Fang Xing was very satisfied with this day's harvest, but the fat Taoist was a little surprised, and he was fluttering when he walked.

"Okay, the cowardly bear-like deserves to be bullied!"

Back to the wooden house, Fang Xing washed his face, and saw that the fat Taoist was still the same earth-colored and soulless appearance, he felt angry in his heart, and directly poured a basin of water in his hand, and poured the fat Taoist into a soup chicken, but he was stimulated by the cold water, and he finally came to his senses, let out a long breath, and sighed: "Senior Brother Fang, after this incident, Senior Brother really convinced you!"

"Dare you not accept me before?"

"No, no, I know from the medicine field that people like you will definitely not be ordinary......"

The fat Daoist smiled, and naturally he didn't dare to tell Fang Xing what he really thought in his heart.

In fact, he was friends with Fang Xing at the beginning, and there was really no other way, after all, this little ghost was bold and ruthless, although he was a lot older, but he was not his opponent no matter how he looked at it, so he simply borrowed the donkey from the slope and made friends with him, and he was also thinking in his heart, with Fang Xing's character, if he did not die young, he would not live under the people for a long time, and now he will spend a little bit of silver first, play the emotional card, and in the future, this kid will be developed, maybe he will remember the old feelings and take care of himself.

Therefore, in this way, the friendship between Fat Dao people and Fang Xing is more about using their minds or investment mentality.

This is understandable, the little people in the Daomen naturally have the way to live.

Later, the fat Taoist found that although this kid was fierce, he did not have the snobbery of other Taoist disciples, and although he was not very old, he had a lot of knowledge in the rivers and lakes, and he could talk to himself, which made him, a little person who had no friends in the Daomen, really have a little heart to make friends, of course, the investment mentality still accounts for the most important part.

However, Fang Xing made him very disappointed, as soon as he entered the Daomen, the majesty in the medicine field disappeared all of a sudden, and the whole person ate and slept and ate, like a second-rate person who was a fool of life, these people are often driven down the mountain once they arrive in three years, and the fat Taoist naturally has some regrets in his heart, but because of Fang Xing's temper, he doesn't dare to vent casually.

Until this day, Fang Xing revealed his means, killed Liu Feng by dividing two by three, and swaggered to rob three C-level disciples, but he really scared him a lot, such a thing, the fat Taoist really didn't even think about it, in his opinion, it is okay to bully people, but to bully those who are weaker than themselves, how can this little ghost pick a character who is stronger than himself to bully?

It wasn't until Fang Xing poured a basin of cold water on his head that he finally understood what he was afraid of?

Isn't it because he dares to think and do something?

If he didn't have the guts, he wouldn't have to befriend him......

In addition, he also sighed secretly in his heart: Dare to love this kid is a dragon, if he doesn't make a move, he will be ruthless......

Why should such a kid have no future?

And his current friendship is capital, and as soon as he develops, his good days will come.

Of course, even the fat Taoist man couldn't imagine that no matter how bold he was, the dragon in his heart was actually not as calm as he thought, and he had already done a lot of work in the first half a month after entering the Daomen!

When the little people understand the dragon, they will think that the dragon is waiting for the opportunity to make a move, but in fact, the reason why the dragon is dormant is mostly because it is full and needs to take a nap and rest......

If he knew about that, the fat Taoist was afraid that he would not be excited, but would be afraid.

"By the way, Senior Brother Fang, you robbed them like this, aren't you afraid of their revenge?"

After thinking clearly, his mind was flexible, and the fat Taoist cautiously asked Fang Xing what he planned next.

As far as he knew, Senior Brother Liu was not just entering the Daomen, but had already been born as a Daoist boy and had been in the Daomen for four years.

Such a person is probably not as simple as Fang Xing thought.

"If I'm afraid of his revenge, should I be bullied by him in vain and hand over this pitiful little cultivation resource to him?" Fang Xing dismissed: "Then to say that, if I was afraid of Wang Zhi's revenge, I would have to work obediently in the medicine field and be oppressed by him? If I was afraid of your revenge, when you ran to the medicine field to trouble me, I would have to kneel down and kowtow obediently, begging for forgiveness?"

Fang Xing stroked a handful of wet hair and glanced at the fat Taoist angrily.

"Senior Brother Fang...... I...... I don't mean anything else......"

Seeing that Fang Xing's tone was a little heavy, the fat Taoist hurriedly stood up in fright, shaking his hands continuously.

"Sit down, I didn't say you meant anything else!"

Fang Xing waved his hand, threw away the basin, and said: "I just said, I don't do it on that day, old pig, you are just a little stupid, timid, ugly, and greedy...... Neither can the cultivation qualifications...... Still lazy...... Alas, by the way, I was going to praise you...... What are you boasting about...... Forget it, you really don't have any good in you!"

The fat Taoist made a bitter face and muttered in a low voice: "My surname is Yu ......"

Fang Xing took it out of his arms, threw the two spirit stones to the fat Dao man, and said, "You can use it, even if you are stupid, lazy and ugly, you can be regarded as a friend of our bank, and I can't treat you badly......"

The fat Taoist hurriedly waved his hand vigorously: "No, no, you can use it yourself......"

"Let you take it, I don't lack this thing......"

Fang Xing glared at him, and forced the fat Taoist to accept it.

He waits for the means of buying people's hearts, he plays very slippery, of course, always with a gangsterism......

The fat Taoist priest looked at the two spirit stones in his hand and almost cried excitedly.

I was still thinking that this kid would be able to mention something about himself after he developed, but he didn't expect to start with two spirit stones like this.

In the seven years since I started, I have only been blackmailed by others, and this is the first time I have seen other people's things fall into my hands......

For a while, this kind of love diluted the fear, and it seemed that even Senior Brother Liu's revenge was not so terrible.

"This dead fat man, but he is too timid, and people are bullied like pigs......"

It was easy to send away the fat Taoist who had been thanked for a thousand thanks, Fang Xing shook his head helplessly, and took out the Dongtian Ring to look at it.

Spiritual power poured in, and as soon as his mind moved, a red flying sword more than two feet long appeared in his hand.

The crimson sword body, the golden flame texture, and nine small snakes are entrenched on it, which is the Nine Snakes Golden Flame Sword.

"I also have to be more familiar with flying swords or something, in the Daomen, I can't get along with a short knife!"

He said to himself, in fact, the two things that happened during the day seemed to be easily done by him, which was dangerous, but only he knew that Liu Feng's true cultivation was beyond his, and he was an adult, if he put it head-on, he was afraid that he would be more auspicious, and besides, Liu Feng had obviously been defeated by himself, but he quietly took out a flying sword......

At that time, Fang Xing felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and the hairs all over his body stood up!

His innate sensitivity made him perceive the horror of the flying sword, if it weren't for the fact that he was in the Dao Gate, he couldn't kill people casually, this would have Liu Feng definitely been a dead man!

However, although he didn't kill Liu Feng, he didn't show mercy to his subordinates, and broke a few big tendons in his vital places.

The big tendons were picked up, and he was left in the world, which is a wasted person, but the Daomen has a secret medicine for healing, but it can be cured.

But bones are harder to heal than flesh, tendons are harder to heal than bones, Liu Feng was broken tendons, even if there is a secret medicine, it will take several months to heal.

This gave Fang Xing plenty of time to improve his cultivation, and when he went up, he wouldn't be afraid even if he found it!

On the other hand, Fang Xing found that it was indeed very important to have a few magic weapons for self-defense in the Dao Gate, so he remembered his Nine Snake Jin Yan Sword, which was a standard mid-level flying sword, extremely powerful, and it just depended on whether he could control it!

"Sick ......"

Fang Xing tried to pour spiritual power into the Nine Snakes Golden Flame Sword, and let out a low shout.

In an instant, the sword body lit up, emitting a dazzling golden light, and it was actually suspended in the air.

Fang Xing had a feeling that as soon as his mind moved, this sword would fly out and kill the enemy who was blocking in front of him.

At the same time, above the blade of the sword, a small snake raised its head and tapped it slightly, as if it was about to pounce and kill.

Fang Xing's gaze was fierce, and he poured all the little spiritual energy left in his body into it.

In an instant, nine small snakes flew out, turning into nine golden rays of light and circling next to the flying sword, which was very beautiful.

However, at the moment when all the nine little snakes flew up, Fang Xing only felt that the spiritual energy in his body was empty, and he was dizzy, he hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, panting heavily, and the nine little snakes also returned to the sword body, and then the flying sword fell to the ground.

"It's too reluctant, and the cultivation is still too low!"

Fang Xing whispered, although he had reached the peak of agility, it was not enough to control this flying sword.

"It looks like you still have to improve your cultivation first!"

Fang Xingzhong put the Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword back into the Cave Heaven Ring, sat back on the bed, took out a spirit stone and began to cultivate.

"This gate, to put it bluntly, is just another bandit den, if you have the ability, you will bully people, and if you don't have the ability, you will be bullied......"

(Thank you for the reward of the two children's shoes of [QQ group is mine] and [Gentleman's belly], thank you for supporting the old ghost!)