Fang Cheng returned to his tiled house.

Walking in the door, on the wooden table, there was a blue gown and a blue book.

Fang Cheng picked up the book stacked on his coat and flipped it left and right to look at it. The yellowed pages have a musty smell, the edges are slightly upturned, and the surface of the book cover is even rougher.

Fang Cheng felt a little disgusted in his heart, this Qingyun heart method didn't look as good as the heart method that Sister-in-law Sun gave her...

Opened the book, Qingyun's heart turned into white light and drilled into Fang Cheng's brain. Fang Cheng immediately closed his eyes and remembered in his mind the cultivation method of the Qingyun Heart Method.

"Huh?" Fang Cheng frowned slightly.

In the past, Fang Cheng didn't have any other cultivation methods as a comparison, and he felt that this cultivation method should be similar, basically the same. But now, Fang Cheng discovered how this Qingyun Sect's cultivation method was so simple, only the basic swallowing, breathing, and spiritual energy transformation. However, in addition to the basic cultivation methods, Qingfeng Jue also explained the essentials of qi and the transmission of heaven and earth aura, and there are some Fang Cheng on the following pages who can't understand the ideological cultivation of "acting with intention" and "leading strength with intention".

Fang Cheng opened his mouth slightly, remembering what his sister-in-law had said when she gave him the bronze mirror before.

I see, this breeze must be a treasure too!

Fang Cheng calculated the treasures on his body now, the bronze mirror in the Qi Mansion, the ring on his hand, a heart method and an immortal method in his mind, and a cloth shoe with a formation on his feet.

The others didn't know, but as soon as he stepped into the immortal path, he became a small landlord who made a lot of money. Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"But it's making me angry, hahaha" Fang Cheng was a little embarrassed.

While twisting his body, Fang Cheng took off his jade white brocade robe, folded it and put it next to the gown, and picked it up with his hand.

Changing into the gown of washing Jianfeng, Fang Cheng picked up the brocade clothes with both hands, and the two big eyes of the water spirit looked around the room, Fang Cheng thought in his heart where to put the best clothes.

After all, it was the only thought sent by Aunt Dai, and Fang Cheng didn't want to be perfunctory.

Seeing the wardrobe next to the bed, Fang Cheng walked forward with his clothes in his arms.

"Yes, I have a cabinet of my own!" Fang Cheng patted his head, he wasn't still thinking about what treasures he had on his body just now, why didn't he forget about this thing after a while. Fang Cheng then raised his left hand, revealing the ring on his index finger.

The all-gold ring has a dull luster, and at first glance it is thought to be a copper ring.

Fang Cheng looked at the ring and became worried.

How do you put your clothes in... Stuffed in?

That's not a joke, the ring is so small, the clothes are so big, it's almost the same to put the ring in the clothes.

Fang Cheng sat on the stool with his clothes in his arms, trying to recall the first time Brother Sun gave him the ring.

"Since it is a magic weapon, according to the process of the immortal master, it should be to instill true qi into the ring," Fang Cheng thought of a way.

Immediately, Fang put his right hand together and palmed it close to the top of the ring, and closed his eyes to operate the qi.

A stream of true qi spread out from Fang Fang's palm, turning into a beam of light and continuously shooting towards the ring.

After the originally dull ring came into contact with Fang Cheng's true qi, the surface gradually emitted speckled starlight, and the bird carving on the ring began to circulate around the ring. As Fang Cheng instilled for a longer time, the faster the bird turned, and gradually Fang Cheng's arms shook together.

Fang Cheng was taken aback by this sudden situation, and immediately stopped instilling true qi.

The ring, which had lost its true qi, suddenly became dull and returned to its original appearance.

"This, it doesn't look like it's going to be fried..."Fang Cheng was a little stunned in his heart, just now Fang Cheng clearly felt the burning sensation brought by the ring on his left index finger.

Fang Cheng took off the ring and placed it on the table.

A pair of big puzzled eyes looked at the ring in front of him, and Fang Cheng fell into deep thought again.

Do you need to smash the ring open?

This thought flashed through Fang Cheng's mind, but was immediately denied by Fang Cheng. It's also a magic weapon.,It's too shameful to smash it with a hard object.,Besides.,If you really want to smash the ring.,Then you have to take another magic weapon to smash it.,Anyway, I don't have it.,I can't take off my shoes and take the soles to knock it...

Rejecting this idea, Fang Cheng thought of another way, and it was very likely to succeed.

After determining the train of thought, Fang Cheng was ruthless, raised his left index finger and sent it to his mouth.

A cut on the index finger was bitten.

In the past, Fang Cheng heard that every Midyear Festival in the village, Taoist priests would come to the village to practice, and every time the Taoist priest practiced some links to invite the gods, he would vomit blood and spit out clouds to drive away the ghosts in the village. Fang Cheng didn't know if he drove away the ghost, anyway, Fang Cheng felt that he slept quite comfortably in those days.

Regardless of it, a dead horse is regarded as a live horse, Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his index finger, and hung over the ring.

Gradually, a drop of bright red blood emerged from the wound on the index finger and dripped onto the ring.

After the ring touched the blood, the eyes of the flying bird carving on the ring surface flashed scarlet light, looking at Fang Cheng like a psychic, and before Fang Cheng could react, the ring flew up at the speed of light and rushed towards Fang Cheng's chest.

Fang Cheng was so frightened that he took two steps back, and one stumbled to the ground.

"What's this! it's so scary!" Fang Cheng was stunned, and no one told him that this ring was like this.

Standing up, Fang Cheng dusted off his body with both hands.

"Oh, why do I have an extra bird on my hand" Fang Cheng found a bird tattoo on the tiger's mouth on his left hand. On closer inspection, the pattern of the bird is exactly the same as the carving on the ring.

Fang Cheng immediately understood the reason, closed his eyes, and Fang Cheng tried to sense the bird in the tiger's mouth in his left hand.

This induction really surprised Fang Cheng, there was an empty small world in his mind.

Fang Cheng opened his eyes a little excitedly, immediately looked at the brocade clothes in his right hand, and closed his eyes again, so that the storage magic weapon and the brocade clothes could sense each other.

Suddenly, Fang Cheng's right hand brocade disappeared and appeared in the small world.

This storage magic weapon is amazing!

Fang Cheng, who closed his eyes, couldn't help laughing, then he could carry anything with him in the future, and if he wanted to go back to deliver fish in the future, he would directly put it in the small world of storing magic weapons, and what kind of bamboo basket would he carry.

Fang Cheng looked at this small world with joy, glanced at it, and found that there were several white air masses in the corners.

"What is this" Fang Cheng was a little puzzled, could it be that there was something left before this storage magic weapon?

Taking out a white air mass from the storage magic weapon, Fang Cheng took it and looked left and right on his right hand.

"How can it be a little familiar..."Fang Cheng felt as if he had seen such a thing somewhere.

Suddenly, Fang Cheng slapped his thigh.

"Damn! It's full of aura!"

Fang Cheng instantly understood why there was no spiritual energy inhaled in his cultivation in the morning, and it turned out that he had inhaled it all.

But what does this storage magic weapon want to do with spiritual energy? Fang Cheng fell into another question.

"No matter, let's put the aura into the qi house first. ”

Fang Cheng didn't think much about it, put the aura qi mass in the palm of his hand, his hands and ten, and began to refine the Qingfeng Technique.

Compared to the previous cultivation in Xiuxiantai, the pure refining of spiritual energy was much faster. It didn't take long for the aura mass to be absorbed into the qi mansion.

Fang Cheng didn't stop, he took out an aura qi mass from the small world again and continued refining.

......

By the time Fang Cheng had completed refining all the aura qi masses, the galaxy in Fang Cheng's qi mansion had already burst into bursts of light, and a weak golden ring slowly grew on the surface of the star body in the middle of the galaxy.

With a long exhale, Fang Cheng was a little hungry...

I don't know why, it was still good just now, after refining a few aura light clusters, there was a feeling of exhaustion, it stands to reason that the more people inhale the aura, the more spiritual they are.

Simply, Fang Cheng stood up, flicked his legs slightly, and stepped out of the door.

He had to find a way to find a place to fill his stomach first.

Just after crossing the stone bridge, Fang Cheng met an acquaintance.

"Ah, has the aura been recovered?" Fu Xiaobao walked up from the mountain road, he should have just returned from the Qi Gathering Platform.

"How do you know?" Fang Cheng was puzzled, is it really like Hou Baojun said, such an evil sect?

Fu Xiaobao took three steps and two steps, and stepped over the stone steps to Fang Cheng. glanced at the slightly purple wound on Fang Cheng's forehead, did not answer Fang Cheng's words just now, and said to Fang Cheng with concern: "Does your head still hurt?"

"Uh... It's okay, it's okay, if you don't say it, I'll forget" Fang Cheng was a little flustered by this sudden concern.

Fu Xiaobao stretched out his little hand and handed it to Fang Cheng's forehead.

Fang Cheng wanted to hide, but in the end, he stubbornly asked Fu Xiaobao to rub his forehead.

"What are you nervous about, don't men and women kiss each other" Fu Xiaobao gently squirmed his fingers on Fang Cheng's forehead and teased.

"Isn't that it..."Fang Cheng snorted twice.

Fu Xiaobao smiled and withdrew her hand.

"Let's go, I guess you're hungry, take you to eat the specialties of Qingyun County. Fu Xiaobao put his hands behind his back, shook his head and gestured.

"How do you know?!" Fang Cheng really felt a little evil.

"Guess!" Fu Xiaobao smacked his lips and took the lead in walking towards the top of the mountain road.

"Eh, wait for me, I don't know the way!" Fang Cheng hurriedly followed.

......

Inside the Sword Washing Hall.

Xie Lu was in a very good mood today, and he didn't know where to buy a guqin, and he played "Spring Breeze" with a leisurely expression.

"Yo, the Fifth Elder is really Yaxing!" Outside the door, the voice of a scholarly man came.

Xie Lu ignored it, the jade hand was frivolous, and he saw that the Qianqian jade finger was playing calmly on the strings, and the sound of the piano was leisurely, like a breeze passing through the hall, and the beams were still blowing.

"The spring breeze moves the heart of spring, and the moon looks at the mountains and forests. The five elders are dead wood in spring, what do you like?" the scholar stepped into the sword washing hall.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Xie Lu raised his head.

"The second elder has nothing to do, what are you doing here for me to wash Sword Peak?"

The scholar man who was called by Xie Lu as the second elder leaned over and looked around the Sword Washing Hall.

"It's useless to be a scholar, no, I'm here to teach today. ”

Xie Lu chuckled, why can't a man tell the truth.

"The five elders are really disappointed, I don't know how to cultivate obscurity, Yun Kuang hides pearls" The scholar's voice was a little helpless.

Xie Lu laughed louder and opened his mouth slightly, but it seemed to be complaining.

"I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in this world..."