Municipal Center. Second floor. In the professional certification office. The hall seemed unusually empty, and the surrounding walls and furniture seemed to have been specially reinforced. In front of Fang Xing was a light ball suspended in the air, which looked very mysterious. [Hello, biochemical number WYX1882... Please choose the certification profession: warrior, mecha master, spiritualist, beastmaster, illusionist, psychic...] A mechanical voice came from the light ball. "Warrior!" Fang Xing replied in a deep voice. "Please inspire the martial arts will to the target in front of you!"
A voice came from the light ball, the ground split to the left and right, and a fist target slowly rose. Fang Xing touched his eyebrows, and his spiritual power spread out, sweeping across the fist target, with a faint sound of dragon roar. [Ding... Confirmed as 'Dragon's artistic conception', the spiritual power outward fluctuations confirmed... Congratulations, professional certification is successful! ] There seemed to be a hint of joy in the voice of the light ball. [Your authority has been upgraded, and you are currently a level 1 citizen! 】 【Your citizen number is WYX1882...】 【You have unlocked the professional mall...】 The light ball quickly popped up a series of messages. Fang Xing opened his mobile phone and took a look, and found that he had indeed gained many more permissions. First of all, he could enter the "Professional Mall". Many products and rare resources that were originally not open to him could now finally see a picture. In addition, there is also the permission to buy spaceship tickets! Before becoming a professional, Fang Xing couldn't even leave the Eagle Star. As for now? Looking at the string of zeros behind the ticket, Fang Xing pretended not to see it and walked out of the municipal center. In the void, extremely tiny drones were about to follow. Roadside cameras began to capture his figure. This was all secretly monitored by members of the Prevention and Control Bureau. With their technology, they can monitor a rough jade warrior without leaving any trace. "What is the target doing in the municipal center?"
"We will have an answer soon. Although our drones are good, they cannot enter many places, otherwise it will easily cause trouble!" Two members of the action team were looking at the surveillance and communicating with each other. Suddenly! A bright red warning box appeared: [Warning! You are monitoring a federal level 1 citizen! ] [No illegal record of the citizen was found, and no monitoring order from the superior was found! ] [It is illegal monitoring, one warning, if it is not lifted within 30 seconds, a second warning will be issued...] ... "No, it's the omniscient brain!" The leading member of the action team changed his face: "Stop monitoring immediately!" "Damn it!" A member next to him punched the wall hard. Although the most advanced monitoring equipment is easy to use, as a public item, it naturally has a backdoor implanted in the omniscient brain. "According to federal law, we are not allowed to monitor level 1 citizens without reason... But that Fang Xing... He, he... Did he just get promoted to a certified professional?" The leading member of the action team finally thought of something, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face. Then, he became very shocked: "He... How old is he? What were we doing when we were seventeen?" "It seems like we were fighting in the school..." Another member looked a little dazed: "The key is... Unless we get orders from higher-ups, if we are caught doing this kind of private surveillance, the consequences will be serious. Now we should think about how to write a report, and we will be scolded by the big sister..." At this point, the two of them looked unhappy. ... "Well... lifted." On the suspended train, Fang Xing touched his eyebrows and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After awakening his spiritual power, his spiritual perception was also much sharper. Before, as soon as he walked out of the house, he felt like he was being monitored, like a thorn in his back. And now, that feeling has finally disappeared! "Federal Level 1 citizen, this identity is quite useful." "This is only Level 1, what if it is Level 2 or Level 3? If you are admitted to a top-notch university, maybe as long as it is not a serious crime of betraying the Federation, even if you kill someone, you can be suppressed, and the file will be directly sealed..." "It seems fair, but it is actually the greatest unfairness..."
"However, the great power belongs to oneself..." He returned to his home, came to the bedroom, and posted another "house protection amulet". Then, in a flash of silver light, the whole person came to Qinglinfang City. Now that the authority has been upgraded, there is no surveillance. According to the operating rules of the Prevention and Control Bureau, this group of people must go back to report and approve... Just when there is a period of free time, they can travel through time. In the superior cave. In front of Fang Xing are several magic tools, as well as the puppet bird he bought before, and two storage bags. One of these two storage bags came from Chen Yi and the other from Long Laogui. Due to limited means before, they have not been able to be opened. Fang Xing has high expectations for this. "It is difficult for innate warriors to use these items... What about courage warriors?" "My current martial arts are unprecedented in the world of immortal cultivation... and I have awakened my spiritual power, maybe I can give it a try?" With this thought, Fang Xing picked up the first-level inferior mechanical bird, and a trace of spiritual power wrapped around the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows. In an instant... he 'saw' the miniature magic arrays inside the mechanical bird! This is something that could not be seen before. Through these miniature magic circles, simple manipulation of the puppet bird can be achieved, such as taking off, landing and other simple actions. "Input mana to activate...I have no mana..." Fang Xing shook his head. Fortunately, the puppet could not only input mana. He turned over to the machine bird's belly and tapped it gently. Click! The sound of gears turning was heard, and the machine bird's abdomen opened, revealing a small groove. Fang Xing took out a low-grade spiritual stone the size of a dice, stuffed it directly into it, and then used his spiritual power to activate it. "twitter!" The machine puppet bird suddenly seemed to come to life, flapping its wings and flying up. It was still very sluggish at first, but soon became agile, and its eyes were lively, with a hint of anthropomorphism. "The feeling of controlling the machine bird is indeed different...With the help of spiritual powers, it feels like being on the scene..." Comparing Fangxing and drone monitoring, we discovered the most fundamental difference. "The machine puppets in the world of immortality are a bit like taking part of my 'perspective' with them... and the drone surveillance is just a pure image." He played with the puppet bird for a while, and then took out a low-grade magic weapon. He had already forgotten which unlucky person this magical weapon belonged to. It was a black shield the size of a palm. At this time, the spiritual power has entered and is completely controllable, but...
"Fuck...no magic power!" Fang Xing 'watched' the 'Big and Small Ruyi', 'Flying' and other magic circles inside the magic weapon, and couldn't help but feel a little angry. This magic weapon is not a puppet. It does not provide energy through spiritual stones, but requires the monk's magic power to activate it! But he has Mao's magic power? As a courageous realm warrior, in addition to the will of martial arts, what is still running in the body is blood and true energy, but the quality is much higher! Fang Xing tried to inject much richer inner energy into this shield weapon. The magic weapon is as lifeless as ever, without any change. "Well, it still doesn't work... As expected, a warrior is a warrior, and it is impossible to become an immortal." He complained: "Perhaps, I have to wait until I have the outdoor scene, or even the golden elixir... With the power of the martial arts golden elixir, I don't believe that I can't fly big bricks and control magic weapons... No, if I have the martial arts golden elixir, I can only control Does the magic weapon have a purpose?" With a little depression, Fang Xing picked up another storage bag. "Um?" This time, his eyes suddenly lit up. Through his spiritual power, Fang Xing saw a gray 'space'. The space is not large, only about one cubic meter, and there are some items inside. But at this time, these items were shrouded in a layer of fog and could not be seen clearly. These fogs come from a spiritual imprint. This mark is like a candle in the wind, as if it will be extinguished at any time, but it prevents his exploration. "The artistic conception of the dragon!" With just one thrust of Fang Xing's martial arts will, the spiritual imprint suddenly disintegrated, and those items instantly became clear. As soon as he thought, a bunch of messy things appeared in front of him. The most dazzling among them are fifty-six middle-grade spiritual stones, and several hundred low-grade spiritual stones. In addition, there are many ores, each emitting either warm or blazing spiritual light. "Well... I didn't expect that the items I sold would come back to me..." Fang Xing picked up the first-grade Qingque Sword with a strange expression. This storage bag naturally belongs to that old ghost Long. He shook his head, checked other sundries, and found a few bottles of elixirs to heal wounds and satisfy hunger, but none of them could increase his magic power, because Old Ghost Long had already perfected his Qi training and had no way forward except to build a foundation. In addition, there are several jade slips. Fang Xing has been famous for this kind of information carrier dedicated to monks for a long time.
At this time, spiritual power penetrated into it and saw a large number of words and pictures, each of which was extremely detailed and lifelike. "Well, it's much more expressive than paper..." Fang Xing read it and found that it was a weapon refining secret book called "Mineral Identification and Artifact Making". The remaining few books are "First-Order Flying Sword Refining Encyclopedia", "Red Yuan Weapon Refining Secrets", etc... There is also a "Fire Refining Technique", which is a fire-attributed immortality cultivation technique that can be practiced all the way to the intermediate stage of foundation building. "Unfortunately, it's of no use to me..." He shook his head and began to stuff things back into the storage bag one by one with his mind, taking them in and out, having a great time. "This kind of storage bag can be manipulated only by a monk's spiritual consciousness... It's really friendly to me." Fang Xing's spiritual power was stronger than the spiritual consciousness of the Qi Practitioner, so it was no problem. With a hint of expectation, he picked up Chen Yi's storage bag again. The monk's spiritual imprint was weaker than that of Old Ghost Long, and had almost dissipated. Fang Xing's mind was shattered with a sudden movement. Although he is a monk in the late stage of Qi training, Chen Yi is obviously a poor man, and there is not much in the storage bag. There are only a few middle-grade spiritual stones and dozens of low-grade spiritual stones, as well as a few magic weapons and talismans... "Sorry, I thought that this Chen Yi got a lot of good things in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Fa, but I didn't expect that he is a poor guy!" Fang Xing didn't know that Chen Yi had taken the opportunity and would definitely exchange it for something to enhance his strength. Most of the opportunities this person got were replaced by high-grade robes, storage bags, and realm-breaking elixirs. Due to his low strength, he could not get many good things when he entered the secret realm for the first time. He was just about to divert the trouble and find an opportunity to go to the secret realm again to make a fortune with his late Qi training, but he fell into Fang Xing's hands. If Chen Yi heard Fang Xing's complaints, he would be so depressed that he would vomit blood!