In the 10,000 acres of spiritual fields under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Mountain Daomen, a famous foodie has appeared.

For the past two months, Fang Xing has eaten more than ten catties of meat every day, not including other rice, melons and fruits, and various drinks, and occasionally buys some nourishing herbs to nourish his body. In such an environment, Wang Zhi and the other five Taoist children followed Fang Xing, the rain and dew were all wet, and they all ate with red faces, fat and strong, even their little stomachs got up, and their chins were stacked two or three layers.

But Fang Xing didn't get fat, and even lost some weight.

Now his body looked very thin, like a piece of paper, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

However, his eyes became very bright, his mental state was excellent, and his every move was full of power.

"This Qingyun Creation Sutra is really extraordinary, I have only been cultivating for two months, and there has been such a change, no wonder my nine uncles claimed to be the top players in the rivers and lakes, but they were killed cleanly by an eagle and a sword......

In the mountains and forests next to the medicine field, Fang Xing sat in front of a bonfire, looking at a hare on the fire.

After two months of eating and drinking, the silver that Fang Xing scavenged from the hands of the Dao boys had already been squandered, what should I do if I have no money?

You can't really teach these guys to sell their butts, and with his bear appearance, it is estimated that no one will buy them.

There is no way, Fang Xing often takes a few Taoist children to the nearby mountains and forests to hunt, the mountains and forests near Qingyun Mountain, there are many wild beasts, and it is not forbidden for the Taoist children to catch them, as long as they have the ability, they can come to catch some to improve their lives.

Fortunately, after he cultivated an aura, he felt that his ears and eyes were sharp, his reaction was extremely fast, and even his hand strength was much greater.

Usually pick up a bunch of small stones in the arms, once you find that there are hares, pheasants and the like flying, you will be beaten, within 30 zhang, all of them are missed.

There was even another time, Fang Xing encountered a wild wolf alone, and after taking two bites from it, he forced Fang Xing to drag the wolf's tail, and then jumped on the wolf's back, and after a black fist, he was beaten to death.

When Fang Xing's small body carried a wild wolf back to the wooden house, Wang Zhi and the others were almost scared.

From then on, Fang Xing was like a celestial in their hearts, and one by one they swore allegiance.

Fang Xing is naturally not bad to them, and the heroic temperament raised in the bandits' den has not weakened by the age of their appearance.

Eat meat together, drink wine together, pinch your nose and pour it if you can't drink it.

Today, the title of "Boss Fang" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the five Taoist children, and it is no longer just a verbal talk.

"My current spiritual power has been able to successfully operate for a week, and I don't know if it can be regarded as reaching the first level of agility!"

Fang Xing muttered in his heart, according to the regulations of the Qingyun Mountain Dao Sect, when the Dao Tong cultivates to the realm of agility, he can be promoted to the outer disciple, and his identity has been raised by one level, and there is no need to mess around in this medicine field, it is said that there are some other benefits, but the Qingyun Forging Qi chapter says how to cultivate, but it does not say how to divide the level of cultivation.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Xing doesn't know what realm to count now.

"Boss Fang, Chai He picked it up......"

Behind a row of pine trees not far away, Wang Zhi walked over with a small freckles and a grin, carrying a bundle of dry firewood on his shoulders.

Usually Lingtian can't cut off people, so the five Taoist boys are taking turns to go out hunting with Fang Xing, this time it is Wang Zhi and Little Freckles who follow Fang Xing, just now seeing that Chai He is not enough, Fang Xing asked the two of them to pick up some Chai He, and then came back.

To say that after Fang Xing became the boss of this C-shaped No. 3 field, the biggest change was the treatment of Freckles and others, they were bullied by Wang Zhi before, although there were only five people, but they were hierarchical, you bullied me and bullied him, but after Fang Xing came, it was much simpler, everyone had to be bullied by me, and others were not allowed to play tricks, so they worked together and ate together.

Whenever Wang Zhi subconsciously wanted to instruct the little freckles or hang the ghost, Fang Xing kicked it over, and after three months, Wang Zhi was already very used to washing his stinky socks.

Of course, in addition to their own socks, Fang Xing's socks also had to be washed by several of them in turns.

"Chop wood and grind, the fire is out, get here!"

Seeing that Boss Fang was angry, Wang Zhi and Little Freckles hurriedly ran over, and then looked at the hare on the fire and drooled.

After recognizing Fang Xing as the boss, the poor life of this gate is finally gone, and the oil and water are very rich.

After roasting the hare with all hands and feet, and was tearing it off to divide the meat, suddenly a hurried figure not far away ran over, and shouted: "Oh no, Senior Brother Fang, I brought someone to the elixir field to check, and when I saw that you were not there, I was angry......

Everyone looked up, but it was the hanged ghost who had stayed to see the medicine field, and he ran over with an anxious face.

"Isn't the day of the inspection tomorrow? Why is it coming today?"

"I don't know, it seems that a senior brother surnamed Yu passed by, so he remembered to come and take a look......"

Wang Zhi stood up in surprise, his face a little bitter.

Normally, as long as the five Dao boys have taken care of these ten acres of elixir fields, they will be free, and no one will disturb them.

But every three months, the people from the Daomen Medicine Department will come to check the growth of the spiritual medicine field to see if the Dao children are lazy.

If it's okay, but if someone makes a mistake, then this month's salary will be in vain, and there will be other punishments for Yan zhòng.

The black-hearted Taoist priests of those medicine supervisors did not use this excuse to deduct the wages of these Taoist children.

It was daylight now, and it was not a day of rest, but they went to the woods to hunt, which was not a small problem.

Hearing this, the little freckles were also anxious, and their faces turned pale with fright.

"I'm afraid of a bird, I'll go back and see!"

Fang Xing disdainfully spit out the grass roots in his hand and instructed Wang Zhi to wrap the roasted hare in leaves.

In front of the No. 3 Lingtian, there were three Taoists who looked coldly at the few of them who came out of the mountain forest, and their faces were gloomy as if they could pinch out the water.

The one who was the first of them even sneered with bad intentions, and the mung bean's eyes narrowed.

"This guy?"

Fang Xing saw it from a distance, and his heart was not only happy.

This leader of the Taoist turned out to be the fat Taoist who was scolded by himself in front of the mountain gate, his surname is Yu, his name is Yu Sanliang, he is the outer disciple of the Daomen, and the remaining two are Taoist children, who were temporarily pulled by the fat Taoist priest to support the façade.

"Hehe, when you are on duty, you sneak into the forest to wander around, what a big dog! Believe it or not, I will tell the senior brother of the medicine superintendent, you all have to open your skin!" The fat Taoist saw Fang Xing from a distance, his face shook with fat, and he sneered: "Especially you, you have only been in the mountain gate for a few days?

The fat Taoist priest was also a little proud in his heart, he did not belong to the medicine superintendent, but the miscellaneous superintendent, to put it bluntly, he was doing chores and running errands, this time he was sent to the above errand, and went to the medicine field to deal with something, and suddenly remembered that he had just sent a kid here three months ago, and he wanted to come over to see if this kid had been rectified very miserably.

Unexpectedly, this time I bumped into a good thing, and when I was on duty, that kid slipped out, which was not a big mistake, enough to pinch him for myself, and it happened to be out of the bad breath I had three months ago.

"Oh, Brother Pig, rare guest, look at the ......"

Fang Xing walked over with a smile and pretended to instruct the little Taoist boys to show the fat Taoist priest a seat.

"Fart, whose surname is Zhu? Daoye's surname is Yu ......"

The fat on the fat face of the fat Taoist morale trembled, and he pointed at Fang Xing and scolded.

Fang Xing looked at the fat Taoist priest with a smile, and was thinking about how to deal with him in his heart, but at this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and an inexplicable information appeared in his mind: "Agile and recultivated, the body is weak, and the spiritual energy content in the meridians is ......."

It turned out to be about the cultivation of the fat Taoist, and all his overall cultivation status appeared in Fang Xing's mind.

"That treasure book can still see people's cultivation?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but be taken aback, and his face changed.

The fat Taoist priest saw that Fang Xing's face had changed, and he thought that he was afraid of himself, so he was very proud, his fat hand fanned the wind beside his face, and sneered: "What's the matter......?

Fang Xing's face was cloudy, and he slowly circled around the fat Taoist priest twice.

The fat Taoist priest was furious by his gaze, and shouted: "Little rabbit cub, what do you want to do?

Fang Xing had a plan in his heart, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Are you the medicine superintendent?"

The fat Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't it what?"

Fang Xing asked again: "Did the senior brothers of the medicine superintendent ask you to come over for inspection?"

The fat Taoist priest said: "Dao Ye is passing by, specifically to see if you are lazy......"

Fang Xing suddenly jumped up, slapped his face on the fat Taoist priest's face, and shouted, "Steal your uncle!"

Although the other person is not big, he has to jump up to pump the fat Taoist face, but this slap is really heavy, with a crisp snap, a clear five finger print directly appeared on the fat and white face of the fat Taoist priest, the nose is red, but the nosebleeds are flowing down, and the fat Taoist himself suddenly has gold stars in his eyes, dizziness, and the whole person is confused.

"Little bastard, you dare to hit me?"

After a while, the fat Taoist priest shouted desperately.

But before he finished speaking, he felt that his leg was kicked hard, and his body couldn't stop falling to the ground, and he spun it on his back, but it was Fang Xing who stepped on his back.

"A miscellaneous supervisor came to the territory of the medicine supervisor to show his prestige?

Fang Xing shouted and scolded, and his fists and slaps rained down, and he was beaten like a pig.

The fat Taoist priest was beaten with a wow-wow, tears and snot flowed together, he also had cultivation in his body, and his aura was shocked, and he wanted to bounce Fang Xing away.

Who would have thought that Fang Xing's aura was also shocked, and he actually canceled out his protective aura, and it was not unpleasant to continue to smoke.