Fang Yan returned to his residence, Qingluan and Li Fang were already waiting for him at the door, Fang Yan smiled at them and said a few words, and then came to the dining room to have dinner together. After dinner, Fang Yan began to soak in the medicinal bath again, practiced Qingyang Jue, and did not break his promise, and rewarded Qingluan well at night, after double cultivation, Fang Yan also made a few talismans, only half an hour, and the success rate was as high as ninety.

During this time in the stone castle, as long as there is nothing to do, he will draw talismans in his lounge, and the talisman making technique is becoming more and more proficient, and the success rate of the middle-level talisman has exceeded eighty, and the dialect is ready to start making high-level talismans in the next step, and he can't make other reasons limited to spells, but the groundburst talisman in exchange for Burning Sun City can be tried, because this kind of talisman does not correspond to the maker's spell, as long as the mana is enough, it can be made. While thinking about some things that needed to be prepared for the production of high-level talismans, Fang Yan returned to the bedroom, Qingluan had been waiting for him for a long time, and then waited for him to fall asleep.

The next day, the dialect as usual, busy in the spiritual field, in the morning with Rongmu Jue for the spiritual valley fruit trees and green bamboo in the spiritual field to infuse a large amount of spiritual energy, in the afternoon came to the cave, on the remaining few pieces of spiritual field to perform the earth abundance technique, the spiritual field of the promotion is called the improvement of the earth's strength, is a long process, it is impossible to cast a few times the earth abundance technique can see the effect, dialect is now mainly familiar with this spell.

At night, I still practice pure yang skills, practice Qingyang Jue and double cultivation, after the explosive growth of mana in the previous period, it slowly calms down and becomes more refined, and the benefits of Qingyang Jue far exceed the Jinque Sword Technique that I practiced before, that is, the mana is much purer and thicker, and the same spell is cast, whether it is the casting speed or the power of the spell, it is much stronger, no wonder the rules of the skill level are very strict, it is not unreasonable.

A few days of time are fleeting, and it is time to go to the Black Wind Fortress to garrison, all the places on the mountain peaks are settled, and the spiritual field is full of vitality, and the spiritual field here is more than 100 acres more than when it was in Luoxia Ridge, but the dialects are all instilled with aura and vitality, Qingluan They only need to water every day, but with their cultivation, it is not easy to complete the watering task of nearly 300 acres.

But now that Qingluan is here, Fang Yan is not worried at all, this girl's cultivation is growing very fast now, and her understanding is also high, and the speed of getting started with various spells is not slower than that of Fang Yan back then, but it is just a spiritual rain technique, Fang Yan believes that she will definitely be able to deal with it.

In front of the camp steward's pavilion, the dialect and their team set off again to carry out a fifteen-day garrison mission in the fortress, this time even more boring than the last time, because everything was lost even the novelty. However, Fang Yan had something to do, and every time he came down from the sentry post, he immediately returned to the common room, unlike the other monks who either had someone to drink and talk to, or wandered around the fort, which made the rest of the team very strange.

Captain Jiang Heng praised him very much for doing this, and said four words to him rarely: "The dialect is good." And what made the other team members impressed him was that they didn't know who said that he was the one who came down from the stage of life and death, which made the people in the team in an uproar for a while.

Almost everyone knows about this matter, but I didn't expect it to be a dialect, and it is said that he has so many spirit stones that he can't spend it all, and even the talisman has to be thrown out five at a time, but now how can he seem to be such an arrogant person. Some people were curious to ask Fang Yan where he got so many talismans, and Fang Yan took out a talisman made by himself, and gave one to each person, and if he wanted more, he could buy it at a 10% discount on the market price.

Fang Yan's move was actually all for cover-up, and he didn't think too much about it, who knew that the business was surprisingly good for a few days, it turned out that there was a life-and-death struggle here, and he bragged about the dialect talisman and made a live advertisement for him.

During the garrison, although the dialects were basically made in the lounge, I gradually got to know a lot of the disciples stationed here, mainly through selling talismans. The other people in the team also knew each other, and in terms of cultivation, their team was the weakest, in addition to the captain and him, there were also three sixth-level Qi refining cultivators, and the other three were all the same as Fang Yan Five-level Qi refining.

In other words, half of their eight-person squad was only at the fifth level of Qi refining, which was rare among all the squads stationed in the fortress. Two of the three sixth-floor people are about fifty years old, with gray temples, as if they have come to earn spirit stones for the younger generations of the family, one is named Zeng Xiyang, and the other is called Hu Yuanxi. There is also a sixth-layer monk named Xiao Bin, who is the brother of Xiao Feng, the deceased friend of the dialect, and the dialect has the best relationship with him among several people, and it may be because of Xiao Feng, the dialect has a sense of intimacy.

Among the other three fifth-level disciples, there is a female cultivator Chen Xi, who is said to be a descendant of an elder of the sect, and the other two are Bao Gang and Zhao Zhuozhuo. Several people have different personalities, Bao Gang likes to make friends, and every time he gets off the sentry post, someone asks him to drink and chat, while Zhao Zhuo Zhuo has a lonely and arrogant personality and is quite unsociable, and only interacts with a few people in his clan, while Chen Xi is simply a person, and as soon as he gets off the sentry post, he runs to another team to find her sisters, and rushes back when the time comes.

Xiao Bin has an easy-going personality, gets along well with everyone, and is old and sophisticated, and he has come over in the world. The two older monks seldom spent time with the crowd, and went to the market whenever they could, where dialect guessed that they might have their own business.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the dialect slowly adapted to the rhythm here, and after the duty was finished every day, he would draw talismans or practice in the lounge, and occasionally go to the fang market to buy some talisman materials and things for cultivation. During the period, I tried to make several high-level talismans, but they all ended in failure, and I couldn't find the feeling of becoming a talisman, and some classics said that this was because of the low cultivation, and the cultivation could be realized naturally.

However, the business of dialect talismans is really good, more than 100 pieces have been sold in half a month, and a total of nearly 1,000 spirit stones have been earned, and everyone also jokingly calls him "Master Fang", which makes the dialect very embarrassing. However, this also has the advantage that some disciples will come to the dialect when they get the talisman materials, and the dialect will generally be charged at a price slightly higher than the market price, which makes other disciples rush to it.

After completing this mission, a team of monks returned to the camp under the leadership of Jiang Heng, and then dispersed to their residences. Fang Yan returned to his residence, went to all parts of the spiritual field, and spent two more days to pour spiritual energy into the spiritual plant, perform the earth abundance technique on the medicine garden, and also perform the best trick for Qingli bamboo and Borneo ginseng, and he was busy for three days, and everything in the spiritual field was idle.

The east side of the mountain peak was safe and sound during this time, and Qingluan, according to the dialect, took the demon spider around every day to weave a large web to strengthen the defense here. Early this morning, Fang Yan felt that there was not much to do at hand, and decided to go home This is less than three thousand miles away from Yannan City, and with Fang Yan's current speed, it only takes about three days to go back and forth, so he told Qingluan and Li Fang about going home, and asked the two if they had anything to contact home.

The two of them thought about it, everything is fine here, and the degree of application is far greater than when they are at home, and there is nothing to remember, they all say that they just need to report safety. After breakfast, Fang Yan rose up with his sword and flew towards the city of Yannan in the northwest direction.

Thousands of miles from the fortress to the southern city, located in the southeast of the Nanyue country, has always been a sparsely populated and relatively backward area, which is adjacent to the west of the Hujun Mountain, and there are often monsters infested to harm the party. There are no big forces in the vicinity, and all kinds of small sects and families are divided into one side, fighting openly and secretly with each other, which makes the living environment and cultivation resources of the local monks extremely tense, and under the constraints of various unfavorable conditions, almost all the big and small forces in this place are in difficulty, and all they plan all day long is to survive.

All the way to the sword flight, the dialect is mostly barren mountains and mountains, most of the human beings here live in scattered market towns and villages, large areas of mountains and wilderness are uninhabited, and no one has cultivated them, becoming a paradise for some low-level monsters and beasts. After flying for a day, about two thousand miles, I found that the number of populated market towns was gradually increasing, and the small southeast border city of Yannan City was not too far away.

After dark, Fang Yan entered a market town, rested in a simple inn for the night, and the next morning, Fang Yan threw a spirit stone to the innkeeper, which made the knowledgeable innkeeper smile. After entering the sect, Fang Yan no longer had the habit of carrying gold and silver with him, and he was still a little uncomfortable when he returned to this place where immortals and customs were mixed.

The remaining land is less than a thousand miles, and in dialect, it is half a day, and it is far away from Nancheng at noon. When I arrived here, the crowd gradually increased, and there were pedestrians everywhere on the road, and the houses of the villages near and far were built in a green field.

I haven't been home for more than four years, and at this time Fang Yan has a feeling of being close to home, I don't know how the Fang family is now, how are their parents and younger siblings, and what should they say when they see their parents, in short, Fang Yan's thoughts are chaotic now, and he is a little at a loss, and he has completely lost the calmness when he first stepped on the stage of life and death.

The monk's ability, even walking, was much faster than that of mortals, and it didn't take long for the dialect to come to Fang's house, and along the familiar road dialect into the courtyard where his parents lived. As soon as he came in, Fang Yan shouted loudly: "Mother, Yan'er is back!"

I only heard a chaotic sound in the room, and seven or eight people ran out of the room, all of them were maids and women beside Fang Yan's parents, and as soon as they saw Fang Yan, they hurriedly shouted back: "It's really the Seventh Young Master who is back, the Seventh Young Master is back!"

After only a while, a tall middle-aged woman walked out of the room, who was none other than Fang Yan's mother, Lin. Fang Yan's eyes are sharp, and he is no longer an ordinary mortal, but has a cultivation in his body, and he has just broken through to the stage of refining qi, and it is the stage where he has just completed the transformation of mana after the breakthrough.

Fang Yan hurriedly went over and knelt on the ground, and said to the Lin family: "Congratulations to my mother, who has broken through the innate achievement of the Dao body, and has a smooth path of cultivation from now on, and he will definitely increase his luck and cultivation to great progress in the future." ”

"Or I can speak, get up quickly, I didn't expect that there would be a day to become a monk. However, the cultivation is still exempt, and I will be satisfied if I can enter a few more layers. The Lin family's mood was also very happy, a female stream was able to become a monk, this had not been in the Fang family for many years, of course she knew what the reason was.

Today Fang Yan's home is another thing that makes her happy, the last time Fang went with them, after coming back, Fang Yan was full of praise, Fang Tong also told her about the situation of Fang Yan at that time, 1510 times, so that Lin Shi was not only happy, but also missed his eldest son very much, but it was a pity that her cultivation was too low at that time to travel long distances with them. Now that the dialect is back, it just happens to be her long-cherished wish, plus the advanced thing, it happens to be a double happiness, how can she not be full of joy.

As he was talking, Fang Tong walked over quickly, summoned from afar, and when he got closer, Fang Tong couldn't help but let out a "huh", up and down, and asked: "Yan'er, why do you seem to be at the fifth level of Qi refining, and you are more advanced than the last time I saw you, how can it be so fast?"

The Lin clan had just advanced to the rank of monk, of course he came, and after hearing what Fang Tong said, he also said: "Of course it is a good thing for the monk to advance, are you still not happy that my son has advanced in cultivation?"

Fang Tong has also advanced to the fifth level recently, otherwise it would be impossible to cultivate the dialect at once, although the cultivation has increased, the problem in the fear has not been changed, and he didn't reply when he heard the Lin family snatch a few words from him, pretending not to hear it and letting the dialect into the house. Fang Yan nodded: "Mother, the child only advanced not long ago. ”

Lin Shi listened to the eyebrows even more, and ordered the people to hurry up to buy wine and food, and asked the maids around him to find a few people to clean the former residence of the dialect, the original maids and women there had already been assigned to other places, only a few servants would go there from time to time to clean up. As they spoke, they walked into the hall.

Later, Fang Yan's younger siblings also ran over, and when Fang Yan left, they were still children under the age of ten, and now they have grown into young men who have grown up. The gift Fang Yan to them had already been prepared, and what he gave to his younger brother Fang Min was a low-level magic weapon short sword, which was not of high grade but very sharp, which was suitable for his innate cultivation, and was an excellent self-defense. And for her sister Fang Qing is a cyan jade pendant, which is also a special magic weapon, which has the effect of calming the mind and driving away evil spirits, and the workmanship is meticulous and beautiful, which is exactly what the little girl likes.

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