In the past year, in addition to practicing the Cold Blue Needle, Fang Yun also completed the task of striking iron on time every month, and was able to hand over ten catties of high-quality refined iron every month in exchange for two spirit stones. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a result of his excellent performance, his Qi Nourishing Pill distribution has also doubled, to two bottles per month.

This further improved his cultivation speed, although he did not obtain the second diagram of the mysterious exercise, but relying on the power of the elixir, the internal qi in his dantian still slowly grew, gradually turning into five cyclones, and the sixth path also slightly revealed the bud.

And I don't know if he practices the cold blue needle every day, he will empty the internal qi in the dantian every day, which makes his internal qi become extremely condensed, like a nebula suspended in the dantian, slightly shiny, and the nourishing effect of the cold blue needle is also greater than before, making the sharpness, tenacity and coldness of the cold blue needle are slowly improving.

It is this rapid progress that makes him have a lot of confidence in participating in the competition of miscellaneous servants to promote the outer disciples, although he doesn't know how strong his strength is, but Li Datou four years ago can beat it, and now he is beating ten Li Datou at the same time, all of which are effortless!

In his spare time for cultivation, he also carefully read some books on the geography of mountains and rivers, humanities and history, constantly enriching his understanding of the world, and making some preparations for future travels in all directions.

In addition, he has also carefully studied the "Five Yuan Spirit Sword Technique" and "Demon Cultivation Sword Technique".

Since the Cold Blue Needle itself has the vitality of water, he has some experience in controlling the cold qi of the Cold Blue Needle, which can be collected and released as he wishes.

When completely put away, the Cold Blue Needle is an ordinary flying sword, without revealing the slightest cold aura, and with a single movement of the mind, it can make the cold qi release instantly, which will form a great surprise attack, which can be regarded as Fang Yun's killer weapon.

However, the research on the "Demon Sword Cultivation Technique" is in a state of stagnation, just because he has not cultivated the Demon Sword, and to build it, he needs the corresponding mold base, the Demon Spirit, high-quality refined iron and a special material Blood Essence Stone.

The casting of the real demon cultivation sword is extremely cumbersome, and the general method is more tricky, which is to find a disciple of the Sword Carving Palace to help carve a demon cultivation spirit pattern, but Fang Yun wants to cast a real demon cultivation sword that belongs to him, so he secretly prepares, and after he plans to become an outer disciple, he will start casting.

This time coincided with the end of the year, a grand trade fair was held in the fang market of the Sword Casting Palace, and many outer disciples and miscellaneous servants flocked to go, this is the practice of the Sword Casting Palace, and one will be held at the end of every year;

Fang Yun chose this time to participate in the trade fair, in addition to preparing for participating in the big competition and exploring the materials for cultivating the magic sword, he also had the idea of seeing such a grand event.

After all, the growth of experience is also very important, and if you want to walk smoothly on the road of cultivation in the future, you have to pay attention to more experience now.

At this time, in the middle of winter, a heavy snow fell one after another, and the mountains of the Sword Gate were covered in silver, just like a group of snow giants.

Fang Yun walked out of the mountain gate of the Sword Casting Palace, and walked alone along the mountain road towards Fang City, the snow under his feet creaked and creaked, and a misty halo emanated from the snow and mist in a round of winter......

This situation and this scene reminded Fang Yun of four years ago, when he drove an ox cart to escort Master's body to Qingsong Ridge, it was also such a snowy day and such a winter day.

Thinking about it from a distance, seven years ago, I was a lonely little beggar who walked alone on a snowy day, fainted outside the master's door with hunger, and was rescued by the master, which is why I have my current self.

Otherwise, how could there be Fang Yun today, I'm afraid he would have died in the snow seven years ago, and now the bones don't know where they are, right?

He couldn't help but sigh softly, feeling a little that the world is changing and fate is impermanent!

Although the tragedy of four years ago no longer gnawed away his soul like a poisonous worm, making him dream back at night and covered in sweat, his revenge has not weakened in the slightest, but has become more and more determined and persistent as time goes by.

He always felt that the undead of more than a hundred people in Qingyun Village were watching him in the sky, and the three members of Uncle Li's family were looking at him in the sky, although they didn't speak, their eager eyes kept staring at him, so that he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

"When you become an outer disciple, let's find a chance to go back to Qingyun Village to have a look! It's time to do something for Uncle Li's family and the whole village, and appease their tragic deaths." After such a long time, the senior brother and the second senior brother shouldn't be staring at it anymore, right?" he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

After packing up his mood, he became strong again and strode towards Fang City......

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This Fang City is located on a mountain peak at the core of the sect, dozens of miles away from the peak where Fang Yun is located, when he arrived at noon, he found that the upper half of this mountain peak had been flattened and transformed into a large Fang City.

At this moment, it was crowded and lively, and it was all the disciples of the Sword Casting Palace who came to exchange ideas.

Walking to the entrance of the market, seeing this bustling and lively scene, he touched his chin, a little at a loss, I don't know what the rules are here, where should I start?

It's a pity that Wang Baobao is busy participating in the promotion competition of the outer gate, and has been in retreat recently, Fang Yun hasn't seen him for many days, otherwise he can pull him along, with this know-it-all by his side, I believe that he will not be so cramped.

At this time, he also regretted a little, his usual temperament was too indifferent, except for his close relationship with Wang Baobao, he had no contact with other miscellaneous servants, otherwise if he had one or two friends, he could discuss one or two.

Just when he was standing at the gate of Fang Shi in a daze, he suddenly heard someone behind him laugh strangely: "Yo, isn't this a dumb senior brother? Why, the first time I came to Fang Market, I don't know the rules here?"

Fang Yun frowned, as soon as he heard the voice, he knew that this was the brothers Song Cheng and Song Shan, who had always had a dislike for him, since they had humiliated them with an iron competition in front of Master Jiao Zan when they were introduced, these two brothers had stopped for a long time, and now they were talking to themselves so arrogantly, what kind of medicine had they taken?

Slowly turning around, and looking at the situation behind him, Fang Yun finally knew what medicine the two brothers had taken wrong!

I saw Song Cheng and Song Shan on the left and right, surrounded by a tall and scholarly young man, this young man was wearing a green shirt, looking at him condescendingly, with a hint of cold arrogance hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother, Jiang Zhicheng, Song Cheng and Song Shan have become his followers?" Fang Yun's heart froze, and he vaguely felt something wrong.