The next day, after inhaling the purple breath of the sun and listening to the sun scripture for an hour, Fang Shili took a walk by the stream. There was nothing to do, and Fang Shili walked around the various palaces of the sect marked on the map.

On the fact that the dojo was empty, I think it was the day of the Dao. The refining hall and the pill workshop are full of people coming and going, there are many disciples, and you can even see the disciples of the inner sect in red robes, all of whom are extraordinary. These two places all need spirit stones to trade, and Fang Shili has nothing on him, so he simply stopped looking at it, and came to the Jing Law Pavilion instead.

This Sutra Pavilion doesn't have to be a spirit stone. All the scriptures on the first floor can be borrowed at will, and they can be returned within three months. The second layer is where the scriptures and scriptures are recorded, and these need to be exchanged for spirit stones by the disciples. The disciples of the Forgetful Life Sect are all cultivators, and almost all of the scriptures in this Gongfa Pavilion are used to fight the Fa or the pill refining weapon.

There were almost no people on the first floor, empty, with only a few disciples wandering around the area of the basic spell. There are a lot of classics in various categories in this layer, and people are dazzled to see them. Fang Shili was not in a hurry, he walked around for a long time, took a detailed explanation of the Immortal Dao, a Changzhou Gazetteer, and a book that basically recorded almost all the spiritual objects in the immortal cultivation world, as well as many biographical anecdotes of the predecessors, registered with the wooden card of the outer sect, and took it back to the residence.

took out a biography of Danquezi and read it with great interest.

The flying spirit floated in the air and watched with him. The two of them were reading heartily, but suddenly a voice came from outside the room.

"Bang!Bang!"

Fang Shili was stunned for a moment, the sound was deafening, some like the sound of a gong. But how could there be such a mortal thing as a gong in the immortal gate?

Fei Ling immediately burrowed into Fang Shili's left eye and turned into a round of purple sun. Fang Shili found a piece of white cloth to cover his left eye, got up and pushed the door open.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man in white with a handsome face, who was holding a gong at the moment, looking at him with a smile, and striking the gong from time to time, making a clanging sound.

Watching Fang Shili come out, the handsome man was stunned: "Senior brother, what kind of style are you?

Fang Shili didn't understand what he didn't understand when he saw him like this, this guy obviously wanted to use the sound of this gong to disturb his mind while he was cultivating. If an ordinary novice disciple is given such a moment when he perceives the aura, I'm afraid it's not impossible to damage his sanity!

Fang Shili's eyes were slightly cold: "I don't know what senior brother has to say?"

The handsome man laughed: "I don't dare to be a teacher, senior brother knows that you are a newcomer, so I came to your string of doors." And the spirit stones of the tired junior brother every two months must be handed over to the brother, and the brother is not greedy, as long as you have half a year's amount, that is, three spirit stones. ”

Fang Shili smiled: "Why?"

The man laughed: "Why? That's a good question! Senior brother, you are just getting started, and you may not know the rules of my Forgetfulness Sect. It is customary for new disciples to give some filial piety to their senior brothers. You should know that if a new disciple can't step into the first layer of the condensation vein within two years, he will be expelled from the sect! Think about it, if every time you cultivate, I come outside your house and play a song for you, when and when will you be able to condense the vein?"

The handsome man was triumphant: "Senior brother, you just accept your fate, it's just three spirit stones, in exchange for two years of your stability, why not?"

Fang Shi's expression was ugly: "Aren't you afraid that I will inform the sect elders of your actions?"

The man laughed: "Senior brother, you are still a newcomer in the end, too tender." I have already studied the sect's laws thoroughly, and there is no rule that you can't beat gongs and drums outside other disciples' houses! Otherwise, do you think that your brother is unprepared, so he dares to come to the door and ask for spirit stones?"

Fang Shi's color was uncertain, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, according to what Senior Brother said, I will give you three spirit stones, I hope Senior Brother will keep his word!"

The corners of the handsome man's mouth couldn't help but crack: "Okay, well, my junior brother is really the dragon and phoenix among people, and he knows the general situation! I won't tell you, I also met a lot of junior brothers with strong temperaments before I became a brother, and they refused to show even this little filial piety, isn't it an iron rooster?"

He said hypocritically: "Pity these disciples, none of them can successfully condense their veins within two years, and in the end they have to be expelled from the sect, which is really sad and lamentable......

He then smiled at the other party: "Senior brother, in another month it will be the time for the sect to distribute spirit stones, don't forget to hand it over to Brother Wei when the time comes." ”

Fang Shili's face was full of displeasure, but he still nodded and smiled: "This is natural." ”

The handsome man smiled, and slowly turned away with a gong.

He really didn't see it, Fang Shili watched his figure walk into a wooden house hundreds of zhang away, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Guantai is in a good mood today. Yesterday, he saw a young man looking around with a map in his window, and he knew that this was a new disciple. So he followed the boy and found his dwelling, remembering it before leaving.

On the second day, it was expected that the young man had already begun to try to condense the veins, so he went to the door, first shook him with a gong, and then intimidated him.

Sure enough, the young man was able to bend and stretch, and decisively agreed to his request.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so easy to bully, I would have known that I would want him a few more months...... However, with the help of these spirit stones, maybe I can break through to the third layer of the condensation vein within a year, and two years later, I will win a seat in the C-number house in the big competition, and I am afraid that it is not impossible to build a foundation......"

The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and his eyes were full of reverie, as if he had become a tsukiki, and he was traveling the world at the moment......

Suddenly, he came to his senses and slapped himself, leaving a bright red palm print on his handsome face: "You dare to think about this on the second layer of the condensing vein, Zhao Guantai, Zhao Guantai, do you still want to do it?"

After waking himself up, he held his breath and sat down on the bed and began to cultivate. When he was using his heart to absorb spiritual power to fill the second meridian, Zhao Guantai suddenly heard a "bell" sound from outside the house, which shook his heart, and the unconverted spiritual energy in the meridians was running around, making his meridians tingling, and he almost didn't come back in one breath.

"Who is it?"

Zhao Guantai was furious, his blood and qi surged, he forcibly suppressed the restless aura in his body, and slammed open the door. When he saw the face of the person who came, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This is actually the kid he just intimidated, he is holding a pair of copper cymbals in his hand, and he is standing there with a smile. I saw him put his hands together, and this copper plucked and collided: bell!

The sound of this cymbal was several times louder than the sound of its own gong, and it shook people's ears.

Zhao Guantai was suddenly a little incredulous: "Boy, what are you doing?"

Fang Shili smiled: "It's nothing, I'm afraid that my senior brother's practice will be boring, so I specially came to play a piece of music for my senior brother to relieve your boredom." ”

This copper cymbal was bought by him just after he went to Fang City to exchange for a bowl of spiritual rice, which was made of copper essence, and had no other advantages, but it was loud......

Zhao Guantai's face was gloomy: "Senior brother, do you know that even if you are a brother who has not grown in cultivation for ten years, you can still stay in the sect." And if you don't have a condensation pulse for two years, you will never have a relationship with the path of cultivation again! Don't you understand? I threaten you to do it, but you threaten me but you can't!"

Fang Shili was slightly interested: "Oh, does Senior Brother really think so?"

Zhao Guantai shook his head hatefully: "I originally thought I met a smart person, but I didn't want to be a fool. Boy, let me ask you again, do you really want to go against me? If you nod, then our senior brother's Liangzi will be concluded!"

Fang Shili turned his head and left, turned his back to Zhao Guantai and said leisurely: "Senior brother, junior brother, I want to see if you can't support it first, or if I raise the flag and surrender first." “

He walked with his hands behind his back and the cymbals tucked behind his waist. Zhao Guantai looked at the bronze cymbals, and his anger jumped straight. He muttered in his mouth: "Good boy, if you dare to be angry with me Zhao, I will give you some color to see." ”

It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, and everything was silent, and a sneaky figure quietly pushed open the wooden door.

Fang Shili had already refined the Taiyin Qing Qi, and was reading in the house at the moment. Ever since his eyes first appeared, even in the dark of the night, he could see as if it were day, and many things were clear in his eyes. He now has yin and yang in his eyes, his left eye and his right eye have been opened, and his mental power has been greatly improved, and he can even manipulate items such as books in the air with his consciousness alone.

Fei Ling told him that when building the foundation, he did not cultivate spiritual power, but cultivated divine consciousness, and if his divine sense was strong, he could make the spiritual power in the dantian spiritual sea more condensed, and when he arrived at Jindan, he could fuse his divine sense and spiritual power into a furnace and turn it into mana. And the way for the foundation building monks to cultivate their divine consciousness is to constantly open the divine consciousness in their bodies.

People have nine orifices, and when they open a few orifices, they correspond to the first few layers of the foundation. Now that Fang Shili's or so Divine Sense had been opened, his Divine Sense was not weaker than that of the second-layer cultivator. After ordinary people build a foundation and open up the Danhai, they don't know anything, and they have to spend a lot of energy to open up a magic aperture, which is the first layer of the foundation. But when Fang Shili succeeds in building the foundation, he will become a monk on the second floor of the foundation, beating his peers.

Fang Shili suddenly smiled slightly: "It's here!"

Chen Ying sat on the book and said with a smile: "Lord, your use of divine consciousness is becoming more and more perfect, and you can sense the proximity of this person from two hundred zhang away. ”

Fang Shili shook his head with a smile and turned another page of the book.

After a short time, Zhao Guantai came to the outside of Fang Shili's house. He looked at the wooden house in front of him, it was pitch black, and there was no candlelight.

"Looks like this kid has fallen asleep. ”

Zhao Guantai smiled gloomily and patted the storage bag.

Suddenly, something appeared in front of him.

Fang Shili had been spying on him with his divine sense, and Rao was already prepared for him, and he couldn't help but be stunned: this guy actually pulled a big drum from nowhere!

This big drum can be more than half a person high, Zhao Guantai picked up the huge drumstick, slammed on the drum surface of the grinding plate, and the rumbling drum sounded: "Knock! knock!"

The sound of the drum was quite rhythmic, and the sound of the drum was like thunder in this silent night. Only he and Fang Shili lived within a radius of a few miles, so they were not afraid of arguing with other fellow doors.

Zhao Guantai was beating the drum and muttered in a low voice: "I can't think of it, right? I Zhao was born to play drums before I entered the immortal gate, and my ancestors were drummers for three generations! If you want to compete with me, then Uncle Zhao will let you know today, what is called a mountain outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people!"

Fang Shili couldn't laugh or cry a little, and opened the door of the house.

Zhao Guantai saw the door open, and the drumming suddenly stopped. He wiped his sweat and looked at Fang Shili triumphantly.

"Huh?" he couldn't help but be stunned. Under the moonlight, the young man's eyes were clear, his clothes were neat, he was holding a book in his hand, and his eyes were a little narrow.

Zhao Guantai deliberately came late at night, just to give him a ruthless attack while Fang Shili was asleep, but he didn't want this kid to wake up in his sleep at all, but he was quite conscious.

What he didn't know was that if it was an ordinary Qi Condensing Cultivator or a mortal, his move would naturally have worked. However, Fang Shili's divine aperture had already been opened, and he was always drawing spiritual power from the void to replenish it into the Mingtang aperture and the cave aperture, so there was no need to replenish his spirit by sleeping at all.

Zhao Guantai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized: I know, this kid must have guessed that I was coming tonight, so he didn't sleep all night. Or maybe he was woken up by me and deliberately pretended to be like this, trying to give me a dismount......

At this time, I heard Fang Shili say: "Senior brother, your drum is really good, why did you stop?"

Zhao Guantai suddenly became confident: He must be deceiving me, and I Zhao used a trick, but you can't do it......

He put the drum back into the storage bag and smiled: "Senior brother, you Senior Brother Zhao, I am afraid that you will not be suitable for the first time in the Forgetting Life Sect, and you will not be able to sleep when you go to bed at night, so I came here to play a song for you, so that you can sleep soundly." ”

Fang Shi didn't change his color: "Then thank you Senior Brother, I bothered you to come and run so late." ”

"It should be, it should be. I, Zhao, am such a selfless character, and spreading warmth everywhere is my style of doing things!"

Fang Shili nodded with a smile and watched Zhao Guantai leave.

In the next few days, Zhao Guantai came a few more times. The first few times it was late at night, and then he was afraid that Fang Shili would change his schedule and sleep during the day, so he came a few more times during the day. Every time he came, he would set up the ancestral drum there, and beat it without asking any questions. His purpose was very clear, as long as he disrupted Fang Shili's routine and made him sleep unsteadily, then naturally he would not have the spirit to sense the aura. Scare a few more times, then Fang Shili will naturally realize the seriousness of the problem, and he should give Uncle Zhao no less filial piety!

But what made Zhao Guantai quite depressed was that every time he went back, this kid stood at the door and looked at him with a smile. This made him very embarrassed, so he had to knock hard for a while, and then left in Fang Shili's eyes.

Zhao Guantai sat on the wooden bed and meditated, muttering to himself: How did this kid know when he would come to the door? Could it be that he has been guarding the door?

Zhao Guantai hadn't practiced for a few days, and he was afraid that Fang Shili would come to the door to knock on the gong when he was cultivating. He wanted to find an opportunity to harass Fang Shili, but thinking of the smile in his eyes every time he went to Fang Shili, he was a little stunned. Now that it's been discovered, let's play the drums, it doesn't work. If you don't fight, you slapped yourself in the face again, and it was difficult to ride a tiger like this, which made him quite uncomfortable.

"Alas, I haven't practiced for nearly ten days. ”

Zhao Guantai sighed, and couldn't help but complain a little about himself, greedy to provoke such an opponent, and now he is in a dilemma and is in an embarrassing situation......

He shook his head, and simply stopped thinking about it. He slowly pushed the wooden door open a small gap, and peeked out, only to see that there was no one. Zhao Guantai calmed down, dispelled distracting thoughts, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb aura. Cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. In the past ten days of laziness, the spiritual power in his body has even shown signs of decline.

The wooden houses are all built on the branches of the underground spiritual veins, so the aura in the wooden houses is much stronger than the outside, although this is only the lowest T-shaped house. The cyan aura slowly submerged into Zhao Guantai's body like a mist.

After not cultivating for a few days, his meridians suddenly encountered spiritual energy, which was greedily absorbed like a rain in a dry land, and gradually transformed into white spiritual power in his body.

"Bell!"

The aura in Zhao Guantai's meridians was violently dispersed by this bluff, and the feeling of swelling in the meridians made him almost want to vomit blood, and it took half a sound to ease his senses.

He knew that this was the sound of Fang Shili's cymbals, and suddenly his handsome face was red with anger: "This kid won't come sooner or later, but he won't come until I cultivate him!"

Even though he was angry, he still forcibly restrained his emotions, and only after regaining his composure did he tidy up his clothes and push the door open, looking at Fang Shili's smiling appearance, Zhao Guantai secretly felt aggrieved, but he still smiled and said: "Senior brother, have you come to cheer up your brother?" But you don't know, your brother is studying drum skills, and you have given your brother a lot of inspiration this time!"

Fang Shili still looked at him with a smile, and smiled: "You're welcome, this is what a junior disciple should do." ”

With that, he turned and walked away without looking back, still humming a country tune.

Zhao Guantai gritted his teeth in anger behind his back, but he was helpless. He sat on the bed and suddenly thought, "He just came, I don't think he will come again, I might as well use this to continue cultivating!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Guantai suddenly smiled and drew spiritual energy into his body again.

Half an hour later.

"Bell!

"Poof!"

Zhao Guantai spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of grief and indignation.

He hurriedly wiped away the bloodstains, opened the door and smiled reluctantly: "Senior brother, why did you go back again?"

Fang Shili smiled slightly: "I'm worried that Senior Brother's drum skills will not go well, after all, I am still waiting for Senior Brother to cultivate your drums every day." Therefore, I will come to help you again, so that you can quickly complete your new drumming skills!"

With that, he walked away again.

The more Zhao Guantai returned to the house, the more angry he became, and his teeth were bitten by him.

"Good boy, I don't believe I can't cure you!"

This grievance Zhao Guantai couldn't tolerate no matter what, he didn't dare to cultivate anymore, and sat on the bed while adjusting the restless spiritual power in his body, while calculating countermeasures.

After pondering for a long time, he really didn't think of any good way, and he couldn't help but hang his head, but he still made up his mind: to consume with this kid to the end!

More than three months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the pleasant spring has been replaced by a hot and dry summer.

In the past three months, Fang Shili had already gone to the Sundries Hall twice to receive spirit stones, and now he already had two spirit stones on his body.

He listened to Feiling and Chenying recite the Sun and Taiyin Sutra every day, and the divine consciousness in the divine aperture became more and more condensed and transparent, although he could not open the rest of the divine aperture, but his divine consciousness had increased from the original coverage of 200 zhang to more than 300 zhang now.

And his body has condensed a hundred wisps of yin and yang qi, these qi have greatly strengthened his physique, and his current strength may be comparable to a fierce horse.

The books he borrowed from the Sutra Law Pavilion in the past had already been changed many times, and Fang Shili was looking through a book of interesting stories while asking Fei Ling about the fusion of spiritual power and divine sense.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and he smiled at Fei Ling: "My senior brother is here!"

Fang Shili pushed open the door and sat cross-legged at the door, watching Zhao Guantai's figure slowly enter his field of vision. When Zhao Guantai approached, Fang Shili smiled kindly: "Senior brother, you are finally here! Senior brother has been looking forward to you every day these days!"

At this time, Zhao Guantai's appearance has changed greatly compared to three months ago, and if he is seen by other fellow disciples, I am afraid he will not even recognize him. His left and right eye frames were deep dark circles, his handsome face had become sallow and haggard, his hair was scattered, and his eyes were dull.

He got here this time, but he didn't take out the drum again.

"Senior brother, I've taken someone Zhao ......"