I don't know how long it took, the pain on his fingers finally disappeared, Fang Xiaozhou opened his eyes and took a look, and found that the sky was already dark, and the night had passed unconsciously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He stretched his waist, and there was an indescribable sweetness, and suddenly he felt a little slimy and panicked, and when he tore open his collar and looked at it, he found that there was a layer of gray oil stains on his skin, as if he had just rolled a few laps in the mud. At the same time, it was accompanied by a foul smell, which almost smoked Fang Xiaozhou to vomit.

Seeing that it was still too early at this time, there was no one by the lake, so he simply plunged into the lake and washed himself. In the days with his grandfather and grandson, he didn't learn anything else, but his water nature became good, and he was chasing those fish and playing in the water polluted by him.

I don't know when I'll see Yun'er again. Fang Xiaozhou thought a little lonely, he still liked that innocent little girl. After thinking about it, he put his thoughts behind him, people are definitely geniuses, and they are real geniuses, not geniuses like themselves who think they are geniuses but no one looks down on. He knew that, according to the words of an extremely unscrupulous teacher, it was an existence destined to become the pride of the sky in the future, so he should cultivate honestly.

However, according to Yun'er's temperament, he shouldn't forget himself, right? Fang Xiaozhou shook his head like a duck playing in the water, and saw Shang Tianhe's posture like a god as high as a god and a sea, and his cultivation became all he had, and one day he soared into the world, how refreshing would it be?

After a free breakfast, Fang Xiaozhou returned to the lake and began to meditate. According to the Chengtian Amaterasu Xingju, the stars are the great sun, so he wondered why the sunlight, which is essentially the same thing, can't it absorb the starlight, since it can absorb the starlight.

It turned out to be a daydream, Fang Xiaozhou basked in the sun all morning, until he was really tired, and then silently walked back to the room to meditate.

In the following month, Fang Xiaozhou's schedule became extremely regular. It was the height of summer, the weather was excellent, he meditated in the room during the day, condensed the starlight by the lake at night, and polluted the lake every day, fortunately, the lake was big enough not to be polluted by Fang Xiaozhou There were any obvious traces.

The days have become monotonous, and it seems that the whole world has forgotten that there is still a person like Fang Xiaozhou, who is practicing alone most of the time, and Shang Tianhe, who is said to be coming to test him, has never appeared. Fang Xiaozhou now goes to the library every three days to ask the only old man Li who still remembers him some problems encountered in his practice, obviously using the old man as a humanoid problem-solving machine, and by the way, he can still read some books, but he can't read the exercises, but he can read some idle books in the building.

This is also the boring but ambitious life of most of the monastery. Where does ambition lie? Cultivation is ambition, an ambition that vainly seeks immortals, what is an immortal? An immortal is also a person who is immortal, and a person who is in charge of heaven and earth.

Are there really immortals in the world?

Fang Xiaozhou didn't know, he just silently told himself that if he really existed, then he must become an immortal.

Probably everyone has thought that one day they will become immortals, but this ambition has slowly dropped to a level as the practice lasts, that is, to become stronger and enjoy more beautiful lives.

Whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, in fact, they are all greedy for red dust in their bones, but they are just wine-colored wealth and family happiness.

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Early that morning, Fang Xiaozhou woke up from meditation again. After more than a month of cultivation, the spiritual power in his Qi Sea is now as much as a bowl of water, and there are some places in the gray and white that seem to be black and not black, which is more bizarre, like... Void?

However, it is a pity that, as Li Lao said, the spiritual power of those without attribute spiritual roots is dissipating all the time, although it is not all dispersed, the ripples in the meridians will not be lost, but there is not much left in the sea of qi, and when Fang Xiaozhou is not practicing with exercise, the original bowl of spiritual power in the sea of qi can probably leave a small half bowl.

After washing it casually, now the lake water finally doesn't need to be polluted by him anymore, because there are no more impurities in the body in the past few days, Fang Xiaozhou's whole person looks radiant, his skin is crystal fair, and he has a bit of dusty handsome demeanor, if he is in the mortal world, he is afraid that he will fascinate many big girls and little daughters-in-law.

It's a pity that the monastery is different, and it's not as good as the strength of the high. For example, yesterday there were two male disciples in Bingshe who competed for the heart of a girl in the same class, and in the end, the swarthy strong man in the late stage of Qi training defeated the opponent and hugged the beauty.

There are often fighting methods between such students, but the fights between the first and second level disciples are not much different from mortal martial artists, it is nothing more than that the strength of the fists and feet is greater, and occasionally when you encounter a high talent, you can also see a low-level spell such as flashing one or two fireballs or water columns.

It was a third-level high-level disciple fighting method, and he went to watch one. According to the rules of the monastery, there is a small competition for senior students every other month, and the rewards are extremely rich. Fang Xiaozhou has seen it from a distance, the academy has a special martial arts arena for its use, it is called a style, the competition scene between students is also extremely exciting, the spiritual power is surging, the sky is full of spiritual weapons, the Tao is radiant in the vertical and horizontal, the end is to make Fang Xiaozhou extremely fascinated, I wish I could fly to the stage to show my might.

This strong desire became even more urgent after Wu Qiuming told him that high-level students all took spiritual meals and pills as beans.

"I don't know when I'll be able to learn some real skills, a child without a mother is like a grass..."Fang Xiaozhou muttered and opened the door, and suddenly found that there was something more on the bed.

A large, black-black millstone, a book still sticking to the dirt, and a fist-sized brocade bag.

Fang Xiaozhou exited the door and looked left and right, confirming that there was no one nearby, so he closed the door and began to take a look, the bag contained two small medicines, which were Qingxin Pills, second-order pills, which could nourish the physical body and increase the speed of absorbing spiritual energy. I looked at it and picked up the book.

"Jin Yuan sword body, earth system, Xuanjie upper grade Dao technique. The elements hidden in the golden stone are contained in the body, and the sword qi is attached to the surface of the body, and the defense is amazing. ”

"Why don't you call it Tuyuan Sword Body?" habitually complained, Fang Xiaozhou sat down, silently calculating in his heart, he could not guess that this thing was given by Shang Tianhe, and he finally did not forget his own registered disciple. Mom is finally... Oh no, Master finally appeared, but unfortunately I didn't see it.

Heaven and earth are mortal, and the mysteries are mortal... It's barely a good thing, the Dao Method, which is equivalent to the martial arts of the cultivation world, is divided into three types, the technique of manipulating the elements of heaven and earth, the Dao technique of using one's own spiritual power, and the Dao method of both. Of course, the Dao method is not so simple, but Fang Xiaozhou doesn't know the difference.

After flipping through the general content of this Jin Yuan sword body, Fang Xiaozhou already understood a little in his heart, feeling that although Shang Tianhe, the master, was a little irresponsible, his vision was really good, and it was not an exaggeration to say that this technique was tailor-made for himself.

Because there is a note pasted on the stone next to it, it reads: Xuanshi, the connotation of Yuan Magnetic, with the practice of Jin Yuan Sword Body, you can cultivate Yuan Magnetic Sword Body.

Fang Xiaozhou nodded ignorantly, Na Yuan was magnetic in his body, simulating sword qi, and the defense was amazing, naturally this sword qi could enhance the strength of the skin, so he directly touched his hand on the big stone, wanting to fulfill his dream of gravel.

The Xuanshi can be absorbed by him, but unfortunately this Xuanshi is too big, and the amount of Yuan Magnetism contained is amazing, he only grinds off a thin layer of stone powder at this time, and he has a strange feeling of fullness or applause, and quickly looks at the description of the Jin Yuan Sword Body, and finds that this is because the ore element can be accommodated in the body to a limited extent, and after absorbing it once, it must be refined with spiritual power to continue, so he put his mind at ease and silently operated the spiritual power, and the divine mind scanned in the body.

The starlight on his body was circulating, and there was a sense of mystery, but he didn't notice that a figure had disappeared from the window.