Eagle Star.

In the bedroom.

Fang Xing lay on the bed, feeling a sense of peace from the bottom of his heart.

Recalling the second-order bird monster I saw just now, I narrowed my eyes slightly: "There are also differences between the second-order monster beast and the second-order monster beast... This second-order bird gave me a more oppressive feeling than the last time I saw it.

That one is more powerful...perhaps a second-order mid-grade, or even a second-order high-grade monster?"

Back then, he had also seen the city's foundation-building monks easily kill second-level monsters.

But Fang Xing believed that if it were this person, the mayor of the Qingxuan Sect would probably have no choice but to run away!

Even due to the flying speed, it is impossible to escape!

"I am afraid that I am not qualified to fight against second-order monsters now...even if they are low-grade second-order monsters..."

Fang Xing has a very clear understanding of his own strength.

Among the monks in the Qi training period, they are definitely very good. As long as they don't encounter a particularly bad Qi training period, they can basically sweep them all.

However, it is very dangerous to face the foundation-building monks, or to be besieged by the late-stage Qi-training cultivators.

The monks in the foundation building stage have awakened their 'spiritual consciousness', and their premonition of danger has greatly increased. Even if they use a laser gun, they may not be able to defeat it.

Once the laser gun misses the first shot and loses its concealment advantage, Fang Xing will be even less likely to hit it later - the opponent cannot dodge the laser, but he can dodge the gun!

The second-level monster has rough skin and thick flesh, and its vitality is more powerful, which is even harder to say.

Because of this, Fang Xing stayed in Young Eagle Star for several days before he dared to return to Qinglinfang City.

Superior cave.

Everything is business as usual in the basement.

"Oh? It seems that the second-level monster has a good sense of people and didn't realize that there is life here, so it didn't come..."

Fang Xing was very satisfied without having to move.

In the next few days, he took spiritual rice and took drugs to practice Qigong as usual.

Although taking too much of the elixir can cause erysipelas, when he was promoted to the Uncut Jade Realm, he underwent a marrow cleansing session to remove most of the impurities accumulated in his body.

Moreover, there is an endless supply of breath in the Uncut Jade Realm, which tempers the internal organs, and its tolerance to erysipelas far exceeds that of the previous two realms.

Coupled with the fact that Fang Xing deliberately controlled the dosage of the medicine, it was within the range of the body's tolerance. While the martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds, the foundation is also extremely solid...

…

"The Tiger Fu Zhuang has made rapid progress... The Dragon Elephant Skill is somewhat stagnant due to the lack of Whale Elephant Cream..."

A few days later, Fang Xing glanced at the attribute column and felt a little regretful: "The search for alternatives to Whale Elephant Cream needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

On Eagle Star, even if there were substitutes, he didn't have the channels, connections, or enough stars.

But here, it's obviously not a big problem.

early morning.

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

Occasionally, a few scattered figures appeared from the ruins and basements, all dressed up like him, holding magical instruments and talismans in their hands, staring at everyone with vigilant eyes.

'The monks in this world are so unfriendly...'

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

This was actually the former stall area, but it was later abandoned, with only a few monks taking advantage of the thick fog in the early morning to trade without fear of being discovered by monsters.

The fog is so thick today that you can hardly see anyone after walking three meters.

‘It feels a bit strange. Maybe it’s the special effects of certain formations? Or the formation master took advantage of the situation?’

Fang Xing came to a stall and found that what was on display was Fanmi.

"How about it? This rice is cheap. I'll give you twenty kilograms of spiritual stone..."

The person who set up the stall was a qi-training monk, but his cultivation level may only be in the early stages of qi-training, and he had a smile on his face.

"Before Fangshi, ten kilograms of spiritual rice only cost one spiritual stone..."

Fang Xing was a little speechless.

Although monks in the Qi training period cannot achieve long-term fasting, but look at this, what are they being forced to do?

"Well, what was the situation back then, and what is the situation now?"

The stall owner was full of sighs: "It would be nice to have something to eat... wait until the supplies that are still in the ruins of Fangshi are exhausted, and you can come and see us again!"

Fang Xing knows very well that now all the spiritual fields outside Fangshi have been abandoned, and it will only be worse next year.

The reason why these casual cultivators refuse to leave is because they would rather take the risk of being hunted by second-level monsters occasionally. First, the environment in the wilderness is worse than here, and there is also a chance of encountering high-level monsters.

The second thing is that there are still some supplies in the ruins of Fang City, and occasionally you can gain something by scavenging.

Even if the monster comes, there are so many of us, it won’t be our turn, there is no luck!

The third one is probably the illusory hope. The big sects outside might come back!

He shook his head and walked to another place.

"Brother, do you want to play?"

At a street corner, there were several graceful female cultivators standing there, all with beautiful flowers. When they saw Fang Xing, they didn't feel weak at all, and their eyes were bright: "The Nu family used to listen to the news of Yu Lou.

The business student is proficient in the seventy-two movements of Dongxuanzi, as well as the nine transformations of fish and dragon, and the art of spring cry... To keep this brother lingering, all he needs to do is give him a few kilograms of spiritual rice or Bigu Pill..."

'Well, the price has dropped sharply compared to before...'

Fang Xing nodded secretly and walked away without looking away.

He came to visit the market to relax and look for ingredients to replace the 'Whale Elephant Cream', and he would not be distracted by such trivial matters.

'Sure enough, this ghost market is not good. Next time, just go to the cave black market...'

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

There were a few scattered bottles of elixirs on this stall, which turned out to be a very rare elixir stall in the ghost market.

Although the elixirs sold are mostly cheap elixirs, in today's environment, they are quite good.

The stall owner was an old monk with an old face. The ebony hairpin on his head was broken in half, and his spiritual robe was in tatters. He looked a little miserable.

Despite this, he still looked arrogant, and there was a faint scent of alchemy lingering around his body, indicating his identity as an alchemist.

'Is it him? Wan Fenglin... this old boy is not dead yet?'

Fang Xing looked at the obviously depressed Wan Feng Lin Wan Great Alchemist and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

During the first battle of Five Scorpions Valley, this person missed a move and had to use a life-saving talisman to escape. He was the first to be eliminated.

After that, Chen Yi and Fu Qing of the Black Tiger Gang had internal strife, so it was none of his business.

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

Naturally, he didn't know that Wan Fenglin was almost forced to a dead end and even became a prisoner of the Black Tiger Gang. Fortunately, Qingxuanzong later entered the scene and suppressed the Black Tiger Gang. The leader of the Black Tiger Gang was killed by Master Jiedan.

, the huge Black Tiger Gang disbanded directly, giving him a chance to escape.

But his cultivation was severely damaged, and now he has fallen back to the third level of Qi training, and he has encountered a major disaster in the city. Life is really difficult, and he can hardly even put together an outfit.

"Fellow Taoist, please buy elixirs... This 'Golden Replenishing Pill' can recover quickly no matter what kind of injury you suffer, and this 'Spring Flower Pill', if taken regularly, can keep you young forever..."

Wan Fenglin didn't recognize Fang Xing, who had changed his body shape and was masked, so he introduced the elixirs at his stall enthusiastically.

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

No wonder the more he wanders around, the more he goes back.

He thought for a while and took out the box that contained the 'Whale Elephant Ointment'. The ointment inside was naturally used up, but there was still some breath left, which was enough for the alchemist and pharmacist to confirm the properties of the medicine: "I used this body refining ointment before.

Is there any replacement stock?"

Wan Fenglin took it, sniffed it slightly, and his expression changed: "This medicine has good properties and is overbearing...I made a mistake. It seems that fellow Taoist is not a warrior, but a physical practitioner, or even a late-stage physical practitioner of Qi training. Really

What a brilliant art of condensing Qi."

"It's good that you know!"

Fang Xing folded his arms and said coldly: "What's the result?"

"This medicine is overbearing. It probably contains second-level elixirs and the flesh and blood of second-level monsters... I can't think of a substitute. Even Qingdanfang may not be able to come up with it..."

Wan Fenglin smiled bitterly and returned the empty box to Fang Xing.

"That's it, that's fine..."

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

The matching ointment actually involves a second-order item!

‘Are we going to kill the second-level monster? The blood refining weapon on my body is very easy to kill people, but it is almost impossible to break through the defense against the second-level monster...'

'But this Wan Fenglin has a bad personality... I'd better ask Miss Xiaorui next time.'

He turned around to leave, but suddenly stopped again.

To be honest, Wan Fenglin had plotted against him before, but he still remembered this grudge.

But looking at the other party's miserable and desolate appearance, it seems that living is the greater punishment.

"What else can this fellow Taoist do?"

Wan Fenglin was startled when he saw Fang Xing stop.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a low-grade spiritual stone in Fang Xing's hand, and his eyes went straight.

"I'm quite interested in that secret realm. Since Master Wan Dadan has been there before, he must know some information. Tell me all about it. If you make me happy, these spiritual stones will all be yours..."

Fang Xing took out a few more low-grade spiritual stones and played with them in his hands.

Wan Fenglin's face changed drastically, as if he wanted to run but didn't dare to run, and finally turned into bitterness: "I really don't know what happened in the Five Scorpions Valley, and later I managed to escape with my life... After I came back,

He was also targeted by the Black Tiger Gang and brutally kidnapped..."

In fact, the Black Tiger Gang thought that Wan Fenglin knew the secrets of the secret realm and was a talented alchemist, so they spared his life.

"On the contrary, I heard some news from the Black Tiger Gang..."

Seeing the spirit stone thrown away from Fang Xing's hand, Wan Fenglin swallowed: "About that secret realm, some people say that it is the inheritance left by the 'Master Wanfa'. It is very precious, so it attracted the Qingxuan Sect's alchemy master to come.

…”

"Master of All Laws?"

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

"Yes..." Wan Fenglin's eyes widened. Anyway, that secret realm must be occupied by monsters now, and it is considered useless. These hearsays can sell a few spiritual stones, which is great: "Speaking of this 'Wanfa'

The Master', that's amazing, he was a famous genius thousands of years ago... It is said that his spiritual qualifications are low, but he has broken through all the way and has the perfect cultivation level..."
Chapter completed!