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The dazzling morning sun illuminates Qingmao Mountain.

In the school, the elder of the family was explaining the main points in detail: "Tomorrow, we will choose the second Gu worm for refining. Everyone has the successful experience of refining Gu worms, and this time it can be consolidated. For the choice of the second Gu worm, everyone should think carefully. Combined with the experience of these days' practice, as well as the understanding of oneself, consider it comprehensively. Generally speaking, it is best to use it with Natal Gu. ”

The first Gu worm of the Gu Master, called the Natal Gu, once chosen, undoubtedly established the cornerstone of development. The second Gu worm, the third Gu worm, and so on all determined the specific direction of the Gu Master's cultivation on this cornerstone.

Listening to the words of the elder of the school, the teenagers couldn't help but ponder. Only Fang Yuan was lying on the table and falling asleep.

He worked hard in the middle of the night yesterday, and after returning to the dormitory, he still practiced Gu Master cultivation to warm up the void. It was just after dawn that I began to fall asleep.

The elder of the academy glanced at Fang Yuan, frowning slightly, but didn't say anything.

Ever since the patriarch Gu Yuebo said those words to him, he had adopted an attitude of letting Fang Yuan go and letting it go.

"What Gu worm should I choose?" Many students couldn't help but look at Fang Yuan as they thought about it.

"Speaking of which, Fang Yuan already had a second Gu worm. ”

"Yes, that's a wine worm, it's a good luck that calcite can get rid of wine worms!"

"If I had a wine bug, I would be the first to be promoted to the middle rank, right?"

The thoughts in the hearts of the students came and went, and there were those who were envious and even more envious.

Since that day, after the interrogation of Tong Guò, Fang Yuan's wine worm has also been exposed. The origin of the wine bug did not arouse suspicion. While the clansmen were relieved, they were also very emotional about Fang Yuan's luck.

"Why don't I have such good luck, alas!" Guyue Akagi, who was actually a third-class qualification, sighed in his heart.

A long time ago, his grandfather asked people to buy wine worms for him. Unexpectedly, as the heir of a branch lineage, he didn't get it, but Gu Yue Fang Yuan got it first.

Compared with Akagi's lamentation and jealousy, Fangzheng, who is also the deputy team leader, is in good spirits.

"Brother, I will definitely surpass you. He glanced at Fang Yuan, said a word in his heart, and then withdrew his gaze.

His eyes are shining these days and he is full of a surging passion for life. His cheeks were rosy, his forehead was shiny, and even his walking stride was brisk.

The elder of the academy saw these in his eyes, and immediately understood that this was the ancient moon patriarch who had begun to teach Fang Zheng secretly.

Of course, this kind of small stove thing can't be said explicitly.

The elders of the school turned a blind eye to this.

It's night again.

Fang Yuan squeezed into the secret cave of the stone crevice again.

Jingle Bell ......

In his hands, a hare struggled violently, and a bell was tied around the hare's neck.

This was the hare that Fang Yuan had caught on the mountain, and the bell was naturally tied to him as well.

After a day, the stuffiness in the secret cave has completely dissipated, and the air is fresh.

The entrance to the tunnel was open, and there was silence inside. Fang Yuan half-squatted on the ground and first carefully inspected the ground. He had sprinkled stone dust on both sides of the ground last night, and this thin layer of stone dust was not eye-catching.

"The stone dust at the entrance of the corridor remains in its original state, and it seems that during the time I left, nothing unclean climbed out of the corridor. There is a footprint at the entrance to the stone crevice of the secret cave, but I just stepped on it. It can be seen that no outsiders have ever been here. Fang Yuan observed it for a moment and put his mind at ease.

He stood up, stretched out his hand, and tore off the dead vines from the wall.

Then he sat down on the ground, pressed the hare with the crook of his legs, and rubbed the vines with his free palms.

This kind of work is not a normal Gu master, but Fang Yuan has too much rich life experience, and there were several times in his previous life when he was poor, he couldn't even feed the Gu worms, and he starved to death.

For a while, he had no true yuan, no Gu worms, and like a mortal, it was difficult for him to live. In desperation, he learned to rub straw ropes, weave straw shoes, straw hats, etc., and sell them in exchange for some yuan stone crumbs to barely make ends meet.

At this time, rubbing the grass rope, the memory in Fang Yuan's heart resurfaced.

The bitterness and suffering at that time turned into a silent smile on the corner of his mouth at this moment. The hare struggled from time to time with its legs bent, and the bells tinkled.

A pair of two good lingering for a long time, thousands of turns and thousands of times.

Thinly, slowly, over the years, the years come together, there are twists and turns, there are rubbing, there are entanglements.

Isn't rubbing the straw rope just experiencing life?

In the secret cave, the red light was dim, and youth and vicissitudes were intertwined on Fang Yuan's face.

Time also seems to stop here, quietly admiring the teenager rubbing the straw rope.

Jingle Bell ......

Half an hour later, the hare quickly scurried into the corridor, the bell on its neck jingled, and a few breaths came out of Fang Yuan's field of vision.

The improvised straw rope in Fang Yuan's hand was tied to the hare's hind legs at one end, and at this moment, it was dragged by the hare, and it swam out rapidly.

After a while, the straw rope stopped swimming.

But this does not mean that the hare has reached the end of the road, that it may be killed by a trap, that it may just stop halfway.

Fang Yuan began to retract the rope, the rope gradually tightened, and he pulled hard.

At the end of the straw rope, there was an immediate force. Then the rope continued to swim outward.

Apparently the hare over there, suddenly dragged by the force, and in a panic, began to rush inside.

After repeating this repeatedly, the hare seemed to have finally reached the end of the road, and no matter how much Fang Yuan pulled the straw rope, the straw rope was only loose and tight, tight and loose.

Maybe the hare scurried to the end of the road, or maybe the hare fell into some trap and was trapped.

It's easy to verify the answer.

Fang Yuan began to retract the rope, where could the hare of his strength resist, and finally he used the straw rope to pull the hare out hard.

The hare kept struggling at the end of the straw rope, but the straw rope was made from the Wine Bag Flower Gu and the Rice Bag Grass Gu, although it had died for many years, it was still tough, not comparable to ordinary straw.

The hare fell into Fang Yuan's hands alive again, Fang Yuan carefully examined the hare, and saw that there were no wounds on its body, so he let out a breath of turbidity.

"For now, it seems that this section of the road should be safe. ”

After getting this result, the hare lost its effect, Fang Yuan pinched it to death, and threw the corpse on the ground.

The hare can't be released, the animal has a memory, and if it comes back here again, like a wine bug, it attracts outsiders, and it will be bad.

He took a deep breath, and after some temptation, he cautiously stepped into the corridor.

Despite the presence of hares, there are many traps that are specifically aimed at humans. The hare, a small animal, can't be triggered. Therefore, Fang Yuan had to guard against it.

The corridor is in a straight line, extending diagonally towards the ground. And the further down you go, the wider the corridor becomes.

Fang Yuan had just entered the corridor, he had to bend down and bow his head, and after walking more than fifty steps, he could hold his head high. After walking another hundred steps or so, you can throw off your arms and wave from side to side.

The Yongdao was actually not very long, only about three hundred meters, but it took Fang Yuan a full hour to reach the end of the Yongdao.

Along the way, he was cautious and took one step at a time. By the time he reached the end, he was sweating profusely.

"Gu worms that don't have a tool to detect are trouble. Fang Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and after confirming that it was safe, he made up his mind and carefully looked at the end of the road.

This observation froze.

At the end of the road, there is a huge stone. The surface of the stone was smooth, protruding in the direction of Fang Yuan, like Jia Fu's round belly.

It was this boulder that blocked Fang Yuan's continued progress.

Aside from this boulder, there was nothing around Fang Yuan.

"Could it be that because of an accident, the middle section of the Yongdao collapsed, leading to a blockage?" Fang Yuan's eyes froze, this is a very possible thing.

Before he died, the Flower Wine Walker was eager to create this power inheritance. He used thousands of miles of tarantulas to hastily make a mountain road. The tunnel leads to the depths of the mountain, guiding the successor forward.

However, hundreds of years have passed, and this corridor has not been able to withstand the erosion of time, and at a certain moment, one of the corridors fell into disrepair and collapsed.

There are always accidents in life.

"If that is the case, am I not going to stop there?" he stepped forward and touched the stone, which was as large as the door when it was standing in his way. You can imagine the thickness of its entire shape.

Fang Yuan could use the Moonlight Gu to grind off the stone wall, but to grind off such a boulder, it would take a year or two of hard work.

"It seems that you have to use tools, pickaxes and shovels, to break the boulders. It's just that in this way, it is inevitable that many traces will be exposed. Some of the sounds of banging will also be heard. Thinking of this, Fang Yuan frowned deeply. He's thinking about the risks and benefits.

If the risk is too great, he would rather give up this power inheritance.

After all, if someone else discovers the secret here, he has made some layout and hard work before, not to mention it, and his life may be in danger!

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