After cultivating in the water for a while, Fang Yan slowly stood up from the water, and at this time, the medicinal power of the decoction was almost gone, and it had no effect if he soaked it again. Fang Yan felt that this cultivation was a little different, after soaking, his whole body was very energetic, every part of his body was full of strength, and the whole person was like a rising sun, full of vitality and blood, as if he was never tired.

The growth of Yuan Li is not obvious in comparison, it seems to be only a little more than usual, if it is not for the careful observation of the dialect, it will not be noticeable at all. However, Fang Yan is very satisfied, don't make a small difference, it's a big number accumulated over the years, and many monks who cultivate quickly are just a little bit faster than others every day.

After using Lianyang Baoding, the biggest difference is the time, the time of the medicinal bath has been reduced by nearly half, which shows that either the effect of Wugantang on itself has decreased too much, or with the help of Baoding, the operation of the dialect's exercises and the absorption of Yuan Li have doubled. And the reason for the positive from all indications is biased towards the latter, which means that dialects must make major adjustments in the cultivation of pure yang gong.

The number of soup baths increased again, and Fang Yan thought about it, but then shook his head. In terms of time, he can, but he is worried that his meridians will not be able to bear it, and the growth of Yuan Force is doubled, but he has also accumulated too much Yuan Power in the two Great Yang Veins, if it is too late to refine and absorb, it is very easy to cause the consequences of the collapse of the Dao Foundation, because in the operation of his Yuan Force, there is not a dantian to survive like spiritual power.

It is impossible to change a decoction, the five-glycoside soup is already the best decoction for the dialect to start, this is still the rapid growth of the blue bead space elixir, and the dialect prepared enough before coming to the fortress, so that it can barely be done once a day without being out of gear. The better decoction dialect also knows the prescription, but there are a few elixirs in it that are really hard to find, and they haven't been collected until now.

Increase the amount of medication, this can be tried, but be very careful, the prescription is passed down after tens of millions of years, it must be the result of repeated attempts, change the dosage at will, damage to the meridians are considered light, serious may go crazy, and even die a whimper.

Yan was silent alone, Qingluan didn't squeak when she was by the side, she knew that at this time, Fang Yan was generally thinking about something in her heart, and this matter must be a problem for the medicinal bath, and every time Qing Luan didn't bother him at this time, in fact, she couldn't help with the cultivation of dialects at all.

"Only wait for the next medicinal bath to increase the dosage of the person who tries to swallow a pill of Muddy Blood Pill tomorrow, and then take it from Lei Capture Tiger first, he will be fine after eating it, I have a body refining and cultivation in my body, so I won't be worse than him." Fang Yan exhaled lightly, made up his mind, and then stood up and let Qingluan help him wash his body.

In the next few days, the dialect did not go to the fang market to work, but stayed on his own mountain peak and stayed at home, alchemy in the morning, talisman making in the afternoon, and soaking in the five-glycoside soup with a little amount of medicine in the evening.

After a few days, Fang Yan was frustrated to find that the prescription of the decoction medicine of his predecessors could not be changed casually, just like the Dan prescription of the pill, changing the dosage at will would bring big trouble. The pill is at most a waste of refining, but the decoction will make people waste, and a bad one will make people's breath chaotic and even damage the meridians.

In the past few days, Fang Yan has not only not made an inch of progress in cultivating pure yang skills, but has to spend a lot of time checking and repairing some disordered Yuan Force, and the progress of cultivation has not advanced but retreated, and even the cultivation with the Qingyang Jue has slowed down, which can be said to be more than worth the loss.

In this way, Fang Yan no longer dared to change the prescription indiscriminately, and cultivated honestly according to the amount of medicine in the prescription, and the dialect could be considered to have figured it out, and he could use Lianyang Baoding to increase a little more Yuan Power every day, and he could also save a little time, so he should be satisfied.

And the Muddy Blood Pill dialect didn't try again after trying it once, it wasn't that this kind of body refining pill had no effect, on the contrary, it was that this pill was very effective for the cultivation of pure yang gong, and the dialect was reluctant to take it in his usual cultivation, and was going to stay in it when he was rushing to take it. Originally, there was only one on this Muddy Blood Pill dialect, and later he only bought two from Lei Baohu, and he was tried to eat one by Dialect, but the remaining one was not as powerful as the medicine that Dialect got from Liu Mingyuan.

The following days became simple and pleasant, there were not too many errands to be done in the market, occasionally one or two things dialect were handed over to the subordinates, the benefits of them got the matter of course to deal with them, to their proposed proposals, as long as the dialect is not out of line are a stroke of the pen, all according to the law, over time, the people at the bottom are slowly adapted to the dialect style of work, try not to trouble, and the dialect is even more happy, ten days and half a month do not go to work is also there.

But on his own peak, the dialect seems to be a different person, every day is busy in the spiritual field, hundreds of acres of spiritual grass and spiritual wood grow very lushly, Ji Ming, who often comes here, and the mother of the dialect, Lin and others, all praise the spiritual planting technique of the dialect, it is still possible to plant ten acres and dozens of acres of spiritual field, and hundreds of acres like the dialect can be planted to this extent, which is really impressive.

And every afternoon dialect will find time for alchemy, an hour in the evening to make talismans, in addition to practicing Qingyang Jue and Pure Yang Gong, the schedule is very full, almost no spare time. The harvest of dialects is also, in the past two months, alchemy has grown the most, Qingqi Dan has become more and more sophisticated, the next step is to start the refining of the mid-level elixir Qingya Dan, if it goes well, this will be a big improvement in dialect alchemy.

Talisman making has been relatively stable, limited by the limitations of cultivation, dialects have not really begun to produce a large number of high-level talismans, a small number of attempts are limited to a few auxiliary talismans, but the success rate of middle-level talismans has been high, and most of the talismans sold in their own shops every month are made in dialects, which makes Lin very satisfied.

Fang Yan's most satisfying thing is that his cultivation has finally taken a big step, half a month ago he advanced to the sixth level of qi refining as he wished, and only he knows the hardships, but fortunately, it was all worth it. The more the cultivation goes, the more difficult it will be, this advancement process has made Fang Yan experience the huge pressure brought by the spiritual root qualification, this is only the sixth layer of advancement, in the face of the next seven layers of Qi training, that is, the improvement of this great realm in the later stage of Qi refining, Fang Yan is a little lacking in confidence, and he doesn't know what method he should use to break through this difficulty.

At this time, the mountain peaks are lush and green, and the spiritual grass and spiritual trees are growing desperately in the summer, as if they know that the time to mature is running out.

In recent years, the number of new disciples has increased a lot, whether it is recruited from outside or sent in by affiliated families, the number of young disciples has increased nearly doubled, scattered in the nine peaks and eighteen ridges of Lihuomen, or working, or leisurely, or cultivating, or looking for fate, but there is a prosperous atmosphere, as if to sweep away the haze of the fiasco of the trial three years ago.

On the mountain behind Huoluan Peak, in a courtyard where the pavilions are singing and flowers, in a three-story small building shaded by a camphor forest, in a beautifully decorated room, two young disciples dressed in white sit facing each other, in the middle of an agarwood carved tea table, there is a set of expensive tea sets, the two are drinking tea lightly, and the names of several people are mentioned from time to time in the conversation, one of which is the dialect.

If the dialect is here, he must know one of them, and he has always despised his dialect, it is the disciple Feng Chong who is dressed in a gold-edged embroidered white robe, and the other is a plain white dress, with a green python Xuanwen jade belt tied around his waist, thin eyebrows, red lips and bright teeth, slender and long eyes, cultivating to the ninth layer of qi refining is close to the Great Perfection, and he is also an inner disciple, named Qin Shouyi, but he is a disciple who is attached to the Feng family.

Qin Shouyi opened his mouth and said: "That dialect is now more powerful to Ji Ming, and has some connections with the Xia family, and now it is more and more incomprehensible, and he has actually found an errand as the manager of Fang City, just with his garbage qualifications of five spirit roots, he dares to sit on one side, and he is not afraid of other sect jokes, it is really that I have no one left the fire gate." ”

"Hmph, those people thought they could meet a good thing like me, and they were blinded by lard, so they all went to the mountains to find spiritual mines, thinking that the veins were all cabbage, but they asked this kid to pick up a bargain, which is really unwilling. Feng Chong gritted his teeth a little, although he snatched most of the rewards of Fang Yan and others last time, but he was uncomfortable by the rumors, and he didn't dare to go out of the door these days, and he had already held back the fire in his belly.

Qin Shouyi squinted his eyes and settled a little more in his heart, and said: "Who said no, senior brother is all aggrieved for you, and you have to suffer this bird spirit for such a great achievement, those people in the sect really don't distinguish between right and wrong." ”

Feng Chong had some reason for himself, but he refused to show his cowardice in front of others, and blurted out: "I don't bother to care what they say, and when I build the foundation in the future, what else will I say." ”

As soon as these words came out, Feng Chong knew that he was speechless, and immediately kept silent. Qin Shouyi's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he hurriedly changed his words: "That Ji Ming has a lot of background, and he is friendly with Senior Brother Feng Yuan, so he can't do it in a hurry. Why is that dialect arrogant, if you don't teach him how to behave, I won't have the shame to be his senior brother, what do you say, junior brother?"

"Well, Senior Brother has a point. Feng Chong calmed down and covered up Shicai's gaffe. He hated Ji Ming in his heart, and the Feng family had already passed the message through others, wanting to secretly share the account with Ji Ming, but Ji Ming didn't give up, and said that it was for the sake of two dead people to uphold justice, and he grabbed him to the death, causing him to lose a lot of benefits, and now he is still difficult to be a person in the sect.

He originally looked down on Fang Yan, an outer disciple with no foundation, if it wasn't for Ji Ming's protection, he could be rubbed round and flattened casually. Ji Ming didn't have the courage to move, and his parents also warned him not to mess with him, but it was okay to treat the dialect, even if he received a little interest first, he thought to himself: "Hmph, wait for Lao Tzu to build the foundation???"

"Then the senior brother will arrange it, and he will definitely vent this evil breath for the junior brother. ”

After hearing this, Feng Chong immediately arched his hand and said, "Then there is Senior Brother Lao, and I will definitely not forget the benefits of Senior Brother in the future." ”

"Why should the junior brother be polite to me, the senior brother is also a member of the Feng family, the junior brother just wait to listen to the letter and say goodbye. After saying that, Qin Shouyi took his leave, returned home and handed over a secret letter that had been written long ago to one of his servants, and whispered a few more words, and the servant immediately left in a hurry. Qin Shouyi stayed where he was, and after thinking for a while, he hurriedly went out again.

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