According to the theory of the method of eating Qi, the principle of practicing magic is to exert the energy of heaven and earth.

The skills are also divided into high and low. The low-level skills are swallowed in one breath, regardless of whether they are good or bad. However, the best skills can be practiced in a targeted manner.

For example, the magical technique only targets negative energy absorption such as evil energy and yin energy.

The advantage of practicing for a certain kind of spiritual energy alone is that it is that it is faster in practice, which is twice as effective as a general practice.

When he practiced the Golden Rooster Art, he swallowed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, sucked the positive and negative energy into his body, and the spiritual energy that was tended to be integrated into the body. As for the negative spiritual energy, it was excluded from the body.

The method of eating qi can distinguish between positive and negative, and select the spiritual energy that is beneficial to oneself to absorb and refine.

"interesting!"

Fang Dou breathed it carefully. This was a pure qi training spell, which was different from the Golden Rooster Stake's side-oriented body refining. Just sit cross-legged and calm down and you can enter into meditation and practice.

"Hahuh!"

Breathing in large mouths gradually conforms to a unique rhythm. The energy of heaven and earth gathers together and is sucked into the mouth by Fang Dou, and it is not immediately swallowed into the abdomen.

He used the method of eating qi, and the white air was crushed in his mouth, screening out the favorable spiritual energy, and the rest turned into black smoke and sprayed out from his nostrils.

"Gudong!"

A mouthful of essence of spiritual energy was swallowed into the belly by Shenchengqi Wan.

After the Qi Wan entered the body, it quickly rushed into the body. The long-dormant magic power seemed to see prey, and it suddenly flowed, melting the dispersed spiritual energy into digestion.

Fang Dou discovered that the Golden Rooster Art is a body refining method, which integrates the inhaled spiritual energy into the body and improves the physique. Most of the spiritual energy swallowed by the qi-eating method is used to transform magic power.

"Huhh!"

Fang Dou practiced until midnight, and his mouth, nose, chest and abdomen became sore. He knew that he had reached his limit and stopped.

The first level of Qi-eating Method barely crosses the threshold, but has not yet reached the realm of great success.

Where is the secret medicine?

The secret medicine for eating Qi is a Taoist elixir, which has higher requirements.

Fang Dou calculated with his fingers that he was nowhere to be far away, so he could only practice hard!

Unfortunately, there are only the first three levels of Qi Eating Method. If you want to get the full version, you are afraid that you will fall into that "Qianqiu Society".

Fang Dou suddenly felt cold and realized that the situation was serious.

Qianqiu Society is willing to reward these spells, and there must be something even more powerful. If you intentionally take revenge, Fang Dou may not be able to stop it.

"Trouble!"

The darker the sky, the less he couldn't sleep.

Fang Dou walked to the door, looked at the starry sky above his head, and sighed.

“Wow!”

In the side hall to the north, Fubao's crying and waking up came.

Fang Dou walked into the hall quickly and saw Fubao sitting up, rubbing his eyes and crying.

"Monk, I dreamed of my mother!"

The child cried, and his tears fell like golden beans. The more he cried, the more he became sad.

Fang Dou comforted him for a long time. The usual method was useless. "Good, I will take you to the county town tomorrow to buy candied haws, candy people, chicken legs and pork head meat!"

"Don't have candied haws, don't have candied people, don't have chicken legs, and don't have pork heads!"

Fubao stopped, with water droplets hanging on his eyelashes, pitiful, "I want my parents!"

Fang Dou clapped his hands, "Okay, I'll take you to find your parents!"

Anyway, I can't sleep tonight, so I'd just set off overnight to find Fubao's parents in the next county.

Fang Dou cleaned up, carried a bamboo basket on his back, and held Fubao, and locked the door of the northern side hall.

Before leaving, he cast three incense sticks on the stone statue.

Fireworks rose to the stone statue, but did not change his sad expression.

"No matter what kind of god you are, please bless this trip to go smoothly?"

Fang Dou freed up his hand and was about to pick up the rooster, "Master Chicken, let's go, um..."

The cock flapped his wings and escaped Fang Dou's arm, obviously not wanting to go with him.

"Gugu!"

The rooster pointed to the temple and said that he did not want to go out and wanted to stay here to watch the house.

"Okay!"

Fang Dou absolutely trusts Master Chicken’s combat power. What kind of tiger and hungry wolf are coming to deliver vegetables? Ordinary thief, I hope I can leave alive!

Fang Dou calculated and took Fubao to walk to the next county. It would take at least 100 miles and it would be a few days to arrive.

He had no idea whether this trip would be successful.

But Fubao insisted that he was the young master of Jiangjiazhuang, which was different from Captain Cai’s statement.

Fang Dou also knew that Captain Cai had no reason to lie, and there must be some misunderstandings in this.

Just as he was quiet and thoughtful, he went to Jiangjiazhuang and asked in person.

Before leaving, Fang Dou slapped his forehead and almost forgot.

He took out the paper bag from his arms, filled it with nine incense sticks, and carefully took out one.

Fang Dou stretched out his fingers and rubbed the incense head. The red dots were bright and dark, and the smoke condensed into a line and floated towards the distance. Although the night wind was cold, it slowly pierced into the void.

Finally, the smoke was straight and turned in one direction.

"hehe!"

In that direction, it is roughly the location of Jiangjiazhuang, the next county.

It seems that there is something wrong with this, either Captain Cai is lying or Jiangjiazhuang is lying.

Fang Dou subconsciously looked at the child in his arms, Fubao leaned his head and looked at the sky in Ming curiously.

"Monk, let's set off now!"

"Um!"

Fang Dou nodded, "Also, I'm not a monk, call me big brother!"

"Okay, big brother!"

Fubao questioned again, "You are not a monk, why do you live in the temple?"

"Too much!" Fang Dou, yes, his pink nose, "You live in the temple, are you also a monk?"

"It makes sense!" Fubao thought about it for a long time.

...

The rain was drizzling, and the sky and the ground were filled with rain, which made people unavoidable.

"Ph, what a wild hair god, it's not effective at all."

Fang Dou held Fubao and hugged under a big tree. The rainwater from the branches and leaves on his head formed layers of water curtains.

Fortunately, this big tree has a hole for two people to hide.

Although it is a little damp, it is better than pouring into a chicken.

Fubao looked up, "Big brother, why didn't you bring an umbrella?"

Fang Dou scratched his head and forgot that late autumn is not rainy, so who would have thought that there would be such a heavy rain on the road?

This rain can be over and will not end in a short while.

Although the big tree is lush with branches and leaves, it is washed by rain, and the stumps begin to seep out of the rain, and the tree holes under your feet begin to rise to the water surface.

This won't work, and you can't stay under the big tree for too long.

Fang Dou's wrist trembled, releasing the dog spirit, allowing him to find out whether there is a place to stay around.

Black dogs are not afraid of rain, but they rarely encounter the opportunity to shower. In the pouring rain, they are so excited that they shake their bodies and splash sewage.

"Don't worry about playing, go!"

The black dog shook its hooves and disappeared into the rain in a blink of an eye.

After a while, the black dog ran back under the big tree and wagged its tail at Fang Dou.

There is a low mountain in the southeast direction, and there is a cave facing this direction, which can shelter from wind and rain.

"Fubao, there is a place to settle down!"

Fang Dou held Fubao, took out the bamboo pole from the bamboo basket, supported the rack, covered it with a piece of cloth, covering it with a top of Fubao's head.

The next moment, he kicked his legs and rushed into the rain curtain, shattering the raindrops in the sky, turning into white mist.
Chapter completed!