Yun Ling met Fang Xing's request. Fang Xing said that she didn't want to have too much to do with her, so she really didn't even leave her name.

After all, everything that happened that day was also a piece of black history that Yun Ling absolutely did not want to expose. Even if she was willing to say her name and origin, Fang Xing might not dare to listen.

The two agreed to let go of this fate of wetting each other and foaming each other, and forgot about each other in the rivers and lakes from now on.

And after receiving the assurance that Yun Ling would definitely not come back to him again, Fang Xing also returned to his peaceful life with peace of mind.

Everything that happened on the Ice Thunder Cliff was like a dream that had woken up.

Ten days later. Beiyuan County, Fang Family, Council Hall.

"All of you here are the elite disciples of the Fang family, the deacons of the outer hall, and the elders of the inner hall, and you must be very clear why we are gathered here today:"

"At the end of the month, there is the triennial trial of ascending to immortals. The immortals of the Hanging Sword Pavilion will not give up, and this year's immortal ascension trial in Beiyuan County will continue to be undertaken by our family as the host. ”

"This is the trust of the Hanging Sword Pavilion in our family, and we naturally have to do our best to organize this grand event. Of course, this is indispensable for the collective wisdom and sincere cooperation of everyone here. ”

"So, let me start with a few brief words..."

The patriarch of the Fang family on the main seat, Fang Buqun, was talking at length about his work arrangements for this Immortal Ascension Conference.

All the disciples, deacons, and elders in the audience listened attentively to the patriarch's teachings.

Fang Xing sat in the outermost position under the hall, eating and eating in front of him on the table of melons and fruits, snacks, wine and delicacies.

He knew very well what the topic of this family meeting was - the Immortal Ascension Trial, which was the otherworldly version of the college entrance examination.

Yes, cultivating immortals also has to be examined.

The country where Fang Xing is now located is called the Hanging Sword Country. The name of this Hanging Sword Country sounds strange, because the name of this country comes from the super sect that rules this land, the Hanging Sword Pavilion.

There was the Hanging Sword Pavilion first, and then there was the Hanging Sword Country.

The Hanging Sword Pavilion is the owner of the land, but not the actual ruler.

Because the low-level elixirs and minerals produced by mortals, all the fruits of their labor that they could create, were of little use to the foundation-building, especially the high-level monks above the foundation.

Directly ruling mortals will not bring benefits to the Hanging Sword Pavilion, but will increase the cost of ruling them unnecessarily.

Therefore, the Hanging Sword Pavilion stood high on this land, and all the troubles of ruling mortals were thrown into low-level immortal cultivation families like the Fang family, whose family members were mainly mortals and qi refining cultivators, and were rooted in the world.

The Hanging Sword Immortals did not want to rule over mortals, but they established a mortal kingdom in this form.

This is because there is only one thing that can be provided to the Hanging Sword Sect in the world, and that is to maintain the behemoth of the Hanging Sword Pavilion, the cornerstone of its long-lasting prosperity for nearly 10,000 years-

Talents, countless geniuses born from hundreds of millions of mortals.

This huge Hanging Sword Country is the "outer gate" of the Hanging Sword Sect.

This triennial immortal ascension trial is the way for the Hanging Sword Pavilion to select immortal seedlings from the "outer gate" and replenish fresh blood for the sect.

For secular monks, the trial of ascension to immortality is the only chance in their lives that they may have to change their lives against the sky.

It is very important to every young monk, but not to the other person.

Because he has a plug-in.

"[Child of Destiny]: You have 100 points of good fortune, you are the child of destiny!"

"[Reincarnation of Immortals]: The power of the Ancient Immortals sleeps in your blood. When your physical age reaches 300, you will automatically gain all the memories and cultivation of your previous life. ”

"Note: You are still you after awakening, and you don't have to worry about being taken away."

"[Heroic]: In the first acquaintance stage, you gain an additional layer of favor for the intelligent life (regardless of race and gender) whose sexual orientation includes the biological male of the human race."

“......”

"You have successfully been idle for 1 hour and have gained 3 experience points. (Replacing high-level exercises can improve the experience of hanging up)"

"Current Level Lv5 (Qi Cultivation 5th Floor)"

"Existing experience 226220/12520, is it an upgrade?"

Fang Xing glanced at the system panel: "No." ”

Nearly four years ago, he was bored and played an online game of cultivating immortals, but he just finished pinching people, selected the initial entry attributes, clicked "game start", and inexplicably traveled here.

At first, he thought that he had become the protagonist of the novel, and he still wanted to take the bloody upgrade route of adventures and opportunities like those traditional players.

But later, Fang Xing suddenly realized that his [Immortal Reincarnation] entry buff, as well as the data-based level system, was the biggest opportunity in the world.

The cultivation bottleneck that others can't break through in a lifetime, he only needs to click "Upgrade" lightly to get over. He doesn't need to worship any famous sects, he doesn't need to fight for any natural treasures, as long as he hangs up, he will definitely be able to upgrade slowly.

If this is the case, then why does he risk his life every day to compete for any adventures and opportunities? Find a safe place to hang up and cultivate immortals, and wait for the [Immortal Reincarnation] entry buff to play an effect after 300 years, and inherit all the cultivation of that ancient immortal in one step... Isn't this safer and more comfortable than him killing all the way in the wind and blood?

And this kind of suitable retreat is not difficult to find, such as Beiyuan City: the Fang family has been firmly rooted here for thousands of years under the protection of the Hanging Sword Sect - this has strengthened Fang Xing's determination to hang up and cultivate immortals.

“...... Okay, that's all for today. The sword envoy will be in Kitahara in ten days, so please get ready. After Fang Xing drank all three pots of spirit wine, this lengthy family meeting finally came to an end.

"That master, I'll retire first." People got up one after another and bowed to Fang Buqun to say goodbye. Only Fang Xing sat there with a slightly drunk face, arching his hand casually.

This made the eyes of everyone present involuntarily cast on this strange person who was too free and uninhibited.

"Who is this guy? Just now when the head of the family spoke, he had been eating and drinking below..."Many of the people present were deacons from the outer hall who had been stationed in other places all the year round, and many of them had never seen Fang Xing with their own eyes.

And as soon as this question was asked, some good people couldn't help but laugh and answer: "Haha." You don't know? He's that Fang Xing! ”

"Fang Xing?" The name used to be legendary.

The questioner asked in disbelief: "That peerless genius who almost died of a critical illness four years ago, and lost his memory after recovery, and then went from a mortal to the fifth layer of Qi cultivation in less than a year, and later slashed thirteen cultivators of the Black Stone Gang with one person and one sword, and was famous in the counties of Youzhou in the north?" ”

Fang Xing's name was so thunderous in the past, I see it today...

"Haha, when is that the old yellow calendar?" The laughter in the crowd was even louder: "Haven't you heard? Fang Xing was retaliated by the Black Stone Gang masters three years ago, and under his serious injury, he not only missed the last Immortal Ascension Trial, but also because of this, his dantian was damaged and he could not continue to cultivate, and his cultivation realm stayed at the fifth layer of Qi cultivation forever. ”

"Of course I do. It's just that I didn't expect that guy to look so depressed now. ”

"Heh, what is this... Do you know what he's doing now? ”

"Do what?"

"A wasted person who can't cultivate, of course, can't continue to stay in the inner door of the Fang family. Therefore, later the patriarch saw him as pitiful, so he made him a general deacon of the outer hall, specializing in the family's pig slaughtering business. ”

"What? In other words, he is now a pig killer? ”

"Hahahaha... That's right, he's a pig killer now! ”

A snickerer rang out in the chamber. People were not in a hurry to leave, they all happily talked about Fang Xing's jokes.

No way. Back then, Fang Xing's edge was too exposed, and he was often uneven, but he offended many people inside and outside the family.

On weekdays, everyone has their own affairs, and they often run around in other places, and it is rare to see Fang Xing who lives in hibernation. This time they met him again at the family meeting, and of course they would not let go of the opportunity to laugh at the enemy.

"Deacon Fang Xing." It wasn't enough to just talk about it in person, and some people threw their hands at him in a matter-of-fact manner: "I heard that your pork business is doing very well now." It just so happens that my wife's family has opened a few new restaurants, and I don't know if you can take care of it? ”

"Of course, those pigs must be killed by your own hands in order to be worthy of the grade of my restaurant. Deacon Fang made a beautiful swordsmanship back then, and he must be able to make a good sword now! Hahaha..."

The crowd erupted in laughter.

"Really?" Fang Xing's eyes lit up, and he warmly shook the other party's hand: "Brother, how many pigs do you want to order in your restaurant?" ”

"Is 10 a day enough? If appropriate, let's first sign a long-term supply agreement verbally! ”

Troublemaker: "Huh? ”

"We're all relatives, I'll give you a nine-percent discount. These pigs are guaranteed to be killed by my own hands, and they will definitely meet your requirements. ”

"What? You—Did you really kill the pig with your own hands? ”

"Of course. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to the slaughterhouse to watch, and I'll keep the pigs and kill them for you." How about it, you just say if you want it or not! ”

"Uh... Oh. "For a small amount of money, you can make the once rebellious old enemy kill the pig for himself. It's worth the money.

Seeing that Fang Xing's attitude was extremely enthusiastic and sincere, the other party was confused, and he really negotiated this business with him.

"This—" Everyone was stunned.

What's going on with this guy? Everyone humiliated him so much, he really talked about business nonchalantly?

"You don't know." Only a few people who know about Fang Xing's recent situation know: "After being cut off from the path of cultivation, this guy is a little... It's not normal. ”

Not only was he busy running a business in the slaughterhouse he managed every day, but he was also running between butcher slaughters all day long, taking pleasure in killing pigs and slaughtering them. Almost all of the pigs that died in that slaughterhouse were killed by him alone. ”

These words caused the scene to fall silent for a while.

"Fang Xinghe... Lose your marbles? Everyone came to this conclusion in unison.

Looking at his daily words and deeds, he doesn't seem crazy, but his grotesque behavior almost looks like crazy.

At this time, look at the slightly drunk and uninhibited Fang Xing - the high-spirited young man and fairy boy in the past, but now he has become a half-crazy butcher.

Gradually, everyone only felt that the world was impermanent, and the fairy road was bumpy, and under the sigh and sigh, they couldn't even raise their interest to laugh at him.

People are stupid, and they still tease others?

Is it fun to tease a madman?

"Huh." Fang Xing smiled and said nothing when he saw this.

You're right.

But I now kill 300 pigs a day, which is almost 9,000 experience points per month, which is the result of one to several years of cultivation for a monk of the same level, which is enough for a level 0 player to directly rise to the fourth level of qi training. Although I am only 18 years old, my cultivation speed has surpassed that of the vast majority of people in the Hanging Sword Kingdom (including everyone here). This is the proud capital of killing pigs.