Since Wan Yong left Qingshui Pavilion, Fang Shiyu has not been disturbed by anyone again, and he has not even received a reply to the matter of the last time he was making a fuss about offering treasures.

Fang Shiyu thought, "Maybe my direction flickered successfully!"

These days, he is extremely pious kowtow, he has reached the peak of the fifth level of the day after tomorrow, he is a little impatient to break through to the sixfold realm, these days because of debts, Fang Shiyu has not been able to use the "dream" practice.

In the words of Hun Qiu: "I don't take any credit here, when will you pay off your accounts, when will you be able to come in and practice." ”

Fang Shiyu knew that the so-called dream cultivation was actually to enter the wet Daluo Immortal Realm, which was ten days inside and one day outside the world, and the cultivation speed was fast, and the first time he fell into a dream was like this, but the second time it was a special opportunity that he opened, not to mention it.

Generally speaking, it usually takes 300 kowtow to sleep overnight, that is, six hours of time in the outside world, but there are 60 hours inside.

Now, in the Qingshui Pavilion, there are a total of sixty-eight maids, which means that he can be provided with sixty-eight points of wish power every day, plus his own kowtow day and night, he can meet three hundred points a day, but he needs to pay off the previous accounts.

Fang Shiyu spent four days, kowtowing so much that his knees were swollen, and then he had the opportunity to practice in his dreams.

Entering the Daluo Immortal Realm again, Fang Shiyu wanted to sit cross-legged, but the ground was full of water, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hun Qiu, bring me something to dry, the master will sit on it and cultivate. ”

At this time, the golden muddy ball appeared out of nowhere, and the sharp-eyed Fang Shiyu found that this guy seemed to be starting to grow hair.

He sneered, "It seems that I will have to call you hairballs in the future!"

The hairball said angrily: "I say it again, my name is Da Luo, not a muddy ball hairball! provoke me again, be careful that I kill you!"

"Okay big Luo Hun Qiu, don't talk about those to get me a platform, the master wants to cultivate, you don't want to waste my time. "Fang Shiyu looks like I'm very shrewd.

Hun Qiu thought for a while, and finally said, "It's not impossible to give you a platform, but you have to add money! Two hundred times." ”

"Nani, you black-hearted ball, I think you're a briquette, just add it!"

As soon as the words fell, the wish value in Fang Shiyu's mind became "11", and the big Luo Hun ball became bigger with a "bang", and finally fell on the ground and turned into a golden platform with a radius of three zhang.

"Damn, what are you doing here?"

Da Luo Hun Ball thief said awkwardly: "People also want to make extra money, and the willingness value to enter Da Luo Immortal Realm is not for me, you have two hundred shares, I can be regarded as earning it from a part-time job, which is in line with the rules." ”

"You give me back your strength, you black-hearted briquette!"

Fang Shiyu was furious, feeling that this guy could still take on private work, wouldn't that be it? In an instant, Fang Shiyu thought a lot.

"Boy, don't be cheap, how many people in the heavens and all worlds want to cultivate on me, then there is no such way. I just see that you are now cultivating to the bottom of the bottom to collect you two hundred, and when you find out the benefits in the future, you will naturally be obedient, and I am not afraid to tell you that I will also increase the price. ”

Fang Shiyu closed his eyes and was silent, he didn't want to have anything to do with this muddy ball, so he sat on the golden platform turned into a muddy ball, sitting cross-legged, palms facing the sky, and carrying qi and blood according to the records in the "Mighty Bull Demon Sutra".

"The so-called blood refining is to cleanse the blood and qi in the human body and discharge the acquired impurities, so as to achieve the point where the blood is pure and the qi and blood surge. There are usually three realms in blood refining, the blood of the inferior ones is like a stream, trickling down, the blood and qi of the medium ones are tumbling and the waves are endless, and the blood of the superior ones is like a rainbow, and the blood is surging in the sky. On top of this, there is also a peerless Tianjiao, condensing golden blood, dripping blood can pierce stones, can break mountains, and can kill people......"

I don't know why Fang Shiyu sat cross-legged, and such a voice suddenly appeared in his mind, these were all about the essence of his current realm cultivation.

The muddy ball urn under the seat said angrily: "Look, the benefits have been discovered, I said, these two hundred wishes are worth not losing, these are the martial arts essence of the masters of the past dynasties, boy, you are content!"

Fang Shiyu ignored this guy. The role of the Dao platform was obvious, he could help Fang Shiyu point out the direction and broaden his horizons, after some cultivation, the original cultivation of the fivefold peak of the day after tomorrow did not advance but retreated, and retreated to the early stage of the fivefold, but Fang Shiyu felt that he was even stronger, and the blood and qi in his body were like a stream, endless.

He felt that at this moment, he could kill an elephant with one punch, even if he faced hundreds of colleagues in his previous life, he could fall to the ground with his bare hands, so he was the real king of mercenaries.

Fang Shiyu shook his head and continued to consolidate his cultivation, and after a night passed, Fang Shiyu saw that he had returned to the middle stage of the fifth fold, and the results of his blood cultivation were also approaching the level of blood and qi. Coming out of the Daluo Fairyland, Fang Shiyu pushed open the door At this time, the sun was already like fire, and the maids and attendants were already used to it. This young master likes to sleep lazily, and this matter is not only known to the people of Qingshui Pavilion, but even the entire Mu Feng has heard of it.

Fang Da Niu stood aside, with a gesture of his hand, the maids brought water to help the young master wash, Fang Shiyu opened his arms generously, and let these little girls help him play with it, not only did he not feel a trace of fatigue after practicing all night, but he was refreshed.

Fang Shiyu turned his head to look at Fang Da Niu: "Big Niu, after breakfast in a while, you and I will go to the backyard to practice." ”

"Young master, I'm afraid of hurting the young master. ”

"It's okay, young master, I have recently achieved great achievements, and by the way, I will guide you to practice. Fang Shiyu's right hand crossed Erya's head and patted Fang Daniu on the shoulder.

"The young master is talking nonsense again, I am the tenth day after tomorrow, and the young master is worthy of entering the path of martial arts, oh, young master, your cultivation..."

Touching Fang Shiyu's arm, Fang Da Niu clearly felt the power of qi and blood in Fang Shiyu's body. People who are not martial arts practitioners, or who are very familiar with martial arts cultivation, may not be able to see through his cultivation at a glance.

"It's five-fold, and it's not the first time to enter the five-fold! It's only been a long time, the young master is really a genius!" Fang Da Niu said excitedly in his heart. But the young master didn't let him say it, Fang Da Niu understood, this is the young master to prepare to continue the rhythm of the yin people.

Since the young master opened his mind, Fang Da Niu has learned a lot from Fang Shiyu, he is not stupid, he just looks stupid.

After eating the breakfast sent from the spiritual dining room, Fang Shiyu went to the backyard with Fang Da Niu shoulder to shoulder, he rejected all the maids and attendants, wanting to test his strength well.

In this life, Fang Shiyu didn't learn any martial arts methods, all the fighting techniques he used were the fighting skills he had trained from the battlefield in his previous life, of course, it was obvious that these skills were so mediocre in this life. After all, the previous life was the era of hot weapons, and in this life, the warriors took cold weapons and fists and kicks to the extreme.

There are also some martial arts methods in the "Mighty Bull Demon Sutra", but Fang Shiyu didn't have time to master it, after all, it is not a cultivation, and it can be infinitely improved through the Great Luo Immortal Realm.

"Oh, no, the time flow rate of ten to one, why am I so stupid, I can practice martial arts when I am asleep!"

Of course, Fang Shiyu wanted to think about it, his power was not easy to come by, and now the most important thing for him was to improve his cultivation. To hone his martial arts, it's a big deal to let Fang Da Niu beat him a few more times.

Under Fang Shiyu's repeated strong requests, Fang Da Niu let go of his fists and feet, and performed the Fang family's family martial arts to the fullest, even if Fang Da Niu suppressed the cultivation, Fang Shiyu only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back, he was beaten backwards, and occasionally he was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

Of course, Fang Shiyu didn't care about all this, the phrase "keep more sweat in peacetime and less blood in wartime" works wherever the world is. From morning to noon, Fang Shiyu was tortured by Fang Da Niu's blood until Fang Shiyu waved his hand and said, "Don't fight, I'll be here today, and I will continue tomorrow!"

Fang Daniu said with a smile: "Young Master, although your cultivation is only in the Fifth Realm, but your blood and qi are condensed, no less than the average Seventh or Eightfold Master, as long as the young master's martial arts are better, it is not a matter for the young master to leapfrog the challenge." ”

Fang Shiyu nodded, it seemed that last night's cultivation had not been in vain, he was going to find a time to teach this blood refining method to Fang Da Niu.

From the backyard to the front yard, the small stool guarding the door came to report, and the true disciples on the wooden peak came together, among which there were a few Fang Shiyu's brothers and Jin Lan who worshiped the son a few days ago, and Fang Shiyu asked the people to lead them to the Meditation Pavilion.

There were seven or eight people who came, three female disciples, four or five male disciples, and some servants with them. True disciples are like this, wherever they go, they have subordinates to serve, which is also the privilege of true disciples, so that they can concentrate on cultivation and don't have to worry about mundane things.

"Brothers and sisters, I don't know why you came to my Qingshui Pavilion?"

Fang Shiyu served tea one by one, his posture was very low, he has been trying to create an impression of a good man, although the scourge is left for thousands of years, good people die quickly, but pretending to be a good person can sometimes always get the favor of some people, just like the squinting old man is obviously very dark, but he still has to pretend to be a good person.

The philosophy of life in this is something that people need to gradually comprehend. Of course, Fang Shiyu naturally understands this truth!

"Senior Brother Fang doesn't need to be polite, I just want to ask Senior Brother Fang what he thinks of that Sword Pavilion?"

One of the handsome and beautiful Tsing Yi Zhenchuan opened his mouth and said, this person's surname is Lin Mingfeng, and he has cultivated the ninth layer of qi, although his cultivation is not high, he can be among the true legends, either he has a big background, or he has his own outstanding talent and has the ability to challenge beyond the level. Obviously, Lin Feng belonged to the latter, he was carrying a cyan sword on his back, and if he stopped there, he might still be a famous sword cultivator.

This sword cultivation is not the title of the imperial envoy flying sword after the foundation is built, but this person only cultivates swords, not foreign objects, and Fang Shiyu also looks up to him.

"The Sword Pavilion that Senior Brother Lin is talking about is the Qingyun Sword Pavilion that will open next month? As far as the junior brother knows, this Qingyun Sword Pavilion can be entered by the true lineage, and you and I are all true legends, so there is no need to worry about this. ”

"Having said that, but junior brother, you have no cultivation, since we are sworn to you, we naturally have to think about your safety, I heard that this time the Sword Pavilion is opened, and the young disciples of the other eight sects will come. I'm worried that when the time comes, they will be unfavorable to you!"

A senior sister with an outstanding posture and a beautiful mole under her eyebrows spoke.

"Senior Sister Lu Yao is very right, this time we are here together, it is precisely for this matter! We know that you have no cultivation, junior brother, but some magic talisman treasures can still be used, do you see that you can use these?"

Another male disciple spoke.

He took out a stack of spirit runes that were about to expire and wanted to sell them to Fang Shiyu, while the rest of the people also took out some "treasures" one by one.

"Then thank you for your kindness! ”

Fang Shiyu stretched out his salty pig hand and was about to take the treasure, but the disciple's hand shrank and he didn't say a word.

Fang Shiyu likes to pretend to be stupid, but he is not really stupid, these people want to come to see him rich and rich before, and now they are ready to blackmail him, what bullshit cultivation is low, their abacus is nothing more than you Fang Shiyu bought us these rags, and we will take care of you when we go to the Sword Pavilion, if you don't buy it, hehe!

"Okay, Lao Tzu invites you to eat and drink, but you treat me like a fool. I endured this breath before, but now I will endure it, then it's not Fang Shiyu!"

Fang Shiyu thought secretly, but he still greeted him with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I like your treasures very much, but my little brother has been a little nervous recently, or you can leave such things and send you the spirit stone in a few days." ”

The disciples knew that they didn't expect Dao Fang Shiyu to be so refreshing, but they wanted to take things without giving money, what if he defaulted on the debt in the future.

Just when everyone was entangled, Fang Shiyu secretly gave Fang Da Niu a look, Fang Da Niu understood in seconds, his blood was boiling, and he snatched the treasure in everyone's hands with lightning speed. Several good-looking senior sisters, their skirts were brutally lifted by Fang Daniu, and all the senior sisters were so embarrassed that they covered their faces and retreated.

"Thank you for your love, senior brothers and sisters, you will not be short of soul stones!"

A group of people had dark faces, they had forgotten about Fang Da Niu's stubble, Fang Shiyu was incapable, but Fang Da Niu was a top master. They wanted to extort a sum of money, but they didn't expect to be robbed. The key is that they can't beat others, and everyone leaves happily.