In the 10,000 mu spiritual field under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Mountain Daomen, a famous foodie appeared.
For two months, Fang Xing had to eat more than ten catties of meat every day, not including other rice, melons and fruits, and various drinks, and occasionally bought some nourishing medicinal materials to nourish his body. In such an environment, Wang Zhi and other five Taoist boys followed Fang Xing, soaked in the rain and dew, their faces flushed with food, fat and strong, even their stomachs were bulging, and their chins were stacked two or three times.
But Fang Xing didn't gain weight, and even lost some weight.
Now his physique looks very thin, like a piece of paper, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.
However, his eyes became very bright, his mental state was excellent, and his every move was filled with a sense of strength.
"The Qingyun Good Fortune Sutra is really extraordinary. I have only practiced for two months, and there have been such changes. It is no wonder that my nine uncles all claimed to be top-notch fighters in the world, but they were killed by an eagle and a sword. The clean... ”
In the forest next to the medicine field, Fang Xing sat in front of a bonfire, looking at a hare on the fire.
After eating and drinking for two months, Fang Xing had already squandered all the money he collected from the Taoist boys. What should I do if I have no money
I can't really teach these guys to sell butts, and with his appearance, no one will buy them.
No way, Fang Xing often took a few Taoist boys to hunt in the nearby forests. There were a lot of wild animals in the forests near Qingyun Mountain, and the Taoist boys were not prohibited from catching them. As long as they had the ability, they could come and catch some. improve life.
Fortunately, after he cultivated a spiritual energy, he felt that his hearing and eyes were sharp, his reaction was extremely fast, and his hands were much stronger.
I usually pick up a pile of small stones in my arms, and once I find hares, pheasants and the like flying up, I will beat them with my hands, and I will hit everything within thirty feet.
There was even one time when Fang Xing ran into a wild wolf by himself, and after taking two bites from it, Fang Xing forced Fang Xing to grab the wolf's tail, then jumped on the wolf's back, and punched him to death.
When Fang Xing returned to the cabin with a wild wolf on his back, Wang Zhi and the others were almost scared to pee.
From then on, Fang Xing was like a heavenly man in their hearts, and all of them were close to swearing allegiance.
Fang Xing was naturally good to them, and the heroic temperament raised in the bandit's den did not weaken the slightest because of his appearance and age.
Eat with meat, drink with wine, if you can't drink, just hold your nose and drink.
Today, the title of "Boss Fang" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the five Taoist boys, and it is no longer just a verbal word.
"My current spiritual power has been able to successfully run for a week, and I don't know if it counts as reaching the first level of spiritual power!"
Fang Xing muttered in his heart, according to the regulations of Qingyun Mountain Daomen, all Taoist boys who have cultivated to the first level of spirituality can be promoted to outer disciples, and their status has been raised by a level, so they don't have to mess around in this medicine field anymore , it is said that there are some other benefits, but the Qingyun Forging Qi chapter talks about how to cultivate, but it doesn't say how to divide the level of cultivation.
It is precisely because of this that Fang Xing doesn't know how to count as a state now.
"Boss Fang, the firewood has been picked up..."
Behind a row of pine trees not far away, Wang Zhi walked over with a small freckle and a smile, each carrying a bundle of dry firewood on his shoulders.
Normally, people at Lingtian couldn't be cut off, so the five Taoist boys came out to hunt with Fang Xing in rotation. This time, it was Wang Zhi and Little Freckle who followed Fang Xing. Just now, seeing that there was not enough firewood, Fang Xing asked Fang Xing to go hunting. The two of them went to gather some firewood, and then came back.
To say that after Fang Xing became the boss of No. 3 Field C, the biggest change was that Xiao Freckles and others were treated better. They used to be bullied by Wang Zhi. Although there were only five of them, they were clearly classified. You bully me. He, but after Fang Xing came, it was much simpler, everyone had to be bullied by me, and other people were not allowed to play tricks, so they worked and ate together.
Whenever Wang Zhi subconsciously wants to instruct Little Freckle or hang the ghost, Fang Xing kicks him. After three months, Wang Zhi has become very used to washing stinky socks by himself.
Of course, besides his own socks, Fang Xing's socks had to be washed by them in turn.
"Chop firewood and grind it, the fire is gone, get out!"
Seeing that Boss Fang was angry, Wang Zhi and Little Freckles ran over quickly, and looked at the wild rabbits on the fire, drooling.
After recognizing Fang Xing as the boss, the poverty-stricken life of this sect finally disappeared forever, and it became very rich.
He cooked the hare with all his might, and was tearing it off to divide the meat, when suddenly a hurried figure ran over not far away, and shouted: "It's not good, Senior Brother Fang, the higher-ups brought people to the elixir field Checked, seeing that you are not there, you are getting angry... "
Everyone looked up, but it was the hanged ghost who stayed to see the medicine field, and ran over anxiously.
"Isn't the inspection day tomorrow? Why are you here today?"
"I don't know either. It seems that a brother surnamed Yu was passing by, so he remembered to come and have a look..."
Wang Zhi stood up in surprise, with a bitter expression on his face.
Normally, as long as the five Taoist boys took care of the ten acres of elixir fields, they would be at ease, and no one would disturb them.
But every three months, people from the Daomen Medicine Supervisor will come to check, and see if the Taoist boys are lazy through the growth of the elixir field.
It's okay if nothing happens, but if someone finds out a little mistake, then this month's wages will be wasted, and there will be other punishments in serious cases.
The unscrupulous Taoist priests of the pharmacy supervisor often used this excuse to deduct the wages of these Taoist boys.
It's broad daylight now, and it's not a day for Xiumu, but they went to the woods to hunt, which is not a small problem.
Hearing this, the little freckles were in a panic, and his face turned pale with fright.
"I'm afraid of a bird, I'll go back and have a look!"
Fang Xing spat out the grass root in his hand disdainfully, and ordered Wang Zhi to wrap the roasted wild rabbit in leaves.
In front of the Lingtian No. 3, C word, there were three Taoist priests who looked coldly at the few of them who came out of the forest, their faces so gloomy that they seemed to be able to pinch water.
The leader of them even sneered maliciously, and Mung Bean's small eyes narrowed.
"It's this guy?"
Seeing it from a distance, Fang Xing was not only happy.
The leading Taoist turned out to be the fat Taoist priest who was scolded by him in front of the mountain gate. His surname was Yu and his name was Yu Sanliang. His identity was temporarily picked up by the fat Taoist priest to support his appearance.
"Hehe, when you are on duty, you guys slipped into the woods and wandered around, you are so daring! Believe it or not, I will report to the brother of the medicine supervisor, all of you will be bruised!" Fat Taoist Yuan Seeing Fang Xing from a distance, the fat on his face twitched, and he sneered, "Especially you, you have only entered the mountain gate for a few days now? Do you want to be expelled for violating the gate rules with blind eyesight?"
The fat Taoist is also a little proud. He is not a medicine supervisor, but a miscellaneous supervisor. To put it bluntly, he does odd jobs and runs errands. I just sent a boy here a month ago, and wanted to come over to see if the boy was treated badly, so I turned the corner and came to the No. 3 field of C word.
Unexpectedly, this happened to be a good thing. Tangtang was on duty, and that kid actually slipped out. This was a small mistake, enough for him to handle him, and it happened to be three months out of him The bad breath before.
"Oh, Senior Brother Zhu, rare guest, hurry up and watch the seats..."
Fang Xing walked over with a smile, and pretended to instruct the little Taoist boys to show the fat Taoist priest a seat.
"Fart, whose surname is Zhu? Daoist surname is Yu..."
The fat on Fat Dao's morale face trembled, pointing at Fang Xing and cursing.
Fang Xing looked at the fat Taoist priest with a smile, and was thinking about how to deal with him. At this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and an inexplicable message appeared in his mind: "Spiritual first-level cultivation, weak body, spiritual energy in the meridians content…”
It turned out to be about the cultivation of the fat Taoist priest, and all his overall cultivation status appeared in Fang Xing's mind.
"That treasure book can actually see people's cultivation?"
Fang Xing couldn't help being taken aback, his expression changed.
Seeing that Fang Xing's face changed, the fat Taoist thought he was afraid of him, and immediately he was very proud, fanning the wind with his fat hands beside his face, and sneered, "What's the matter? Be afraid, obediently kneel down and kowtow to the Taoist master a few times." , I will spare you this..."
Fang Xing's expression was uncertain, and he slowly circled the fat Taoist priest twice.
The fat Taoist was terrified by his sizing up, and shouted: "Little bastard, what do you want to do? Do you believe that the lord slapped you away?"
Fang Xing thought about it, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Are you from the Department of Medicine?"
The fat Taoist was startled, and said, "So what?"
Fang Xing asked again: "Did the seniors from the Department of Pharmacy ask you to come over to inspect?"
The fat Taoist said: "The Taoist is passing by, just to see if you are lazy..."
Fang Xing suddenly jumped up, slapped the fat Taoist priest's face, and shouted, "Steal your uncle!"
Although he was not big, he had to jump up to slap the fat Taoist priest's face, but this slap was really heavy, with a crisp sound, a clear five-fingerprint appeared directly on the fat Taoist priest's plump, white and tender face. Yin Hong, however, had nosebleeds dripping down her nose, while the fat Taoist priest suddenly had stars in his eyes, dizziness, and his whole body was dazed.
"Little bastard, do you dare to hit me?"
After a while, the fat Taoist screamed desperately.
But before he finished speaking, he felt someone kicked hard on his knees, and his body couldn't help but fell to the ground, and his back was heavy, but it was Fang Xing who stepped on his back.
"A person from the Superintendent of Medicine came to the territory of the Superintendent of Medicine to show his prestige? You were the one who beat him!"
Fang Xing yelled and cursed, fists and slaps rained down, whipping and beating, like beating a pig to death.
The fat Taoist was beaten loudly, with tears and snot streaming down his nose. He also has a cultivation base, and his aura shook, and he wanted to bounce Fang Xing away.
Who would have expected that Fang Xing's aura would also be shocked at the same time, and it would cancel out his body-protecting aura, making it unbearable to continue smoking.