Main universe.

White Bird Star, Star River Island.

There was a flash of silver light, and Fang Xing's figure emerged.

Then, several huge lumps of pale flesh fell to the ground.

As the piece of meat fell to the ground, a pale color continued to spread, carrying the charm of the death of all things.

"Alert! Alert!"

Xiaolan screamed: "Extraterritorial evil god-level pollution was discovered!"

"The alarm has been cleared. I have specially modified this place to make it bearable."

Fang Xing took out several biological storage boxes and placed the remains of the pale mother one by one, preparing to take them to the laboratory for research another day.

"That group of origin spirits was formed by pulling out seedlings and encouraging them to grow. To me, they are nothing at all..."

"And its growth is slow enough..."

"If one day the pale mother body is not enough, or the Great Sun Tathagata mantra needs to be improved, you can go to the buffet..."

"An origin spirit is probably equivalent to a Nascent Soul, which is enough to increase my proficiency in the Great Sun Tathagata Curse..."

"Although the origin spirits are not strong enough, there are enough of them... This time, I am able to steal the food from the tiger's mouth. Haha!"

Previously, Fang Xing deliberately used the group attack moves in the palm of the Great Sun Tathagata just to frighten the enemy with one palm.

Then, he grabbed something and ran away.

Otherwise, he is just a martial saint after all. If he is besieged by a group of parallel origin spirits, he will still be quite dangerous.

If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant.

"Fortunately, this risk is worth it. At least we have the main materials for the Martial Saint-level mecha..."

Fang Xing lay on the floor and laughed unbridled.

As for the laboratory, I don’t need to explain the raw material issue at all, because it is a wholly-owned laboratory and I am the only boss.

…

One year later.

The world of immortality.

Above the vast expanse of sea, a huge spaceship suddenly appeared.

It is as majestic as a mountain, and the coating on the deck reflects different haloes in the sun, covering up the ferocious gun barrel.

Inside the spaceship.

Fang Xing sat cross-legged and stared at a scanned picture, carefully staring at the fish, shrimp and other marine life on it: "Finally... I saw a living creature. From this point of view, I should have flown through the range of the 'Jue Ling Sea'

Bar?"

Back then, he got a map to the Vast Sea Immortal Cultivation World from Senior Brother Chu, a disciple of the Chu Kuang Sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect. He learned that from the Great Wilderness Cultivation World to the Hanhai Immortal Cultivation World, he not only had to pass through several extremely dangerous places, but also had to fly over a

'The Sea of ​​Absolute Spirits'!

This sea of ​​​​absolute spirits not only has no spiritual energy at all, but also no living creatures.

What's even more frightening is that its scope is so vast that even if a Nascent Soul cultivator escapes, it will take several years.

Flying in the most spiritual place, and unable to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, all that is consumed is the monk's own mana.

Even for the True Monarch Nascent Soul, it would be a serious loss of vitality.

Fortunately, the "Explorer" spacecraft he purchased finally arrived and he took it for use immediately.

For technological spaceships, it doesn't matter at all whether Jueling Sea has aura or not.

Even his flight speed surpassed that of True Lord Nascent Soul, and finally made Fang Xing fly across the Sea of ​​Absolute Spirits and reach the vast sea of ​​immortality!

"The presence of sea fish means that we have passed through the Jueling Sea Area... According to the map, this should be the 'Five Pearl Sea Area' in the vast sea of ​​immortality?"

As for what other forces there are in this sea area, they are completely unknown on the map.

After all, this is a map that was passed down many years ago. Nowadays, everything has changed.

"Little Green, look for nearby islands where humans live... and collect as much information as possible to enter hidden mode."

Fang Xing spoke.

"As ordered, Your Majesty Commander."

On the screen, the image of a female elf with green wings appeared.

She saluted decently, and the color of the paint on the spacecraft outside suddenly changed, becoming transparent in an instant.

The entire spaceship seemed to be invisible and quickly disappeared.

Since the discovery of traces of fish and shrimp, the further east we go, the more obvious these traces of life become.

Three days later.

Fang Xing finally discovered an island where mortal fishermen lived.

After another ten days, he found an island where a small spiritual vein was located, and there was a small Qigong family on it.

With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he immediately understood: "There are tens of thousands of languages ​​in the world, this is normal...but the language and writing of immortal cultivators are actually exactly the same as those in the world of cultivating immortals."

If you think about it carefully, this situation is also proof!

After all, the pioneers of the Great Wilderness Cultivation World all came from the Hanhai Cultivation World.

The language and writing used are inherently consistent.

Even if it is completely different, with Fang Xing's current Nascent Soul level consciousness, it only takes a little effort to learn it.

Fish Snake Island.

"Ancestor, we went to sea this time and caught thirteen more adult fish snakes. According to the market price, one adult fish snake and one spirit bead can be exchanged for thirteen spirit beads..."

On top of a tiny spiritual vein, a bamboo tower was built.

Behind the bamboo building, a spring was opened to irrigate more than ten acres of spiritual fields.

At this time, a late-stage qi-training monk who looked like an old farmer was inspecting the spiritual field.

Next to him, a middle-aged man in the middle stage of Qi training was following the report step by step.

"Having been out at sea for half a day, you can get this kind of harvest, which is pretty good..."

The old farmer nodded, his ravines criss-crossed, and his wrinkled face was full of joy: "This is just one more low-grade spiritual stone... If we have this harvest every day, there will be nearly forty low-grade spiritual stones in a month. Our family's

A lot of the gap can be filled, and there will be no need to fight famine this year..."

Lingzhu is a small amount of currency under the low-grade Lingshi of the Hanhai Immortal Realm.

In terms of value, ten spirit beads are equivalent to one low-grade spirit stone.

"Actually, the second and third children have worked very hard."

The middle-aged man said after careful consideration: "If we stopped offering sacrifices to Yuqing, or treated him equally with everyone else, maybe the resentment in the family wouldn't be so big..."

"Humph, shortsightedness!"

The old farmer immediately got angry: "You want me to give you a bowl of water, but God won't do it yet... We all have low-grade spiritual roots, and the road to immortality is bumpy. It's rare to have a genius with a medium-grade spiritual root.

If we put all our effort into cultivating them, if there are no late-stage Qi-training monks on Fish Snake Island in the future, we will be overthrown sooner or later... The Yu family and the Liu family will probably die laughing."

The middle-aged man quickly expressed fear: "What the ancestors taught is..."

In fact, he felt a little secretly happy in his heart, feeling that he had put some eye drops on the following people.

When the monk who looked like an old farmer saw this scene, a hint of disappointment flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

As a human being who has lived for so many years, he knows exactly what these grandsons are thinking.

There was only deep helplessness at this time.

Immortal cultivating sects can also choose their disciples on a merit-based basis, but in a cultivating immortal family, they cannot throw away their direct sons and grandsons.

'Sigh... I think back then, if I had been more diligent, I might have been accepted by the Huaiye Sect, and maybe there would have been a chance to compete for the Foundation Establishment Pill...'

Just when the old farmer was sad for spring and autumn, a stream of light fell, and a figure with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes appeared.

This person is none other than Fang Xing!

He suppressed the mana fluctuations to the level of pill formation, and then flew over carelessly, emitting a trace of mana fluctuations.

"Greetings to senior, I don't know what senior has ordered. I, the Zhang family of Fish Snake Island, will do my best."

The old farmer immediately brought the middle-aged man to his knees.

This senior's magical cultivation is simply unfathomable, deeper than the ocean he has seen in foundation-building majors.

"Where is the nearest market?"

Fang Xing spoke.

"The nearest city is the 'Little Turtle Island' city three hundred miles southeast. It was built by the 'Guiling Gate' and has foundation construction and overhaul all year round..."
To be continued...