It wasn't long before the fat man came back and forth, holding a bottle the size of a walnut between his hands, which was crystal clear and had a cyan halo flowing on it, adding a little more light to the dim room.

It was the first time for Fang Yue to see this kind of situation, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, this bottle was not an ordinary thing at first glance, the circulating cyan halo came from the inside, it was not some night light or something, it was pleasing to the eye and unusual.

"Senior brother, there is a Seven Spirit Shaping Divine Pill in here, you can take it quickly!" The fat man handed the bottle to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue took the bottle and warmed it, he clearly felt that there was a power in the bottle that he had never experienced before.

Although he already has some trust in the fat man, he can't take the medicine indiscriminately, so he has to ask first.

"What kind of elixir is the Seven Spirit Shaping Divine Pill?"

"The Seven Spirits Shaping Divine Pill is a third-grade mid-level elixir, which has the effect of strengthening the divine soul to make up for the deficiency, and it is a elixir that is hard to find, even if the deacon in the door may not be able to afford it, the Dan master in the door can refine the second-grade elixir at most......

Over the years, thanks to the Qingluo faction sending this pill every three or five times, otherwise the senior brother would not be able to hold on to it until now. The fat man patiently explained.

"The deacon in the door can't afford to buy it even if he is bankrupt?"

Fang Yue smacked his tongue, this pill is too expensive, are you sure to give it to me?

Fang Yue felt that it was wrong, he was a waste person when he said it was ugly now, why would the Qingluo Sect give him pills every once in a while, and besides, such a valuable pill, who would not be red-eyed, and it was kept by a fat man who was honest and stupid, and no one in the door forcibly took it?

The husband is not guilty of his crimes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, there are interests to fight, and it is impossible for no one to be tempted by the door.

"It's so valuable, isn't there anyone in the sect to snatch it?Why did the Qingluo Sect give me the pill?What kind of sect is the Qingluo Sect?"

The fat man scratched his head and grinned: "The Seven Spirit Shaping Divine Pill must have been robbed by no one, and it would be useless to snatch it, if it was the other three-grade pills, I am afraid that someone would have done it a long time ago, how could it always stay with me."

Refining the Seven Spirits Shaping Divine Pill needs to be guided by the essence blood of the person who takes it, and only those who provide the essence blood can take it to have a medicinal effect, and others will not only take it useless, but it will even affect their cultivation, so even if it is worth ten thousand gold, no one will rob it.

As for why the Qingluo faction sent the senior brother pills, I had heard the senior brother talk about it before, saying that the core disciple of the Qingluo faction, Senior Sister Yu Xinhanyu, was the old friend of the senior brother, and it seemed that the friendship was quite deep, and the pills were all sent by Senior Sister Yu.

The Qingluo faction is a great name and decency, our ten Yin puppet sects can't top up to one Qingluo faction, the Qingluo faction is the largest faction in the entire Guangxing County, there are countless strong people, beauties are like clouds, and fairy daughters seem to be ......"

When Fang Yue heard this, he realized that the Seven Spirit Shaping Divine Pill was equivalent to a bound pill, and it was useless to snatch it, for Yu Xinhan, the core disciple of the Qingluo Sect, he felt strange, what past could this kind of core disciple of a famous and decent sect have with him?

His impression of Yu Xinhan is not bad, first of all, the name sounds very fresh, Han, Han, will bloom the lotus, the meaning of its name is bathed in the soft wind and drizzle of the newborn lotus, delicate and soft, not bewitching, fresh and refined, quite poetic rhyme, hearing its name as if seeing its people, two, every three or five to send pills, of course the grace of the people feel its kindness.

As for what it has to do with Yu Xinhan, he doesn't know.

Fang Yue saw that the fat man said that the beauties of the Qingluo faction showed a look of longing, and thought that this fat man's heart was rippling, and it was the time for the fat man to open his mind at such an age, but he heard the fat man sigh deeply and said: "Hey, I don't know where the Qingluo faction grave garden is, if only I could dig up one or two beauties!"

Fang Yue rolled his eyes when he heard this, and was speechless for a while, digging up one or two beauties?

After some small talk, the fat man left the room, Fang Yue was silent for a long time, and finally sorted out the mixed thoughts.

Now his condition is that his yang soul is useless, his soul is weak, his cultivation is hindered, and his interpersonal relationship is very simple, there is a master and a junior brother who does not know his name, there is a Yu Xinhan who is very good to him but does not know anything about him, and there is also a "Senior Brother Lu" who wants to put him to death.

He didn't die this time, and this Senior Brother Lu may be hacked again.

To sort out these, the first problem is cultivation, if you can't practice, you can't improve your strength, which means that you are controlled by others everywhere and it is difficult to protect yourself.

Although I can't do it for the time being, I may not be able to find a way to do it after figuring out the way of cultivation.

It's just that I've been "hanging up" for nine years, and my cultivation has stagnated in the past nine years, and I'm already far behind my peers......

"Hey, it seems that you can only develop obscenely, cultivate in a low-key manner, and cultivate obscurity, and you can't make trouble in a short period of time, so as to avoid disputes and being beaten by others!" Fang Yue sighed deeply, laughed at himself and said bitterly: "A real warrior dares to face a bleak life, and dares to face up to the dripping blood...... Forget it, let's sleep a little more after drinking this elixir!"

Fang Yue said as he uncorked the medicine bottle, only to hear a pop, the stopper was opened, and the medicine bottle immediately lost its brilliance and turned into an ordinary porcelain bottle, which contained a green elixir.

A light cyan mist rose around the pill, and a mellow medicinal fragrance rushed out of the bottle, sniffing it lightly, refreshing people's hearts and spleens, breathing smoothly, and there was a feeling of opening up, Fang Yue put the pill in his mouth, and the pill melted in his mouth, turning into a mellow medicinal power straight down.

Then he felt that this medicinal power quickly spread in his chest and abdomen, and a warmth flowed all over his body, and his whole body was comfortable, and then, a cool wave of air hit the center of his eyebrows from the bottom up, and suddenly, Fang Yue's spirit was lifted, and the whole person was fluttering, as if walking in the clouds.

"Oh, what a familiar feeling!

......

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, Fang Yue's fall injury has healed, and he already has a certain understanding of cultivation and the Yin Puppet Sect.

The Yin Puppet Sect is a third-rate sect in Guangxing County, there are about six or seven hundred monks in the door, located in a valley with a strong yin atmosphere in the north-east of Guangxing County, there are no people within a radius of two hundred miles, and there are no other sects.

The valley is filled with a year-round yin fog, the wind is endless, the temperature is very low, and the sky above the valley is shrouded in clouds, and the sun cannot shine, so the ghost atmosphere in the yin puppet gate is cold, cold and damp, which is very different from Fang Yue's impression of the blessed land of Lingshan.

On weekdays, the most seen in the door is the corpse puppet, one by one corpse puppets in the door of the mountain road, dojo and other places of machinery dangling, that situation, really a bit of a zombie siege feeling, coupled with the ghostly environment, it is creepy.

Occasionally, you can also see some "living" disciples in a hurry, because of the influence of the cultivation method and the environment, all of them have pale faces and cold breaths, like ghosts and ghosts, and their eyes are extremely indifferent, as if looking at corpses.

There are very few female disciples in the door, and they can't talk about their appearance at all, they are completely female ghosts, and they can be scared out of urine when they look back at the ghosts.

Fang Yue found that in comparison, the fat man turned out to be the most normal one in the door.

In the past month, Fang Yue has not found a feasible way to practice, he can't practice, life in the door is boring, boring, and the environment of the Yin Puppet Gate has also disappointed him to the extreme, walking on the road in the middle of the day is covered in goosebumps, and the depressing atmosphere is crazy......

I can't live this day, no, I'm going to leave this hell place!Fang Yue had already made up his mind countless times.

However, the Yin Puppet Gate had a large mountain sealing array, which locked the Yin Qi and restricted the access, so he couldn't get out at all.

In desperation, he could only stay in the Yin Puppet Gate and continue to live like a year.

At noon, the sun was shining outside, and the ghost was still in the shadow gate, Fang Yue was bored and sat on the crooked-necked ancient locust tree on the top of the vine pattern mountain, the roots of the ancient locust firmly grasped the earth, but the branches did their best to stretch to the east.

A few branches just extend in the bright sunshine, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, the sun shines, the leaves are green and shining, there is an obvious boundary between light and darkness on the branches, one end is sunny, the other is gloomy, the mountain closure array seems to divide the yin and yang, and there are two worlds between a while.

Fang Yue looked at the mountains and rivers in the bright sun in the distance, his eyes were full of yearning, and his eyebrows were a little sad.

Because of the weakening of the soul, his body is cold, he has been in the dark for a long time, yearning for the warmth of bathing in the sun, but the sun is close at hand, but it is far away, you say that he is not angry, he never thought that one day basking in the sun would become a luxury.

"Hey, I'm leaving this hellish place!" Fang Yue sighed weakly.

The fat man who was meditating and cultivating under the tree opened his eyes: "Senior brother, where can you go if you leave here?

Fang Yue said listlessly: "Where is it good? Ghostly, boring! People always have to pursue a little in life, go to a better place to see better scenery, where the world is so big, where can't you go...... Hey, I told you that you don't understand!"

Fang Yue complained, who else could he talk to except the fat man, but the fat man was simply an elm head, lacking a string, without any pursuit, and in vain, the fat man couldn't understand it at all, and even felt that he was unreasonable.

The fat man thought for a while, shook his head and said: "However, the cultivation world is full of dangers, and the cultivators in the world have a deep prejudice against us. ”

In this regard, of course, Fang Yue knew that the Yin Puppet Sect was a corpse refining sect with a bad reputation, I am afraid that all sects and factions had deceased cultivators who were poisoned by the Yin Puppet Sect, and it would be hellish if they could have a good impression of the Yin Puppet Sect, naturally, the Yin Puppet Sect cultivators were shouted and beaten by everyone in the cultivation world, and it was not far from 'everyone was punished', bad luck!

"As long as you don't report to your family, who knows that you are from the Yin Puppet Gate!" Fang Yue said as a matter of course.

"But......" was about the fat man to say something, when suddenly a hurried bell from the valley interrupted him.

The fat man hurriedly stood up: "It's an alarm, there is an emergency, gather the disciples in the door!"

"Don't worry, wait and see, maybe it will disperse in a while, and you may run in vain!"

Fang Yue was indifferent, he didn't have the slightest good impression of the Yin Puppet Gate, and he didn't want to obey orders, not to mention that he didn't want to move in the advanced stage of lazy cancer.

The fat man hurriedly said: "Senior brother, this can't be helped, if you go late, you will be punished, and if you are not good, you will be whipped, then you will be whipped and the flesh will be opened, hey, senior brother, look, there seems to be a fight over there!"

"Someone fighting?" Fang Yue suddenly came to his senses, bored to the core, it was good to see the excitement.

Fang Yue followed the fat man's gaze, and saw that there was a fight on the west side of the Yin Puppet Gate, and it was not one or two people, but a group of people, because the valley was full of fog, and it was not very real, but looking at the posture, it seemed that a group of people had hit the door with great momentum.

"Yo, interesting, let's take a look!" Fang Yue said excitedly, jumping down from the tree and running quickly to the west.

"But, let's gather in the door!" said the fat man.

"Regardless of him, it's serious to watch the excitement!"

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