Fang Yan hugged Xiaoxiao who refused to leave and returned to his courtyard. Master Zhan had already disappeared.
Seeing that the door of Tuqiang's room was still closed, Fang Yan sighed. He should be still practicing. During this period, he had really worked hard and devoted himself to training, hoping to improve his cultivation as soon as possible. In the past few days, the two of them had
Never met.
The little beast "tweeted" rushed out of the house, quickly jumped on Fang Yan's shoulders, grabbed Fang Yan's ears and messed with it angrily, looking at the two people's expressions with great dissatisfaction.
"Little guy, don't make trouble." Fang Yan said helplessly.
"Giggle~ Qiuqiu, who told you to be so sleepy? I can't blame my brother and Xiaoxiao for not taking you to play." Xiaoxiao said crisply, "Xiaoxiao didn't forget you. I brought you candied haws."
Xiaoxiao took out the candied haws hidden in his clothes and shook it.
Finally, after the little beast gnawed three sugar-coated haws on a stick, he gradually began to forgive the two of them.
"Qiuqiu, take out the mysterious stone and let the little grandpa learn about it for a while." Fang Yan said seriously.
The little beast barked twice, casually grabbed the stone shell on its head and fiddled with it for a long time before finding the jade box and throwing it to Fang Yan.
"Xiaoxiao, take this and give it to grandpa." Fang Yan said with a smile.
"Oh, are you going now?" Zhan Xiaoxiao asked obediently, raising his head.
"Go, brother is going to practice too." Fang Yan patted her head.
Zhan Xiaoxiao promised, took the jade box and said, "I'll be back soon." Just like running outside the house, Fang Yan looked at her jumping back and wasn't worried at all. Who was in this secret place of the Zhan family?
How dare you steal the little princess's things?
Fang Yan turned around and walked into the house, asked the little beast to take out the medicinal herbs, and started practicing hard again. He was really a little arrogant before, thinking that even if he met a strong person, he would still be able to fight, and even if he was defeated, he would at least run away.
There is no problem.
Only today did I realize that I was just a frog in the well, and that the chemical martial arts monks were as good as ants in front of the powerful ones. There was no need to fight hard.
"It's better to stay here for a while. At least it's a safe place to live, and I can practice with peace of mind. I must improve my cultivation as soon as possible. It's better to be able to protect myself in the future." Fang Yan thought firmly in his heart.
.
Without delay, he asked the little beast to take out a few herbs, drank them immediately, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to start practicing.
Years passed and time flew by. It was almost January when Fang Yan and his party arrived at the secret place of the Zhan family. The Zhan family gradually learned that there was an additional courtyard next to the head of the family's mansion, where guests of the Zhan family lived, but few people had seen it.
They went out and about, almost never leaving home, but the Zhan family's cute little princess would happily jump there and back ten times every day.
Fang Yan was sitting cross-legged on the bed like a stone sculpture, with green light shining all over his body. Several inches of thick black hair appeared on his head that used to be shiny, making him look stronger and more determined.
The little beast was lying on the side with its arms and legs stretched out, sleeping soundly. The Qi in his body was fluctuating more and more fiercely. The silver hair on the top of his head kept flashing brightly, and the spiritual energy was even thicker and distributed.
Fang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, a light cyan light flashed past, and the green light around his body gradually converged.
"Huh? Why is the little beast's energy getting more and more violent? Nothing will happen, right?" Fang Yan didn't know how many times he was awakened by the energy emitted by the sleeping beast, and there was worry in his eyes.
color.
During this period of time, the little beast was extremely sleepy and spent almost all of it in a coma. As soon as he woke up, he would eat herbs and fall asleep after eating them. He no longer had the naughty energy he had before.
Suddenly, Fang Yan felt that the spiritual power outside suddenly became violent, and they rushed towards the house where the gun was located.
"Damn! Something happened to that girl." Fang Yan rushed out of the room without having time to think about it.
I saw the spiritual power in the sky pouring in from all directions, all concentrating on Tuqiang's house, and rushing inward quickly. After Fang Yan was momentarily surprised, he showed a relieved and happy expression. He did not act rashly, and he felt at ease
Guard outside the door.
After a long time, the spiritual energy fluctuations in the sky slowly calmed down.
"Haha! Damn it, I finally broke through to the late stage of chemical warfare, the seventh level. It's so cool!" Tu Qiang's comfortable laughter came from the room.
Fang Yan also smiled happily for Tu Qiang. This guy is really amazing. He broke through so quickly, even better than the so-called 'geniuses' outside.
"Congratulations, let go, Master." Fang Yan laughed loudly.
"The donor is interested, hehe." Tu Qiang walked out of the house and said seriously. The image of the eminent monk had not lasted for half a breath, and he started laughing, "House, the feeling of the late stage of chemical weapons is really good. I feel that I am so powerful now.
, Come on, let’s go find that Bashan kid who intercepted you last time and avenge his shame." Tu Qiang pulled Fang Yan and said.
"Damn! Come on, I can take care of that kid alone. What are you doing, shouting and cheering?" Fang Yan said with a smile.
"Hey... I'm sad." Tu Qiang looked aggrieved, "Where's the little bandit? Why didn't he come to welcome me, a tall and stalwart man, after I came out of seclusion." Tu Qiang looked at Fang Yan doubtfully.
"Hey~~~ I don't know what happened to it in a short period of time. Something is wrong. Let's go and take a look." Fang Yan sighed and walked towards his house with the butcher gun.
Tu Qiang turned around and looked at the sleeping little beast for a long time, frowning, and then also showed a worried look.
"Is it going to be advanced or transformed or something?" Tu Qiang asked.
"I've seen the little guy advance once, but it's not like this." Fang Yan originally felt that the little beast was about to advance, but he thought of the scene when the little guy advanced at the critical moment in the Forgotten Land. Now he doesn't
I'm sure.
"Don't worry about the house. This little guy is very weird. I have a feeling it's definitely a good thing." Tu Qiang comforted him.
"Hmm~~ I hope so." Fang Yan looked at the little beast and said.
"How is it? Have you made any progress in your cultivation during this period?" Tu Qiang asked.
Fang Yan's face suddenly became bitter again, "Hey~~ There is no progress. Those hundred-year-old ordinary herbs are not very useful. I don't know when it will take to advance."
For ordinary practitioners, perseverance and talent are the most important, but the practice of fighting blood requires not only these two, but also many, many 'supplements'. Spiritual crystals are not very useful to Fang Yan, but medicinal herbs are not very useful for fighting blood.
It is of great help. If there are enough immortal herbs, Fang Yan is absolutely confident that his cultivation will improve quickly.
"Don't be discouraged, you are already so perverted, just take your time." Tu Qiang consoled him.
"Well! That's all. Okay. I'm going to practice, so do whatever you have to do." Fang Yandao, paused and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Tu Qiang, you said that big bell of yours is a war weapon."
"Bao, how come I realize that there is no power of war treasure at all." Fang Yan asked what he was confused about. Judging from the power of the two war treasures that Fang Yan had come into contact with that day, if the big bell used to kill the gun is really a war treasure,
If it's a treasure, then the previous battles shouldn't have been so embarrassing.
Tu Qiang was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and he stammered, "You don't understand, what the old man said, my big bell is the best among war treasures, the absolute best. But... it's just sealed.
A little bit." The voice behind him was pitifully small.
"Don't laugh, just a little bit. I will open the seal soon, and then I will show you my power." Tu Qianbiao said with determination.
"Damn! I knew you were bragging before, get out of here, get out of here, I'm going to practice." Fang Yan kicked the butcher gun out of the room.
"What the old monk said should be true, haha." Fang Yan shook his head and smiled, practicing.
Another seven days later.
Fang Yan still practiced hard without relaxing at all times, even though his progress was extremely slow.
The already chaotic Qi of the little beast on the side suddenly became more violent, and the space fluctuated continuously with the naked eye. The purple hair on the little beast's body stood up, and the silver hair on the top of its head also glowed slightly with a red light, as if it was moving.
Echoes something.
"Brother, brother, wake up quickly and see what happened to Qiuqiu. Xiaoxiao is afraid." Zhan Xiaoxiao shouted anxiously, pulling Fang Yan's cloth.
Fang Yan's eyes opened instantly. Even if Xiao Xiao didn't scream, he would have woken up immediately. He already felt something was strongly wrong.
"Wake up, little guy, what's going on?" Fang Yan quickly picked up the little beast and shouted.
"Chirp!" The little beast opened his eyes. Fang Yan's face suddenly showed a look of fear, and Xiaoxiao beside him immediately cried out in fright.
I saw that the little beast's originally clear black and white eyes were now red, as if they could penetrate people's hearts, making people involuntarily feel fear after looking at it.
"Little guy, what's wrong with you?" Fang Yan was not deterred and shouted with an extremely anxious face.
"Qiuqiu, don't scare Xiaoxiao, wow~~" Xiaoxiao also stepped forward and touched the little beast and cried.
"Chirp chirp." The little beast called out crisply, its red eyes rolled, and its paw pointed at the red hair on the top of its head.
"Little guy, you, are you going to advance?" Fang Yan guessed something and asked uncertainly. The little beast's current appearance is really scary.
The little beast nodded his head several times and grinned at Fang Yan.
Fang Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. This was too scary. There was such a big change after advancing to another level. What on earth is this little guy?
In Fang Yan's heart, the little beast is his best partner. He has gone through several life-and-death battles with him, never abandoning him, and has saved his life several times. Without it, he would have died in the blood-cutting stage long ago.
How can I still let the blood of war reappear until now? Its weight in my heart can be said to be more important than my own life.
"Don't worry, Xiaoxiao, Qiuqiu is fine, he's going to become even more powerful." Fang Yan wiped away the cold sweat from the fright, patted the little head and said.