Out of the villa door, looking at the black soil covered in the yard, it was this black soil that made this courtyard very strange, and it also reminded Fang Yuan of something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black soil, which is all loess in Nanzhong City, is very different, and it is obviously used for special purposes by the owner of the previous villa of the middle-aged man.

Fang Yuan casually picked up a thick layer of black soil of about ten centimeters, and sure enough, there was a layer underneath that was still black, but it was a layer of toner, and the black soil was obviously used to disguise the toner.

Continuing to dig down another ten centimeters, the white thing was exposed, Fang Yuan pinched his fingers, and smelled it, it was lime.

Black on the outside and white on the inside, toner moisture-proof, lime embalming, this is like Maoshan's method of raising corpses, but this method is too clumsy, it doesn't seem to be the orthodox Maoshan method of raising corpses, but like a kind of side-door manipulation of walking corpses, it should be evil magic.

I couldn't understand that Fang Yuan simply didn't want to, but the hand twisting the lime seemed to have twisted a hard erection, Fang Yuan took a closer look and turned out to be a small cold jade, this cold jade could condense the mist and gather the essence of the sun, moon, heaven and earth.

Unexpectedly, the previous owner of this villa actually invested a lot of money in order to build this place, this was a treasure that he picked up, and even saved the money to buy jade for cultivation, this is a whole courtyard, I don't know how many pieces of such cold jade have been laid.

It's just that why did the owner of the villa leave this villa? Fang Yuan was a little puzzled, and shook his head and simply didn't want to.

Entering the villa, he sat down cross-legged, turned his heart to the sky, and began to cultivate according to Fang Yuan, the method of eating qi taught by his master.

The refining and refining of qi in this qi induction period is not so simple, thinking that he has inexplicably planted a Dao root and entered the qi induction period, and in the future, he must cultivate in a down-to-earth manner, and he cannot tolerate any sloppiness.

Now there are still too few true elements in Fang Yuan's body, and with the refining of qi, it will gradually increase, and his strength will gradually increase, and supplemented by the qi eating method, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

As Fang Yuan's Qi Eating Method progressed, Fang Yuan's abdomen rose and fell regularly with his breathing, and gradually a stream of white qi came out of his nostrils, and as he inhaled, he was inhaled into his abdomen by Fang Yuan, just like that, he exhaled and inhaled.

Fang Yuan's body showed a mysterious white aura, faintly emitting white light, this was the method that Xuanxu Lao Dao said about practicing qi with one hand, practicing the body with the other, and distracting himself, but Fang Yuan himself didn't know.

You must know that Xuanxu Lao Dao is a qi eating method, and people with ordinary qualifications can only incorporate the essence of heaven and earth into their bodies to increase the true yuan in their bodies.

People with amazing qualifications can achieve cultivation speed several times faster than ordinary people.

This kind of one-hand qi training and one-hand body training, no one in ten thousand may be able to master it, at least Xuanxu Lao Dao has not heard of it, and it is carried out unconsciously, which does not affect cultivation at all.

Practicing qi is to increase the true element in the body, and practicing the body is to increase the strength of your own body.

If you fly your sword and poke it, others will be seriously injured, and others will stab it with their flying swords, and as a result, you won't even lose your skin, which is the benefit of being physically strong.

No wonder Xuanxu Old Dao said that Fang Yuan, as his cultivation progressed, sooner or later he would be able to refine his physical body to a level comparable to that of a spiritual treasure, if he continued to refine like this, it was unimaginable.

As Fang Yuan's hands pressed down, his cultivation was over, and the current Qi Eating Method Fang Yuan could only achieve twenty swallows, which was still far from the one hundred swallows that the master had said.

As long as it was more than twenty swallows, Fang Yuan would feel that his mouth was dry and his breathing was unsteady, and if it continued, it would be like choking on water, coughing violently, and it was still in the courtyard with cold jade, exuding a rich heaven and earth essence vitality.

Fang Yuan secretly shook his head and was dissatisfied with his cultivation speed, if he continued like this, when would he be able to ascend to the Dao Ascend.

If this was seen by Xuanxu Lao Dao, it was estimated that he would have to slap Fang Yuan on the back of the head, and Xuanxu Lao Dao's second practice of the Qi Eating Method was only three swallows, and then he couldn't go on anymore, Fang Yuan was twenty swallows.

Sigh to sigh, his right hand was clenched, and a simple book appeared in Fang Yuan's hand, it was the "Holy Dao Canon" that the master put in the mustard seed bracelet that day, and only at this time did he have time to take it out and watch it, Fang Yuan picked it up and looked through it carefully, it didn't matter if he looked at it, but there was a huge surprise.

Although the master didn't even tell Fang Yuan the name of the master, at first glance it was not a famous sect, it was a small sect in the mountains and fields, and there was no powerful exercise of a famous sect in this book, but it was better than a "complete" word, and the methods, formations, refining weapons, alchemy, talismans, etc. in the "Holy Dao Codex" were complete, it was simply a great encyclopedia of the cultivation world.

Fang Yuan's first hurried look was naturally the cultivation method of the flying sword, and after reading it, he was a little disappointed, and he thought that he would be able to become a sword immortal one day, but as a result, there was a method of flying sword "Imperial Sword Technique" recorded in the "Holy Dao Classic".

Disappointment to disappointment, Fang Yuan still looked at it carefully, and after taking a closer look, he found that it was not as simple as he imagined, with the proficiency in the control of the flying sword, he could actually take the head of the enemy thousands of miles away.

It's just that this realm is not so easy to achieve, and if the flying sword wants to be 10,000 meters away from the body, it must reach the god transformation stage to condense the divine thoughts, otherwise it will definitely not work with the control power of the flying sword during the qi induction period.

Fang Yuan was not good at being ambitious, as soon as his thoughts moved, the golden Qingfeng Sword appeared in front of him, what should be practiced now is to control this flying sword with True Yuan first, if he can't control it, everything is in vain.

The left hand holds the right wrist, the little thumb and ring finger of the right hand curl up, the thumb holds the ring finger, the index finger and middle finger stretch forward, forming a sword finger, desperately sending the true yuan to the Qingfeng Sword, and controlling the Qingfeng Sword from falling to the ground.

Gradually, Fang Yuan's right hand trembled a little, his forehead was already sweating, and finally with a "dang" sound, the Qingfeng Sword fell to the ground, and Fang Yuan also collapsed backwards, but he didn't expect that after consuming all his True Yuan, he could only let the Qingfeng Sword just not fall, and it could only last for less than a quarter of an hour.

This made Fang Yuan very dissatisfied, and he continued to run the Qi Eating Method on the ground, recovering the True Yuan in his body.

In this way, I have been controlling the flying sword, restoring the true element, controlling the flying sword, restoring the true element, and unconsciously tossing until the middle of the night.

In the end, it was finally a small achievement, with the transmission of the true yuan of the sword finger, the Qingfeng Sword could already fly slowly around Fang Yuan's body, that is, slowly, slowly like a turtle crawling, and it was still under the condition that Fang Yuan was desperately transporting his vitality, desperately concentrating his spirit.

Until the end, he didn't fly a few laps, and there was another "dang" sound, the flying sword fell to the ground, and the floor was knocked out of a mark, which made Fang Yuan feel a little distressed, this was a villa he had just bought, and he felt that it was necessary to go to the yard to practice in the future.

Fang Yuan didn't practice after that, his mind moved, and he received the flying sword into the Mud Pill Palace, lamenting in his heart, he didn't know when he would be able to step on the flying sword and soar into the sky like his master.

Holding on to the stairs, Fang Yuan climbed to the second floor of the villa in a daze, pushed open the door of one of the bedrooms, collapsed on the big bed, and fell asleep.