Powerful and easy to do.

On the same night, Fang Mingwei lived in a luxury villa, looking at this luxurious but not vulgar villa, Fang Mingwei was quite grateful to Hua Mingtang, but also deeply felt the importance of power.

If he was just a small person in the Earth Alliance at this moment, then he wouldn't want to get involved in a mansion of this level at all. Even if he had money, he wouldn't be able to sell his villa to a citizen of a second-tier civilized country.

But now it was different, with the title of first-class earl, he only needed half a day to find this villa that he liked very much, and only spent a tenth of the cost of this villa to classify it as a name.

Afterwards, Fang Mingwei once asked Hua Mingtang whose property this villa was.

Hua Mingtang's answer made him suddenly realize that this villa was the largest merchant in the city of soldiers, and it was only completed half a year ago. Whether it is in terms of luxury or entertainment, it is second to none on the planet of Misland.

But it's a pity that since the villa was built, the big merchant hasn't lived in it even once, so he let Hua Mingtang requisition.

What made Fang Mingwei even more emotional was that as soon as he heard that it was a residence prepared for Lord Earl Fang, the merchant was not displeased at all, but took the initiative to cooperate, so he was able to complete all the formalities in half a day.

Although Fang Mingwei didn't know the relationship between this merchant and Hua Mingtang, all this had nothing to do with him, since he was begging for food on the planet Misland, Hua Mingtang would naturally give him enough benefits in other aspects.

Sisters Pu Ling and Pu Qiao are not only well-behaved, but also smart, as soon as they saw this villa, they understood what Fang Mingwei meant. However, the two of them did not object, nor did they plead.

After all, compared to the dozens of other female surnames, their experience is already much better.

For those women who had a mission of espionage, after Fang Mingwei made sure that they had no flesh and blood of their own, he gave each of them a sum of money, returned the so-called slave certificates, and then sent them back to board the battleship back to the capital star.

As for what will happen to them after they go back, it is not something that Fang Mingwei can consider. However, according to Fang Mingwei's experience, it is not easy to cultivate such a beautiful spy, so they will not be wiped out because of this.

That night, Fang Mingwei hugged the two little women who fell asleep after a while, and he was quite reluctant in his heart.

Since losing the red cloud in his mind, Fang Mingwei's interest in this aspect is not very high. It's not that he doesn't like this kind of sport, but he has a sense of being more than capable of doing so, so he sent away a large number of beauties in a hurry.

It's just that knowing that tomorrow will be a temporary separation, Pu Ling and Pu Qiao looked very tired at night, and they almost completely squeezed Fang Mingwei dry before he fell asleep tiredly.

Sighing deeply, thinking that he would meet with Chrissy and the others tomorrow, Fang Mingwei actually felt a little empty-hearted.

He deftly freed himself from the pink arms and legs that wrapped around him like an octopus, hurriedly washed them, and began his routine workout.

After seeing the vastness of the universe and knowing the gap between the Earth Alliance and high-level civilized countries, Fang Mingwei never gave up self-training, even if he was trapped in the gentle township, he insisted on his efforts.

Although he also understands that he alone cannot make too much contribution to the progress of a civilization, he still wants to fight for more power for his motherland as much as he can.

However, the more he demanded, the heavier the burden on himself, if his progress could not satisfy the many forces of the Newman Empire, then Fang Mingwei was not sure if these people would be annoyed and angry, but it would be detrimental to the Earth Alliance.

Therefore, although he looks very relaxed on the surface, he has been tightly tense inside, not letting go of any opportunity to improve his strength.

First of all, he played a set of military physical boxing in the practice room, and this set of the most ordinary boxing methods has played the essence in his hands, every move, every punch and palm, all of which are full of sharp and deep killing intentions.

Being able to practice a set of boxing techniques to such a state, no matter what kind of boxing it is, is enough to dominate for a while.

However, this is also because Fang Mingwei's internal strength has increased greatly recently, and his physical ability has reached the peak of level ten. If it had been before, he would never have been able to play such a powerful momentum.

An hour later, the boxing workout was over. Fang Mingwei slowly put on the little crown and sat down calmly.

The exercise of spiritual power was extremely difficult, although Fang Mingwei had the most quintessential spiritual power pillar in his mind, it was not easy to completely transform them into his own spiritual power.

Therefore, it is still essential to radiate spiritual power every day and exercise the unity of nature and man in your favorite way.

During a certain mental exercise, Fang Mingwei found that the effect after wearing the little crown far exceeded the limit of ordinary exercise. So from then on, every time he exercised his mental strength, he would wear this strangely shaped little crown on his head.

This time was no exception, the spiritual power slowly emanated from the small crown, blending in with the surrounding environment, carefully comprehending the vigorous momentum between heaven and earth.

If you were ordinary people, they really couldn't feel that it was useless. But Fang Mingwei knew that this was indeed useful.

Every time he wakes up from the realm of the unity of heaven and man, the white pillar of light in his mind will sprinkle some white points of light and transform into his spiritual power.

It can also be said that his spiritual strength has progressed every time. It's just that, compared to his original level, the degree of progress each time seems insignificant.

But once this insignificant power is accumulated to a certain extent, it can make Fang Mingwei's spiritual strength leap forward.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Mingwei slowly withdrew his scattered spiritual power, and the white pillar of light in his mind also emitted some points of light, integrating into his power.

Curled his lips slightly, Fang Mingwei thought proudly, if he continued at this pace, within ten years, he would be able to reach the level of a fifteenth-level quasi-master.

Once the spiritual power exceeds the tenth level, then each level of improvement will take a long time. In the eyes of most spiritual cultivators, even eleven to twelve is not enough, let alone fifteen.

If Fang Mingwei honestly told the imperial authorities about his inference, I really don't know if those people would believe it.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's heart moved, and he sat down again with the body that he wanted to stand up.

He put on the small crown again, but this time he didn't radiate his spiritual power around, but purposefully probed towards a large hospital behind the city.

Fang Mingwei is no stranger to the big cross in the hospital, and when he first used the small crown, it was here that he found a brain-dead man with a spiritual power of up to fifteen.

If it weren't for absorbing the remaining spiritual power of that brain-dead man, those pure pillars of light in Fang Mingwei's mind would have been exhausted long ago.

This time, Fang Mingwei's purpose here was to see if the old man who had absorbed his spiritual power was still alive.

Slowly, the spiritual consciousness came to the old man's room.

I have to say that the little crown is indeed a magnificent treasure, once this thing is used, not only the extension range of spiritual power has been incredibly improved, but even the breath of spiritual power has been well covered.

Just like at this moment, he could clearly sense that there were hundreds of extremely powerful powerhouse breaths in the military city, if he didn't sense it wrong, these people should all be masters who had reached about level fifteen.

Under normal circumstances, Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness extension would not have been able to hide from them at all, but under the cover of the power of the little crown, as long as Fang Mingwei did not take the initiative to provoke them, these people would not be able to discover Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness at all.

Successfully avoiding those powerful masters, Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness came to the familiar small room.

As soon as he entered the small room, Fang Mingwei was stunned.

On the snow-white sheet, there was still an old man lying on it, but there was a faint momentum on this old man's body, which made people dare not approach.

Fang Mingwei was surprised, he remembered very clearly, he had obviously absorbed the other party's spiritual power cleanly, and there was no residue left. How is it possible to recover again?

After watching it carefully, Fang Mingwei finally realized that the old man on the hospital bed had been replaced.

I let out a long sigh, I really scared myself, I almost scared people to death.

The spiritual consciousness turned around the old man's body, and Fang Mingwei's face suddenly became solemn. This is not an ordinary old man, but a master with great spiritual strength.

If Fang Mingwei didn't make a mistake in induction, then this person should also have the power of the fifteenth level spiritual system. It's just that, for some reason, he also fell into a coma.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Mingwei took out a trace of spiritual power and penetrated into the old man's mind.

Suddenly, he discovered an interesting phenomenon, it turned out that the situation in the old man's mind was just as chaotic, compared to the original old man, it was simply out of a mold.

(To be continued)