Today's Fang Xing's cultivation is only one line away from reaching the peak of the third level of agility. It is time to consolidate his cultivation and at the same time collect enough materials for refining broken-level pills. Practice spells, which can not only improve his own strength, but also consume spiritual energy. Using it to strengthen one's cultivation is killing two birds with one stone. If you enter the inner sect in the future, it is also a good thing to have more hole cards.
In addition, the most precious thing is the jade talisman left by Liu San. The jade talisman looks quite inconspicuous, but Fang Xing looked at it with the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror, and found that the jade talisman name The "Shrinking Talisman" turned out to be an auxiliary high-level magic weapon. After being filled with spiritual energy, it can be destroyed once, allowing the holder to cross a certain distance in an instant.
The teleportation distance is related to a person's cultivation base, the higher the cultivation base, the farther the distance will be.
Back then, Liu San managed to catch up with Fang Xing through this talisman, which was indeed very miraculous.
However, this jade talisman also has a disadvantage, that is, it consumes too much spiritual power. At the beginning, Liu San was killed by Fang Xing because he was unable to respond in time to Fang Xing's attack because he was consumed by this talisman. of.
In addition, the material of this talisman is relatively ordinary, and its service life should not be long. Now it looks very worn out.
Of course, even so, this is a rare treasure, and I don't know where Liu San got it.
In Meng Xuanzhao's storage bag, apart from Fang Xing's own stone essence, there are about seventy pieces of spirit stones and two high-quality flying swords, which are worthless compared to what they got from Hou Qing and others. I mentioned it.
After counting, Fang Xing's pride increased greatly, and he felt that he had the confidence to speak. He specially called Fat Dao over, took ten pieces of the spirit stone that Hei San sent to make amends, and threw it to Fat Daoist, and then kicked him. Kicked out, the dead fat man deserved some benefits because he suffered. In this regard, Fang Xing has never been a stingy person.
Holding the spirit stone in his hand, the fat Taoist stood in front of Fang Xing's wooden house and wept silently, with a speechless expression of gratitude...
The people around came and went, seeing the pile of glowing red spirit stones in his hand, everyone was extremely greedy.
However, today is different from the past, Fang Xing and Xuanzhao have a relationship, and the fat Taoist has also risen with the tide. If it was in the past, someone would have taken the idea of the spirit stone in his hand, but now no one dares to do it idea.
"Junior Brother Fang... Junior Brother Fang... I have three or two remaining... Really..."
The fat Taoist's eyes were red, tears were falling down, and his voice was choked up...
Fang Xing's voice recalled from inside: "Take the spirit stone and get out, I will deduct one spirit stone from you if you talk nonsense in front of my door, and I will also deduct one spirit stone from you if you stand for a while. It's time to give me the spirit stone..."
The fat Taoist was startled, sucked his nose and tears and trotted away.
But the gratitude in his heart is still very deep. He didn't expect that he would get ten pieces of spirit stones as compensation just because he had suffered a little in the past half month. I used it for my practice during this period of time. After a while, I used it up. I can ask him to get it again. I can come and have it at any time. It is serious to raise my cultivation base first...
If I had known about this kind of treatment, I would have been punished for half a month!
Hearing the fat Taoist trotting outside the room, Fang Xing also had a smile on his lips.
To be honest, he didn't expect the fat Taoist to have some kind of sincerity towards him. After all, the first acquaintance between the two was to use each other, but under the bamboo building, Liu Feng asked the fat Taoist to call Fang Xing a bastard, and the fat Taoist hesitated So two or three breaths of effort... Fang Xing actually didn't care about this, even if the fat Taoist really scolded him, it didn't hurt him.
But since the fat Taoist didn't scold him, this is a rare favor.
The fat Taoist probably didn't expect that his two or three breaths of hesitation were exchanged for Fang Xing's real approval from the bottom of his heart.
Of course, this kind of recognition did not reach the point where life could be changed, but it also occupied a little part in Fang Xing's heart.
"This fat man, he is really a fool and he has the blessings of a fool..."
Fang Xing sat blankly for a while, sneered, shook his head, and began to practice the skill of catching dragons and controlling cranes.
First, he recited the formula of catching the dragon and controlling the crane silently several times, and after he had thoroughly understood it, Fang Xing began to circulate the spiritual energy in his body according to the above formula, according to a complicated trick. First, he slowly circulated it a few times. When the operation became proficient, Fang Xing suddenly accelerated the speed. In an instant, the spiritual energy shuttled through the meridians, and then suddenly condensed on the right palm.
"Hoo..."
In the wooden house, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, spun around on the ground, and then disappeared ten feet away.
The gust of wind was very sudden, it was born out of thin air, and quickly dissipated, blowing chopsticks and bowls on the table made a mess.
"Sure enough, a force can appear out of thin air, but it is difficult to control..."
Fang Xing frowned secretly. This power was invisible, very difficult to control, and required long-term practice.
And after only using it for a while, he found that his aura had lost nearly one-tenth of it. Presumably, even after he became proficient, the consumption of aura by this spell was astonishing. It's no wonder that the Qingyun sect did not allow disciples from outside sects to touch spells. Well, in addition to a kind of hidden psychology, the consumption of this spell by the outer disciples is also very alarming, and it is not very practical.
Presumably even Hou Qing could only persist for ten breaths at most if he cast this spell continuously.
Moreover, this is still in the case that he has no spell to control objects that are too large or too heavy, or if he is given a huge boulder that weighs a thousand catties, let him use this spell to control the flying in the air, presumably he can persist for three breaths. Not bad.
"It's impractical to master one spell at a time. Anyway, it's okay to have nothing to do, just practice more..."
For four or five days in a row, Fang Xing has been practicing this skill of catching dragons and controlling cranes. Of course, he only practiced at night.
After all, the origin of this formula is not well known, and he still dare not reveal it openly in front of others. Although there has been no news from Xuanzhao after blaming Liu Feng, Fang Xing is not sure, does Xuanzhao doubt himself? , so he usually keeps a low profile, hiding in the cabin all day to practice, hardly even stepping out of the door, and even drinking less often with the fat Taoist.
In the eyes of others, they all think that Fang Xing has completed a Taoist talisman and made a fortune, and is using this windfall to redouble his efforts in cultivation. In private, some admire him, some lament him, and praise his dog repeatedly The lucky ones also have...
In any case, Fang Xing has now quietly become a minor celebrity in the outer sect.
After all, among the outer disciples of this year, the first person to complete the Fu Chao, this name still has some value.
Of course, there were also people who secretly scolded him for being stupid, for the Shi Jing San, which he had so hard to get, was just given away to others for nothing.
You must know that this is a rare item. Although its value is not high, it is better than the word rarity. If it is sold in a ghost market, at least two hundred spirit stones are possible, and this is only the current price. As time goes by, more and more people in the outer sect have reached the peak of the third level of agility, and more and more people need stone essence powder, and the price will be increased.
Of course, some people think that Fang Xing is actually a smart person.
If he hadn't sold Shi Jing San to Senior Brother Xuanzhao, with his own ability, he would have been blackmailed countless times.
Not to mention Shi Jing San, the other things rewarded by the Taoist sect have probably been blackmailed long ago.
Now that he sent Shi Jing San, he was taken care of by Senior Brother Xuanzhao. No one in the outer sect dared to bully him, wouldn't it be the best result
Of course, the most depressing one is Senior Brother Xuanzhao. Almost everyone in the outer sect knew that Fang Xing had given him the stone essence powder, but he himself didn’t even touch a single hair of the stone essence powder...
However, he still had nothing to do with Fang Xing. After the news spread, everyone knew that Fang Xing gave him Shi Jing San. Even if he didn't want to take care of Fang Xing, he had to hold his nose and admit it, otherwise everyone would scold him. He is an ungrateful man.
"Baby, come on..."
In the cabin, Fang Xing stared closely at the wine jar on the square table two feet away, and performed the kung fu of catching dragons and controlling cranes.
The spiritual power circulated in the body, and a gravitational force suddenly emerged, rolled up the wine jar and flew towards Fang Xing.
He just saw that the wine jar was about to fly towards him, and in the middle of the flight, he suddenly exhausted and fell to the ground with a "pop".
"Hiss... this spell is really difficult..."
Fang Xing sucked in dissatisfaction. He had practiced for three days, but the success rate of this spell was still very low.
This made him a little frustrated, and he had the urge to chop his hands.
Since he was a child, he has been very smart. He learned those crooked ways in the den of bandits every time. He can be said to be a child prodigy, but he did not expect to learn the simplest spell in the Taoist school, but he failed repeatedly.
"Come again..."
Fang Xing moved another wine jar and placed it on the table.
He has no shortage of these things, Hei San brought over a hundred altars and stuffed them under the bed in order to flatter him.
Fang Xing originally said that he couldn't drink so much, but Hei San said, it's okay if he can't drink so much...
So Fang Xing really played with it by throwing it!