The man stretched out his hand and made a resignation, not to pick up the small piece of steamed bun.

The woman laughed again, broke the small piece of steamed bun into two small pieces, one large and one small, handed the big one to the man, and said, "I am used to eating multigrain and wild vegetables, but I am not used to eating this white flour bun." I know that you are the son of the city, and you eat white flour buns in the city, so you eat more this time. ”

The man looked at the woman and asked, "You really don't like to eat?"

"Well, we countrymen eat everything with a lot of strength, but this white-flour bun eats long meat. The woman said.

"Thank you. The man said, and took the piece of steamed bread, as if he ate it with peace of mind.

After eating the steamed buns, the man pursed his lips, and the blood blisters on his mouth were broken by him, and a lot of black blood flowed out of the blood bubbles, which was extremely smelly. But the fly liked this taste, buzzed and flew again, lying on the man's mouth, the man did not drive away, let the fly suck up the black blood, he usually dealt with the black blood in this way.

The flies seemed to have made some kind of agreement with the man, and after sucking up the black blood, they left the man's face and lurked in a hidden place, quietly staying sideways, no longer buzzing.

"Young Master Fang, can you try this dress to fit. The woman lifted the white cloth from the basket and took out a white cloth and black cloth trousers, which had no patches.

The woman turned her back, and the man began to change into new clothes, and the man's body was covered with burn marks and black and red blisters.

He only had his left arm, and he had some trouble getting dressed, and when it was time to get dressed, he said, "I'm done." The woman turned her head.

The garment was cut by the woman herself for the man, and the man wore it perfectly.

"Thank you for taking care of me in the past six months, but it's a pity that my pastor is now a waste and can't repay your kindness. The man said gratefully.

The man was Fang Mu, he didn't expect that he would survive, but his meridians and dantian had been damaged, and he could no longer cultivate, and the flames of the old man in the python robe were even mixed with poison, which could destroy people's muscles and veins, which was really cruel. And the way he looks now is really terrifying, and going down the mountain will only be regarded as a monster by others.

Fortunately, he met this kind girl, who would bring him some food every day for half a year.

He asked the woman what this place was, but the girl couldn't answer, the furthest she had ever been was a small town, where some textiles were sold.

He also asked the woman what her name was, and she said she didn't have a name. Fang Mu asked her why she didn't take one, and she said that her father had always called her girl, and when she got married, her husband's family would give her a nice name.

Fang Mu asked what should I call you, and she said that it would be good to call me Xiaoxi. She likes to dip her hands into the babbling stream to feel the coolness of the water, and when she's lucky, she can catch a few small fish to add a delicious dish to her monotonous recipes.

For half a year, Xiaoxi would come to bring him some food every morning, and Fang Mu would teach her some Chinese characters. In the past six months, Xiaoxi has learned a lot of words.

"Young Master Fang, the two of us can only be regarded as doing business. I exchange food for your knowledge, and I don't lose anything. Xiaoxi laughed.

Xiaoxi lives in poverty and has a disabled old father at home, but she is positive and optimistic about life, believing that suffering is temporary and tomorrow is beautiful. Fang Mu was already disheartened with life, he was crippled and now looked like a monster, he didn't even dare to go down the mountain.

Fortunately, Xiaoxi learned words from him, so he felt that there was still some meaning in his life, and he wanted to teach this girl all the knowledge in his head.

When Xiaoxi saw that he could read and write, he called him Fang Gongzi, "Gongzi" is the name that Xiaoxi knows for the children of large families.

"Master Fang, I may never be able to come to you to learn calligraphy in the future, and I will get married tomorrow. Xiaoxi said, her eyes full of happiness and hope for the future

When Fang Mu heard Xiaoxi's words, he paused for a moment, and then smiled: "Then he must be very happy, congratulations." ”

"Young Master Fang, I'm leaving, here is some money, which can sustain your life for a while. Xiaoxi took out a pink bag embroidered with flowers and plants from her clothes, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers on it.

Xiaoxi is married, she is married to the town, and she may never come here to learn Chinese characters again. She wants to be a husband and a good mother at home.

Fang Mu looked at the pink money bag in his hand, he opened the money bag, and there were more than a dozen copper plates inside.

Fang Mu looked at Xiaoxi's distant back, thinking that the man who could marry her was so happy. He thought of the little senior sister, but he didn't want to go back to the Heavenly Demon Gate, he was a waste person, his face was ugly, what did he do when he went back, did he delay others?

Fang Mu sighed, got up and walked to the top of the mountain.

Budi Mountain is full of flowers and plants, grass and trees are everywhere, but the top of the mountain is bare, some people say that this is because those who are not the first to trample on the top of the mountain.

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Fang Mu saw a man in green clothes standing on the cliff at the top of the mountain, motionless. Fang Mu knew that this man wanted to commit suicide.

"Impulsive, why kill yourself? Forget it, I'm the one who is going to die anyway, and before I die, I will do a good deed to save this person. Fang Mu thought in his heart. It was too late, and just as Fang Mu was about to act, the person leaned forward, and the whole person fell into the cliff.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Fang Mu muttered a word in his mouth, unleashed all his strength, and like a star under his feet, he flashed directly to the place where the man in Tsing Yi was standing, and grabbed the corner of the man in Tsing Yi with his left arm.

The man in green clothes was pale, shouting for help, he regretted jumping off the cliff, he wanted to live, fortunately an arm grabbed him.

Fang Mu's muscles burst out, and he picked up the man in green clothes at once, Fang Mu felt that he didn't use much strength. Even if this man was thin, he was still a hundred pounds, and Fang Mu was able to easily pull the man up with one arm, proving that Fang Mu's strength was beyond ordinary people.

And his speed just now was extremely fast, wasn't that body technique the Broken Star Footwork?

"I remember, the reason why the little senior sister taught me the Heaven Breaking Fist was because the Heaven Breaking Fist increased the real strength, so I said that the Heaven Breaking Fist is a martial art, but it is better to say that the Sky Breaking Fist is a body refining technique. Fang Mu thought for a moment and suddenly realized.

In the Tian Yuan Continent, monks were divided into qi cultivators and body refiners, but the proportion of body cultivators in the monks was less than one percent. The first is that the growth of a body refiner is not as good as that of a qi practitioner, and what a body refiner increases is only the strength of the physical body, and the use of qi is almost zero.

Qi practitioners look down on body refiners, thinking that they are just more powerful than ordinary people, and when it comes to actual combat, they are like lambs to be slaughtered, allowing others to slaughter.

The second is that the cultivation of body refiners requires a lot of resources, which Fang Mu deeply understands, when he was practicing the Heaven Breaking Fist, Zhou Ru would boil a pot of hot water every day, and the hot water was full of herbs and genius treasures that could not be named. Fang Mu, on the other hand, would enter the hot water and enjoy the nourishment of the medicinal power. Zhou Ru said, that's called quenching.

The method of quenching the body is to nourish the human body with the medicinal power of the elixir, and instill the medicinal power into the human body, so that the human body can be comparable to the demon beast in a sense.

But the process was extremely torturous, and Fang Mu was in that cauldron, not at all the enjoyment of soaking in the hot springs, but the pain of going to the sea of fire. Soaking in the potion, he felt like the water was like hot magma, burning him to the ground. I wanted to escape from the cauldron several times, but I was ruthlessly pressed back by Zhou Ru.

But it was precisely because of this kind of devil training that he cultivated into the Heaven Breaking Fist within a month.

"My Heaven Breaking Fist is only a slight success, if it is cultivated to perfection, wouldn't it have the power of ten thousand catties. Thinking of this, Fang Mu felt full of fighting spirit, he couldn't be an ordinary qi practitioner, couldn't he be a body refiner?

And I can even perform the broken star footwork, the little sister said, the highest level of the broken star footwork is to turn the broken star footwork into a subconscious action in my life, and just now I just wanted to try my best to run faster, so I subconsciously performed the broken star footwork, does it mean that I have cultivated the broken star footwork to a perfect state?

This is also incredible, because the little senior sister said that even her father, her master Zhou Bowen's Broken Star Footwork, is only in the realm of Dacheng, and it is still some distance away from the realm of perfection, but she can still rely on the Broken Star Footwork to easily defeat the primordial old monster in the same realm.

"It's hard for me to figure out the reason here, so I just don't want to, now I just need to practice the Heaven Breaking Fist to the extreme, and with the help of the Shattered Star Footwork, the combat power should be comparable to some ordinary Qi Condensing Cultivators. The Tian Yuan Continent is rich in products, maybe I can restore my previous appearance and attach another right arm. Thinking of this, Fang Mu felt more and more that his body was full of strength.

"Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life. The man in Tsing Yi relieved himself and bowed to Fang Mu with a fist, his face had a look of immortality and happiness.

Fang Mu heard the grateful words of the man in Tsing Yi and glanced at him fiercely, without showing a threatening expression, his face was terrifying, which scared the man in Tsing Yi a lot, and his teeth chattered.

"It is not up to you to decide whether the parents of the body are going to die. I think you are also a candidate who has not made a name for yourself, and your parents at home love you, not your fame. Live well, and don't do such stupid things in the future. Fang Mu taught the man in green clothes to get up, thinking that he had wandered on the edge of death for a while, and he would not have the idea of suicide in the future.

"Thank you for teaching Daxia, I am a frustrated scholar in the examination room, and I will never do such a stupid thing in the future. The man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to look up at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu nodded slightly, this man in Tsing Yi was somewhat similar to his former self.

With great ambitions and a timid heart. If you are not on the verge of life and death, you don't know that life is precious.

And he, like his own, is a scholar.