"What's going on? Lei Yue?"
boom!
The door shattered, and Shi Yutong's figure floated in. Apparently, he had been waiting aside to observe.
"You said you were 70% to 80% sure, so how could you fail?"
She held Lin Leiyue's right hand, and the power of martial arts poured in quickly, causing a trace of blood to appear on Lin Leiyue's face: "Master... Master?"
"Oh... Silly girl!"
Shi Yutong breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you took the Moon Condensation Pill before, and with the help of the pill, it was enough to protect your muscles and veins from damage... This time, you were too reckless!"
"Feel sorry… "
Lin Leiyue moved her lips, but she still couldn't tell the truth.
But she knew clearly that the figure of that young man would inevitably become a nightmare for her when she made a breakthrough in the future.
If we can't break through this psychological barrier, I'm afraid it will be extremely slim to make progress in martial arts in the future, even if there is a panacea to help.
…
Within the valley.
Fang Yuan opened his eyes, with a hint of joy on his face.
"The sixth level of martial arts, the injury gate, is finally broken!"
He pondered for a moment, then came to an ancient tree nearby, summoned his inner strength a little, and slapped his palm against the trunk of the tree.
puff!
A dull sound sounded, like cracked leather.
After Fang Yuan took his palm away, there was already a very clear palm print on the original tree. Not only that, there were many dense holes in the palm print, and traces of sawdust fell down.
"Sure enough, inner breath and inner force are completely different things. If the former is like cotton thread, then the latter is like steel wire!"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, knowing that he was really lucky to be able to kill Song Zhong.
"The gap between the injury gate and the previous five levels is completely different!"
He clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power in his body, and looked at the attribute bar. At this time, earth-shaking changes had taken place there:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Fine: 3.3
Qi: 3.2
God: 2.0
Age: 18
Cultivation level: The sixth level of martial arts
Skills: Black Sand Palm [Fifth Level], Eagle Claw Iron Shirt [Sixth Level]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 2], Implantation Skills [Level 3]"
"Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt - practice both internal and external skills. After completion, the whole body will be like an iron cloth, invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords. It is currently at the sixth level, with enhanced defense! The inner strength of the Eagle Claw has been strengthened!"
"The sixth level of the Eagle Claw Skill, the inner strength of the Eagle Claw! Enhanced defense!"
Fang Yuan has already tried the inner strength in his body, but this kind of defense strengthening
He thought for a moment, and then spread the inner energy in his body and spread it under his skin.
Hiss!
In an instant, the skin all over his body tightened, glowing with a dark iron color that was completely different from before, and the astonishing inner energy underneath it surged back and forth, like a piece of iron armor.
"With this layer of defense, I can withstand the chops of ordinary swords..."
Fang Yuan's eyes widened: "Such an astonishing increase in defense and attack power. After six levels, the internal energy is transformed. It is really different from ordinary warriors!"
With such progress, he couldn't help but get interested in those spiritual birds.
"With my current martial arts skills, if those red-eyed white birds dare to land and fight me, ordinary mutants have nothing to fear. Just a few spiritual birds and the roc-like leader are still in trouble!"
Fang Yuan has been jealous of the Qingfeng Spiritual Land deep in Qingling Mountain for a long time.
However, the huge flock of alien birds was like a natural chasm, blocking him in front of him, so he could only occasionally fight piecemeal to take advantage. How could he bear this
"That Qingfeng Spiritual Land is an excellent rear base camp. The sooner it is developed, the better!"
Only the spiritual land is the best environment for the growth of spiritual seeds.
At this time, although Fang Yuan could also rely on his own powers to cultivate spiritual plants, the cost and the damage to the surrounding environment were really terrible.
Also, it's not very safe.
Therefore, it is imperative to eradicate the flock of red-eyed white birds and occupy the Qingfeng spiritual land.
"At worst, I'll get stuck with those white birds. I'll kill a few of them every day. It depends on whether they give birth faster or I kill them faster!"
A trace of cruelty suddenly appeared on Fang Yuan's face.
…
There was no sun or moon in the mountains, and without realizing it, another dozen days passed by.
In Qingye City, the people's livelihood and aristocratic families that had declined due to the ravages of the Song Dynasty finally recovered gradually, and on the surface returned to the peaceful appearance of the past.
As for the Zhou family, which was almost wiped out, it was almost gradually forgotten.
On the contrary, the power vacuum left by it was swallowed up by the rising families, and the Lin family was the largest one.
On this day, in Qingye City.
A young man strolled into the city with a look of nostalgia on his face: "This Qingye City is still as lively as ever!"
This person is naturally Fang Yuan.
During this period, in addition to cultivating red jade rice and drinking spiritual tea day and night, he just waited around the Qingfeng spiritual land, constantly thinking about the red-eyed white bird.
The iron cloth shirt with eagle claws on the sixth floor is really no small matter. At least, he is not afraid of the tearing and pecking of ordinary red-eyed white birds, as long as it is not a vital part.
Taking advantage of this characteristic, he hunted white birds with red eyes and hid in the thick fog when surrounded by spiritual birds. He fed on bird meat, spiritual tea, and spiritual water day and night, and his martial arts and foundation were slowly improving.
The flock of spiritual birds also declined at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even the Bird King was powerless against Fang Yuan, a cunning enemy.
Because the location of Qingfeng Lingdi is so good, the entire flock of red-eyed white birds might have to migrate.
However, recently, Fang Yuan's energy has gradually begun to shift to the ruby rice fields.
He faced a huge problem, and the realgar powder needed to return the fire liquid was insufficient...
After all, although there were a lot of reserves before, this rice field was also a big consumer of fertilizers. This time, production was expanded. This scene was normal.
After this happened, Fang Yuan had to go out to raise funds no matter how reluctant he was. Unless he wanted to harvest nothing from his spiritual field, otherwise he really had no temper at all.
And the second point is that he doesn't dare to push the red-eyed white birds too tightly.
At this time, after his killing spree, the remaining red-eyed white birds were particularly ferocious and cunning. When in danger, they would scream for help, alarming all the spiritual birds and the bird king.
Fang Yuan once had several bloody holes in his back because he couldn't escape and was frantically pursued by a flock of birds. He finally managed to escape.
After eliminating the old, weak, sick and disabled, all that is left are the tough ones.
Moreover, he did not want to push too hard. Those spiritual beasts already had human-like wisdom. If they finally jumped over the wall and deliberately destroyed the spiritual land, that would be a scene that Fang Yuan never wanted to see.
"Boss! Thirty pounds of fine realgar powder! I want the best stuff!"
It was the same grocery store as last time. Fang Yuan started drinking as soon as he walked in, looking like a wealthy nouveau riche.
This trip to the county town has yielded a lot, and he really doesn't need a little gold and silver now.
"Thirty pounds?!"
When the fat shopkeeper who was originally smiling heard this, hesitation suddenly appeared on his face: "This quantity is too big, and our store only has fifteen kilograms in stock..."
"That's it, let's pack it together!"
Fang Yuan waved his hand with great pride and prepared to go to the next store to continue scanning goods.
"Yes Yes… "
The fat shopkeeper nodded hurriedly, drove away the waiter, left for himself, packaged and weighed carefully, suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Huh? Have we seen this little brother?"
Looking at this young man, he always felt a little familiar.
"Yes, I also got the realgar powder from you last time!"
Fang Yuan, who has become a master of the sixth level, has already lost a lot of worries and said directly.
"Last time, realgar powder! I remember, you are the boy who sold red ginseng last time and was taken away by the Zhou family!"
A fist blow from the shopkeeper.
"Exactly!"
Fang Yuan took the medicine bag and asked casually, "I heard something big happened in the county. I wonder how the Zhou family is doing now?"
"well… "
The shopkeeper shook his head: "What else can be done? The servants were either killed or ran away, the shop was occupied, and even the old house became a gathering place for beggars. Poor Mr. Zhou, after all his hard work, managed the family well and prospered. Now it has declined all of a sudden... "
Fang Yuan was silent after hearing this.
Even though there is still Zhou Wenwu in the Zhou family, Guilingzong is willing to punish Song Zhong, which has already made an end.
Next, in Qingye City, in order to restore the Zhou family's original momentum, even if Zhou Wenwu comes back immediately, he will only have to make a fuss. Don't expect the sect to do anything for him. After all, Guiling Sect is not a good church.
"So which family is the most powerful in Qingye City now?"
Fang Yuan continued to ask.
"If we say the most powerful, it is undoubtedly the Lin family. Mr. Lin gave birth to a good daughter... Next, there are the Zhang family and the Guo family, both of which are newly rising families..."
In fact, these two families were originally small families in Qingye City and had a rich heritage.
When this opportunity came, he immediately rose to the top. It can be said that he was full of fat from the fallen wreckage of the Zhou family.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Even in a small county, it seems so bloody and cruel.
"It seems that it will not be easy for Zhou Wenwu to rebuild his business, but what does this have to do with me..."
Fang Yuan shook his head, and Shi Shiran walked out of the shop and disappeared into the crowd.
The fat shopkeeper, on the other hand, looked at his back with a very surprised and uncertain expression on his face.
…
"This young man wants to buy realgar powder?"
"Exactly!"
Fang Yuan walked around the city and was about to continue buying some sundries when several people suddenly appeared in front of him.
These people were wearing uniform clothes, and they should belong to a certain force. They all had flattering smiles on their faces. The leader was not bad at martial arts and looked like he was in the third level.
"Young man Zhang Han, my master has heard of the young master for a long time and wants to make friends with him! A mere gift is not respectful!"
Zhang Han waved his hand, and several servants next to him immediately came forward with brocade boxes. After opening them, one box contained fine realgar powder, and another box sparkled with silver, which contained two rows of small silver ingots.