"Old man, is there anything else?" Fang Yi turned around and walked to the side of the thatched house and asked softly.

"What! I really need you to do something!" said the old man in the hut, accompanied by embarrassment.

"The old man said that it doesn't matter, Fang Yi can do it here, and he will never shirk it!" Fang Yi said to the old man in the thatched house.

"Do you have any paper on you!" said to Fang Yi while the old man was still squatting in the thatched house.

"Paper?" Fang Yi began to think about how to be resolute.

"Fang Yi didn't have any paper on him!But old man, you must have paper in the thatched hut!Fang Yi will help you get it!" Fang Yi said to the old man who was still squatting in the thatched house, and after speaking, Fang Yi ran towards the thatched hut to see if there was any paper available.

"Hey, hey, you wait!" the old man called Fang Yi in the thatched house, but Fang Yi had already run into the house and didn't hear the words behind him.

As soon as Fang Yi entered the thatched hut, he asked with a pungent smell of ink, thinking that the old man was usually a person who liked to dance and write ink.

In the grass house, I saw a pile of waste paper on the table, although there were a few new pieces of paper next to it, but Fang Yi felt a bit wasteful to use new paper, so he took the paper that seemed to be waste paper and ran towards the thatched house.

"Hmm, why does this paper still smell weird!Forget it!" Fang Yi muttered to himself as he took the pile of papers.

"Old man, the paper is here!" Fang Yi took the paper and handed it to the thatched house, pinching his nose at the same time, this fragrant smell is afraid that ordinary people can't enjoy it.

"Give it to me!" the old man hurriedly picked up the paper that Fang Yi handed in.

"Puff~Puff~" At the same time, there was a little peculiar sound in the hut.

The old man didn't look carefully at the paper that Fang Yi handed in because of the urgency of the situation, grabbed one and began to wipe it, and after wiping it a few times, the old man saw the paper in the pit and immediately burst into flames!

"Bad my book!" the old man felt a pang of heartache in the hut.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Fang Yi also heard the voice in the room outside, and asked with some confusion.

"You, you, you!" the old man lifted his pants, walked out of the hut, and pointed at Fang Yi and trembled.

"Old man, why are you shaking so much! Could it be that you are prostration?" Fang Yi said as he looked at the old man's trembling hands.

"You're going to lift me up to heaven!" The old man finally finished his words in one breath, and Fang Yi only understood a little after hearing it, it should be that Fang Yi was disgusted by the old man for not doing well.

"Old man, do you see anything you are not satisfied with?" Fang Yi said as he looked at the old man with an innocent face.

"So much new paper in the hut!, why did you bring my writings out!" said the old man with a rage.

At that time, the situation was urgent, Fang Yi saw that the pile of paper on the table of the grass house was too much like a wastepaper basket, and there was no way to take it directly and ran out, Fang Yi I didn't look at anything carefully.

"Old man! What kind of work! Fang Yi also has a little knowledge, you can stay and help!" Fang Yi recommended to the old man.

"Please dissipate the old man's anger!" Fang Yi said to the old man very politely.

"Ahem!ahem!It's not a big deal!" The old man blushed and rejected Fang Yi.

"Old man, Fang Yi can stay and help you, please give me some advice!" Fang Yi pleaded with the old man again and again.

"Ahem!ahem!No matter!, how could I help you if you ruined my writings!Besides, your qualifications are mediocre, I'm afraid of being laughed at if I accept you!" The old man said solemnly to Fang Yi.

"Old man! Fang Yi has nowhere else to go!No one will care about you at the outer gate of the Yue Sword Sect, you can only explore by yourself, no matter what, you can't improve anymore!" Fang Yi hurriedly knelt down and hugged the old man's thigh and cried.

"Get up, get up!" the old man kicked Fang Yi in disgust.

"Old man, old man, help, help, help!" Fang Yi stuck to his thighs and didn't dare to let go.

The old man tried his best to kick Fang Yi away, of course, he didn't use his real strength, if he used his real strength, the old man was afraid that he would die, and the strength was just right, but even so, Fang Yi still hugged his thighs shamelessly.

"Why don't you help him?" When the old man saw that he couldn't kick Fang Yi away, and his thighs were tightly hugged and he couldn't drain his luck, he began to loosen his mouth.

"Old man, old man!" Fang Yi saw that the old man began to loosen up a little, and immediately cried, after all, after this village, there would be no more such shop.

"Ahem!" the old man cleared his throat, straightened his waist, and looked down at Fang Yi, who was hugging his thighs tightly.

"Old man!" Fang Yi said to the old man with pleading.

"Ahem, I can help you, don't you want to enter the real realm?" the old man said to Fang Yi.

"Yes, yes!" Fang Yi hurriedly affirmed to the old man.

"If you want me to tell you the way to enter the True Realm, you must first enter the peak of the Mortal Realm!" the old man said a word, which made Fang Yi a little stunned.

"The peak of the mortal realm, isn't the late stage of the spirit soul the peak realm?" Fang Yi said with some surprise.

"Ahem! Ahem! The spirit has to go one level further in the later stage to be the peak!" said the old man, clearing his throat and brushing his beard.

"How is it possible!" Fang Yi was surprised when he heard it, this was different from what he said in the book!

"Ahem, what do you know!!" said the old man, continuing to stroke his beard.

"In ancient times, neither humans nor beasts had a mortal realm, they were born into the true realm, and they entered the gate of cultivation when they were born...... "The old man said to Fang Yi.

"In modern times, for some reason, the aura has become thinner, and I feel that the operation of heaven and earth has been hindered, and the spirituality of humans and beasts has begun to decrease.

Fang Yi showed an expression like this after hearing this.

"But what does this have to do with the peak of the mortal realm?" Fang Yi asked the old man after hearing this.

"This has a lot to do with it! Now people generally believe that the peak of the mortal realm is the late stage of the spirit soul, but there is still a half-realm between the essence of the mortal realm and the foundation of the true realm! This realm can be called the peak of the mortal realm, or it can be called the first glimpse of the true realm!" said the old man with his beard stroked.

"I understand! That is to say, the mortal realm needs to be consummated, and the true realm needs to lay a solid foundation to build a foundation, so there is a half-realm! But this realm is neither like the mortal realm, nor is it the true realm, right!" Fang Yi said as if he understood a little.

"Hmm!" the old man stroked his beard, as if he had heard a satisfactory answer, and returned.

"You already know that you should leave so quickly, and you will come back to me when you reach this half-realm!" the old man said to Fang Yi.

"Is this realm difficult?" Fang Yi asked first, lest he fail to reach it.

"If you have a will, you can do it!" If you work hard, you will definitely achieve it!" said the old man.

"Okay! Fang Yi understands! Thank you for the old man's advice!" Fang Yi immediately stood up and bowed to the old man after hearing this.

"Hmm!" The old man saw that Fang Yi let go of his thighs, and he didn't have time to let Fang Yi react, so he was immediately lucky!

"Old man, how will I see you in the future!" Fang Yi said to the old man from afar in the gust of wind.

"You will meet by fate!" The old man also said to Fang Yi from afar.

"Okay~" Fang Yi's figure disappeared in the sound of fading away.

"Whew~" The old man's parents breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally sent this kid away! What a fuss! I wanted to see this kid's gangqi, but this kid kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything! It seems that someone told him the secret of gangqi? The Xiuzhen world is eyeing the people who hold the gangqi, and I am afraid that something is going to happen, tell him that this half-realm will not let him build a foundation, and hope that he can lay a solid foundation in the future and not be killed by unscrupulous people!" The old man saw that Fang Yi was gone, stroked his beard, and whispered on the edge of the cliff.

"Chirp~" A bird in the air swept by, bringing a scene of idle clouds and wild cranes here, where it seems to be indisputable and pure.

"Gollum~Gollum~" The old man clutched his stomach with an embarrassed face.

"Oh, here we go again!" the old man ran to the hut again, this time again with a fragrant scent.

"Hmm!" crouched down, the old man looked at the place where the paper was stuffed.

"Poof!" the old man had already begun his work.

"Is there anyone, is there anyone!" the old man shouted, asking for help outside.

But this place is isolated from the world, Fang Yi has been driven out, how can anyone come here to help, there is a ghost-like howl coming from around the whole thatched hut!

"Huh~Huh~" A gust of wind blew, and Fang Yi was swept here by the wind.

"Touch!" The gust of wind ruthlessly threw Fang Yi to the ground.

"Oops! Oops!" Fang Yi clutched his ass in some pain, and stood up and let out a loud voice.

"Hmm, why is that road gone!" Fang Yi turned to look at the stairs that went up, only to find that the stairs had disappeared inexplicably, and all that was left was the human-tall weeds.

"Oops!" An axe suddenly fell from the top of Fang Yi's head, fortunately, Fang Yi had now smashed on his head in the late stage of the spirit and left a large bag.

"Isn't this my axe, it's good to be back! if you lose it, you won't have a weapon to take advantage of!" Fang Yi picked up the axe that had fallen on the ground and looked at it fixedly.

"What does the old man mean by the half-realm! When I was in the Fang Mansion, Steward Li didn't tell me in detail, and when I came to this Yue Sword Sect to see the right one, I was afraid that this realm would be difficult to understand for a while!" Fang Yi walked towards the Yue Sword Sect Sect, still thinking about what the old man said.

"I haven't been able to see Wang Wushu in the past few days! It is estimated that few people know about this half of the realm in the outer gate of the Yue Sword Sect, and now the late stage of the spirit that people know is the peak of the mortal realm, and then they can build a foundation, and now they are told that there is still a half realm! The road to cultivation is long!" Fang Yi walked into the sect and walked towards his residence, and at the same time sighed about his difficulties.

Look at the sky, it's already late, Fang Yi first went to see the cafeteria to have a full stomach, the dead branches and rotten leaves cut today made Fang Yi's body a little overdrawn, and after he was full, he walked to the residence, and at the same time thinking about what the old man said today, it seems that not only Fang Yi has developed the world!