After running wildly for more than two hours, the spiritual power in the body was almost exhausted, and at this time, far away from the mountain gate, Fang Yan settled down and released the green crane to sit on it. Qinghe was also frightened this time, his whole body was trembling when he was just released, and his dialect was angry and funny, so he could only caress its neck helplessly, and slowly quieted it down.

When he returned to Luoxialing, it was already dark, and Fang Yan went to Xiao Feng's residence to return the green crane, Xiao Feng also laughed and scolded, thinking that your kid was killed and robbed of treasure, and the bluffing dialect turned pale, but fortunately, the sky was getting dark, and Xiao Feng didn't pay attention.

Coming out of there, Fang Yan ran back to his place with the last bit of strength, and then fell on the bed without moving. This sleep until the sun is three poles, the dialect slowly got up, walked to the small pavilion by the pool, the waterfall deep pool, it took a long time to come back to his senses, secretly glad that he was in a desperate place again.

At this time, Fang Yan also deeply regretted that he was too careless, buying so many things in the Fang Market and spending a large amount of spirit stones, but he was afraid that he would have been targeted by someone with a heart a long time ago. Second, he is too ostentatious, wearing the outfit of a disciple of the Fire Gate, and the uncle is generous, not to mention those who have a heart, I am afraid that these shops will also firmly remember themselves. It's really too tender, why don't you have a long memory.

The lesson must not be forgotten, but life must go on. Fang Yan immediately released the green cow, found a few relatively flat places, and opened more than ten acres of spiritual fields with a little reclamation. If this place is seriously cultivated, at least more than fifty acres can be cultivated, but it is a pity that it is difficult for the servant disciples to come here, and the outer disciples are unwilling to come, so this large area of land is wasted.

Sowing the seeds of the white thread grass he had bought, the dialect took the green ox to a flat ground on the edge of the house, and found a small tree to tie it up. Then Fang Yan began to get busy, ran to the bottom of the mountain and filled a few storage bags full of bluestones, and then used the golden spirit sword to cut into flat pieces, and the magic weapon was used to cut the stones, just like cutting tofu.

Dig a long deep ditch, fill in neat stones as the foundation of the house, and add clay to rice milk to make the mud for bonding. Fang Yan cut down a few trees from the mountains, built a roof, and spread hay, and the cowshed was finished.

Satisfied with the results of the day, Fang Yan proudly hummed a small tune, took out the carefully preserved Heli beast meat, made a hearty barbecue, and treated himself. After dinner, the dialect began to soak in the soup medicine again, and now the spiritual grass is growing gratifyingly, and there is no need to worry about the elixir not being able to catch it, and the medicinal bath will be relieved every day in the future.

This was followed by the cultivation of the form and intention determination and sword technique, and the practice of spiritual cultivation during the day, which had to be arranged at night, keeping the dialect busy every day. However, the pills used in Fang Yan's current cultivation are indeed a luxury among the monks at the first level of Qi refining, the most common ones are Huangya Pills, and the Qi Refining Pill has no obvious effect, mainly because after forging the body, the meridians have become thicker, and the spiritual power it can contain is more, and the low-level pills have no effect on him at all.

This time it took a total of nearly seven hundred spirit stones to go down the mountain, which is equivalent to a year's income of the Fang family, although Fang Yan has made a few windfalls recently, but he can no longer withstand such consumption, and the more his cultivation increases, the more Fang Yan feels that the effect of the pill on him is too great, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be as fast as his father's entry. You have to find a way to get more spirit stones, otherwise you can't sit and eat the mountain.

After completing the day's cultivation, Fang Yan studied Pure Yang Gong for a while, this exercise is not too difficult, but the auxiliary spiritual objects and elixirs needed are too difficult to collect, but the effect is indeed obvious, so that Fang Yan is always reluctant to give up. Moreover, the exercises are divided into twelve layers, and the dialect is still just getting started, and the cultivation in the future will become more and more difficult, and the spiritual objects needed will be more precious.

The next day, Fang Yan practiced the spirit planting technique on the edge of the spiritual field as usual, and now he can only learn the spiritual rain decision, and he can only release a thin raindrop. The dialect is already very satisfied, according to Xiao Feng, many people take two or three months to learn, and they can get started in half a month, which is already very good.

However, at the current speed, it is really slow, it will take at least ten days to water more than 50 acres of spiritual fields, and I am tired enough every day, but I am becoming more and more proficient, and it will be better in the future.

Every day, Fang Yan worked tirelessly to weed and raise seedlings, and in his spare time, he also built a small yard, and opened several acres of medicinal fields behind the house, and at present, he only planted some simple and easy-to-live low-level spiritual grass.

Slowly, the originally deserted and barren waterhole became lively, and there was a thriving atmosphere. Fang Yan has been in the sect for two months, and he has not dared to go out since the last attack, but he is just taking care of Lingtian at home and practicing spells. Lingyu is basically sent and received from the heart, and it is no longer a drop, but a small raindrop, and a large piece of Lingtian can be watered in only three days. The Spirit Valley has to be watered every three days, and the white fruit is not like the Spirit Valley that needs to use the Spirit Rain frequently, it only needs to be done once every ten days.

Finally, he could spare some time from the heavy task of spiritual planting, which allowed Fang Yan to have more time to practice the Pure Yang Gong and Sword Technique, and the mana progress in the two months was average, but the improvement of the physical body was obvious, and the body became more powerful under the auxiliary cultivation of the decoction, and the mana operation became very smooth.

In addition, Fang Yan really wanted to find a better cultivation method, the form and meaning brought by the Fang family was really useless, which was also one of the purposes for him to come to the sect, but unfortunately he was still a servant disciple, and he could only cultivate the law related to his service, and the others could not be obtained.

Winter is coming in a blink of an eye, but the climate change in the sect is not obvious, at this time it is already snowy in the outside world, and the Luoxia Ridge where the dialect lives is still full of green, but there is a depression outside the mountain in the distance, which makes him feel that winter has come from time to time.

There are also changes in the blue bead space, the dialect transplants all those decoctions that are easy to grow into the medicine garden, although it is still dense here, but the elixirs that are planted are precious or difficult to grow in the outside world, many of them are not recognized, and some of the spirit grass is obviously very long, but how many years, dialects, only the classics can know.

And the dialect also learned to drink, which is the credit of Xiao Feng, but half of the reason is because the mountain is too lonely, except for the green cow, there is no living creature in the residence, drinking can eliminate sorrow, and endless nostalgia. Fang Yan has changed from a son of a family to a farmer in the mountains, in fact, he has always been a little uncomfortable in life, and he has been accustomed to the service of people since he was a child, but now he has to do everything himself, and he has also squeezed a lot of time for cultivation.

In fact, many disciples here also have servants, some of them were brought up the mountain by themselves, and some of them were recruited from the small families and fang markets controlled by the fire gate at the bottom of the mountain, and several servants like Xiao Feng were brought from the family by themselves, but servant disciples like Fang Yan were not allowed.

Do everything yourself, experience is cultivation, dialect in many people's experience, are and Hongchen practice the heart, although not like dialect like guarding the mountain gate farming, but every day like a farmer like work also tempered the dialect's state of mind.

The years in the mountains do not grow old, and another three months are fleeting. The hard work of cultivating the dialect day by day paid off, just a few days ago he had already come into contact with the second-layer barrier, but he had not succeeded in attacking it several times in a row. The Linggen qualification began to plague the promotion of dialects, and the lack of pills appeared again, and now there are no more than a few left on the body, all of them are empty bottles.

If you want to go down the mountain and are afraid of being targeted by those two people again, maybe there are more people like that, it is dangerous to go to Fang City alone. Fang Yan also asked Xiao Feng a few days ago, but he had no plans to go out recently.

The cultivation of Lingyu Jue has progressed the fastest, and it has reached the realm of the first layer described on the jade slip, and when casting the spell, it can gather into a small piece of rain and mist, and more than 50 acres of spiritual fields can be watered in a day or two, and the time is much faster. The second is that the refining effect of the body and meridians is very good, after soaking the decoction for more than half a year, the body has changed very significantly, and he has grown a lot taller, only half a head shorter than Xiao Feng.

On this day, Fang Yan was sitting a little bored by the waterhole, and all the pills were exhausted, and it was difficult for his cultivation to continue as before. Suddenly, someone came to his residence to look for him, shouting loudly Immortal Master Fang, it turned out to be Xiao Feng's servant. When Fang Yan heard that Xiao Feng was looking for him, he hurriedly ran over, and when he asked, he found out that Xiao Feng was going to Fang City to participate in an auction, and asked him if he wanted to go.

Fang Yan was overjoyed when he heard it, and he was worried about how to go, the auction began tomorrow, and they left in the afternoon. Fang Yan immediately went back to clean up, and waited until the afternoon to stand on Xiao Feng's flying sword, and Xiao Feng took him to Fang City. When entering the Fang Market, several guards saw Xiao Feng dressed in the clothes of a white inner disciple, and they all stepped forward quickly to salute, Xiao Feng waved his hand and went in.

Entering Fang City, Fang Yan followed Xiao Feng to live in an inn first. As soon as he got out of the room, Xiao Feng was gone, but there was a man in black wearing a black cloak standing at the door, startling Fang Yan, the man smiled at Fang Yan, and when he heard the voice, he knew that it was Xiao Feng. Fang Yan felt that this outfit was good when he saw it, and there were many people on the road who were dressed like this, so he hurriedly followed Xiao Feng to a shop, and used ten spirit stones to buy a set to wear on his body.

Then the two parted and said that they would meet together at the largest restaurant in the city, Huixianju, in the evening. Without saying a word, he went directly to Wanling Pavilion, the largest shop in the market, which is said to be a shop opened by Wanlingmen, one of the eight major sects. Last time, the dialect was just outside, and I didn't dare to go in, but just by the luxurious and rich decoration, I knew that the rumor might be true, otherwise who would dare to call the brand of Wanling Pavilion.

Walking into the pavilion, there is a large hall, spacious and bright, and hundreds of people do not feel crowded and noisy in it. The counters inside are scattered, and there are some small rooms and orderly tables, chairs, and tea sets around it, and beautiful female corrections are softly greeting guests, many of these people are disciples of Wanlingmen. This Wanlingmen was originally a merchant pavilion, and later its strength grew and gradually developed into a peculiar form of a half-sect and a half-merchant pavilion, so after thousands of years of evolution, it has now become the only commercial sect, but no one dares to > the strength

A female cultivator hurriedly greeted her, greeted her softly, behaved decently, spoke clearly, and her voice was very good, and she seemed very professional. Fang Yan made some preparations in the morning, prepared everything he wanted to buy and what he wanted to sell, and he was still a little hesitant, but now that he had changed his outfit and was trading in Wanling Pavilion, he immediately made up his mind.

"Fairy, can you please ask the steward to come, I bought a bit of a lot. ”

Although the female cultivator was a little surprised, how many spirit stones could this little monk at the first level of Qi refining, and how many more could she buy, her professionalism was still very high, and she immediately turned around and whispered a few words to a person at the counter. At this time, a tall female monk in the foundation building period turned out from behind the counter, but she was only in her twenties, but the age of the monk was difficult especially for a female nun.

"I heard that Daoyou has a big business to take care of this pavilion, and Qin is here to thank you. Bringing the dialect to a small room, the melodious voice of the foundation building nun was heard like a silver bell.

"The junior surnamed Lin is just a casual cultivator, how dare he say that the junior takes care of him. It's just that he was entrusted by a few senior brothers to buy a lot of pills and spiritual herbs, so he bothered his seniors. "Fang Yan doesn't dare to show his identity, who knows how much energy these big sects have.

"Fellow Daoists don't need to be like this, I, Wanling Pavilion, opened the door to do business, and all the people who came were guests. Please ask you what you need, I can get someone ready. ”

Fang Yan then reported several early and middle stage pills such as Huangya Dan, Qingqi Pill and Qingling Pill, but the quantity was ten bottles of each. In addition, there are seven or eight kinds of spirit grasses, which are mixed with the Golden Flame Fruit that is urgently needed by the dialect, but there is no requirement for the year dialect.

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