Fang Yi returned to his room and sat on the bed and muttered for a while.

He was thinking.

Although he had just come to this world, Fang was already sure that this was a world where the Dao was relatively low.

But no matter how low the Dao method of this world is, the other side has lost its original strength, and now this body is a complete waste of firewood.

The imperative, then, is to make yourself strong. At the very least, you must have a certain amount of self-preservation, otherwise how can you talk about returning to the mixed metaverse for revenge?

"Fix the soul!" Fang Yi exhaled lightly.

He took out the elixir he had just obtained from his cuffs, and looked at the porcelain vase, a faint smile appeared on Fang Yi's face.

"Most of the top elixirs in the Mixed Metaverse are from my own hands. Let me first see what kind of elixir this is and what kind of effect it has. Fang Yi whispered.

He opened the porcelain bottle and casually poured the potion into his mouth.

The next moment, Fang Yi couldn't help but frown fiercely.

"What kind of is this? This is what people drink?"

Bitter, spicy and with a strong sour taste!

Of course, as far as the medicine is concerned, it is not unacceptable to be bitter and spicy, the key is that the medicine is full of impurities, which is intolerable.

"It does have a little calming effect, but it's also very pitiful!" Fang Yi shook his head and casually threw the porcelain bottle aside.

He reached out again and gently grasped the Spiritual Void Mixed Jade on his chest.

The energy contained in the spirit void mixed jade spread throughout Fang Yi's body. Just between breaths, Fang also enters a state of concentration.

As the energy that poured out of the Spirit Void Jade into Fang Yi's body increased, in Fang Yi's Spirit Platform, the shadow of a villain gradually condensed, and it emitted a golden light.

The villain in the martial artist's spirit platform is called the Dao soul by the martial artist.

In other words, in just a moment, the Spirit Void Mixed Jade helped Fang Yi to set his Dao soul and step into the real martial arts world. And the original Fang Yi spent three years in Yuxiu Academy, but he couldn't figure out his Dao soul.

Fang Yi's Dao Soul golden light was very strong, and there was a thick feeling.

If Fang Muxi knew that her younger brother Fang Yi had succeeded in the Dao Soul, she would definitely be extremely happy, she had indeed never given up on Fang Yi, but her reason also knew that her younger brother Fang Yi might not be able to become a real martial artist in his life. However, it is only very joyful. If Fang Muxi could see Fang Yi's Dao Soul, then I am afraid that he would directly scream.

Martial artists must open the spiritual vein to determine the Dao soul, but there is a difference in the Dao soul of the martial artist, that is, the quality of the Dao soul is high and low. The higher the quality of the Dao Soul, the greater the potential of the corresponding martial arts. The vast majority of martial artists, their Dao souls, only have a faint layer of golden light radiating from them. Martial artists with greater potential will have a more obvious golden light emitted by their Dao souls.

The golden light emitted by a Dao Soul like Fang Yi was so dense that it even covered the Dao Soul itself, which was very, very terrifying, and it was simply unheard of.

After fixing the soul, you can also look inward.

"A spiritual vein?" Fang Yi looked inward and saw that only one spiritual vein in his body was white.

In every person's body, there are nine spiritual veins, even ordinary people, they also have nine spiritual veins in their bodies. The difference is whether or not these spiritual veins can be opened.

Stepping from an ordinary person to a martial artist is the process of opening the spiritual vein and fixing the soul.

The more spiritual veins are opened, the higher the cultivation talent of the martial artist, which is a very simple truth.

Fang Yi used the Spirit Vein Pill to open the Spirit Vein, and he barely opened one. Among the martial artists, there are indeed many martial artists who only open one spiritual vein, after all, most martial artists are extremely poor all their lives, and they can't go too far in the martial arts, and their qualifications are indeed limited.

Martial artists with higher talent can open two or even three spiritual veins. A martial artist who opens the three spiritual veins can be regarded as a genius in a small city like Qiushui City. As for the martial artist who opened the four spiritual veins, in Qiushui City, it was a genius that was rare to see in a hundred years.

At this time, the spiritual veins in Fang Yi's body were one white and eight black, and the white spiritual veins were in an open state.

"This martial arts qualification is too poor!" Fang Yi shook his head.

He controlled the energy contained in the Spirit Void Mixed Jade and poured it into a black spiritual vein.

It can be seen that under the nourishment of the spiritual void mixed jade energy, this black spiritual vein has undergone a transformation, and it has gradually changed from black to white. In about three breaths, this black spirit vein completely turned into a white spirit vein.

Fang Yi opened the second spirit vein and became a second spirit vein martial artist.

Generally speaking, after a martial artist has opened a spiritual vein, he does not have a second chance to open a spiritual vein.

In fact, once a person who is over the age of fourteen and fails to open the spiritual vein, then he will lose even one chance to open the spiritual vein.

Fang also continued to open the third spiritual vein in his body.

When the four spiritual veins in his body turned white, Fang also stopped, not that he didn't want to continue to open, but for the time being, he couldn't open more spiritual veins. It's not that the energy contained in the Spirit Void Mixed Jade is exhausted, it's that the power possessed by his body is too low, and he can't control the energy of the Spirit Void Mixed Jade to open the fifth spirit vein.

"When my realm is a little higher and my strength is a little stronger, I can continue to open the fifth spiritual vein. Fang Yi narrowed his eyes and nodded secretly.

"Now, I am a martial artist of the Four Spirit Veins Gathering Divine Realm. Fang Yi stood up: "Open the four spirit veins, the cultivation speed should be faster, right?"

Fang also immediately operated the mental method.

Originally, Fang Yi of this world, after opening the spiritual vein, Fang Muxi forced him to memorize a set of cultivation methods, but he never had the opportunity to operate this mental method, because he failed to fix the soul.

The current Fang Yi didn't know the content of the original Fang Yi's mental method, he chose a mental method called "Yiyang Sutra" from his own memory. In Fang Yi's opinion, this mental method is also relatively low-end, but there is no way, with his current realm ability, he can barely operate the low-end mental method of the "Yiyang Sutra".

As the "Yiyang Sutra" slowly operated, Fang Yi's physical body began to absorb the aura between heaven and earth. The aura of heaven and earth is transformed into vitality and stored in the body.

Fang Yi could directly feel that because of the increase in the vitality in his body, his physical strength was also rapidly increasing.

"At this rate of ascension, it only takes me four hours to break through to the Second Realm of Concentration of Spirits. ”

"If you can use some resources such as pills to assist in cultivation, then the speed can be even faster. Fang Yi changed his mind.

Time passes imperceptibly.

Fang Yi's door was pushed open, and Fang Muxi's pretty figure walked in.

Hearing the sound, Fang Yi opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Fang Muxi frowned and looked at Fang Yi sitting cross-legged on the bed, and subconsciously asked.

"Of course it's cultivation, otherwise what else can you do?" Fang Yi glanced at Fang Muxi and responded.

Cultivation? His own brother would actually take the initiative to cultivate?

Fang Muxi glanced at the porcelain vase that had been opened not far from Fang Yi's side, her brows couldn't help frowning a little tighter, she wanted to get angry. How precious is the elixir of cultivating gods? Fang Yi, this bastard boy, used it up as soon as he got it?