Heiyan Valley is located on the mountain road ten miles away from Qingxi Valley where Fang Xing lives. Although Fang Xing is not very old, but after all, he has the cultivation level of the second level of agility. After Xiang Xiang left and right, he reached the Black Rock Valley and walked in. Some people in the valley were taking advantage of the morning light to practice, seeing that he was a little Taoist boy, no one paid any attention to him.
Fang Xing found Hua Qianzhi's house according to the number on the wooden house, and knocked on the door.
"who?"
A vigilant voice sounded in the wooden house, and it seemed that the mood was a little low.
"Junior brother... the little one is a slug, who came to help me deliver the letter..."
Fang Xing cleared his throat, coughed, and said in a low voice.
"Message delivery?"
The person inside murmured, came over and opened the door of the wooden house, revealing a figure, but it was a young man with a dark complexion, his figure was a bit stocky, around thirty years old, his fingers looked very slender . Looking at that facial expression, it was exactly the appearance of the stall owner yesterday. He looked at Fang Xing vigilantly, then looked around, and said in a low voice, "What letter are you sending?"
Fang Xing deliberately pretended to be a little scared, and said stammeringly: "It's a senior brother with very thin eyes..."
As soon as he roughly described what he looked like last night, Hua Qianzhi's face immediately turned cold, and he grabbed his arm and pulled him into the wooden house, then fixed his cold eyes on Fang Xing's face, and said coldly: "That person What is your last name? Where do you live? You tell me in detail, if there is a little carelessness, be careful and I will make you suffer... "
Fang Xing suddenly became frightened, his body trembled slightly, and said in a low voice: "I... I don't know... I'm... carrying water... He came over and told me to send you a message... He also said, you After listening, he will reward me..." At this time, Fang Xing's appearance was really lifelike, and he played a child's frightened appearance to the extreme.
In other words, he is actually a child, and this is just another side of him.
After Hua Qianzhi listened, he asked a few more questions, and Fang Xing answered them one by one without any mistakes.
Hua Qianzhi sighed helplessly, and finally determined that the Taoist boy in front of him was just delivering the letter, and there was nothing useful to ask.
"What message did he ask you to send?"
Fang Xingdao: "He said that he wants Shi Jing San!"
"Stone Essence Powder?"
Hua Qianzhi's eyes flashed brightly, and he shouted angrily, "Where can I get Shi Jing San for him..."
Just halfway through the conversation, he suddenly stopped and realized that what the other party was talking about was not the real Shi Jing San, but a fake. If so, Hua Qianzhi still frowned, thinking to himself: "This stone essence powder is used to break the steps. The Taoist sect is strictly guarded against it, so it is easy for idlers to see it. I only met a few times because I worked in the alchemy workshop." , how can you do it so vividly..."
Even though he thought this way, he was still unwilling to do it. Just as he was looking for an excuse to shirk, Fang Xing said again: "The senior brother also said, I asked you this question, and if you didn't refuse, I will give you something .”
"what?"
Hua Qianzhi asked casually, and saw Xiaodaotong coming over with a small cloth bag, which looked heavy.
Hua Qianzhi took it over and took a look, his eyes narrowed immediately. Inside the bag were ten bright red spirit stones and a gold leaf.
"The senior brother said... this... this is just a deposit, and there are still 20 yuan left..."
Fang Xing's transformation into Xiaodaotong stammered, as if he was trying his best not to forget.
Hua Qianzhi's breathing was a little short. Putting the glowing red spirit stones in front of him was more convincing than anything else. After all, thirty spirit stones was not a small amount for him, and for him, making a Fake stone essence powder only needs to pay a little worthless raw materials. Even if you make the highest quality fake, the cost you need is only one spirit stone...
"Did he say what to use this stone powder for?"
Hua Qianzhi pondered for a while, tied the cloth bag to his mouth, held it in his hand and asked Fang Xing.
Fang Xing shook his head cautiously.
"He didn't say it, but he said..."
"say what?"
"He said... If you don't have Shi Jing San here, he will tell others one thing..."
Hua Qianzhi covered her forehead helplessly, and sighed secretly, thinking that she was forcing herself to agree!
After thinking about it for a while, he really had no other ideas, so he sighed and said to the other party: "I have accepted the Lingshi, you can go back and tell him, after seven days, find someone to come and get it!"
After finishing speaking, he suddenly saw the little boy staring at him longingly, and did not leave. Immediately remembered that the little Taoist said that the man told him that there would be a reward for him here. It was only at this time that he realized what the gold leaf in the bag was for, so he casually threw it to Xiao Daotong, waved his hand, and said, "Go back and report to your life!"
Xiao Daotong got the golden leaf, his face was full of excitement, and he said again: "Okay, I can tell you the last sentence, that senior brother said, if you plan to find him by following me, he won't show up... "
Hua Qianzhi did intend to follow Xiaodaotong, but after hearing these words, his face was startled, and he waved his hand helplessly, indicating that Xiaodaotong could leave.
In his heart, he really planned to follow this little Taoist boy, but he had no choice but to give up this idea after being exposed.
After leaving the wooden house, Fang Xing was very proud. He grew up in a den of bandits. When he was seven years old, he followed Uncle Seven and Uncle Eight to kidnap kidnappers. He memorized all the tricks that the uncle used on the road, and now he modified them a little and used them on Hua Qianzhi's body, which really beat him to death.
I believe that there should be no accidents on Hua Qianzhi's side, Fang Xingbian returned to the valley in a happy mood.
Since Hua Qianzhi said it would take seven days, Fang Xing was not in a hurry, and went to pick it up when the time came.
For the rest of the time, he began to practice diligently, and then waited for the time to come.
However, after breaking through the second level of agility, it felt a lot more strenuous to practice. The meridians in the body seemed to change from a stream to a small river, and the amount of aura that could be accommodated was several times higher. Of course, this was also determined. When drinking water, the speed at which the aura rises is also much slower, and the same scoop of water will naturally have different effects when poured into a water basin and into a water tank.
Under normal circumstances, it takes about two months for a person to go from the low-level cultivation of the first level of intelligence to the peak of the first level of intelligence. If resources are abundant, it takes about half a year for a person to practice from the low-level of the second level of intelligence to the peak of the second level of intelligence. .
In addition, breaking through from the first level of smartness to the second level of smartness, and breaking through from the second level to the third level, this is called breaking the order. It also takes time to break through the ranks, but the time is not fixed due to the talent of each person. The time spent to break through the ranks will be less, maybe three or two days to break through successfully, and those with poor qualifications will take a long time to break through. One year, two years, or even ten years, or even a lifetime, cannot break through.
The monk completes his usual accumulation through the consumption of resources, and breaks the bottleneck through his talent, perseverance, help from the teacher, or some natural and earthly treasures.
The combination of the two is the complete practice.
Accumulation and breakthrough are quantitative change and quality, which are the two elements of practice, neither of which can be separated.
Of course, every time one level is broken, the benefits will be enormous.
Although Fang Xing has not yet learned spells, he can still feel his vitality.
The body is lighter and stronger than before, and even the sleep time is shortened, but the energy is stronger than before.
After practicing for a while, Fang Xing felt that the speed was too slow and a little anxious, so he got out of bed and prepared to practice martial arts.
Standing in the wooden house, he took out the short knife, and tucked the long skirt of the Taoist robe into his waist. At the point where the short knife came out, white light flashed and swished through the air. His figure was like a flexible monkey, jumping up from time to time, stabbing him enough Unreachable height. The opponents in his fantasy are all adults, this is also because the opponents he faces are all adults, even in the bandit den back then.
At the age of four, he was thrown into the den of a mad dog.
At the age of five, he had to face a one-year-old wolf cub with his bare hands.
When he was six years old, he was caught by the government officials, hanged from a tree and received a full seventeen lashes, bleeding from the lashes.
When he was seven years old, he personally used poison to kill a master of the rivers and lakes who had betrayed Ghost Smoke Valley and planned to take him as a hostage...
Later, at the age of seven, eight, nine, and ten, many things happened that Fang Xing still has nightmares to this day.
Each of his nine uncles was kind to him, but none of them were good!
Therefore, Fang Xing himself thought that the death of his nine uncles was not wronged, and even if he died, he would not be wronged.
No grievances, no grievances, after all, they raised themselves, and since they are alive, they must grow and take revenge.