mingzi and Mingfei.

Miao Feng's eyes were bright, revealing a hint of pride: "Master sensed the spiritual energy impact dissipate and is about to go into seclusion... We went to see him off..." Fang Qing looked up and saw a sliver of sunlight.

A quick calculation reveals that the spiritual shock from Su Wu's failure to prove Jin has indeed passed, and there's no time to delay any longer; he must now go into seclusion.

He followed several Mingzi to the underground palace of Wusheng Temple, followed by Sangji Shou's other disciples, as well as high-ranking monks and heretical protectors from the temple...

Sangji, still looking fierce and menacing, wore a tiger-skin robe and clasped his hands together: "The spiritual energy has passed, and I am about to enter seclusion to attain the status of Dharma King... You should cultivate diligently. If you see piled-up earth forming mountains, temples radiating precious light, heavenly flowers and golden lotuses, or wondrous Brahma lands emerging, all composed of countless precious stones and hundreds of thousands of kinds of incense, adorned with wondrous beauty surpassing all heavenly beings... you should congratulate me!"

"Follow the law."

Miao Feng and the other Mingzi obeyed the order and saw Sangji seal the underground palace. One by one, the Dharma protectors descended and inspected the mandala rituals.

Another tiger-skin robe transformed into the Tiger Demon King, who sat in the center of the mandala.

"This formation was just sent from the Secret Realm, and it already has the Purple Mansion level..."

"Sangji is in seclusion, protected by the Purple Mansion Array. Even if Purple Mansion cultivators attack, it can delay them for some time... Of course, this only applies to his cave."

"Furthermore, once attacked, these guardian Vajras will immediately report to the Great Snow Mountain...it's tantamount to waging war against the Secret Realm, a fight to the death." "Therefore, it's perfectly safe to remain in seclusion in Xituo County..."

Fang Qing muttered to himself, looking at the beaming faces of Miao Feng and the other Mingzi, he really couldn't be bothered to pay them any attention: "They're about to face a great calamity... and they still don't realize it." He had been clueless about the Purple Mansion before, but after subduing Sangji, his knowledge had broadened, so how could he not know the difficulties facing the Purple Mansion?

Once the Purple Mansion is achieved, it's like a complete transformation; from then on, one is no longer a pawn in the ancient Shu capital, but a player.

Because of its extraordinary status, it is extremely difficult to prove.

"But the Dharma King's non-retrogression is somewhat different, requiring the assistance of destiny... Although Sangji has consumed a spiritual object from the Purple Palace, his destiny is severely lacking... "It can only be said that... it is extremely difficult and the hope is slim."

Fang Qing glanced at the laughing and joking monks and thought to himself, "It's best to pack up and run away as soon as possible..."