"The scorching sun, life is boring..."

It was noon, when the sun was at its strongest, Fang Xing sat on the chair in the straw shed with his legs crossed his legs. In the distance, Wang Zhi and others were busy in the medicine field. Some spiritual medicines needed to remove insects when the sun was at its strongest, because when the sun was at its strongest, its flowers would automatically open, and only at this time can the insects parasitized in its stamens be caught.

Fang Xing of the No. 3 Lingtian, naturally, doesn't have to do these rough work. Since stabbing Wang Zhi that night, Fang Xing has become the eldest son of the No. 3 Lingtian. Even the smelly socks are washed and dried every day.

It was not that Wang Zhi had thought about revenge. On the next day, he looked at Fang Xing with a bad look.

Fang Xing just smiled and stabbed him in the thigh with another knife. From then on, Wang Zhi was completely convinced.

Being strong is afraid of being ruthless!

Although Wang Zhi is known as the boss of the No. 3 Lingtian, he is just bullying the little Taoist boys around him. When did he really get into someone? It must be known that although he is a Taoist boy, he was also a good boy of three generations, and was selected.

If you count three generations to your ancestors, you can't find a more ruthless person than Fangxing, let alone him.

As for the others, they were completely convinced that night. Xiao Freckles were still trembling when they saw Fang Xing.

It was boring to sit for a while. Fang Xing once again cheered up and read the Qingyun Qi Forging Chapter. After a while, he shook his head and closed it. It was useless. He had tried it. According to the practice method mentioned in the Qingyun Qi Forging Chapter, he could not feel the so-called spiritual energy at all. After trying it for three consecutive times, Fang Xing believed that it was nonsense.

It was not just him, but none of these people in the spiritual field of C characters could sense the existence of spiritual energy. Even Wang Zhi, who was so-called sensing of the sense of energy, was just to put gold on his face, and Fang Xing had already forced out the truth.

However, Fang Xing was still reluctant to throw away this scripture. After all, Wang Zhi and the others said that among the ten thousand Taoist children, some people have cultivated the spiritual energy mentioned in the book through this scripture, and have become an outer disciple of Qingyun Mountain.

There are not many such people, but there are rumors like this for one or two days every year, which should not be fake.

"Maybe I'm not a material for practice..."

Fang Xing shook his head helplessly, thinking that it is not unreasonable that the Taoist sect value qualifications. Qualifications are indeed important.

After giving up his plan to study the Qingyun Qi Forging Chapter, Fang Xing took out the purple-skinned booklet from his bag. The booklet was given to him by his uncle Ninth. It was also the book that caused the disaster of destroying the valley to Guiyan Valley. On that night, Xiao Jianming stepped on an iron eagle and descended from the sky. He drove a cold flying sword and killed three hundred bandits from Guiyan Valley.

The only one who escaped was himself a little bandit.

Xiao Jianming always thought that the tenth bandit leader who escaped was a strong man like everyone else. He probably didn't expect that he was just a ten-year-old child...

It was precisely because he was a child that when others decided to fight to the death, Uncle Jiu handed over the book to himself, let him keep it well, and then threw himself into the secret passage. Fang Xing ran away without hesitation, running away quickly. He knew that he was definitely not the cold and fierce opponent of the man standing on the back of the Iron Eagle, and even the Iron Eagle under his feet could kill him with one claw...

There are five ancient seal characters written on the cover of the purple-skinned booklet. Fang Xing has learned ancient seal characters from Uncle Jiu, and he knows that there are five big characters written on it: Yin and Yang God and Demon Mirror.

However, after opening it, there was a blank inside, shining against the sunlight, and it was still the case.

He was sure that this was not a blank book, otherwise Guiyangu would not have suffered such a disaster.

"Is it written in some potion, just like the treasure maps of the second uncle who cheated on the fat sheep?"

Fang Xing thought about it for a while, but it didn't feel very similar.

That kind of potion has time limits, and this book is obviously very old, and this ancient trace cannot deceive people.

Thinking of this, Fang Xing placed the book on the Qingyun Qi Forging Chapter, which was spread on his knees, and looked up and sighed. He felt that he still had a long way to go, and there was almost no hope of revenge. However, at this moment, he lowered his head slightly and suddenly found that a line of faint words appeared on the Yin-Yang God and Demon Mirror, as if it was manifested out of thin air.

"The Qingyun Qi Forging Chapter, the Qi Condensation Realm of Cultivation, refining essence into Qi, can become magical powers..."

"Hell..."

Fang Xing suddenly sat upright and stared blankly at the lines of words on the book.

At this time, the blank pages revealed the introduction to the Qingyun Qi Forging Chapter. It is not detailed, but in just a few words, it points out the uses, principles, and even the shortcomings of this sutra practice scripture...

After staying for a while, Fang Xing raised the book Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror. Sure enough, the handwriting quickly disappeared.

He put it down again and came into contact with the Qingyun Forging Qi Chapter, and the handwriting appeared again.

Fang Xing was excited for a moment, and he looked around and thought about it. He put the watermelon he had eaten half of him on the book.

No response...

"Is it too ordinary?"

Fang Xing flipped around again and suddenly remembered the cigarette bottle he was put in his arms. According to the fourth uncle who gave it to him at that time, this was a good treasure. Most people couldn't hold back the smoke released from it, and they could even let a cow go.

The cigarette bottle was placed on the book, and after a while, there was indeed a faint handwriting:

"Magic instruments can store fog and are not graded..."

Just a simple ten words, I haven't seen more after waiting for a long time.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon, it was indeed a good thing. Uncle Fourth is indeed the most realistic of the nine uncles, although it is a bit **..."

Fang Xing muttered, trying several things back and forth, but no one could cause the book to react again.

"Boss Fang, today I'm naive and hot. Let's drink to relieve the heat!"

Not far away, Wang Zhi walked over while wiping his hands and screamed from afar.

After being stabbed twice, he completely convinced Fang Xing, and his relationship with Fang Xing gradually improved. In his words, he just didn't know each other without fighting. Although he was hit twice, he met a real ten-year-old man.

Fang Xing hid the book quietly and cursed, "You grandma knows how to drink, have you finished your busy schedule?"

"It's almost done, just get the rest of them. I'll buy wine!"

Wang Zhi came over and picked up a piece of watermelon and chewed it, but he was slow to move.

"You poor guy, how much money can you have?"

Fang Xing cursed with contempt, threw a piece of silver over, and said, "A little more pork head meat!"

"Okay..."

Wang Zhimei smiled and took the broken silver. He threw the watermelon and ran down the mountain.

Although this spiritual medicine field is an asset of the Taoist sect, the people in charge of the care are all Taoist children. To put it bluntly, they are ordinary people. Everyone does physical work, so they are not allowed to drink and eat. There is even a small town under the hillside seven or eight miles away. There is a lot of things you can buy in it, but it is more expensive than ordinary people. Most of its customers are Taoist children who manage the medicine field.

Fang Xing is not a person who is ruthless. He will also give some sweetness when he should, such as often asking these people to drink.

Taoist boys would get three taels of silver every month, but before Fang Xing came, the money was all Wang Zhi's. After Fang Xing came, all the money became Fang Xing's. Fortunately, Fang Xing was not a person who held the money and locked the door. Although he snatched all the money, after buying wine and meat, everyone ate and drank together, and would not be like Wang Zhi before, who closed the door and enjoyed it exclusively.

To put it bluntly, he robbed the money to show his status.

After Wang Zhi left, Fang Xing began to think about the book Yin and Yang God and Demon Mirror. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was wonderful. He guessed that this book should have some identification ability, but not everything could be identified. From the current experiment, it only works for things related to Taoism or spirituality, such as practice scriptures and spiritual magic tools...

"Oh, it's useless. Can I still be a treasure appraiser?"

Fang Xing thought for a while and felt a little depressed. No matter how powerful this book is, it is not very useful to him!

"Hehe, I picked a few more treasures in the room and found a way to sell them. It would be another small fortune..."

At this time, another smile came from not far away, and it was the little freckles and the hanged ghost who were back.

Little Freckles were holding a few green and purple herbs in his hand, and his face was full of smiles, very proud.

This is a companion grass in the spiritual medicine field, called the spiritual herb, also known as Fangzhongbao. It is a weed in the spiritual field. It is to be removed when found, because this grass is of no use to people in practice, but it is of great use to people in the world. Because the function of this grass is to transform blood into essence, and after taking it, it will make people become that... Dragon, spirit, tiger, isn't it strange?

It is precisely for this kind of herb that people in the world are very popular with this kind of herb. The medicine boys pick this kind of herb and often sell it out.

"Transform blood into essence...refining essence into qi..."

Fang Xing had just scanned it and didn't care. He paid attention to this thing just because his fourth uncle liked it more.

But suddenly, he thought of something, sat up suddenly, his eyes staring at the little freckles.

"Boss Fang...I'm not lazy..."

Little Freckles were startled, their butt sank and they almost sat on the ground.

The hanged ghost was also shocked and thought that he and Xiao Freckle had offended Fang Xing somewhere, so he was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

"Pick that thing up for me..."

The little freckle was stunned and handed it over tremblingly.
Chapter completed!