Chapter 70 All Things (to congratulate me for the lonely leader)


    The eagle star.


    Inside the bedroom.


    Fang Xing lay on the bed, and a peaceful feeling arises from the bottom of his heart.


    Recalling the second-level bird monster I saw just now, his eyes narrowed slightly: "The second-level monster is also different from the second-level monster... The oppression this second-level bird gives me is stronger than the one I saw last time... Maybe it is a second-level middle-level or even a second-level top-level monster?"


    He also saw the foundation-building monk in the market easily killing second-level monsters.


    But Fang Xing believed that if it were this one, the elder of Qingxuan Sect stationed in Fangshi might have to escape in panic!


    Even due to the flight speed, you can''t escape!


    "I am afraid I am not qualified to fight with the second-level monster...even if it is a second-level low-level..."


    Fang Xing has a clear understanding of his own strength.


    Among the qi training stage monks, it is definitely very good. As long as you don’t encounter the particularly amazing Qi training stage, you can basically sweep it.


    But it is very dangerous to face a foundation-building monk or being successfully besieged in the late stage of Qi training.


    The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage have awakened their "spiritual consciousness", and their premonition of danger has increased greatly. Even if they use a laser gun, they may not be able to take it down.


    Once the laser gun fails to hit the first shot, it loses its advantage of concealment, and it is even more impossible for Fang Xing to hit the shot in the later stage - the opponent cannot avoid the laser, but can avoid the gun!


    The second-level monster has thick skin and strong flesh, and its vitality is even stronger, which is even hard to say.


    Because of this, Fang Xing stayed at Chuyingxing for several days before he dared to return to Qinglin Fang.


    Premium cave house.


    Everything in the basement is as usual.


    "Oh? It seems that the second-level monster has extraordinary spiritual consciousness. If you don''t find the breath of life here, you won''t come..."


    Fang Xing was still very satisfied without moving.


    In the next few days, he usually took Lingmi and took drugs to practice.


    Although he had elixirs after taking too much elixir, when he was promoted to the uncensored jade realm, he experienced a marrow-cleaning cleansing of muscles and excreted most of the impurities accumulated in his body.


    In addition, the uncensored jade has endless breathing, tempering the internal organs, and its tolerance to elixirs far exceeds the previous two realms.


    In addition, Fang Xing intentionally controlled the dosage, which was within the physical tolerance range. His martial arts were also very solid in his foundation...


    …


    "The Tiger Stump has made rapid progress... The Dragon and Elephant Power is because of the lack of whale elephant ointment, which is a bit stagnant..."


    A few days later, Fang Xing glanced at the attribute column and felt a little regretful: "The matter of collecting alternatives to whale elephant paste needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible."


    In the Eagle Star, even if there are substitutes, it has no channels, channels, and enough star power.


    But here, it is obviously not a big problem.


    Early in the morning.


    As usual, Fang Xing wore a black robe and covered her face and mixed into the thick fog.


    Occasionally, several scattered figures appeared from the ruins and the basement, all dressed tightly like him, holding magic weapons and talismans in their hands, staring at everyone with a vigilant look.


    ‘The monks in this world are so unfriendly…’


    He complained in his heart and came to the ghost market.


    This is actually the previous stall area, but it was abandoned later. Only scattered monks took advantage of the opportunity to trade in the thick fog in the early morning and were not afraid of being discovered by monsters.


    Today''s fog is particularly rich, and you can''t see people after walking three meters.


    ‘It feels a bit strange, maybe it is the special effect of some formations? Or should the formation master take advantage of the situation? ’


    Fang Xing came to a stall and found that it was Fan Mi on it.


    "How is this? This rice is cheap, and you will get twenty kilograms of a spirit stone..."


    The stall is a Qi training monk, but his cultivation may be only at the beginning of Qi training, and his face is full of smiles.


    "Before the market, ten kilograms of spiritual rice were only one spirit stone..."


    Fang Xing was speechless.


    Although monks in the Qi training stage cannot achieve long-term fasting, look at what they are forced to look like?


    "Oh, what was the situation at that time? What is the situation now?"


    The stall owner sighed: "It would be nice to have food... When the supplies still exist in the ruins of the market are exhausted, you can come and see!"


    Fang Xing knew very well that all the spiritual fields outside the market have been abandoned, and it will only be even worse by next year.


    The reason why these casual cultivators are unable to occupy the market is that they would rather stay at the risk of occasionally hunting second-level monsters. First, the environment in the wilderness is even worse than here, and there is also the probability of encountering high-level monsters.


    The second is that there are still some supplies in the ruins of the market, and you can occasionally gain something by picking up scavengers.


    Even if the monsters come, there are many people, it will not be my turn, and I have a lucky mentality!


    The third one is probably the illusory hope. The sects outside may be called back!


    He shook his head and walked to another place.


    "Big brother, are you here to play?"


    On a corner of the street, there were several fairy-looking female cultivators standing, one by one, and when they saw Fang Xing, they were not weak at all, and their eyes were even brighter: "I used to have a regular businessman in Tingyu Tower, and they were proficient in the seventy-two styles of Dongxuanzi, the nine changes of fish and dragons, and the art of picking the spring cry of war... I kept this brother lingering, just give me a few kilograms of spiritual rice or fasting pills..."


    ‘Well, compared to before, the price has dropped sharply…’ ???????Fang Xing nodded secretly and walked away without looking sideways.


    He came to the market to relax and looked for materials to replace "Whale Elephant Ointment", but he would not be distracted by these trivial matters.


    ‘As expected, this ghost market is not good. Next time, go to the cave black market...’


    Just when Fang Xing thought he would find nothing again today, he paused and stopped in front of a stall.


    There are several bottles of elixirs on this stall, which is actually a rare elixir stall in the ghost market.


    Although the sales of some big road elixirs are all about, the environment is already quite good in today''s environment.


    The stall owner is an old monk with an old face. His ebony hairpin was broken on his head and his spiritual robe was tattered, which looked a little miserable.


    Even so, he still looked arrogant, and a faint fragrance of pills lingered in his body, indicating the identity of this alchemist.


    ‘Is it him? Wan Fenglin...This old boy is not dead yet? ’


    Fang Xing looked at the obviously down-and-out Wanfenglin Wandao Master, and couldn''t help but be surprised.


    This man had a move in the first battle of the Five Scorpion Valley and had to use a life-saving talisman to escape. He was the first guy to be cleared.


    After that, Chen Yi and the Heihu Gang Fu Qing had an internal conflict, and it was nothing to do with him.


    But Fang Xing felt that the Black Tiger Gang would not let this person go, but he didn''t expect that he could still live.


    Naturally, he didn''t know that Wan Fenglin was almost forced into a dead end back then and even became a prisoner of the Black Tiger Gang. Fortunately, Qingxuan Sect later entered the field and suppressed the Black Tiger Gang. The leader of the Black Tiger Gang was even killed by Jiedan Real Person. The huge Black Tiger Gang disbanded directly, giving him a chance to escape.


    But his cultivation level was severely damaged, and now he fell back to the third level of Qi training. He encountered a major disaster in the market. He was really hard to live and could not even get enough outfits.


    "Fellow Taoist, you need to buy elixirs... This ''Golden Pill'' can recover quickly no matter what injuries you suffer. And this ''Chunhua Pill'', taken regularly, can keep you young forever..."


    Wan Fenglin did not recognize Fang Xing, who had changed his body and was masked, and enthusiastically introduced the elixir on his stall.


    Fang Xing glanced at him and could only say that it was all garbage.


    No wonder I get back more and more.


    He thought about it and took out the box containing the ''Whale Elephant Ointment'' before. The ointment was naturally used up, but there was still some breath left, which was enough to make the alchemist and the pharmacist confirm the medicinal properties: "I used this kind of body refining ointment before, but I wonder if there is a replacement inventory?"


    Wan Fenglin took it, sniffed his nose slightly, and his expression changed: "This medicine is so domineering... I missed it. It seems that fellow Taoist is not a warrior, but a physical cultivation, or even a physical cultivation in the later stage of Qi training. It is really a very clever technique to restrain Qi."


    “You know!”


    Fang Xing hugged his arms with both hands and said coldly: "What''s the result?"


    "This medicine is domineering, and there are probably second-level spiritual medicines and the flesh and blood of second-level monsters... The old man can''t think of a replacement, even Qingdanfang may not be able to take it out..."


    Wan Fenglin returned the empty box to Fang Xing with a wry smile.


    "That''s it, okay..."


    Fang Xing shook his head. He had known that practicing the Dragon Elephant Art was difficult, but he didn''t expect it to be so difficult.


    The matching ointment actually involves second-level things!


    ‘Do you want to kill the second-level monster? My blood-refining magic weapon is very easy to chop people, but it is almost impossible to break the defense against the second-level monster...''


    ‘But Wan Fenglin has a bad personality… Next time, let’s go and ask Miss Xiaorui. ’


    He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped again.


    To be honest, Wan Fenglin had intended to plot against him before, and he still remembered this hatred.


    But looking at the other party’s miserable and down-and-out appearance, it seems that living is the greater punishment.


    "What else does this fellow Taoist?"


    Wan Fenglin was stunned when he saw Fang Xing stopping.


    Immediately afterwards, he saw a low-grade spirit stone on Fang Xing''s hand, and his eyes were a little straight.


    "I''m very interested in that secret realm. Since Master Wandao has been there, he must have known some information and tell them all. If I am happy, these spirit stones are all yours..."


    Fang Xing took out a few lower-grade spirit stones and played with them in his hand.


    Wan Fenglin''s expression changed drastically, and he looked like he wanted to run but didn''t dare to run. In the end, he turned into bitterness: "I really don''t know what happened in the Five Scorpion Valley. Later, I escaped with my life... After returning, I was targeted by the Black Tiger Gang and was kidnapped..."


    In fact, the Black Tiger Gang thought that Wan Fenglin knew some secrets and was another alchemy talent, so he spared his life.


    "On the contrary, in the Black Tiger Gang, I heard a few news..."


    Seeing the spirit stone thrown away in Fang Xing''s hand, Wan Fenglin swallowed: "About that secret realm, some people say it is the inheritance left by the ''Master of Wanfa'', which is very precious, so it attracted the arrival of the Qingxuan Sect''s Dan Zhenren..."


    “Master of all dharmas?”


    Fang Xing was a little confused, but he still threw a low-grade spirit stone over: "Continue to talk..."


    "Yes..." Wan Fenglin''s eyes lit up. Anyway, the secret realm must have been occupied by monsters now, so it is considered a waste. These hearsay news can sell a few spiritual stones: "When it comes to this ''Master of Wanfa'', that''s amazing. He is a famous genius a thousand years ago... It is said that his spiritual roots are of poor qualifications, but he has practiced and broken through the realm all the way, and has the ability to complete the elixir..."


    (This chapter ends)