A few years later.

Fang Xing wore a kudzu robe and looked relaxed as he sat in front of the Wanhua Cauldron.

Although there was a magical alchemy furnace in the alchemy room, it didn't appeal to him at all and had been thrown aside long ago, ready to be sold when he found an opportunity in the future.

At this time, the Wanhua Cauldron roared and opened suddenly.

Streams of medicine overflowed, and clouds of five colors rose up, turning into the shape of Ganoderma lucidum.

On top of the five-color Ganoderma lucidum, there are pills that exude a rich aroma.

Fang Xing played a pill collecting technique, and each pill of 'Lingzhi Pill' fell into his hand. There were seven pills in total, but three of them contained a circle of dark erysipelas.

"A furnace contains ten materials, four are genuine, three are defective, and three are useless..."

"Such results seem to be pretty good among third-level alchemists... At least Mu Wanlong's attainments in 'Lingzhi Pill' are far inferior to mine."

Fang Xing smiled slightly.

Of course, he can also use the mysterious power of the Wanhua Cauldron to upgrade four genuine pills into top-quality pills.

Those three inferior products can be saved and turned into genuine elixirs. Even if you don't eat them, selling them will still be a huge amount of resources.

Back then, Mu Wanlong himself was a third-level alchemist, earning a lot of resources for the Mu family, and even trained several alchemy monks.

Although it consumes part of the Mu family's wealth, it also shows how much the alchemist earns spiritual stones!

"This Ten Thousand Transformations Cauldron is very powerful, and it will greatly help improve my alchemy skills... What's more, I have Nascent Soul's magic power and spiritual consciousness... I go back to practice third-level skills, and I have a high position, which also has bonuses..."

This Ten Thousand Transformations Cauldron was obtained from Master Wan Fa. How great would it be to be able to help him from inferior spiritual root qualifications to practice all the way to perfect elixir formation and hope for Nascent Soul?

Although it is not known whether it can purify the fourth-level elixir, its current performance is even more powerful for Fang Xing.

"After all...I'm not Wanfa's unlucky guy, I'm better than Tianlinggen..."

He got up and walked into the meditation room.

He casually took out a cold jade bottle, smeared the 'Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk' inside on his body, swallowed a pill of the exquisite 'Ganoderma Pill' that he had refined before, and began to practice silently.

Thanks to such terrifying resource blessings and his own talent, Fang Xing's cultivation progress has been making rapid progress in the past few years.

It feels like it won’t take long before you can reach the peak of the early stage of pill formation and try to break through to the middle stage of pill formation.

'This kind of speed will make the ten demons and demons cry when they see it...'

Fang Xing was immersed in cultivation and had long forgotten how time flies in the outside world.

…

Baihua Mountain.

Ancestral hall.

Mu Wanlu was wearing a graceful and luxurious golden robe, standing with his hands behind his hands, silently looking at a soul lamp.

It belonged to the family leader Mu Wanlong.

Although Mu Wanlong ordered him to temporarily take over the position of head of the Mu family, as long as he does not become a full-time official, he will still be a deputy.

"Master, no, Mu Wanlong has been in seclusion for many years, and the soul lamp is still so dim. I'm afraid the situation is not good..."

Mu Wanqing stood behind Mu Wanlu, with a hint of heaviness in his voice.

"What else do you want? I have already handed over my power and am no longer in charge. I am just quietly refining elixirs in the cave to heal my wounds..."

Mu Wanlu turned around and stared at Mu Wanqing calmly: "Do you think I can't even afford to wait these few years?"

"Of course I don't mean this, but my family has been having a hard time in the past few years..."

Mu Wanqing expressed his bitterness: "Mu Wanlong made a mess of things and went into seclusion...Now the Xiaoyuan Mountain mine is really going to be lost, and our Mu family's biggest income from the outside world will be cut off."

...For such a big matter, the real owner of the family must be called out and everyone can discuss it carefully..."

Mu Wanru glanced at Mu Wanqing and said nothing.

The family lineage was originally powerful and had many interests, but when Mu Qinglan died and Mu Wanlong was seriously injured, they were constantly cannibalized by their elders.

It's just that Mu Wanlong is still alive, but there is a sense of dishonesty and dishonesty in his words.

What's more... Mu Wanlong has not produced any elixirs in the past few years. Instead, he has been urging the family to supply spiritual herbs. Although most of them are just basic materials, it is not a good signal.

‘Why not wait quietly? Why bother to break up? After all, we belong to a big family. If we can’t maintain this on the surface, the decline of the family and the disintegration of people’s hearts will inevitably start from this...'

Mu Wanlu could see clearly, but this is where human sorrow lies.

Even if he sees it clearly, it's useless. His Taoist companions, his descendants and relatives will force him to do things he doesn't want to do for the sake of profit.

"That's all...I don't care about this anymore."

He shook his head and left the ancestral hall.

"Hehe...Brother Wanlu, you are too shy after all."

Mu Wanqing narrowed his eyes: "Now, in Mu Wanlong's lineage, the one with the highest level of cultivation is Ke Qing's 'Gua Half Immortal'. He is a third-level Gua Master in the early stage of pill formation... Humph, this person has secretly prepared to leave my Mu family.

, it’s time to clean up properly.”

The strength of the Gua Banxian lies in fortune-telling and fortune-telling. Even because he practices the art of divination, he gets old before he gets old and his combat power is average. Even Mu Wanqing can easily defeat him.

What's more important is that this person is from Mu Wanlong's family, and now he has the idea of ​​​​breaking away from the Mu family. Naturally, he wants to raise an army to investigate and punish Mu Wanlong!

In other words, the latter goal is more important.

…

A few days later.

Fang Xing walks around the cave every day and receives a batch of basic medicinal materials.

Suddenly, a transmission note flew in.

He held the transmission talisman and frowned slightly: "Can it still be better? I have already retreated to this step, what else can I do?"

Although the transmission talisman only said that the Gua Banxian had been caught leaving the Mu family and wanted to ask him to deal with it.

But of course Fang Xing knew that this was forcing Mu Wanlong to cut off his arm.

Maybe if he steps in to deal with it, other Jiedan elders will throw out evidence that the other party is colluding with foreign enemies.

And in the final analysis, it’s all about killing them all!

'This family's cohesion and family tradition are so bad... I have already retreated to this step. Could it be that even my fourth-level cave is being targeted?'

'Recently, I have to try to break through to the middle stage of the core formation. It's really troublesome... there are so many idiots in the shallow water.'

Fang Xing came out of seclusion with a look of displeasure on his face and came to the Mu family ancestral hall.

When he glanced around, he saw that the four major alchemy elders, Mu Wanlu, Mu Wanqing, Mu Wandao, and Mu Qingfeng, were all there.

'The Mu family is worthy of being the number one alchemy-forming family. There are so many alchemy-forming monks alone. If Mu Qinglan is still there, plus many guests, it will indeed be a great force. Only the Nascent Soul Lord is in charge.

Already...'

When Fang Xing saw this scene, he nodded secretly in his heart.

Mu Wanqing immediately greeted him, his eyes full of concern: "Master, your soul lamp has been dimming, but your injury has not healed? I have a third-level 'Nine-Flower Treasure Yuan Dan' here, which is a supreme holy item for healing.

How about you give it a try?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Mu Wandao and Mu Qingfeng changed.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is ultimately the cultivation that speaks. If Mu Wanlong has not recovered from his serious injury, he may indeed be abandoned.

This is the reality of the law of the jungle!

"I'm not dead yet... Wan Dao, why are you here?"

Fang Xing looked at Mu Wandao.

Mu Wandao's voice was a little bitter: "The White Crane Sect teamed up with the Miaodan Lin Family to attack Xiaoyuan Mountain... The Qiankun Dao side has also been attacked, and the spirit stone veins have been completely lost..."

"I see, I can't blame you."

Fang Xing came to the position of the head of the family and sat down with a golden sword.

This scene made Mu Wanlu's heart twitch. He had tried his best for the Mu family in the past few years, but in the end he was still the acting head of the family.

If the name is not correct, then the words will not be correct.

"Then... let's discuss the matter of Gua Banxian."

Fang Xing waved his hand: "This man is a talented person. I spent a lot of effort to get him to be my guest... He has been in charge of the soul-detecting platform for many years. He has always been cautious about his career. Now he wants to take care of himself..."

"Ahem, head of the family, I received a tip that this person may have connections with the White Crane Clan."

Mu Wanqing coughed and said.

"What about others?" Fang Xing looked around.

"I have always been in the 'Half Immortal Residence'..." Mu Qingfeng replied.

He is the "Qing" generation of the Mu family, a generation later than the "Wan" generation. He has always been responsible for the family's internal affairs, and has a withdrawn personality and rarely talks.

"Since I haven't left, I'll go talk to him later. Everything can always be resolved through negotiation..."
To be continued...