The mountain wind is gusting, the pine waves are stacked, and although the house is low and simple, it is really a good place to practice.

After taking the Qi Regulating Pill, Fang Chen only felt that his abdomen was on fire, and then a painful feeling began to spread from the dantian, it was a painful tearing sensation, as if the internal organs of the whole body were about to be torn apart. The pain beat him mercilessly like a tide of Lang, but Fang Chen just gritted his teeth, letting the cold sweat of Dou Da flow straight down, and his body still didn't move like an old monk in a steady state. Since childhood, the harsh environment has created his resolute character, and he will endure no matter how great the pain.

As he meditated for a long time, Fang Chen only felt that his head had gradually entered an ethereal state, and the pain in his body was no longer so intense. The originally chaotic aura in his body was slowly changing, and there was a trace of warm aura slowly repairing his injured internal organs.

That's all Fang Chen can do now, he heard Liu Tianyue say that even if he has the Qi Regulating Pill to raise, it will take ten days and half a month to repair the injured body, and then he can re-cultivate, now that the aura of chaos has not been opened, once he is in a hurry and cultivates rashly, he is afraid that it will bring more damage.

Such days were very boring, and after about seven or eight days, Fang Chen felt as if his body was different from before. Not only did there be no pain in the internal organs, but it seemed that the breath in the body was also much smoother. Fang Chen tried his luck, and the aura in his body didn't seem to be as sluggish as before. He followed the ** mantra given by Liu Ling'er before, and slowly guided the breath to slowly move around the body from the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the true qi was still a little astringent at the beginning, not as smooth as when he cultivated before, but after this accident, he was able to recover to this point, Fang Chen was already very satisfied, after all, he could start cultivating.

This place is quiet, and it is a good place to practice martial arts. Except for the time when the meal is held every day, Liu Ling'er and Xiang'er will come to visit them, which is almost inaccessible. This delivery of food was originally what Xiang'er did, but Liu Ling'er, the eldest lady in charge, had to follow Xiang'er, and as soon as she came, she was reluctant to leave, if it weren't for the fear of affecting Fang Chen's practice, she would really stay here for a long time. Xiang'er is a girl with a delicate mind, and often uses this to make fun of Liu Ling'er, but Fang Chen is so focused on cultivation that he hasn't paid attention to these details. But maybe it wasn't that Fang Chen didn't pay attention, but that he didn't dare to think about it at all. The identities of the two of them are too far away. One is the eldest lady of the dignified Jiulian Mountain, and the other is a lowly outer disciple. How could a story happen? Therefore, Fang Chen didn't want to think about these things except for practicing. Xing Xiong is Fang Chen's only relative in this world, and his death touched Fang Chen's greatness. Only by practicing martial arts can you protect yourself and your family, otherwise everything is empty talk. It is also because of this belief that Fang Chen is also very diligent in his practice. Others practice eight hours a day, he will practice eighteen hours a day. Coupled with the dark blue bead and Qi Regulating Pill he wore on his chest, Fang Chen's skill simply improved by leaps and bounds. From the restoration of the true yuan to the cultivation of qi, in less than a month, the strength has broken through one after another, and now the strength is already at the third level of the Xuantie Realm.

This was a very terrifying achievement, and none of the outer disciples who came in with him had broken through the first level of the Xuantie Realm so far. Even Bai Yingjie and Xiang Shaonan back then took more than two months to break through the first level. If people know about this situation, their eyeballs will fall out in fright.

On this day, Fang Chen was cultivating in the mountains as usual. Suddenly, a figure flew towards Fang Chen like a flying arrow. Fang Chen's body flashed, and the figure fluttered into the air. It was a masked man, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but Fang Chen could feel the murderous aura in his eyes.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Fang Chen glared at the other party angrily. The other party is not good, but he doesn't know who the other party is.

The man didn't answer, but there was a bright sword in his hand. The cold moonlight shone on the knife, which made the extremely sharp knife a little more chilly. The man stepped forward, his hand raised and fell, and he saw that the knife was about to sink into Fang Chen's body. Fang Chen flashed quickly, and then flashed to the side like a gust of wind.

"Fluttering like the wind? You're going to use the tricks of the Wind. This was clearly a surprise to the masked man.

"Are you an outer disciple of Jiulian Mountain?" Fang Chen asked tentatively. From the words just now, Fang Chen faintly judged the approximate identity of this person. Jiulian Mountain has been forbidden for several days, and it is not easy for outsiders to break through this spider-web-like blockade. And Fengxingjue is Liu Tianyue's most proud mastery, and only people who are above the lineage disciples can have the honor to learn this mastery. Those below the lineage disciples only have the share of greed, but they have no share of learning. Summing up the above two points, this person is either an inner disciple or an outer disciple. However, Fang Chen felt that this person's martial arts might not be much higher than his own, otherwise it would be difficult for him to dodge his thunderous blow, so he could roughly conclude that this person was an outer disciple.