Not long after, all the things were in his hands, and he was about to leave when Fang Xing suddenly turned his head, and then retreated, took out all his gold leaves from the big mouse spirit's arms, and stuffed them all into the Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword From the arms of the young fat sheep who had donated it, he took out the flying sword from the arms of another person who exchanged it for a low-level flying sword and stuffed it into the big rat spirit...
It didn't take much effort, except for the Lingshi that Fang Xing took away, the remaining items of the others were exchanged with each other.
Then Fang Xing clapped his hands, came to the big mouse spirit, and without saying a word, smacked.
"His grandma told you to blackmail me, and I will teach you a lesson today!"
The smoking effect was very good, and Fang Xing's hand was numb from the beating. Seeing that the skinny rat had turned into a swollen rat, he hadn't woken up yet.
Still thinking about it, Fang Xing unbuttoned his trouser belt again, urinated on the face of the big mouse, saw his bruised nose, swollen face, and miserable appearance, then nodded in satisfaction, and left swaggeringly.
The valley is quiet, the birds don't sing, the moonlight is clear, and in the valley, there are scattered people.
After about an hour, the big mouse spirit with the deepest cultivation was the first to wake up. He shook his head vigorously, and then remembered what had happened. With a sudden shudder, he reached out to touch the gold in his arms. Immediately, he realized that the four hundred and eighty taels of gold leaves he had exchanged for with six spirit stones were all gone, and he let out a cry of mourning, but the howling stopped abruptly...
Because he soon discovered that there was no golden leaf in his arms, but a flying sword.
He took it out and saw that it was a low-grade flying sword, counted as gold, it could be sold for about a thousand taels of silver, compared to the gold he had lost, he was still earning money, he couldn't understand how this flying sword got into his arms However, it is naturally impossible to spit out the things that have already been obtained, so I put them away immediately, and then looked around, the mouse eyes turned...
Seeing that everyone was still sound asleep, he quickly took some good things from the hands of the people next to him, and hurriedly stuffed them into his arms.
Seeing those disciples at the second level of agility moved slightly, as if they were about to wake up, he tiptoed and quickly slipped away.
The rest of the people woke up and looked at each other. The first reaction was to check their own things. They soon found that all the spirit stones had been lost, but there were some items in their arms that did not belong to them.
These people wanted to speak out, but suddenly thought that it would be unwise to hand over things at this time.
I made a statement, and if the owner takes it back, I have nothing left. After all, my things are either stolen by thieves, or they are in the arms of others and stolen by thieves. No matter what, I can't get it back, and if it is in the arms of others, if that person keeps quiet, I will suffer a loss in vain, and I can't leave anything behind...
Therefore, after figuring out this verse, everyone surprisingly remained silent and left quietly.
If there is a chance, he also took some other people's things. This also leads to the unlucky people who wake up later. Crying without tears, he was the one who suffered the worst loss, but at this time, besides himself, there were only a few poor ghosts like him left in the field...
"Who did it? I, Luoxi, are at odds with you!"
The mournful cry tore through the silence of the morning light and scared away a group of birds that had just returned home.
And at this time, that culprit who deserved to die had already returned to the valley, smiling from ear to ear.
Yes, indeed made a small fortune!
After Fang Xing came back, he counted it. There were more than 30 spirit stones, which was almost the total amount he had received in seven or eight years. This was not counting the storage ring and the Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword. He already had the storage ring After checking it, with the young fat sheep's cultivation base, he was not yet able to imprint the storage ring, so Fang Xing opened it easily.
Looking inside, Fang Xing immediately grinned and opened his mouth.
Fortunately, in addition to the Nine Snakes Golden Flame Sword, there are some elixir for tendons and marrow washing and dozens of taels of gold leaves, which solved all the difficulties in my practice and life at once, and went straight from abject poverty to a well-off life...
Especially the flying sword, the scarlet red sword body, inlaid with nine lifelike golden snakes, very lifelike, it seems that nine small snakes are dormant on the sword body, and will wake up to bite people at any time...
The appearance alone is extraordinary!
Taking a look with the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror, Fang Xing suddenly discovered that there were nine precisely engraved magic circles in the flying sword.
This material, this workmanship, plus the magic circle inside which is obviously a grade higher than other flying swords, it is extremely obedient.
It is worthy of being a treasure worth ten thousand taels of gold!
But Fang Xing tried to destroy it, but found that the flying sword was like a bottomless pit, and his spiritual energy was not enough at all. Only then did he understand, no wonder that fat sheep wanted to exchange the flying sword for the spirit stone, Because this flying sword is not usable by disciples of the first level of spirituality at all. Its quality is too high, and I am afraid that it must be at least the second level or even third level before it can be used.
But after all, it is a good thing, and if you keep it, you can always use it!
Fang Xing thought so, and happily put it into the cave ring.
"Good man..."
Fang Xing recalled the characteristics of that young fat sheep, and remembered it firmly.
While being moved in my heart, I secretly decided that the next time I meet this guy, I must... patronize him again!
This time, the cultivation resources are sufficient, so Fang Xing can practice with peace of mind.
The road of practice, which has been interrupted for nearly 20 days, will continue again, and, at least for a long period of time, there is no need to worry about the matter of spirit stones. Thirty-one spirit stones are enough to practice for a year. .
And practice requires such a steady stream of resources in order to make continuous progress.
The reason why people with high aptitude can practice so fast is that they, to a certain extent, get rid of the shackles of resources, and can directly use themselves to breathe spiritual energy. Even if resources are not in hand, they can still maintain their way of practice.
And people like Fat Taoist, if the resources are not in hand, they are doomed to stand still, or even go backwards.
Of course, he couldn't go back, because he was already at the lowest level of cultivation, and it was a good thing that there was no way to go back.
And the consequence of this matter is that after a few days, after the people who participated in the ghost market that day slowly came to their senses, some people began to secretly investigate. Of course, the ghost market is inherently shady, and they dare not make too much noise , can only inquire slowly by their own means, and moreover, the person they inquired is a young man with a thin figure and a hoarse voice, who has nothing to do with Fang Xing at all...
After overhearing the news from Fat Taoist, Fang Xing once again admired his vision for choosing Wan Luo Ghost Face.
With such a small fortune, Fang Xing didn't say anything, even the fat Taoist didn't tell him, only in the middle of the night when no one was around, he took out the spirit stone by himself and redoubled his sleep exercises. With enough spirit stones, his speed of practice is naturally extremely fast, and the speed of refining spirit stones has gradually increased, reaching the level of refining one piece every ten days.
A steady stream of spiritual energy filled the meridians, making Fang Xing's spiritual energy slowly increase every day.
Gradually, the aura filled up, wandered through the meridians, and infiltrated the whole body...
Fang Xing could even feel that his fascia and bones were infiltrated by spiritual energy, gradually becoming flexible, solid, and full of vitality... The direct manifestation of this change is that if Fang Xing is injured in the future, The wound will heal faster, his resistance will also increase, and more importantly, he can better accommodate the existence of spiritual energy.
Even, Fang Xing felt that the physical loss caused by his previous practice of refining and transforming qi was slowly making up for it.
With such persistence in cultivation, Fang Xing's cultivation gradually increased. Two months later, Fang Xing had reached the first level of consummation, and he was only one line away from breaking through the second level of agility. Among the disciples, they belonged to the top class. After all, at this time, only those disciples with first-class aptitude had just stabilized the cultivation base of the first level of agility, and hadn't exerted themselves towards the second level.
And the qualifications are even worse, and even the first level of agility has not been stabilized.
After all, not everyone has Fang Xing's hard work and abundant resources. Even those disciples with first-class qualifications only have two spirit stones a month, but Fang Xing has three spirit stones a month. Intermittent.
Of course, it is still incomparable with some people with good aptitude and no shortage of money at home. In addition, those people who started three months earlier than Fang Xing can buy a lot of spirit stones for practice. It is estimated that the highest one at this time is already The second level of agility has been broken.
Regarding this point, it is also very helpless. Practicing practice will consume resources in the first place.