Chapter 588

Qingyu Garden.

"This Qingyu Grass needs to be sprayed with spiritual rain once every three days to make the tender buds grow..."

"The Three Lives Tree fruit seedlings are most prone to insect pests, and must be checked once every morning and evening, paying special attention to the back of the leaves..."

In the new medicine field, Meng Tiandong was teaching farming experience to several young disciples.

Yu Santian and Hua Qing passed by, both worried about their rice bowls being snatched.

Fang Xing moved a rattan chair, leaned on the chair leisurely, and had a cattail fan in his hand.

These Qingmu Ridge disciples, although each had high cultivation, at least at the late stage of Qi Sensing, had never done farm work.

At this time, a young girl in red looked at her green and tender fingers covered in mud, and couldn't help but want to cry.

She is Jiang Shijie Hong's disciple, named "Dong Meier", who is pretty and pleasing, not only those young disciples, but even Yu Santian looked at her a few times secretly.

"Uncle Master Fang..."

Dong Meier didn't know when she came to Fang Xing's side, showing a beautiful figure: "Are you tired? Junior niece learned a set of techniques to relax muscles and blood, why not try it for you?"

"No need. In my place, you don't have to please me, but the rules must be kept. Since you are a medicine garden disciple, you have to work in the fields. Or do you want to be returned?"

Fang Xing glanced at Dong Meier and said indifferently.

"I dare not, I am willing to work."

Dong Meier had an expression of being about to shed tears, and silently returned to the medicine field, which made several male disciples next to her feel a stir in their hearts, giving birth to the idea of wanting to take good care of this girl, wishing they could finish the work in their hands immediately, and then go to help...

Fang Xing naturally didn't care about such small things.

"The so-called cicada knows before the autumn wind moves... There are many smart people in this world, but how many can truly avoid bad luck?"

"It seems that Fei Changnong dares to plan years or decades in advance, which shows that he is a smart person... Of course, it is more likely that nothing happened in the end, then these disciples are unlucky. At least they have contributions in the medicine garden, and they won't be much worse than other disciples..."

"It looks like he has a 60-70% grasp."

Fang Xing poured himself a cup of spiritual tea and didn't panic at all.

After accepting these disciples, Fei Changnong also gave a positive message.

This task of his in Qingyu Garden was set more than ten years ago and had already been on the golden book.

And the golden book had been locked by the sect's Yin God True Person, so no one could change it.

Or rather, those with the strength to change it didn't look down on this kind of task at all.

Therefore, Fang Xing can be considered to have picked up a bargain.

"Also... Fei Changnong entrusted the disciples to me, which means he has basically no suspicion of me?"

"Also... which sect's secret agent would be sent away for a hundred years after joining?"

Fang Xing drank a cup of tea leisurely, preparing to watch the situation change.

A few months later.

Inside the tree house.

A paper crane flew in shakily and was caught by Fang Xing.

"Jiang Shijie Hong? Inviting me to explore secrets?"

Fang Xing thought for a while. Recently, there was no news of the conflict between the Killing Sect and the ten major sects. It seemed that it was just a rumor, and now it has been falsified.

The few young disciples left in Qingyu Garden were somewhat indignant and wanted to find relationships to transfer privately.

Fang Xing didn't care about this at all, and even secretly supported it.

Anyway, if they leave, there will be less trouble. Why not do it?

But he thought about it and refused.

"Sorry, I have a heavy responsibility, it's hard to leave without authorization..."

He said a few words to the paper crane, Fang Xing flicked his sleeves, and let the paper crane fly away.

Now he really needs to watch the medicine garden, slowly ripen a batch of hundred-year spiritual medicines, and accumulate merit contributions.

Of course, the bigger reason is... he doesn't want to go out!

For him, any opportunity or adventure doesn't matter.

Being able to practice steadily is enough to stand at the peak of this world.

"Not to mention... the ten major righteous and evil sects are all stray dogs, and the outer lands are also poor countryside. What kind of opportunity can there be?"

"If it's for the sake of fighting to the death for the cave dwelling of Dao Foundation or Yin God True Person, that is putting the cart before the horse..."

Fang Xing closed his eyes and continued to practice.

The paper crane flew for a while and came to Shennong Hall, and was held by a slender hand.

"Hehe..."

Jiang Shijie Hong smiled: "Brother Changnong, it seems that our Zhou Shidi Fang is indeed a person of hard practice."

"This is giving him a bargain..."

Fei Changnong held a cup of spiritual tea with an expressionless face.

His invitation this time is both a test and a temptation.

If Fang Xing couldn't bear the bitter life, enjoyed fighting, adventure, and rich merit rewards... and took the initiative to resign from the Qingyu Garden task, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

"So many people have their eyes on the Qingyu Garden task. It seems that the matter of our sect going to war with the Blood Shadow Sect is true..."

Jiang Shijie Hong smiled: "The outside world is still spreading that the news is false, and many people have stopped, but I don't know if they will jump their feet later?"

"True and false, false and true... who can tell clearly?"

Fei Changnong sighed: "I really admire that Zhou Shidi Fang now. Only the extremely wise and the extremely stupid can not move... not moving can laugh to the end, otherwise swinging left and right in the middle is just a joke."

Jiang Shijie Hong sighed: "With Zhou Shidi Fang there, at least Meier and the others have a retreat. It's a pity they still dislike the bitterness... I have already reprimanded them and let them stay in Qingyu Garden. Otherwise, when the war really starts, the sect will be conscripted, and it will be too late to cry."

The outside world is chaotic, Fang Xing doesn't bother to pay attention to it at all. On the contrary, the few disciples who were making the most noise in the valley have calmed down again, letting him smell a different taste.

At the same time, he has actually been paying attention to the prices of goods in the outside world.

From the rise and fall of large-scale materials needed for war, many things can be seen.

For example... the upper level of the sect has been releasing true and false news to disturb the market.

"It seems that it is still going to be fought, but before fighting, we need to clean up the merchants and hearts within the territory?"

After knowing this, Fang Xing acted even more low-key.

This day.

A light fell outside Qingyu Garden, revealing Fei Yong's figure.

His aura was suspended and unstable, obviously he was injured internally.

"Brother Fang..."

Fei Yong's face was like gold paper, and he smiled bitterly and bowed.

"Eh?"

Not a single mistake in the content at a glance!

He looked at Fei Yong and found that this person's aura was suspended and unstable, obviously he was injured internally.

"Brother Fang..."

Fei Yong's face was like gold paper, and he smiled bitterly and bowed.

"You are injured?"

Fang Xing raised his hand slightly and released a natural healing.

Under the cover of green light, Fei Yong's complexion looked much better, with a few more red halos.

"When raiding the stage mountain, I encountered the 'Yellow Skin' of the Blood Shadow Sect's shadow vein. The 'Yellow Weasel Skin' he peeled off was extremely powerful, definitely from a late-stage Dao Foundation monster beast... I was still okay, Senior Brother Hua was targeted by him, and he was already unlucky."

Fei Yong was full of lingering fear, and said: "Brother Fang's hand of healing technique, if it goes to the battlefield, I don't know how many lives it can save..."

"Don't harm me."

Fang Xing shook his head hurriedly.

He doesn't even sell healing berries now. The first is that he doesn't look down on that bit of talisman money, and the second is that he doesn't want to have anything to do with the battlefield.

Seeing this, Fei Yong smiled bitterly.

Now he understands Fang Xing more and more.

It's just that there is no way, he can't leave the battlefield openly.

This time he also made military exploits, and it was not easy to have a period of leisure.

"How is the war situation ahead?"

Fang Xing walked with Fei Yong in the Evergreen tree forest and asked casually.

"Our side attacked many times, but still couldn't take down the stage mountain."

Fei Yong rarely told some truth: "That 'True Person Xianlian' is truly powerful. With the help of the 'Stage Formation', the shadow technique he performed can be fake and real... even the shadows summoned retain most of the combat power before death. It is said that there is one among them, which is our sect's 'Uncle Master Xuanmu'. Although the shadow did not reach the Yin God True Person level, ordinary late-stage Dao Foundation cultivators are not his opponents... Our side had three True Persons attacking together, but they were blocked by 'True Person Xianlian' and it was difficult to destroy the stage... Now the Blood Shadow Sect is upgrading the stage to a 'Stage Building', and there are a large number of spies sneaking into our abdomen. It can be said that there are beacons everywhere, and only near Qingmu Ridge is it slightly stable..."

"Fei Changqing is so miserable? Even the corpse was peeled?"

Fang Xing was speechless in his heart: "The demonic cubs in our sect's abdomen, can't they be cleaned up?"

Fei Yong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "According to our side's speculation, the Blood Shadow Sect should have a 'Spirit Illusion Paper House Cave Heaven' lurking in, as a mobile base... This Spirit Illusion Paper House Cave Heaven is between virtual and real, and is a world of its own, safe and incomparable, with higher secrecy. Even if you meet a Yin God True Person in a hurry, you can escape..."

"Now, even Qingli Swamp is very uneasy, and my Fei family has suffered heavy losses..."

He handed over a letter with blood on it: "This is a letter from Lv Feng of the Lv family."

Fang Xing took it and opened it, and saw the beginning:

"Nephew weeping blood and bowing a hundred times:..."

Lv Feng and the Lv family can be described as having bad luck. Before, they rashly intervened in the business of pills and magical artifacts, first spending a large amount of talisman money to hoard strategic materials, but encountered a big dive, and had to clear the warehouse and cut meat.

As a result, after cutting the meat, the war really broke out, and everyone from Lv Feng to the family elders vomited blood.

Just this time, the Lv family was seriously injured, and they couldn't recover for ten years, but they encountered a big war again.

As a force under Qingmu Ridge, whether it is the Fei family or Poison Dragon Slope, they must send people to be cannon fodder.

The Lv family sent many practitioners, and the family encountered demonic cultivation chaos, and even broke into the family to set fire, causing many deaths and injuries to mortals. Now Lv Feng wrote a letter, naturally to cry and ask for help.

"Alas... things have come to this, what can I do?"

Fang Xing sighed, his face indifferent, without mentioning the black snake and his other back-hand arrangements.

In fact, with the configuration of Poison Dragon Slope, as long as a few Dao Foundations don't go, his ten thousand acres of bamboo sea will be fine.

As for how many people the Lv family dies, that's none of his business.

Seeing this scene, Fei Yong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This Senior Brother Fang seems to have made up his mind to stay out of the tiger's den and protect himself.

"Also... Hu family Hu Liuniang, in order to protect several juniors, fought with demonic cultivation, and finally died of exhaustion..."

"The demonic cultivation that broke into Poison Dragon Slope later disappeared for some reason, otherwise the Lv family might have been destroyed..."

Fei Yong said a few more messages.

Not a single mistake in the content at a glance!

"Six Grandma also left..."

Fang Xing heard this news, but was somewhat melancholy: "The five friends of Floating Clouds back then are all gone..."

As for the demonic cultivation that suddenly disappeared?

Eight out of ten broke into the West Slope bamboo forest, and then there was no then...