Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

In the spring of the third year after returning to Qiyun City, Fang Qingyuan sensed movement in his own spiritual land. He calculated the time and it seemed that Qiqi should wake up.

In the blink of an eye, nearly thirty years have passed. Ever since Qiqi followed the long voyage and triggered the opportunity to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, Fang Qingyuan placed her in his new fourth-grade lower spiritual land and used the spiritual energy there to nourish her.

As an ancient beast, Qiqi's promotion ceremony is different from that of humans. If she sleeps, she can avoid the baptism of heavenly calamity. But if she chooses to resist the heavenly calamity, there is another way to advance.

This time, the world still loves these primitive creatures. Humans are just outsiders, and when they advance, they are bound to be struck by lightning.

After checking it for the dozenth time, this time, Qiqi's huge body began to change at the core of the spiritual land.

At the core of the spiritual land, Qiqi's huge body trembled slightly, like a long-silent hill that was about to revive.

First, the furry ears trembled gently, like two sensitive radars capturing the movements around, and then, a pair of big round eyes slowly opened, and the flickering light in the eyes was like the sunlight reflected on the clear lake.

Qiqi stretched out her body, opened her mouth slightly, and yawned cutely, revealing a row of white little teeth, like a carefully carved jade stone.

It shook its head, and its hair fluttered like soft satin. It seemed a little confused. After looking left and right, it stood up suddenly and shook off the dust on its body, like a wise man who had just finished meditating and was sorting out his thoughts.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Fang Qingyuan appeared beside Qiqi.

Qiqi stood up slowly, and her huge body brought up a breeze.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Fang Qingyuan: "Oh, you're here. It's been a long time since we last met. After hearing what you said, I am indeed a little hungry."

There was a hint of laziness in Qiqi's eyes after being tired, but a gleam of light flashed across her eyes the moment she saw Fang Qingyuan.

Fang Qingyuan nodded slightly, his eyes moving over Qiqi, feeling the changes in her after her advancement.

His eyes were full of satisfaction and appreciation, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed his inner joy.

"You must have consumed a lot of energy after sleeping for so long. Come on, I'll take you to find something to eat."

Qiqi nodded and followed Fang Qingyuan. As she walked, she observed the surrounding environment, with a hint of thought in her eyes.

"This spiritual land seems to have undergone new changes? How long have I been sleeping?" Qiqi frowned slightly, with a look of curiosity and confusion.

Fang Qingyuan tilted his head slightly, looked at Qiqi and said:

"You have been sleeping for nearly thirty years. During your sleep, this spiritual land has also quietly changed. After being sorted out and maintained by the formation master, the spiritual power is running more reasonably and harmoniously than when I first took over."

Spiritual lands need to be carefully maintained. Whether it is through adjustments through spirit stone formations or the planting of rare spiritual materials, it is all part of maintaining the spiritual land.

Seeing Qiqi's somewhat surprised expression, Fang Qingyuan smiled lightly and then said:

"Qiqi, do you have any special insights from your advancement to the Nascent Soul stage this time?"

"You want to know? Hehe, can you fill your stomach first?"

"Well, let's go. I have prepared a rich spiritual food for you. You're welcome."

In the banquet hall, Fang Qingyuan and Qiqi sat down. Qiqi had changed his appearance now, wearing a dark green Taoist robe. He looked more relaxed and free-spirited than before in the Jindan period. Although he still had a bear head and a beast body, his manners showed some elegance.

In front of Qiqi were plates of exquisite spiritual fruits and delicacies that exuded a rich spiritual energy.

Qiqi looked at these delicious foods and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

She raised her head slightly, gracefully stretched out a furry paw, gently picked up a spiritual fruit, put it into her mouth and tasted it carefully.

In contrast, Jinbao was eating with gusto.

Both are bears, but one is as elegant as a noble, while the other is bold and unrestrained.

Jinbao totally disregarded his image. He kept grabbing the spiritual fruits and delicacies from the plate with his two paws, stuffing his mouth full and eating with great pleasure.

Qiqi looked at Jinbao's appearance, frowned slightly, and a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes.

She gently put down the spiritual fruit in her hand, wiped the corners of her mouth gracefully with her claws, and then said slowly:

"Jinbao, the way you eat is really ungraceful."

With food in his mouth, Jin Bao responded vaguely:

"Sister Qiqi, you are too particular. With all this delicious food in front of you, how can you care about your manners?"

After saying that, he continued to eat.

Fang Qingyuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the two bear beasts' completely different performances.

"You two really have your own unique characteristics, but Jinbao, you should learn from Qiqi. Now that you are also a noble family, don't lose face."

When Qiqi heard Fang Qingyuan's praise, she raised her chin slightly, with a hint of pride in her eyes.

"Brother, I am showing respect for the food, but Jinbao is just satisfying his own appetite."

When Jinbao heard what Qiqi said, he was not angry, but just smiled.

"Sister Qiqi, you don't understand. This is the way to enjoy it."

Fang Qingyuan looked at Qiqi's actions, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Qiqi, you look even more special now."

Qiqi swallowed the spiritual fruit in her mouth and nodded slightly, with a lot of joy in her voice:

"These foods are full of spiritual energy and taste great, Brother, thank you for your hard work."

Fang Qingyuan smiled and waved his hands: "This is all as it should be. You have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, it is worth celebrating."

Half an hour later, Qiqi had eaten a mountain of spiritual fruits and beast meat to fill her stomach.

Jinbao was still eating. Fang Qingyuan and Qiqi ignored this foodie and continued their conversation with the beast.

"Now that you have successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, what are your plans for the future? Do you want to continue to stay with me? Or do you want to return to Xiong Feng?"

"I have to go back and take a look, but not now. Maybe in a few years. During this time, I want to follow you."

Qiqi expressed her thoughts. Although she could not go back in time after successfully advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, making her friends envious, she felt satisfied as long as she could follow Fang Qingyuan.

"Well, there's no shortage of food for you here. You can keep yourself full with me."

Fang Qingyuan said jokingly that no matter which Nascent Soul sect or family Qiqi wants to go to now, she will be strongly persuaded to stay.

Upon hearing this, Qiqi smiled contentedly. Isn’t this all beautiful?

Inside the Immortal Palace, Queen Bee Fang Ruoxi was busy directing the work. With Nan Li in seclusion, even more burdens were placed on her.

Nowadays, large tracts of spiritual fields need to be harvested. The original spiritual field puppets are not intelligent enough and can only handle specific spiritual plants. They are not usable during the harvest season.

Therefore, at critical moments, we still have to rely on the monks' operations, and commanding these people has become the most important job of the Bee Queen.

In the spiritual field No. 43 of Type A, several Qi-refining monks were busy.

The leader had a higher level of cultivation, which was in the late stage of Qi Refining. He had an upright posture, a focused look, and his eyes revealed calmness and competence.

The rest of the people were all in the early stages of Qi Refining. Some of them had immature faces, and some were a little nervous, but they were all busy and full of energy.

"Everyone, be serious. I will only teach you one last time. The main steps of harvesting first-level spiritual rice are as follows:

First of all, one needs to use spiritual power to carefully sense the maturity of the spiritual rice to ensure that each plant of spiritual rice reaches the best state for harvesting, and one must not rush into things so as not to affect the quality of the spiritual rice.

Next, use a specific spiritual method to gently cut the stems of the spiritual rice. The movements must be precise and steady so as not to damage the grains of the spiritual rice.

Then, the harvested spiritual rice is properly placed in a special container to prevent the leakage of spiritual power and contamination by external impurities.

Finally, clean and maintain the spiritual fields to prepare for the next planting. These are related to your final assessment, which in turn is related to your future grading standards. If you work hard now, it will make up for the years of wasted effort in the future."

This cultivator in the late Qi Refining stage was operating skillfully while carefully explaining to others the steps of harvesting first-grade spiritual rice, and at the same time giving advice to these young cultivators who had just graduated from the academy.

"You will advance from level one to level eight for a Spiritual Plant Husband, and then to level eight for a Spiritual Plant Master. Each of these sixteen levels is related to your welfare benefits. Whether you can be assigned a good position in the future depends on your choices during the one or two years after graduation."

The experienced monk operated skillfully, the spiritual power in his hands gently brushed over the spiritual rice plants like a silk thread, his eyes focused and serious.

As a fellow academy graduate, he had a simple liking for these ignorant new graduates.

Looking at these young faces, he seemed to see his former self, full of vigor and longing.

He paused for a moment and continued:

"You have to understand that each level of promotion is not easy and requires a lot of effort and time, but as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely be able to go further on this path."

At this time, a young disciple who looked quite lively boldly asked:

"Brother, can you tell us how Chunyang Taoist Academy recruits people? Did you participate in the assessment of Chunyang Taoist Academy?"

His eyes were sparkling, full of curiosity and anticipation. The other disciples also pricked up their ears, waiting for their senior brother's answer.

The experienced monk smiled slightly, a glimmer of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.

"Chun Yang Taoist Academy has very strict recruitment standards. First of all, they will value your cultivation and potential. After all, the Taoist Academy trains future elites.

Secondly, there are also very high requirements for professional skills. For example, in our spiritual plant industry, we will examine your understanding of spiritual plants, planting techniques, and innovation capabilities. In addition, there will be some assessments and trials. Only after passing these will you have the opportunity to enter the Taoist Academy for further studies.

I was stuck at the last level and didn't pass, but I was lucky enough to meet Lady Ruoxi. She was so beautiful, so gentle and kind. I really want to see her again."

After listening to the old monk's story, everyone's eyes lit up:

"Master Ruoxi? Did you really see it?"

"What does Lady Ruoxi look like? Is she very beautiful? How old is she?"

Several young monks suddenly became curious. Mistress Ruoxi was someone they admired, but most of them had never seen her. However, word of mouth made people more curious about her.

"I can't explain the specific details. Lady Ruoxi seems to have a powerful restriction on her body. People with insufficient cultivation cannot see her true appearance. But from what she says, she is definitely a beautiful and kind person. Every word she says can touch your heart. It's incredible."

The old monk looked lost in thought, but after a moment, he came to his senses and said seriously:

"Okay, time for jokes is over. Each of you must harvest three acres of spiritual fields today. In the end, I will give you scores based on the amount, quality, speed, etc. of the harvest. If you don't care about my score, that's fine, just do whatever you want. But if you do care, get to work now!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone lamented, and then each of them took their harvesting tools, ran to their own spiritual fields, and began to work seriously.

The experienced monk smiled with some complacency when he saw this scene, but he was still a little frustrated in his heart. If he could join the Chunyang Taoist Palace, wouldn't he be able to see Master Ruoxi every day?

In the Immortal Palace, scenes similar to this one are being played out in different plots of spiritual fields. Every graduation season is a busy time. As the population of the Immortal Palace increases, the number of cultivators graduating each year is also constantly rising.

From the initial number of one hundred monks graduating each year to the current number of five or six hundred, the population of the Immortal Palace has reached nearly twenty million.

The fields that were previously divided are also extending outward little by little, and now the originally reserved land will also be filled up by the current mortal villages.

In terms of the number of cultivators alone, the total number is almost over ten thousand. Although most of them are Qi Refining cultivators, there are also more than a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators.

However, cultivators at the Golden Core realm have not yet emerged, and this requires time to develop. Moreover, the corresponding comprehension of the theory of alchemy is lagging behind.

Fang Qingyuan was not worried about the problem of the cultivators in the Immortal Palace rebelling. Regardless of the difference in realm, in the Immortal Palace, he was the sky here. The Immortal Palace had long been firmly integrated with him, and other creatures had no chance of getting involved.

He was also looking forward to the appearance of a few Jindan cultivators in the Immortal Palace. Now most things were decided by the Bee Queen, which was too much work for her.

So at Fang Qingyuan's suggestion, the Bee Mother created the Chunyang Taoist Palace as the highest institution to manage these cultivators.

The Bee Mother is the master of the Chunyang Taoist Palace, which consists of six departments and thirty-six divisions. Fang Qingyuan referred to the settings of the Ming Dynasty for the specific composition. Except for the Ministry of War which has little effect for the time being, the other five departments have their own functions.

The Ministry of Personnel is the key to the selection of talents for the Dao Palace and is responsible for overall personnel adjustments; the Ministry of Revenue controls the wealth and resources of the Dao Palace and coordinates the local treasuries, which is currently the most important; the Ministry of Rites is responsible for the etiquette and cultural heritage of the Dao Palace, mainly brainwashing monks and cultivating their loyalty, as well as imparting skills and managing local schools and palaces;

The Ministry of War is the defender of the Taoist Palace's security and is mainly responsible for external warfare. However, there are currently no external enemies in the Immortal Palace, so the weight of this department is a bit weak; the Ministry of Justice maintains order and justice in the Taoist Palace and handles disputes between cultivators; the Ministry of Works is responsible for the construction of large-scale projects and the manufacture of magical instruments in various places, and is mainly responsible for transforming the environment in the Immortal Palace, which is also very important.

With clear rules and regulations, Queen Bee now saves a lot of effort, but she is still the one who makes the specific decisions. Fang Qingyuan has not been involved in these mundane matters for many years.

Sometimes, the Bee Mother had heard Fang Qingyuan recite a poem and felt that her master was very proud of it, which was "He had trained his body to be like a crane, with two boxes of scriptures under a thousand pine trees; I came to ask Wu Yu, and he said, "The clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle."