It was already late at night, and Du Fang was sitting cross-legged on the bed. The decoration in the room was simple, clean and quiet.
In front of him, there is a thin booklet, which is the practice method received after being promoted to an outer disciple.
This practice method is not much different from the Qingyun Forging Qi Chapter, but it is much more detailed. It should be the authentic Qingyun Forging Qi Chapter. Compared with this practice method, the one that I practiced when I was a Taoist boy is simply It's simply outrageous, it's basically just a brief introduction to the principles of cultivation, breathing and breath adjustment, and the basic method of operating spiritual energy, and nothing else.
But thinking about it, the formulas in the hands of Taoist boys were originally used to test their spirituality, and they don't need to be too advanced.
Moreover, Taoist boys who have worked for ten years will be sent down the mountain. If the method is too profound, it is easy to leak out.
As for the disciples of the outer sect, they can practice in Qingyunzong for three years, if they can't break through to the second level of agility, they will be sent down the mountain.
After breaking into the second level of agility, you can continue to practice for three years. If you can't break into the third level of agility, you will be sent down the mountain.
And after breaking into the third level of agility, there will be five years. If you can't break through the bottleneck within five years and enter the fourth level of agility, you will still be sent down the mountain. The same is true for other stages. Raising these disciples for nothing.
Even the disciples who stay in the sect usually distribute very little resources. If they want to obtain enough cultivation resources, they must either spend a lot of money to buy them from the sect, or receive Taoist amulets to complete tasks for the sect to get rewards. Of course, there is another kind of supervisors who enter the Taoist sect, just like the fat Taoist, they also have meager resources to earn.
"Hoo..."
Fang Xing started to practice, running the Qingyun sect mental method, the spiritual energy leaked out, and he breathed out and adjusted his breath.
In front of him, the glowing red spirit stone floated up and down gently with his breath, flying in the air, it was really miraculous.
Through this method of regulating breath, the spiritual power above the spiritual energy was absorbed into the body by him and penetrated into the meridians.
After officially becoming an outer disciple, or to be precise, after knowing the beauty of spirit stones, Fang Xing no longer used the method of refining essence and transforming qi with grass, which was too harmful to the body. Although he has been using this method for two months to replenish his energy by eating and drinking, his body still suffers a lot of wear and tear.
Once a person's body is deficient, it cannot be made up by eating and drinking, unless there is a peerless secret medicine.
Fang Xing is only ten years old now, but there are some gray and white hairs in his hair, which were all refined in the past two months. If he continues to practice with the method of refining and transforming qi, maybe he will not live for two years at all. ten years old.
He is not like those high-quality people who can practice directly by exhaling and adjusting breath, and can only directly absorb spiritual energy from the outside world. The spirit stone he is using for cultivation now is a special ore that contains spirituality in the world of practice When a cultivator breathes out and adjusts his breath, the aura is concentrated on the body, and then he runs the mysterious method, so that he can incorporate the aura contained in the spirit stone into his own body.
This method does not harm the source, but will make people healthy, prolong life, and strengthen the body. However, the speed of improving the cultivation level is far from the method of "refinement and transformation of qi". It can even be said that one is running, and the other is running. It is walking, but this is also a very helpless thing. You can't even sacrifice your life for a moment of practice, right
"Refining and transforming qi" is a shortcut to cultivation, but it is a shortcut that kills people!
What's more, using spirit stones to cultivate is too expensive!
Today's Fang Xing is not very proficient in cultivating in this way, but he estimates that this piece of spirit stone will be used up in ten days at most, so what can he do with the rest of the time? Practicing this thing is like sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. If you don’t get the spiritual energy replenishment for fifty days in a row, the spiritual energy you have already cultivated may slowly decrease...
This is similar to how a person can easily eat enough food and gain some strength, but he will not have enough food for the rest of the day and his body will become weak.
It has been the seventh year since the Fat Taoist started. It is because of the serious shortage of resources, intermittently, the daily limit of his cultivation, and he has always been unable to break through the second level of agility. In fact, he has almost been sent down the mountain twice. It's all through entrusting relationships, going through the back door, taking the only little resources to give gifts, and coupled with working hard in the miscellaneous department supervisor, to stay.
But the more this is the case, the more resources he lacks, and he has no time to practice hard, and the cultivation base will be even more difficult to improve.
"No, it seems that practice is the same as the outside world. If I keep going on like this, I will be like Senior Brother Zhu sooner or later. …”
Fang Xing practiced for a while, then stopped, and the spirit stone fell from the air and landed on his lap.
Holding the spirit stone in his hand, he slowly pondered: "Among the thousands of outer disciples of this sect, there are quite a few rich and wealthy ones. Although many of them are disciples with D-level qualifications, they are rich and have no spirit stones. So I spent money to buy it, and I can afford it even if I spend a few hundred taels of gold a month. Naturally, I can pay for my practice, but now I am penniless, so I have to find a way to make a fortune... "
The Qingyun Sect outside is quiet, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect were either cultivating or had fallen asleep. No one probably thought that at this time, their ten-year-old juniors were already thinking about how to snatch resources from them.
"Let's practice first. You have to pay attention to it. If you step on it..."
After Fang Xing made up his mind, he started to practice again.
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"Is Junior Brother Fang here?"
Half a month after officially becoming an outer sect disciple, Fang Xing's spiritual stone had long since been refined, and he was in a daze in the room, suddenly someone called the door, and he looked out the window, only to see that it was a fat Taoist Here he is, with a purse and a bottle of wine in his hand, he seems to be bored again, taking advantage of some time, he came to find Fang Xing for a drink.
It's sad to say that this fat Taoist, his cultivation base is too low, and he's stupid, and he usually takes Da Dao in front of newcomers or Taoist boys who just started. Among the disciples of the same level, he doesn't have many friends, and others don't. He didn't like him, but now that he and Fang Xing smiled, he regarded Fang Xing as a heart-to-heart friend, and often came to drink with him, twice in the past half a month.
When the other disciples saw him in his thirties making friends with a boy who looked only in his teens, they secretly laughed at him, but he was relieved and just pretended not to hear, and what should come would still come.
"Brother Pig, come in, come in..."
Fang Xing spoke enthusiastically, but he didn't bother to move his body, he just opened his mouth to say hello.
"Oh, how many times have I said it, my surname is Yu, not Zhu, you always can't remember..."
The fat Taoist came in, pulled a stool familiarly, tore open the lotus leaf, and found a roast chicken inside, and took two large coarse porcelain bowls from under the Fang Xing table, poured wine on it , pushed it in front of Fang Xing, shook off his cheeks and started eating.
"By the way, senior brother Zhu, last time you said that there is a ghost market among the disciples of the outer sect?"
Fang Xing tore off a chicken wing, ate it slowly, and asked the fat Taoist thoughtfully.
"It's Yu, not Zhu, look at the shape of my mouth... Yu..."
The fat Taoist opened his mouth wide, and said vaguely: "But that ghost market is real. Among the outer disciples, there is no shortage of rich people, and they have good things in their hands, but sometimes I don't need them. I want to use them." But they can’t buy them for a while, so some people secretly set up many ghost markets, and everyone goes there to take out the things they don’t need and exchange them with others... "
"The Taoist sect prohibits this thing, because the Taoist sect has regulations. All the items needed by the disciples need to be exchanged with the Taoist sect. However, many disciples think that the Taoist sect is too dark, and some conditions are very harsh. People, the origin of the things in your hands is not right, and you can't see it. That's why there is such a thing as a ghost market, and people who go to ghost markets are afraid that others will reveal their secrets, so they only go there in disguise. And it is always agreed, only to look at things, not to ask about identity... "
As the fat Taoist said, a chicken leg went in.
Fang Xing nodded and said, "Then you can help me to pay attention to see when there will be a ghost market..."
"Why are you asking about this? I know how poor you are. I paid you the one hundred taels of silver for food that I paid to the food supervisor this month. What treasure do you have to exchange for?" No?"
The fat Taoist said disdainfully, picked up the bowl and touched Fang Xing.
"If I ask you to inquire, just inquire. Why do you ask so much? Isn't it only a hundred taels of silver, and I will pay you back double in another day..."
"One hundred and ten taels... Hey, who asked you to pay back the money, come on, drink..."