The next day, Fang Yan woke up from his practice, and when he looked around, his brow furrowed tightly.

At this time, the vitality around was significantly thinner than the previous day.

"Is it really my problem?" Fang Yan frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly jumped down from the big tree, and ran away into the distance like a shadow, and soon disappeared into the mountain forest.

Two quarters of an hour later, his figure appeared on a silent mountain. And this mountain is the same mountain that he had practiced here for ten days before.

What reassured Fang Yan was that the vitality of this mountain at this time was no longer as thin as when he left, but had returned to its original rich appearance.

Fang Yan came to the big tree where he had practiced before, cautiously looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he jumped up a few times.

He had to determine if the sudden thinning of his vitality was really his problem.

Six days passed in a flash, and when Fang Yan woke up from his cultivation again, he quickly noticed the changes in the vitality around him. It's the same as last time, and the vitality around is obviously thinner, although there is only a slight change, but it can still be easily noticed.

Fang Yan suddenly became a little uneasy, and immediately stopped absorbing his vitality, and sat quietly on the tree with his eyes closed. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes again, and his mouth was bitter.

It was only half a day's work, and the vitality around him, which had become thinner, began to slowly rise again because he stopped absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

"It's really my problem." Fang Yan muttered with a wry smile, but his expression became serious.

Although he didn't know what caused the Yuan Qi of this space to become inexplicably thin, he could guess that the reason for this must be inseparable from his natal energy, that is, the spirit of the Yuan Qi.

In him, there was nothing else strange except for the spirit of vitality.

What he was worried about now was whether the changes in the vitality of this space would be discovered by the elders in the door, and if they were discovered by the elders, he didn't know what trouble it would cause, and if the elders in the door pursued it, he would not be able to explain it clearly.

"Why is the vitality thinning?" Fang Yan looked puzzled, and he didn't come up with a reason for thinking about it for a long time. In desperation, he had no choice but to let it go first.

However, before the vitality of this space was restored, he didn't dare to cultivate and absorb it anymore. Otherwise, if someone detects it, he really doesn't know what will happen. After all, it's rare for a sudden dilution of vitality to happen.

Although Fang Yan did not practice and absorb it again, he did not leave in a hurry, and still hid in the big tree and closed his eyes to recuperate. It wasn't until two days later, after feeling the vitality around him recover, that he nodded thoughtfully and absorbed it again. At the same time, he was also secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, the vitality around him could still be restored, otherwise, he really didn't know how to practice in the future.

Because of the experience of the previous two times, this time the dialect stopped after practicing on this mountain peak for five days, and quietly slipped down from the tree while the vitality around him had not changed, and continued to practice on another mountain. Then I practiced on another hill for four or five days and then returned to that hill again.

In this way, Fang Yan kept going back and forth between the two mountains, and because he stopped absorbing the vitality around him in time when it was about to change, there was no longer any thing in the mountain range where the vitality became thin. He was also unusually cautious when going back and forth between the two mountains, and no one found his whereabouts.

Before I knew it, more than two months passed quietly.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, an unexpected sound came from the quiet peak.

Fang Yan sat motionless on the big tree, his face full of shock, just now, he suddenly found that he actually had a faint sign of being promoted.

"This ...... How is this possible? Fang Yan muttered in disbelief, you know, he has only been cultivating for three months now, although in these three months, he has been frantically absorbing the vitality in the mountain range day and night, but it has only been three months to advance from the early stage of the Soul Condensing Realm to the middle stage, which is inevitably too fast.

Fang Yan carefully felt the state in his body again, and the result was still the same, his body was full of vitality, and it would only take four or five days at most, and he should be able to successfully advance to mid-stage strength.

"Really?" The corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were still full of disbelief. Soon, however, the look in his eyes was replaced by a wave of ecstasy.

Although he felt that it was a little unbelievable to advance so quickly, in any case, he was really about to be promoted to mid-term strength now.

"Could it be that the promotion so quickly has something to do with the sudden thinning of the previous vitality?" Fang Yan suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up suddenly, "Is it because the vitality became thin before because I absorbed the vitality too quickly?" ”

At this time, he finally understood the reason why his vitality had inexplicably thinned. If he hadn't guessed wrong, it should have been that the spirit of Yuan Qi in his body absorbed Yuan Qi at a speed far beyond that of others, otherwise, he would definitely not have had any signs of advancing to mid-stage strength so quickly.

Although he couldn't be sure now, he knew that he could advance so quickly, and it must be inseparable from the spirit of vitality in his body. After all, the Spirit of Vitality had already brought him too many surprises and surprises. Compared to its ability to instantly repair damaged veins, it is not surprising that it can absorb vitality faster.

"Spirits of Vitality?" The corners of Fang Yan's mouth curved a beautiful arc, and his eyes flashed with joy that could not be concealed. In my heart, I am becoming more and more curious about this spirit of vitality, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I must inquire about the news of the spirit of vitality.

After figuring this thing out, Fang Yan let out a long breath, looked around cautiously, and only after making sure that there was no one did he jump from the tree with a whoosh.

He had been practicing in this place for five days, and he had to change places. Otherwise, if he continued to cultivate, the vitality of this space would become thinner again, and he didn't want to destroy the vitality in this mountain range again, if the elders in the sect noticed it, it would definitely cause big trouble.

Jumping down from the tree, he didn't pause for a moment, and ran straight towards the mountains in the distance. However, he had only taken two steps before he stopped, squinting to the side.

"Hmph, you're alert, you found me so soon." However, behind a large tree in many places, a young man in gray walked out with a smile on his face.

"If it weren't for the fact that I happened to catch a trace of vitality fluctuation here just now, I really wouldn't have been able to discover your existence."

Fang Yan looked at him expressionlessly, smiling bitterly in his heart. It must have been that after finding out that he was going to be promoted, he lost his mind for a while and forgot to be vigilant, so he let this person come over.

"Hehe, looking at what you're wearing, you should be a dialect, right?" The gray-clothed young man asked with a smile after looking at the dialect.

Fang Yan's mouth was bitter, listening to the other party's tone, it was obvious that he was also looking for him.

"If you don't speak, you're acquiescing?" A look of joy flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed young man, "I heard that you got a lot of good things from Elder Taishang, hehe, I don't know if it's inconvenient for you to take a look?" ”

Although it was rumored in the mountain range that Fang Yan had received a lot of good things from the hands of the Supreme Elder, no one knew what he had gotten, and they didn't even know that Fang Yan had an intermediate spiritual weapon in his hand. Otherwise, if the news of Fang Yan's mid-level spiritual weapon in his hand spreads, I am afraid that there will be more than half of the people in the middle stage who are looking for him in the mountain range at this time, and the people in the late stage will definitely flock to him.

You must know that in the entire Qingyun Mountain Range, there are no more than one handful of low-level disciples with intermediate spiritual weapons.

Fang Yan glanced at him, a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth, reached out in his arms, and threw the short sword directly towards the other party.

Now that your whereabouts have been revealed, let's do it quickly. As long as he persists for another four or five days, he will be able to become a person of mid-term strength like the other party, and at that time, these people will no longer be able to help him.

"Spiritual weapons?" The gray-clothed young man looked at the short sword that was flying towards him, and a trace of greed appeared in his eyes. Then he sneered and said, "Tsk, kid, it seems that you really got a lot of good things from the Supreme Elder." However, do you think that if you have a spiritual weapon, you will be my opponent? Hehe, you're not the only one with a spiritual weapon. ”

After that, the gray-clothed young man also touched it in his arms, took out a miniature small arrow, and then lightly pointed into the air, and the small arrow flew up with a full light, blocking the short sword he attacked past.

Fang Yan was slightly startled when he saw this, but he calmed down, because the small arrow in mid-air was forced to retreat again and again under the fierce attack of the short sword, and he had almost no power to parry.

Obviously, the other party's spiritual weapon was just a low-level spiritual weapon. Moreover, his strength is obviously much lower than Zhang Yang's, otherwise, even if his spiritual weapon is a low-level spiritual weapon, it will not be so unbearable.

"Intermediate spirit weapon?" The gray-clothed young man also exclaimed in surprise at this time, and he didn't seem to expect that the spirit weapon of the dialect was actually an intermediate spirit weapon.

Fang Yan ignored the other party's exclamation, and with a slight shake of his feet, he wanted to attack the other party. But at this moment, a soft burning sensation suddenly came from his arms.

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, reached into his arms, and took out the hot thing. After taking it out, he couldn't help but be stunned again.

In his hand was the token that represented his identity.

At this time, the token was not only a little hot, but also emitted a faint white light around it.

"This ...... What's going on? Fang Yan looked at the token in his hand in a daze, a little unclear.

"Summoning? Calling you from within? At this time, the gray-clothed young man not far away shouted again after seeing the glowing token in his hand.