Using the cover of purchasing spiritual rice and martial arts secrets, Fang Xing and Ding Hongxiu had a very happy conversation.

"It turns out that the girl with red sleeves is actually a cultivator of immortality. I am really disrespectful..."

After hearing the identity of the other party's immortal cultivator, Fang Xing couldn't help but pretend to be solemn and bowed first.

"Wherever, my qualifications are low and I can only reach the second level of qi training... Grandpa won't let me go out to earn a living..."

Ding Hongxiu waved his hand: "I'm afraid that I will be killed by some martial arts master..."

"Oh? I wonder what the outcome will be in a battle between an innate master and a monk in the Qi Refining Stage?" Fang Xing became interested.

"I don't know much about it, but I heard from grandpa that if you are a monk in the early stage of Qi training and you don't use defensive talismans or magic weapons in time, it will be very dangerous if you are approached by an innate master..."

Ding Hongxiu said: "Of course, this situation will be much better in the middle stage of Qi training. Once the distance is opened and prepared, the immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training can easily slaughter the innate warriors... Those great masters in the late stage of Qi training, let alone

Any innate peak warrior can compete with him."

"I see……"

Fang Xing nodded. This was an evaluation from an immortal cultivator, and it should make sense.

'So it turns out that a Pure Jade Realm warrior can pose a threat to the monks who are in the early and middle stages of Qi training? What if it is a Pure Jade Realm warrior who has learned A-level martial arts?'

‘What if you are a martial artist in the courageous realm?’

He felt that after he was promoted to the third and fourth realms of martial arts in the future, he would probably be able to gain some sense of security.

"I wonder what big forces there are in this city?"

After thinking about it, Fang Xing thought it would be better to figure this out.

"In the city, the 'Qingxuan Sect' is naturally respected. This sect is the pioneer of Qinglin City. There is always an elder in the foundation building period sitting in charge, and more than 60% of the shops in the city are closely related to it...

"

"In addition, the Zheng family has an ancestor of the Zheng family who is in the foundation building stage, and he is the second..."

"The Black Tiger Gang is formed by several casual cultivators who have perfected their qi training. Its leader, Master Black Tiger, Shenlong, is nowhere to be found. It is said that he is secretly preparing to build a foundation, which could become the third largest force in Fang City!"

An old voice sounded, interrupting the conversation between Fang Xing and Ding Hongxiu.

Fang Xing looked over and saw an old man with a white beard, wearing a Taoist robe that didn't fit well. There were many defects on it, but it still had the slightest aura.

If you get a little closer, you can feel a sense of coolness.

This is the ‘invulnerability to cold and heat’ effect that comes with the robe.

'This robe must have been used for I don't know how many years... It's probably around the first level of low quality...'

Fang Xing looked at the old man in Taoist robes and saw that the old man had dark skin and a lean figure. He had a large yellow-skinned gourd on his waist and smelled slightly of wine. The most impressive thing was his red rosacea.

‘It’s very suitable for someone who grows spiritual rice to learn how to make wine.’

Fang Xing's heart moved, and he felt the old man's somewhat terrifying energy, and knew that the other person was probably not a monk in the early stage of Qi training, but a monk in the middle stage of Qi training!

"Grandpa...are you back?"

When Ding Hongxiu saw the old man in Taoist robes, she was overjoyed and stepped forward. Then she looked at the wine gourd on the old man's waist with disgust: "You went to drink again?"

"Good Hongxiu, you don't know that the 'Drunken Immortal Technique' practiced by Grandpa You involves drinking alcohol. It is said that 'drink three stones a day and become an immortal in a hundred days'!"

The old man in Taoist robes burped in wine, and then raised his hand towards Fang Xing: "This little brother, old Ding Bushan, heard you talking to Hongxiu before, and couldn't help but interject a few words. Please don't be offended."

"No, no, the old man has a lot of knowledge, I really benefited a lot from him."

Fang Xing smiled and cupped his hands, and then said to Ding Hongxiu: "Pack me thirty kilograms of lotus scented rice... It's cheaper for me..."

"Hey, okay, I originally asked for three spiritual stones, but now how about giving you three spiritual sands for free?"

When Ding Hongxiu heard that business was coming to her door, her eyes lit up, and she felt like she had spent half a day chatting and it finally paid off.

Fang Xing took out a low-grade spiritual stone from the harvest of today's stall, along with seventeen pieces of spiritual sand, and counted them to Ding Hongxiu. He waved his hand backwards and walked out of Fangshi with a basket on his back.

Amidst the noise of the wind, there seemed to be a vague conversation between grandfather and grandson.

"Grandpa, you are too lenient..."

"My dear granddaughter, do you know who this person is? He doesn't even rent shanties in the city. He's either a desperado or a pauper. Does he look like a pauper to you? Don't associate with such people in the future..."

…

The voice gradually became duller and eventually disappeared.

After hearing this, Fang Xing just smiled and said: "As expected, people become better with age, but I am also worried about my granddaughter..."

This is human nature, and he won't hold any grudges about it.

Back at the temporary camp, everything started to go on track again.

"The most useful thing for me in this world right now is the environment suitable for cultivation, as well as various pills, spiritual rice..."

"Or those low-level talismans and blood refining tools..."

In the cave, Fang Xing was thinking wildly while practicing the big dragon stake.

"Actually, this kind of talismans and magic weapons are of little use to me... After all, if I have money in the future, I can just buy a laser gun, which will be more useful than any blood refining magic weapon... But some low-level talismans can be used

Prepare a few cards as a surprise trump card."

"In this world, these are the only things that help me the most right now..."

"Practice hard and when the muscles and bones state is perfect, go and buy the 'Xiantian Pill' immediately!"

Regarding the 'Xiantian Pill', Fang Xing has inquired about it clearly. It is sold at Qingdanfang, but the price is not very good, and it requires a full fifty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!

In terms of value, it is comparable to a low-grade magic weapon.

It is said that this is because refining the 'Xiantian Pill' requires consuming some elixirs used in the Qi Refining Stage pills.

Moreover, there are not many monks willing to buy the ‘Xiantian Pill’ reward for their warriors, because the market is too small.

But for Fang Xing.

"Fifty low-grade spiritual stones are not difficult...as long as you have follow-up drone support and slowly harvest the elixirs and cash them in, you can always get them."

…

Time has come to July before we know it.

Eagle Star.

Happy Home Community.

Feeling the hot temperature outside the house and the chirping of cicadas and birds, Fang Xing felt quite emotional.

"After all, 'my' birthday is coming soon, right?"

The birthday of the biochemical man Fang Xing is naturally based on the time when he left the breeding warehouse, which is July 17th.

Therefore, although he really wanted to practice in another world until school started, he still had to come back and deal with some matters at this time to avoid being thought missing and causing some setbacks.

Fang Xing glanced at the attribute panel:

[Name: Fang Xing]

【Age:16】

[Occupation: Warrior]

[Second Stage: Muscles and Bones (Refining Muscles: 16/100)]

[Twelve Postures of Military Boxing: 44/100 (Proficient)]

[Big Dragon Stake: 6/200 (Mastery)]

[The Gate of the Heavens (recharging)]

…

"Since taking Lingmi, the progress of muscle training has been basically around 1 o'clock a day. Although it is much slower than the elixir, I feel very stable, without any feeling of deficiency of energy and blood. I am taking one step at a time, very solid..."

"If we continue like this, we should be able to increase the progress of muscle training by more than half before the start of school... This is already a very brave improvement. It is too fast to improve without the guidance of a teacher, which is not good..."

Fang Xing sighed a little when he thought of the Master's guidance.

It was indeed a bit troublesome to lose Xia Long's guidance during the vacation.

Apart from anything else, I don’t know who to turn to to learn the advanced martial arts after breaking through the second realm.

"Why don't you call Teacher Xia Long? Or... hire a private tutor? But I don't have money..."

"Some videos on the Internet can be used as reference, but if you really believe them all, you don't know how you will die..."

"To teach martial arts, it is most reliable to teach face to face through words and deeds..."

After all, everyone’s physical fitness is different and needs to be taught in accordance with their aptitude.

Not to mention, such mysterious and mysterious things as martial arts will cannot be reflected on the Internet at all.

He turned on his phone and replied to some text messages. His eyes turned and stayed on Liu Wei's number, and he was slightly silent.

In the past few years, Fang Xing's birthdays have been indispensable without this harmful friend.

now……

"Alas... we can't look back on the past."

Fang Xing sighed and saw another message, his eyes suddenly froze.

After thinking for a moment, he called back.

Whoosh!

A 3D projection appeared. Gu Yun, who still looked like a little girl, looked much cooler and looked around: "So you live in this kind of environment..."

"Miss Gu..."

Fang Xing nodded and said hello, but soon realized that his words were a little inappropriate, probably due to the influence of the language style of another world.

"Girl, what an ancient title, you can call me Ms. Gu..."

Gu Yun said without any pretense: "I need a sparring partner. Xingyuan is easy to talk to. Can you come?"

"Come!"

…

Brilliant Jiangfu.

Training ground.

Gu Yun had a cold face, dressed in martial arts uniforms, and still had the wooden knife in her hand.

No!

In Fang Xing's view, the little girl's temperament had changed a lot after her father Gu Renquang died in the battle.

Looking at his temperament at this time, he looks like a piece of ice!

"This time, I hope you will go all out and wear protective clothing."

Gu Yun stood with her sword drawn and said coldly: "If I hurt you, I will pay for the medical expenses."

"I didn't bring the nanosuit..."

Fang Xing smiled: "But I'm sure..."

He had left the nanosuit and electric baton in another world, and he had no intention of getting them back.

All he wants to bring back are some things from another world.

Now I am planning how to go to the black market and get some money.

'The spiritual rice and talismans from another world... are incompatible with the specialties of Eagle Star. Even the black market is not easy to sell them... but there is still gold and silver there!'

In the interstellar age, gold is not considered a precious metal and its price has dropped a lot, but it is still relatively valuable.

In Qinglinfang City, gold is a tool-refining material, and it takes tens of thousands of kilograms to extract a few taels of 'gold essence' from it.

Gold, the raw material, is not very expensive, and you can buy a lot of it with just one piece of spiritual sand.

After discovering the same metal in the two worlds, Fang Xing immediately wanted to resell it.

'One move, as long as the money is enough...'

'At least, buy real self-defense weapons...'

'My current strength is too weak. If I encounter a well-prepared monk in the middle stage of Qi training, or a master in the late stage of Qi training, it will be very dangerous.'

'And I'm making rapid progress. I need an excuse to make money, or even launder money... before I can use it openly and buy nutrient solution to invest in myself...'

…

"How dare you lose your focus when you are sparring with me?"

Suddenly, a clear shout came, interrupting Fang Xing's meditation.

Whoosh!

The sword light was bright and fell directly on top of his head!
Chapter completed!