Chapter 3: Start Cultivating!
"Young man, you must persevere in your cultivation, otherwise, you may never become an immortal!"
Tai Bai Xing's face did not have the slightest expression of pit Fang Huohuo, but he vigorously instilled some information about the Heavenly Court and the Nether Realm into Fang Huohuo.
"In this era, the pollution is too serious, and the aura of the Nether Realm is becoming thinner and thinner, and it is difficult for anyone to cultivate to become an immortal, which is also the third reason why Heavenly Court sent me down."
"Help Heavenly Court Limited Liability Company provide fresh blood, and you happen to be the fresh blood I found, so you must work hard to cultivate!"
"You can't fall into the prestige of the Jiuyang Divine Vein!"
Tai Bai Xing looked at Fang Huohuo with an encouraging expression and said.
"Uh......"
No matter how he looked at it, Fang Huohuo felt that Tai Bai Xing's eyes contained a trace of conspiracy.
"I know it myself."
Fang Huohuo nodded in a dark color, and then continued: "I still have a question?" Hope you can help me out. ”
"What a question, but it doesn't hurt to ask, everyone is already an employee of a company, just let go and say it boldly."
Tai Bai Xing said a little casually.
"I just want to ask, you said that the 'Demon Suppression Seal' is so powerful, but if it is so powerful, why is it broken? What is the reason for its shattering? ”
Fang Huohuo asked with a frown.
"Uh...... That's a good question, but why? I'm wondering why? So I went to ask the Jade Emperor, and what the Jade Emperor said was that after a long time, the shelf life would expire, so the 'Demon Suppression Seal' was broken. ”
Tai Bai Xing said with an unusually calm expression.
"Oh, I see, the artifacts of the Heavenly Court all have an expiration date? This is the first time I've heard of this, and it's really a novelty! ”
Fang Huohuo touched his chin and said.
Tai Bai Xing's brows couldn't help but stir a few times, and black lines crossed his brows one after another.
In fact, Tai Bai Xing naturally knew why the "Demon Suppression Seal" was broken, and it was completely because the Jade Emperor, his old man and the Queen Mother, the two couples, accidentally broke the "Demon Suppression Seal" in order to have some fun.
No, in order to make up for his mistakes, he hurriedly came to find Fang Huohuo, the cleaner of the Heavenly Court.
However, he knew that he couldn't tell the truth, and God knew if he told the truth, the Jade Emperor would not kill him directly.
Thinking about it makes me feel oozing.
"Yes, it is naturally impossible for the things of Heavenly Court to be preserved for tens of thousands of years, so when the time comes, it still can't escape the erosion of time, and it will naturally be broken."
Tai Bai Xing said as a matter of course.
"Oooh......"
Fang Huohuo also nodded thoughtfully.
"Alright, boy, it's not too early, before I leave here, I'm going to give you one last thing, that's it, catch ......"
Tai Bai Xing said, throwing something out of the old TV, and Fang Huohuo subconsciously took it.
Suddenly, he took another breath of cold air, the injury was still there, and his body was still in unbearable pain.
"What is this?"
Fang Huohuo suppressed the pain in his body, and then played with what Tai Bai Xing threw over, it was a compass, but this compass was different.
It was round, but it had only one needle, and there was nothing on the compass, it was completely empty.
"What about this? It's called the Demon Finder.,It's an exploration artifact.,It can help you find the demons and monsters in the Nether.,As long as it moves.,That means there's a demon and a monster.。 ”
Tai Bai Xing briefly told Fang Huohuo about the role and use of the Demon Finder, and Fang Huohuo played with the torch for a while.
However, soon, Fang Huohuo lost interest in it, because Fang Huohuo found that no matter how Fang Huohuo played with it, it was useless.
It really seems that it only moves its body when demons and monsters appear.
"Okay, boy, the world is up to you, and you're up to save the world. See you next time! We'll watch you from above. ”
Tai Bai Xing smiled, and then waved his hand at Fang Huohuo, the old TV screen went black in an instant, and Tai Bai Xing left.
"Good walks all the way!"
Fang Huohuo said viciously in his heart.
Although he became the savior, Fang Huohuo was not the slightest bit happy, because when he thought of those vicious demons and monsters, Fang Huohuo couldn't help but feel a burst of chest blockage.
Fang Huohuo suddenly had the idea of running away.
"Forget it, forget it, since you have promised Heavenly Court, let's try to do our best, a god-like boy is not afraid of any difficulties, and rushes forward."
Fang Huohuo seemed to have a kind of blood and courage in his chest, he shouted loudly, and the young man's voice came far, far away.
"Start cultivating!"
Since Fang Huohuo has already decided, he naturally has to do his best, even if he is not the best, he is also the one who works hardest.
Fang Huohuo is an optimistic person, the departure of his parents and the darkness of society have not suppressed Fang Huohuo's pure heart in any way.
On the contrary, those obscure and dark things set him off more uprightly.
Fang Huohuo slowly gathered his mind, just now Tai Bai Xing gave Fang Huohuo a cultivation method – Jiuyang Classical, specifically targeting a Jiuyang Divine Vein like Fang Huohuo.
Soon, Fang Huohuo sorted out the clue from the huge amount of information, and the entire Jiuyang Classical was divided into the Qi Refining Period, the Liquid Transfer Period, the Crystallization Period, the Huadan Period, the Breaking Period, the Victory Sacrifice Period, and the Ascension Period.
Fang Huohuo studied it carefully, and then slowly cultivated according to its cultivation method, and soon, Fang Huohuo felt the existence of spiritual power.
The aura of the nether realm has become particularly thin, but Fang Huohuo's Jiuyang Divine Vein is an aggregate of innate spiritual power, so Fang Huohuo does not need the aura of the outside world.
You can directly refine the spiritual power in your body.
When Fang Huohuo felt his spiritual power, he understood what the Jiuyang Divine Vein was.
He also knew what his body was like, and all the spiritual power in his body was gathered together, blocked to death.
So, Fang Huohuo began to cultivate according to "Jiuyang Classical", and slowly, Fang Huohuo found the feeling of cultivation.
The clumps of spiritual power slowly separated out, little by little, and then gradually transformed into something like mist.
This mist-like thing was only as thin as a hair, and that thing belonged to Fang Huohuo's own spiritual power, and it was also a spiritual power that he could manipulate at will.
However, there seemed to be no way to manipulate it at will, because Fang Huohuo's body was full of blocked spiritual power groups.
Therefore, the small outrageous spiritual power that belonged to Fang Huohuo could only curl up in his feet, just constantly turning.
Nothing can be done!
Fang Huohuo was dumbfounded, what should I do? Do you have to turn all the spiritual power groups in your body into your own spiritual power?
Oh, my God? I wonder how long it will take? Fang Huohuo felt a little sad when he thought about it, did he have so much time to cultivate?
Maybe he was eaten by demons and monsters before he succeeded, and Fang Huohuo felt scared when he thought about it.
"Tai Bai Xing, this unreliable old horseman, the next time I see him, I must beat him."
Fang Huohuo thought fiercely.
However, the only good thing is that as long as the spiritual power in the feet is slightly abnormal, a trace of spiritual power will float out of those spiritual power groups to replenish it.
This is a good phenomenon, at least, this trace of spiritual power seems to be inexhaustible, as long as it is used up, it will be replenished by the spiritual power group in an instant, which is a good thing.
"Get up, get up and work, otherwise you won't have anything to eat today, hurry up, rely on ...... Are you looking for a fight? Isn't it underwhelming? ”
And at this moment, a burst of shouts suddenly appeared, and Fang Huohuo's body was cold and cold, almost scaring him to death.
However, then he knew whose voice it was, it was the voice of the middle-aged strong man next door to Fang Huohuo's house, but that person was now disabled, and his legs were a little unable to run.
Under his men, there were several scrawny children, whom he had picked up from somewhere, whose role was to beg in the streets and give the money to the middle-aged man.
They couldn't run, they didn't want to run, they couldn't run, these children were all picked up by the man, and if it wasn't for the man, they might have died.
So they can't run.
So, in the eyes of these children, that man is just a bit of a serious and stern father,
So they don't want to run.
They themselves are malnourished, and they simply have no strength to run,
So they can't run.
Fang Huohuo heard the voice of the middle-aged strong man almost every day, it was Fang Huohuo's alarm clock, as long as his voice appeared, Fang Huohuo knew that it was already dawn.