"Lao Deng, gold coins exploded!" Fang Xing stepped forward and began to touch the corpse with his hands covered with nano-gloves. At this moment, the drone warned and found a monk approaching nearby. He didn't dare to stay, so he hurriedly took the harvest and left immediately in the opposite direction... Inside the temporary camp. "This Lao Deng is quite fat..." Fang Xing picked up the old man's money bag and poured out five low-grade spiritual stones and eight spiritual sands from it. His eyes couldn't help but light up: "This murderer and swindler can make money faster than me selling herbal medicines!" The old man doesn't have many trophies on his body, but every one of them is a fine product! In addition to the money bag, there was also the pipe pot, which was made entirely of some unknown metal. It was very heavy to hold and could shoot poisonous needles. This skill was considered ingenious in ancient times. Finally, there is an ancient book.
"Isao Aoki?" Fang Xing looked at the text on the title page and took a breath: "It's actually a technique for cultivating immortals?" He flipped through a few pages with great interest and found out how to calm down, sense the aura of heaven and earth, and absorb and refine the content into his own magic power. There are traces on the ancient books, and it looks like they have been read many times. According to "Aoki Kung", this technique is divided into nine levels. The first three levels are the early stage of Qi training, the fourth to sixth levels are the middle stage of Qi training, and the last three levels are the late stage of Qi training. Once one has reached the 'peak of the ninth level of Qi training', he is also known as the 'Qi training perfection' monk, and can prepare for the 'foundation building' to break through to a higher realm. "This "Qingmu Gong" is a book of wood-attribute skills, which is enough to practice to the ninth level of Qi training..." "It's a pity that for people without spiritual roots, they are no different than trash." Fang Xing turned to the last page and saw a line of annotation - 'Without spiritual roots, I cannot cultivate immortality, hate hate hate hate hate hate! ’ There are seven words of hate in total, and each one of them penetrates the back of the paper. It is obvious that the person who wrote it is extremely angry. When Fang Xing saw it, he felt a little sad. "Without spiritual roots, one cannot cultivate immortality. It seems to be an ironclad understanding..." He sighed, put the skill book away, and then put a 'spiritual detection talisman' on himself. After a while, this 'spiritual talisman' turned into ashes, and no miracle happened. The next one is the same... "Sure enough, I have no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate immortality..." Fang Xing shook his head: "Fortunately... I can still practice martial arts! And with the Federation's martial arts, you can live forever if you practice it to a high level!" … A few days later.
Inside the cave. Fang Xing sat cross-legged and calmly. He has maintained this posture for more than three hours, but his figure is still upright without any sway. In front of Fang Xing, the "Aoki Kung" was spread out, revealing the contents of the first layer of 'Introduction of Qi into the Body'. "Still not working..." After a long time, he opened his eyes, his face expression neither sad nor happy. Fang Xing was naturally very interested in studying this immortal cultivation technique. He could even understand every word on it, and he could understand the meaning when put together. However... the first step of sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is that it cannot be sensed alive or dead! "As expected, without spiritual roots, you can't cultivate immortality... you can't even become a mark on the attribute panel..." As long as he can get started, even if it is one ten thousandth, Fang Xing will be extremely excited! But facing a monster that doesn't even show its health bar, what else can you do? "If I could cultivate immortality, the value of this world would be higher... Now? It's not low either." Fang Xing stood up, patted the dust on his body, and came to a nearby cave. Here, a small rice cooker is keeping warm, and the rice has obviously been cooked for a long time. The power supply in the base now comes from a single 'nuclear fusion' battery, which is enough to run the entire camp for thousands of years. After all, for the Blue Star Federation, controllable nuclear fusion has long been a problem that has been solved. "Lotus fragrant rice is really fragrant..." After the rice was steamed, a faint fragrance of lotus leaves spread in the cave. Fang Xing took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little hungry, and his saliva began to secrete crazily. "My body is longing for spiritual rice?" He turned on the rice cooker, and as the steam rose, the aroma of the rice suddenly became ten times stronger. In the rice cooker is a pot full of rice that seems to be emitting fluorescence. Each grain is extremely rich and has an amazing aroma. Fang Xing picked up the bowl and chopsticks, filled himself a bowl of white rice, and took a big bite. The spiritual rice melts in your mouth and has a strong rice fragrance. It seems to taste better than the blood tooth rice. "More importantly... the nutrition is better." Even if he didn't want any food, Fang Xing was still satisfied with his meal. He kept filling up the rice and finally finished the full pot of rice cooker.
"Well... I'm really satisfied." After eating and drinking, Fang Xing touched his belly, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face: "Unlike swallowing the 'Qi and Blood Pill', there is no violent surge of qi and blood, but there seems to be a small The stream, clear and bright, flows all over the body..." "As expected of Lingmi, there is really no erysipelas at all, and it feels very comfortable...if it grows with time, it will definitely have subtle effects and improve the physical condition!" He felt that if he kept eating spiritual rice, even if he didn't have the 'Xiantian Pill', his foundation for promotion to the Uncut Jade, Courage Realm... or even higher realms would become stronger in the future, and it would be easier to break through bottlenecks. "Lingmi, it's really a good thing... buy more someday." Thinking of spiritual rice, Fang Xing couldn't help but think of the little girl Ding Hongxiu who sold spiritual rice. Although the other party seems to be a little inexperienced in the world, he has a knowledgeable grandfather, so he can get acquainted with him in depth and get a lot of information. … After a night of hard training, Fang Xing generally confirmed that although the effect of spiritual rice is not as fast as the elixir, it is better at being subtle and lasting. And considering erysipelas, some attention is indeed needed. The only downside is the price. "My current appetite is at least three kilograms of spiritual rice a day... ten kilograms of spiritual rice only lasts a little more than three days. This requires a spiritual stone..." "This is not something that ordinary lower-class people should eat... As expected, those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers." But for Fang Xing, since spiritual rice is more effective and has no side effects, even if it is more expensive, it should still be taken into consideration. "With spiritual rice, I can temper my muscles and bones as quickly as possible, and then break through to the realm of raw jade!" The realm of muscles and bones is more troublesome than the realm of skin and flesh. Not to mention other things, hundreds of bones in the body have to be tempered piece by piece. Not only that, but there are also abnormally vital parts such as the skull, so you have to be careful when practicing, which is very time-consuming. "Let's go!" With a thought, Fang Xing took some wild flowers, fruits, and picked herbs, packed them into a small half-back basket, and prepared to set up a stall in Qinglinfang Market. Selling at a stall, on the one hand, the price is higher, and on the other hand, it is convenient for gathering information. He had already found out before that there was no charge for setting up a stall in Qinglinfang City. Unless it is a fixed stall or store, you need to pay monthly rent. … Qinglinfang City. Popularity remains. "His grandma's fault, the three brothers of the Luo family were in trouble..." "It is said that some demonic beasts came nearby at some point, and a Taoist friend was unfortunately killed... Alas, we shouldn't have opened up wasteland in the first place."
"Although this wild land is barren, there are also opportunities... The ancestor of the Zheng family in Fang City was lucky enough to accidentally enter the cave of his predecessors during the land reclamation and get an opportunity to build a foundation, and then he was successfully promoted to a foundation building overhaul. From then on, Isn’t it extremely prosperous? Nowadays, the Zheng family controls the auction house business in Kongfang City and is making a lot of money. It is said that the ancestor of the Zheng family is preparing to marry the concubine of the 37th house..." Pedestrians were talking a lot, seeming to be talking about the migration of monsters. Fang Xing was not too interested in this. After all, he had a drone expedition and he had avoided several dangerous places early on. After walking around for a while, I immediately came to a stall and said, "Girl with red sleeves, we meet again." There were several baskets on this stall, full of spiritual rice, and it was Ding Hongxiu who was selling the goods. "It turns out it's you..." Ding Hongxiu also recognized Fang Xing's face after his disguise, and nodded: "I haven't asked for advice yet..." "My surname is Fang..." Fang Xing smiled slightly, laid out a piece of coarse cloth, took out his goods, and started practicing his stall. When Ding Hongxiu saw Fang Xing setting up a stall next to her, her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she was embarrassed to say it. She glanced at Fang Xing's goods and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, are you in the medicine business?" "Exactly, your Hexiang Lingmi is good. If it's cheaper, I'll buy a few more kilograms..." Fang Xing chuckled, making the little girl feel embarrassed to continue speaking. He smiled in his heart, picking up a book and looking at it, occasionally chatting with the person who asked about the price, looking like he was enjoying himself. "Tiangang Qigong?" When Ding Hongxiu saw the cover, he couldn't help but be curious: "Is this the martial arts secret book?" "Well, there is a stall selling it at the corner in front. Each book only costs one piece of spiritual sand. It's very cheap..." Fang Xing sighed. It is not easy for warriors to live in Xiuxianfang City. Therefore, many warriors sell their secret knowledge in exchange for a few pieces of spiritual sand to make a living. It's a pity that this kind of magical secret book, which will definitely cause a bloody storm in the martial arts world if placed in the mortal world, is the cheapest commodity in the market, especially the handwritten manuscripts that have been copied many times, and the spiritual sand per copy is the market price. In order to increase his understanding of warriors in this world, Fang Xing bought a few books just for fun. The Tiangang Qigong book in his hand is considered to be of the highest quality. It can be practiced to the innate realm, and it also comes with a secret martial arts technique of 'Innate Gangqi'. According to Fang Xing's opinion, it's pretty good that this 'Innate Gang Qi' can have the power of a federal B-level martial arts. As for A-level martial arts? That should be a level above the magical arts. It is relatively rare for a warrior to be able to defeat his innate nature. 'There is not much soil for martial arts in this world...' 'A warrior is so innate that he is only qualified to be the slave of an immortal cultivator...' Fang Xing sighed in his heart. Perhaps it is because of the suppression of immortal cultivators and the unique martial arts that the innate queen realm comparable to the courage realm has not appeared for a long time.
'Given the isolation and complacency of the world of cultivating immortals, even if there are warriors who break through the innate, they will not receive much attention. Maybe the secrets of breakthroughs will gather dust at the bottom of a certain cultivating sect's library...'