Chapter 883: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming Cultivation Chapter 883 — The Mysterious Fang Men

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Just then, the female Earth God's expression changed again.

Only to see, in the darkness, ancient patterns were actually awakened, gradually lighting up with a faint dark golden glow.

They looked exactly the same as the array patterns around the giant flower bud before, fine and obscure, crisscrossing, winding and spreading along the surroundings.

At first, these array patterns were merely faint specks of light, but as the Xuanhuang Qi continuously gathered, the array patterns' radiance grew brighter and brighter, the dark gold and the gold of the Xuanhuang Qi reflecting off each other, illuminating the entire depths of the spiritual vein in gorgeous and magnificent splendor.

The originally scattered array patterns gradually wove into a net, enveloping the Xuanhuang Qi vortex in the center, looking both like a binding and like a guiding force.

The female Earth God pulled Xu Qiansui, retreating several zhang, opening up a safe distance.

These array patterns shared the same origin as those around the flower bud; obviously they were also laid down by the Dongting Immortal Sect's high level, and now activated by the Xuanhuang Qi, no one knew what change they might trigger.

While she concentrated and stayed on guard, her divine sense carefully spread out, probing toward that center, wanting to know what exactly was the source that had gathered hundreds of millions of strands of Xuanhuang Qi.

Xu Qiansui's whole body spirit patterns all lit up, her gaze fixed dead on the golden vortex ahead.

The vortex still spun, the golden light growing ever more intense, the rumbling sound ever louder, the array patterns ever brighter, dark golden lines continuously spreading across the ground and stone walls, turning the entire area into a secret realm woven of gold and dark gold.

The two of them plus one Xu Zhangqing, across a neither-far-nor-near distance, their gazes piercing through the dazzling golden light, bit by bit saw clearly the scene at the vortex's center.

That was none of the things they had anticipated, neither a counterpart of the giant flower bud, nor a strange object condensed from earth qi, let alone the legendary Lord of Consecration or Filth God.

Rather, it was a Fang Men ancient to the utmost.

This door stood over ten zhang high, its entire body forged from Xuanhuang Mother Qi.

Neither metal nor stone nor wood, yet harder than any magic treasure in the world.

The door pillars were carved full of long-lost ancient spiritual marks, every line breathing in and out earth qi, yellow qi, and Xuanhuang qi, as if the spiritual vein source of the entire Dongting Immortal Sect, even the entire Dongyu, had some connection with this door.

On the Fang Men's horizontal plaque, four vast, ancient, and heroic large characters were engraved: Xuanhuang Spirit Sect.

Every stroke stirred the pulse of the great earth, the pressure emitted even more terrifying than a Nascent Soul True Lord or a Spirit Transformation Venerable.

Hundreds of millions of strands of Xuanhuang Qi continuously gathered, then surged out unceasingly from within this Fang Men, then drawn and diverted by the array patterns on the outer perimeter, nourishing the entire Dongting Immortal Sect's spiritual veins.

The so-called spiritual vein abnormality, earth qi disorder, were all caused by this Xuanhuang Spirit Sect Fang Men's fluctuations; it was the root of everything.

And around the Fang Men, it had long been sealed tight by dense, layer upon layer of formations and restrictions, from the most basic Lock Spirit Array and Trapped Killing Array, to ancient-grade Sealing Vein Array and Concealing Breath Array, array patterns nesting into each other, impenetrable.

Not to mention approaching, even a wisp of divine sense trying to penetrate would be instantly shredded.

Obviously, the Dongting Immortal Sect's high level had long known of this Xuanhuang Spirit Sect Fang Men's existence, yet they neither destroyed it nor completely unsealed it, merely using a grand array to firmly imprison it, letting it continuously nourish the sect's spiritual veins and spirit fields.

The reason within was truly thought-provoking.

Xu Zhangqing, who witnessed all this through shared vision, felt both shock and a dawning realization.

No wonder the Immortal Sect's high level's attitude toward this was so subtle; turns out they were clear on the situation.

It could be seen, further investigation was meaningless; this place was dead-controlled by the Dongting Immortal Sect with a grand array; if the female Earth God and Xu Qiansui went deeper, they would only expose their tracks, ultimately gaining nothing for the loss.

Rather than forcing a hard breakthrough, better to later find acquaintances who know the sect's secrets like Mu Yunsheng and Mo Qiu Shui to inquire, which could instead clarify the Xuanhuang Spirit Sect's origins and history.

Immediately, Xu Zhangqing borrowed Xu Qiansui's mouth to order: "Withdraw at once, return the way you came, do not linger!"

The female Earth God was about to respond, when the Ten-Thousand-Year Xuanhuang Bamboo inside her body suddenly erupted with a burst of dazzling golden light.

A strand of pure Xuanhuang Qi surged into her eyes, letting her briefly see through the Fang Men's seals.

Inside the Fang Men, an object could be seen quietly suspended.

It was a Xuanhuang ancient coffin entirely cast from Xuanhuang Mother Qi, the coffin body entwined with ancient spiritual marks, now locked tight in the center by countless array patterns, unclear whether it was guarding the object inside the coffin or suppressing the existence within.

Just one glance, and the Xuanhuang Bamboo's spiritual light dimmed slightly.

The female Earth God dared not stay longer, nodding at Xu Qiansui to signal: "Go!"

The two hesitated no more, converging their auras, following the path they came, silently speeding toward above the spiritual vein.

After a period of time, the female Earth God and Xu Qiansui returned smoothly.

Xu Zhangqing cut off the shared vision, glancing at Han Su still sleeping beside the stone table.

He rose lightly, not disturbing the other, turned and left the spiritual vein cave abode.

However, after leaving the spiritual vein, Xu Zhangqing did not go to the Spirit Beast Valley or the Water Control Pavilion to inquire about secrets, but flew straight toward Qingmu Peak.

Escape light tore across the horizon; before long, Qingmu Peak came into view.

Spirit mist curled among the trees, spirit fields arranged in orderly disorder, lush green spirit plants undulating in the wind, the air permeated with rich wood spirit qi and the fragrance of grass and trees.

Xu Zhangqing descended slowly, feet stepping on the stone slabs, the shock on his face long since faded, returning once more to the ever-constant calm and indifference.

As if he had never delved deep into the spiritual vein, never stumbled upon the Xuanhuang Spirit Sect Fang Men and ancient coffin.

Returning to his residence, Xu Zhangqing did not rest, walking straight to the Third Grade Spirit Field.

There were planted the Three-Eyed Clan's Star Core Zichen Tree and Flowing Glow Star Heart Grass, and various rare spirit plants, all the things he currently valued most.

He would sometimes bend down to observe the spirit seedlings' growth, checking for any insect pest infestation.

Sometimes he would take out spirit spring to irrigate, regulating the spiritual energy concentration in the soil.

Every move, no different from usual.

In the following time, he stayed guarding the spirit field, meticulously tending to the various spirit plants, occasionally summoning Qingyao to give her a pointer or two.

This unperturbed demeanor was not deliberate disguise for outsiders, but born of caution.

The Xuanhuang Spirit Sect's secret was closely tied to the Dongting Immortal Sect's high level; before figuring out the attitudes of people like Mo Qiu Shui and Mu Yunsheng, any abnormal action might draw the Immortal Sect high level's attention, instead hindering subsequent plans.

Only by maintaining the status quo could he scheme in secret, planning step by step.

Of course, he wasn't idle; he would occasionally check some ancient books.

Trying to find some clues, but unfortunately not a single one mentioned related content.

As if the Xuanhuang Spirit Sect had been erased from the Dongting Immortal Sect here, without a trace.

Such peaceful days passed in a flash, and several days went by.

On this day, Xu Zhangqing was tending to the Star Core Purple Chen Seed when a Communication Jade Talisman suddenly activated.

"Hello?"

"Qing Ge, today is Linglong's birthday, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"I haven't forgotten, the gift is all prepared!"

"I'm tied up with affairs here, and it just so happens to coincide with the Lingqu Sect and the surrounding sects' transaction, so I can't rush to the Dongting Immortal Sect to celebrate Linglong's birthday..."

"Understood, I'll take good care of Linglong, the birthday celebration won't wrong her!"