About an hour later, Fang Yan found a monster lair under a cliff. （ . . This may be the place with the most spiritual energy in the vicinity, because there may be spiritual grass in it, but the level is not high, otherwise the purple pupil beast would not still be lazily hiding in Fang Yan's arms.

Over the years, this spirit beast that followed him at the earliest time has grown the slowest in cultivation, and he has not seen it eat less elixir, and his cultivation is still a first-level and middle-level appearance, and his appearance has not changed much, and he has really become a refinement. However, the Purple Pupil Beast has its own miraculousness, not to mention finding spiritual objects, just that strange forbidden breaking technique made Fang Yan amazed.

It's a pity that Fang Yan doesn't know how to improve its cultivation, otherwise the effect may be greater, thinking of this, Fang Yan can't help but sigh. Then he came to the entrance of the cave, probed his divine sense into the demon beast's lair, and then slowly walked in.

It didn't take long for Fang Yan to kill a huge lizard-like demon beast inside, put it in a bag casually, and cleaned up the cave again. The aura here is acceptable, at the end of the cave is a grotto more than ten zhang wide, there are several low-level spiritual grasses growing on the ground, and there is a huge jade stone with a trace of aura in the corner of the cave, thinking that this is the source of aura here.

Fang Yan walked up to the jade and looked at it, if it was before, he would have been eager to collect it, because this jade was the original stone of a whole spirit stone, and if he cut it out, he could obtain at least hundreds of spirit stones. However, this little thing is dispensable to him now, and it may be connected to the fragmented spiritual veins here, but it has little effect on his advancement, just the habit of the monk.

Next, Fang Yan laid a simple protective magic circle here, and placed the black demon at the entrance of the cave to protect it, and then sat on top of the jade, and operated the mana according to the practice route of Qingyang Jue. Soon, the restless spiritual power in the body was restrained in the meridians by the dialect, and after the rapid operation of the body, it turned into a small drop of spiritual liquid and merged into the dantian, blending into a shallow puddle of spiritual power.

After the foundation was built, the spiritual power form was completely transformed, and the liquefied spiritual power was many times deeper than before. If it weren't for the dialect, there would be too much accumulated in the body. If you want to advance, there is not much external force to rely on, and it is not the same thing as when he swallowed pills and aura during the qi refining period back then.

With the rapid operation of the exercises, more and more spiritual power is like a trickling stream, constantly converging into the dantian. The puddle of the ichor became full, slowly extending in all directions. At this moment, there is a bubbling spiritual power flow in the dialect meridians. Like light blue silk threads, it swells into the dantian from all over the body and flows into the central puddle.

Inadvertently, there was a sound of "pop", and the water rippled in the small puddle, and then poured out to the surroundings, and in less than a breath fell silent again, returning to its previous state. It's just that the puddle used to be a whole circle bigger, and it finally occupied a place in the dantian. The spiritual power that can be contained is more than doubled.

"Is this considered an advancement, from today onwards, he will be a third-level cultivator of the foundation building?" Fang Yan was still a little skeptical, this advance seemed to be too easy, without taking any strong measures, it naturally came naturally, even simpler than when he was in the Qi refining period. All this came too quickly, and it made the dialect nervous. Some are suspicious.

However, he can't think too much, his main energy now needs to be used to consolidate his cultivation, and he has to slowly adapt to the growth of mana after advancement. In the next few days, Fang Yan put aside all distractions and concentrated on using his mana to consolidate his cultivation, and this time he was only promoted to one level. It didn't take much time for the dialect to feel comfortable with the new cultivation.

After resting in the cave for the night, Fang Yan got up in the morning to clean up and walked out of the cave. Although I am a little uneasy about this advanced dialect, in this strange place, it is always a good thing to cultivate to a higher level, so I will talk about it first and then talk about it.

Come to the outside of the cave. Fang Yan habitually lowered his cultivation, picked up the magic weapon flying sword, and slowly flew outward from the mountains, experiencing every detail of the mana flow on his body. At this time, Fang Yan looked like a rookie who had just learned to fly, or a monk who was seriously injured and could not fly with all his might, but he did not pay attention to it.

Suddenly, Fang Yan's divine consciousness moved, and after a while, three demon cultivators flew out from not far away, and then spread out in front of Fang Yan, just intercepting his way. Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh dumbly, how could these three Qi Cultivation Period Demons find him if they were immortal, and only after thinking about his appearance did he react, and the smile on his face was even worse.

The leader was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Fang Yan was laughing at, whether he was a fool, or if he regarded the three of them as fools. The person at the head immediately turned pale and shouted: "Boy, what are you laughing at, did you pick up something good in the mountains, take it out and take a look, let our brother give you a palm." ”

"Oh, you have such good eyesight, you can see something at a glance, so what else do you see?" Fang Yan smiled undiminishedly, still joking with them. After escaping from the Heavenly Demon Sect in the past few days, the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, and he was in a very good mood, but he didn't want to meet a few blind people, but there was no need to be angry with them, and it was good to relieve boredom.

"Hey, boy, I'm really not afraid of death. To tell you the truth, our brother has been here for many years, and he relies on you benefactors to get a little money. Acquaintances, hurry up and throw the storage bag over, it can save you a small life, otherwise don't blame us for being polite. ”

Fang Yan was stunned when he heard it, what does the benefactor mean, I have only heard of the life-saving benefactor, and I have not heard that the person who blocks the road and robs the other party is called the benefactor, this seems to be the secular saying in South Vietnam, how did it get here. This made Fang Yan even more unbearable, and he laughed, and the three people opposite were confused, this person was really a fool.

"Benefactor, hehe, I can't be your benefactor. And Lao Tzu doesn't know each other today, so he won't give you the storage bag, how can you be polite?" Since the debut of Fang Yan, countless robbers have been encountered, and many have died at his hands.

"Good boy, I really don't know how to write dead words, calling you a benefactor is to make you comfortable on the road, since you don't want to, then it's up to us to do it, don't ask for mercy later." Give it to me, don't kill him at once, and give him a good job later, and let him taste every taste. The leader gritted his teeth, and the tongues were so contemptuous that he couldn't help but be angry in his heart.

But before these three people could make a move, Fang Yan suddenly stopped laughing, and a huge spiritual pressure fell from the sky, so that the three of them couldn't move at all. Immediately after that, Fang Yan casually took out two magic swords, shot them at the other two, flew in front of them in an instant, and gently wrapped them around their necks, and the two big heads fell down.

At this time, how could this person still not understand, and he was suddenly frightened like a sifting chaff, and shouted for mercy: "Seniors spare their lives, misunderstanding, big misunderstanding, begging seniors to spare the life of a small dog, and the small one has a family to support." Seniors spare their lives, spare their lives!"

Fang Yan was a little puzzled at this time, who was this person, and why this set of rhetoric was so different from the robbers on the South Vietnamese side, or whether the robbers here were different. However, it is impossible for Fang Yan to let him go, not putting their souls into the soul card is already considered a more benevolent approach of Fang Yan, and besides, they are robbers, and they are one of the people that Fang Yan hates the most.

"Don't you think it's too late to spare your life now? Well, in order for you to die in peace, I'll see if you really have a family to support, and if so, I can help you take care of them. Do you want me to do it myself, or do you decide on your own?" Fang Yan said coldly as he looked at the man, and he would know what he wanted to know when he searched the soul.

"Ah, bullying the weak, what kind of senior master, I'm bah, you damn ......" Seeing that the situation was wrong, the man couldn't help but curse, and before he could finish speaking, the magic sword guarding in front of him flew lightly, and another head fell. Killing this kind of non-flowing Qi refining period is very easy before the dialect is built.

Then Fang Yan looked around, squatted down and began to search for souls, and after a while, he hurriedly stood up, walked to another monk, and performed soul searching again. There was another burst of demonic energy, and Fang Yan stood up slightly tiredly, searching the souls of the two monks in a row, making his own spirits feel a little tired.

The reason why he searched the two of them in a row was because he found something in the previous person that interested him, so he reluctantly continued to search for the soul of another monk.

As for what this man said about supporting the family, it is pure nonsense, this person is actually a robber, and he was a bandit leader when he was a mortal, specializing in robbing homes and houses, doing all kinds of evil, and being contaminated with the habit of a bandit. Later, he became a casual cultivator, but the bandit habits on his body could not be changed, and the immortal cultivation world was less constrained than the mortal world, and gradually this person regarded killing people and looting treasures as commonplace, and these words were naturally nonsense.

From him, Fang Yan learned the identity of another monk, who turned out to be a spirit planter, and he was invited to identify a spirit grass on this trip. Demon Dao cultivators also need elixir cultivation, and of course a spirit planter is indispensable, and it is not easy to become a spirit planter in Xizhou.

This immediately aroused the interest of dialects, the spirit planter was his old profession, plus it involved spirit herbs and elixirs, which made him covet. He hasn't been here for a long time, and he hasn't had the opportunity to come into contact with some high-level elixirs, maybe he can find a way through the identity of this person's spirit planter, and Fang Yan immediately launched a soul search for this person.

Who knew that in this person, Fang Yan found another piece of information that made him extremely excited, about his return to South Vietnam, it was really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. It turned out that this person was from a nearby family, the Miao family, and because of his identity as a spiritual planter, he was able to know a lot of things in the clan.

Not long ago, the Miao family learned that the Lost Sky City was recruiting monks recently, and it was said that they would organize a large number of monks to go to the west to expand their territory and invite their families to participate.

The conditions offered were very generous, and any monk or family who went there would receive a large amount of financial support to help them settle in the newly opened area. Of course, Xiancheng does not provide these things unconditionally, and those who go there must do something for Xiancheng and complete the tasks assigned to them. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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