Chapter 111 Seclusion
Fang Xian had saved Zhu Yingzi's life and taught her the way of Taoism. Zhu Yingzi had always had a good impression of him and walked up to him, chattering away, telling him about their farewell.
"Later, I heard from Senior Brother Zhuge that after meeting Brother Fang Xian in the Kunlun Kingdoms, Yingzi wanted to go to the West for training, but the Master did not allow it..."
"Yes, Sister Yingzi felt aggrieved for several days afterwards..." Han Yingzhu added with a smile.
"I want you to keep talking!"
Zhu Yingzi's face turned red, which looked very beautiful.
The young man next to him was stunned.
"Who is this?"
Fang Xian looked at the young man and pretended not to know him.
"We haven't encountered any opportunities along the way, but we met this young man. He has good talent and good fortune. I want to bring him back to Shushan..."
Zhu Yingzi replied.
"Lin Jinglong, I have met the Immortal!"
Lin Jinglong stepped forward to greet him. As expected, he had an extraordinary appearance, good aptitude, good bones and good fortune.
The last time Fang Xian killed the monster in his house, he appeared in the image of an old Taoist priest with a yellow face. Of course, this boy didn't recognize his true appearance now.
Otherwise, you would be guilty and feel uneasy.
"Yeah, the little guy is good..."
Fang Xian took a quick look and saw that he still had good fortune, and he immediately understood.
Although he broke the spell with one sword last time, Zhang Xiaosan was a soft-hearted goody-goody who had begged to spare the lives of the Lin family before.
I'm afraid that now that I'm being begged, I'll give up the opportunity and luck, right?
You must know that the word "opportunity" also requires struggle.
If you don't accept God's gift, you will suffer the consequences!
He didn't care what happened between the Lin family and the Zhang family, he just watched coldly.
Since Zhang Xiaosan gave up the chance of immortality, it can only be considered that he is unlucky!
You must know that in life, there are some things that you cannot give up!
He is not Zhang Xiaosan's father, and the money and goods have already been paid, so of course he will not interfere.
"Why is Brother Fang here?"
Han Yingzhu asked.
"Oh? I came to get something."
Fang Xian replied with a smile.
"What is it? Do you need my help?" Zhu Yingzi asked hurriedly.
“No need…”
Fang Xian shook his head, walked to the stream, reached out and picked up a stone mirror from the mud.
The surface of this stone mirror is gray, as if it was carved out of a piece of stone. It barely looks like a mirror, and there are a lot of cracks on the surface.
"The divine object is self-obscuring... This Sansheng Mirror has the ability to disrupt divination. I don't know how long it has been thrown here. If I don't come to take it, the one who is most destined to it is actually..."
Fang Xian glanced at Lin Jinglong.
The boy looked at the stone mirror in his hand with an expression of doubt and loss.
"But if you think about it carefully, it's normal. After all, the ancestor of the Zhang family was probably practicing the way of reincarnation, and Lin Jinglong inherited the Zhang family's good fortune... He is also predestined to have this mirror, but it's not as old as mine, otherwise he wouldn't have come a step late..."
If the other party took the mirror first, getting it back would require some tricks and many twists and turns.
Fang Xian suddenly felt that he was indeed the son of destiny in this world. He was treated as the protagonist and basically everything went smoothly no matter what he did.
"The fate of the leader of the three immortals... hehe... how can you repay the great fortune given to you by heaven and earth?"
He felt a little sneer and a little disappointed in his heart.
"Brother Fang Xian, are you looking for this thing?" Zhu Yingzi looked at the stone mirror in Fang Xian's hand and didn't think there was anything special about it.
"Well, fortunately everything went well. As for your chances..."
A smile appeared on Fang Xian's lips.
Having already given Zhuge Wenxian an opportunity before, he didn't mind giving the two girls some pointers.
Leaving this foreshadowing behind, perhaps you can make a fortune in the future.
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Wuyang City.
Outside the city, there is a mountain residence.
"Disciple greets Master!"
Lord Lu was pacing nervously, and when he saw Fang Xian coming, he hurried forward to salute.
"Um……"
Fang Xian descended from the sky, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked around the mountain residence.
This attic was built against the mountain and covered a large area. What made him most happy was the small pond in the courtyard.
Although it is midwinter, by planting some flowers and plants, you can look forward to the spring next year.
"This place is well decorated. You've put a lot of thought into it."
He couldn't help but nodded.
"Master has been very kind to my family. What does a mere house mean to you?" Lord Lu replied respectfully.
"Your cultivation level is only enough to match the seed?"
Fang Xian took a quick glance and understood Marquis Lu's progress in cultivation: "It's been three years to advance one realm, which is a bit slow. You must know that the four little ones have magical powers and can reverse the golden elixir!"
"I am ashamed..." Lu Hou rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking how could he compare with the three immortals and two heroes? But he could only bear the master's lecture with grievance.
Suddenly thinking of something, he asked again: "Bi Lian'er...how should we deal with it?"
"Are you still keeping her locked up?"
Fang Xian stared at Lord Lu in surprise and waved his hands: "Kill him, release him, or keep him imprisoned, it's up to you. Don't bother me with such trivial matters... Your mission is to upgrade your magical powers. When the time comes, I will give you treasures. Go down..."
After sending his cheap disciple away, Fang Xian wandered around the mountain retreat again.
There was silence all around. Originally, the Lu family was planning to send some maids and cooks, but Fang Xian refused.
He came into the courtyard and a stone mirror appeared in his hand.
"The Three Lives Mirror has been damaged too badly, it needs to be nurtured day and night with magical power..."
At this moment, with a pinch of his fingers, the mirror fell into the pond without even a ripple.
Fang Xian pointed lightly again, and the Fire Dragon Sword flew out, transformed into a red carp, fell into the pond, and swam and played around.
He sat cross-legged by the pond and began to practice quietly.
Black and white colors emerged from his body, flowing continuously, like the two yin and yang of Tai Chi.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation..."
"This tactic is still a bit crude and incomplete , I need to continue to deduce and supplement it..."
"And if I gain some understanding, I may be able to use reincarnation as a foundation to create a set of 'Great Reincarnation Sword Techniques'..."
As for the sword fight between the Shushan Sword Sect and other sects, he really didn't want to get involved.
This sword fight must be the beginning of a great calamity for the immortals in the world of cultivation. In the original process, the three immortals and two heroes must shine, test their swords in the world, make friends with many righteous predecessors, explore a large number of secret realms, and help the weak and eliminate the demons.
But to Fangxian, these things are external things and not worth worrying about.
Even if they obtained some elixir or magic pill in the process, and their cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, what did it matter?
How should these relationships be repaid in the end?
In the end, I'm afraid you might end up shooting yourself in the foot.
"I have everything I need ... I hope to cultivate to the level of a primordial spirit or even an immortal in peace and stability without any disasters... It seems unlikely."
"But at least, we have to transform from chess pieces into chess players!"
What three immortals and two heroes, what great calamity of the immortals, to put it bluntly, are nothing more than a few old monsters in the human world and a few ascended immortals playing a game of chess.
Fang Xian has now vaguely grasped the clue, but the other four, no matter how well they are doing, are just struggling in this pond.
But he has already taken half a step ashore!
