Under the guise of purchasing spiritual rice and martial arts secrets, Fang Xing and Ding Hongxiu had a very pleasant conversation. "It turns out that the red-sleeved girl is actually a cultivator of immortality. It's really disrespectful and disrespectful..." After hearing the identity of the other party's immortal cultivator, Fang Xing couldn't help but pretend to be solemn and bowed first. "Wherever, my qualifications are low, and I can only reach the second level of Qi training... Grandpa won't let me go out to earn a living..." Ding Hongxiu waved his hand: "I'm afraid that I will be killed by some martial arts master..." "Oh? I wonder what the outcome would be if a battle between an innate master and a monk in the Qi Refining Stage would be won?" Fang Xing became interested. "I don't know much about it, but I heard from grandpa that if you are a monk in the early stage of Qi training and you don't use defensive talismans or magic weapons in time, it will be very dangerous if you are approached by an innate master..." Ding Hongxiu said: "Of course, this situation will be much better in the middle stage of Qi training. Once the distance is opened and prepared, the immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training can easily slaughter the innate warriors...those great masters in the late stage of Qi training, let alone Any innate peak warrior can match it.” "I see……" Fang Xing nodded. This was an evaluation from an immortal cultivator, and it should make sense.
‘So it turns out that warriors in the Pure Jade realm can pose a threat to monks in the early and middle stages of Qi training? What if you are a raw jade warrior who has learned A-level martial arts? ’ ‘What if you are a martial artist in the courageous realm? ’ He felt that after he advanced to the third or fourth realm of martial arts in the future, he would probably be able to gain some sense of security. "I wonder what big forces there are in this city?" After thinking about it, Fang Xing thought it would be better to figure this out. "In the market, the 'Qingxuan Sect' is naturally respected. This sect is the pioneer of Qinglin City. There is always an elder in the foundation building period sitting in charge. More than 60% of the shops in the market are closely related to it... " "In addition, the Zheng family has an ancestor of the Zheng family who is in the foundation building stage, and he is the second..." "The Black Tiger Gang is formed by several casual cultivators who have perfected their qi training. Its leader, 'Master Black Tiger' Shenlong, is nowhere to be seen. It is said that he is already secretly preparing to build a foundation, and he can become the third largest force in Fang City!" An old voice sounded, interrupting the conversation between Fang Xing and Ding Hongxiu. Fang Xing looked over and saw an old man with a white beard, wearing a Taoist robe that didn't fit well. There were many defects on it, but it still had the slightest aura. If you get a little closer, you can feel a sense of coolness. This is the ‘invulnerability to cold and heat’ effect that comes with the robe. 'This robe must have been used for I don't know how many years... It's probably around the first level of low quality...' Fang Xing looked at the old man in Taoist robes and saw that the old man had dark skin and a lean figure. He had a large yellow-skinned gourd on his waist and smelled slightly of wine. The most impressive thing was his red rosacea. ‘It’s very suitable for someone who grows spiritual rice to learn how to make wine. ’ Fang Xing's heart moved, and he felt the old man's somewhat terrifying energy, and knew that the other party was not in the early stage of Qi training, but a monk in the middle stage of Qi training! "Grandpa...are you back?" When Ding Hongxiu saw the old man in Taoist robes, she was overjoyed and stepped forward. Then she looked at the wine gourd around the old man's waist with disgust: "Are you going to drink again?" "Good Hongxiu, you don't know that the 'Drunken Immortal Technique' practiced by Grandpa You involves drinking alcohol. It is said that 'drink three stones a day and become an immortal in a hundred days'!"
The old man in Taoist robes burped, and then raised his hand towards Fang Xing: "This little brother, old man Ding Bushan, heard you talking to Hong Xiu before, and couldn't help but interject a few words. Please don't be offended." "No, no, the old man is very knowledgeable, I really benefited a lot from him." Fang Xing smiled and cupped his hands, then said to Ding Hongxiu: "Pack me thirty kilograms of lotus scented rice... It's cheaper for me..." "Hey, okay, I originally asked for three spiritual stones, but now how about giving you three spiritual sands for free?" When Ding Hongxiu heard that the business was coming to her, her eyes lit up, and she felt like she had spent half a day chatting and it finally paid off. Fang Xing took out a low-grade spiritual stone from the harvest of today's stall, along with seventeen pieces of spiritual sand, and counted them to Ding Hongxiu. He waved his hand backwards and walked out of Fangshi with a basket on his back. Amidst the noise of the wind, the conversation between grandfather and grandson seemed to be vaguely heard. "Grandpa, you are too lenient..." "My dear granddaughter, do you know who this person is? He doesn't even rent shanties in the city. He's either a desperado or a pauper. Does he look like a pauper to you? Don't associate with such people in the future..." … The voice gradually became duller and eventually disappeared. After hearing this, Fang Xing just smiled and said, "As expected, people become better with age, but I am also worried about my granddaughter..." This is human nature, and he won't hold any grudge against it. Back at the temporary camp, everything started to go on track again. "The most useful thing for me in this world right now is the environment suitable for cultivation, as well as various elixirs and spiritual rice..." "Or those low-level talismans and blood refining tools..." In the cave, Fang Xing was thinking wildly while practicing the big dragon stake. "Actually, this kind of talismans and magic weapons are of little use to me... After all, if I have money in the future, I can just buy a laser gun. It will be more useful than any blood refining magic weapon... But some low-level talismans can be used Prepare a few as a surprise trump card.” "In this world, these are the things that help me the most right now..." "Practice hard, wait until the muscles and bones realm is perfect, and buy the 'Xiantian Pill' immediately!" Regarding the 'Xiantian Pill', Fang Xing has inquired about it clearly. It is sold at Qingdanfang, but the price is not very good, and it requires a full fifty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones! In terms of value, it is comparable to a low-grade magic weapon. It is said that this is because refining the 'Xiantian Pill' requires consuming some elixirs used in the Qi Refining Stage Pill. Moreover, there are not many monks willing to buy the ‘Xiantian Pill’ reward for their warriors, because the market is too small. But for Fang Xing. "Fifty low-grade spiritual stones are not difficult...as long as we have follow-up drone support and slowly harvest the spiritual medicines and cash them in, we can always get them." … Time has come to July before we know it.
Eagle Star. Happy Home Community. Feeling the hot temperature outside the house and the chirping of cicadas and birds, Fang Xing felt quite emotional. "After all, 'my' birthday is coming soon, right?" The birthday of the biochemical man Fang Xing is naturally based on the time when he left the breeding warehouse, which is July 17th. Therefore, although he really wanted to practice in another world until school started, he still had to come back and deal with some matters to avoid being thought missing and causing some twists and turns. Fang Xing glanced at the properties panel: [Name: Fang Xing] 【Age: 16】 [Occupation: Warrior] [Second Stage: Muscles and Bones (Refining Muscles: 16/100)] [Twelve styles of Military Boxing: 44/100 (proficient)] [Big Dragon Stake: 6/200 (Proficient)] [Gate to the Heavens (recharging)] … "Since taking Lingmi, the progress of muscle training has been basically around 1 o'clock a day. Although it is much slower than the elixir, I feel very stable, without the slightest feeling of deficiency of energy and blood. It is one step at a time, very practical..." "If we continue like this, we should be able to increase the progress of muscle training by more than half before the start of school... This is already a very brave improvement. It is too fast to improve without the guidance of a teacher, which is not good..." Fang Xing sighed a little when he thought of the Master's guidance. It was indeed a bit troublesome to lose Xia Long's guidance during the vacation. Apart from anything else, I don’t know who to turn to to learn the advanced martial arts after breaking through the second realm. "Why don't you call Teacher Xia Long? Or... hire a private tutor? But I don't have money..." "Some videos on the Internet can be used as reference, but if you really believe them all, you don't know how you will die..." "To teach martial arts, it is most reliable to teach face to face through words and deeds..." After all, everyone’s physical fitness is different and needs to be taught in accordance with their aptitude. Not to mention, such mysterious and mysterious things as martial arts will cannot be reflected on the Internet at all. He turned on his phone and replied to some text messages. He turned his eyes and stayed on Liu Wei's number, feeling slightly silent. In the past few years, Fang Xing's birthdays have been indispensable without this harmful friend. now……
"Alas... we can't look back on the past." Fang Xing sighed and saw another message, his eyes suddenly froze. After thinking for a moment, he called back. Whoosh! A 3D projection appeared. Gu Yun, who still looked like a little girl, looked much cooler and looked around: "So you live in this kind of environment..." "Miss Gu..." Fang Xing nodded and said hello, and soon realized that his words were a little inappropriate, probably due to the influence of the language style of another world. "Girl, what an ancient title. You can call me Ms. Gu..." Gu Yun said without any pretense: "I need a sparring partner. Xingyuan is easy to talk to. Can you come?" "Come!" … Brilliant Jiang Mansion. Practice ground. Gu Yun had a cold face, dressed in training clothes, and still had the wooden knife in her hand. No! From Fang Xing's point of view, the little girl's temperament had changed a lot after her father Gu Renweng died in the battle. Looking at his temperament at this time, he looks like a piece of ice! "This time, I hope you will go all out and wear protective clothing." Gu Yun stood with her sword drawn and said coldly: "If I hurt you, I will pay for the medical expenses." "I didn't bring the nanosuit..." Fang Xing smiled: "But I'm sure..." He had left the nanosuit and electric baton in another world, and he had no intention of getting them back. All he wants to bring back are some things from another world. Now I am thinking about how to go to the black market and get some money. ‘The spiritual rice and talismans from another world... are incompatible with the specialties of Eagle Star. Even the black market is not easy to sell them... but there is still gold and silver there! ’ In the interstellar age, gold is not considered a precious metal and its price has dropped a lot, but it is still relatively valuable. In Qinglinfang City, gold is a tool-refining material, and it takes tens of thousands of kilograms to extract a few taels of 'gold essence' from it. The raw material gold is not very expensive, and you can buy a lot of it with just one piece of spiritual sand.
After discovering the same metal in the two worlds, Fang Xing immediately wanted to resell it. 'One move, as long as the money is enough...' 'At least, buy real self-defense weapons...' 'My current strength is too weak. If I encounter a well-prepared monk in the middle stage of Qi training, or a master in the late stage of Qi training, it will be very dangerous. ’ 'And I'm making rapid progress. I need an excuse to make money, or even launder money... before I can use it openly and buy nutrient solution to invest in myself...' … "How dare you lose your focus when you are sparring with me?" Suddenly, a clear shout came, interrupting Fang Xing's meditation. Uh-huh! The sword was bright and fell directly on top of his head!