Qingyun Mountain, a well-known Taoist gate in Chuyu, has a heritage of 3,000 years and a profound heritage.

In the Chu Domain, or the Southern Zhanbu Continent, the disciples of the Qingyun Immortal Dao Sect, each of them stood at the top of the mortal realm like a god, and the gang forces of the three sects and nine streams in the world were like chickens and dogs in front of the Dao Sect disciples, and they were vulnerable. Just three months ago, Xiao Jianming, a true disciple of the Qingyun Mountain Dao Sect, once killed the nine major bandits in the Ghost Smoke Valley with one person and one sword, and only one person escaped.

The heads of the nine major bandits have been hung at the mouth of the Ghost Smoke Valley to show the public, Xiao Jianming is doing everything to eliminate evil, and is chasing the last bandit in the area of Yandang Mountain......

Xiao Jianming firmly believed that he could find him, and vowed to find him, but no one knew that this tenth thief had already entered the Qingyun Dao Sect three months later and became one of his junior disciples...... If Dao Tong is also considered a junior brother.

Qingyun Daomen accepts disciples once every ten years, and selects thousands of disciples each time, while Daotong is called from time to time, the overall number is more than 10,000, nominally, Daotong is also a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, but unlike ordinary disciples, Daotong does not have a monthly elixir distribution, and there are no elders to preach for them, and they have to do chores every day, and they only have to rest for a day a month.

In exchange, it was a thin booklet called: Qingyun Forging Qi Chapter.

After Fang Xing was led to a row of small cabins by the fat Taoist and handed over to an eighteen or nineteen-year-old man with a huge black mole on his face, he smiled and handed him a stack of green clothes, a pamphlet, and a small wooden plaque with his name inscribed.

"Let's practice, you have gone to the shit luck, Senior Sister Lingyun specially sent a message to let you worship the mountain gate, but you have no letter of recommendation, no money, and no qualifications, so you can only start from the bottom, this Qingyun Forging Qi Chapter, but the secret of our Qingyun Dao Gate is not passed on, it is rare for outsiders to see, you cultivate well, and refine the Qingyun Forging Qi Chapter to the agility of the heavy, you can be promoted to an outer disciple......"

The fat Taoist left, Fang Xing looked at the young man with a black mole in front of him with his arms on his chest, looking at his face with an unkind face, and the little Taoist boy next to him who was not very old, but he put on an old-fashioned ** appearance, and asked, "How many layers are you?"

The young man with the black mole pointed his thumb at himself and said fiercely: "Lao Tzu already has a sense of anger, and no one else has a fart!"

Fang Xing nodded thoughtfully, and asked again, "How many years have you been here?"

The black mole youth sneered and said, "It's been six years since Lao Tzu started, and a few of them have also been in for three years!"

Fang Xing sighed, threw the pamphlet aside, and sighed, "It seems that Lao Tzu was deceived by that girl!"

The young man with the black mole was stunned and said strangely: "Which girl are you talking about?"

Fang Xingdao: "Lingyun, that girl said that she wanted to admit me to the mountain gate, who knew that she was here to work, and only gave this broken booklet, a few of you have either been in the mountain for seven years, or three years in the mountain, but you haven't practiced anything, isn't this a lie?"

"Senior Sister Lingyun?"

The young man with the black mole was taken aback, rushed up and grabbed Fang Xing's collar, and said fiercely: "Shut up, don't cause trouble to Lao Tzu, if others hear you cursing Senior Sister Lingyun like this, don't say it's you, even a few of us have to fall down......!

"Yes, yes, the toilet will be yours to pour in the future, and you will carry water every day and fill the water tank to the full......"

A freckled little Taoist boy echoed and said, looking at this appearance, it is estimated that he was the one who poured the toilet and carried water before.

"Hmph, there are future clothes, you are here to wash them, until a new person comes!"

Another Taoist boy with a somewhat white appearance said, needless to say, this one is the one who washes people's clothes.

Fang Xing looked at them one by one, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "So you are bullying me......"

The young man with the black mole smiled and said, "So what?"

As he spoke, he slammed his fist on the table on the other side, revealing the bruises on his arms, and looking murderous.

"Do you want to hit me? I'll scream......"

Fang Xing shouted in horror, and it seemed that when someone moved one of his fingers, he was about to scream.

The young man with the black mole smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, we won't move you now, but at night, as soon as the door closes, hehe, there are only a few of us within a radius of ten miles, even if you cut your throat, no one will pay attention to your ......"

"Yes, yes, every three months, there will be a senior brother from the drug superintendent to come and inspect it, and at other times, this is our world, and even if you sue us, the senior brothers will not pay attention to it, they don't have the time to take care of these, and you can fall into the frieze, the days will be long, and you will be a Taoist child, but it will take at least ten years to go down the mountain......"

The freckled little Taoist boy was very excited to threaten Fang Xing, and it seemed that he was threatening someone for the first time, and he was inevitably a little excited.

"Ouch, big brothers, little brother is an honest man, I will do whatever you say......"

Fang Xing suddenly became honest, and begged for mercy from these bosses.

"Haha, a soft egg ......"

The young man with the black mole and the others laughed, obviously they had seen a lot of such people.

The medicine field is very large, and it is also very specific, and the committee of the late autumn slaughter, this medicine field is verdant, which shows the means of Taoism.

On the first day he came in, Fang Xing did the heaviest work in this medicine field, with the black mole youth, a total of six people, but he was responsible for taking care of the medicine field within a radius of ten miles, and Freckles was very responsible to teach Fang Xing what to do, watering, weeding, catching insects, loosening the soil, this medicine field is called Qingrui flower, which needs to be watered once at night, the kind is called Mo Ling grass, which needs to be watered when the dew rises in the morning......

Fang Xing learned very quickly, and his attitude was also very good, and after dinner in the evening, he also brought a bucket full of water, and soaked the dirty clothes of several other people in the water, saying that he would wash them out at night, dry them overnight, and wear them tomorrow......

Several Taoist children were very satisfied with Fang Xing's appearance, and had already patted their chests and said that they would give him good guidance on his practice.

Fang Xing smiled and said Okay, okay, thank you, senior brothers!

At night, several Dao children fell asleep, and the entire Qingyun Mountain fell into silence.

Fang Xing took out a sharp dagger from his baggage, which looked very sharp, with a brass inlay, and the blade was not stained with blood.

This was given to him by the third uncle, and at the same time, he also taught him a set of knife techniques, hand-to-hand combat, insidious and cunning.

There are a lot of good things in his baggage, such as a cloth tiger given to him by the eldest uncle, a wound medicine given by the second uncle, a cigarette bottle sent by the fourth uncle that can release smoke, an iron copper that can release iron needles from the fifth uncle, a ** given to him by the sixth uncle, a wild ginseng given to him by the seventh uncle, and a wine gourd given to him by the eighth uncle...... The most important thing is a book given to him by Uncle Nine......

As for the gold leaf given by the third uncle, it was already spent when I bought the maid on the road.

These things were originally carried on Xiao Man's back, Xiao Man fainted, and no one paid attention to the baggage, so Fang Xing picked it up again.

Looking at these things in the baggage, Fang Xing was stunned, and then tied the burden again.

He tiptoed to the bedside of the young man with a black mole with a knife, and whispered: "Brother Wang Zhi, Brother Wang Zhi ......"

The young man with the black mole snored lightly, shook him three times before he woke up, and was disturbed by his sweet dream, and immediately became angry, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "What do you want to do in the middle of the night?

Fang Xing grinned and said, "You are looking for death!"

After saying that, a knife stabbed down, and it didn't reach the handle.

"Ah......h

The black mole young man screamed like a pig, and after only one scream, he was covered by Fang Xing.

Listen to the surroundings, very good, very quiet, sure enough, there is no one within a radius of ten miles.

Wang Zhi wanted to struggle, but the knife was in his stomach, and it seemed to be nailed to the bed, he didn't dare to move, and it hurt when he moved.

The other people in the room woke up, hurriedly lit the oil lamp, and immediately saw Fang Xing, who was standing next to Wang Zhi's bed, stabbing Wang Zhi in the stomach with a knife in one hand, with a hideous face, and the timid little freckles immediately screamed in fright.

"If you don't want to die, shut up for me!"

Fang Xing snorted in a low voice, and his voice, which still seemed a little immature, sounded eerie and terrifying at this time.

Freckles stopped screaming, but fluid began to leak out of his crotch.

Fang Xing slowly pulled out the knife in Wang Zhi's stomach, and let Wang Zhi cover his stomach like a prawn and wail on the bed, he carried the knife and slowly walked past among several Taoist children, every time he looked at a person, that person was terrified, the timid little freckles had already covered his head with a quilt, and let out a cry, but it was very low, like a ghost.

"Only the master has ever bullied others, no one dares to bully the master, you are really bold......"

Fang Xing knife gestured in front of every Taoist boy: "I only say one thing, from today onwards, here is my boss, whoever I call to the east, who can't go west, who I call to catch insects, who can't catch chickens, otherwise, hehe, the knife in the master's hand doesn't recognize people, just your few cheap lives, Lao Tzu kills and kills, do you know who Lao Tzu's sister is?"

"Senior Sister Lingyun's side, you go and inquire, there is a guy with no beads!"

Fang Xing's voice rang out in the wooden house, and no one refuted, after all, the knife was dangling in front of him......

"Fang Xing ......"

"What do you call me......

"Ah...... Boss Fang, you can bandage Senior Brother Wang Zhi, he ...... He's dying......"

Fang Xing glanced at Wang Zhi, who was shrunk on the bed silently, smiled, pulled a knife flower with the knife in his hand, put the knife back into the sheath, and said disdainfully: "I can't die, my third uncle taught me that the knife pierces from the diaphragm acupoint, and when the corridor acupoint comes out, it can't hurt the intestines, so he won't die, but if my hand slips, the stab is not allowed, so who, you come down and bandage him!"