Since Wang Haicheng passed away, in order to take care of this orphan, the family elders handed over the family's scripture pavilion on Tianluan Mountain to Wang Tianfang to guard, and they can give 30 spirit stones every year, and the family elders only have 200 spirit stones every year, which is enough for Wang Tianfang to live well.

The spirit stone contains sufficient spiritual energy, which is not only a currency but also an important resource for the cultivation of monks, which is specifically divided into spirit stones, lower-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, and high-grade spirit stones, a high-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, equal to a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and equal to ten thousand spirit stones, and a mortal has one spirit stone a year enough to live.

In addition to guarding and cleaning the dust, Wang Tian placed it in the Scripture Pavilion to transcribe the collection of books, and 700 volumes had to be sorted out and backed up.

The Wang's collection of scriptures contains the crystallization of four generations over the past 500 years, including exercises, techniques, Danfa, instruments, runes and some miscellaneous records, a total of 700 volumes.

It took Wang Tianfang four years to transcribe two copies of each book, and then made a 1,200-page collection by category, using precious fire- and water-resistant inferior silk paper, which shows the importance the family attaches to the collection of books.

This collection was named "Tianluan Treasure Record" by Wang Tianfang, of course, Wang Tianfang was close to the water, and he made a special one as his own private collection.

In four years, he copied the book four times, because he needed to carefully consider the words and sentences, Wang Tianfang, who had no distractions, even firmly memorized the contents of the seven or eight layers of the collection, and the remaining books also remembered the most important parts of the seven, seven, eight, and eight.

In the past four years, although his cultivation has been stuck at the ninth level of the enlightenment period, his knowledge and insight have been greatly enhanced by the collection of books, far exceeding his age of 16.

Because of the excellent production of this "Tianluan Treasure Record", it was also praised by the patriarch Wang Haida, who was given a second-order high-grade thunder talisman.

Four years later, because the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is really a beautiful difference, even if only 20 spirit stones are given every year, the people of the family have also broken their heads, and the patriarch has to let Wang Tianfang rest for a few years in order to appease the anger of the public, and let other family members take turns on duty with an annual salary of 20 spirit stones per year.

Wang Tianfang has finished the work of the Scripture Pavilion and returned to the cave of Tianfang Mountain for three months, first harvesting three acres of brown rice from the spiritual field, and then farming, because the cultivation is low, he can't use spells and can only turn the ground and water by himself, but after all, it is the ninth layer of the body, and the slender body is worth three or five strong mortals.

Then five acres of land were opened up next to the three acres of spiritual field, although it cannot be cultivated at present, it can be bred and cultivated first, and then think about what to plant after a few years it becomes a spiritual field.

Reinforcement of the fence outside the Lingtian again, there is only a first-order small maze array around the Lingtian, it seems that a second-order protective array has to be refined, the small maze array is best upgraded to the second order, and the spirit gathering array next to the spiritual spring also has to be upgraded to the second order, Wang Tianfang came back this time and obviously felt that the spiritual energy in the first-order spiritual spring was seriously insufficient, and he was puzzled, it stands to reason that it should be very sufficient.

When his father passed away, he left Wang Tianfang with 200 spirit stones in addition to this natural cave and three acres of spiritual fields, a second-order high-grade bamboo flying sword magic weapon, a tripod third-order alchemy furnace, a tripod third-order refining furnace and 1200 family good deeds, which are all the property that Wang Haicheng has accumulated over the years.

Family merit is a reward, merit or annual contribution given by the sect and the family to the internal monks, whether it is a sect monk or a family monk, they must contribute to their own sect or family.

Family merit can be exchanged with spirit stones, 1 good deed is equal to 1 spirit stone, and with good deeds, you can exchange more favorable discounts in the family shop for cultivation resources and magic weapons and other items needed by monks.

Coupled with his four years of 160 good deeds in the Zangjing Pavilion, and a first-order high-grade wooden flying knife made by himself, as well as "Tianluan Baolu", this is all Wang Tianfang's current property.

Exercises and spells, alchemy, refining, etc. can all be exchanged for spirit stones, and this "Tianluan Treasure Record" is worth more than 10,000 spirit stones if it is taken out, but the family absolutely forbids the spread of the outside, and the punishment for violating it is definitely death, which Wang Tianfang clearly knows, and he will never dare to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

After looking at the "Tianluan Treasure Record" for a while, I meditated for another hour, and although my cultivation reached a bottleneck, I kept my daily habit of cultivation, and I persisted resolutely and stubbornly.

Suddenly feeling a little hungry, he opened the low-level storage bag in his arms and took out a brown rice pill and swallowed it, and found that there was not much left of the brown rice pill, and he should hurry up to refine it.

Brown Rice Pill is a first-order elixir, which is refined from brown rice in the spiritual field and three first-order spirit grasses, which has a certain effect on low-level monks, and will not leave toxins in the body, the main thing is not to make monks hungry and ensure sufficient energy.

The three kinds of auxiliary spirit grass are mainly used for embalming, condensing pills, and maintaining the original efficacy, which is the most basic in alchemy, and there are a lot of auxiliary spirit grasses collected in the storage room of his own cave.

With the improvement of cultivation, the monk's dependence on food is getting lower and lower, and when he reaches the Purple Mansion period, he basically only needs to absorb the spiritual energy, three pills a day during the enlightenment period, one pill a day during the qi refining period, and one pill for three days during the foundation building period.

This kind of brown rice Danwang Tianfang can refine by himself, so he ignites and sets up a third-order alchemy furnace, puts in the appropriate brown rice and three first-order spirit grasses to start refining, and each furnace can put in the amount of refining a hundred pills, and according to the refining rate, refine the corresponding number of pills.

The first furnace became 85 pills, and then gradually improved, and finally reached 95 pills per furnace, and it took 35 furnaces to refine the brown rice harvested this year, and a total of 3,300 brown rice pills were refined, which was enough for three years of self-consumption.

At this moment, the cave was filled with the aroma of brown rice, and Wang Tianfang began to sit down and meditate for a while.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, the sound of "click, click, click" was heard, and it became louder and louder, and the ground of the cave also shook, and it seemed to be getting more and more violent.

Wang Tianfang was startled, stabilized his nervous mood, and searched carefully, his heart was shrouded in an ominous premonition, and he panicked.

After careful observation, it was found that the sound came from inside the spiritual spring, and now the ground of the cave was shaking more and more violently.

Wang Tianfang was about to go over and check what was going on.

There was a loud "click", and the head of a demon beast emerged from the spiritual spring, with its mouth wide open, and the bottom of the head was bright red, as if it was trying very hard to get out, but it was very difficult.

Wang Tianfang was so frightened that his soul came out, and he just wanted to escape, but he calmed down in an instant and carefully observed the vision that had occurred.

It turned out to be a blood python, and the breath was at the third-order level, and the third-order demon beast was estimated to be difficult to deal with by the monks in the early stage of foundation building.

However, the blood python's spiritual intelligence is very low, and it is relatively easy to deal with, judging from the current situation, this third-order blood python seems to be exhausted, it can be imagined that it takes a meter thick blood python to drill out of the arm-thick spiritual spring well, if it is not for the rough skin and thick flesh, it will not be able to drill out at all.

Wang Tianfang quickly deduced that this blood python was estimated to have been drilling in the Lingquan Well for a long time, so it blocked the aura of Lingquan, so that he obviously felt that his aura was insufficient, and today he smelled the fragrance of brown rice, so he smelled the fragrance and desperately drilled out.

The blood python was indeed motionless now, his eyes looked at Wang Tianfang weakly, and as he had speculated, he obviously had no strength.

The blood and flesh of the blood python are great supplements, which are too good for the improvement of the monk's cultivation, and unlike ordinary demon beasts, this kind of blood python is difficult to find, it is accompanied by strange flowers and strange fruits to survive.

Regarding the blood python, there are many records in the miscellaneous records of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and his own "Tianluan Treasure Record", and Wang Tianfang remembers it clearly.

It doesn't matter how it got here, what matters is that it came here!

Thinking of this, Wang Tian let out a long breath, stabilized his mood, held a first-order high-grade flying sword magic weapon in his hand, and sacrificed it to the head of the blood python.