Seeing this, Fang gradually left and didn't ask too much, just lay down again, closed his eyes and breathed.

But what was really going on in his mind, no one knows.

"I don't know now, but when the time comes, there will definitely be a little bit of a rumor. Yan Xia said.

Fang Wanli nodded and didn't say anything.

Yan Xia didn't seem to have the intention of speaking anymore when he saw Fang gradually leaving, and he was embarrassed to stay in the cave again.

After telling Fang to leave to recuperate with peace of mind, he got up and left.

After Yan Xia left, Fang gradually opened his eyes.

He got up and closed the cave, then sat back down on the stone bed.

Taking out the copper tripod from the storage bag, Fang gradually looked at the copper tripod thoughtfully.

"Is it up to you whether I can rise or not?" Fang gradually muttered.

As far as he knew now, Tongding had already revealed two magical abilities.

The first is that as long as there is a spirit stone, Fang gradually will be able to comprehend the things in the copper tripod under the premise that he can bear it.

This thing can be analyzed clearly, including but not limited to books, jade slips, and even pill charms.

The second is the weird ability to refine qi and blood, which Fang gradually left until now.

When some demon beasts enter the copper tripod, they will condense into a piece of scorched meat with the power of qi and blood, and after swallowing, they can enhance their own qi and blood power.

Thanks to Tongding's ability, although he first opened the third percent of the qi sea, his strength has exceeded 2,500 catties.

After recovering some physical strength first, and then making plans, Fang gradually made up his mind, no longer bothered with the copper tripod, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and concentrated on refining the medicinal power in his body.

......

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

In the past seven days, Fang gradually left to swallow Bigu Dan once, and in addition, he has been recuperating from his injuries.

After these seven days, the contents of Wang Dazhuang's storage bag have almost been used up by him.

Now he had some ineffective spells like the Beast Power Charm in his storage bag, and the rest of the valuable things were almost non-existent.

It's good for the beast power talisman to be used by mortals or spirits who have opened the sea of qi, and even if they are mortals after use, they can have nearly a thousand catties of strength. It's just that this thing is a bit dwarfed by the current Fang Yuanli.

He took stock of the items in the storage bag: except for the Spring Talisman, the other spells were more than one, one copper tripod, one Dongfu token, one each of the dragon tongue grass and wood heart grass, half a bottle of condensation, a bottle of Bigu Dan, and three spirit stones.

These are all his possessions.

And all the healing drugs were swallowed by him. If he doesn't think of any more ways, he can't say that he can only live on the monthly salary.

Although these things did not heal all of Fang Yuanli's injuries, at least they also completely calmed down his qi and blood, according to his estimate, as long as there was another month or two of cultivation, it would not be a problem to fully recover.

"After a few more days of pranayama, he will set out. Fang gradually left but was not ready to wait, his eyes flashed, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

.....

Another six days passed.

Fang gradually left his injuries and recovered almost fifty percent.

On this day, Fang gradually left no longer stayed in the cave, but left the gate of the cave early and went to the Zhengrong Pavilion.

The Pavilion is a place dedicated to providing disciples with experience, and experience often has some rewards.

Similar to those senior brothers when they entered the sect, they took over the item of welcoming new disciples, but the remuneration was not very much, and there was only one spirit stone in half a month.

There are not many people in Zhengrong Pavilion, and Fang gradually leaves no one of them, but he just took down a wooden card hanging at the bottom of the inside, and handed it to the steward disciple to record it, only to hear the steward disciple "Looking for the dragon tongue grass", he threw down the wooden card and left the Zhengrong Pavilion.

There is already a tequila in his storage bag, and he naturally didn't really go out for the tequive.

After passing the sect's ban, he kept moving forward, and in less than half a day, he came to a high peak.

Ascending to look, he glanced in the direction of Demon Ape Mountain, and then saw a continuous mountain range in the other direction, and set off directly.

The Divine Yin Sect was located in an entire mountain range, so it would take him a while to really get out of the realm of the sect.

And outside the scope of the Divine Hidden Sect, the demon beasts will really begin to increase.

It was only on foot that it was not until sunset that the treetops on the roadside were dyed with a layer of gold that Fang gradually left the scope of the Divine Hidden Sect.

Arriving here, he no longer walked along the mountain path, but went into the forest and began to look for the demon beast.

Half an hour passed.

"Roar!" A roar came, and Fang gradually raised his head, not retreating, but advancing, and continued to rush towards that place.

When I entered, I found that it was a snakeskin tiger, but it was so close to the outer edge of the mountains and forests, and it should not have reached the strength of the Qi Sea Kaicheng.

Generally, the stronger the demon beasts, the more powerful they are, in the depths of the mountains and forests, and most of the snakeskin tigers with the most general strength like this can only be on the outer edge.

At this moment, the snake-skinned tiger was gnawing on a demon beast on the ground that had become exhausted, making a sizzling sound in its mouth, and eating it with relish.

That's it, Fang gradually left the light in his eyes, quickly took two steps forward, and took advantage of the snakeskin tiger's failure to react, suddenly took out the copper tripod from the storage bag, and threw it directly at the head with a bang.

"Boom!" the copper tripod landed steadily on the snakeskin tiger and covered it.

Immediately, there was a roar from the copper tripod, and the roar contained anger, but unfortunately because the strength was not even a thousand catties, it could not escape from the copper tripod at all.

Fang gradually stepped forward slowly, observing the copper tripod.

"No response?" Fang gradually touched the copper tripod and found that the copper tripod was really cold, and there was no change like before.

However, this kind of thing may not be possible, so Fang Yanli still sat down on the side, carefully observing the changes in the copper tripod.

After a long time, it was completely dark.

Fang Yanli scratched the back of his head, he had already driven away several demon beasts that had come to watch, but the snakeskin tiger in the copper tripod was still alive.

At this time, it was pointless to continue to wait, Fang gradually picked up the copper tripod and put it back in the storage bag.

Although the snakeskin tiger in the copper tripod has been tossed for a long time, it is extremely angry, but it is not completely devoid of consciousness after all, and the human in front of it can easily move the copper tripod that he has been fighting for a long time, it naturally knows that it is definitely not an opponent.

It just roared unwillingly towards Fang Wandean, and quickly left with the dead body of the demon beast on the ground.

Fang Yanli didn't care about it, this kind of demon beast was not interested in him at all now.

He climbed a tree and pondered it.

The last time I encountered a snakeskin tiger, and the copper tripod obviously had an effect on it, why didn't it have an effect this time?

Is it because of the strength, or is it the problem of Tongding itself?

I thought about it for a long time, but there was no result.

He wasn't in a hurry, after all, it wasn't a simple matter, and he would study it slowly after tomorrow.

No longer pondering, he sat down cross-legged on the branches, closed his eyes and breathed.