Chapter 111 The Demon Cultivator Retreats, Someone Arrives from the Fire Palace

Chen An was waiting, but before he received any news from Zhao Hu and the others, he received Chen Qing's third-level spiritual water.

It is said that a casual cultivator discovered a third-level spiritual spring. After showing off his wealth, he asked a robber cultivator to kill him and rob him, and then he disappeared without a trace.

Chen Qing found out about those robber cultivators, killed them, and obtained several kilograms of third-level spiritual water.

Unfortunately, there was no news about the spiritual spring since then, and the several robbery cultivators didn’t know where it was. Except for the casual cultivator, no one knew its exact location.

But judging from the monster materials sold by the independent cultivators and the spiritual herbs they picked, Chen Qing has locked onto several areas and is sending people to search.

Chen An was annoyed when he heard this, and ordered Chen Wen in front of him: "Go tell Chen Qing to send someone to manage the market properly in the future, and don't let similar things happen again. Otherwise, I will not forgive him if he delays important things!"

If it were an ordinary day, it would be fine, Chen An would not be so angry. At most, he would wait for some time. After all, the spiritual spring was there and would not run away on its own.

But now it is the critical moment of the conflict between good and evil, and he urgently needs Yuanshuilu to improve his cultivation. The third-level spiritual spring that he could have easily obtained has been messed up by a few small Qi training period cultivators after many twists and turns. How can he not be angry.

Chen Wen was shocked to see that the usually gentle Chen An was actually a little angry, and hurriedly said, "Yes, I'll go tell him right away!"

After saying goodbye to Chen An, he rushed towards the Black Mountain Market as fast as he could.

After a moment, Chen An calmed down a little.

After the high-profile killing of the Liefeng Beast last time, perhaps because people knew that the Chen family was strong enough, the flow of people in the Black Wind Market increased a lot.

This is a pleasant surprise. If Chen Qing can overcome this crisis, he can expand the scale of the market a little bit.

More traffic will be of great benefit to his search for treasures.

Two months later.

Chen Wen came to the cave with a secret letter. The letter was sent by Zhao Hu driving a spirit bird across the Black Wind Mountain. Since there was a letter, it must be that the matter of the Phantom Demon Grass had been resolved.

"Wang!"

Just as Chen An was about to take the letter from Chen Wen's hand, the black-haired hound lying nearby suddenly jumped over, grabbed the secret letter in its mouth, and after landing, it happily wagged its tail and handed it to Chen An's hand.

"Haha, you have good eyesight, little guy."

Chen An gently stroked its head a few times, then took out a first-level spiritual medicine and threw it to it.

Only then did he open the secret letter to check the contents.

The letter said that the two of them had the help of the right protector's mistress, and since the Xuanming Sect no longer had any Jiedan demon cultivators, they passed the Xuanming Sect unhindered, placed the Fantasy Demon Grass on the Jiyin Sect's territory, and lit the Beast Soul Incense.

Within a few days, no less than ten third-level high-level monsters and countless second-level monsters came to the Jiyin Sect's territory, directly triggering a beast tide.

The late Jindan demon cultivator who stayed behind at Jiyin Sect thought the monster had gone mad, and immediately led his men to resist it.

But how could the magic cultivators, who had already mobilized most of the Jindan realm, resist so many monsters? Many of them were lost, and the magic cultivators immediately asked for help from the Old Ancestor Ji Yin.

After receiving the news, Patriarch Ji Yin had to bring people back to quell the beast tide, and the pressure on the front line was instantly reduced.

"Good job!"

Chen An continued reading with excitement, but when he reached the end, his smile suddenly froze and he felt a bit amused and helpless.

"These two prodigal sons actually killed the Right Protector's mistress afterwards. This person may be useful in the future!"

Zhao Hu and the other man followed Chen An's instructions and acted carefully, but they were too cautious. After leaving Jiyin Gate, they turned around and killed the mistress to prevent their deeds from being exposed.

The matter was done cleanly and efficiently, leaving no future troubles, which fully reflects Chen An's spirit.

But the problem is that this time, things happened rather hastily, and they had to place the Illusion Demon Grass, which was just over a hundred years old, there. After that, Chen An also planned to launch a big attack on the Jiyin Sect, and directly place a Illusion Demon Grass that was more than three hundred years old, in order to completely undermine the strength of the Jiyin Sect, and it would be best if the Jiyin ancestor could be destroyed.

Now that there is no protection, and with the Jiyin Sect on guard, it will definitely be more difficult to act.

Chen An pondered for a moment and asked, "That spiritual bird that delivered the message hasn't left yet, has it?"

Chen Wen replied: "Hasn't left yet."

Chen An immediately wrote a letter, first scolding the two men for killing the right protector's mistress. Then he changed the subject and praised the two men for doing a good job. He then ordered them to continue looking for opportunities and prepare for the next action.

Although the method of giving someone a good reward after giving them a good beating is old-fashioned, it is particularly useful when the upper class is dealing with the lower class.

He gave the letter to Chen Wen and asked him to deliver it to the spiritual bird.

Chen An sighed in the cave and murmured, "Anyway, after this incident, the Jiyin Sect has suffered a lot. It should be able to stay quiet for a while. At least it won't attack the Lihuo Palace again in the short term."

I waited on the mountain for a month or two.

Not long after, as expected, Zhenren Qingshan and Zhenren Jinguang brought news from the front line that the demon cultivators had retreated and they no longer had to rush to the front line.

They thought Chen An had personally placed the Magic Grass there, and said in admiration, "Fellow Daoist Chen, for the safety of our Qingyun Domain and Jinguang Domain, actually risked his life and went deep into the Demonic Domain. We two really admire him. If you need anything in the future, just let us know, and we will do our best to help."

Chen An did not explain, he was happy that the other party thought so.

After that, he said a few polite words and sent him away on the pretext of practicing.

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Chen Qing sent people to search for the whereabouts of the third-level spiritual spring.

After half a year of hard work and checking many areas of the Black Wind Mountains, he finally found the spiritual spring.

The only thing is that there is a primary level three monster guarding the spiritual spring. The strongest Chen Qing and his men are only at the foundation-building stage, so they have no way to deal with it.

After coming back and telling Chen An, Chen An immediately sent someone to notify Master Qingshan and Master Jinguang, asking them to go and destroy the guardian monster.

The two had agreed before, and since the matter was within their capabilities, they naturally did not refuse and went to the Black Wind Mountains.

They lived up to expectations, and before long they dragged back the corpse of a third-level primary monster.

Chen An distributed the claws and other materials from the monster to the two of them, leaving only the flesh and blood and the inner elixir, so that their work was not in vain.

After it left, he turned around and buried the monster under the soil of the spiritual field to nourish the newly planted fantasy monster grass.

Although the evil cultivators have temporarily retreated, the hidden dangers have not been completely eradicated, and the Fantasy Demon Grass still needs to be cultivated.

After making all the arrangements, Chen An came to the pool.

The pond full of heavy water lotus, under the cultivation of the wind-calling rain technique, has now reached the medicinal age of more than twenty years. Chen An used half of the third-level spiritual water to ripen all eleven plants to thirty years.

Then he accelerated the ripening of two of the plants to the ninety year old, and obtained a full 120 drops of Yuanshui Lu, which was enough for him to practice for three to four years.

Chen An looked at the pool, which was only thirty or four feet in radius, and felt it was a bit small, so he used magic to expand it to ten feet in radius!

He took out the lotus seeds he had obtained from the heavy water lotus he had harvested previously and planted them all. Originally, he wanted to keep the lotus seeds for other uses, but as the third-level spiritual water would be in endless supply in the future, he didn't care about anything else.

After doing all this, he used the magic of calling the wind and rain to fill the pool with spiritual water, and then returned to the cave.

Since the Jiyin Sect withdrew, the six regions of the Far East have returned to peace.

With the help of the third-level spiritual spring found in the Black Wind Mountains, Chen An was able to continue practicing with Yuanshui Lu to enhance his cultivation. Otherwise, he could store the Eight Spirit Swords in the Dantian Golden Pill to nourish them.

The Jindan cultivators have powerful cultivation base and can use their magic weapons freely. Using the Jindan magic power to nourish them can increase their spirituality. Although the process will be very slow, considering the long lifespan of the Jindan cultivators, the benefits will be considerable over the years.

In addition, it occasionally releases the scent of the magic grass, attracting one or two monsters to hunt, which adds a bit of fun to life.

Time flies, seven years later.

Sad news came from the family: Chen Rui had met his end and passed away at the age of 134.

When Chen An received the news, he sighed quietly and couldn't help but recall the leisurely and happy time when he was farming under Chen Rui.

At that time, he was still feeling proud of the one-acre first-grade mid-quality spiritual field bestowed by his family. Now, the spiritual field in front of the cave has reached the fourth grade.

I still remember that Chen Rui once said that he would find a Taoist partner for him, but I didn't expect that decades later, the person was gone.

Although the path of cultivating immortals is to seize yin and yang and steal fortune, and the cultivators have a long lifespan, if they do not become immortals, all their work is in vain. Sooner or later, they will turn into a handful of yellow earth and be lost in the long river of history.

Chen An learned from his mistakes and decided to continue his hard training.

He is only sixty-nine years old now. Considering his remaining lifespan, it is only a matter of time before he advances to the Nascent Soul stage.

As long as he doesn't waste time in the future, he will be able to reach the next realm. As for becoming an immortal, it is unheard of and too remote, so Chen An himself cannot estimate it.

But the same thing goes, as long as he doesn't waste time, everything is possible with his means.

"Happy event! Very happy event!"

On the mountain, Chen Qing's face was flushed, his mouth corners almost stretched to his ears, and he jumped to the North Mountain.

After Chen An let him into the cave, he almost rushed over and said, "Great news!"

"What's the big happy event?"

Chen An was puzzled. The demon cultivators had already retreated for six or seven years. Chen Qing's brain couldn't possibly be so slow to react.

"Our Chen family has produced a good seedling with top-grade spiritual roots. It is really a blessing from God." Chen Qing danced with joy and kept muttering to himself.

"Top-grade spiritual roots, not bad. If I cultivate them with all my strength, there is some hope that they will form a pill."

Chen An nodded. The legendary top-grade spiritual roots can be cultivated all the way to the stage of forming a pill without any bottlenecks. Although the top-grade spiritual roots are slightly inferior, they are also very good.

No matter how bad it is, as long as it doesn't die prematurely, there won't be any big problem in cultivating to the late stage of foundation building.

Chen An suddenly remembered something and asked, "Could this descendant also be Chen Duoduo's child?"

Since marrying the two daughters of the Wang family, Chen Duoduo, under the arrangement of Chen Qing, has had many wives and concubines at home. Over the years, he has been like an old ox who works hard and never complains, and has given birth to many children with spiritual roots.

Now, it is not impossible to give birth to offspring with superior spiritual roots.

Chen Qing, who was standing opposite him, couldn't help but blush when he heard this question, and said awkwardly: "This child is not my grandson, but... my son."

"Your son?"

Chen An was surprised. He usually saw sons learning from their fathers, but today was the first time he saw a father learning from his son.

Chen Qing's wife has not yet established her foundation and is already quite old, so she is simply unable to bear children. Now that he has a son, he must have taken a concubine.

This old guy, no wonder he seldom returns to the family since the establishment of the Black Wind Market. It seems that it is not just because of the busy affairs of the market.

"It's all for the development of the family."

Chen Qing smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "Besides that, I came here for another reason, which is to expand the Black Wind Market. Take a look."

"The market town has only been built for a few years. Has it already reached the stage of expansion so quickly?" Chen An asked.

Speaking of this, Chen Qing looked excited and said, "In recent years, the Jiyin Sect and Lihuo Palace have ceased fighting, which has liberated many cultivators. Thanks to the geographical location of the market, it has not only attracted many Qi training cultivators, but also foundation building cultivators have appeared recently."

"But there is an endless stream of monks coming in and out, and the market is too small, like a small horse pulling a big cart. It is already overwhelmed and has reached a critical juncture where it must be expanded."

Chen An smiled and said, "Since you have come to me, you must have an idea. Tell me about it."

"I think we should just expand it to a scale that can accommodate 100,000 monks in one go, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future." Chen Qing said generously.

Chen An pondered for a moment and shook his head: "Don't be too radical. Now is not the right time. Let's expand it to 30,000 first."

Next time, he will send 500-year-old Fantasy Demon Grass to Zhao Hu and the others. It is a serious matter, so Chen An is worried about sending a foundation-building cultivator to do it. True Man Qingshan still has it for this purpose. Before the matter is accomplished, Chen An does not want to break up with the other party because of the matter in the market.

Although the result was very different from Chen Qing's idea, he guessed that Chen An might have some concerns, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Anyway, judging from the previous events, Chen An is definitely stronger than Master Qingshan. Sooner or later, the Chen family will dominate the Qingyun Domain, so he is not too anxious.

"correct."

Chen An suddenly stared at Chen Qing and asked coldly, "How did you deal with the Jie Xiu incident? I don't want something like last time to happen again and disrupt my progress in collecting spiritual objects."

Somehow, Chen Qing was no longer as relaxed as he was when he announced the good news just now. At this moment, cold sweat broke out all over his body. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied in fear and trepidation, "We have already sent more people to try our best to prevent the robbers from appearing. Within a hundred miles of Fangfang City, no robbers dare to approach."

Chen An nodded and said, "Okay, keep going."

He also knew that robbery was like the dark side of human nature, which was impossible to eradicate fundamentally. It was enough if he could ensure that no one within a hundred miles dared to plunder.

"If you have no other instructions, I will go back first."

Seeing that Chen An had closed his eyes to rest, Chen Qing left tactfully.

Practice hard outside the mountain.

At this time, five guests came.

True Man Qingshan and True Man Jinguang led three monks wearing white robes with a crimson flame embroidered on their chests to the outside of the mountain.

The three men have different levels of cultivation, one is at the seventh level of Jindan, and the other two are at the middle level of Jindan.

True Man Qingshan looked at the seventh-level Jindan cultivator who was leading the group and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Xin, Fellow Daoist Chen is on the mountain. Wait for me to call him out."

Xin Fenghai frowned slightly and said, "Well, do it as soon as possible. Letting me come here to find him in person is already giving this kid enough face."

Qingshan Zhenren nodded his head and said yes. He responded with a few words and then jumped forward and said to Beishan, "Daoyou Chen, please come out and see me!"

The sound was not loud, but it reached the cave residence in the north mountain, and the Chen family members on the mountain could not hear it at all.

Before he could finish his words, he saw a rainbow light flying from the North Mountain and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

When Chen An saw the person coming, he bowed and said, "Daoist Qingshan, how are you?"

He glanced at the other three unfamiliar faces and noticed the red flames embroidered on their chests. He thought to himself, they are from Lihuo Palace. They finally remembered Black Wind Mountain.

(End of this chapter)